Cultivation starts with time management

"If I have the strength of an immortal, how will Fellow Daoist Wei treat me?" Jiang Lian asked casually.

"Yeah." Wei Dongliu thought carefully, and then replied, "I'll keep it at a respectful distance."

"Eh?" Jiang Lian asked strangely, "Why?"

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Wei is the kind of man with strong self-esteem, who doesn't allow the strength of the person next to him to surpass him?"

"That's not true." Wei Dongliu wanted to clarify again, "We are really not related to the people who sleep next to us", but in order to maintain the identity of the mysterious person, it is not easy to get entangled in these words, and suddenly had an idea, and smiled lightly , "Every immortal in this world has its own destiny."

"If there is one more immortal for no reason, then all the fates in the world will be completely changed, and this new immortal will inevitably become the center of all changes, like a whirlpool of dark tides."

"So if this person is fellow Daoist Jiang, I can only retreat from you for the time being. After seeing all the changes in fate and understanding how to deal with the follow-up, I can be more calm in the follow-up."

The profound riddles he learned from the Taoist Luo of Hell Daoist successfully stunned Jiang Li'an.

The witch chewed on the meaning a little bit, and wanted to hear what Mojun Wei said, which seemed to mean that he wanted to use the world as a chessboard, all living beings as chess pieces, and me as an uncontrollable chess piece, which would disrupt his original deployment.

Interesting, really interesting, let me see what kind of chess game you want to play!

"Friend Daoist Wei." She called out crisply.

"What's wrong?" Wei Dongliu asked gently.

Jiang Lian hugged his arm again, leaned against him, and said delicately:

"If you want to leave a child in this world..."

"...The little girl is daring and wants to watch it carefully."

Chapter 32 Mortal life, greatness again!

By the time Wei Dongliu and Jiang Lian arrived at Shushan, the war had already been going on for some time.

If you look at the historical record, Shushan Sword Immortal wins more and loses less, and it is obviously better in the confrontation.

If you think about it from Duizi's point of view, since it is a public fight, for every sword fairy killed in Shushan, four or five monks of the Demon Cult may die.

But on the one hand, the Zongmen's resources for cultivating these four or five demon cultivators are not much less than cultivating a Shushan Sword Immortal—not everyone is as self-reliant as Qingluofeng.

On the other hand, if we continue to work hard like this, when Shushan is seriously injured, Mo Dao's side may not even be considered injured.

Therefore, the atmosphere on the Shushan side became more and more anxious day by day, so that when Wei Dongliu arrived at the main formation of the Demon Cult, he saw a Jindan Daoist from Ziyun Peak performing the Dao method on the sword.

The dark gray sword light turned into a shield, firmly covering his whole body.The other flying sword is slowly chasing and killing the demonic monks on the opposite side, making it clear that safety is the top priority and grinding the opponent to death with the least risk.

Being able to force the Shushan Sword Immortal, who has always been belligerent, to adopt this wretched and life-saving style of play shows that the situation of Shushan itself is not very optimistic.

On the Mo Dao side, everyone rejoiced and thought that "the situation is very good", but the senior management saw that the ancestors were worried, and knew that the current situation was not as good as the ancestors expected.

As for the worries of the ancestors of the immortals, it is naturally because the spies on the other side of Shushan have never obtained the news of the Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword.

The Absolute Immortal Sword resounded on the plateau. At that time, Mount Shu was in a battle with Shura Dao, and there was a high probability that the Absolute Immortal Sword of Ten Thousand Phases would fall into the hands of someone from these two sects.

If any monk succeeds, in this fierce war period, he may be sent by the sect to fight at any time, so in order to improve his strength as soon as possible to protect himself, he will definitely be forced to recognize the master as soon as possible.

The harder the Juexian Sword resists, the easier it is to resonate with the Three Swords of Jiejiao, further pointing out the direction for the ancestors of the immortals.

However, the fact is that the Heavenly Demon Execution Sword, the Nine Nether Slaughter Immortal Sword, and the Blood Sea Sinking Immortal Sword have not received any response from the Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword.

In other words, either the other party endured it and did not start refining the Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword;

Or... the other party's supernatural powers make it impossible for the Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword to contact the outside world.

Of course, there are other relatively small possibilities, such as Wanxiangjue Xianjian successfully broke free and escaped without being captured by anyone-naturally, he will not contact Jiejiao Sanjian again.

For another example, Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword directly recognizes its owner, so of course it is impossible to betray the owner and contact the outside world.

There are countless possibilities, and the ancestors can't rule them out one by one. At the moment, they can only do their best to obey the destiny and hope that the situation will turn around as soon as possible.

When Wei Dongliu found the ancestor of Xuehai, he saw the skinny old man nestling in a mountain temple in the mountains, kneeling on the futon, muttering words, silently chanting some secret secret... arts.

The Patriarch Xuehai, who practiced Taoism and Buddhism at the same time, is using an extremely difficult secret method of Buddhist calculation called "Fate Mastery", which can be regarded as the past karma of all living beings.

