Immortal Mansion Longevity

Chapter 421 Young Dream (Subscribe)

Liu Yuping calmly flipped through the spell books, waiting patiently for the orders from the sect to arrive.

Now that the war in Yan State has been decided, all that is left is to deal with the aftermath, and there should be no more major wars.

They, Qingfeng team leaders, may or may not need to participate in the aftermath.

It all depends on whether the elders value it.

Liu Yu has nothing to do.

Now that the general trend is set, Yan Country will not have any great risks, so it is the same wherever you practice.

On the contrary, in this sect enclave, it can be more "free".

There is no need to worry about the spiritual land. With his current strength and status, it is not a problem to occupy a second-level top-grade spiritual mountain.

Moreover, Liu Yu also had a vague idea that outside the sect, he could better cultivate his own power and be more free.

However, returning to the sect quickly is also beneficial. After all, the sect is much safer and more stable, so there is no need to worry about sudden danger.

No matter where he went, he could accept it, and he didn't worry about gains and losses, and his heart was very peaceful.

……

Sinking into the ocean of knowledge about cultivating immortals, the night passed quickly.

The next day, noon.

Liu Yu put down the classics in his hand, and was about to use his power to warm up a few spiritual artifacts, when there was a sudden movement from the storage bag.

"coming."

He secretly thought in his heart, quickly took out the Zongmen Token, and sank into it with his spiritual consciousness to check.

As Liu Yu thought, this is exactly what the three sects jointly issued.

Order all monks above the Foundation Establishment Stage to go to a main hall of the original Baiyun Temple to discuss matters.

After receiving the message, Liu Yu quickly got up, opened the formation and went out.

Outside the wooden house, Jiang Qiushui, Leng Yuexin and others were already waiting.

And Wei Guangzheng, who was waiting for the monk who later turned to him, was chatting with the two women, and popped out a word or two of flattery from time to time.

In the distance, there are also Foundation Establishment monks in the team coming here.

It can be seen that the local forces in Yan State headed by Wei Guangzheng are still a little uneasy at this time.

After all, abandoning the old club and taking refuge in the new club, the morality is really not good.

Moreover, they don't know how the new owner will treat them in the future, so of course they are in a panic at this time.

"Friends of Qingyang Daoist"

"Liu Daoyou"

Seeing Liu Yu's appearance, Wei Guangzheng and others stepped forward one after another, clapping their hands together, and greeted them with smiles, with a very warm attitude.

In the case that they don't know enough about Yuanyangzong, and Yuanyangzong doesn't know enough about them.

At this time, Liu Yu became very important.

Wei Guangzheng and others need a monk who can help them speak in the sect and keep their current interests.

And this monk, there is no more suitable candidate than Liu Yu.

First of all, they joined Yuanyangzong through Liu Yu's channel, and the relationship between the two parties was naturally "closer".

Secondly, Liu Yu's weight is heavy enough, and in the eyes of these monks, he has enough right to speak.

Because the contact time is too short, they don't know other monks, so there are not many choices.

It was precisely because of this that the team lost its meaning of existence after the war and would disband soon, but they remained respectful as always.

"Fellow daoists, you don't need to be polite."

"Since it is summoned by the sect, fellow Taoists can go there on their own, and there is no need to wait for Liu."

Liu Yu didn't take it too seriously, he greeted all the cultivators, and then said with a smile.

He is well aware of the thoughts of these monks.

But if you can have one more subordinate or friend, why refuse it coldly?

"The team has not been disbanded yet, and we still follow the leadership of Fellow Daoists."

"I'm used to listening to fellow Daoist Qingyang's instructions, and it's hard to change."

This is a more reserved word, euphemistically expressing the meaning of long-term friendship.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyang is well-known, and I am sincerely convinced. I hope that fellow Daoists will follow suit!"

These are the words of Wei Guangzheng.

This old fritters survived the fierce battle and became the most senior "leader".

Because of the large amount of benefits they received, the Wei family can be regarded as Liu Yu's staunch supporters, and they have always been able to position themselves.

During the Battle of Yan Kingdom, not only did the Wei family not decline, but they gained benefits enough to make many monks envious.

It is an out-and-out vested interest.

In order to obtain so many benefits, apart from the reason for buying horse bones with thousands of dollars, the credit of the Wei family itself is also extremely important.

Of course, what satisfied Liu Yu most was his attitude.

The two maids, Yingge, Yanwu, who served tea and water, only accounted for a very small factor.

Beauty doesn't shake his position at all.

"Good to say, good to say."

"Since fellow daoists praise you, let's go together."

"Please!"

