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Chapter 470 They are all waiting, do you dare to come? (4K8)

"Seems pretty good?"

Shen Yi loosened his palm and dispersed the strange gray-white armor.

The surrounding formation quickly came back and landed on the heart again.

He was not very willing to further his studies in formation.

After all, in most of the situations he was facing now, there was no one who could help buy time so that he could set up the formation with peace of mind.

It would be fine to learn some basic formations for emergency use, but Shen Yi felt that the cost-effectiveness of a spiritual formation like this that consumes a terrifying amount of lifespan was a bit low.

But the situation is clearly different now.

This Guixu Immortal Armor Formation is actually engraved on the body and can be activated at any time. What the former Nanyang Sect Master took out is indeed the most suitable thing for close combat.

And I felt the effect a little bit.

At least it won’t be weaker than Tianyan Sijiu.

"call."

Shen Yi adjusted his breathing and looked at the remaining lifespan of the demon.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 427,000 years]

The biggest difference between the Guixu Immortal Armor Formation and the Tianyan Forty-Nine is that after being separated from Xuanqing's perception, Tianyan Forty-Nine made no progress relying solely on his own deduction, and almost forced all the remnants of the demons to collapse and disappear.

But the Guixu Immortal Armor Formation... is just slow.

If there is progress, it means it can be pushed forward!
Before Shen Yi began to mobilize the demon's lifespan, he already felt a sense of nausea.

If he remembered correctly, he had only deduced this kind of brain-intensive technique for tens of thousands of years, such as the level of the Fire-Burning Heart Palm. However, compared with the real Return to the Void Spirit Technique, it was nothing compared to it.

He returned to the mountain again.

Sit cross-legged again.

The vast lifespan of the demon was madly poured into the spiritual formation.

[In the first year, you once again try to get in touch with the vaster part of this spiritual formation. The insights of your predecessors that originally supported your practice are no longer useful at this moment. You begin to recall the formation diagram that you have memorized for tens of thousands of years, trying to find the rules from those boring years and apply them to other situations.]

As the demon's lifespan passes.

The man in black shirt fell silent, and the handsome features on the young man's fair face gradually became hideous.

Sweat poured down like rain, and his whole body was soaked in an instant.

When his expression returned to calm, those clear eyes were quickly filled with confusion, and the whole person looked a little dazed.

Although he lacks talent, he is forced to practice spiritual techniques.

This behavior would be ridiculed in the Immortal Sect.

Every living being in the world has his or her own path. If you try to force yourself onto a path that does not belong to you, you will only end up in pieces, with no chance of success.

Unless... you have much more time than ordinary people.

Day and night alternate.

The panel had stopped deducing long ago.

There was still no light in Shen Yi's eyes, as if he had turned into a statue.

As the fingertips tremble slightly.

He stood up shakily, then collapsed to the ground exhausted, retching madly, as if he wanted to vomit out all of the Dao Infant's internal organs.

Even with all kinds of natural treasures, the life span of a Return to Void cultivator will not exceed 50,000 years.

To spend one's entire life studying one method is already considered a rare stubborn person.

Two hundred and twenty thousand years of sitting in confusion were concentrated in a short period of time.

It almost destroyed Shen Yi's sanity.

If the panel had not taken on 99% of the pressure and only reflected a tiny bit on him, he would probably have become a fool by now.

[Return to the Void (Spirit). Guixu Immortal Armor Formation: Minor Success]

[Remaining demon lifespan: 200,700 years]

Shen Yi wiped the corners of his lips with his sleeve, stretched out his trembling hands, and black mist and golden threads emerged from his fingertips.

He was breathing heavily, and the corners of his lips, which he had just wiped clean, were stained with blood plasma again.

Fortunately, my palm finally stabilized.

When drawing a formation diagram on the body like this, there is absolutely no room for error.

The moment you start drawing the formation diagram on your heart.

Shen Yi seemed to have entered some kind of mysterious state. His fingertips were as steady as a rock, and the golden thread, guided by his soul, was countless times more accurate than before.

There is not the slightest stagnation, it flows as smoothly as a rushing river.

Come at your fingertips.

When the pen stops moving, the formation is complete.

……

Inside the Patriarch Hall.

Qingfeng Li leaned against the pillar in panic, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

No one knows where the sect leader has gone to practice, and the communication jade slip cannot be used to contact him.

The only person he could find was Senior Xuan Qing.

The elders of the Chen family and many deacons of Qinghai Prefecture have brought back the people of Xiaojiabao and settled them in Daqian.

He had come to report the matter to Qingfeng Li, but he had not expected that this little immortal had received a letter from someone unknown, and subsequently became like this.

"You...you go out first."

Qingfeng Li tried to remain calm and waved his sleeves to let everyone go.

"Uh." The group of Nanyang Sect deacons looked at each other. After all, they had just arrived and had never done anything for the Nanyang Sect, so it was not appropriate for them to ask too many questions. Upon hearing this, they all saluted respectfully and then lightly left the hall.

"..."

Li Qingfeng exhaled, and then came to Xuan Qing's side: "Senior, could you trouble me to find the sect master for me? I have something important to report."

"He should be practicing."

Xuan Qing opened his eyes and recalled the changes in spiritual energy he had sensed earlier. It was obvious that the sect master had made new progress.

"If it's convenient, you can tell me first."

He may not be able to help in any way, but he can definitely give the other party some advice.

“It’s not that convenient or inconvenient.”

Li Qingfeng lowered his head, sat on the ground helplessly, and took out a secret letter from his sleeve.

