Seeking Immortals

"What, Dagan dares to raise an army to dig the ancient tomb of the sleeping monk! It's unreasonable, Tu Dagan counts me as Lu Jiansheng!"

In a remote restaurant in a secular country, the slovenly old man who was drunk a moment ago received a sword and suddenly woke up with a ruthless look in his eyes.

There is a saying in Xunjian, three years ago, Emperor Yang Ying raised his troops to dig down the tomb of a sleeping monk in the valley, and now he invites fellow cultivators from all walks of life to join him and slaughter his country.

As early as three hundred years after the advent of the age of the weak, monks in the world reached a covenant for cultivating immortals in the age of the weak: if the monks disturb the place where the immortals sleep, they will kill the monks;

This covenant is kept by the aspiring monks in the world.

In the Era of Spiritual Weakness, many monks choose to sleep and wait for the world, but there are still some monks who seek immortality in this world. Those who seek immortality in this world may choose to sleep after thinking of themselves, and they all follow the covenant of cultivating immortals in the Era of Spiritual Weakness.

Over the past few hundred years, many mortal countries have excavated the ancient tombs of Shenmian, which aroused the anger of the monks. In the end, the monks were wiped out by the monks, and even the historical inheritance records of the place were cut off, and the way of immortality was completely lost.

Over time, grave-digging countries have become less and less common, and yet another case has emerged.

The monks from all over Central Continent contacted each other, and the news that Daqian had dug up a dormant ancient tomb spread quickly. The surviving monks heard about it, and all of them were angry: "A mere mortal dares to commit a crime! We should destroy a country, and take it as a warning!"

A large number of monks gathered in the valley of Luoya, and went to the border area, where the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

Half a year later, Gan Jing.

Riding one after another, Yinwei galloped into Beijing.

"Your Majesty, there seems to be a large number of immortal cultivators in the northern border of Daqian, gathered in the Luoya Valley. We, the hidden guards, cannot investigate deeply. If we go deeper, we will be discovered and killed by the monks." Inside the Qian Palace, the hidden guards will Report the news of the investigation to Yang Ying.

"How could this be..." Yang Ying turned pale when she heard the news.

As the king of a country, one can see the big from the small, so Yang Ying naturally understands the intention of the world of cultivating immortals to converge on the valley.

Back then, one of the three immortal cultivators escaped from the ancient tomb of Shenmian in Luoya Mountain, but now the other party must have invited other immortal cultivators to take revenge.

Yang Ying has been preparing for these years, and the troops from all over the country have been deployed to prevent the escaped monk from retaliation, but he doesn't know why the other party can summon so many immortal cultivators.

"Report!"

Another hidden guard rode into the palace, and the hidden guard ran into the palace in a panic and said: "My lord, there are immortal cultivators appearing on the borders around Daqian, and they are scattered all over the border. Dagan soldiers and civilians these days, anyone who goes out of the border will be punished by cultivating immortals." beheaded."

"This!" Yang Ying recovered from the shock, and was furious: "You bastard, how dare you!"

"I, Yang Ying, seek immortality and Taoism, what have I to do with the common people!"

The experience of a superior person made Yang Ying perceive a terrifying thing from two pieces of information. The immortal cultivator's revenge was not aimed at her personally, but at the entire Daqian.

At this time, Wu Yilian also walked into the palace in a panic, and said with a serious expression: "The big thing is not good."

Yang Ying waved back the two hermit guards, and immediately issued an imperial decree, strictly ordering the people from all over the country not to go out of the border of Dagan, and ordering the people on the border to retreat to the hinterland of Dagan. Looking at Wu Yilian again, he said: "What is the situation? How can the sleeper in the ancient tomb attract such a large number of monks?"

"Look at this." Wu Yilian handed out a piece of paper.

The document was impressively written with the words "Covenant of Immortal Cultivation in the Era of Weakness".

After reading the document, Yang Ying said coldly, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier!"

