Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

Chapter 283 Lord of the Southwest! (three)
Within the territory of Da Mo.

The Seven Sects Alliance has taken root in Da Mo for more than ten years. While its influence and power have expanded rapidly, it has also brought drastic changes in all aspects.

One of the most intuitive changes is that the number of immortal monks in the Great Mo Immortal World has more than doubled compared to more than ten years ago, truly surpassing the other three major powers by a level.

Not only has the number of local immortal monks increased dramatically, but the number of monks traveling to Da Mo from the southwest countries has also increased by more than ten times compared with the past.

The skyrocketing number of immortal monks naturally brought about a series of grand events. For example, there were dozens of large and small buildings in the city alone.

In the south of Da Mo, there is a new Danfufang City, which was built only ten years ago.

Thanks to the behind-the-scenes support of the Yinchuan Sect in the Seven Sects Alliance, Danfufang City has developed extremely rapidly and has become one of the largest cities in southern Da Mo in just a few years.

now:

Seven or eight days have passed since the battle at the headquarters of the Seven Sects Alliance.

In the prosperous Danfufang City, the grand scene of many escaping lights in the past no longer exists. Almost all the monks gather together in twos, threes, or in groups, discussing the same thing in different places.

Naturally, the only thing that could make them behave like this would be an earth-shattering event such as the sudden collapse of the seven sect alliances that dominated the southwest.

Many monks had different expressions, some were excited, some were slightly irritable, some were frightened, some were ambitious... and so on.

And in the residence of Wang Tian, ​​the steward of the city:

"Damn it!"

Under the cover of many formations, a young man dressed in luxurious brocade clothes was pacing back and forth in the room with a gloomy and irritable expression.

"An old thing that has disappeared for more than ten years can still appear. What kind of world is this..."

He kept cursing in his mouth, but even he didn't notice it, and he subconsciously lowered his voice.

Zhao Bing is an inner deacon of the Yinchuan Sect, and his master is a Supreme Elder of the Golden Core Stage in the sect. Although his status is far inferior to that of the true successors, elders and others in the sect, it is better than the foundation building outside. For a monk, he is still a big shot.

Originally, his little life was very comfortable, but something unexpected happened seven days ago. After the Supreme Elder who was in charge of the Yinchuan Sect hurriedly announced the decree, he arranged for all the members of the Yinchuan Sect to break up into pieces and flee.

On that day, Zhao Bing was in a panic and remembered that he had some friendship with Wang Tian, ​​the deacon in charge of Danfufang City. In addition, the city was densely populated and it would be easy to escape if something unexpected happened, so he took a few concubines and apprentices with him and hurriedly I came to Danfufang City.

To this day, Zhao Bing still feels as if he is in a dream and does not believe that he will end up like this.

"It's been several days, why haven't the sect sent me a summons yet?"

Zhao Bing's heart was already filled with a strong sense of uneasiness, which made him extremely anxious and depressed.

It stands to reason:
The Seven Sects Alliance not only has more than 20 golden elixir ancestors, but also has figures like the 'Shenxing Heavenly King' to lead them, and it has an overwhelming advantage in terms of strength.

And the enemies they faced were just two people. Shouldn't they resolve the battle quickly and reassemble the disciples from each family?
In Zhao Bing's opinion, dismissing the disciples in advance was overly cautious.

But he waited here for seven days, not daring to go out, but he didn't get the summons and announcement he wanted.

"There has been no movement for seven days. Could it be that something unexpected happened to the sect?"

"no, I can not!"

Zhao Bing shook his head suddenly and forced himself to calm down:
"It should be that Qingxu and Mingyuan are extremely difficult to deal with, which is why this battle continues to this day."

"The most likely thing at the moment is that the two sides have fallen into a brief stalemate, so we disciples are not really out of danger yet..."

These few self-comforting thoughts really made him less anxious.

He sat down again, wondering whether he should meet Wang Tian later, and proposed the idea of ​​going out.

He attaches great importance to his family's life, so much so that during the seven days he came here, he never took a single step out of his way to ensure safety and just in case.

And just when Zhao Bing was still hesitant:
At this time, several young men and women walked into the side hall, which were his two apprentices and three concubines.

Having been trapped in this small back room for the past few days, sheltered by numerous formations, they have also been tortured by anxiety and boredom. They can't stand it anymore and want to go out for a walk.

Their request made Zhao Bing completely determined, and he was ready to pull a magic bell and summon Wang Tian, ​​the deacon in charge here.

Although they are both deacons of the Yinchuan Sect, Wang Tian's status is not on the same level as him at all. Although the latter has become a foundation-building monk, he is just a commodity at his mercy.

After the Dharma bell is shaken, no matter what key matters Wang Tian is dealing with, he must immediately put down his affairs and come and obey his orders obediently.

"Jingle Bell……"

Soon, less than a quarter of an hour after the bell rang, Wang Tian came from outside.

"Wang Tian, ​​I'm ready..."

As usual, he was sitting in the Taishi chair, holding a tea cup, subconsciously putting on airs and giving instructions casually, but mid-sentence, his voice stopped abruptly.

He quickly noticed something was wrong:

When Wang Tian entered the door, he did not deliberately bow slightly and trot as usual. Instead, he walked calmly and squarely, with his head held high and his chest held high, and he entered the back room of his mansion in an upright manner.

