Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 645: The Treasure of the Sect is a Rare Opportunity
Li Zhenhai, a great monk from Taixiao Sect, watched for a while with an extremely solemn expression. He and the female fairy from the same sect looked at each other and could see each other's unwillingness, so after a moment of hesitation, he got off the Pegasus chariot and stood on the edge of the arc-shaped circle that appeared and disappeared in a flash.

The closer you get, the more you can see the circle of arc light with billions of golden rays. When they collide with each other, they generate murderous intent, making people dare not go beyond the line.

Cold, eerie, and unstoppable!

Taking a deep breath, Li Zhenhai activated his profound skills and a circle of light appeared under his feet. There were flying cranes soaring into the sky and a dragon swallowing the sun, which were about to cross the arc.

But at this moment, as if sensing the power of the third-level Nascent Soul cultivator in Li Zhenhai, the circle of arc light suddenly began to fluctuate violently, like a violent storm on the calm sea, with shocking waves sweeping over and covering the sky.

Then, a grand and majestic force came from afar and arrived in an instant, upright, sharp and unmatched. Faintly, bursts of thunder sounded, each one contained great majesty and fear, and was extraordinary.

Hearing the thunder, Li Zhenhai, a great cultivator of the Taixiao Sect, felt as if his consciousness was pricked by needles. He subconsciously activated his magical powers. Above the top of his head, auspicious clouds appeared, and colorful flowers bloomed. An auspicious beast appeared, which looked like a unicorn with a jade book in its mouth. As soon as it appeared, infinite light poured out, layer upon layer, and circle upon circle, beautiful and magnificent, and all evil spirits avoided it.

This is the Taixiao Sect's famous magical power, Ruitian Baoxiang, which draws the charm of the auspicious beasts between heaven and earth, draws on their power that remains in the world, and then blesses the body, making all evils retreat. It is a first-class defensive magical power.

But even with such a defensive magical power, displayed by a Nascent Soul third-level cultivator like Li Zhenhai, it was completely vulnerable to the tremendous power transmitted from the arc of light and was instantly turned into powder.

His whole body was bounced away and fell outside the arc of light again.

Another female fairy from the Taixiao Sect also pulled up her skirt, her face solemn.

Just now, I vaguely saw a rusty bronze lock appear in the void. It was so huge and vast that any power of the third level of Nascent Soul or above would be locked in it immediately.
The power of the bronze lock is too vast and profound, beyond the upper realm, never seen or heard of!

"It's not just the power of restriction." Li Zhenhai looked at the arc of light that appeared and disappeared in front of him. Every golden light on that line contained a murderous intent. He raised his eyebrows and muttered, "It looks like the power of a magic weapon?"

"magic weapon?"

The fairy from Taixiao Sect frowned when she heard this. She was about to speak when suddenly a talisman in her sleeve lit up. She glanced at it and summoned it. With a shake, it turned into a suspended mirror.

The mirror light looked small, but the inside was far away, reflecting a grand Huabiao, with a white jade column, coiled dragons and flying phoenixes, and a round plate on the top, holding a pearl, dazzling. Under the Huabiao, there stood a female fairy, wearing a goose yellow palace skirt, with a flying cloud bun, pure and elegant, behind her was a Yuanying Dharmakaya looming, with endless aura of happiness, wealth and longevity, precious beyond words.

“Yun Yue.” Seeing the familiar female fairy in the treasure mirror, the eyes of Fairy Lingxiu from Taixiao Sect lit up and she said, “Long time no see.”

"Long time no see." The fairy Yun Yue of Qingxuan Sect raised her eyebrows and returned the greeting. She looked cold and aloof, but when she saw her daughter, she suddenly became lively and said, "Let's sit together when we have time."

"Okay." Fairy Lingxiu responded, her black hair reflecting the light of the sky, she looked clear and bright. She paused, put away the smile on her face, looked at her friend in the mirror, organized her words, and said, "Yunyue, you too..."

Without having to finish, Yunyue Fairy of Qingxuan Sect understood, and she took the initiative to say: "We were going to take a look, but it is obvious that someone doesn't want us to go, and has stopped us, so we can't break through at all."

After listening to this, Fairy Lingxiu looked at the distant and deep arc of light again. She felt that the golden light on it became more and more dazzling, and her heart was shaken.

According to her best friend, she also had a circle of arc light that could block the power of the third level of Nascent Soul and above, but the distance between the two sides was beyond imagination. What kind of magic weapon could push the power so far?

