Chapter 233: Coexistence or Death Xie Yao tilted his head slightly, seeming a little confused, "Can't you see your own situation clearly? It's really strange, the Xuanbing Sect is really in decline, leaving someone like you to guard the Guardian Mountain Array." Moreover, he had hundreds of disciples on his peak, and now almost all of them are dead. Didn’t he notice? A very charming female cultivator came up and urged anxiously, "Saint Demon Lord, although Lin Wenxi is the only one guarding the Xuanbing Sect's mountain protection formation, the Sect Master can still activate it. We must stop the Sect Master as soon as possible." "It's actually you... You actually became a traitor to the sect!" Lin Wenxi's eyes were about to burst out, and he roared with gritted teeth. The woman turned around and smiled triumphantly. It was Zhu Lihua. She brushed the broken hair on her temples and said with a smile: "A man who knows the times is a hero. The Xuanbing Sect is destined to be destroyed by the Saint Demon Lord. I just want to reduce unnecessary casualties and surrender to the Saint Demon Lord in advance. What's the problem?" "But you have relied on the support of the sect for all the years of cultivation since you entered the Tao! Don't you have any gratitude towards the sect?" Zhu Lihua said with a smile: "Don't talk about gratitude and dedication. I'm tired of hearing that. If I hadn't committed myself to the Xu family, I might have been buried somewhere long ago. How could I have lived the life I have today?" She turned to Xie Yao and said, "This man is able to deduce the spirit writing. To avoid any more trouble, it is better to kill him."
"Oh? Can someone who can predict other people's fate see his own fate?" Xie Yao chuckled, "Did you predict that you would die today?" Lin Wenxi's face was pale and he looked humiliated. His body was pierced by the vines and blood was flowing out. He gritted his teeth and wanted to detonate his Nascent Soul, but Xie Yao's vines were prepared and pierced into his Dantian the moment he mobilized the spiritual power in his body. His soul floated out and flew quickly in other directions. "Holy Demon Lord!" Zhu Lihua said anxiously. "No rush." Xie Yao looked up at the sky, "See where he wants to go, and just follow him." Another figure flew over. After Cheng Huan Demon Lord stopped, he smiled and said, "Saint Demon Lord, the demon cultivator army has already attacked the outer gate. Those little kids raised in the greenhouse have no power to fight back. They are already sweeping us." "Not bad." Xie Yao nodded and praised, then flew into the sky and chased after Lin Wenxi's soul. Demon Lord Cheng Huan was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he looked at Zhu Lihua and asked with a smile, "Where is your daughter? Why didn't you bring her here? The demon cultivators will not show mercy to women after they attack. If you don't bring her with you, she might die." "Let her die." Zhu Lihua said indifferently: "She has grown up and is no longer obedient. Since she is stubborn and refuses to change, there is nothing I can do." "Tsk tsk, so heartless." Demon Lord Chenghuan shook his head regretfully. As the demon army attacked, shouts of killing were heard from every peak. On Shenshui Peak, several Cheng disciples looked towards the outer gate. The sky was full of flames. They couldn't help but frown: "What happened? If there was an enemy attack, why didn't the mountain protection formation activate?" "Don't panic. Peak Master Lin went insane before, and the sect leader didn't send any extra people to guard the mountain guarding formation. It's possible that Peak Master Lin was injured and was negligent for a moment. With the peak masters here, nothing serious will happen. I'll go over and take a look first." Cheng Bi comforted a few cousins from the same clan and was going to look for the peak master. Cheng Shuo hurriedly followed, "I'll go with you." Before the two men reached the front of the hall, they heard a loud bang and Cheng Lun, whose hair and beard were all white, fell from the sky with blood gushing out of his mouth. "Grandpa!" Cheng Bi ran up and helped Cheng Yan up. Cheng Shuo's face turned pale as he shouted, "It's a demon cultivator!" Demon Lord Chen Xin landed on the stone pillar in front of the hall, stood with his hands behind his back, and forced a smile on his face, "Old man, have you ever taken the longevity pill?" "Have you tampered with my sect's longevity elixir?" Cheng Lun was horrified.
