Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 68

Yanwu hall.

Yang Xuanzhen shot and killed Yue Xigui, but he didn't feel the slightest sense of joy in his heart, instead his brows frowned deeper and deeper.

"Who is secretly trying to harm me?" Yang Xuanzhen fell into deep thought, thoughts racing through his mind.

He had only offended one Lin Senyun in the Supreme Unity Sect, but with Lin Senyun's ability, if he paid some price, although he might invite Yue Xi to come back to revenge him, he couldn't invite the monks from the mystical realm.

Such cultivators who are born with mana are nothing more than an absolute necessity, and there is a high probability that they will not participate in the petty fights among disciples in the physical state.

As for Yanbei City in the Daxuan Dynasty, Yang Xuanzhen offended many people.

One is Yang Shuilan, the daughter of Yang Xiong.

Back then, this girl escaped from Yanbei City overnight, and there was no news of her.

But it's not that Yang Xuan really underestimated this woman, with this woman's talent and means, even if she was ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times stronger... it would be impossible to insert her hand into the Taiyi Gate.

The second is the Wang Family of Yanbei City.

But this family has been completely wiped out by Yang Xuanzhen, and its young master Wang Hengyang also died unexpectedly, so this possibility is almost zero.

Third...it seems to be gone?
After thinking for a while, Yang Xuanzhen still didn't have any clues and couldn't figure it out.

"Something's wrong, I seem to have overlooked something?"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Yang Xuanzhen's mind, "Yes, there is another Bai family. Ever since I joined the Taiyi sect, have I somehow forgotten about it?"

He suddenly recalled that before Bai Rujing died, he once said that his great-grandfather was not dead and was still in the Taiyi Sect.

At the beginning, Yang Xuanzhen had sent Yang Man to investigate the matter, but in the end it was nothing, and he didn't even find out the name of the other party.

Rumor has it that Bai Rujing's great-grandfather joined the Taiyi School more than 100 years ago, but the good times didn't last long, and he made a big mistake in just a few months and was thrown into the Immortal Prison.

And the Bai family, which was thriving day by day, has also been in a slump since then.

Could it be that Bai Rujing's great-grandfather had already been released from the Immortal Prison in Menzhong, and when he learned that Yang Xuanzhen had wiped out the Bai family, he immediately ordered Yue Xi to come back and deal with him?

This is not impossible.

And not only that, there is still a remnant of the Bai family, and it is Bai Shikai, the young master of the family.

Rumor has it that Bai Shikai joined the Daxuan Dynasty's army, and because of his outstanding looks, he was highly valued by a prominent figure in the army, so he took him as his personal guard and asked him to follow his daughter, under the guise of protecting her safety.

From this point of view, it is not impossible for Bai Shikai to use the power in the Daxuan Army to play tricks behind his back.

It must be known that the Daxuan Dynasty is different from the general dynasties under heaven, its strength is no less than that of a great sect of immortality.

Among them, princes, ministers, and ministers... are all powerful people above the mysterious realm of supernatural powers.

And in the royal family, there is also the group of elders.

Moreover, there is an inextricable relationship between the Taiyi Sect and the Daxuan Dynasty, which is not as simple as the ordinary Shangzong and the Lower Dynasty.

The two sides seem to be in a state of cooperation.

Thinking about it this way, the Bai family's suspicion is indeed great.

Just as Yang Xuan's heart was turning, an old and deep voice came from beside him: "Young friend Yang, you have already won this battle, are you interested in sitting in the old man's shabby room and drinking two cups of green tea?"

Song Mo's old face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, and he looked at Yang Xuanzhen with admiration in his eyes, and he didn't put on airs of an elder at all.

People like Yang Xuanzhen, as long as they don't fall, will soon catch up and even surpass Song Zhong, so they are naturally worthy of Song Zhong's peers.

"Elder Song, you're being polite. Since it's your invitation, the younger generation will welcome you." With a gentle smile on Yang Xuanzhen's face, he cupped his hands and agreed.

Song Mo suddenly beamed with joy: "Haha, that's very good, come with the old man."

After finishing speaking, Song Mo turned around and walked towards the depths of Yanwu Hall.

"Let's go back first, thank you for today."

Yang Xuanzhen smiled and said something to Ye Suling, Lin Senpeng, and Sun Taidou.

Then, ignoring thousands of awed and shocked gazes around him, he followed Song Mo straight away.

After the two left, a roar of commotion finally erupted in the Great Hall of Martial Arts.

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, a young man said in a terrified voice: "Senior brother Yang Xuanzhen, is he just an outer disciple? Strong, too strong, Yue Xigui is not even a single enemy. I'm afraid that surpassing forty black and yellow horses is enough to rank among the core of the inner sect!"

It was really the scene where Yang Xuanzhen tortured Yue Xigui just now, it was too bloody and brutal, it frightened this person a lot.

"Well, it is said that senior brother Yang Xuanzhen has achieved such a terrifying cultivation level after only a few days of entry into the kung fu. This speed is hopeless. The old man has worked hard in the sect for ninety years before he can be promoted to the inner sect. But this Yang Xuanzhen, I have just started, how unfair the heavens are to this old man..."

