Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 365 Jiuqiu Mountains
Yunhai, who was standing on the sea, looked up at the Tianmen. When he saw the figures of the nine disciples disappearing behind the door, the figure of more than ten feet tall suddenly shrank and returned to the appearance of a normal person.

Immediately, he was about to leave with his three disciples, Xia Guang, Wan Hua, and Kui Lie.

However, at this moment, I only heard a "Wait a minute" voice from behind.

Hearing this, Yun Hai and a group of Nascent Soul cultivators paused, then turned around and said with a smile, "What do you want, Fellow Taoist Yun Li?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a Yunpeng fell from the sky and transformed into a burly man.

Seeing this, Yun Hai smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Yun Li seems to be fine, so congratulations!"

"Yun Hai, is my body still well now?" Yun Li asked in a deep voice.

In the previous battle of Chang Yu Domain, its flaws were found by Wu Xiang, Yue Xuan, Yi Xing and Yun Hai in front of it. It fell into the opponent's plot, so that its physical body was damaged, leaving only one Yuan Hai. Ying used teleportation to escape.

Over the years, two monks from the same tribe, Yuntai and Yunquan, joined forces with True Lord Lu Jiao of the Huxiao tribe to kill the old monkey Yuan Tong from the Anngling Kingdom and took away nearly 2000 years of accumulation.

Half of the resources were invested in it, allowing it to seize the body and restore the strength of the great monk in just a few decades.

It's a pity that it suffered such a heavy blow. Not to mention that its potential has been greatly reduced, it is almost impossible to break through to the divine transformation stage in this life. More importantly, its own vitality has been damaged, so that its longevity has also been reduced a lot.

If the time spent recuperating and recuperating is included, its lifespan is about two to three hundred years shorter than that of other great monks.

"Very good, it tastes good! If you want to redeem your body, it's too late now." Yun Hai said with a smile.

"That's really a pity. But now even if you redeem it, I won't be able to use it, what do you think?" Yun Li said in a deep voice.

"In that case, why did fellow Taoist come out to try to keep me here?" Yunhai said with a smile, stroking his beard.

Hearing this, Yun Li grinned, revealing his strong white teeth, and said, "Without him, I just want to make a bet with my fellow Taoist, how about that?"

"What's the bet?" Yunhai said slowly.

"I have a Yushen Shenxin, and I would like to bet you a bottle of Jinhua alcohol liquid, do you dare?" Yun Li asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hai half-squinted his eyes, stroking his beard and taking a few breaths before speaking, "How to determine the winner?"

"Okay, fellow Taoist, you are really happy! I see that there are nine disciples of your Qingxia Sect this time, so we will take half of them. If five of them can survive, it will be a draw. If there are more than five If there are more than five people, you and I will decide the winner. Fellow Taoist Yunhai, I want you to choose first, please!" Yun Li said with a smile.

"So, my Taoist friend has already given the order! I just don't know how many Peng clan monks you ordered to intercept and kill the disciples of our sect?" Yun Hai asked unhurriedly.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you now. As long as those brats can get the golden elixir of your disciples, I will reward them with one. What do you think, do you dare to bet?" Yun laughed loudly.

"This Four Seas Palace is vast and boundless. It is no smaller than the Western Wilderness or Southern Wilderness where we are! How dare fellow Taoists be so sure that these juniors from the Peng Clan can find these little guys under me? Even if both sides If we encounter each other, we still don't know who will win!" Yun Hai said slowly.

As soon as he said this, a skinny old man more than a hundred miles away couldn't help but send a message: "Yunhai, just say what you say, don't use metaphors like deer or sheep. What you said, I don't think so." Love to hear it!”

After saying this, the man transformed into a sika deer and walked away on the clouds.

"Fellow Daoist Mei, I made a mistake, I'm sorry!" Yun Hai said with a smile.

The reason why he apologized was because this old deer was a great monk who occupied an island in the West Sea alone and never interfered in the battles between the big clans.

After this interruption, Yun Li sneered at Yun Hai: "It seems that fellow Taoist has no confidence in his disciples!"

Hearing this, Yunhai laughed, pointed at the other party, and said:
"Don't use words to provoke me. Naturally, I have great faith in the strength of my disciples. If more than five come out in this trip, then I will be considered a winner. How about that?"

As an ancestor of the sect, how could he say in front of everyone that not even half of his disciples could survive?
In this case, wouldn't this momentum weaken the opponent?
"Okay, if there are less than five disciples of your sect, then I will win and you will lose in this bet, and vice versa. You and I will high-five each other, and the sky will be my witness! All fellow Taoists present please also bear witness!" Yun Li said with a smile.

