Taoist help me live forever

The auction of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce has begun.

It is said that the scale is very large, and many people of interest have been there.

Not only the monks of the Xuanyang Sect, but also the local small and medium-sized sects, the family monks of the Jindan realm and above, casual cultivators, and the true kings of the neighboring beasts, such as the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the Xuanyin Sect, will join hands. Come.

It is said that the Moya Sanren in Moyafang City rarely moved their nests and went to the auction, which made some small actions in Fangshi recently come to the fore.

Fortunately, Moya Sanren just went out, not really gone.

The basic rules are still maintained in Fangshi, no one dares to bear the wrath of a True Monarch, but after all, it is more chaotic than before.

But Yu Xian only heard about these news.

He himself is very interested in the auction and is eligible to participate.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't join in the fun.

Now he is just a small character who can barely be regarded as the Nascent Soul's combat power. In the place where big bosses gather, he really doesn't have much weight. When he sees the baby he likes, he can't buy it. go.

As mentioned above, this kind of advanced dungeon is not suitable for him yet.

But he still paid attention to the news in this regard.

Others watched the auction just to watch the excitement.

But once there are enough bigwigs, it cannot be simply regarded as a business gathering, but also has a strong political attribute.

The rise and fall of the forces in one place, the struggle between sects and sects, Xuanyangzong's foreign diplomatic methods, the direction of development in the future, etc...

Just what Yu Xian can think of is enough, let alone those hidden influences, which may involve all aspects.

It's a pity he couldn't be there to experience it in person.

Of course, when the next auction is held, he should be there.

Even if he can't sit in the top few VIP seats, when he speaks, the court will definitely remain quiet.

For him, the Golden Core realm was the most difficult period for him.

When the Nascent Soul is successful, he will be able to level the ground, and he is even confident that he will achieve the state of transforming gods within the next hundred years.

The time passed peacefully, without too much disturbance.

The chaos in Moyafang City also ended after the auction, and the chaos in Moyafang quickly subsided after the return of the Sanren of Moya.

However, there are also a few unlucky ones whose sense of smell is not sensitive enough, and they are the unlucky ones who kill chickens and monkeys.

Obviously, the sword in Mo Ya Sanren's hands is still sharp, and it is easy to kill a few Jindan real people.

Yu Xian, in his identity as Zhan Hong, saw the hands of the Sanren on the cliff from a distance.

He didn't even show his face, but an inscription in the shape of a talisman flickered in the air, and he suppressed it with great power.

The dignified Jindan real person was suppressed and killed on the spot by a magic talisman outlined in the void.

Only then did Yu Xian know that Moya Sanren was a brilliant talisman master, and at least a fourth-rank talisman master.

No wonder Zhenjun Jiuyue wanted to show face to Moya Sanren, admitting his unique rules in Moyafang City.

As a high-level talisman master, as long as he is given enough time to accumulate, then he can explode with strength far beyond his own realm.

No one is willing to fight to the death with a high-level talisman master unless it is absolutely necessary.

……

Blood Demon Secret Realm.

A Golden Core Thunder Tribulation had just ended not long ago.

Yu Xian, who had completely absorbed the aura of heaven as a practice point, looked at the green panel in front of his field of vision, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

【Name: Yu Xian】

[Cultivation level: Nascent Soul·Pseudo (8w/890w)]

[Tao couple: Yulan, Luo Han (2/3)]

"In the blink of an eye, it has been more than three years since I started my business again, and the Nascent Soul Realm is not far away from me."

"Now I can get more than two million practice points a year, and it will take up to four years. I am Yuanying Zhenjun. It seems that the ten-year agreement can be brought forward."

"Speaking of which, I really hate the environment here. Unfortunately, the leek field has gradually withered. Even if they dig the roots, I'm afraid it will only be enough for me to break through."

To deal with Moxiu, Yu Xian has no psychological burden at all.

But it is a pity that magic cultivators are not the mainstream practice direction after all, and Moyafang City is only a stronghold of the True Demon Society, so the number of demon cultivators gathered cannot increase too much in a short period of time.

In fact, with most of the later stages of foundation establishment, the magic cultivators at the peak of foundation establishment were fooled into the blood demon secret realm, and the cultivation base of the monks decreased visibly with the naked eye, forcing the Burning Spirit Lost Life Art to come back out of the arena again.

After all, according to his method of cutting leeks, more than twenty Golden Core monks would have to be produced in one year.

The magic cultivator at the peak of foundation establishment is not a Chinese cabbage, so how can there be so many people.

In addition, although most of these newly promoted real people are fake Dan real people, they have also had a serious impact on the local practice ecology.

These monks can't be killed all at once, they have to show up from time to time, show off their new identities, and attract the attention of others.

Although the short story based on the self-based apprentice Fei Yi is useful, the popularity has gradually diminished with time, and new image representatives must appear.

Otherwise, Moxiu also has brains. Seeing that the Blood Demon Secret Realm is like a man-eating monster, who can enter but never exit, how can he be willing to spend a lot of money to buy a Blood Demon Order and obtain a leek status.