Naturally, Wei Dongliu couldn't recognize him, so he just stood silently outside the door and waited.

Seeing that he was so bored, Jiang Li didn't know how long he would have to wait, so he ran away in a hurry - and came back to look for Wei Mojun after he finished his work.

Soon, the ancestor of Xuehai didn't figure out the whereabouts of Wanxiangjue Xianjian, but he figured out that Wei Dongliu was waiting outside the door, so he sighed and said:

"come in."

"Old Ancestor." Wei Dong said in a salute, "I don't know why many fellows of the Demon Cult gathered here, what are they doing? Is it to attack the Shangqing School in Shushan?"

If it was really for the purpose of attacking Mount Shu, they would definitely use everything to their advantage, and they would never send people up to compete every day like this... Can the competition be compared to the destruction of the Shu Mountain?Wei Dongliu's motivation for asking this question is very sufficient.

Patriarch Xuehai glanced at him, but he didn't intend to hide it from him, he just said lightly:

"Not long ago, we considered that the Immortal Sword of Wanxiangjue came out and was unearthed in the southwest of Shenzhou, so this Shushan Mountain is the main object of suspicion."

Of course, he didn't say that "Sura Dao is also a key monitoring target", but simply explained "the motive for besieging Shushan" as "suspecting that the Juexian sword fell into the hands of Shushan".

"Wanxiangjuexianjian?" Wei Dongliu asked in surprise, "Could it be the Wanxiangjuexianjian that taught the Four Swords in the past?"

"Exactly." Patriarch Xuehai said with a depressed heart, "The Immortal Sword of Ten Thousand Phases disappeared long after the Jiejiao was defeated in the past. Now that it has been unearthed and published, we must not let it fall into the hands of Shushan. We must do it as soon as possible." Get it back."

Of course, it won't work if it falls into the hands of those monks of Shura Dao.This cannot be said publicly.

"What about the appearance of the Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword?" Wei Dongliu asked seriously.

Seeing that he wanted to share his worries, Patriarch Xuehai felt warm in his heart, so he said patiently:

"The Juexian sword is roughly the same as the other three swords of Jiejiao. The sword is three feet six inches long and dark gray in color. There are sawtooth distribution on both sides of the sword body, and it looks like a simple and vicissitudes of life."

"What kind of vicissitudes of life?" Wei Dongliu took out the Wanxiangjuexian sword, "Is it like this?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." The ancestor of Xuehai glanced at it, and said casually, "Its surface is so dull, like old iron..."

Then, his words stopped abruptly, like a duck being strangled by the throat.

Wei Dongliu secretly laughed in his heart, but said:

"That's very good. The junior just happened to travel to the plateau the day before yesterday. When he saw this sword passing through the sky, he rushed up and captured it."

"I also ask the ancestors to help the younger generation watch it."

The Patriarch Xuehai tremblingly caressed the blade of the Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword, as if he had never thought that he could get it back like this.

Until the Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword made an angry clanging sound, and used sword energy to bounce off the bird claws of the Blood Sea Patriarch.

"You, why didn't you say it earlier!" Patriarch Xuehai was furious, "Do you want to see jokes about us old bones?"

If it were an ordinary monk, he would definitely think that Patriarch Xuehai took the opportunity to get angry and wanted to take the sword forcibly—of course, Wei Dongliu was also included.

But Wei Dongliu confirmed the history from the Kunlun line, and knew that the ancestor of Xuehai finally provided shelter for Wei Dongliu holding the sword, so he said calmly:

"That's not the intention at all, it's just a sudden emergency, and I went to the East China Sea."

The blood sea patriarch stared at him tightly, his lips twitched, and he used the Fate Pass again.

Well, I'm not lying, I just came back from the East China Sea.

Thinking about it carefully, he handed over the Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword so generously, he made it clear that he was not worried that I would snatch it by force.

Boy Wei trusts the old man so much, if the old man gets entangled in details instead, wouldn't he be laughed at by the world?

Thinking of this, and then thinking about the second of the Four Swords of Intercepting Teaching in Fansheng Dao, Patriarch Xuehai couldn't help laughing out loud:

"Good! Good! Good! Boy Wei, you did a good job this time!"

Wei Dongliu was speechless, thinking where did he hear this praise?

Are the words and sentences commonly used among you immortals so poor?

Chapter 33 Eat a Fairy

Sure enough, just like the observed history, the ancestor of Xuehai returned the Wanxiangjue Immortal Sword to Wei Dongliu, although he was reluctant to part with it.

"You guessed right, this is the Wanxiangjuexian Sword." He said with a leisurely sigh, "Among the four swords of Jiejiao, Wanxiangjuexianjian is the best at changing. After setting up the Zhuxianjian formation, the sword energy in the formation changes. It is controlled by this sword."

"Since the Interpretation War, the Wanxiangjuexian Sword is different from the other three swords, and has never been found by us. Therefore, the Zhuxian Sword Formation has never been complete, otherwise it would not have been so easily cracked by Kunlun last time."

