Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 504 Death of Nascent Soul

For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue was strange. The Yuanying ancestors of all the sects present did not dare to move, for fear of attracting Yue Xuan's attention.

Upon seeing this, the great monk Yunhai patted the arm of Yue Xuan next to him and said softly: "Everyone is here, you are the host this time, let's announce the start!"

Hearing this, Yue Xuan waved his hand casually and said in a calm tone: "Everyone, please stop standing and take a seat."

"Thank you, senior, for the seat." Everyone said with their hands in hand.

After saying this, they searched for their seats according to their respective areas.

Cao Wei went to Beidi, said hello to Yuanying Taoist fellows of Danyang, Taiwei, and Qingyun sects, and then took his seat.

The next moment, as the host of Haoran Academy, Qi Sheng Zhenjun lightly clapped his hands twice and ordered: "Have a banquet!"

As soon as he said these words, beautiful female cultivators in colorful clothes appeared in the misty mountainside, carrying delicacies, various kinds of fruits, and walking gracefully through the air.

Behind him, followed a number of powerful men, carrying wine jars on their shoulders, and the mellow fragrance of jade liquid and nectar dispersed in the clear mountain breeze.

This conference passed by unknowingly for a long time, but from the beginning to the end, the great monk Yuexuan was like a stone sculpture, saying nothing and not eating.

And in the jade platform on the top of the mountain, even though there was a peaceful scene of singing and dancing, the Nascent Soul cultivators from all sides felt uncomfortable.

As soon as these words were said, the Jindan monks from all sides halfway up the mountain just took their seats and communicated with each other with their spiritual thoughts.

After all the fine wine and delicacies were placed on the food table in front of every Yuanying monk, the great monk Yunhai saw that Yuexuan was sitting still, so he took the lead in picking up the jade chopsticks and said with a smile: "Let's have a banquet."

As for the manpower stationed abroad, they must also be recalled as planned, and all intelligence exploration, cultural invasion and other work abroad must be scaled back.

And the casual cultivators under his previous governance, like the monks who were proficient in various arts and had special skills, also became the objects of competition from all parties.

Because of the affairs involved, the workload of coordination is too huge and complicated, and sometimes a small amount of it involves a huge amount of interests.

Of course, these various cooperations that have been decided are just a first draft, and they have to be reviewed and finalized by the Nascent Soul Lord above.

These conditions are extremely harsh, but no matter how reluctant these five forces are, they have to hold their noses and endure it.

Many Nascent Soul cultivators around him were also frightened and evacuated the Yutai, leaving only Yuexuan, Yunhai and more than ten Nascent Soul Lords in Zhongzhou.

All parties began to settle their interests with the Xiaoxu Sect, Chiying Sect, Qingxuan Sect, and the Quyang family.

Therefore, even the master Jindan, who is good at managing Jindan among all the forces, changed from laughing at the beginning to looking solemn, and then couldn't help but curse.

Now that they have lost their Nascent Soul ancestor, they should give up the vested interests that are not in line with their own strength, and give up the natural resources such as land, rivers, minerals, forests, sea areas and even airspace that they occupy in their name.

After all, if you don't know what's going on, then these five former Nascent Soul forces would no longer exist. Furthermore, the reason why we have such an opportunity is because of the rules set by the Elder's Palace.

Seeing this scene, the more than ten Nascent Soul Lords here in Zhongzhou were all on tenterhooks. How could they bother to taste the delicious food and enjoy the singing and dancing?

Just when Cao Wei was extremely bored, he suddenly became alert and suddenly disappeared.

Otherwise, the current Nascent Soul forces of all parties will only make things worse, further break their bones and suck out their marrow, and plunder all their previous heritage, instead of choosing such a negotiated method to solve the problem peacefully.

And this is just the opening dish of this meeting. There are still various cooperation matters carried out by all parties. Some of the regulations are not in line with the current situation and need to be revised, or simply voided, or signed again.

Almost all walks of life are involved, allowing the resources of all parties to complement each other and develop in an orderly manner.

In addition, what will be ceded are many economic resources such as human resources, technology, energy, logistics, etc.

As a result, the conference below was interrupted from time to time, and the Jindan monks with entangled interests from all sides directly made an appointment to compete in the martial arts venue opened outside.

The next moment, Cao Wei appeared hundreds of miles away. With a wave of his sleeves, a hazy aura swept away a cloud of black mist and flew backwards.

The black mist transformed by the poisonous miasma surged and condensed into the shape of a dark cloud.

Under Cao Wei's feet was a strange beast that looked like a tiger or a leopard, with wings on its waist, four horns on its head, and black stripes hidden under its green fur.

It's just that this guy was covered in bruises, his breath was weak, and he looked like he was about to die.