Liu Yulang said in a loud voice, and immediately walked ahead, Jiang Qiushui and Leng Yuexin walked side by side with him.

But Wei Guangzheng and others were faintly half a step behind.

"Old Devil Qingyang?!"

"This person is ordinary, and he looks nothing more than that. Could it be that the rumors are just groundless hype of Yuan Yangzong?"

A group of people walked towards Yunxiao Mountain in a mighty way, which attracted the attention of other monks. Some monks talked a lot, and there were many malicious speculations from the other two sects of monks.

However, the attention of most monks was quickly attracted by other more famous figures.

From the simple wooden houses everywhere, monks kept coming out and heading up Yunxiao Mountain.

Among them, there are many famous monks, as well as top figures in the foundation establishment period.

Such as the "Three Heroes and Four Heroes" of Yuanyangzong, the "Six Sons of Hehuan" of Hehuanmen, and the "Seven Swords of the Crescent Moon" of Crescent Moon Valley.

The appearance of these monks can cause bursts of exclamation, and they have considerable influence among low-level monks.

Although Liu Yu has enough prestige in his own team, his influence on the sect disciples outside the team is very limited.

Compared with the influence of the three heroes and four heroes, it is still far inferior.

In this regard, there is still a long way to go.

Liu Yu looked at this scene thoughtfully, but walked quickly up the mountain without stopping.

When he passed by a ruin, where the former Patriarch Hall of Baiyun Temple was, he saw hundreds of disciples of Baiyun Temple kneeling on the ground.

The magic power of these captives has been sealed, and they cannot use half of it. Except for their physical strength, they are not much different from ordinary people in other aspects.

For the guarding monks, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, without the slightest resistance.

At this time, the prisoners looked gloomy and panicked.

Although he did not wear shackles and handcuffs, he was a de facto "prisoner".

"Ugh~!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded.

A guard cultivator made a move without warning, driving a magic weapon and chopping at the head of a captive, with a hint of fanaticism on his face.

The corpse fell to the ground with a plop, and bright red blood flowed quietly.

As if a certain signal had been released, the guardian monks of the three sects shot out one after another, and the imperial envoys carried out the massacre with magic weapons.

The cultivator of Baiyun Temple whose mana was banned had no power to resist, and fell to the ground in large numbers under the sharp edge of the magic weapon, screaming one after another.

Just like cutting rice, with a light wave of the sickle, a large piece of rice fell down.

Looking at this scene, Liu Yu, who was walking, suddenly stopped and frowned slightly.

Of course, he didn't feel pity, but felt that this way of handling it was too wasteful.

She made a wink at Jiang Qiushui, and the woman understood immediately, and immediately called a guarding sect disciple over to inquire about the reason.

"Uncle Master, this is an order from the elders, and the disciple is only following the order."

"The disciples and other guards received orders from the elders of their respective sects to execute all the prisoners of Baiyun Temple."

The guardian disciple who called over saw that he was a Master Establishing the Foundation, and immediately answered honestly.

Liu Yu frowned, waved his hand to let the disciple leave, and moved on.

"pity."

"Hundreds of monks in the Qi refining period, how can they have [-] to [-] degrees of fuel."

He is a frugal man, and he regrets the waste of fuel.

However, these captives are the property of San Zong, even if they become corpses.

If Liu Yu recklessly burns with the magic fire, his behavior is "filling his own pocket".

Unless the elders have been consulted, there will probably be a lot of trouble in the follow-up.

Right now, safety is the main priority, so he finally extinguished this tempting idea.

"Ugh"

Liu Yu sighed regretfully in his heart, and continued on his way.

"uh"

Behind him, screams continued.

But under the high-efficiency killing of the guardian monks, it soon became sparse, gradually became inaudible, and finally only silence remained.

Pools of blood gathered together, staining the blue ground red, which looked shocking.

Perhaps, these Baiyunguan monks who chose to surrender and were captured would feel remorse at the moment before they died.

Since it is death anyway, why not choose vigorously?

Since death is unavoidable, it's better to fulfill your kindness and die in battle!

Listening to the screams that sounded and disappeared, Jiang Qiushui, Leng Yuexin, Wei Guangzheng and others did not fluctuate.

I have seen too many things like death in the past two years, and I will not feel pity for these monks of Baiyun Temple who have no relatives and no reason.

Even Jiang Qiushui, who had little experience in this area, has experienced too much in two or three years, and he is used to it.

……

Walk along the road that has been preliminarily cleared, and walk through the ruins of collapsed buildings.

Not long after, a group of people stopped in front of an antique and solemn hall.