Anyway, even the most advanced magic weapon can’t do it!
"Could it be?" Fairy Lingxiu had a guess, and she said it directly, "Could it be that the Doumu Palace used their treasure to protect the sect?"

“The most precious treasure of the clan!”

Li Zhenhai, who had been silent the whole time, heard these four words, and his eyes lit up. He looked into the distance and found that at some point, stars were flying in, rubbing against the atmosphere, forming a dazzling halo, emitting a kind of gloomy white color. The stars were getting closer and closer, endless, countless, and they seemed real and illusory, shining all around, as if being in a piece of ice, and the cold was piercing. At this moment, everything within the radius was cold and white, and it was filled with a kind of sharp murderous intent that was not yet released.

Looking at this strange sight, Li Zhenhai really believed that the arc of light before him was the projection of the power of the Doumu Palace's most precious treasure. Only a magic weapon of this level could have such great power, densely covering the outside and blocking overly powerful Qi.

After guessing that it was the Doumu Palace's treasure that suppressed this area and isolated everyone, Li Zhenhai dared not try it any further. But he was unwilling to go back like this, so after changing his mind, he took out the Taixiao Sect's talisman that he carried with him and sent his magic power into it.

After three or five breaths, three feet of green smoke emerged from the talisman, which was filled with purple and green air, telling the story of how Taixiao established the sect and people from all directions came to worship him. As soon as this happened, a brilliant red light became stronger, as if a red flame spread thousands of miles, illuminating the world and dyeing everything with a maple leaf red color.

This kind of power is not on the same level as the power of the arc light circle not far away, but in essence, it has an indescribable hope and dominance, representing the true meaning of Taixiao Sect.

Sensing the power of Taixiao Sect on the talisman, sparse lights came from afar, and when they came closer, they suddenly converged and transformed into a masked female cultivator. She was clad in a veil, revealing a delicate and slender figure. She spread her arms on both sides and soared among the colorful clouds, holding a ruyi, a garland, or a jade box, revealing an infinite beauty.

The person who came was obviously just an incarnation. His wonderful eyes lingered on the two great cultivators of the Taixiao Sect and he said directly, "My two fellow Taoists, please stop."

The voice was cold and sounded without any emotion.

The great cultivator Li Zhenhai saw this, but he didn't care about the other party's tone. He just turned the mysterious energy behind him, shining in all directions, and then golden flowers and silver flames, colorful up and down, making his demeanor more upright and bright. He said: "I want to visit a good friend, I don't know why you stopped us?"

When the visitor heard this, he looked deeply at Li Zhenhai and his fellow disciple, and said bluntly: "This area is in turmoil. We, the Doumu Palace, together with the Taibai Sword Sect and other Zhongxuan sects, have decided to carry out a certain degree of blockade and prohibit Nascent Soul III cultivators and above from entering, so as to avoid unpredictable events." She said this in a decisive and passionate tone, and her voice was pleasant to the ears, containing an unquestionable determination.

In an instant, in the consciousness of the two great monks of Taixiao Sect opposite, as the other party's words fell, countless symbols emerged in the void, gathering together to form an order, and behind it came grand wills that permeated, covering all directions and blocking the surroundings.

From it one can see the Doumu Palace, Taibai Sword Sect, Lingyue Sect, Jinming Sect, etc. Except for the Laojun Temple, all the sects in this area are listed.

The attack of Laojun Temple on Shangxuanmen has already caused a huge explosion in this area, forming an alarming vortex. There is no need for other forces with ulterior motives to intervene!

Watching this scene, Li Zhenhai, a great cultivator of the Taixiao Sect, was silent for a long time and said, "We do have something to do."

Under the projection of the sect's treasure, the Doumu Palace monk who came over showed an unstoppable attitude in his gestures and said, "We'll talk about it later if there's anything. If it really doesn't work, please arrange for the sect's young disciples to come in."

The treasure of Doumu Palace is indeed extraordinary, but it cannot block everyone. It only prevents those who are at the third level of Nascent Soul and above from entering. As for those below the third level of Nascent Soul, it does not stop them, and it seems that they can go or stay as they wish.

But Li Zhenhai was not satisfied when he heard such words. What happened inside was an earth-shaking event, and only the great cultivators at the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm could barely survive there. Those below the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm could not do much if they went in.

When the female cultivator from Doumu Palace saw that Li Zhenhai and the other two great cultivators from Taixiao Sect did not retreat immediately, she said "Take care of yourself" and quickly disappeared, leaving behind only a sinister murderous intent that grew heavier, heavier, and sharper.

