Eternal Life: The Emperor Has Gone Mad

Li Yannian controlled Bai Yujing's body and slowly stood up.

The originally shriveled and decayed body gradually swelled and plumped up as his longevity increased, and his cloudy eyes once again shone with divine light.

It didn't take long for him to recover into a rather dashing middle-aged man.

Fish it with five fingers.

A jade sword appeared in his palm.

Buzz!

The green jade sword trembled excitedly, and Li Yannian tried to mobilize the true energy in his body.

feasible!

Although he was unable to use the true meaning of the Transformation God and the sword moves of the Transformation Soul, the divine consciousness and true energy of this body could still be used normally. With the infusion of true energy, the originally dark sword body took on a new look, and the sapphire was flowing with a warm luster. .

"Master, have you recovered from your injuries?"

"kindness."

Li Yannian replied coldly.

The Sapphire Sword didn't take it seriously either. Since Bai Yujing went into seclusion, it had also fallen into a long sleep. In its view, Bai Yujing's abnormalities were just the sequelae of the master's trauma. As long as the master could wield the sword again, it would be nothing. Big!

"Let's go and see the scenery here with me!"

Ding!

The green jade sword made a clear sword sound, responding to Li Yannian's words.

Li Yannian stepped out of the secret room.

The empty loft is suspended above the lake in the middle of the valley.

There are eight green hills in a circle, and a trickle of water winds down from the top of the mountain and merges into the lake in the center. These are all liquid spiritual energy. The conditions of Ningyuan Blessed Land are better than he expected.

He didn't notice it before because of the fight over the body, but now he realized that such a density of spiritual energy was probably half the level of Daxia as a whole.

Li Yannian took a deep breath.

He felt that what he was inhaling was not spiritual energy but streams of spiritual water.

"Such conditions cannot produce a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Li Yannian smiled strangely.

With a sweep of his mind,

The sect formation outside the secret realm has been broken, and dozens of figures are condescendingly scolding the leader of the Jade Sword Pavilion below.

There are two figures hiding in the high sky on the periphery.

"Oh, he only uses ghost tricks."

"This Ningyuan Blessed Land is really unbearable."

Li Yannian disappeared in a flash.

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"Luo Xuan, if you take the initiative to move out, our Longhumen will allocate another hilltop for you to settle down. If you still resist, don't blame us for being rude!" the aloof man said coldly.

"This is the foundation of my Jade Sword Pavilion that has been built for thousands of years. I will never give it to you even if we both die together."

The fat and pale headmaster of Jade Sword Pavilion looked angry.

Although the magic sword in his hand was broken and his clothes were covered with blood, he had no intention of flinching.

Surrounding him were dozens of disciples from the Jade Sword Pavilion, each of them injured, and the one with the highest cultivation level among them had only completed the Foundation Establishment stage, but they were also not afraid, and their eyes were burning with blazing anger.

A trace of regret flashed in Wu Tian's heart.

Although he was ordered to come to destroy the Jade Sword Pavilion's orthodoxy, he still had some admiration for the disciples of the Jade Sword Pavilion.

Although Luo Xuan is not good at management, he is really good at training his disciples.

It's a pity that he is in Jade Sword Pavilion. Whenever the second Jindan real person is born in Jade Sword Pavilion, he will be immediately sent to fight outside the territory to die.

The failure of the foreign expedition in the past was all attributed to Bai Yujing's defeat. This also caused Yujian Pavilion to be burdened with huge debts. A large number of sect's industries were divided up, and the disciples had to go to foreign lands repeatedly. On the front line, kill and repay debts.

"Now Jade Sword Pavilion still has a debt of millions of spirit stones. How do you want to solve it?"

Wu Tian asked calmly,

"If the delivery cannot be made today, then there will be no need for the Jade Sword Pavilion to exist."

"Our Jade Sword Pavilion has the Ancestor of the Transformation God in charge." Luo Xuan replied loudly, "According to the regulations of the Luotian Alliance, the Ancestor of the Transformation God is entitled to the fourth-level spiritual vein enshrinement. If you leave this place, what will you use to enshrine my ancestor."

