God rewards hard work: Farming and cultivating immortality

A mysterious place with rippling blue waves and nearby Lingshan Mountain looming in the mist, like a fairyland.

There was a figure sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain. His clothes were torn, his body was covered in bruises, his mouth was bleeding, and even one of his arms was missing.

Two figures appeared in the sky, shouting down: "As expected of Taoist Taoist Xiaoyao who is proficient in divination. I didn't expect that you would encounter this natural formation when you were about to die..."

"Could it be that you expected this?"

"However, it doesn't matter. Your disciples and disciples will die and be scattered..."

"The sect we have worked so hard to build, but now you are the only one left, why don't you surrender to us."

"With your high-grade true elixir qualifications, you will definitely be able to make a difference!"

Master Xiaoyao on the top of the mountain showed a smile. Even in such a tragic situation, he remained calm and calm, as if everything was under control.

It was this attitude that really made Zhang Hao and Chen Chen unhappy.

"Haha, since my Taoist friends know my ability in divination, why should I use lies to provoke me?"

Then he kept silent and An Ran recovered from his injuries in full view of the two of them.

Such behavior is simply not taking the two of them seriously.

Especially since the two of them were seniors who formed pills earlier than Xiaoyao Zhenren, they couldn't bear to be ignored by such a backward generation.

"Humph, you are really shameless!"

"I wanted to give you a chance, but in this case, there is no need to talk about all that! As soon as this formation is broken, you will fall!"

"Attack me!"

In an instant, countless spells were activated from the surroundings and attacked where Master Xiaoyao was.

Obviously, the other party has already made arrangements. Even if Xiaoyao Zhenren just surrenders, he may not be able to gain any benefits.

Many spells fell down, but were blocked by a transparent barrier...

"Hmph, a low-level natural formation of the third level will definitely not be able to last long when faced with the cooperation of two real people who form pills. Let's see how you run away then!"

After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he summoned the dragon puppet, and together with Chen Chen, gathered strength to attack the downward formation.

Facing attacks from almost three Jiedan masters, this formation will never be safe.

The formation fluctuated violently and was in danger.

But Master Xiaoyao didn't panic, and even the broken arm grew back, but the new skin was slightly different from other parts.

After doing this, do the math.

"The auspicious time has come, see you all..."

After saying that, a crack in the void suddenly appeared where he was, swallowing him whole and disappearing.

The moment after he completely disappeared, several attacks fell, leveling the spiritual mountain.

Zhang Hao looked ugly and gritted his teeth, "Damn it, why is there a void crack here?!"

Chen Chen dragged his body after a long battle and panted slightly: "The boys from the Lu family have received good news. They stopped the other party's attempt to escape using the teleportation array."

"When he was about to teleport, he detonated the space talisman, interfering with the teleportation, and watched with his own eyes as the other party was drawn into the void crack..."

"This has cost a lot, and I hope the headquarters will reimburse..."

Zhang Hao looked extremely ugly after hearing the news, and there was a chill all over his body, making people afraid to come close.

Although this place is quite far away from the teleportation array, for the world, space explosion affects the whole body.

Just like a butterfly flapping its wings, it forms a storm in the distance.

It will also cause void cracks in many places.

And one of them happened to be at this very moment, making it hard not to suspect that it was the handiwork of Master Xiaoyao.

I'm afraid he will be fine early in the morning, otherwise why would he escape all the way and end up here, and there happens to be a natural formation that blocks everyone from approaching...

None of this mattered to Zhang Hao. What really annoyed him was that he failed to achieve even an inch of success this time.

He was escaped three times, one of which was traced back to his own hand.

It was because he wanted that boy from the Lu family to be defeated, or worse, to die directly, so he specially approved his application for the monster troop and the use of the 'Luo Yuling Map'...

Unexpectedly, the other party actually made a great achievement, not only preventing the other party from escaping, but also getting him involved in the void crack.

In that kind of place, even Master Jie Dan has a hard time finding a way out. Anyone below Jie Dan who gets involved can basically be sentenced to death...

Not only that, but it actually affected him over thousands of miles away...

The two real men accomplished nothing, but they made great achievements as a junior.

As long as the other family is not stupid, they will seize this point and make a big publicity. He, the person in charge, will not be held accountable...

The fact has been established, and there is nothing more we can do to think about it. It is better to think about how to face the boss...

Zhang Hao turned around and said to his men expressionlessly:

"Go home!"

"In addition, I would like to ask Lu Shiming why he discovered the enemy's traces and did not report it to me, but chose to act without authorization?!"

"If there is no reasonable explanation, it will be a serious mistake of delaying military flights and disobeying military orders!"

The surrounding subordinates took the order and left, and a struggle for power began, which had nothing to do with Jiang Lan and others.

…

In a huge square, there is a huge stone monument.

There are many words densely engraved on it.

As immortal cultivators, they can clearly see the contents recorded on it.

[Gu Kangkun: He is 86 years old. He is at the ninth level of Qi training and is an elder of the outer sect of the Xiaoyao sect. Participated in the battle of Xiaoyao Sect, killed 45 enemies, cut off his comrades from behind, and died at the hands of the enemy...]

