Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 247 Breaking the Formation
Yongan City.

"Xiaoyou Shen, please."

Zhuang Yi smiled gently, and raised his hand as an invitation gesture.

Wang Ba glanced at the three monks with different expressions outside the door. Although he had expected it, his heart sank.

The action of the three sects against Zhenling Palace has finally begun.

It was just under the banner of going to Zhenling Palace to pay homage to Zhang Zhenjun.

And Wang Ba was also invited to watch the ceremony.

Said it was to observe the ceremony, but in fact Wang Ba knew the meaning of the three sects very well.

The three sects joined forces to conquer Zhenling Palace, so naturally they didn't want any existence in Yan that could threaten the rear.

Wang Ba, as the most famous among the casual cultivators in Yan Kingdom, can even attract the existence of Jindan Daoist, he is undoubtedly an important object of defense for the three sects.

That is to say, he is just a foundation-building cultivator, and he seems to be harmless to others, which is barely reassuring.

Even so, just in case, the three sects did not dare to let Wang Ba stay in Yong'an City.

And the most suitable way is to go with the three sects.

Thoughts turned quickly in his mind, Wang Ba raised his hand and said politely:

"Master Zhuang, then go back and talk to my wife first."

Zhuang Yi laughed and said:
"There's no need to be so troublesome. We've already reserved a seat for Mrs. Madam. You two might as well go together."

Wang Yan's face darkened when he heard the words.

However, Zhuang Yi stepped forward without a trace, blocked the door, and then said loudly to Bu Chan in the mansion:
"Ma'am, please come out too."

"Senior, wait a moment."

Bu Chan's voice came from the mansion, calm and calm.

Soon, Bu Chan, dressed in palace attire, came out with shallow steps.

Her eyes swept past Wang Ba, and she immediately walked behind Wang Ba.

And Wang Ba, who had a tacit understanding with Bu Chan, immediately understood the other party's meaning through his eyes:
"Don't worry, the spirit plants and spirit beasts are all put away."

Wang Ba's heart relaxed.

It's just that his face was still as dark as water, and he portrayed a cultivator of Baiyi who had a good status but was angry at being treated unfairly.

Zhuang Yi didn't care about Wang Ba's attitude, and his eyes swept across the alley opposite Wang Ba's mansion.

My heart sank suddenly:

"Yuan asked why Zhi and Zhang Tailai haven't come out yet, could it be that the brother guessed wrong?"

"These two don't really care about applying for service?"

"It seems that I was right. After all, I am a dignified Jindan real person. How could I run back and forth for a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and it is so dangerous."

"But what should I do with the brother's explanation? I can't really catch them, can I?"

For a moment, Zhuang Yi was happy that his judgment was accurate, but also worried that his judgment was too accurate.

It's just that the arrow is on the string now, and it has to be launched.

Immediately he greeted, and whispered to Wang Ba:

"Two, let's go."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it, a small boat flew out from his sleeve, quickly grew in size, and turned into a big boat in an instant, straddling the sky above Yong'an City.

However, such an astonishing change caused silence in the city.

In just a few days, Yong'an City, which was once bustling and bustling, is now half empty, and there are almost no casual cultivators on the streets.

Wang Ba also had no intention of lamenting for those casual cultivators who were captured by the three sects.

He and Buchan walked onto the big boat slowly.

Then several casual cultivators also flew up.

These people are probably the same as Wang Ba, they are all feared by the three sects but have not been eliminated.

Zhuang Yi looked down again, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Immediately without hesitation, he said loudly:

"Everyone, sit still, let's go!"

The flying boat vibrated.

But at this time.

A gentle voice suddenly sounded in the city:
"Wait a minute!"

Hearing this voice, Zhuang Yi, who was about to leave, was suddenly surprised and delighted.

He quickly looked down, and saw two figures flying straight up from below.

The leader, dressed as a scribe, smiled and saluted Zhuang Yi:
"Hehe, fellow Daoist Zhuang, wait a moment. Since we are paying homage to Zhang Zhenjun, the two of us want to go and see it together. I wonder if it is convenient?"

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Yuan. I never thought that Fellow Daoist Yuan was also in the city."

