Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 273
Jingbei Mountains.

Located in the northwest of Jingmen, adjacent to the East Lake, it is a group of mountains stretching for hundreds of miles.

In the past, they were all deep mountains and dense forests with rare human presence.

And with the progress of this war that stretches across the world of cultivating immortals in Great Chu, the land of Jingmen has become one of the core places of this war.

The large stretch of mountains in Jingbei is now a barren mountain of scorched earth. Under the chaotic spiritual energy fluctuations, there is almost no grass growing, and the scorched earth is everywhere.

In this mountain range, although there has never been a major war, after a long period of fierce fighting, this mountain range has almost become a tacit battle ground between the Longevity Sect and the Zhengdao League.

Almost every moment, this mountain range is stained with blood.

The low-level immortal cultivators on both sides, either formed a system to fight against each other, or went in twos and threes, or walked alone...

In an outpost camp close to the front line camp of the Changshengzong, there are many houses surrounded by a large formation, and the camp is quite noisy with the coming and going of immortal cultivators.

In a wooden hall in the center of the camp, several men in long-lived patriarchal robes stood in the cave, and at the corner of the hall, there was a bloody body lying on the ground.

"Zhao Hong, why did you call us all of a sudden?"

A man made a sound, then pointed to the bloody body on the ground and asked, "Who is this kid?"

After saying this, several immortal cultivators present all looked over.

Zhao Hongyin said with a gloomy face, "This person is the brother of that little beast. He followed that little beast from secular world to cultivating immortals. This time he sneaked into the Lingtian camp behind the Rebel Alliance and happened to capture this kid."

"The little bastard who killed my son has already arrived at the Rebel Alliance camp."

"Zhao wants to avenge my son, I hope you can help me!"

The man at the side said: "The one you are talking about is the master craftsman who has recently become famous in the Anti-League, right?"

Hearing this, the expressions of the other cultivators were all different.
Zhao Hong glanced at the man coldly,
"Kill him, Zhao won't take any of the spoils, and will give you two thousand contribution points each."

"That's a master craftsman..."

Another person spoke, his voice was flat, half of what he said, although he didn't finish, the meaning revealed in his tone was very clear.

Zhao Hong gritted his teeth: "Three thousand contribution points per person!"

Someone asked again: "Since this person is a master craftsman, he should be highly valued within the Rebellion Alliance. What are you going to do?"

"That little bastard considers himself noble, and is still a casual cultivator, and has never joined the Rebel Alliance."

"Besides, that little bastard has only recently become famous, so it's not a big threat."

"This time Zhao caught this kid. Given the relationship between that little bastard and this kid, as long as news is released, that little bastard will definitely find him."

"We just have to wait. When the time comes, Mr. Zhao will personally draw this kid's soul and light the lamp in front of him, so that the little beast will know what pain is!"

Zhao Hong's face was flushed, ferocious and excited.

A man asked uncertainly, "Does he dare to come here?"

"That little beast is very good at disguising. When he was in the Jade Emperor Valley, he disguised his identity many times. Now, this little beast has obtained the inheritance from nowhere and has become a master craftsman. There must be a disguise tool."

"Besides, Zhao also heard that that little bastard is also good at puppet art, and his methods are quite extraordinary."

"Yigao is bold. With the relationship between that little bastard and this kid, even if he is afraid of death, he will come over to inquire after hearing the news."

"Let's catch a turtle in a urn!"

"Even if he calls one or two helpers, there are seven of us, so why not be afraid!"

"The belongings of a master craftsman are all yours..."

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Jingmen City, Qiuyue Building.

In this Jingmen City, which is close to the front line of the Asura Field, countless immortal cultivators are born and died on this front line for various reasons.

Between countless lives and deaths, this is the frontline camp located in Jingmen City. After entering the city, it is naturally a rare leisure and tranquility.

Such a place, such as a romantic place like Qiuyue Tower, naturally has extremely prosperous business.

Today's Qiuyue Tower is closed to thank guests, and the door is closed.

But inside the Qiuyue Building, it was as noisy as usual.

The dancing girl is graceful and graceful.

It was supposed to be full of amorous feelings, arousing people's blood spurting, and it was hard to restrain.

But at this time, in this romantic place, the dancing posture is rare and dignified, and even a little nervous.

Those seated in the hall were not the anxious guests in the past, they sat silently, sipping tea, sipping wine, or closing their eyes and resting their minds, waiting.

More than a dozen immortal cultivators all built their foundations.

And as time passed, from time to time, a strong foundation builder stepped into the hall and took a seat.

"Counting Xie's own words, a total of [-] foundation-building monks were summoned, and they all swore the oath of Taoism. The news of the summoning is temporarily kept secret, and it should not be leaked."

In the attic on the second floor, Xie Ming introduced in detail: "The person at the front is a casual cultivator, named Zhu Ming, a cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and is good at poisonous insects. Basic mid-term cultivation base..."

"As for what Zhao Hong said, there is already accurate information. He is now at the outpost camp of the Longevity Sect's Huiming Valley."