[Ou Ye: 79 years old, Qi training level 9, an outer elder of the Flame Sect, died in the battle of the Flame Sect...]

[Xu Huadie: 56 years old, Qi training level 8, an outer elder of the Miaoyin Pavilion, died in the decisive battle between the three sects...]

[Wang Li: 34 years old, Qi training level 6...]

These are the monks of the three sects who died in this disaster.

They gave their lives for this war and laid the foundation for the subsequent victory.

Their life and achievements have turned into this short words, which are engraved in a corner of this monument.

For their descendants to see...

On this square, all the people in the "Ten Thousand Spirits Scroll" gathered!

They looked at the monument, some were silent, some were in tears, and sobbed softly.

Even in this illusory world, the sun is shining and the weather is fine.

But the deep sorrow and hatred linger in everyone's heart.

They hated their enemies for their brutality, blamed themselves for their lack of strength, and mourned the loss of their loved ones...

"Ting, ting, ting..."

The sound of a zither sounded, followed by drums, flutes, and many other instruments.

They played a beautiful piece of music together, with sadness, farewell, relief, and motivation.

This is a piece of music that everyone in the three sects knows well, and it was specially composed for funerals.

Now, under the performance of the fairies of Miaoyin Pavilion, the sadness in everyone's hearts was gradually soothed...

Everyone looked up at the sky, where several figures were soaring in the clouds.

It was Jiang Lan and a group of foundation-building cultivators.

Bai Jixin was the first to step out, and his clear voice spread all around.

"The three sects suffered a great disaster. Fortunately, many fellow practitioners sacrificed their lives to ensure our safety today."

"Their surnames and names should be remembered by us, and their achievements and honors should be publicized by us!"

Speaking of this, Bai Jixin paused, looked at the people below, took a deep breath, and chanted slowly:

"Lin Zhisheng, the leader of the Lingzhi Peak of the Xiaoyao Sect, a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, sacrificed his life to accelerate the birth of a Jindan Zhenren in our three sects, laying the most solid foundation for this victory!"

"Jiang Qing, the leader of the Lingshou Peak of the Xiaoyao Sect, a mid-stage foundation-building cultivator, blocked the gun with his body, bought time for the decisive sword, and turned the situation around. He made an indelible contribution!"

"Sun Ting, the leader of the Miaoyin Pavilion, a late-stage foundation-building cultivator..."

Bai Jixin narrated calmly, occasionally excited, as if he brought everyone back to that tragic battle.

Everyone listened quietly and remembered silently until an hour later.

Only then did he finish reciting the great and small war achievements of the monks who died in this battle.

After Bai Jixin finished speaking, he retreated, and Jiang Lan stepped forward.

He did not say anything else, raised his hand to summon the ‘Dragon and Phoenix Box’, pinched his fingers and chanted:

“The road to the underworld begins here, calling you back, and saying goodbye to the afterlife!”

From nowhere, an inexplicable force floated, and they gathered into a series of illusory figures, who were those who died in the war.

Standing on the urns under the giant monument, they looked at the living from afar...

At this moment, everyone in the audience couldn’t hold it back, including the foundation-building monks.

Su Zhi was the first to cry out: “Ancestor, 555, it is our incompetence that caused the destruction of the Flame Gate…”

The Flame Gate Ancestor had a kind face, and wanted to comfort him, but found that he could not make a sound or touch him.

Not only him, but others too...

After about ten minutes, Jiang Lan spoke again, "Everyone, please!"

The illusory figures nodded, and under the gaze of everyone, they stepped into the gate of the netherworld in an orderly manner.

As the last person entered, the gate closed and disappeared.

It was unthinkable to meet again and say goodbye after death.

And Jiang Lan did it!

This large-scale sacrifice, like a seed, fell into the hearts of the people, and turned into a consciousness that sprouted in their hearts.

A new force was born here, and when someone named it——

Jiang Lan's loud voice spread to every corner of the square, and he said:

"Inherit the will of the predecessors and walk the long road of cultivation."

"Why do we embark on the road of cultivation? Isn't everything for the sake of 'free and easy'?"

"Here, I would like to establish a sect, unite the Tao, and walk this road of cultivation together. Are you willing?"

A phantom of a scroll slowly unfolded, and contracts emerged on it.

Obviously, Jiang Lan is different from other sects. Anyone who joins the sect must sign a contract to prevent intrigue in the future.

Everyone understood, but there was no hesitation. The answer in their hearts was ready to come out: "I wish!"

As their voices rang out, their names appeared on it.

"Then, our sect will be called 'Xiaoyao Xianzong'!"

"I hope you all get what you wish for, and be free and easy in the world!"

The name of Xiaoyao Xianzong appeared on the scroll, and everyone felt it in their hearts, and the contract was made!

"Oh!"

In an instant, warm cheers broke out in the square to celebrate this moment!

Under the giant monument, the martyrs said goodbye, and the sect was established.

At this point, the 'Xiaoyao Xianzong' that resounded throughout the Xianling Continent was established here!