Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 246 An old member of Yaolu, a member of the Zhou family

The situation in the border areas, and the fighting between the Guangxiu Immortal Sect and the Langya Immortal Sect, caused a lot of uproar, but over the past 20 years, a balance has gradually formed and stabilized.

Unfortunately, it is not peaceful after all.

Zixi Immortal Sect has entered the scene!
It joined forces with Langya to conquer the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

A single stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the fragile balance order was instantly shattered, like a flood flooding the earth, sweeping thousands of miles, even the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect and Chiling Immortal Sect were affected.

Chaos has emerged throughout the border area, and the turmoil of more than a hundred years ago will be staged again.

"kill!"

Shout to kill the sky.

On Lingbei Lake, two groups of people came one after another. They were from different factions, but their Qi roots were equally matched and extremely strong. They must be monks from the Immortal Sect.

These are monks from the Langya Immortal Sect and the Zixi Immortal Sect. The two sects reached an unknown agreement and advanced together and retreated together to attack the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

The fighting between the same level is the most brutal.

Especially when one party has a large number of people, the balance of victory cannot be stopped no matter what.

"Hold on! Be sure to hold on!"

The person in charge of Lingbei Lake has a strong body and a strong spirit, and he directly acts as a pioneer. He is as powerful as a mountain.

He tried his best to hold on to the precarious situation and refused to give up.

The monks led by the two sects came up, sneered, and struck without mercy. The billowing magic power hit him down, making him unable to raise his head.

"puff"

He vomited blood while fighting, and his burly body gradually became rickety until he collapsed on the edge of Lingbei Lake.

Looking again, the clear Lingbei Lake has been dyed with a faint red color, and many corpses are floating on it, which is extremely terrifying.

……

Dayao Mountain.

Two monks came galloping over, their eyes flashing with fierce light, like thunder and lightning flying around, destroying the heaven and the earth.

"Rumble..."

They rushed in, and the many qi machines merged into one, like a galloping river, shaking the entire area.

The figures are chaotic, but they are like a well-trained battle formation, very suitable. They are spreading out from all directions to ensure that no fish will slip through the net.

"Enemy attack."

A monk from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect roared and was a little frightened. Apparently he saw the enemy's formation and knew something was wrong.

As soon as he finished speaking, he let a flying spear hit him on the mountain wall, leaving the corpse dripping with blood.

This seems to be a foreshadowing.

The monks of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect in Dayao Mountain were bleeding everywhere. The vegetation was stained with a touch of bright red, the rocks were red, and the blood was tangy.

"I survived it back then, and there is nothing to be afraid of today."

The old man with a broken arm who was stationed at Dayao Mountain had participated in the last game between the Immortal Sect. He was very open-minded and determined to defend the territory, swinging one arm to suppress the incoming enemies.

"Old guy, you can't do the same thing."

"Your body is no longer strong."

"Die."

What they got was a laugh. They were both members of the Immortal Sect, so the difference was not big. Even if their hearts were firm and hard to change, it was difficult to smooth out the difference in numbers.

The two of them joined forces, and the techniques running in their bodies were different, but equally powerful. One made seals, the other clenched fists, and the fight made Xu Tian shake.

The old man with a broken arm was pouring out his mana like water. He wanted to neutralize the attacks from both parties, but it was really difficult and he suddenly fell into danger.

"Roar"

In the crisis, he was not timid. He danced the severed arm, completely abandoning life and death. He locked the monk of Langya Immortal Sect with his energy, punched out like lightning, and ran straight away.

On the way, the monks of Zixi Immortal Sect attacked him, but he did not waver. He braved the situation of certain death and went to kill them.

"puff"

In the end, the old man with a broken arm died, but his broken arm was penetrated from the chest of one of the enemies. The two were enemies, but they were stacked together after death, which was also sad.

"You are really overbearing. Let me set fire to you and send you away."

The leader of the Zixi Immortal Sect sighed, gave an old man with a broken arm some dignity, and burned down Dayao Mountain, burying everything in the fire.

……

The wind dragon falls.

It was an extremely evil place with filthy spiritual energy. The Wen Ji Department of the Law Enforcement Hall fell here. The men and horses of the Langya Immortal Sect on the left and right surrounded them, and their spells and techniques were like a heavy rain or a furious wind, crackling down.

Everyone in the Hall of Law Enforcement was covered in blood and exhausted, like a dilapidated ship, any time a big wave came over, the entire army would be wiped out.

"Has the reinforcements arrived yet?"

The veteran of the Wenji Department roared.

They can't hold on for long and need help. But at this time, Guangxiu Immortal Sect is on fire from all sides and is hiring people everywhere. It's not easy to wait for help.

"Chong"

At this time, a flash of sword light fell down, dividing the earth, and pushed back the approaching Langya Immortal Sect monks.

Behind the sword light is a young man with slightly white temples, sharp eyes, and some blood stains on his body. He wants to travel around to kill enemies and has no leisure time.

"Director Iron Punishment, he came here alone, this..."