His face no longer had the usual respect and a hint of fawning, replaced by a condescending and scrutinizing gaze.

The scrutinizing gaze contained excitement, greed, and an imperceptible cruelty that made Zhao Bing extremely uncomfortable. Looking at him was like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Wang Tian?! What do you want to do?!"

Zhao Bing immediately realized the danger. He stood up suddenly and broke the chair behind him. At the same time, he secretly carried out the protective technique and fastened the storage bag on his cuff to take out his personal spiritual weapon.Although his actions were not concealed, they were still a step later than Wang Tian, ​​who had been prepared.

"Buzz!"

Wang Tian's thoughts moved, and the four-layered formation covering the courtyard was immediately activated. While isolating the movement inside and outside, it also activated the power of suppression!

In an instant, layers of translucent light curtains suppressed each other, like thunder!
"Wang Tian! You are looking for death!!"

Zhao Bing roared, and a light black light mask appeared around his body. At the same time, a black orb appeared in his hand, and he shot it upward instantly.

Using Taoism and spiritual weapons together, he could barely withstand the suppression of the first few layers of light curtains, but there were still layers of suppression coming down behind, and the situation was still precarious.

And his few apprentices and concubines, who were only in the Qi Refining Stage, died on the spot as soon as they were suppressed by the formation, and they all turned into flesh and mud cakes, no longer human.

"Do not!!"

Zhao Bing's eyes instantly turned red and his eyes were about to burst, but the grief in his heart was extinguished as soon as it emerged and was replaced by panic.

He has realized that facing the fully powerful second-level formation, which is more than one level, his cultivation and strength are far from enough to compete, and there is no hope of even escaping from here.

Although his master is a Supreme Elder at the Golden Core level, he has many disciples and he is not taken seriously. Of course, it is impossible to give him a third-level secret treasure for protection.

And he had never even thought about it before:

By taking the initiative to step into the most heavily guarded core of the four major formations in Danfufang City, he was actually putting his life in Wang Tian's hands.

But how could such a despicable person, a prostitute who had taken refuge in the Yinchuan Sect, dare to take action against him?Aren't you afraid that the sect will be held accountable afterwards?
"Could it be that the Yinchuan Sect has..."

Zhao Bing thought of this immediately, his heart trembled and his whole body trembled.

He tried hard to control himself not to think about this, but he couldn't restrain his thoughts at all, so that he felt desperate as if a catastrophe was imminent.

If it wasn't for the Yinchuan Sect, or even the entire Seven Sects Alliance, there was something wrong, how could this mere dog-like little guy like Wang Tian dare to take action against him? !

"It seems that you have guessed it too."

A few steps away, Wang Tian, ​​who was standing with his hands behind his hands, showed something like a smile but not a smile:
"You arrogant bitches probably never thought that such a day would come to you, right?"

The voice just fell:

"Crack!"

After a crisp sound, the black orb on Zhao Bing's head was crushed and cracked, and then exploded violently.

After the black orb was shattered, his remaining protective Taoist skills were unable to hold on, and were quickly crushed and shattered. The light curtain manifested by the formation was pressed down hard without any hindrance!
"what!"

Zhao Bing screamed, and all the bones in his body were broken by the pressure. The whole body was reduced from a seven-foot body to only four feet.

Blood splattered everywhere, and there were tragic tear-like wounds all over his body, exposing white bone stubble. If he hadn't been a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage and had strong vitality, he would have died in an instant.

At this time, Wang Tian was no longer in a hurry to take his life. Instead, he controlled the formation to maintain this level, and began to "appreciate" Zhao Bing's dying state in his free time.

"Wang, Tian..."

Zhao Bing's whole body was crushed into half, it was difficult to move, and he could not speak. He could only use his remaining spiritual thoughts to make a weak voice, full of resentment:

"You, you must not... die!!"

"Master, Master, you will definitely avenge... for me!"

"Hahaha……"

Wang Tian laughed and said:

"I'm afraid you only guessed the failure of the Seven Sects Alliance, but you didn't expect how disastrous their defeat would be, right?"

He watched Zhao Bing as his vitality was slowly passing away, his face full of joy, and he said slowly:

"Ancestor Qingxu has unparalleled power. Together with Ancestor Mingyuan from our own country, we have almost wiped out all the Golden Core cultivators from your seven sect alliance!"

"It is said that there were only two Golden Core cultivators who managed to escape that day, and your master was obviously not included among them."

"What, what?!"

Even though he was severely injured and on the verge of death, his consciousness gradually became blurred, but Zhao Bing was still stunned by the news.

He had expected that the Seven Sects Alliance might fail, but he never expected that it would be defeated so completely, leaving only the remnants of the alliance!
"Shocking, right?"

The corners of Wang Tian's mouth were slightly raised, and his tone was cheerful:

"When I got the news, I was just as shocked and in disbelief as you were."

"It took me three full days and multiple confirmations to truly confirm the authenticity of this news, and I learned that the few remaining golden elixirs had escaped from Da Mo."

"It is said that the three golden elixir monks of Shen Tianzong, Changluo Xu family and Yinchuan sect secretly took away some direct members of each family and treasure troves before escaping in a hurry to prepare for a comeback in the future."

"But you have not received any notification from the Supreme Elder of Yinchuan Sect. It seems that you have been abandoned..."

(End of this chapter)