Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 508: Luck and Authority Go to Sanyuan
After refining the metal element's life-saving magic weapon Yitian Shooting the Sun, Zhou Qing returned to the cave. He sat upright on the cloud couch, with the moon hanging in the sky, casting cold light all around him, in tiny and fragmented pieces, like the colliding colors of precious stones.

In the darkness, there was an inexplicable aura, purple and green in color, which diffused down, up and down, with mysterious stars in it, containing strange power.

This energy was suspended in the air and fell on him. In an instant, while he was practicing the profound skill, the three magic treasures in his body lay dormant, absorbing and spitting out magic power. One was as deep as water, one was sharper than gold, and one was full of vitality. They circulated over and over in the San Luo Dao body, flawlessly.

Faintly, the energy all around gave rise to strange visions, perhaps an upside-down river in the sky with rolling waves, or thousands of swords clashing and waving silver swords, or lush forests with intertwined roots in various shapes and forms.

After being granted a position within the sect and becoming the Imperial Commander of Dou Lei Yuan, his authority within the Zhenyi Sect increased. With the blessing of the sect's good fortune, his cultivation became increasingly smooth.

Anyway, there is nothing much to say about the transition from the first to the second level of the Nascent Soul Realm. You just need to keep honing your magic power and accumulate little by little.

In the Nascent Soul realm, there is no essential change between the first and second Nascent Soul levels. Only when one reaches the third Nascent Soul level, condenses one's own Nascent Soul Dharma body, and travels around, can there be a real qualitative change.

Zhou Qing had been practicing all the time. Suddenly, one day, he felt something and saw a colorful aura coming down. It suddenly rolled up and turned into a jade edict with thunder patterns on both sides and the seal of the head of Dou Lei Academy in the center. It was surrounded by colorful light and each word was like a dragon.

After reading it, Zhou Qing nodded, put it away, then called the Xuanling Zhenyang Flying Palace and stepped in. After a moment, the flying palace shook, roared, left the mountain gate, and rushed to the north.

In the Zhenyang Flying Palace, he sat on a cloud couch, with clouds rising above the ceiling, and light hanging down, reflecting the coldness in his eyes, which was eerie and icy.

As the sect launched an offensive in Luanyunzhou and other places to expand its sphere of influence, wars broke out everywhere. Although the sect was advancing steadily, other forces did not sit idly by and had already launched a counterattack.

Neighboring forces, no matter whether they are the demon clan or the devil sect, are not soft persimmons. Their counterattacks are fierce and ruthless, and the damage they cause is shocking.

This time, as the Imperial Commander of Dou Lei Yuan, he had to deal with a tricky matter.

There was no conversation on the way. One day, two high mountains suddenly appeared in front of them. Where they touched each other, it was like a big door. Further behind, a flaming air rose into the sky, like stars hanging above. The brilliant air flowed unsteadily, making a rustling sound.

Pass through the stone gate and enter the mountain gate of Sanyuan Sect.

The hundred-foot rainbow bridge in front of him was already in pieces. The koi in the deep green lake were all dead and their bellies were white. Many of the halls were also torn down, and broken walls and ruins were everywhere. The original pure air was surging, and the luck was like rain, but it dissipated. From time to time, there was a demon shadow transformed by the fierce energy, which flashed by and disappeared.

On the flying palace, Zhou Qing's eyes moved when he saw this scene. Then his mind changed. A great divine thought covered and scanned the surroundings. Soon, he found something. He stepped on it and turned into a beam of light, falling behind the mountain gate.

A large hall appeared before my eyes, with two new round floors, one large and one small, shaped like a gourd. Layers of auspicious light hung down from above, protecting the left and right sides, and the light shone brightly.

After taking a look, he made all his judgments, revealed his figure, and said directly: "I am Zhou Qing, a disciple of Zhenyi Sect, and I am here on the order of the sect."

The sound was like a golden and jade drum, which attracted the energy in the surroundings and hit the gourd hall, forming an echo like a surging tide.

Hearing Zhou Qing's voice and sensing this vast power, the door to the hall opened, and then a slightly weak voice said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, please come in." Zhou Qing strode in and saw a middle-aged Taoist sitting on a cloud couch in the center of the hall. He was pale, and the two clouds on the top of the door were very dim, as if they would go out at any time.

There were seven or eight Dan-transforming cultivators around the middle-aged Taoist priest. Their auras were very weak at this moment, and they were all more or less injured.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou."

The middle-aged Taoist sensed the unfathomable depth of Zhou Qing at a glance. His eyes moved, and he reluctantly stood up and saluted.

"Master Zhuge." Zhou Qing recognized the other party's identity. He was the head of the Sanyuan Sect. He looked around and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where are the other Yuanying cultivators of your sect?"

The founder of the Sanyuan School, Sanyuan Zhenren, was once an elder of the Zhenyi Sect in the Yushuxing Palace. Later, he left the Zhenyi Sect and founded the Sanyuan School.

In the history of Zhenyi Sect, there was a period of time when, in order to expand the influence of Zhenyi Sect as much as possible, many elders left the mountain gate and went out to find disciples to establish a sect, or directly left descendants to form a local immortal cultivation family.

It is precisely such widespread actions that, after thousands of years of sedimentation, have greatly increased the influence of the Zhenyi Sect in the world, both overtly and covertly.

In those days, Sanyuan Zhenren responded to the sect's initiative and took the initiative to go out and establish the Sanyuan Sect. This former Zhenyi Sect elder was not only capable, but also had a good eye for people. The disciples he selected were all talented people. After several generations of management, the Sanyuan Sect has produced many talents and is thriving.

Some sects or families, generation after generation, became ambitious and voluntarily left the Zhenyi Sect and colluded with other forces, but the Sanyuan Sect always acted as a barrier for the Zhenyi Sect and regarded itself as a lower sect.

Zhou Qing had some understanding of the Sanyuan Sect. This sect now had at least four Nascent Soul cultivators.

Hearing Zhou Qing's question, Sect Leader Zhuge's eyes were filled with tears, and he said, "Junior Brother Ge was seriously injured and is now temporarily sealed in the black ice coffin below, while Uncle Master Wang and Uncle Master Zhao have both died at the hands of that evil sect villain."

This time, the clan was almost destroyed.

After listening to this, Zhou Qing looked around and raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Zhuge, with the manpower of the Sanyuan Sect and the support of the sect's defense formation, the villains from the Demon Sect should not be able to get in so easily."

The Sanyuan Sect's sect-defending formation was originally brought over by Sanyuan Zhenren from Zhenyi Sect, and Zhenyi Sect had also sent people to strengthen it. Not to mention the Nascent Soul cultivators, even if the Demon Sect's Dongtian Zhenren arrived, they would probably be defeated if they blindly attacked.

Sect Leader Zhuge sighed, his expression becoming even more painful.

The Sanyuan Sect's sect-guarding formation was indeed unparalleled, but no matter how powerful a formation was, it was still afraid of problems from within. This time, it was his most proud disciple who was bewitched by the witch of the Demon Sect and betrayed the sect, leading to the current tragedy.

This kind of thing is really too sad. That disciple was the one being trained as a priority and was to inherit the Sanyuan School in the future, but now, everything is gone.

(End of this chapter)