Someone recognized Chang Siliu. He was located in front of the Ghost Mountain. He killed a group of murderers and became famous in one battle. He also protected his tribe when the sky fell and the earth fell. He had the means and the kindness to be recommended as the Iron Punishment Division. long.

With this person coming to their aid, they felt a little relieved that they were not abandoned at last.

But there is another kind of worry. I often think that if one person faces such a huge battle with one sword, he may not be able to save the world, and he may even be able to join in.

They really don't want such a strong man in the sect to die of exhaustion, and their hearts are tightly entangled.

"I really caught a big one."

Here, Gu Hai, the leader of the Langya Immortal Sect, his eyes lit up, he nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "Get up."

In an instant.

In the entire Fenghuofall, there seemed to be a wind dragon raging, and gusts of strong wind, as sharp as a sword, rose from all directions, surrounding Chang Silu and others.

"All of you must die."

Gu Hai said coldly.

Then, there were sharp wind blades that shook the sky and moved away. The monks' spells were overwhelming and dense, and it was impossible to dodge them no matter how hard they tried.

In this kind of attack, the sharp light of the Langya monk is hidden, and he will kill like a poisonous snake at any time, giving the enemy a painful blow.

"Then Chang will seek life from this death."

Chang Sixiu was not unaware of the danger, but that was the kind of person he was. As long as he felt it was worth it, he would go for it even if his life was shattered.

This firm will caused him to encounter catastrophes many times and his vitality was severely damaged.

But this is also the reason why he walked out of the Black Abyss Prison and got rid of his identity as a jailer. If he didn't have the consciousness to hold up the pillars, why bother to wade in the muddy water? Just be an idler.

"boom"

Chang Siyou activated the Taibai West Meridian to the extreme, exuding a fierce energy all over his body. He waved his sword, and a brilliant sword light poured out, destroying many attacks.

He jumped up, came to the top of the Fenghuo Pendant, and slashed down with his long sword, hoping to destroy the Fengshui terrain and break the formation.

"I have some skills, but the battle is complete, and I can defeat the dragon and the tiger."

Naturally, Gu Hai would not be careless. He used his hands to create magic formulas, and his body was in perfect alignment, like an earthly god. He waved his hand, and the strong wind blew away the sword light.

He stepped on the ground and the ground moved. He was in front of Chang Siliu in an instant and punched him down.

"boom"

Chang Silu drew his sword and slashed, the blade brushed against Gu Hai's fist, leaving a white mark.

This is a formidable enemy. He is very thoughtful. He has already planned a suitable formation. His attacks are like a suppression of heaven and earth, which is extremely terrifying.

"kill!"

What was even more difficult was that a large number of Langya monks wasted Chang Sixiu's mana, organizing themselves into a large and airtight network, and the blades of their swords swayed like stars in the sky, shining brightly. "puff"

I often thought that my magic power was flowing out and my breath was surging, but I couldn't bear it anymore. I let out a muffled groan, and the blood was sprinkled on the wind and the dragon fell.

"Master Chang!"

The cultivators of the Wenji tribe were anxious when they saw this, but they were surrounded by a group of people and could not come forward to help them. They could only cry out in grief and feel sad.

"die!"

Gu Hai took advantage of the situation and attacked, his aura soaring to the sky, not giving Chang Sisi a chance at all, making it clear that he was going to force his opponent to death in one fell swoop.

He held the sword like a demon, and the sword glowed with blood as he slashed down, as if the hell of dead souls had opened, and the aura of death was strong.

"Roar"

At the critical moment, Chang Sixiang let out a long roar, and fierce light flashed around his body. His eyes were like the sun and sharp swords, giving people a feeling that they could not look directly.

He just shot out his sword, like a strong wind from the North Sea, destroying everything in sight.

Gu Hai's offensive collapsed instantly, and he flew backwards, his body covered in blood and severely injured.

"You're destroying lives."

He saw something, but he had no choice but to say in shock: "But what kind of secret method is this? It's so terrifying."

Chang Sixiu, who once again forced the Taibai West Meridian to run, went on a killing spree.

This battle once again demonstrated the extreme and terrifying nature of the Yangjian Peak inheritance, swallowing up everything like an uncontrollable ferocious beast.

Kill the enemy, kill yourself.

The monks of the Law Enforcement Hall were saved.

After Gu Hai died, a large number of Langya Immortal Sect monks dispersed in fear.

Often thinking wins.

It was a miserable victory.

Lingbei Lake was blood red, Dayao Mountain was in ruins, and the wind and dragon fell into a bloody battle. One after another, the news flowed like snowflakes into the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

One year, two years, five years...

It is an indisputable fact that the Guangxiu Immortal Sect is weak. It is really difficult for the two Immortal Sects to join forces to encircle them.

Many people are worried, but there is not much they can do.

……

Medicine house.

This is a fairyland in the outer gate. The 36 palaces are shining brightly, and the fragrance of elixirs is fragrant and condenses into clouds. People who come and go are from the alchemy path, which is really enviable.

Among them, Longxing Hall is the first of the 36 halls. It is extremely quiet and few people can set foot there.