Zhuang Yi deliberately showed surprise, and immediately said generously: "It's a little bit of a trivial matter, as long as fellow Taoists don't dislike the slow speed of this flying boat."

"Where, Fellow Daoist Zhuang is too modest."

The scribe greeted with a smile.

But the burly man behind him showed an impatient face, and flew into the flying boat first, and landed directly beside Wang Ba.

Seeing Wang Yan, he immediately showed a naive smile:

"Little friend Shen!"

"Master Zhang, are you here too?"

Seeing the big man in front of him, Wang Ba suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

The thick and bold man is naturally Zhang Tailai. Hearing Wang Ba's words, his simple and honest face deliberately put on a mysterious look:

"Brother didn't trust you, that's why he came with me."

Hearing this, Wang Yan couldn't help showing a hint of gratitude on his face, and saluted solemnly:
"This... I really want to thank you two! I really can't repay you for your kindness."

But at this time, the scribe also lightly landed next to Wang Ba, but he said jokingly:
"Xiaoyou Shen, you still owe us the spirit chicken essence. If you run away, where can we find you?"

"This……"

Wang Ba's face froze, and he couldn't help laughing immediately.

It's just that there was a haze in my heart.

……

"Outside of Zhenling Palace, we're here!"

Accompanied by Zhuang Yi's voice.

Wang Ba suddenly opened his eyes.

For some reason, as soon as he entered the Zhenling Palace, he faintly felt a very subtle feeling again.

It seemed that something was calling him.

It's just that if you feel this feeling carefully, it will disappear quickly.

Bu Chan also opened his eyes, and the two stood up vigilantly.

But found that Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai had already flown out.

And the other monks on the flying boat also woke up from their meditation.

Yong'an City is too far away from Zhenling Palace. Although the third-order flying magic weapon is extremely fast, for the sake of confidentiality, they did not use the teleportation circle to turn around, so it still took a long time to finally arrive.

Everyone filed out of the flying boat.

Wang Ba and Bu Chan flew out cautiously, their eyes subconsciously sweeping across their eyes.

Immediately, a hint of shock appeared in his eyes.

I saw a huge floating platform in the middle of the sky in the distance.

The high platform is faintly divided into two floors.

The floor below is almost all Foundation Establishment cultivators. They have no seats and can only stand there, crowding each other.

As for the upper floor, which is obviously the upper floors of the three major buildings, the seats are much more relaxed.

More than twenty figures were sitting cross-legged on the futons.

Most of these figures had terrifying auras, and there were a few familiar to Wang Ba, such as Master Yan from Huifenggu and Master Zhang from Danlongmen.

When they saw Wang Ba, they both nodded.

These people on the high platform were clearly dressed, and they could be recognized at a glance as monks from the three sects.

Among them, only a very small number of people seem to be like Wang Ba, and they are not from the three major sects.

And this is not the reason that shocked Wang Ba.

Crossing this high platform, Wang Ba could clearly see farther away, tens of thousands of monks in different clothes were bombarding a high mountain surrounded by formations.

The three major foundation-building cultivators flew in the rear to supervise.

"It's those casual cultivators who were taken away."

Wang Ba swept over with his spiritual sense, and immediately saw some familiar faces and breaths.

Wang Ba had seen these faces in Yong'an City before, and they were taken away by the three sects for various reasons.

Wang Ba was still thinking that the Tianmen Sect was gone, so what if the three major sects seized the casual cultivators, and they couldn't sell them, but now it seems that he was too naive.

I am afraid that in the eyes of Zongmen monks, casual cultivators... are really treasures.

But at this moment, on the high mountain covered by the formation, a stream of light suddenly flew up into the sky, blooming like fireworks, and one by one stars whizzed down immediately.

Somewhat quickly, it pierced through the chest of a loose cultivator flying in mid-air in an instant, and the casual cultivator fell heavily before he even had time to react.

"Get out of the way!"

"careful!"

"Escape!"

In front of the high mountain covered by the formation, the casual cultivators fled in embarrassment and ran in a hurry.

However, the cultivators of the sect in the rear directly sacrificed the magic weapon, and their voices were all stern:
"Don't go back!"

"Take a step back, shoot and kill!"

"Forward! Forward!"

There is a counterattack in the front, and there is a magic weapon of the sect monk in the back.

