ah? The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Nine Yang Sect, Seven Cliffs.

With the cliff peak as the point, they formed a huge protective magic circle. If there was any disturbance, they would be startled from their meditation and practice, and at the same time, the sect master, the Immortal Alliance and the Wuliang Sect would be notified as quickly as possible.

"If you ask me, we shouldn't let the people from Wuliang Sect stay here at all," Elder Cong Huan said to the nearest Venerable Yuan Ming from a distance, "Why should we let them interfere in the affairs of our Jiuyang Sect? If Wuliang Sect was really that capable, Wuliang Miyuan wouldn't have been sealed off for more than two months!"

Sword cultivators are all arrogant. Any sword cultivator from the number one sword sect in the world would be able to look down on the world.

Even though they have a good relationship with Wuliang Sect on a normal day and often share what they have with each other, when it comes time to show their real abilities, the Nine Yang Sect cultivators all think - if even we can't handle something, then it's all in vain for you, the Wuliang Sect, to come and do nothing!

This time the matter was of great importance, so the leader of the Nine Yang Sect agreed to the proposal of the Wuliang Sect's top leaders to come and stay temporarily to reinforce the magic circle.

The seven cliff masters and many elders also have different opinions on this.

In general, more people believe that the overall situation should be given priority.

Among the seven cliff masters, only Venerable Yuanming and Elder Conghuan shared the same views, so they were able to talk to each other more easily.

On the Cliff of Questioning the Heart, he was wearing a white robe and leaning against the Fire-controlling Sword with a frown on his face.

Unlike other elders who were meditating alone, his most beloved disciple Ming Zhi sat beside him. With the help of a ray of true energy that overflowed from him, he guided her to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth more efficiently.

Venerable Yuanming: “Yes.”

"..."

Elder Cong Huan was speechless.

It turned out that after he said two whole sentences, this person just replied with "hmm", making him seem like his subordinate!

However, the other cliff masters disagreed with his opinion, and there was also the risk of reporting to the sect master. The only one who could discuss this matter with Elder Conghuan was Venerable Yuanming, so he continued:

"This time... that person's target should be the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts."

The implication of Elder Cong Huan's words was too obvious, and Venerable Yuan Ming remained silent.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Elder Cong Huan could only make his words clearer: "Isn't that kid Su Yan in there? Do you want him to come out first?"

"No need."

Venerable Yuan Ming frowned slightly, "Once he has figured it out, he will come out on his own. Do you want the master to ask the disciple to come out? I didn't stop his fellow apprentices from sending him elixirs, which was already a kindness to him."

The Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts is one of the rare and strange places in Pingyun Continent.

The remains of the white tiger, an ancient mythical beast in charge of killing and wind, lies sleeping here.

Because of its favor, Su Yan understood a little of the Tiger God's true meaning and looked down upon his peers.

He should be proud of himself.

More than one elder's true disciples were able to enter the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts to try their luck, but he happened to be able to catch a glimpse of the white tiger. Regardless of whether he was lucky or really had strength and talent, it was enough to arouse envy.

However, ever since the Immortal Alliance Competition, this proud child has been devastated and has been secluded and addicted to drugs.

He wanted to drink to death.

But let alone liquor, even medical alcohol that can light a fire could not affect his sobriety at all, so he sneaked into the Alchemy Peak and forcibly "bought" some rare poisons used for alchemy, and ate them directly without processing, allowing many poisons to flow into his meridians, causing chaos in his meridians and his sea of ​​consciousness to fall into a storm that lasted for years.

The elder of Alchemy Peak was angry and anxious when he took the high-quality spirit stones left by Su Yan, but he did not pursue the matter for the sake of his fellow disciples and his appreciation for talent. He only indirectly advised Venerable Yuan Ming to care more about his disciple and not let him be trapped by his inner demons.

Even though all the monks in the world are vying to be the best, practicing and attaining enlightenment is more up to the individual.

He had never even spared a glance to his Fourth Junior Sister before, so why was he now obsessed with finding out about her and trying to compete with her? The Master was also responsible for the loss of a talented person in the sect.

Did Venerable Yuan Ming listen to the advice of the elders from Alchemy Peak?

He just felt that Su Yan was annoying. He was not as worry-free as before, and yet he was not as outstanding as before and made him proud.

Venerable Yuan Ming watched Su Yan's self-abandonment with cold eyes. It was not until the sect master came to inquire about the matter that he went straight into his room, packed him up and stuffed him into the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts, asking him to practice inside. He would only release him when he understood clearly. He had set a restriction on Su Yan, and only when he completely let go of the matter of crossing the galaxy could he leave the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Ming Zhi had some complaints about this matter. She vaguely felt that the master had been very happy to see the eldest senior brother targeting and suppressing Du Xinghe in the Immortal Alliance competition, and now he wanted him to let it go because he thought his attitude was shameful.

But she was used to observing people's words and expressions, so she would not say anything and make her master unhappy.

At most, he could secretly send some tranquilizing pills obtained from Brother Qingyue into the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts to the eldest senior brother as supplies.

After the eldest senior brother was rejected, she became even more favored by the master.

Of course, from the perspective of others, it was no different from usual - wherever Venerable Yuanming of Wenxin Cliff went, he always took his female disciple with him who had water spiritual roots. Even when he went to dangerous places where he couldn't bring others along, he would bring back some rare and precious souvenirs for her to enjoy or use.