This is also one of the reasons why Jade Sword Pavilion is able to control the sect's ancestral court.

Even if the rest of the surrounding land is divided up, as long as there is a fourth-level spiritual vein, there is always hope of recovery.

"Gone."

"What?"

A flash of sarcasm flashed across Wu Tian's face, and he said word by word: "Bai Yujing has completely fallen. Jade Sword Pavilion is now nothing more than a Jindan sect, so naturally it is not worthy of enjoying the spiritual veins of this place."

"How dare you talk nonsense!"

Luo Xuanxu was furious.

"Curse the ancestor of the gods, I will never forgive you!"

He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. As soon as he closed his sword, he turned into a purple jade dragon and killed many monks in the sky.

"What a madman!" Seeing this, Wu Tian took action at the same time with the surrounding monks. The power of the four golden elixir monks gathered together and turned into a dragon, tiger and jade Ruyi. Amidst the roar of the tiger and the roar of the dragon, a huge amount of wind and cloud energy gathered, Jade Ruyi collided with the purple jade dragon with a huge force.

Click!

After several fights.

The Purple Jade Dragon's body is covered with many cracks.

"Head!"

The disciples of the Jade Sword Pavilion formed a formation with their swords. In an instant, dozens of spiritual lights flew out from the sculptures of the real masters of the past generations in the Pavilion of the Grand Master. Under the control of the disciples, they also turned into jade dragons and flew high into the sky.

"Stubborn."

"After this time, the power of those clay sculptures will probably be exhausted."

A short, fat man laughed.

Every time they come to collect debts, they will intentionally or unintentionally trample on the bottom line of Jade Sword Pavilion in order to consume the power of these clay sculptures.

It took them nearly a thousand years to go from the original Nascent Soul stage to the current Golden Core stage. The monks who came to collect debts also followed from the Nascent Soul stage to the current Golden Core stage.

"Hey, everyone, come on, there won't be such boring errands in the future."

"With the Jade Sword Pavilion's method of washing jade and refining it, my Longhu Mountain's Seven Treasures Ruyi Jue will definitely be able to go a step further."

The remaining monks in the sky were all Jindan monks, and they each used magic tricks to fight against the Jade Dragons.

Countless light waves flickered in the sky, and the earth, water, fire, and wind circulated back and forth. Although the Jade Sword Pavilion was brave and not afraid of death, its disciples were weak in cultivation after all, and they were quite unable to control the Jade Dragon. Luo Xuan was entangled by Wu Tian and had no time to take care of him.

Defeat is certain.

"Form up a formation and defeat the enemy."

Seeing the right moment, Wu Tian swayed the dragon-tiger jade as he wished.

The wind and cloud energy briefly restrained the purple jade dragon.

Then the power of all the golden elixir monks converged on the dragon, tiger and jade Ruyi, and the figure of the green dragon and white tiger instantly appeared in the boundless storm. In the violent hurricane, dozens of jade dragons were unstable and separated one by one.

"break!"

The huge Ruyi fell directly towards the disciples below.

"No!!!"

Luo Xuan's eyes were completely cracked.

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High in the sky, among colorful clouds.

Two simple old men were playing chess.

"The Jade Sword Pavilion is over."

"It should have been over!"

"What a pity, Yu Jing Sword Master."

"He should be dead long ago."

"You seem to be biased against Jade Sword Pavilion?" The thin old man whispered, "Jade Sword Pavilion is really going to be destroyed, what good will it do to you and me?"

"Can the fourth-level spiritual vein still fall into our hands?"

"He used to be a Taoist flag too!"

The thin old man sighed.

The most precious things like Jade Sword Pavilion will eventually be divided among the three major factions.

If it hadn't been his turn to be the elder on duty of the Luotian League this month, he would never have been willing to join in the trouble.

How much better can your reputation be if you break down the family and destroy the orthodoxy?

What's more, the fox will be sad when the rabbit dies.