While speaking, the two great monks slapped each other.

Then the two looked at each other and laughed loudly.

After the laughter subsided, Yun Li extended his hand to invite: "Fellow Taoist Yunhai, since you are here for a visit, don't leave in a hurry. Can you and I have a drink on this island?"

"If you don't have good wine, that won't work!" Yun Hai said with a smile.

The two sides felt like old friends meeting again, as if the previous grievances and grudges had never happened.

The sea of ​​clouds carried Xiaguang, Wanhua, and Kuilie, while Yunli led Yuntai and Yunquan. A group of Nascent Soul monks landed on a mountaintop somewhere on the island and sat together.

As soon as the True Lords sat down, an old man in commoner clothes and an old man in Geyi flew over from the left and right of the island.

The two looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Wu Xiang, who was dressed in commoner clothes, pointed at the other party and said, "Old Shang, you are not honest."

On the other side, Yun Shang, who was wearing Ge Yi, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Wuxiang, you little bad guy."

After saying that, the two of them almost said in unison: "Please!"

As soon as the words fell, both parties started laughing again and landed on the island where the monks were.

As soon as he took his seat, Yun Shang, the top-ranked monk of the Peng clan, looked at Kui Lie and asked slowly, "How is your ancestor doing lately?"

The grandfather it talks about is the great monk Kuishi, who is also the father of Na Kui Keng.

"It's so good. I bake more than a dozen pairs of chicken wings every day." Kui Lie said with a smile.

"What's so delicious about chicken wings? They're far less delicious than dragon liver." Yun Shang shook his head slightly.

Upon hearing this, Kui Lie said calmly:
"Come on, our Kui clan is just relying on the remaining power of our ancestors to be called a big clan. But when it comes to great monks, or ordinary Nascent Soul monks like me, they are worse than your Peng clan. Far away, not to mention the remaining Jindan descendants. There are almost more than three thousand late-stage Jindan monks from the Peng clan who entered the Sihai Palace this time, right?" "More than three thousand five hundred, but they are far behind the human race. Tens of thousands of people!" Yun Shang said slowly.

Hearing this, Wu Xiang smiled and said: "They are all incompetent little guys, a bunch of rabble, Lao Shang, don't worry about it! I don't know how many people will die there this time?"

"It is true that a number of juniors will die during this trip, but most of them are not disciples of you and me!" Yun Shang said slowly.

"There are always casualties!" Wu Xiang sighed.

Hearing this, Yun Shang narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed: "Wu Xiang, Venerable You Chan chose a good time, taking advantage of the eve of the opening of the Sihai Palace to launch the Battle of Changyu Domain and put out another plan. The posture of a battle between the life and death tribes. By doing this, he forced us and other tribes to bow their heads and give up Chang Yuyu! Isn't he afraid that we and other tribes will not let go, and forcefully drag you to death? Human race?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiang chuckled lightly and said:

"If you want to fight a protracted war, then we are more than happy to accompany you to the end. According to the agreement between you and our tribes, this Changyu Domain should be returned to our human race after it expires. Lao Shang, we have a good reputation! It has been more than [-] years since a war on the scale of Chang Yu Domain. Sometimes we still have to fight what should be fought. There are some things about principles that cannot be compromised at all. And look at it, after all our races After such a fight, many conflicts in the clan will naturally disappear, don’t you understand this?”

Speaking of which, in the later stages of the Chang Yu War, it was the ordinary Nascent Soul monks who fell more often.

Without the Nascent Soul cultivator, the opponent's sect's power needs to begin to shrink, thus giving up some resources and giving the casual cultivators some chance to breathe.

The levels in the world of spiritual practice can actually be briefly divided into three levels, namely upper, middle and lower.

On the upper level, the most representative one is the Hall of Elders, which is headed by the Master Huashen. The great monks under his command are responsible for the large area of ​​practice, commanding the Yuanying Sect and ordering the early and middle Yuanying monks, thus firmly Controlling monopolizes most of the cultivation resources in the Western Wilderness, as well as the power to formulate various rules.

The middle-level monks, such as sects or golden elixir monks who are casual cultivators.

This group of monks, such as Cao Wei and Jindan Masters, more or less control some cultivation resources. They no longer need to worry about spiritual stones or ordinary spiritual objects for cultivation, but in the end they have no say.

As for the lower level, there are the largest number of monks in the Qi refining and foundation building stages.