Another gray-haired old man raised his head and lamented. He suddenly aged several decades.

Like the old man who has been cultivating in the sect for decades, or even hundreds of years, there are still many in the Taiyi sect.

But the vast majority of disciples have reached a certain age, knowing that there is no hope of breaking through, they will settle for the next best thing and choose another path.

For example, returning to the secular dynasty, becoming a rich man, enjoying the glory and wealth.

Or take more wives and concubines, have more children, and teach what you have learned all your life to your children and grandchildren, so that outstanding figures will appear in future generations.

At that time, he will re-enter the Taiyi Sect and fulfill his unfinished ambitions.

Suddenly, a young man couldn't help asking: "Senior brother Yang Xuanzhen and senior brother Ji Qianyuan started at the same time, and they are both geniuses. Tell me, which of the two is stronger and weaker? If senior brother Ji wants to form an invincible force, will he challenge senior brother Yang?" ?”

As soon as these words came out, many people immediately attracted their attention, and their faces showed anticipation.

If the two fight together, it will definitely be a splendid battle between dragons and tigers.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Ji has already condensed an invincible momentum, but Senior Brother Yang is still far behind. How can he be better than Senior Brother Ji?" Someone said disdainfully.

When Taidou Sun, who was about to leave, heard the words, he immediately turned his head and glared at the person who spoke, and scolded: "Fuck your mother, Brother Yang's potential is far better than that of Senior Brother Ji, otherwise, how could Elder Song Zhong have a good relationship?" For example, how can you let a bastard like you slander Senior Brother Yang's prestige?"

"I'm just discussing the matter." The man blushed and had a thick neck, not to be outdone, and said: "Whoever slandered, Senior Brother Ji is only 14 years old this year, and he is the reincarnation of an ancient god and man, while Senior Brother Yang is also a peerless monster-level existence, but he is too old , The potential is greatly reduced, how can you compare with Senior Brother Ji?"

Taidou Sun quit immediately, pointed at the other party's nose and shouted: "You know what, Senior Brother Yang is an immortal who came down to earth, and his potential is more than a step higher than Senior Brother Ji's. If you don't accept it, how can we compete with each other?"

"Okay, who is afraid of whom?" The man was also furious, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to fight Taidou Sun.

Since then, the Yanwu Hall has become lively again.

However, all of this has nothing to do with Yang Xuanzhen.

He had followed Elder Song Mo into the deepest part of the hall, and immediately after passing through an ancient stone gate, his eyes suddenly opened up.

Here is a bamboo house, quiet and unique, the bamboo forest is green, the breeze blows past, the rustling of bamboo leaves is as sweet as fairy music.

On the left side of the bamboo house, there is a well with gurgling water, exuding a faint fragrance.

Moreover, the air here is extremely fresh, when Yang Xuanzhen breathes, he can feel the pores of his whole body relax, and the turbid Qi in his body is completely removed, making him feel refreshed and happy.

This is the reason why the aura of heaven and earth is so strong that it produces such a strange effect.

"Little friend Yang, please." In the bamboo house, an old man and a young man sat facing each other. After Song Mo filled the teapot with two cups of tea, he raised his hand to signal to Yang Xuan for the genuine tea.

"Thank you." Yang Xuanzhen nodded, picked up the teacup and took a sip, the tea soup entered his throat, and a sweet smell flooded his whole body.

This tea is actually made from Yuanying Pill, which contains the medicinal essence of Yuanying Pill, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of warriors.

"Good tea."

Yang Xuanzhen tasted it a little bit, just a Nascent Soul Pill was of little use to him.

He put down his teacup, looked at Song Zhong on the opposite side, and asked, "May I ask Elder Song why he is looking for a disciple?"

Song Mo stroked his snow-white beard and pondered, "Little friend Yang, your current physique has reached a limit. If you want to go further, it will be almost as difficult as reaching the sky, unless you are immediately promoted to the mysterious realm of supernatural powers."

"But the old man sees that you are only a ninth-level psychic, and there is still room for improvement. Moreover, you don't seem to be willing to be inferior to others. You will definitely save to a point where you can't make progress before you choose to step into supernatural powers."

"Elder Song has good eyesight, indeed." Yang Xuanzhen said calmly.

It is indeed very difficult for ordinary people to cultivate to such a level, and it will take a very long time to improve even with the accumulation of resources.

Moreover, ordinary low-level resources cannot be promoted at all, only extremely rare pills, and various rare treasures of heaven and earth.

But Yang Xuanzhen was different. He practiced such a great method as Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength. As long as it was a resource, even if it was a low-level resource, if the amount was large enough, it might be able to help him awaken the ancient giant elephant particles, and thus make great progress in cultivation.

Seeing Yang Xuanzhen's normal expression, Song Zhong secretly praised him, and then changed the subject abruptly: "But, now there is an opportunity in front of you, which can make you reborn."

Yang Xuanzhen asked in surprise, "What opportunity?"

