Longevity And Romance Begin With The Redemption Of A Good Family

As the sky grew dark, Lu Yu returned to Fengwu Xianju.

Night fell.

A gentle breeze swept through the courtyard of the immortal tower.

Feeling restless, Lu Yu called Qin Qingrou and Bai Lanshan to the courtyard to drink and relax.

As they drank into the late night, a cold wind suddenly blew.

Qin Qingrou held up the spirit wine and looked at the full moon in the sky, her expression changing slightly.

Originally round, the moon suddenly had a gap, and as the gap grew larger, the bright courtyard dimmed.

She suddenly recalled with some sadness, "When I was young, my mother said that whenever there is a lunar eclipse, a powerful cultivator would fall."

"If it's a total lunar eclipse, I'm afraid the whole world would face a catastrophe."

Lu Yu smiled and said, "Lunar eclipses are actually a longer cycle phenomenon."

He knew that in this troubled autumn, Qin Qingrou couldn't help but reminisce about the past.

Seeing that they had almost finished the spirit wine, Lu Yu spoke again, "Qingrou, Lanshan, it's easier to do things in the dark. Let's go inside quickly."

Qin Qingrou and Bai Lanshan looked at Lu Yu and saw the smile on his face.

Both women knew what their husband was thinking. Recently, they had seen him under increasing pressure, and the only way they could help was to have some relaxed and enjoyable moments with him in the dark.

Qin Qingrou pretended to be innocent and smiled, "Husband, what important matter do you need our help with?"

"I wonder if you want me to help you first, or should Lanshan help you?"

Even Bai Lanshan blushed when she heard this. Did these two think she was a clueless three-year-old?

Lu Yu reached out and embraced the two women's waists, leading them towards the immortal tower.

"It doesn't matter who helps first, let's all help together."

Boom!

Just as the three were about to enter the immortal tower, a thunderous sound suddenly came from the distant sky.

Even the courtyard of the immortal tower trembled.

Lu Yu looked towards the distant horizon, where purple thunder rumbled and large patches of calamity clouds flashed.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

"Oh no! It's coming from the direction of the secret treasure in the depths of the Holy Spirit Mountain!"

He let go of the two women and took out two sound transmission jade slips. One could contact Liu the shopkeeper, while the other could contact Jiang Yuru.

Just as he took out the jade slips, one of them flickered and buzzed.

At the same time.

A huge pillar of light rose from the forbidden formation surrounding the villages on the outskirts of the Holy Spirit Mountain, illuminating the night as bright as day.

The cultivators living within the forbidden formation felt their spiritual power leaking out of their bodies and were unable to absorb it.

Those with higher cultivation were able to stumble out of the forbidden formation, while those with lower cultivation bled from their seven orifices and died.

Above the pit in the depths of the Holy Spirit Mountain.

Purple thunder roamed, and arcs of electricity the size of three or four people intertwined and fell in an instant.

On the eighth floor of the treasure pagoda, huge instruments suddenly shot out arcs of electricity, binding nearby cultivators.

Some cultivators who were seriously injured and unable to react in time were instantly engulfed by the instruments, turning into bursts of blood mist.

Those who reacted quickly used their magical treasures to resist with all their might, but after a while, they showed a bitter expression, trembling all over, and ultimately couldn't escape the fate of being captured.

Those who could stay in the field were at least Foundation Building cultivators, and they had to possess extraordinary treasures and exceptional spiritual power.

As for Nascent Soul cultivators, they were slightly more at ease, but when they saw the miserable state of the disciples around them, they couldn't help but curse, "Holy Spirit old monster, how dare you!"

...

Inside the Qingyun Pill Shop, the Nascent Soul cultivator in the blue Daoist robe floated in mid-air, standing with his hands behind his back.

His face showed a complex expression, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind.

"Senior Guo, what happened?"

A Dan Servant accompanying a Nascent Soul cultivator asked in confusion,

"The Thunderous Soul Extraction Formation."