There are many cultivators in Xuanbing Sect who have taken the longevity pill. After cultivating to this level, who would be willing to die? Even the sects would take the initiative to find longevity pills for them in order to avoid losing high-level cultivators. No wonder he was originally fighting evenly with the opponent, but suddenly he felt his body go weak and powerless, and was knocked down from the sky by the opponent. It took only a second for Cheng Lun to process this information in his mind, and he quickly made a decision. He mobilized the last of his spiritual power and took Cheng Bi and the other two away from Chenshui Peak. All of his Cheng family members live on Shenshui Peak, and they must not be caught by the evil cultivators. His heart-wrenching roar resounded through the sky, "Go find the sect master!" In the Xuanbing Sect, there are only three people in the Spirit Transformation Stage who have never taken the longevity pill. One is the sect master, one is Taoist Qingyuan, and one is Taoist Qingmeng. Taoist Qingyuan is now far away in Canghai City, and Taoist Qingmeng has gone astray and even failed to activate the mountain protection formation in time. It is estimated that he has already been unable to take care of himself. Perhaps the sect master is the only safe place in Xuanbing Sect. Demon Lord Chenxin flipped his hands and silver hooks and chains flew towards Cheng Yan. But Cheng Lun no longer had the energy to respond. Just as he was about to take the attack, a sword flew towards the chain, but only slowed down the chain's speed. The man holding the sword held the chain with both hands, and the sharp silver hook scratched his body. The man groaned, holding the chain tightly without letting go. Cheng Lun looked carefully and saw that it was his son who was standing in front of him, and two nephews and nieces rushed forward to fight with Demon Lord Chen Xin. "Want to save him? You are in such a hurry to die, so I will send you off first." There was a weird smile on the stiff face of Demon Lord Chenxin. He took back the silver hook chain and quickly slid it in a semicircle in his hand. "Grandpa! Dad—" The scene in front of her eyes was getting farther and farther away. Cheng Bi's eyes turned red from crying and tears kept falling. Due to lack of spiritual power, they fell from the sky before they reached the main peak of the sect. Cheng Shuo climbed up and pulled Cheng Bi, "Cheer up, we have to ask the sect master for help quickly, otherwise the entire Shenshui Peak will be doomed!" At this time, on top of the main peak. Xie Yao held Lin Wenxi's soul in his hand. Sect Master, Master Zhao of Xuemu Peak, Master Ou of Zhengyang Peak, Master Jia of the Sect Affairs Hall... Dozens of peak masters gathered here, including three Taoist masters who had reached the state of spiritual transformation. They looked at Xie Yao as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but in front of Xie Yao, they were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Gently squeezing Lin Wenxi's spirit away, Xie Yao chuckled, "I thought Zhongzhou's decline was due to you guys hiding things, but I didn't expect you guys really don't have the Guixu Stage?" “Demon, don’t be so arrogant. If Immortal Lord Guangyou were still here, how dare you act so presumptuous here!” A peak master in the Nascent Soul stage shouted angrily, and suddenly his eyes widened. His body fell straight backwards. The Nascent Soul in his body jumped out, was wrapped up by the vines that emerged from the ground, and was swallowed up in two bites. The figure of Cheng Huan Demon Lord appeared behind the fallen Peak Master and said with a smile: "Am I not late?" Under the main peak. "Mingqi, don't go!" Xu Sirui screamed and hugged Yue Mingqi. But Yue Mingqi pushed him away and said, "You are afraid of death. Don't treat me as the same as you." "But they are all high-level magic cultivators. How can you help if you go there?" Xu Sirui covered her stomach and couldn't help crying. Yue Mingqi paused, "I may not be able to help with the main peak, but what about the outer sect? As long as I still have the sword in my hand, I will kill as many demon cultivators as I can. I swear to live and die with the sect. If you are afraid, stay here and hide. We are husband and wife. If I die, everything I have will be left to you."