Could it be that Elder Song Zhong invited him here to give him some opportunity to help him improve his cultivation?

This is really possible.

Didn't you hear that Yang Xuanzhen once listened to the sermon in the main hall of teaching the exercises, and the old man who taught the exercises gave him a method of moving Qi and blood, which can be as big or small as you want.

Involuntarily, Yang Xuanzhen looked forward to it.

Song Zhong smiled and said: "Young friend Yang, have you heard of Hualongchi?"

"Hualong Pond?" Yang Xuanzhen shook his head: "I have never heard of it, please tell Elder Song clearly."

But upon hearing these three characters, Yang Xuanzhen knew that it must be some kind of creation that can transform people, and it is related to dragons.

Song Zhong explained: "The so-called Hualong Pond is the place where the dragon's marrow gathers in the body of the dragon after its fall."

"Therefore, the Hualong Pond contains extremely thick life essence. This thing is a great fortune for any creature. It only needs to be absorbed into the body to refine it, and it will be able to obtain amazing benefits."

As he said that, Song Mo looked at Yang Xuanzhen with a little envy. Even he, an elder with the first level of supernatural power and mana realm, coveted such good fortune.

Yang Xuan really understood, and asked again: "So that's the case, then where is this Hualongchi, and why didn't Elder Song go to Hualongchi to practice?"

Hearing this, Song Zhong couldn't help laughing, and explained: "Little friend Yang misunderstood, although the old man also wanted to go to Hualongchi to get a chance, but anyway, the Hualongchi was excavated by the elders above and arranged it himself, the old half-elder can go No."

Yang Xuanzhen did know that there are four types of elders in the Taiyi Sect.

The first type is someone like Song Zhong who has a weaker cultivation base in the mysterious realm of supernatural powers, called half-elders.

On weekdays, half-elders manage all kinds of common affairs in the sect and have some rights, but their status is not as good as that of true disciples.

The second type is that no matter how high the cultivation base is, those with medium cultivation bases in the mystical powers can be called true elders, and their status is no less than that of ordinary true disciples.

The third type is the Great Elder, who has great supernatural powers and monstrous mana, at least the ninth and tenth level of the supernatural powers.

Even, it may be the ancient giant in the secret realm of longevity.

For example, the principals in the ten halls of Taiyimen are all great elders.

As for the fourth type, it is the legendary Supreme Elder.

The Supreme Elders, each one is extremely mysterious, all of them are old antiques, their cultivation base is extremely tyrannical, and their lifespan is even longer. The weakest among them has at least one hundred thousand years of lifespan, and their authority is similar to that of a teacher.

However, the Supreme Elders usually practice in the depths of time and space, or travel through the heavens and universes, for thousands of years, without appearing in front of people, and they don't care about the affairs of the sect.

Only when the sect is in the autumn of life and death, the elders will appear to save the sect from danger.

It is rumored that there are hundreds or even hundreds of Supreme Elders in the Supreme Unity Sect.

"Could it be that the Great Elder above arranged it with his own hands?" Suddenly, Yang Xuanzhen seemed to have realized something, and stared at Song Zhong with burning eyes.

Song Ding nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, in two days, the assessment for the promotion of outer disciples to inner disciples will start this month, and it will be related to this Dragon Pond."

"Little friend Yang, with your current strength, you are already enough to take part in the assessment, and thus be promoted to an inner sect disciple. You will also be able to cope with all the dangers of the assessment, and gain the opportunity in the Dragon Transformation Pond."

"Thank you Elder Song for your guidance. This junior will keep this in mind, and there will be rewards in the future." Yang Xuanzhen stood up suddenly, and bowed to Song Zhong in thanks.

He didn't know this information.

Moreover, none of the disciples of Taiyi Sect seemed to discuss the matter of Hualongchi, otherwise, it would have caused a sensation long ago.

From this point of view, it should be that the sect deliberately blocked the matter, not wanting to leak the news.

So, this is a secret news, and now, Song finally told him this secret news, this kindness is naturally worth remembering.

"You don't need to be too polite." Seeing this, the smile on Song Mo's face became brighter and brighter.

He likes to deal with intelligent people the most, and he can tell the pros and cons without too many words.

"Yang Xiaoyou, the outer sect disciples need [-] merit points, or the historical merit points must be greater than [-], before they can be admitted to the inner sect."

Song Zhong reminded: "If the little friend's merit points are less than five thousand, the old man can be a favor again."

"There is no need to bother Elder Song anymore."

With a smile on Yang Xuanzhen's face, he took out his merit card and handed it to Song Zhong: "Elder Song, help me to see, these should be enough to be promoted to an inner disciple."

"This…"

Song Mo stared blankly at the black merit card, feeling a little dazed.

If he was not mistaken, this merit card, the number of historical merit points, has exceeded one hundred thousand...

How many days has Yang Xuanzhen been getting started?
Afterwards, the two chatted for a while, and Yang Xuanzhen got up to say goodbye, and headed towards the Immortal Climbing Pagoda in the center of the disaster city.

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(End of this chapter)