The Nascent Soul cultivator replied calmly, "This is the second layer of the grand formation used by the Holy Spirit Mountain to protect the inner sect."

"When the first layer of the sect-protecting formation is broken, the disciples of the Holy Spirit Mountain within the formation will be soul-extracted to assist the one controlling the grand formation in fighting against enemies."

"But this grand formation was obtained by the Holy Spirit Mountain at a great cost from our Qingyun Commercial Sect."

"The main tower originally planned to set up this grand formation as well, but the tower master couldn't bear it, so it was abandoned."

"A sect that uses this formation to fight against enemies is essentially cutting off their own retreat."

After speaking, a trace of disdain flashed across his face.

The accompanying Dan Servant heard this and immediately relaxed, saying, "Then, senior..."

The cultivator in the blue Daoist robe interrupted, saying, "This formation seems to have some peculiar power."

"For now, it seems that lightning only strikes at the formation's core, so there should still be a lot of power left."

"It is almost impossible to break the formation by brute force alone."

"But since the formation is so large, it must be quite exhausting to maintain. The offensive power is insufficient, so there is no need to worry too much."

The Dan Servant quickly praised, "Senior, with your vast Divine Ability, this Thunderous Soul Extraction Formation will surely be unable to harm you."

Upon hearing this, the cultivator in the blue Daoist robe smiled with a hint of amusement.

Inside a branch sect of the Yue Ling Sect.

An elderly-looking cultivator looked towards the continuous purple lightning falling deep within the Holy Spirit Mountain, his face filled with worry.

"The old monster of the Holy Spirit Mountain is quite decisive."

"If all these thousands of cultivators and fierce beasts are soul-extracted and integrated into the Union, and then all of us Nascent Soul cultivators are killed and soul-extracted, I'm afraid his cultivation will truly soar."

"He might even directly advance from the Nascent Soul stage to the Void God stage."

"A cultivator who can live for thousands of years, none of them are kind-hearted individuals."

The old man sighed, then his expression changed as he controlled his spiritual energy and said leisurely,

"Disciples of the Yue Ling Sect, life and death are determined by fate, the Great Dao is in the heavens. Follow me and break this Thunderous Soul Extraction Formation!"

He didn't shout loudly, but every Yue Ling Sect cultivator felt someone shouting loudly in their ears.

Everyone's expressions became serious as their spiritual energy surged.

Various types of magical treasures carried the cultivators into the air, then shot towards the sky.

Although they had different speeds, they synchronized in a mysterious rhythm, gathering around the old man and forming a giant five-colored hammer.

The hammer's edge trembled, and a power that tore through space smashed towards the sky.

But at this moment, a huge face appeared in the sky, and it opened its mouth and said,

"How audacious!"

After speaking, the giant face exhaled, and pieces of raging thunderclouds floated out of its mouth.

After the thunderclouds floated out, a thicker purple lightning shot out from them, larger than the giant hammer.

In the flashing thunderlight, the five-colored giant hammer shattered and turned into wailing souls that were swallowed by the giant face.

The residual lightning illuminated the sky and lingered for a long time.

In the midst of the flickering, only a blackened pit remained in the branch sect of the Yue Ling Sect.

In that instant, it felt as if time had reversed, causing people to feel dazed.

Within the Holy Spirit Mountain, there was silence.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators from outside the Holy Spirit Mountain were silent when they saw this.

"Thunderous Soul Extraction, seizing souls and robbing spirits, one out of nine..."

"How malicious!"

"Almost like a demonic cultivator!"

Curses resounded in everyone's hearts, wishing they could pour out all their resentment in front of that giant face.

The treasure that could transform cultivators into Thunder Spirit Roots also needed to be cultivated from scratch. Even if it meant lowering their cultivation realm, Nascent Soul cultivators would still need to spend over a hundred years.

At this moment, everyone finally had a clear and complete understanding of the trap set by the Holy Spirit Mountain.