And as the cultivation level of the monks dropped, the price of the Blood Demon Token also plummeted, falling again to one hundred thousand spirit stones.

No way, people really can't afford it if it's too high.

Just as he was thinking about whether to lower the price, Yu Xian, who cut away the leek seedlings, suddenly changed his expression. The formation he had arranged in Zhanhong Dongfu was touched.

……

Cliff City
Zhanhong's convalescent cave.

Yu Xian, who hurried back, looked at the male monk in front of him calmly.

"Junior Brother Guan, what is the reason for your visit?"

Seeing this person, Yu Xian knew that the two years of peace had finally taken place.

But life is like this, full of surprises and surprises.

The male monk looked to be in his twenties, very young, with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, and a dignified appearance. He was dressed in a blue robe and had the air of a nobleman.

His name is Guan Xuan, he was born as an inner disciple of the Xuanyang Sect, and he is also a member of the Demon Slaying Squad.

And these two prefectures happen to be adjacent to Linzi prefecture.

When Yu Xian saw his menacing approach, he knew that it was probably the disciple of the blood demon ancestor who caused the problem again.

Regarding this matter, Guan Xuan has written several times to ask him to be accountable.

At the beginning, he excused his illness and apologized, saying that his injury had not healed, and Ruan Linlin participated in the true biography election, and there was a shortage of manpower, which made the evil troubles increase.

Then let the blood demon patriarch give him a few devil cubs as quest items, and by the way, play the role of killing chickens and monkeys.

This prevented Guan Xuan from taking the next step.

But paper can't hold fire.

The Gorefiend Secret Realm continuously produced fake alchemy demon cultivators. The local area could not absorb so many demon cultivators, so they had to flee to other places.

Even if he used the prestige of the blood demon ancestor to force most of the disciples to stay in the secret realm and cultivate.

But the secret realm is not a real secret realm after all, and there are no high-level spiritual veins, and most of these disciples are fake alchemy monks, and it is enough to retreat for a few months to get familiar with mana.

Unless they are killed on the spot, it can only be delayed for a while.

Now is the time for problems to erupt.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Yu Xian, Guan Xuan asked unceremoniously:

"Brother Zhan, last time you said that the local demon disaster has been cured, I believe it, but why is the number of demon cultivators pouring into my rule still increasing.

According to my investigation, these demon cultivators originally came from a place called the Blood Demon Secret Realm, and it is said that there is also a true demon king named Blood Demon Patriarch.

I don't know if this is true or not? "

Yu Xian nodded lightly: "That's right, but the blood demon patriarch never showed up, and I don't know where he really is, and I've been investigating.

As for the matter of the Gorefiend Mystic Realm, I have personally dealt with several golden core demon cultivators before and killed them all.

The number of magic cultivators taking the lead has decreased. "

Guan Xuan almost laughed out of breath: "Your place is naturally reduced, but mine is more, and it's either a golden pill or a fake pill.

I almost thought it was time for the demons to dance wildly again.

Brother Zhan, since you have found the root cause, please report to the Zongmen as soon as possible, and invite the Zongmen Zhenjun to punish the blood demon ancestor.

Although we have a bit of patience with demon cultivators, we didn't do it like you.

Be careful not to lose the big tail, you will burn yourself! "

It is almost the unspoken rule of the Demon Killing Squad to support the bandits' self-respect.

Otherwise, how could the Demon Slaying Squad get so much credit, but the premise of raising the bandit's self-respect is to ensure that the bandit is at a level that can be eliminated at any time.

There must be a certain amount of trouble so that the Demon Killing Squad is needed, but it can't be too troublesome, otherwise it will be backlashed, and it will end in death.

Yu Xian said expressionlessly: "If Junior Brother Guan can invite the Zongmen Zhenjun, then I must thank Junior Brother for my brother.

But as a brother, I also want to remind my brother.

The blood demon patriarch was extremely cunning, never showing up in person, and hadn't reached the point where he had to be eliminated.

What if the Zongmen True Monarch took action in person, but failed to eliminate the demon, which caused the blood demon ancestor to become fierce, and he personally ended up causing disaster, causing people to suffer and burn thousands of miles.

When the sect starts to investigate, the younger brother will be the first responsible person. "

Guan Xuan suddenly fell silent, and asked after a while:
"Then junior dare to ask senior brother, is there a solution?"

Yu Xian smiled lightly and said, "Junior Brother Guan, those golden elixir demon cultivators are just scabies, as long as I spend some time and effort, I will eventually be able to eliminate them.

Although the blood demon patriarch didn't know why it took time and effort to cultivate so many demon cultivators.

But in my opinion, this may be an opportunity I have been waiting for.

You see, although these demon cultivators are called the disciples of the blood demon ancestor, there are not few disciples who have captured or suppressed them, so the blood demon ancestor has the intention of making a move.

These magic cultivators have weak inheritance, have just broken through their realm, and have no suitable magic weapons in their hands. They are our great prey.

And not to hide from my junior brother, my brother has already noticed the news of the blood demon ancestor, and has already inserted himself undercover.