At this time, there were two people in the hall, one was a handsome young man, and the other was an elegant and elegant old man. They were both orthodox alchemists.

"Elder, the Immortal Sect is in turmoil, why not restart the camp plan."

The relationship between the handsome young man and Yaolu is very deep. When he mentioned the "Fortress Project", his eyes were bright with deep longing and yearning.

Back then, the situation was even more intense than this. The sage from their Yaolu still kept the peace of the Immortal Sect. As a younger generation, he also had the determination to protect the territory.

"The Immortal Sect Game is no joke. As long as you go to the front line, no one can guarantee your safety."

Old Man Qinghui is someone who has personally experienced it. No matter how strong the Yaolu fortress is, it will still be shattered under the bombardment of the magic power of the high-level cultivators.

It is never easy to make achievements and build a career. It is ordinary to put your life into it and get no feedback at all.

"Perhaps this is an opportunity."

The handsome boy insisted.

The two looked at each other without moving away or speaking, and the palace suddenly became calm.

"Back then, before Mr. Chen passed away, he told Senior Shang Qu that he would be the next one..."

The old man Qinghuang's eyes were far away, and the moment he turned around, that touch of grace was very familiar. He was actually Zhou Yi, the three-generation successor that Chen Sheng was most optimistic about in the past.

He grew up when Yaolu was at its peak, passed through the era of Shangqu, and finally took power until today.

"Zhou Xian, you are serious about starting the camp plan and rushing to the front line. Even if you know it is very dangerous, you will not regret it."

Zhou Yi turned around, with complicated eyes, and told the origin of the handsome young man.

This is the Zhou family, people of the same lineage as Zhou Li and Zhou Huang, and Chen Sheng can be called the "ancestor".

Because of this relationship, he really didn't want Zhou Xian to be a young hero and go out on adventures. Zhou Huang's past events were really shocking.

"I will not bring shame to the hut, nor will I bring shame to the founder."

Zhou Xian was very determined. The glory of his lineage had been dormant for many years, or it could be said that it had never really bloomed, and was more of a legacy.

When it came to Zhou Huang's generation, he should have been popular among the people, but unfortunately he died midway. Fortunately, he had some talent, so he was unwilling to rest in peace.

"Alright then, you go."

Zhou Yi thought for a while and stopped blocking him. Maybe Zhou Xian would dig deep into the fortress like Elder Shang Qu, turn it into building a foundation, and lead an era.

"Elder, take care."

Finally getting the promise, Zhou Xian was overjoyed and ran to prepare excitedly.

"I hope my decision is right."

Behind him, Zhou Yi was silent. At this time, the border area was dangerous, and it was extremely dangerous to enter the game and seek the limelight.

However, he did not deny Zhou Xian's intelligence. The emergence of Yaolu Camp could indeed stabilize the precarious situation.

This is something that has been proven back then. The combination of an alchemist and a monk who is good at killing will unleash terrifying power.

……

In the vast land, there is a ruin in the mountains, which looks like a camp. There are many traces of battles in the ruins, old ones, countless ones.

From the outside, the former glory of this place is no longer visible, but in people's memory, it has never faded.

"This is the place where the ancestors fought, and here I come."

Zhou Xian came to this place that only appeared in classics. Standing here for the first time, even though he was facing a ruins, he still felt excited and excited in his heart.

It's like a holy place!

He will repeat what his ancestor once did and once again build an indestructible fortress in the mountains to resist foreign enemies.

"Master Zhou Xian, Qingpinggu's attitude is unclear, we have to be careful."

Behind Zhou Xian, there followed a group of followers, all of whom were from Yaolu, including alchemy apprentices, people who grew spiritual herbs, and fighting monks.

An experienced old man secretly reminded Qingping Valley that more than a hundred years ago, Qingping Valley fought against the Hidden Dragon out of the abyss, and the situation was irresistible. Although there was no sign of rebellion against the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, his attitude was ambiguous, which made people suspicious.

"Qingpinggu? There is a friendship between this lineage and the ancestor. My old friend from the past has not left, so he should not take action against me."

It’s not like Zhou Xian hasn’t done some investigation and knows the seriousness, he said: “Stay here. If something goes wrong, we will leave.”

The person who is now the head of Qingping Valley is amazing, and he is already able to make moves in the chess game of Biandi.

His lineage has a great connection with Qingping Valley. At critical moments, for the sake of the ancestor, he can invite a lot of help.

"Yes."

Now that Zhou Xian knew it, the old man stopped talking and directed everyone to start building the fortress here.

As expected, the earth's veins, earth's energy, and some subtle spiritual intelligence were not destroyed.

This made the reconstruction of the fortress very smooth, and within three or two days, an outline could be seen.

then……

Some people set up formations, some people cultivated the soil, and some people perfected the buildings. They were very busy.

About half a month later.

In this group of mountains, a tall and strong fortress has been erected. It looks like a weapon of war, but inside it is full of vitality.

In the medicine garden, the spiritual soil that was first cultivated has been sown with seeds, broken buds, and a little bit of green, which is particularly gratifying.

(End of this chapter)