Even if there were a few of these casual cultivators who rose up to resist, they were quickly submerged in the wave-like mana wave...

Just in the blink of an eye, this group of casual cultivators lost nearly [-]%.

After releasing this wave of attacks, the formation on the high mountain seemed to have no power left, and the brilliance of the formation finally gradually dimmed after shaking for a while.

Immediately, it shattered under the spell attack of the digital foundation-building casual cultivator.

Several monks from Zhenling Palace in blue clothes who were hiding in the high mountains flew up brazenly and rushed towards the three major monks, but were stopped by endless numbers of casual monks.

After beheading dozens of casual cultivators, they were beheaded due to lack of magic power.

Even to the death, they were not able to meet the three major groups of people.

"boom!"

Under the pouring of the spells of the casual practitioners, the mountain collapsed.

And with the collapse of the mountain, a passionate voice resounded in all directions:

"Guixin points, break!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"Pull out another seventeen points, and you can drive straight in, pointing at the Zhenling Palace!"

On the high platform, many voices of applause and discussion sounded one after another.

And the monks on the upper floor also stroked their beards and nodded, showing satisfaction.

Here, no one cares about the life and death of those casual cultivators.

Wang Ba looked at everything in front of him solemnly, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on Buchan's hand.

But at this moment, Zhuang Yi on the side smiled and said:

"It seems that we are lucky. We saw our victory when we first arrived."

Wang Ba didn't say a word when he heard the words.

He didn't ask again about such silly things as saying that he was going to pay homage to Zhang Zhenjun, but why he was fighting with the people from Zhenling Palace.

But Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai who flew out first had normal expressions.

At this time, the three senior officials on the upper level of the high platform seemed to have noticed Wang Ba, Yuan Wenzhi and others.

Among the three monks in the center, one looked a little strange, but the one with elegant face and modest demeanor stood up actively, with a smile on his face, he raised his hand and greeted warmly:
"It's Xiaoyou Shen. Are there fellow Daoists Yuan and Daoist Zhang here? Please take a seat."

Wang Ba's heart trembled suddenly.

Although he didn't know the other party, he had vaguely guessed the other party's identity from the other party's seat and the way he was dressed.

Hastily bowed in salute.

"Junior Shenfu, I have met Sovereign Lin."

In front of the ordinary Jindan Daoist, he can barely stand up to them by relying on his so-called master title.

But to do so in front of Lin Boyue, the suzerain of the Xuli Sect, would undoubtedly be asking for trouble.

Therefore, Wang Ba is very wise to implement the gift of the younger generation.

Of course, try not to give the other party a reason to attack.

After all, he hadn't forgotten that Xu Lizong had assassinated him with a spell before.

On the other hand, Yuan Wenzhi's usually calm and indifferent face showed a rare trace of restraint and prudence, and he politely raised his hand to salute:
"Scattered person Yuan Wenzhi, met Sect Master Lin."

Only Zhang Tailai, who had always been rough and reckless, still had a simple and honest face, raising his hands casually, as if he didn't know what fear was.

But everyone here knew what kind of person Zhang Tailai was, so no one would blame him.

The four of them flew to the high platform under Zhuang Yi's guidance.

Wang Ba and Buchan took the initiative to go to the lower floor.

"Xiaoyou Shen, hehe, come and sit here."

Lin Boyue's gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Ba's heart trembled suddenly.

Turning around, he found that the position Lin Boyue was pointing at was surprisingly next to Yuan Wenzhi, and he immediately showed guilt:
"This... junior is superficial, how can I sit here..."

"Hehe, Xiaoyou Shen's spirit chef skills are unique in the country of Yan, so how can he not be qualified?"

Lin Boyue shook his head and smiled.

Zhu Rong, the owner of Returning Wind Valley, also suddenly said:
"Yes, Xiaoyou Shen sits here, no one should have any objections."

When Chu Xiao from Danlongmen heard the words, he glanced at Wang Yan and Zhu Rong, his eyes thoughtful.

And Wang Ba subconsciously glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and was surprised to find that among the three Jindan masters present, many people looked at him with a hint of kindness in their eyes.

I was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

"It seems to be because of the spirit chicken essence."