As for the traces and actions of those demon cultivators, not to mention that they know everything well, but they are almost inseparable. "

Guan Xuan's solemn face instantly thawed.

"It turns out that I misunderstood senior brother."

Yu Xian smiled and said: "Brother Guan is also doing business, so how could he hold grudges as a brother.

If the younger brother is fine, you can stay for a few days. Regarding the younger brother's rule of Moxiu, I have someone sort out a piece of information, which can be regarded as a little bit of care for the brother. "

Since those demon cultivators didn't listen to their ancestors, they could only give them away as gifts.

Yu Xian smiled, but he had already sentenced those demon cultivators to death.

Guan Xuan's face showed joy: "Brother's action really relieved the urgent need of the younger brother. The younger brother really doesn't know how to repay the younger brother."

Yu Xian waved his hands and said, "I'm from the same family, so I don't need to care about these empty etiquette."

Guan Xuan couldn't help being taken aback.

He originally thought that Senior Brother Zhan would take advantage of this to trick him, but he didn't expect to actually do good deeds without expecting anything in return.

He didn't believe in camaraderie.

Although Xuanyang Sect is not a demonic sect, its disciples are full of schemes and vendettas.

However, there are many factions and their relationships are intricate. It is okay for disciples from the same lineage to inherit, but the competitiveness of disciples from different peak lines is usually not weak.

And he and brother Zhan belong to different peaks, and they have no friendship on weekdays, so why should they give him benefits.

But he didn't show any emotion on his face, thanked him again, and then left.

No matter what this Senior Brother Zhan was scheming behind his back, he had already got what he wanted.

Yu Xian watched Guan Xuan leave, touched his chin and said secretly:
"All disciples, I don't blame Master for not protecting you, it's just that when it's time for you to die, I wanted you to stay longer."

After all, every disciple has to hand over one hundred thousand spirit stones a year as a teacher's offering.

……

months later.

Blood Demon Secret Realm, Blood Demon Palace.

A group of wounded disciples who had just escaped knelt down at the bottom of the steps, crying to the ancestor on the throne.

"Master, you have to call the shots for us!"

"Then Guan Xuan, relying on himself as a disciple of the Xuanyang Sect, yelled at us people, clearly not paying attention to you."

"That's right, the disciples have said that they are master's disciples, but Guan Xuan has no intention of stopping."

"The Demon Killing Squad is too deceitful. If you don't take action, Master, they will step on your head, Master."

"Also, our actions have been known in advance. This disciple suspects that there are spies among us. I hope Master will find out!"

……

A group of disciples chattered and looked helplessly at the vague and mysterious figure on the throne.

All of them are in their [-]s or so, and they made such a childish gesture because they were counting on their ancestors to make a move.

As long as the old ancestor is willing to make a move for them, their backs will be hardened when they walk outside.

The blood demon patriarch stood up from the throne, and said indifferently under the expectant eyes:
"It's not easy for you to wait for your hard escape to come back. Let's heal your injuries first, and discuss the rest later."

"As a teacher, you will open the Blood Demon Pool. How much benefit you can get depends on your luck."

Seeing that the master refused to agree, the disappointed disciples became excited again when they heard the name of the Blood Demon Pool.

Who doesn't know that Master's blood demon pool is infinitely powerful, it can hold thousands of blood essences, and if you enter it once, you can achieve great supernatural powers and practice.

It's a pity that there are very few disciples who are favored by their masters and who are lucky enough to enter the Blood Demon Pool.

But this undoubtedly added a bit of attraction to the Blood Demon Pool.

The palace gates opened.

Seven or eight fake alchemy disciples walked in, and they saw the four-square blood demon pool in the center, and there were also twenty or thirty blood cocoons on the surface of the pool.

"Master took pity on us for being bullied, and gave us the opportunity to bathe in the Blood Demon Pool. We must never let down Master's gift."

A gray-haired disciple took a deep breath, as if he had been intoxicated by the blood energy in the blood pool.

"I'm welcome."

He took a step forward and stepped directly into the pool.

Not to be outdone, the other disciples stepped in one after another.

"The pool is very big, don't compete with me!"

"Haha, it's so full of blood, I feel full of strength all over my body."

"If we can practice here every day, even if we are fake alchemy cultivators, we can temper a powerful body comparable to physical cultivation of the same level."

"It's itchy, why do I feel like a needle is pricking me?"

"Someone is pulling my foot!"

"My mana! Mana can't work!"

"Me too!"

"no, do not want!"

"Master, please forgive me, please forgive me, Master!"

But there was no response, and all voices gradually fell silent.

A series of bubbles emerged from the blood pool, and then seven or eight blood cocoons emerged from the bottom of the pool, which looked densely packed, like devil's eggs about to hatch.

Only the Ten Thousand Beast Soul Banner fluttering over the blood pool became more radiant again.

Perhaps in the near future, it will be able to use these sacrifices in the pool to launch an impact on the Lingbao rank.

The soul flag moved without wind, and there was an inaudible sigh from inside. (end of this chapter)