Cultivating Immortality: Taming Beasts in the Sect

Wuzhou, Yangcheng, Yangfu.

"I don't know that Brother Yang traveled thousands of miles to summon me here, but what's the point?"

In the main hall of the Yang family's residence, Yang Peng sat upright and personally entertained the visitors, brewing a pot of tea for them. Hearing this, he smiled slightly:

"Why, we reunited with our old friends. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We miss each other so much and we can't see each other anymore? Although Brother Jiang has a huge Spiritual Dragon Sect and can't let go, it's still okay to spare some time."

The person who came was none other than the leader of the Linglong Sect, Jiang Tiancheng.

Jiang Tiancheng was silent for a moment, looking at Yang Pengju with frowning eyebrows, and suddenly sighed softly, shook his head for a while and said in a deep voice: "Since it's Brother Yang who made the appointment, there must be no reason not to come, and it's been a long time since we last met. "

After a pause, Jiang Tiancheng raised his head with a look of guilt on his face. He raised his hand and took out a storage bag, handed it to Yang Pengju, and said apologetically:

"I am very sad about Cheng Xu's death. As a talented disciple of my Linglong Sect, it was my dereliction of duty for not protecting him well. Mu Yongxian has been punished by me. There are some things added by some sects and myself. Compensation, please accept it."

After that, Jiang Tiancheng placed the storage bag on the table, rubbing his fingers on the teacup with an apologetic expression.

"..." Yang Peng froze with his fingers raised, a look of pain appeared on his face, and fell into silence. He didn't pay attention to what was in the storage bag on the table. After a while, he sighed deeply, closed his eyes, waved his hands and spoke solemnly. :

"That's all, it's not your Spirit Dragon Sect's fault. Whoever killed my son, just let him pay with his life. Although I am sad about this, I will not make trouble unreasonably."

Hearing this, Jiang Tiancheng nodded, with a relieved expression on his face. He patted Yang Pengju's shoulder with firm eyes and comforted him: "Don't worry, the murderer must pay with his own life. No matter what, at least in this matter, you and I are the same." Standing together."

"After all, Cheng Xu is also a disciple of my Spiritual Dragon Sect, so I can't just sit back and watch."

"Really?" When Yang Pengju heard this, he raised his head and glanced at Yang Pengju with a half-smile. After a moment, he breathed out gently and shook his head slowly.

"The Zihong Sect has a great cause, and Qingzhu is the True Lord of the Zi Mansion with a prominent position. How can you take revenge?"

"This..." Jiang Tiancheng's face suddenly stiffened, but returned to normal in an instant, and he looked at Yang Pengju with deep meaning.

"Brother Yang has made a decision on how to take revenge, hasn't he?"

"Speaking of which, the distinguished guest you told Mu Yongxian that day should have arrived."

Just as Jiang Tiancheng finished speaking, a rich and hoarse voice suddenly came from the back door.

"Sect Master Jiang, long time no see."

Jiang Tiancheng raised his eyebrows and followed the sound.

But I saw that the owner of the voice was wearing a white-gold robe, embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, with teeth and claws, lifelike head and horns fluttering in the wind, tall figure, mature face, and a faint sense of dominance all over his body, with a calm expression. He stood there like a sharp sword. Although he didn't mean it, he naturally showed majesty, making people dare not look directly at him.

The most eye-catching thing is that under his long black hair, his pupils are not like ordinary people, but have pale golden eyes, which are majestic and self-contained.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are many races with long hair and golden eyes, but the ones closest to Wuzhou are those from the Qingzhou royal family.

After Jiang Tiancheng was initially surprised, his expression quickly returned to calm. He looked at the visitor, a complicated look flashed across his eyes, and he calmly said:

"It turns out to be King Dongyou. Unexpectedly, you also came to the Yang family."

King Dongyou, with a cultivation level of the ninth level of the Golden Core, was not as good as Yang Pengju and Jiang Tiancheng, but his expression was indifferent, without any restraint. He took the initiative to move forward, nodded lightly, and said calmly:

"Yes, Master Yang is a sensible person. Over the years, our Qingzhou royal family has supported your Linglong Sect with a lot of resources, which allowed you to rise in such a short period of time. Sect Master Jiang must not forget these things."

Jiang Tiancheng shook his head, with a normal expression, and bowed to King Dongyou with clasped fists: "Of course not. If necessary, our Linglong Sect will naturally cooperate."