This hall occupies a very large area, with a length, width and height of tens of feet in size, and the overall architectural style is biased towards Taoism.

The main halls are all built with materials that are sufficient for refining magical instruments. The surface is bronze in color, and many Taoist "immortal statues" are carved on the walls, which will be passed down forever as legends.

In the surrounding corners, there are also huge bronze pillars, which add a bit of solemnity to the hall.

Facing such a huge, empty, solemn and solemn hall, ordinary monks would inevitably feel a little small.

"Zhengqing Hall"

From the side, Jiang Qiushui read out the name of this temple in a crisp voice.

The Zhengqing Hall is the high-level meeting place of the Baiyun Temple. It is protected by a formation and is less affected, so it is still intact.

After the destruction of Baiyun Temple, the three sects used this hall as a temporary meeting place.

Liu Yu glanced at the plaque, and led all the cultivators into it without any fluctuations in his heart.

At a glance, the scene in the palace can be seen in full view.

On the main seat above the main hall, the top Golden Core cultivators of the three sects were sitting impressively, their aura not angry but prestige.

It was Changfeng Daoist, Sanjie Daoist, and Chongxuan Daoist.

The three real people closed their eyes and fell asleep, and the atmosphere was a little delicate.

Below, thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators were clearly divided into three major groups based on the sect.

Each large group is divided into small groups, keeping a certain distance from each other.

"Bai Yuxuan", "Zhao Wou-ki", "Li Buyu", "Zhou Zhuofeng"

Among the hundreds of foundation-building monks, Liu Yu saw many familiar figures.

It is extremely rude to keep staring at unfamiliar monks.

He didn't look too much, took Jiang Qiushui, Leng Yuexin and others, and found a deserted area to stand.

The twenty Foundation Establishment cultivators stood together, as if they were another small group, showing signs of being self-contained.

"Junior Brother Liu."

Next to my ear, came a slightly cold female voice.

Liu Yu turned his head and saw a female cultivator in a silver military uniform. Who else could it be if it wasn't Senior Sister Li Buyu?
After talking to Jiang Qiushui, he walked towards Li Buyu, cupped his hands and said:

"I've seen my sister."

Looking at this little junior brother, Li Buyu showed a slight smile on his face as cold as ice, and said:
"You are still so polite."

"Junior brother came at a good time, let me introduce you, these are the leaders of this sect."

"You should get to know each other well."

"Who is this"

Li Buyu showed his kindness, changed his haughty appearance when he first met, and introduced a fellow named Jianji.

Indeed, as she said, it is considered "leading".

The cultivation base is generally high, and there are not a few of them in the late stage of foundation establishment. Compared with those that Liu Yu knew as an alchemist, their level is obviously higher.

Liu Yu was a good follower, and under Li Buyu's introduction, he met a famous monk and greeted him politely.

Now he has indeed reached this level.

Whether it is relying on the fierce power of "Old Demon Qingyang" or the credit of "Qingyangzi", it is completely enough.

Even if Li Buyu doesn't introduce them, these monks will get to know each other sooner or later.

Liu Yu was able to become the leader of the Qingfeng team and gained the reputation of Qingyang old devil. In the eyes of these sect leaders, he was indeed barely considered a figure.

All this communication went very smoothly, and there was no bloody plot of face-slapping.

"I've seen you, Senior Sister Bai."

"Liu has been famous for a long time to Senior Sister Bai."

Liu Yu paused for a moment, a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and his expression remained normal.

The female cultivator in white clothes in front of him was exactly the one he had dreamed about in his dreams when he was young.

If I remember correctly, the last time we met was at Zongmen's Sutra Library.

When I was first promoted to Foundation Establishment, 30 or [-] years ago.

"Junior Brother Liu."

Bai Yuxuan was not overly enthusiastic, but just nodded slightly reservedly and said hello.

She looked at the ordinary fellow in front of her, and a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes.

In less than 30 years, he has cultivated from the newly promoted Foundation Establishment to the current state, and judging by his aura, he is not far from the mid-term peak.

What's even more rare is that he was able to become one of the leaders of the Qingfeng team and do many things that the same sects in the late foundation establishment period could not do.

Although Bai Yuxuan was a little curious, she didn't ask any further questions.

She is a traditional female cultivator with a reserved or indifferent personality. She abides by the great defense between men and women and will not get too close to male cultivators.

Not to mention asking about other people's private affairs just because of a few meetings.

The two just chatted for a few words, and Liu Yu got to know another fellow of the Foundation Establishment under the introduction of Li Buyu.

At this moment, his heart was as calm as water.

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(End of this chapter)