The Guangling Sect has been passed down for thousands of years and has its own method of finding nearby fellow disciples and contacting them for help.
This messenger flying sword has a special spiritual formation built on it, which will spontaneously search for nearby fellow disciples. After being activated by Yue Yu, it can pass through almost without any hindrance.
Yue Yu only felt that the illusions in front of him, as well as the killing formation restrictions, had been temporarily terminated.
He smiled slightly and walked in, and then he saw only Nong Yi and a few people, all sitting cross-legged with golden faces. Only Ye Zhiqiu remained awake, but judging from the situation, it seemed that he had just woken up from his trance.
The process of harvesting power has not even been completed yet.
Yue Yu's expression suddenly turned livid: "Didn't you say you were only slightly injured?"
Ye Zhiqiu was slightly startled, and then he guessed that Yue Yu got the news from somewhere. He shook his head and said: "That was the last time! There was another fight after that, but this time they were on guard. I and the four of us worked together.
, I just barely escaped. I really underestimated Li Konglian——"
Just as he was speaking, the other people had regained consciousness. When Nong Yishan saw Yue Yu, his face was happy at first, and then his eyes showed surprise. He raised his eyebrows and pretended to be calm and said: "But the marriage has already happened.
Baby?"
"Exactly! The disciples have gained a lot from this trip to the God's Tomb. They should be strong enough to fight against Li Konglian!"
In front of several elders, Yue Yu didn't feel the need to hide anything. After bowing to them one by one, he casually transformed the thousand wooden hairpins into swords, and then with one sword he broke through the turbulent flow of time and space nearby, holding them for a long time.
They can't be closed together.
When Feng Yun and Ye Zhiqiu saw this, they immediately looked at each other. The joy in their hearts turned into unbelievable horror.
Although Yue Yu only used 80% of his strength with this sword, his power was indeed not inferior to that of Li Konglian.
What followed was an ecstasy that was even better than before. In addition to the relief of suddenly receiving strong support in this time of crisis, there was also the joy of seeing the hope of revitalizing the sect.
The sign of great prosperity for the sect should indeed lie with this son.
Ye Zhiqiu even tugged at his lips. He had never thought that the young man he had only met a few years ago and had just reached the peak of Lingxu at that time would be able to surpass him at such a fast speed.
However, he did not feel depressed. In the face of Yue Yu's cultivation speed, any so-called genius in the world could only bow his head in front of him. He, Ye Zhiqiu, did not feel that there was anything to be ashamed of.
"The disciple stayed at that forty times difference in time for fifteen years——"
Seeing the expressions of horror on the faces of several people, Yue Yu explained casually. However, these words only made the faces of several people soften a little, but the surprise in their eyes still did not fade away. Even
In these fifteen years, Yue Yu's speed was astonishing. Moreover, his foundation was so strong——
Yue Yu didn't care, and casually took out the knife he snatched from Feng Bai and a soul jade from the Sumeru Ring, and threw them to Ye Zhiqiu.
This sword is called Zhanfeng. Although it is a second-grade mysterious weapon, it can withstand the heavy pressure of the Jade Emperor Longyue without any damage. The material is already within the first-grade. However, Yue Yu has used his five-color divine light to
After the mark left by Feng Bai faded away, he never used it. It was just because his Sorrow, Seven Hatreds, Seven Kills, and Sound-killing Swords were not suitable for this weapon.
As for the soul jade, there was a method of sacrificial refining that he figured out with his analytical ability, which was enough to save Ye Zhiqiu twenty years of sacrificial time.
"Since my uncle is planning to use a sword instead of a sword, I haven't found the secret weapon yet. I snatched this sword from Lingtai Zong Fengbai, but the disciples can't use it. So I borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha and gave it to my uncle——"
Ye Zhiqiu flicked the knife, and then sighed softly: "What a knife!"
He was not polite to Yue Yu and started refining it directly. He just felt incredible in his heart. He had seen Feng Bai before and even fought against him. Yue Yu could snatch this thing from this person. His magical power was so strong that it was impossible to see it from afar.
It's not just the sword strike just now.
Yue Yu then took out a few more magical weapons and gave them to the three of them. During this trip to the God's Tomb, the total number of Yuanying monks who died in his hands reached ten. Although they were all casual cultivators, they were far away.
It's not as good as the Guangling Sect's family fortune, but there are some fine products among them.
Feng Yun smiled slightly, somewhat surprised, but Chang Binghong's expression was calm and impeccable. Ye Zhiqiu got a wind-cutting knife and didn't care much about other mysterious weapon magic weapons.
As for Nongyi Mountain, Yue Yu did not dare to show his shame. Even he was extremely envious of the several first-class treasures in the hands of the Master. In the end, it was a few drops of the witch god's blood and a dozen Five Elements Spirit Fruits.
, a mutated gold-type Wuji Tiandan. There are also two incomplete bodies of the Witch God, and the remains of the spirit immortal.
It's not that he wants to hide his secrets. These things are originally his personal gains and have nothing to do with the sect. Taking them out is just to repay the sect's deep kindness. And the stronger the Guangling sect, the more it can give.