Wu Yilian said with a wry smile: "I just obtained this covenant. However, even if we had this covenant in our hands, we probably wouldn't believe it. We would still dig up the ancient tomb of Shenmian in Yashan Valley."

"At most, we will make more arrangements to try to kill all the Sleeping cultivators, but even so, the fire cannot be covered with paper after all. Sooner or later, the immortal cultivators will know about our grave digging."

"Since we decided to seek immortality in the age of spiritual weakness, we have stepped into the barrier of immortality."

Immortal barrier...Yang Ying lost her mind for a while, and continued digging tombs to seek immortality. It was the immortal barrier, but only then did she dig a dormant ancient tomb...

She thinks that she has seen through the demonic barriers of immortality, and can protect the well-being of all people when she is seeking immortality.

Those who don't think about the authorities are fans.

...

"Fellow Daoist Yang, we should think about the way out." Wu Yilian said quietly.

Although there are few immortal cultivators in the age of spiritual weakness, the land of Central Continent is really vast, and the total number of immortal cultivators is still quite a lot.

At this time, there should be thousands of immortal cultivators gathered in the Dagan Kingdom. These people's cultivation bases range from the first level of Qi refining to the third level of Qi refining, and there are also a few who are above the fourth level of Qi refining.

No amount of power can resist this force.

"How to retreat? I can't retreat." Yang Ying shook her head and said.

"Hide in the deep mountains and old forests, or bury yourself underground, or have a chance to escape." Wu Yilian thought about it.

"This is just a child's joke." Yang Ying glanced at Wu Yilian, and with a stroke of mana, she flew out of the palace like the wind.

After Yang Ying left the palace, she went directly to the Erhu shop.

When the people of Dagan were threatened, Yang Ying immediately thought of Uncle Li. There is no doubt that Uncle Li is powerful.

Yang Ying didn't know Li Shu's specific state, but the other party was definitely not a Qi refining monk.

If Uncle Li makes a move, he will definitely avoid the danger of a big fight.

Only Yang Ying opened the door and walked into the erhu shop, only to find that there was no one in the shop.

"Could it be that Uncle Li is avoiding me?" Yang Ying was slightly distracted, and after a while, she realized that Li Qing was not hiding from him, but really absent.

The furniture in the shop was covered with a layer of dust, Li Qing left the Erhu shop, at least half a year ago.

Yang Ying returned to the palace in a blink of an eye and began to mobilize the army to resist the invading immortal cultivators. She would not sit still!

Yang Ying understands that monks in the age of spiritual weakness have limited strength and cannot resist a million-strong army. She hopes to kill some monks and force them to retreat, although this is difficult.

At this moment, Yang Yingren's belief in Dingshengtian was shaken.

There will not be much time left for Yang Ying to arrange calmly. One month later, eight hundred qi refining monks will enter the northern border at the same time.

...

Daqian North.

Eight hundred Qi-refining monks gathered in the boundary line. The monks looked relaxed, chatting and laughing happily with each other, and didn't take the massacre of mortals seriously at all.

A monk sighed: "I also came from among mortals. But if you are mortal, you will be mortal. If you don't commit immortality, the crime of massacre in this trip should fall on Yang Ying and those gravediggers."

Duan Guihai walked in the front with one arm dragging, and shouted: "Thank you fellow Taoists for gathering here to Tu Dagan, to avenge me, and to protect the order of the spirit-weak age."

"I heard that Yang Ying mobilized an army of 1.5 million in the first-line valley area. Bubu has a large army, and wants to compete with us."

"Are we going straight to the valley, or what?"

Lu Jiansheng came out of the monk drunk, and said: "I'm going to kill Yang Ying's head, but I don't need to go straight, anyway, I want to slaughter the country, all the way."

"Slaughter!" All the cultivators responded one after another.

Duan Guihai's face turned cold: "Then let's slaughter all the way there!"

A massacre spread to Yixian Valley like this, and no one could stop these monks.