Although the spirit chicken essence has little effect on Jindan monks, if there is a large amount, it is still very considerable. If there is no conflict of interest, normal Jindan real people will naturally show favor to Wang Ba.

Thinking of this, he finally settled down a little.

"The junior is overstepping."

Wang Ba showed embarrassment, and after a few words of advice to Bu Chan, he went to Yuan Wenzhi and sat down.

Buchan also went to the lower floor immediately.

And in this gap, Gaotai has unknowingly continued to fly to the north.

soon.

Wang Ba then saw another mountain that was very similar to before.

On the high mountain, there is also a formation.

Accompanied by the orders of the three major monks.

Soon, there were a large number of casual cultivators, overwhelming the sky and rushing towards the high mountain.

Immediately, he began to repeat the scene that Wang Ba had seen before.

And the Jindan real people on the upper level also started to discuss again.

Wang Ba didn't make a sound, but just listened quietly.

From the few words of these Jindan real people, he vaguely knew that these high mountains and formations were actually the formation foundations laid down by the monks of Zhenling Palace to defend the gate of Zhenling Palace.

In order to truly pose a threat to Zhenling Palace, the outer formation must be broken first.

And relying on the lives of a large number of casual cultivators to consume.

at last.

After one night.

With the collapse of the last mountain, a huge palace group built on the plateau and spanning hundreds of miles was finally exposed to Wang Ba.

But at this moment, the casual cultivators who are still alive are less than [-]% of what Wang Ba had just seen before.

It's just that no one cares about their lives.

The upper level of the platform.

The three Jindan masters who were originally sitting cross-legged finally couldn't hold back, and stood up one after another, looking expectant, nervous, and complicated, and looked at the palace group below.

Even Lin Boyue, Zhu Rong and Chu Xiao, the three masters of the sect, couldn't hide their excitement.

"Finally! We finally see this day!"

Zhu Rong sighed.

Even Chu Xiao, who didn't speak much, had a glimmer of joy in his eyes.

Lin Boyue looked down, and his eyes flickered even more.

The three sects have been suffering to suppress the Linggong for a long time.

Just because in Zhenling Palace, there is Zhang Daobai, the only Nascent Soul True Monarch in Yan Kingdom.

Overwhelmed the country of Yan for many years.

But now Zhang Daobai has finally fallen.

Zhenling Palace lost three Jindan real people on the front line of Wei State in one fell swoop.

With only four Golden Cores left, how could the Zhenling Palace be able to withstand the alliance of the three sects?

The ending was already doomed, but what Lin Boyue valued more was the process.

at this time.

In the palace group, a huge formation barrier suddenly rose.

Cover the entire palace group.

At the same time, within the formation barrier, four blue-clothed figures faintly appeared.

Standing in mid-air.

The aura of one of them is no less than that of the three sect masters.

Even more than that.

His face was thin, with a hint of anger in his expression, and his voice resounded in all directions:
"Xulizong, Huifenggu, Danlongmen... why did you offend my Zhenling Palace!"

Accompanied by this sound, there was a faint sound of thunder in the surrounding world.

The foundation-building cultivators of the three sects all turned pale in shock!

Wang Ba didn't feel too much about it. He had a strong foundation. Although he was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, he was stronger than the average late stage foundation establishment.

The Jindan real people on the upper level of the high platform also looked at the four people with incomparably dignified expressions.

Lin Boyue's face could not help but show a trace of awe and joy.

"Gongzhu Wu is probably not far away from Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation...I missed the ceremony last time."

"But it's a good thing that Zhang Daobai died early, otherwise you, a dual infant of the Zhenling Palace, would still have a place for my three sects to settle down!"

"Hmph! I only hate that when Martial Uncle Zhang was here, he failed to wipe out all of you!"

The skinny monk said sharply.

"Hehe, what are you farting, Wu Siqi? If Zhang Daobai could really do it, would he still keep us?"

Huifenggu Zhurong couldn't help laughing.

Lin Boyo also shook his head:
"Master Wu, you don't need to say too much. On behalf of the three sects, I can give you a choice. Either give up resistance and let me impose restrictions on you. We will not hurt your lives. If you behave well in the future, you may consider lifting the restrictions and give you back your freedom."

"Either... Zhenling Palace is today and it will become history!"