"In this case, this sword should be kept by the ancestor." Wei Dongliu said indifferently.

"How dare you test this old man?" Xuehai Patriarch said displeasedly, "Since this Wanxiangjue Xianjian recognizes you as the master, can I still ignore its wishes and forcibly snatch it from you?"

"Actually, it's because even if it is forcibly seized, it will be difficult for it to recognize the master in a short time." Qingping Jian complained.

"The moral character of the ancestor is a role model for the younger generation." Wei Dongliu was finally moved.

Seeing that the expression on his face did not seem to be fake, Patriarch Xuehai's expression eased, he got up and said:

"Come with me."

"Where is the ancestor going?"

"Hmph." The Blood Sea Patriarch sneered in a low voice, "Of course I'm going to help you eliminate future troubles... Do you think anyone can accept the Immortal Sword of Wanxiangjue in your hands?"

The two left the mountain temple and flew in the direction of other Demon Cult camps.

……

Rewind the time to when Wei Dongliu was still waiting outside the mountain temple.

Seeing that he seemed to be planning to wait outside, Jiang Lian was a little bored, so he found a reason to run away.

Of course, if it was the former Jiang Lifan, he would have waited outside with Wei Dongliu respectfully, and then made a good face in front of the blood sea ancestor.

But today's Jiang Li'an is no longer the kind of weak monk who needs to carefully curry favor with immortals.

"Sister." Lichou emerged from her side, "It's so boring, why don't we go back?"

"No." Jiang Li said with a dark smile, "You must stay with me in the lower realm."

For the demons, the lower realm is really a very boring place except for the abundance of food—it is far less comfortable than Tianlai, the sixth world of desire, which is full of all kinds of sounds, colors, illusions, and pleasures.

To use an analogy, it’s like a person who is used to computers, mobile phones and the Internet, who occasionally travels in ancient times where there is nothing...it will soon become boring.

"But it's really boring!" Li Hen also complained, "There's no fun at all, the only thing that's interesting is brother-in-law, but sister, you won't let us play with him..."

Before the words fell, Li Hen's head exploded again.

"Why did my sister kill the nest again!"

"I told you, he, you can't move." Jiang Li said quietly.

"So others can move?" Lichou immediately grasped the key point keenly, "Sister, have you been in any sect before? What is it called... Tianmo Dao?"

"Yes, so?" Jiang Li raised his eyebrows secretly.

"Why don't we go to Tianmo Dao, eat the immortals sent by the town, and then pretend to be immortals and manipulate the entire sect behind the scenes, how about that?" Li Sorrow said happily.

"Manipulating the sect?" Jiang Li secretly showed an extremely bored expression, "You don't know how troublesome and boring it is to train disciples and manage the sect..."

"We really don't know." Lichou and Lihen said in unison.

"Okay." Jiang Li thought to himself that he couldn't really treat the two younger sisters like dogs... just guard the door and don't give meat, the dog even knows how to bark a few times!

At the residence of the Heavenly Demon Dao, Zizai Patriarch is concentrating on cultivating the Heavenly Demon in front of the altar.

This time, the "Blood Marrow Confused Heart Demon" is going to be practiced. It is a high-level heavenly demon that she sacrificed tens of thousands of mortals to seduce the lower world. She must not let this demon return to the sky after eating enough.

From the outside, the Blood Marrow Mind Demon looks like a ball covered in spikes, with countless human faces hidden between the spikes, and its whole body is shrouded in a scarlet mist.

There is a sweet fragrance in the mist, and ordinary monks will be dizzy and intoxicated immediately after smelling it, and their bodies cannot move automatically, and then they will be eaten up by the blood marrow obsessed mind demon.

However, the bloody cloud at this time was firmly locked in by the rune formation around the altar, unable to escape at all.

Patriarch Zizai is still performing Taoism, continuously siphoning the clouds and mist out of it.

As the clouds become less and less, the blood marrow obsessed demon trapped in them will have to spontaneously spit out more blood-colored clouds, and even squeeze the origin of the demons... If things go on like this, it will be a matter of time before they succumb.

The Blood Marrow Mind Demon fell to the ground, expanding and contracting as if panting. Suddenly, it jumped up and smashed hard against the barriers around the altar.

In vain, the altar stood still.

As long as the experienced monks of the Heavenly Demon Dao confronted the Heavenly Demon, as long as they were not high-sighted and overconfident monks, they basically took advantage of it. Trap means, and a monk who has been preparing for a long time is watching, it is [-]% impossible to escape.

Jiang Lian and his two younger sisters quietly came to the side of the altar without being noticed by any monks.

This day demon is the best at illusion, even the immortals can't recognize it. How about saying "the evil of all dharmas is the most harmful to the mind"?

"So this old woman is the immortal of the Tianmo Dao?" Li Hen asked first.

"Probably." Jiang Lian replied casually.