Cultivating Immortality: Taming Beasts in the Sect

The blood fire swayed. Although it was not hot, it was very strange. It was fueled by Qi and blood. It burned slowly and covered Huang Puchengren's body. For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on Huang Puchengren's face, but there was no trace of surprise. No panic.

"Interesting supernatural power, but it seems incomplete. If it were complete, it might actually pose some threat to me."

Huang Puchengren smiled softly, and the next moment, his finger suddenly pointed towards the sky, and with a slight stroke, a black-yellow incense stick suddenly appeared, burning slowly, blowing up wisps of yellow smoke, as if it was spiritual, clearly Ethereal, but giving people a sense of weight, surrounding Huang Puchengren's body.

"Huhuhu..."

The breeze blew, and the black and yellow smoke swayed gently, falling on Huang Puchengren. As soon as it came into contact, the blood fire on his body seemed to be suppressed and extinguished for an instant, while Huang Puchengren groaned, and followed the fragrance. Burning, a faint black-yellow shimmer completely enveloped Huang Puchengren.

As a result, Huang Puchengren seemed to have been blessed. He stepped forward with a heavy body. The earth shook and the dragon-patterned stick buzzed. He continued to hit Qiu Xing with an unstoppable force!

"Martial skills, Black Dragon's stick!"

Ho ho ho! !

Vaguely, as the dragon pattern stick was swung out, the space exploded, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard. Only blurry afterimages could be seen, turning into a shocking giant dragon, roaring with the dragon pattern. The stick was wrapped around and blasted down towards Qiu Xing!

"One finger from the Blood Demon!"

Qiu Xing frowned, veins popped out on his forehead, and layers of dense blood suddenly appeared from behind, twisting into a huge shadow of a blood demon with a green face and fangs, rising and falling behind him, a pair of scarlet bloodthirsty eyes, He grinned at Huang Puchengren and pointed out!

Boom!

The next moment, the dragon pattern stick collided with the blood demon's finger. The space shook in an instant, the mountains and forests were shattered, the blood demon wailed, and his index finger was shattered inch by inch. The dragon pattern stick trembled violently, shaking Huang Puchengren's body. He flew dozens of steps, but the fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish. With a clear whistle, he stepped forward again, and endless energy and blood poured into the dragon pattern stick in his hand.

The dragon-patterned stick roared, and the energy and blood were coiled like a dragon, and the figure of Huang Puchengren was set off like a god. When the stick was swung out, the sky was filled with afterimages, which was shocking.

Boom!

The world was shaken, and the two fought for hundreds of rounds in just an instant. Although Huang Puchengren was only in the late stage of Jindan, he became stronger with each fight, so that even though Qiu Xing had the advantage in cultivation, he had no advantage at all. Feeling relaxed, I have attached great importance to Huang Puchengren in my heart.

The blood demon roared, the dragon pattern trembled, Lingtian's stick stirred the wind and clouds, and the blood demon's body stood tall in the sky and the earth. In the constant collision between the two, for a time, they were inseparable and the fight was in full swing.

"Does this guy, just any prince, have such strength?"

Qiu Xing's face was solemn. After barely dodging Huang Puchengren's blow, he looked at the unparalleled Huang Puchengren. The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and a touch of dark red slowly flowed down. He was quietly swallowed by him, mixing with the surging energy and blood in his body. , was also suppressed by it.

"The number one in Xuanyin Sect, is this all you can do?"

Huang Puchengren chuckled, his face was just a little pale, and he was breathing slightly. He waved his stick one after another. Each stick was blasted out like a dragon, bursting out with immeasurable power and hitting the ground. The sky suddenly shook. The ground shook, and it fell on him, causing him to tremble with blood for an instant.

Qiu Xing remained silent, but his face was complicated, and he felt very aggrieved. He said nothing and used more force in his attacks. Although it seemed that he and Huang Puchengren were evenly matched now, it seemed that no one dared to conclude that he would be able to do it. But Qiu Xing knew in his heart that if he really compared, he would not be as good as Huang Puchengren.

"Now I have condensed two of the three flowers, and Huang Puchengren is only in the late stage of Jindan and has an absolute advantage in cultivation. He can actually fight me back and forth..."

"If I hadn't obtained this blood evil spirit spring in advance this time to improve my cultivation, I'm afraid I would definitely not be a match for Huang Puchengren."

Qiu Xing felt a little bitter in his heart. After shaking his head, he suppressed his thoughts and focused more on fighting the enemy. However, his fighting spirit was not strong and was somewhat affected.