Three days later, in Yiyigu, the center of the million-armed army, a soldier reported in a panic: "My lord, I'll report from the front. Three days ago, eight hundred immortal cultivators entered from the north and went straight to Yiyigu, slaughtering fifteen of them in three days." city, the people were killed and injured countless times.”

"Bastard!" Yang Ying slammed the table into pieces.

Then he said coldly: "Didn't I issue an imperial decree earlier to let the people in the northern cities temporarily abandon the city and return to the mountains and forests, why are there still a large number of civilian casualties?"

The sergeant replied: "Most of the people have already entered the mountains, but some people don't want to leave the city and suffer from this great calamity."

Yang Ying heard it and said nothing.

Half a day later, eight hundred monks appeared outside the valley.

Duan Guihai looked disdainfully at the army formed by millions of troops, and shouted: "Yang Ying, when you dug up my ancient tomb three years ago, you could have imagined the end of today."

"Look at the millions of soldiers who fought for you in Yixian Valley. They will all die here today. Does your heart ache?"

"I'm asking you, Yang Ying! Do you know your mistake!"

Yang Ying didn't reply, and it was the million soldiers who replied: "Zhan Zhan Zhan!"

"What nonsense, it's just a mob, so kill it." Lu Jiansheng held two swords and charged into the formation of millions of troops.

The eight hundred monks also moved instantly.

This is not an evenly matched battle. Although the momentum of the millions of troops is astonishing, they collapsed the moment the monks swung their spells.

This is a massacre.

Yang Ying stood in the center of the army formation, tears streaming down her cheeks. Although she was on the third level of Qi Refining, she didn't need to use her hands, she only needed to step forward, and she was instantly killed.

The power of the eight hundred repairs working together to charge the formation was beyond Yang Ying's expectations.

Watching the soldiers in the valley fall down one by one, Yang Ying roared: "Enough! Stop them all!"

Some people stopped and looked at Yang Ying from a distance, but some people continued to kill.

Yang Ying cried to the sky: "Uncle Li, are you there?"

"Xiaoyingzi is wrong, Xiaoyingzi shouldn't seek immortality in the age of spiritual weakness."

"Little Yingzi should listen to Uncle Li and live an ordinary life."

"But Xiaoyingzi doesn't understand why Uncle Li can be so powerful in the age of spiritual weakness and can cultivate immortals normally, why can't Xiaoyingzi."

"Why is Uncle Li unwilling to pass on the method of seeking immortality in the age of spiritual weakness to Xiaoyingzi or to the monks in the whole world? Xiaoyingzi believes that Uncle Li can do it!"

Yang Ying suddenly wiped away her tears and said loudly: "Uncle Li, I don't know if you are in Yixian Valley, but Uncle Li once said that Yingzi left a magic power in my body, which can protect my life once."

"Yingzi is dead. I don't know if this mana is still there. If it's not there, Uncle Li must have replenished it."

"I have never used this magic power, but it should be able to help me escape today's death."

"I know that I have sinned deeply and caused the tragic death of all people. I really have no face to live forever. I don't want this magic power for body protection. I beg Uncle Li to give this magic power to the common people!"

"I was born with a weak spirit and couldn't seek the way, so I abandoned my weak spirit."

As he spoke, Yang Ying pulled out the saber in his hand and drew it towards his neck, a column of blood spurted out, and he fell down.

It seemed that Yang Ying's last call had an effect. Along with the blood column, there was also a phantom of a big snow-white dog.

The big snow-white dog rose into the sky, unleashing endless coercion, and then fell into the sky, bursting into the wind and pressing down on the entire Yixian Valley.

A line of valleys shook, and the mountains collapsed.

Someone among the monks called out: "Golden pill... the power of the Nascent Soul!" Then, both feet knelt down.

Millions of people in the entire valley knelt down with this magical power, and no one was injured or injured.

At the same time, Li Qing stepped out of the clouds, looked at Yang Ying who was lying on the ground, shook his head and said, "You are right, it is this era that is wrong."

Li Qing's gaze pierced the sky, the earth, and people.