However, Cao Wei still kicked him a few times, gently, and said slowly: "Don't pretend to be dead, otherwise my father will not care about you."

Upon hearing this, the beast's whole body was filled with spiritual light, and it transformed into a ragged young man.

"Father, mother is crazy. The child is just discussing with her the tariffs for the future spiritual wine trade between Qingxia and Lingyan sects. She is good, she can't convince me, so she just takes action." Cao Guizheng said with an annoyed look on his face .

While he was speaking, Youyun walked over with a smile on his face, but suddenly made a violent move and slapped Cao Guizheng several hundred feet away, breaking countless trees in succession.

"The child is still young, why are you so serious?" Cao Wei said helplessly.

"You are over two hundred years old, and you are still young? How did you become a father? This kid has been messing around with flowers all day long since he formed the elixir. He has no intention of practicing. He is still in the early stage of the golden elixir." Youyun said coldly. Face said.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei burst into laughter, turned around and left, leaving only one sentence: "If you want to fight, wait until you get back. Let's fight together. This situation is not suitable at the moment."

"Father!" Cao Guizheng shouted.

However, Cao Wei didn't seem to hear it. He turned around and looked at Haoran Mountain in the distance. He saw a majestic blood mist, wrapped in dozens of startling rainbows, rising into the sky and speeding towards the distance.

"Father, what happened?" Cao Guizheng also put away his playful smile and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Cao Wei did not reply, but raised his hand slightly to signal. At the same time, his spiritual thoughts burst out and surged in all directions.

It's just that the invisible divine thought only moved and covered five hundred miles away, and then it seemed like it had encountered a copper wall and could no longer move forward.

The next moment, the previous ancestor of Haoran Academy, Xian Si Zhenjun, sent a message and said: "Everyone, please be calm for a moment. Yue Xuan's practice has fallen into a demonic obstacle. We will control it first. Please wait a moment."

As soon as he said these words, Cao Wei waved his sleeves, and his spiritual light swept away, and he took his wife back to Haoran Mountain, where it seemed that she had been cut off in half by some kind of sharp weapon.

As soon as he landed, the great monk Yunhai stopped Wei Wujiu and heard him say slowly: "Wujiu, the master is here."

As soon as he said these words, Wanhua Zhenjun gently stroked his long beard and said slowly: "No blame, my uncle is here!"

"Although Master is not very powerful, he can still be a help when needed." Xia Guang said with a smile.

"Brother, don't be impulsive!" Cao Wei said slowly. The great monk Yue Xuan had been kind to Wei Wujiu for teaching and teaching, but now he was possessed by the swallowing of the underworld, and his soul was divided. If he takes action under the eyes of many Nascent Soul cultivators now, it is very likely that his situation will be exposed.

Once this matter is put on the scale, it will weigh a thousand pounds.

At that time, all parties have taken advantage of the situation and put pressure on him. The Elder Palace cannot pretend not to know anything about it. The lightest punishment will also end Wei Wujiu's life path.

Although the Elders Hall currently knows about Wei Wujiu's situation, it is only limited to a few Transformation Masters, as well as five great monks including Yun Hai, Yue Xuan, Shao Kang, Xuan Kong, and Bi Qing.

Now Shao Kang is only focused on breaking through to become a god, and has no extra thoughts to cause the displeasure of Yun Hai and Yue Xuan.

Xuan Kong, on the other hand, has made his attitude clear. If the two venerables Wu Xiang and Jin Mu are not sure that Wei Wu Jiu has completely eliminated the remaining swallowing of the underworld in his soul, then he cannot be allowed to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Of course, it is not so easy to break through in the late Nascent Soul stage. There are more than 4,000 true kings in the human race, but there are only more than 200 great monks.

As for Biqing, the great monk of the Meng family, her attitude is unclear. But according to this person's temperament, he is not a talkative person.

As soon as Zhenjun Qi Province, who was not far away, heard the conversation from the Qingxia Sect, he couldn't help but ask: "Senior Yunhai, do you really want to take action?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Hai said in a deep voice: "Why, Yue Xuan waited patiently for you to be fully prepared before taking action. Isn't this enough? Yue Xuan did it for the sake of Wu Xiang. If you have a chance, is it possible for you to ask me to stand by and watch?"

As he spoke, he changed from his usual calm demeanor and showed a rare expression of sullenness.

"Senior is joking, this is the best thing." Qi Province Zhenjun said with his hands.

Although the strength of the great monk is only in the late stage of Yuanying, his strength is several times more powerful than that in the middle stage of Yuanying in terms of soul, body, mana, etc.

Under the superposition of the three elements of essence, energy and spirit, an ordinary monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul has almost no resistance when facing a great monk.

As for the spiritual treasures possessed by those monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, or the magical powers they practice, in these aspects, the great monks are usually better than them.