It is only because of her water spiritual roots that many people believe that she is the future Taoist partner of Master Yuanming, and that is why she is loved and pampered so much.

His best disciple is still Su Yan.

——Even though Su Yan was devastated by Du Xinghe, there was no one stronger than him among his peers, except for Du Xinghe.

No one except himself really looked down on him for this.

But, cultivation...

The most important thing is your state of mind.

He actually tried to completely deny the existence of Du Xinghe like his second junior brother did, pretending to have forgotten about it, and pretending to be stupid when others mentioned it. He also tried to motivate himself with other words - at worst, at worst, he will be the challenger this time, and he will definitely be able to beat Du Xinghe! But after a short period of recovery, there was another longer period of descent, like sinking into the eternal night.

Coincidentally, the same thing happened to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts again.

Everyone thought that the next target of this uninvited guest would be the Nine Yang Sect.

The day before yesterday, Ming Zhiyi secretly passed the message in, lit a fire near the entrance of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts, grabbed two handfuls of spiritual rice and put them in a small pot, stirred it with chopsticks, and cooked a bowl of white porridge for the eldest brother.

The response I got was...

“I can’t get out.”

"Unless she dies, I can't get out of this, Junior Sister."

In the empty Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts, Su Yan walked back and forth for a long time. He had a token on him to communicate with his fellow disciples and sisters, and he could also ask for help from the outside world at any time. Even if he wanted, the sect master and elders could ask Venerable Yuan Ming to plead for him.

But he didn't want to.

"It's nice here, there's no one else."

Su Yan comforted Ming Zhi in return: "It's a good place to practice quietly... Didn't Master say that my heart is not calm enough? After staying for a few more years, it should be calm. If the person you mentioned wants to come, then let him come. What kind of swordsman would I be if I retreat at the last minute? If he kills me, then I can still have the reputation of defending the sect's secret place to the death."

At the end, there was even a smile in his words.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ming Zhi thought, however, that the eldest senior brother did not even dare to imagine that he would suddenly have an epiphany and transcend the galaxy, but instead wanted her to perish, to die inexplicably.

Does it sound good to be called the one who guards the sect’s secret place to the death?

Between staying alive and saving face, Ming Zhi would choose the latter without hesitation.

Just like this time, the Jiuyang Sect moved out many of its treasures, and the sect master and the elders stayed in the sect, not only guarding the sect strictly, but also making preparations for a major war. She was very foresighted and accepted the mission to go to Yeying Mountain Villa to eliminate monsters, and then accompanied her master in meditation for a day, and then went down the mountain to avoid the limelight.

Ming Zhi was really afraid of a fight. This powerful man, who even the Immortal Alliance couldn't do anything to him, could easily cast a range-killing spell and harm her.

You have to know that if high-level cultivators really start fighting, it’s not like the people around them can escape just because they have low cultivation and insignificant status.

She didn't want to die, didn't want to be a martyr for her clan.

If a good death is worse than a miserable life is a belief, then Mingzhi must be the most loyal believer.

Just like when she was attacked and seriously injured by a pack of wolves on the snowy mountains, it was because of her obsession to survive that she grabbed the hand that Du Xinghe extended to her.

"Junior sister, what are you thinking about?" Su Yan asked when he saw her absent-minded.

"Thinking about her."

Seeing that the eldest brother's expression dimmed for a moment, Ming Zhi knew that he had said the wrong thing.

Su Yan drank all the spiritual rice porridge she cooked and said bluntly: "She went to Xuanguo Sword Palace. The chances of you seeing her again within a hundred years are not high."

The eldest senior brother is really well-informed.

In their conversation, there was no need to even mention Du Xinghe's full name.

Just one word "her" and I understand.

Ming Zhi doesn't like this feeling——

She recalled the time when Du Xinghe saved her life again during the Immortal Alliance Competition.

She should move forward, but everyone is talking about Du Xinghe. It was only recently that a mysterious person attacked the three major sects one after another that everyone temporarily forgot about her and started talking about this mysterious person instead.

Ming Zhi calculated the time, opened his eyes, and whispered to Master Yuan Ming: "Master, I should set off to Yeying Villa to exorcise the demon."

The rosy clouds burned through the sky, and the golden crow sank little by little.

The rosy glow dyed the mountaintops with warm colors, and soon, it would become completely dark, and the lights of the Nine Yang Sect would light up naturally on time - the residents of Jinwu City often said that when the sun in the sky sets, it is the turn of the Nine Yang Sect to rise.

As soon as she finished speaking, a strong white light illuminated the entire Nine Yang Sect as if the sky had suddenly been brightened!

It's not the light that spreads inch by inch.

Instead, it was a giant golden net that shone with extreme dominance.

Just like in Greek mythology, Midas's hand that turned stone into gold gently touched the Nine Yang Sect in mid-air.

In an instant, everything he saw was golden light.

"So arrogant!?"

Elder Huan’s astonished voice could be heard from far away.

They all felt that given the Nine Yang Sect's reputation and the fact that they had made sufficient preparations in advance, this person would be somewhat fearful and should at least keep a low profile and disguise themselves.

Unexpectedly, he did the opposite and didn't even want to act.

Not only is it upright, but it is also more grand than ever.

When the white light filled 100% of his vision, Ming Zhi was thinking -

She was ready to go down the mountain, but she still couldn't escape! ?