Who doesn’t want to go one step further? Which monk doesn't want to advance to become a god, and which sect doesn't want to stand side by side with the three major sects.

The thin old man's name is He Wuyou, and he was born in the White Crane Taoist Palace among the three sects and the twelve sects. The three sects refer to the three major transformation sects of Qingyang, Coffin, and Tianjian, while the twelve sects refer to the twelve Nascent Soul sects. A collective name for each sect, with monks in the late Nascent Soul stage sitting in charge.

In the past, Jade Sword Pavilion was also one of the twelve gates.

These fifteen sects are the most powerful sects in Ningyuan Paradise, and the Luotian Alliance formed by them rules the most elite area of ​​Ningyuan Paradise.

"Bai Yujing is arrogant and ignorant, and Jade Sword Pavilion does not know how to predict the future. It is not natural for him to end up like this."

"If Bai Yujing hadn't advanced rashly, how could he have fallen into the enemy's trap? It was his own fault. If the Jade Sword Pavilion had not been vulnerable, how could the conquest army have fallen into the sand?"

The fat monk sitting opposite the lean old man looked disdainful.

He was also from the Qi Ling Sect among the twelve sects.

"It is the mercy of the three sects to destroy the Taoist lineage today."

The chess piece in the fat monk's hand fell heavily.

"Why!"

He Wuyou sighed inwardly.

His friend didn't think this way in the past.

With such remarks today, I am afraid that the rumor that Qi Ling Sect has taken refuge in Tianjian Palace is not groundless.

After Jade Sword Pavilion, the suppression of the twelve sects by the three sects became more and more severe.

"Did you take the money?"

"What?"

The fat monk suddenly raised his head,

"Old He, are you slandering me?"

"What are you talking about?" He Wuyou looked confused.

"But I'm afraid I can't be a dog if I'm so fat."

"You can only be slaughtered as a pig!"

Another sarcasm flowed past his ears.

"enough!"

The fat monk angrily threw down the chessboard.

He also knew that there were rumors in the outside world nowadays, but he didn't expect that even his long-time chess friends would view him in this way. Looking at He Wuyou with a frightened face, his whole body fat trembled with anger.

"You take care of yourself."

"The power of the three sects cannot be underestimated."

After saying that, he turned around and left, but the smiling figure behind him made him stop suddenly!

"you you you you·····"

Drops of sweat were left behind.

The fat monk's face was wrinkled like a bun.

"Should I die?"

Li Yannian held his sword and asked with a smile,

"Well, talk!"

"No, it shouldn't be." The obese monk trembled. He wanted to run and call for help, but when he looked directly at Bai Yujing, the entire sea of ​​clouds was imprisoned by invisible power. He felt that there was a huge force pressing down on him. on one's own shoulders.

"Since I don't deserve to die, then you are the one who deserves to die!"

Li Yannian slashed with his sword,

"No no no!"

Amidst the screams, strings of fireworks lit up, crackling, crackling, and as the sword edge fell, pieces of spiritual treasures exploded. The opponent was worthy of being from the Weapon Refining Sect. He had so many treasures on his body that there was no need for more. The treasure couldn't stop Li Yannian from casually striking out with his sword.

Peng!

The sword passed through the body.

The fat monk instantly turned into pulp.

His frightened Nascent Soul had just appeared and was shrouded in sleeves by Li Yannian.

"Then the person below is your disciple?"

Li Yannian turned to look at He Wuyou and asked.

"Senior Sword Lord, those are all disciples of the Dragon Tiger Sect and have nothing to do with the White Crane Dao Palace!"

"Tell your elders, if you have taken something from my family over the years, remember to return it with interest."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for coming to ask for it in person."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

He Wuyou was sweating profusely.

He heard the wailing screams of his chess players.

There was a faint glow leaking out of the other party's broad-sleeved robe.

This is draining the soul and refining the spirit!

He Wuyou quietly raised his head and found Li Yannian looking at him with a half-smile, and was immediately frightened to the ground.