"There are three foundation-builders from the Longevity Sect stationed in this camp. Including Zhao Hong himself and some casual cultivators, there are at most six or seven foundation-builders. The threat is not great..."

"Troublesome fellow Daoist."

Chu Mu squeezed out a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, you are more polite. There are so many fellow practitioners, and there is basically no danger in doing it together. Also, fellow Daoist, you give such a generous reward. Putting it in the alliance, this kind of mission is rare."

Chu Mu asked: "Is there any opinion in the League on this matter?"

"What opinion can there be!"

Xie Ming waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist, pay your own rewards, gather immortal cultivators by yourself, or attack the Longevity Sect. How can there be any objection in the alliance..."

Chu Mu nodded, looking around the lobby downstairs, there were eighteen foundation builders, eight of whom were in the middle stage of foundation establishment, ten in the early stage of foundation establishment, plus himself...

A total of nineteen foundation builders, with such a lineup, killed Zhao Hong, and he... died well.

He walked down from the second floor, and the original music and dancing stopped abruptly, and the dancers and musicians all retreated swiftly.

The gazes of all the foundations present were also seen by everyone.

"This time about Chu, I will trouble fellow Taoists."

"This matter is over, fellow daoists present, just give Chu the request for the spiritual weapon."

Chu Mu spoke slowly, his voice as flat as ever.

"As for the spirit weapon, Zhu doesn't need it, but Zhu has a spirit weapon, and I need your help to refine it, fellow daoist."

A bald man in a green robe spoke out.

"can."

"After this incident, fellow daoist can discuss it with Chu in detail."

The man nodded and said nothing more.

"I heard that fellow Taoist, you are also good at puppet art, high-grade spiritual weapon, can you replace it with a puppet at the beginning of the second level? If there is a price difference, Li can make up for it."

Another man spoke up.

"can."

Chu Mu nodded, then looked around the audience, and asked, "Other fellow daoists, do you have any other requests?"

The voice fell, and the audience was silent.

Chu Mu took a deep breath, raised his hand, and a projection appeared in the hall.

"This is Huiming Valley, an outpost camp of the Longevity Sect. Zhao Hong is in it. In addition, this person is a friend of Chu. If any fellow Taoist finds out, I hope you can protect him as much as possible. So grateful."

"The mission this time is to break through the Huiming Valley. Those who are related to Zhao Hong will be punished!"

Chu Mu didn't say much, just a few words set the tone of the matter.

The closed door of Qiuyue Building was then slowly opened.

Immortal cultivators on the street were surprised by the sudden closing and opening of Qiuyue Building.

In the middle of the hustle and bustle, one after another, the immortal cultivators who came out of Qiuyue Tower, their shining foundation building cultivation, immediately stopped the hustle and bustle.

In Jingmen City, foundation builders are not uncommon, and it can even be said that they are very common.

But...it is not uncommon for nearly twenty foundation builders to appear at the same time.

Except for some big actions of the Zhengdao League, generally speaking, it is impossible for such a big battle to happen.

When the foundation builders left, the originally silent street suddenly became noisy.

Immortal cultivators have speculated about the reason behind this big battle. As the discussion continued, the news of the gathering of dozens of foundation-builders became more and more widespread, and the more it spread, the more evil it became. There was an uproar in the city.

The hustle and bustle gradually rose, and there were many discussions.

Together with Chu Mu himself, the nineteen foundation builders had already left the city, and their goal was to point directly at the outpost camp of the Longevity Sect in the mountains of Jingbei.

No one could have imagined that a master craftsman who had just gained fame would be so generous and make a big fight in a fit of anger.

As for Zhao Hong, who was in the outpost camp of the Longevity Sect, he never imagined that the ants that he could crush to death with just raising his hand now had such killing intent towards him, and he did not hesitate to take action.

At this moment, he was still squatting halfway in front of Xu Yuan, who was covered in blood all over his body, and stuffed Xu Yuan with a healing elixir, for fear that Xu Yuan would die and make him feel a little less happy when his revenge would be avenged.

"Don't worry, your big brother will be reunited with you soon."

"Even if you destroy the sound transmission order, it's useless. I've released the news. He has arrived at your frontline camp. He will definitely come. He will definitely come."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Xu Yuan struggled, shouting and cursing weakly.

"Hahahaha, I should die, why should I die?"

"Does my son deserve to die?"

"Why do you want to kill me?"

"You are nothing more than ants in the world. Isn't it a great blessing for you to be able to serve my son?"

"How dare you kill me?"

"Zhao knows that your elder brother has many methods, don't worry, Zhao has more methods!"

"Eight of the foundation builders, kill one of them, he deserves to die!"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Son, don't worry, dad will avenge you soon."

"Father will take the soul out of that little beast and light the lamp, and burn his bones to ashes!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Hong's expression was ferocious and distorted, almost insane.

Xu Yuan struggled desperately, but under the heavy restraints, he couldn't move at all, and collapsed on the ground, his face could only be full of despair...

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(End of this chapter)