Seeing this, a faint light flashed in Huang Puchengren's eyes, and he struck out more fiercely. The dragon-patterned stick in his hand transformed into thousands of afterimages, which shot through the air, causing an immeasurable flood of light.

The two sides are entangled, and fighting like this is another time for a stick of incense. In the stalemate between the two, the other side, Yan Mo and He Bicheng, is facing an even more difficult time.

Huang Puchengren is not going alone this time, he has six followers, each of them is from the late stage to the peak of Jindan cultivation, and they are among the elite geniuses.

Under the alliance at this moment, it didn't take long for He Bicheng and Yan Mo to suffer unspeakably. During the difficult resistance, they were clearly defeated and their bodies were already scarred.

Both of them are talented people, but the six people on the other side are also not simple practitioners. They also cooperate with each other in formations, and the power they erupt from is that even though they are both very good, they can withstand difficulties and bleed endlessly.

"Give you one more chance. I have had enough fun with you. I will let you go if you hand over your order."

Huang Puchengren swung out his stick, a look of impatience appeared on his face, and the surging energy and blood in his body stagnated. While repelling Qiu Xing, he shouted coldly.

Qiu Xing breathed heavily and turned to look at He Bicheng and Yan Mo, who were already trapped in a difficult fight. There was a trace of entanglement and hesitation in his eyes. He then looked at Huang Puchengren, who was also pale, and said solemnly:

"That's all, the Blood Evil Spiritual Spring has been obtained, so it doesn't matter if I give you the Luoya Order. You let them go and let them go first. I will give you the Luoya Order myself."

Qiu Xing sighed, his eyes dimmed for a moment, and he glanced at He Bicheng and Yan Mo, who had ugly faces, and finally had no choice but to compromise and said this.

They were all members of the Xuanyin Sect. No matter what their responsibilities were internally, they could not be left alone on the outside, especially since He Bicheng had a special status, and Qiu Xing could not just watch him being killed.

As for the Luo Ya Ling, although it is rare, there may not be a chance to get it yet.

"Okay, let them go and let them go first, but you have to stay."

Huang Puchengren nodded, spoke crisply, and waved to his subordinates. The latter immediately understood, stopped attacking, and let go of He Bicheng and Yan Mo, who were surrounded by people.

At this moment, the two of them were not in a very good condition. Their faces were in a mess, their bodies were covered with scars, and they were vomiting blood and bleeding. There was a hint of resentment in the eyes of the people who were looking at them. Seeing that the people who were surrounding them stopped, the two of them turned around. He turned his head towards Qiu Xing and gave him a complicated look. He opened his mouth but stopped talking.

"You two, please leave first. I will catch up and join you later."

Regardless of their complicated thoughts, Qiu Xing nodded to them and warned them.

"...Okay, be more careful."

Yan Mo was silent for a while, looking at Qiu Xing, his eyes flashing, and finally nodded, took a deep breath, grabbed He Bicheng, without any hesitation, and galloped away into the distance, and soon the shadow disappeared.

Even though they have achieved a breakthrough in cultivation now, it is still too reluctant to face the siege of seven geniuses from Qingzhou, including the fifth prince.

"Okay, can you hand over the Luo Ya Ling now?"

Seeing the two of them walking away, Huang Puchengren did not stop him. He turned around and said lightly to Qiu Xing. The dragon pattern stick in his hand was inserted into the ground, creating circles of bloody lines.

"call……"

Qiu Xing let out a deep breath, looked up at the few people, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, shook his head after a while, and slowly took out a jade plaque that was half the size of a palm from his storage bag. Holding it in hand, it shines with soft light.

"I can give you the Luo Ya Ling, but you have to promise not to hurt me. After I give you the Luo Ya Ling, you can let me go and you can't catch me up."

A look of pain appeared on Qiu Xing's face, he looked away from the Luo Ya Ling in his hand and said dullly.

"Can!"

Huang Puchengren agreed without hesitation. For him, since He Bicheng and Yan Mo had been let go, it didn't matter if there was one more enemy.

"Well, you make the oath, otherwise I won't believe you, for fear that you will suddenly regret it."

Qiu Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"OK."

This request was not too difficult, so Huang Puchengren took advantage of the situation and made an oath. After doing all this, he looked at Qiu Xing and said calmly.

"Now, can you hand over the Luo Ya Ling?"

The tone was cold, but there was an undoubted meaning.