"That's right. The main reason I summoned you today is to take this opportunity to let you get used to each other. My identity is not suitable for walking around Wuzhou. It just so happens that you come here for the right reason and will not arouse any suspicion. "

King Dongyou explained a few sentences, looked at Yang Pengju and Jiang Tiancheng, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and said:

"Now, I have roughly figured out the border defense in Wuzhou. In the southwest, your Yang family has a certain say, which is suitable for a breakthrough."

"It's just that the main force of our country is being restrained, and the southwest border defense is controlled by you, Zihong Sect Zifu of Wuzhou. I need you and the Yang family to disrupt and disperse the main force of the various sects in Wuzhou, so I can look for opportunities. Straight into the gate of life.”

Jiang Tiancheng was silent, while Yang Pengju lowered his head and cupped his hands, whispering: "I must obey my order, how to do it?"

"Just like in the past, hunt down the geniuses of each sect. Remember, if you can, save half of your life. If not, try your best to kill them and leave their true spirit blood. It will be of great use to me."

King Dongyou opened his mouth and looked at Jiang Tiancheng with his eyes.

Jiang Tiancheng frowned slightly, relaxed after a moment, sighed inaudibly, clasped his fists and said, "Yes, I will make arrangements as soon as possible when I get back."

"Well," King Dongyou retracted his gaze and nodded with satisfaction. Suddenly a smile appeared on his face, revealing a trace of memory. He gently tapped his forehead with his fingers and suddenly said:

"I remember that ten years ago, the only assassination target that failed was Zhang Tianwen of the Wanxiang Sect, right?"

"Yes, it failed, but it also completely injured him and the spiritual platform collapsed. Now the name of a genius is not worthy of it,"

Jiang Tiancheng's expression flashed, and after recalling for a moment, he nodded and said.

"Be careful. There are many people who break and then stand up. Who dares to say that I was lucky enough to let him live back then. Although there was no doubt about it, it was still a thorn in the side. This time, let's find an opportunity and work together. Unplug him.”

King Dongyou shook his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent. As he spoke, he suddenly smiled softly, looked at the two of them, and said, "I'm waiting for your good news."

After that, he walked back to the inner hall without looking back. In a flash of light, his figure was completely missing.

After a long time, Jiang Tiancheng raised his head, looked at the calm-looking Yang Pengju, pursed his tongue slightly, looked complicated, sighed softly and then said:

"Do you know that if your collusion with the Qingzhou royal family is exposed, there will be no place for your Yang family in the entire Wuzhou."

Yang Pengju was silent, clenching his fists, and then slowly releasing them. A look of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "I can only avenge my son, so what's the point."

"The Zihong Sect is so deceptive that I can't compete except by borrowing the power of the Qingzhou royal family."

Yang Pengju said in a low voice, and after finishing speaking, he took a deep breath.

"As for other things, they are not within my consideration. What's more, hasn't your Linglong Sect been linked to the Qingzhou royal family for a long time?"

As Yang Pengju said, he suddenly smiled and looked at Jiang Tiancheng with amusement in his eyes: "You are not afraid, so why can't I let go? You think so, Brother Jiang."

"Yes, who am I qualified to say?"

Jiang Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, without worrying about anything.

"As for the rest, just follow what King Dongyou said, slowly plot your plans, and act as an aid to the tiger... Haha."

Jiang Tiancheng smiled, with a hint of bitterness flashing across his face.

"So what..." Yang Pengju was silent. After shaking his head, his expression returned to coldness. He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth. After a moment, he slowly loosened his clenched fists. The flames of hatred in his eyes were not extinguished, but were hidden deeper. .

"It is impossible not to avenge my son. The power structure of the three sects and six sects in Wuzhou should probably change."

Jiang Tiancheng frowned and looked at Yang Pengju with squinted eyes: "After all these years, your character has not changed at all. However, you must know the reason why Meng Wuan killed Yang Chengxu, right?"

"Then Yang Mengying, isn't she also your son? You are still a little heartless."

Jiang Tiancheng said coldly, at this moment, since the two of them have become grasshoppers on a rope, there are some things that he is too lazy to pretend.

When Yang Pengju heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold and he turned to look directly at Jiang Tiancheng.

Jiang Tiancheng remained unmoved and looked at Yang Pengju with sharp eyes.

After a while, Yang Pengju's face suddenly relaxed, he waved his hands in frustration, and turned away to look at Jiang Tiancheng with complicated eyes. He pursed his lips slightly and said:

"But Xu'er is not wrong. In this world of cultivation, where there is fighting and killing, how can there be much true love? Not to mention, Yang Mengying is just a concubine."

"I also watched Xu'er grow up step by step, and finally came in front of me and entered my field of vision. No matter what mistakes he made, no matter what Meng Wuan's reasons were, these belong to my Yang family. matter."