After saying this, he turned around and left with his sword in hand without hesitation. "Afraid of death..." Xu Sirui repeated with tears in her eyes. She used this sentence to accuse her mother an hour ago. She did not go with her mother but stayed, not only because she disagreed with her mother's actions, but also because she did not want her child to lose his father before he was born. She touched her belly, took out the magic sword she had tempered before her marriage, and her eyes became firm, "I am not a coward..." She just wanted to be a valuable person. Not as a weapon refiner, creating value for her father and the Xu family; nor as a woman, creating value for her mother and husband. But as a cultivator, I serve the sect and the people. The fierce battle was overwhelming. After Xie Yao and others dealt with all the high-level monks, she sat alone on the steps of the front hall, half leaning lazily. There was a layer of light green smoke on the ground, and vines were like tentacles, cleaning up the remaining blood pools and corpses below. Their battle ended quickly, but the battle down the mountain ended slowly. One hundred and eighty mountains were too large, and there were too many outer disciples. It would take them a lot of time to find and kill them all. When dawn broke in the east, this one-sided situation finally came to an end. Xie Huai's white robe was stained with the blood of many other monks. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest. Chuan Zhen patted his shoulder and said, "Have a good rest." Then go to report to Xie Yao. In addition to objectively describing Xie Huai's performance, he said in a hoarse voice: "Including Xianyuan City and 180 mountains, they are all under our control. However, after all, the momentum is too great, and other sects and towns within a hundred miles seem to have noticed it. Should we destroy them all together?" "No need. Give them time to send a message for help. I can wait." Xie Yao rubbed his eyebrows and looked up at the sky. Over the past eight hundred years, more than a few thousand longevity pills have flowed out of the northern border. Why should she be afraid of these immortal sect monks who don't even know the truth? The only thing that made her unwilling was the Heavenly Order. She didn't know whether she had enough chips. The news of the attack on Zhongzhou Xuanbing Sect spread to Canghai City as if it had wings. After hearing this, Taoist Master Qingyuan could no longer sit still and wanted to return to Zhongzhou. The third day of the auction had just begun when a middle-aged man came over and whispered to comfort him, "Master Dao, please be patient. The attack on Zhongzhou happened last night. It would be useless for you to go back now. Why don't you stay and listen to the final process of the auction?" Master Qi Feng suppressed his anxiety and frowned, "We have been waiting for three days. Is there anything that Wanbaolou can't say openly? Why do you have to keep it a secret at this critical moment?" "Since you are so anxious, I will bring out the finale item in advance." Cheng Zhishu sighed and snapped his fingers. Several auctioneers placed a transparent semicircular jar on the stage. Inside was a white, long-handled Ruyi. Cheng Zhishu flew onto the stage and motioned everyone to pay attention to the final item. After two seconds of silence, he began to introduce, "I'm sure many of you fellow Taoists are here for this grand finale. To be honest, this is the token and key that controls my Wanbao Tower. More importantly, it is itself a top-grade spiritual weapon that has the ability to communicate with heaven and earth, increase the chance of enlightenment, and speed up cultivation. Its effect will not weaken as your realm improves. The higher your cultivation level, the stronger its effect will be!" As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked. Even those monks who originally had no intention of competing for the ownership of Wanbao Tower were tempted. This treasure not only represents the powerful financial strength of Wanbao Tower, but can also significantly improve the strength of high-level monks.