Qiu Xing pursed his lips and gritted his teeth. After suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, his face showed a slight bitterness. After shaking his head, he took a deep look at Huang Puchengren. After throwing away the Luo Ya Ling in his hand, he turned around without hesitation and walked all the way. Speed ​​away.

"Master, are you going to let them go like this?" A young man among the subordinates asked in a low voice unwillingly.

This young man's cultivation has reached the peak of the golden elixir. His tone of voice was respectful, but judging from his position, it can be seen that he is close to Huang Puchengren.

It was one of Huang Puchengren's cronies, Chen Guang.

"These three people are extremely talented and are the geniuses of Wuzhou Xuanyin Sect. If we miss this opportunity and let them leave, it will definitely become a big obstacle to their future growth. Especially among them, He Bicheng, although his cultivation level is the lowest, he is explosive. The combat power that comes out is even better than the peak of the ordinary golden elixir."

With a calm expression on his face, Chen Guang spoke softly, wiping his neck with a look in his eyes, and the murderous intent in his words faintly leaked out.

"And the three of them are all on the bounty list. Their heads are very valuable. If we can catch them all in one go, it will greatly increase the master's prestige."

When Huang Puchengren heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had some intention. He played with the Luo Ya Ling in his hand, was silent for a while, looked at Qiu Xing going away, finally shook his head, and spoke softly:

"Well, now that the oath has been made, I am not a renegade person. What's more, this guy is not a simple person. If we are really desperate and these three guys try their best, even if we can suppress it, we will definitely suffer heavy casualties. At that point, the gains outweigh the losses.”

Huang Puchengren breathed out gently, licked his lips, his face was calm, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he continued:

"The Blood Evil Spiritual Spring has dried up. We can just get the Luoya Order. We can't really fight them to the death. As the genius of the Xuanyin Sect, they must have some killer tricks, not to mention..."

A sneer appeared on Huang Puchengren's face, and a hint of ferociousness passed between his eyebrows. He placed his finger on his forehead and tapped it lightly. There was a touch of joking in his words, and he said:

"After all, my dear brothers are the ones who entered the abyss this time... They should be happy to see me fight to the death and reap the benefits... These three hard-to-gnaw bones, Just give it to them.”

"As for now, it's not the time yet. Military merit is just incidental. Although they are valuable, they don't need to go to war."

When Chen Guang heard the words, he suddenly understood. His face naturally showed admiration, but there was still a trace of unwillingness on his face, but he didn't say anything. He nodded, clasped his fists and said with emotion:

"Young Master, you thought more comprehensively. That's right. It's just a pity that these three people were given the advantage. You deserved to be deprived of the Young Master's Blood Evil Spirit Spring again!"

As Chen Guang spoke, a trace of resentment appeared on his face involuntarily, as if he felt the same, and looked like he was thinking about Huang Puchengren.

"Haha," Huang Puchengren smiled softly, took a deep look at Chen Guang, and spoke with a hint of interest in his tone:

"It's a pity that the Blood Evil Spiritual Spring has been absorbed by them... Now I can only blame it. On the contrary, I am quite interested in the place they mentioned..."

"According to their exchange just now, it seems that this Luo Ya Order is not just a simple military achievement, but it seems to contain something else, so it is called a key by them?..."

Huang Puchengren pondered, lowered his head, carefully observed the Luo Ya Ling in his hand, rubbed it with his fingers, thoughtfully.

This piece of Luo Yaling jade is generally similar to the one in Yu Changsheng's hand, but the details are different. It is completely white and exudes a faint soft light. The lines on the front are engraved. At first glance, it looks very mysterious and seems to be flowing. , and a faint crescent mark is engraved on the back.

"In that case..." Chen Guang also lowered his gaze, glanced at the Luo Ya Ling in Huang Puchengren's hand, and spoke softly with a twitching corner of his mouth, exuding a faint murderous intent.

"In this case, before it's too late, my subordinates will capture the three of them and torture them carefully. They will definitely gain something."

"No need." Huang Puchengren breathed out, and after taking back the Luo Ya Ling, he looked back at Chen Guang and suddenly smiled.

"There is no need to waste your mind on this matter. You will know it when you need to know it. Chenguang, you think about me, are loyal and do everything yourself. You are worthy of being my confidant."

Huang Puchengren spoke with emotion and patted Chen Guang on the shoulder with a smile.

"It is an honor to be able to serve the Young Master. I must do my best and be loyal."

Chen Guang shrank his neck and answered respectfully with his fists clasped. (End of chapter)