Among the three, for the monks who transform themselves into gods, the scene they want to see is that there are Qi refining and foundation-building monks breaking through to the Golden Core stage, or even the Nascent Soul stage, and strengthening the clan all the time. Strength, thus expanding.

Of course, it would be best if these breakthrough golden elixir cultivators were from casual cultivators.

In this way, they can also let these casual cultivators see the hope of practice, so as not to generate too much violence and shake the foundation of the human practice world in the Western Wilderness.

After all, running water never rots and door hinges never get beetroots.

But this kind of thing is difficult. In the final analysis, in order to maintain its own inheritance, the Yuanying Sect prefers the monks under the sect.

Compared to the Golden Core cultivators, without pressure from the Elder Hall and the sect, they definitely do not want to see new cultivators of the same level appear to rob or share the cultivation resources.

These real people who have broken through from Qi refining and foundation building monks know the lower level best. They will definitely use all kinds of means to prevent the possibility of breakthrough by latecomers.

Then plunder all available resources to support yourself, thereby breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in the shortest possible time.

By then, I am afraid that the trend of the evil sect that feeds on mortals or low-level monks will no longer be able to be curbed!
For example, before this, Qingxia Sect Chen Yunzhou turned a blind eye and allowed the foundation disciples in the clan to go to the secular world, feed on mortals' blood, and practice ghost ways and demonic methods.

After all, it is much safer to stay in the den than to go to the outside world to fight with real swords and guns with monks of all races.

This is also the situation that the Elders' Hall wants to see least, and what they most want to see is that these groups of Qi refining and foundation-building monks are in a dynamic state of stability, with the hope of breaking through to a higher realm!
Under such circumstances, in addition to punishing Chen Yunzhou and the disciples of the clan who participated in it, Zhenjun Xiaguang, the ancestor of the Qingxia Sect, was more important to cover up the evil deeds of the disciples of the Chen family, so that the world would be peaceful and the sea, rivers and rivers would be clear. !

Between various considerations and interest relationships, no matter what kind of rules operate, they will inevitably solidify over time.

Therefore, the rotating god-transformation monks such as Venerable Youchan need to find an honest reason to launch a war to break the rule of these Yuanying sects that have been passed down for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, so as not to become too rigid.

Furthermore, apart from the battle in Chang Yu Domain, the next move that followed was the Four Seas Palace.

In this once-in-a-hundred-year opportunity, if some golden elixir cultivators make some achievements here and break through to the Nascent Soul stage, they will need to find a place to practice.

And the sect that lost their Nascent Soul Ancestor in the battle of Chang Yu Domain was their best choice.

It's just that among these sects, there are still many forces such as the Jindan family, and they are bound to be unwilling to surrender to these new true kings. They do this kind of thing to lure wolves into the house, and waste the savings accumulated by the sect and the clan. The background is given up.

When the two compete, the practice world in this area will be shaken by clouds and winds, breaking the original order, thus revitalizing the lowest group of Qi refining and foundation-building monks.

It is precisely because of this that the Nascent Soul Lords of various sects of the human race have sent out almost all the late-stage Jindan disciples they can, just to seize the opportunity and avoid being too passive!
Of course, for Cao Wei, there is no need to consider so much.

As soon as he crossed the Tianmen and disappeared behind the hazy light curtain, he suddenly appeared in a deep mountain and old forest.

As his spiritual thoughts swept across all directions, he clearly memorized the topography of the area within a radius of five hundred miles.

And after 700 years, the terrain of the Sihai Palace has changed to some extent, and it is somewhat different from the map.

Cao Wei turned over his hand and took out a jade map slip, compared it, and marked his location in the "Nine Hills Mountains" in the south of Sihai Palace.

Speaking of which, although the Four Seas Palace is called a palace, its territory is extremely vast, with mountains, rivers, and rivers, and it spans more than a thousand miles from east to west or from north to south.

At his current normal flight speed, he would have to fly non-stop for more than twenty days from south to north.

As for the Buting Mountain that he and Zhu Jin had agreed upon before, it was more than seven million miles away from here to the north, which was really a bit far.

However, Mengying Valley, more than a thousand miles away, is where Xuezhu and the Qingqiu Fox Clan meet.

As soon as he thought of this, Cao Wei turned over his hand and took out the jade talisman of communication, communicated with other Jindan masters in the sect, and determined their respective locations.

And Xuezhu is about a million miles away from him.

"De Cao, you go to this valley to set up the formation first, I will rush over right now!" Xuezhu said slowly.

(End of this chapter)