Yang Pengju's expression was cold and he spoke coldly.

"What does it have to do with Meng Wu'an, an outsider? He has no right to interfere. Since he did, he should pay the price."

"All I know is that blood debt must be paid with blood."

Jiang Tiancheng was silent, then smiled and looked deeply at Yang Pengju: "Really? Is it just like this?"

Jiang Tiancheng looked at Yang Pengju with deep eyes, and a faint light flashed: "Perhaps this is also the opportunity you are waiting for. Now, just this southwest land seems to be unable to satisfy your Yang family's ambitions."

When Yang Pengju heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched, he shook his head slowly, his expression was cold, and he said calmly:

"Whatever you think, but if I have the chance, I naturally cannot be satisfied with just occupying this edge. Zihongmen's hand is too wide, and replacing it is impossible."

Jiang Tiancheng's eyes flickered as he looked at Yang Pengju's calm but resentful expression. After two breaths, he slowly shook his head and sighed softly:

"If that's the case, then so be it. Whether it's an opportunity or a disaster, who can say clearly..."

…………

Time passes slowly. No matter how the undercurrents are surging in the dark, at least next year will be peaceful. In the blink of an eye, one year has passed since the end of the Fantasy Mist Beast Valley.

Within this year, everything developed in an orderly manner, and Yu Changsheng's aura rarely regained a long-term calm.

Over the past year, Yu Changsheng's deeds and reputation gradually spread throughout the Wanxiang Sect. He was in the limelight for a while, and then gradually calmed down.

All of this is not only due to Yu Changsheng's strength, but also from another level of Yu Changsheng's identity, the youngest third-level alchemist in the Wanxiang Sect!

In some ways, the deterrence brought by this identity is more shocking than Yu Changsheng's strength. At the same time, it also makes people who come to befriend Yu Changsheng even more confused.

Coupled with his good relationship with Zhang Tianwen, to a certain extent, Yu Changsheng's influence in the Wanxiang Sect has been extremely great, and his reputation is not limited to the Wanxiang Sect, but also to the other three sects and five sects. All heard.

There are even faint rumors that Yu Changsheng is already the number one genius in the Beast Control Peak.

Yu Changsheng knew about these things in the outside world but did not pay too much attention to them.

Jade Cauldron Peak, Yangtianyi Cave Mansion, and Alchemy Room.

"Condensation!"

The surrounding temperature was hot, distorting the void. Dots of sweat flowed from Yu Changsheng's forehead. As the last flame slowly extinguished, Yu Changsheng let out a low drink.

In an instant, the cauldron was opened, and a brilliant light flashed through. After the light dissipated, four round pills slowly emerged. The brilliance is restrained, and the strong fragrance of elixir is dispersed in bits and pieces as elixir mist.

There is also an elixir pattern engraved on it, spreading all over the elixir's body.

"Yes, the third-grade mid-level elixir Gulinglingyuandan is still successful in one go, and there is an elixir pattern. You are indeed a genius."

Yang Tianyi watched quietly from the side, seeing the refining of this batch of elixir completed. He turned to look at Yu Changsheng, with admiration in his eyes, and spoke generously.

"You have reached this point in one year. Except for some third-grade high-level elixirs, the rest should not be a big problem for you."

"If you continue at this rate, you should be a fourth-level alchemist within five years."

Yang Tianyi chuckled and said this with slight hesitation.

"It's all for Elder Yang's good teachings. I really want to thank Elder Yang for these days."

Yu Changsheng put away the Soul-Reinforcement and Yuan-Yuan Dan. Hearing this, his face showed humility. He cupped his hands and bowed to Yang Tianyi and said respectfully.

In this year, Yu Changsheng refined elixirs a lot of times, and the medicinal materials he consumed were priceless. They all relied on Yang Tianyi's support. How could Yu Changsheng not be grateful for this?

"It's a good thing that you have the talent for alchemy." Yang Tianyi smiled and pondered slightly, "After a while, as you become more proficient, you can try to consolidate some third-grade high-level elixirs."

"With your alchemy talent, it is only a matter of time before you can break through to the level 4 alchemy master. However, level 4 elixirs are not only a leap in alchemy technology, but also consume a huge amount of the alchemist's energy and spirit every time. Without the cultivation of golden elixirs, If you use it as a support, it will be very difficult to practice.”

"So, when it comes to cultivation, remember not to fall behind."

"Changsheng knows. There are people who have been practicing." Yu Changsheng nodded.

"Well, I see that your cultivation speed is not slow. If you think it's suitable, try to break through the golden elixir. Just tell me what elixir you need."