He provides shelter.
The remaining Five Elements Spirit Fruit and Wuji Tiandan were intended to be given to his mother and Bingqian and the others to complete the Five Elements. He also left the part of the Witch God Essence and Blood for Bingqian and the others.
As for the most complete body of the Witch God, Yue Yu kept it for himself. He didn't know if he would use it when refining his external incarnation in the future.
This time, Nong Yishan could no longer maintain his composure. Like the other three, his pupils shrank for a while. After a long time, he let out a long breath of cold air: "It's actually a complete spirit immortal relic. Yu'er, what are you doing this time?"
, it really hit a big one
Chance. There is also the remnant body of the Witch God. If it can be refined, it will be enough for our Guangling Sect to maintain prosperity for ten thousand years. Yu'er, you keep these things for now. Among the few of us, you are the strongest.
Putting them on you makes you feel at ease."
Yue Yu nodded slightly and put all these back into the Sumeru Ring. Then with a flick of his finger, four drops of the Witch God's blood flew towards the four people one after another.
Chang Binghong took it in his hand, and immediately felt the vitality contained in it. He immediately raised his eyebrows subconsciously: "Can this thing increase life span?"
Yue Yu's expression did not change, he nodded and said: "It can indeed increase a person's life by 150 years, but my uncle is in a special situation. I think the effect can only be 20% at most, extending the life by 20 to 30 years -"
Chang Binghong immediately frowned, and just when he was about to refuse, he heard Yue Yu continue to say: "This thing can also add three hundred stones of power to help increase cultivation. For several masters and uncles,
The injury is also of some help. In the upcoming battle, Master Master, please give me a helping hand. That Li Konglian is here for the Yuanyang Blade Wheel. If we don't stop this person, our Guangling Sect may be in danger of falling.
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When Nong Yishan heard this, he immediately looked over with a smile but not a smile. He also advised: "Junior brother Chang, this matter is related to the survival of our sect. Junior brother, please don't refuse!"
Chang Binghong's expression changed slightly and he stared at Yue Yu for a long time. Finally, he pondered for a long time before sighing softly and inhaling it into his body.
Although Yue Yu's face was expressionless, there was a smile in his heart. With this drop of essence and blood, it would be enough for Chang Binghong to live for another thirty years or so, plus the backup means, after he gets the Xuanhao Pill
, presumably it will come naturally.
These four people all inhaled the essence and blood one by one, and then fell into concentration one after another to digest the power of the medicine.
Yue Yu directly took over the control of the spiritual formation outside. Then after observing it for a while, he began to improve it.
From the core here, the entire spiritual formation can be seen in full. He secretly admired Chang Binghong's formation talent. Even with his current level, he could not make more improvements on this basis.
This formation method has reached an extremely perfect level.
Yue Yu could only add two more layers outside. Although he and Zhan Xue were fighting, it would be difficult for the other Nascent Soul cultivators to escape from their hands. However, the same was true nearby. There were many people close to Li Konglian and Feng Bai.
A monk of this caliber must be on guard against it.
He felt a pity secretly in his heart. If the Wuji Tiandan had not been separated, it would have taken at least a month. It would have taken even more one or two months to fully digest the medicine. He couldn't wait to have each of these four people take a Wuji Ling.
Dan. At that time, the strength of his elders could more than double!
Unfortunately, it was really impossible for Li Konglian to give him too much time.
One day later, the absorption of essence and blood was coming to an end. The first person to wake up was Nong Yishan, who had the highest level of cultivation. When he looked at his eyes, there was a flash of divine light and lightning: "The strength of Li Konglian and Fengbai is almost as strong as Mahayana."
Monk, there are also three Nascent Soul Peaks. Even if a few of us join forces, we probably won't be able to win. How do you plan to deal with it, and how sure are you?"
"Master, uncle! This disciple is not even sure at all, because of the Yuanyang Blade Wheel, we have to fight!"
Yue Yu chuckled, turned his head and said, "However, my disciple had previously contacted Gu Shouyi and Xue Wanjian of the Lingtian Sword Sect. Both of them have good combat prowess, and the one behind him is not even inferior to Li Konglian. If Ruoran and
Nong Yishan murmured a few words in a low voice, and then his tense face relaxed: "Since the Lingtian Sword Sect is also involved in this matter, then it is indeed a big deal this time! I have also vaguely heard of Xue Wanjian
.It is indeed famous in the Central Plains."
While Nong Yishan was talking, Chang Binghong woke up for the second time. The pungent smell had suddenly disappeared, and there was no trace of aging between his brows and hair. There was more confusion in his eyes than before.
An unprecedented brilliance.
Yue Yu suddenly felt secretly happy in his heart. The disappearance of the five degenerate images of heaven and man meant that Chang Binghong's body had recovered to a considerable extent. The effectiveness of the witch god's essence and blood was beyond his expectation.
After Chang Binghong stood up again, he immediately looked at the large formation outside. After calculating in his heart for a long time, he showed a smile of relief: "I didn't expect that in less than fifteen years, Yu'er, your formation
Your attainments in Taoism are already better than those of others!"