"This junior is willing to dedicate all his life savings to the Sword Master!"

Li Yannian didn't expect the other party to be so clever.

He Wuyou also had no idea that this once-famous swordsman would still be alive in the world, and he didn't seem to be injured at all.

Didn't the three major sects say that this person has died?

Damn it!

Could it be that they deliberately set up a trap to make the twelve of us consume each other?

Just when He Wuyou was worried, Li Yannian told him to get lost.

Baihe Taoist Palace has always remained neutral in the impression of its original owner, but Li Yannian felt that the other party was probably quite dissatisfied with the three major sects, so he did not plan to kill him for the time being.

Li Yannian slashed with his sword.

Several rays of sword energy fell towards the Patriarch Hall below.

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"stop!"

Luo Xuan roared loudly.

The purple jade dragon arrived just when the dragon and tiger jade Ruyi was about to hit the disciple. Luo Xuan's dragon body wrapped around him and protected the disciple under him.

"Head!"

Amidst the screams of the disciples, Yu Ruyi hit him hard!

Boom!

The purple dragon instantly shattered.

The huge shock wave even lifted a layer of the land on the top of the mountain.

Luo Xuan could no longer maintain the fusion of human and sword, and was forced to reveal his figure. At this moment, he was in an extremely embarrassed state, with not a single piece of good flesh on his body, and the natal magic sword that had been with him for many years was even broken.

"You...you...are you going to violate the rules set by the three sects and the twelve sects?"

"We really follow the rules!"

"It's you, Jade Sword Pavilion, who are not following the rules."

Wu Tian said coldly,

"Bai Yujing is dead."

After speaking, he took out a scroll, which clearly stated the time and place of Bai Yujing's death. Luo Xuan tremblingly looked at the place where the signature was written. The names of the heads of the three major sects were all on it, and there were also sect seals. Seal stamped.

"This is impossible!!"

"Absolutely impossible!!"

Wu Tian looked at the unbelievable Jade Sword Sect members and sneered in his heart. Although he admired the other party, since the Longhu Sect took over the task of destroying the door and destroying the Tao, he would kill them all.

The jade dragons in the sky were still fighting with the golden elixir monks and had no time to come back for help. Wu Tian raised his hand and was about to wave it down as Ruyi.

Boom!

Dozens of sparks suddenly exploded high in the sky.

Countless flames fell like meteors,

"Desperate?"

"You just disappear together with the jade dragons transformed by the spiritual light of the ancestors!"

He said calmly.

Click!

Suddenly a jade stone fell at his feet, interrupting his words.

Um?

This jade seems a bit familiar.

There are also patterns of auspicious clouds engraved on it.

Wu Tian shuddered, and then another drop of warm liquid splashed on his body. He turned around in disbelief and saw that all his fellow disciples above the sky were dead, and the stone statues of the ancestors of Jade Sword Pavilion were all dead. The extended jade dragon surrounded a middle-aged man.

"Jade Capital Sword Lord!?"

"No, how is this possible?"

Wu Tian's whole body turned into a streak of blood and fled towards the distance.

"Quite decisive."

Li Yannian smiled slightly.

He grabbed it lightly with his palm.

puff!

The massive energy of heaven and earth turned into a big hand and with a gentle squeeze, Wu Tian exploded and dissipated into fireworks.

"Ancestor? Ancestor!!"

Luo Xuan and others looked ecstatic, but before they could say anything, Li Yannian reached out and grabbed them and brought them up to Yun Tou.

"Grandmaster, have you recovered?"

"good!"

All the disciples were ecstatic and burst into tears. Even Luo Xuan couldn't restrain his emotions and burst into tears. How many years, how many years has passed? Generations of masters have fallen. His mentor, his senior brother. They all walked in front of him.

He moved forward with a heavy burden and did not dare to slack off for a day.

Today we finally see the light of day.

The Patriarch appeared before him alive.

"Ancestor, where are we going on this trip?"

"Dragon Tiger Gate."

"Could it be?"

"Yes, I am about to destroy the whole family and break the path."