Cultivation of disciples and disciples to become gods

"Elder Zhong, the heads of the other sects have already expressed their opinions," a familiar female Lexiu from the outer sect stepped forward and asked Zhong Yurong in a low voice, "I don't know what Qingheng Mountain has decided?"

Outside the Zhuoyun Gate of Pingjiang Mansion, almost all the sects of the Immortal Gate came together, eagerly looking forward to the opening of the exit of the secret realm.

The change in the realm of Yundu has caused chaos among all the immortal sects, and they tried to contact the disciples in the secret realm with all kinds of spiritual weapons, but none of them succeeded.

As soon as the exit of Yundu Realm was divined, all the immortal sects hurriedly sent people to guard it, and some even the head of the sect also came.

Zhong Yurong couldn't hide his fatigue, and supported his forehead to answer the Lexiu: "The demon cultivator is rampant, and Qingheng Mountain, as the head of all sects, naturally wants to fight against the demon cultivator. I, Qingheng Mountain, have already sent people down the mountain to eliminate the demon."

Qingheng Mountain is located in the Central Plains, and the areas under its jurisdiction are all bustling and prosperous mortal towns. If there are demon cultivators mixed into it, there will be chaos. Qingheng Mountain has sent several disciples to inspect and eliminate demons.

The other sects were clamoring about the recent turmoil in Moxiu, and suddenly several people came to Zhong Yurong: "Fairy Zhong, why are you the only one here today?"

Now when they gather together, everyone is fiercely attacking the demon cultivator, but when it is their turn to face the demon cultivator, few people can stand up.

Zhong Yurong looked at them coldly, frowned, put down his hands and said, "My senior brother who is the head of the sect is still in retreat, so I will come here."

A group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, Zhong Yurong thought to himself.

Qingheng Mountain bears the title of "No. [-] Immortal Sect", and has been pushed aside for so many bad things. In the past, it was the head of the sect or Lu Mengsheng who came forward to deal with it. This time it was her turn, and they were not pleasing to their eyes.

"Although Fairy Zhong is proficient in melody," the few people looked at each other, and then said submissively: "But we all thought it was still Elder Lu who came this time, and we wanted to ask him to do another divination..."

Zhong Yurong was shocked and furious when he heard the words.

Zhong Yurong came to Zhuo Yunmen this time because of Lu Mengsheng's poor health; Yan Li closed the door for him to refine the elixir; Li Yuanbei was entangled in the matter of Chang Yanfeng; business, she had to come.

Zhong Yurong stood up, almost unable to suppress his anger: "Suan Tianyan consumes Yangshou every time he uses it. During this time, my senior brother has divination for you many times, and you still want to—"

Suddenly an old man called her: "Yu Rong."

Dong Changying came on crutches at some point, and everyone in the hall looked back at him walking slowly.

Someone felt that he was strange, and asked others in a low voice: "Who is that?"

The man replied: "It's Elder Dong from Qingheng Mountain."

Dong Changying's face is old, his brows are pale, and he may be the oldest person among all the immortals in the cultivation world.And he rarely showed up later, and the monks who had just stepped into the high realm had never seen him.

A new core cultivator of a sect whispered: "Is that the elder who has stayed in the god transformation stage for a hundred years and has not yet ascended?"

"Shh! Be careful!"

But all the monks present were above the Golden Core stage, how could they not hear, Zhong Yurong gave the person who spoke a hard look.

"Master... Elder Dong, why are you here?" She hurriedly stepped forward to support Dong Changying modestly, Dong Changying smiled slightly, and said to her: "I'm worried that you won't be able to calm down, so come and have a look."

As he said that, he avoided Zhong Yurong's support, went up the steps with his cane, and sat down at the first place.

All sects watched him sit down, none of them dared to object.

"You just said that you want to ask me, Elder Lu of Qingheng Mountain, for divination," Dong Changying asked, "The exit of the Yundu Realm is about to open. I don't know why?"

His voice was not old, but his tone was calm, and he seemed approachable. At that moment, someone came to his senses and said directly: "Nowadays, Moxiu's actions are frequent, like provocations, but he is careful; it can be seen that there is a premeditated plan, but there is no big move... ..."

He wore a alchemist hat and was dressed as a talisman cultivator. He also seemed to know a lot about divination, and continued: "So I want to do divination to see the real purpose of the magic cultivator."

Zhong Yurong couldn't help but choke him: "If you care so much about Moxiu, then you should come to divination."

The man's face froze, and he smiled again: "What Fairy Zhong said, if I had this ability, I would have come here long ago."

Dong Changying kept stroking the carvings on the top of the cane with the hand that held the cane, and remained silent.

The people below looked at the faces of the two elders of Qingheng Mountain, and they were a little impatient: "Sian Tianyan looks at the sky and predicts the future, only Elder Lu of Qingheng Mountain is in control; Think about..."

"For Tianyan, it's just a chessboard."

Dong Changying suddenly opened his mouth, he tapped his crutch lightly, and said: "Since you are in such a hurry to calculate Moxiu, then Qingheng Mountain can lend you some time to calculate Tianyan."

He still smiled slightly, with a relaxed expression, but said in his mouth: "The real Fang must find out the purpose of the demon cultivator, don't let us down."

The monk surnamed Fang's face turned blue and pale, and was about to speak again, when suddenly another disciple hurried into the hall:

"The exit of Yundu Realm is open!"

Pingjiang Mansion was a prosperous town in the early years, and later monks came and went there all year round, gradually forming the characteristics of mortal monks living together.

Zhuo Yunmen was surrounded by people at this time, and the golden formation in mid-air was eye-catching.

Soon, the formation was opened, and several disciples were sent out, but they looked panic-stricken, like the rest of their lives after a catastrophe.

Someone immediately counted the number of people, and the disciples who came out first were not as good as a quarter of those who went.

"Mochang! Where's your junior brother?"

"Why did you lose contact?"

"What happened in the territory of Yundu?"

"..."

There was a lot of noise around them, but there was no trace of the usual demeanor of these monks.

First, a disciple regained his composure, embraced his master and shouted:

"Demon Cultivator! It's Demon Cultivator!"

"The Demon Lord Jiao Zhengqing has cultivated his body again!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this!

The monk grabbed his apprentice by the collar and shouted, "Say it again? Is this true?"

"Resentment ghost, wicked face, it is indeed Jiao Zhengqing..."

The disciple whimpered loudly: "The demon cultivators are all demon cultivators... They have long been in the sect and entered the Yundu realm with us!"

This was more frightening than the previous sentence, and someone took a few steps back in an instant, wanting to leave the sect beside him.

"Do you know what sects are there?"

The disciple was in a daze for a while, and opened his mouth and said: "Guangcheng Pavilion, Baihua Valley, Xingyunzong..."

Someone said loudly: "There is still Qingheng Mountain!"

Zhuang Han had a lot of blood stains on his body, and he said loudly to the crowd: "I saw with my own eyes that Fu Yaoye from Qingheng Mountain has black devilish energy on his body!"

Zhong Yurong heard this sentence as soon as he arrived, stood solemnly, and said coldly: "What kind of demon cultivator, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhuang Han looked at her and said, "I saw it with my own eyes!"

"He also killed his brother."

Before Zhong Yurong could react, a girl suddenly screamed, "You're talking nonsense!"