Family cultivation of immortality: starting from Jiuhua Mountain

Chapter 125 The bloody setting sun【Please subscribe】

Outside Wangyue Valley, there is an endless plain battlefield. The air is filled with the disgusting smell of blood. Gun smoke is everywhere. The blood-stained monks are desperately making a last ditch effort. For a while, beast-like roars spread to the entire place. Valley.

The fire flashed across the sky, and for a while, the mountains and fields outside Wangyue Valley turned into broken walls and ruins, with falling rocks flying everywhere.

A series of muffled sounds were mixed with the fierceness of the sky, and the blazing male flames were rushing around, burning the earth mercilessly. The aura was flashing non-stop, the swords were clashing, and the sounds of fighting were non-stop.

In an instant, thousands of Qi Practitioners with shields on their heads were seen swarming in under the blood-red setting sun. In the background of blazing flames, the shouts of green men and horses shook the earth.

In the wilderness outside Wangyue Valley, black monks swept across like a tide. For a moment, arrows flew in the sky, and flaming fireballs roared down from the sky.

As the shouts of charging rang out, arrows whizzed past their ears. The blood-red eyes of the cultivators of the Qingyuan Sect flashed with hatred in their ferocious faces. On the battlefield of these two sects' spiritual stones, A bloody duel broke out, seeming to end the thousand-year blood feud.

After several hours of bloody battle, Qingyuan Sect and Canglingmen's reinforcements finally achieved an unprecedented victory, severely inflicting heavy losses and annihilating the main force of the invading Jingyangmen, and together with several batches of follow-up reinforcements, thus turning the tide of the war and snowing the skies. Former shame.

However, the price of victory was also heavy. The sky was filled with dense haze, and the vast land outside Wangyue Valley was filled with rivers of blood and littered with corpses.

The broken swords and spears were half-hidden in the red soil, shining faintly in the dim sky, seeming to tell the story of what happened in the past.

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Since the siege of Wangyue Valley, the strength of Jingyang Sect has been greatly reduced, and its disciples and the low-level monks affiliated with it have suffered heavy casualties.

With the reinforcements and assistance from Cangling Sect, Qingyuan Sect gradually turned the tide of the battle and pursued the victory.

However, one thousand enemies were killed and eight hundred were lost. The Qingyuan Sect's battle loss ratio was also very shocking. The monks from the three states recruited by Chen Yuhua and his party were also almost destroyed, with only a few survivors.

Fortunately, Chen Yuhua and the old patriarch practiced the secret magic blood escape technique. Although there were many twists and turns along the way, they finally encountered the Qingyuan Sect's reinforcement team and took their spiritual ship back to Qingxuan Immortal City.

Perhaps it was out of the intention to appease people's hearts, or because of Chen Yuhua's achievements in repeatedly defeating powerful enemies and destroying five foundations in a row.

In order to compensate, the monks from the Purple Mansion of the Qingyuan Sect also granted Chen Yuhua and the old patriarch a three-year recuperation leave to stay in Qingxuan City.

The two of them happily accepted this and embarked on the return journey with the Qingyuan Sect's spirit ship.

Arriving on the deck, Chen Yuhua took a quick glance and discovered that the Green Spirit Boat was protected by several thick green shields, blocking the strong wind that broke through the sky.

As for the two wings of the ship, there are also several rows of demon-killing crossbows and spirit-gathering cannons, and their shining spiritual patterns look very extraordinary. Even on such a spiritual ship, strict hierarchy is reflected everywhere. In order to facilitate its "management", Qi practitioners can only stay in the bottom cabin during the flight and are not allowed to set foot on the deck at will. , so Class A Supreme is empty at this time.

And the foundation-building monks can only stay where they belong, and are not allowed to approach the place where the purple mansion monks on the top floor of the spirit ship belong.

When Chen Yuhua stepped forward gently, he discovered that there was a large map of Kunyu placed on the operating table, detailing the major cities and towns where monks gathered in the Liang Kingdom, as well as some important resource points.

Chen Yuhua walked slowly to the front of the stage and gently flipped the seven-star spirit gathering disk in front of him. After observing it carefully for a while, he discovered that Jing was somewhat different from what he had in his mind. He never thought that Jing would turn out to be this place in the southern wilderness. It is also so vast.

From time to time, Chen Yuhua was seen using his hands to perform simple magic arts, slightly adjusting the direction of the seven-star soul gathering disk, and looking up the situation of Chen State in the northern border of Yunmengze, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Suppressing the inexplicable thoughts in his heart, Chen Yuhua looked at the cyan jade pendant around his waist, thinking that with the space of Yunshen Palace, he would also have a wonderful future, and he would not be as good as the "Seven Heroes of Jingyang", "Yun" "Xi Sixiu" is so bad.

Thinking of this, he no longer had worries in his heart, and he temporarily forgot about all the disputes in the Moon-Watching Valley. Intriguingly, he walked to the bow of the deck and began to appreciate the scenery along the way.

The flying speed of the Green Spirit Boat is about three times that of the Foundation Establishment monks flying with their swords, and it is only half a point worse than the escape speed of the early Zifu monks. However, the advantage is that the Spirit Ship does not need to stop to recover mana, and only needs to replace the high speed. The Y-level spirit stone can be fully charged.

The cyan spirit boat was flying hundreds of feet in the sky, and all the buildings on the ground and the monk city had turned into small dots of different colors, which seemed so small and insignificant.

But that small place is a place that ordinary mortals cannot leave throughout their lives. Even if they spend their whole lives, they will only stay in this small village, town and city for one generation, and they will never leave it thousands of miles away until they die. remote.

The arms are as small as a mayfly and an ant, struggling between life and death, and life has passed by in a blink of an eye.

In sharp contrast are the ancient majestic mountains that stretch for thousands of miles and the vast and endless Milky Way. Even though thousands of years have passed, they are still majestic and upright, flowing with mighty force.

Cultivators are already much luckier than ordinary people. They can easily reach places that they can't reach in their lifetimes, and they are lucky enough to see the vastness of the world.

If you don’t grow, you will eventually become an ant!

Who knows how happy you are if you drink the wine of immortality?

To be unrestrained, to live a life of freedom, to pursue the path of immortality, and to transform into eternity, this is the true meaning of cultivating immortality.

I saw Chen Yuhua wearing a green shirt, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes shining, as if he knew the path he wanted to pursue.

The scenery between heaven and earth was retreating rapidly. Chen Yuhua was so absorbed in watching it for a while that he did not notice the movement behind him at all.

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　I have been coughing for the past two days. I have taken some medicine, but I still feel very uncomfortable. I am in such bad shape that I can’t write much. I hope you understand. I will definitely make up for it when I feel better. I also ask for your support from book friends. For a moment, please don’t skip booking! !

　　

　

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