This situation is especially obvious in a system like the human race where most of the resources are continuously concentrated towards the small group of monks at the top.

However, now that the great monk Yuexuan is in the territory of Haoran Academy, and facing the siege of the Nascent Soul monks who have been well prepared by all parties in Zhongzhou, this move can be regarded as fair and aboveboard.

Being able to act like this also means that he does not want to completely kill these Nascent Soul descendants in Zhongzhou, but more to give his past a satisfactory answer, which can also be said to be a complete break with the past.

Otherwise, if the great monk Yuexuan chooses to use Arrancar to wipe out all the Yuanying forces in Zhongzhou one by one, the first ones to suffer will be those Yuanying families with relatively shallow foundations. As for the long-established forces such as the Eight Great Academies, although they are not in danger of extinction, they are still in panic all day long and can only choose to shrink their own power, which is almost equivalent to closing the mountain.

He just needs to spend more time, and at least half of the Yuanying families in Zhongzhou will be destroyed, and even the eight major academies will lose most of their heritage and fall into decline.

But if this is the case, Zhongzhou will only fall into an even more chaotic and disorderly situation, and the final ones will be affected by the mortals at the lowest level.

Perhaps by then, more people will be in the same situation as he was when he was young.

And this was also a reason Wuxiangshangren used to persuade Yue Xuan.

At the same time, this is also Wu Xiu's promise to Yue Xuan. If he one day takes charge of the human race, during his time in power, no one in Zhongzhou will die of starvation due to disasters.

While the two parties were talking, a sudden sound of immortal music came from high in the sky.

On the mountains in the distance, dozens of phantoms in Confucian robes hundreds of feet tall appeared, holding a pen in one hand, using the huge spiritual power contained in the Haoran Academy's ground as ink, and swiped it away, splashing into the blue sky.

In an instant, a beautiful map of mountains and rivers spread thousands of miles across, with thousands of auras shining brightly and brilliance filling the sky.

Upon seeing this, Yun Hai glanced at True Lord Qi Sheng with a calm expression, and said slowly: "The Map of Mountains and Rivers, you guys are really rude!"

"It's just an imitation by later people. However, the amount of inspiration required to activate this treasure is still huge. It cannot be afforded by the junior Haoran Academy family. It requires the joint efforts of all parties!" Zhenjun Qi Sheng explained.

As soon as these words were spoken, the Nascent Soul cultivators from all sides rose into the air, using various means to reach five hundred miles away in just a few breaths.

Across this "Awesome Formation", everyone used their spiritual eyes to look hundreds of miles away.

I saw that under the surging spiritual light of this mountain and river map, I was trying to immobilize the great monk Yuexuan and take him in.

However, the white-haired and gray-bearded monk Yuexuan had no intention of dodging. Instead, he held his hand out of thin air, and suddenly a simple long knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed cleanly towards the sky.

A streak of blood-colored sword light roared toward the distance, splitting mountains and rivers in two wherever it passed.

The sword light finally struck directly at the nearest towering spiritual mountain protective formation, and a layer of solid spiritual light appeared instantly.

After a burst of shaking, the light curtain shattered like glass, and the remaining force of the blade struck the phantom of a Confucian robe hundreds of feet tall and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, Yue Xuan was swept away by the spiritual light of the mountain and river map.

When it rose into the sky, the figure disappeared into it and became an ink figure painted in a few strokes.

Immediately afterwards, countless cracks suddenly appeared in the shadow of the Confucian shirt, and streams of blood burst out from them.

The phantom was shattered, and two pieces of broken body fell out of it and landed in the forest.

Upon seeing this scene, Qi Sheng's expression suddenly changed, but then a voice of shouting came: "Don't be impulsive, I'm an old teacher, and I will have to rely on you to support the academy in the future!"

Following the sound, these words were shouted by Zhenjun Xiansi Lise, who was on the run from Nascent Soul.

But as soon as he said these words, the ink figures on the mountain and river map suddenly fainted and dispersed, like ink dripping in the water. In the blink of an eye, the ink color turned into scarlet blood, covering all the mountains and rivers in the picture. stained red.

Immediately afterwards, a sky-high murderous aura shot out from it, turned into substance, condensed into a long knife, and shot towards Yuanying, the True Lord of Xiansi.

At the critical moment, the Nascent Soul villain used teleportation, causing the space around him to distort and swallow him up.

But the bloody sword also disappeared at the same time.

The next moment, Xiansi Zhenjun's Nascent Soul fell out of the void, and the look of joy on his face had not faded away.

In an instant, this Nascent Soul disintegrated into pure spiritual energy that filled the sky, turning into a tidal wave of spiritual energy that swept away in all directions.

(End of this chapter)