Even if it is not an offensive or defensive spiritual weapon, its preciousness is obvious. One cultivator was eager to make a move and said, "I'll offer 10 million spirit stones!" "You want to buy it for just 10 million? Don't make a fool of yourself. Wanbaolou can earn back the net profit of 10 million in a few years!" someone sneered. The monk who made the bid in front of him turned red and pale, "If you think ten million is not enough, then make your bid!" Just as a quarrel was about to break out, Cheng Zhishu waved his hand and the entire venue suddenly fell silent. Some monks wanted to speak again, but found that no one could hear them no matter how they spoke. This move shocked all the cultivators in the venue. Most of the people present were at the Nascent Soul stage. He could make so many high-level cultivators fall into his magic and become unable to speak at once. It seemed that the person in charge of Wanbao Tower was also very powerful. "I'm sure everyone has guessed it. I'm Cheng Zhishu, the owner of Wanbao Tower." Cheng Zhishu smiled and said, "And for this auction item, you don't need to bid on your spirit stones, but other things." He paused for a moment, and although he had retracted his silent calligraphy, everyone held their breath, waiting for his next words. However, Cheng Zhishu did not reveal what was used in exchange. He kept it a secret and another person appeared on the stage. Cheng Zhishu said: "In fact, I had already received news of the upcoming invasion of the demon cultivators a few days ago, but I didn't expect it to come so soon. The first battle went straight to Zhongzhou, catching the Xuanbing Sect off guard." Taoist Qing Yuan interrupted with an embarrassed look on his face: "Since you knew, why didn't you inform the various sects? Even if you don't know the exact date, it would be good to let the various sects prepare in advance!" Immediately, many monks from the sect nodded in agreement. They would buy this news even if it cost money. But the fact that Wanbaolou kept it secret was very suspicious. "At that time, I also doubted the authenticity of the news, so I didn't inform the various sects. It's too late to regret now." Cheng Zhishu sighed, "But I am willing to use this as a remedy. This news was learned from a traitor of the Immortal Sect who has defected to the Demon Cultivator. Now I will use this treasure as a prize and give it to the Taoist friend who killed the leader of the traitor for free!" "There are actually such shameless immortal cultivators who have joined forces with demon cultivators. They are simply rebelling against Tiangang!" "Master Cheng, please tell me, which sect is the traitor from? Who is the cultivator? What is the name of this treasure?" Cheng Zhishu smiled slightly, "I will let this little disciple of mine tell the story of the treason. He is the person who endured humiliation and infiltrated the treasonous sect as an undercover agent. This treasure is called the Heavenly Dao Order." Heavenly Order—— Ruan Xing's pupils suddenly shrank. That’s not right… In the simulation, although the last item was also this thing, Cheng Zhishu did not say it was the Heavenly Dao Order. And there are no stories of treason to tell. The only variable here is that she helped Mo Cijun use the illusion technique. Could it be that Mo Cijun betrayed the agreement in just two days? That’s not right. He doesn’t seem like that kind of person. Ever since she met Mo Cijun, he has always abided by the spirit of the contract. She scanned the area, searching for Mo Cijun. Just not found. The new monk who had just appeared on the stage also looked somewhat familiar to Ruan Xing.
But she didn't remember knowing such a Taoist master. The man walked to the front of the stage leisurely and told everyone the whole story, "Several decades ago, a group of demon cultivators suddenly appeared in Nanzhou. I'm sure everyone has some impression of this incident, right? Although those evil cultivators were killed, I felt something was a little odd, so I secretly investigated and discovered that a sect in Nanzhou was somewhat involved with the evil cultivators. So, after understanding the basic situation of that sect, I thought of a way to hide in it. That sect was previously called Liuyang Academy, and is now called Fengling Yueying Sect. Of course, the name makes no difference, as they are all in collusion with the evil cultivators. The Fengling Yueying Sect also received an invitation from the Wanbao Tower, and the current sect leader is sitting in the venue!" His eyes met Ruan Xing's, and he raised the corners of his lips, "Master, I am Shao Yang, do you remember me?" Thanks to Yan Jinghu for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to Wangxian O for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to Rumeng_CD for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to Ge Beilia for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to Wan Zhoumian for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to Xixixi for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to book friend 20191231194827192 for your monthly ticket~