After standing outside the arc circle for half an hour, Li Zhenhai and his fellow disciples sensed the growing murderous intent and decided to leave and go back to let the sect find a solution.

Because of the Laojun Temple's attack on Shangxuanmen, the top leaders of Doumu Palace were furious. Now everyone in Doumu Palace is filled with rage. If someone really doesn't know how to appreciate it, Doumu Palace will certainly use murderous means!
Not only the Taixiao Sect and the Qingxuan Sect, but all the forces with ideas have discovered that the Doumu Palace, the Taibai Sword Sect and other forces have directly mobilized the sect's most precious treasures and imposed a blockade on the third level of the Nascent Soul and above, temporarily allowing only exit but not entry.

In this regard, sects such as the Doumu Palace and the Taibai Sword Sect are very stubborn and treat all outside forces equally, excluding them all and not letting any of them in.

As for those who stayed in that area for various reasons when Laojun Temple impacted Shangxuanmen and caused a shock, Doumu Palace, Taibai Sword Sect and other sects would not let them stay.

In the sky, rainbow lights were shooting, one after another, from top to bottom, tearing the atmosphere into bursts of thunder, and crashing into a star bead. The endless destructive power was transformed by the hexagram of the mysterious pattern on the star bead, and slowly dissipated, leaving only large patches of brilliance, condensed like fine flowers, quietly blooming.

However, the rainbow light became more and more numerous and stronger, and the hexagrams formed by the patterns on the star beads seemed unable to withstand this endless power and began to become illusory. The power was not entirely bright, but began to be mixed with fine and fragmented colors. Among the colorful world, there was a sense of danger.

After a while, there was a loud bang, and the star bead spun around. All the patterns on it disappeared into the bead, and then it fell down and entered the cloud on the top of the head of a heroic monk. The patterns of the Yuanchen School on his robes lit up layer by layer, and an invisible magnetic field spread.

However, at this moment, the great monk of Yuanchen Sect had a stern expression on his face, and even the Nascent Soul Dharma Body behind him, which was originally far away from the world and indescribable, now had a look of entering the world, emitting circles of light. He raised his sword-like eyebrows and looked towards the opposite side.

I saw a cold light falling from the sky, and two powerful auras descended here in no particular order.

The first to come out was a female fairy, wearing a lotus crown, with a face like a girl, and a lotus under her feet, with an elegant and sacred temperament. The other was a male cultivator, with an ordinary appearance, but with a flash of spiritual light behind him, and a sword hidden behind him, the edge of which pierced the air, unstoppable, and thunderous sounds were heard wherever he went.

The female fairy looked at Li Changqing and said, "Daoyou Li, please come in."

Li Changqing, a great monk of the Yuanchen sect, glanced at the two of them, and his expression became even more stern.

When the Laojun Temple attacked the Shangxuan Sect, he was collecting spiritual objects needed for cultivation thousands of miles away from the Lingyue Sect. So when he received the communication from the sect, he secretly felt lucky to have the opportunity to witness a rare event in thousands of years. If the opportunity was right, he could even gain something from it.

After all, as a great monk of Shangxuan Sect, he had read many times in the sect's classics about the magnificent events that had occurred in the past when the sects had attacked Shangxuan Sect. That kind of burst of destiny and energy from heaven and earth would bring about unimaginable opportunities.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you can really get a piece of the pie, not only can you accumulate resources for your future efforts to reach the Cave Heaven Realm, but you can also make merits for the sect and reward them according to their merits when you return.

But before he could really take action, two great monks from Doumu Palace and Taibai Sword Sect came to his door and blocked him, intending to "escort him out of the country with courtesy."

He was naturally unwilling and could not be persuaded, so according to the rules, he had to fight. Although he was extraordinary and had amazing magical powers, the opponent was not a pushover either. He was defeated in the end, fighting one against two.

In this situation, if he continued to fight, not only would he lose face, but he would also suffer a loss. Although he was unwilling, Li Changqing still took a deep look at the two people opposite him, as if he had remembered it in his heart, and then snorted coldly and turned away.

When he passed through the outermost arc of light, the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, but at the same time, a feeling of loss surged up.

If you go out this time, you will miss a lot of opportunities!
Like Li Changqing, any great cultivator in this area will be driven out once they are discovered and located by forces such as the Doumu Palace and the Taibai Sword Sect.

There are some fish that slip through the net, but they are very few and they have to hide and dare not move easily.

Compared with them, Zhou Qing, who drove away four great monks by himself, was as stable as a rock in the Zhou family's territory in Hengnan, and continued to improve his Nascent Soul body.

(End of this chapter)