Hearing this, the skinny monk finally looked serious:

"Lin Boyue, are you really going to fight to the death with my Zhenling Palace?"

"Do you still think there are other possibilities between us?"

Lin Boyue asked back.

"...Okay! Let's die!"

The skinny monk was slightly silent, and then said coldly.

Soon, his figure quickly disappeared in the formation.

"It's just a stubborn resistance!"

Zhu Rong sneered.

"It is indeed a stubborn resistance."

Lin Boyo murmured.

The voice did not fall.

The section of the formation barrier covering the huge palace complex near the ground suddenly distorted.

Immediately above the barrier, a tiny hole appeared!

Inside the formation, a series of hurried voices suddenly came:
"There are traitors!"

"Not good! The formation is broken!"

"Quick! Hold the formation!"

Whoa!
However, the tiny hole enlarged rapidly, and several foundation building figures frantically escaped from it in an instant.

A golden-dan real person in blue immediately followed the entrance of the cave, and angrily slashed at the defected foundation-builder cultivators with a sword, but was easily blocked by Chu Xiao, the master of the Tanlongmen who had already prepared himself.

At the same time, among the three golden elixirs who cooperated tacitly, several real people jumped down from the high platform and quickly tore open the entrance of the cave.

In the blink of an eye, the formation covering the palace complex was on the verge of shattering.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lin Boyue was not surprised at all, but with a hint of exclamation:
"During Zhang Daobai's years, Zhenling Palace has indeed developed extremely fast, but it is a pity that it has lost too much tempering. It actually entrusts its wealth and life on a formation... Don't they know that the first thing others consider in the battle of exterminating the sect is how to quickly break the formation?"

In contrast, although Xulizong also has a third-tier formation to guard the mountain, no one really expects that the third-tier formation can block the opponent.

People can only rely on themselves in the end.

This is Lin Boyue's creed.

soon.

The formation above the palace group completely dissipated.

Four Zhenling Palace Jindan Daoists in blue clothes also showed their figures one after another.

In addition, there are a large number of foundation building and Qi refining disciples.

The number of these foundation-building monks in Zhenling Palace is actually more than the sum of the three foundation-building monks.

So even though the formation was broken unexpectedly, the monks of Zhenling Palace were not too flustered.

Instead, they quickly and spontaneously formed formations one by one.

Meet the three foundation-building cultivators who came to kill them.

For a while, there was no distinction between Xuan and Jin.

On the high platform, most of the remaining Jindan masters also left the stage one after another, surrounding the four Jindan in Zhenling Palace.

The three Jindan masters from Zhenling Palace were quickly suppressed by the three Jindan masters.

Beaten down steadily.

Only Palace Master Wu of the Zhenling Palace showed great power and suppressed seven or eight Jindan real people with his own power!

On the high platform, seeing this scene, Lin Boyue frowned immediately, glanced around, and suddenly spoke to Yuan Wenzhi:

"Yuan Daoyou, Zhang Daoyou, you two are quite strong, if you can help out, I will definitely reward you!"

Yuan Wenzhi couldn't help but look at the three major sect masters who were still sitting in the main seat when he heard the words, a trace of hesitation could not help but flash in his eyes.

But at this time.

Suddenly there was a subtle sound transmission voice next to his ear:

"Promise him first, and help Wu Siqi later, the Zhenling Palace must be gone..."

Yuan Wenzhi's heart trembled suddenly, and then he seemed to ponder for a while, and cupped his hands to Lin Boyue and said:

"Since Sect Master Lin trusts my brothers and sisters so much, I will give it a try."

After all, he was about to move, but suddenly his expression changed!

In the perception, in the depths of the palaces not far away, there is a scorching hot breath like a volcano, which grows out of nothing, and explodes in an instant!
Just for an instant.

On the side of the three sects, the auras of several Daoist Jindan masters quickly disappeared...

Before he even had time to turn around, he heard Lin Boyue, Zhu Rong, and Chu Xiao's startled but very consistent voices:

"Zhang Daobai!"

And this moment.

Wang Ba was also extremely shocked!

Because he suddenly noticed.

The subtle feeling I felt when I first entered the town of Spirit Palace became extremely clear at this moment!
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