There was no identification on the letter.

But from the tone of the words, Li Qingfeng still deduced the other party's identity. It was the deacon Liu Qianyun of Qingyue Sect.

"The Dragon Palace aquatic tribe destroyed the land and water in four places, including the Chen family, the Gui clan, the Qinghai Prefecture, and the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance."

"Among them, the disciples of the Chen family and Qinghai Prefecture had all evacuated long ago, and there were no casualties. The Puppet Sect was completely destroyed, and the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance's floating island was destroyed. Alliance leader Wen Qiujin received the news in advance and took his offerings to join the Yan family."

"The Seven Sons of Nanhong...are waiting for news from Sect Master Shen."

As the saying goes, family members know their own business.

Li Qingfeng did not hide anything. Now in the entire Nanyang treasure land, the only person who could help Sect Master Shen was the senior in front of him.

He couldn't understand and said, "What do you mean by waiting for the news from Sect Master Shen? Dragon Palace has taken action. Do they have to wait for Sect Master Shen's order before they dare to fight back?"

Even though Li Qingfeng seldom left the treasure land, he knew from the words of the deacon from Qingyue Sect who came to preach that Hongze was the territory of Dragon Palace.

The reason why the seven sons of Nanhong share life and death is to work together to resist the water tribe and strive to have a place to settle down in Nanhong.

"Because, it's most likely not the Dragon Palace."

Li Xuanqing calmly shook his head and advised: "They are just trying to scare you. Of course, the messenger may not be of high status. He was simply frightened and became a knife in the hands of others."

"It can't be an order from the Dragon Palace. If they really want to take action against the Seven Sons of Nanhong, it's not enough to rely on the Southern Dragon Palace alone. At least one more family must be brought along. If that were the case, they wouldn't have informed the Nanyang Sect at all."

Maybe it sounds harsh, but it is the truth.

If we really encounter a life-and-death crisis, the current Nanyang Sect will be of no use at all.

“So it’s not as serious as I thought?” Li Qingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Senior Xuan Qing shook his head again: "If it is just for Nanyang, it may be more serious than you think. Even if it is not the intention of the Dragon Palace, it must be a demon in the Dragon Palace."

The four forces mentioned in the letter were all the ones that Sect Master Shen had just come into contact with.

If this matter cannot be resolved, the mission of recovering 182 families will fail, and it is a foregone conclusion.

The person who could plan such an event must be a cultivator from Baiyujing.

The other party does not need to show up at all, or even seek help from demons. Simply by revealing some information, the Nanyang Sect can be defeated.

Of course, there is a way out.

That is to pick up the words left by the six major immortal sects after they knocked on the door.

The doors of the six sects are still open to Shen Yi.

Li Xuanqing pondered for a moment, took out the Dao card, and first explained the whole thing in detail, and then added: "Go to the Yan family, maybe there is still room for maneuver."

The Yan family was once one of the vassal states of Nanyang, but was later taken over by the Qingyue Sect.

Ranked among the top four forces among the 182 families, they have monks from Baiyujing in charge.

The next moment, Qingfeng Li raised his eyes suddenly.

The sect's formation was opened, and a figure stepping on a black sword suddenly flew out of the sect.

The people from the Chen family and Qinghai Prefecture who had just dispersed gathered together again, wondering: "What happened?"

Doesn’t Shen Shangxian need to bring someone to help with chores when he goes out this time?
Li Qingfeng looked at the people outside the hall with a complicated expression, not knowing whether he should tell them about this. Let's not talk about the Chen family first. Qinghai Prefecture did send disciples to Nanyang Sect, but they haven't been sent yet... Who knows if there will be any accidents on the way. You know, Qinghai Prefecture has transferred all the cultivators who are almost capable to Nanyang Sect to serve as deacons.

……

Lingyun Sect.

Although the disciples in the entire sect did not know what was going on, they could feel that the atmosphere had become inexplicably strange.

The smiles on the faces of those outer sect elders and deacons suddenly disappeared, and they all looked serious.

The disciples who could be seen occasionally on weekdays had now returned to their caves, staying indoors, as if they were waiting for something.

Finally, a white robe with golden threads swept across the sky.

Under the astonished and suspicious gazes of many fellow disciples, the sect master's disciple left the sect directly.

"Brother Yuanzhou has come out of seclusion?"

The inner sect disciples were simply curious, but the direct disciples and elders who were sitting in meditation in the cave began to frown.

This matter definitely has nothing to do with Lingyun Sect.

But they will definitely enjoy the benefits.

At this time, Wei Yuanzhou actually showed up without knowing who was behind the plan.

Whether he is helping Nanyang Sect or harming Nanyang Sect.

The bird that sticks its head out gets hit by the stick; a tall tree attracts the wind.

I don’t know how many people I will offend.

This is not a wise move.

at the same time.

In the Qingyue Sect, there were still Liu Qianyun and a few others, but this time the one surrounded in the middle was Yan Wencheng with a bitter look on his face.

"Junior Brother Yan, what did your family say? Did they reply to your letter?"

Liu Qianyun was obviously a little anxious, because she found that at this time, even her father, who was an elder, could not intervene.

It was agreed that the Seven Sons Conference would be held three months later.

It's only been less than a month and some people are already unable to sit still.

"I'm back."

Yan Wencheng looked at the two women and smiled bitterly: "It's ambiguous and there's no definite answer... At least it's better than the other three. It has temporarily rescued the people of Shuiyue Merchant Alliance."

The reason for this action was because I wrote a letter to my family and told them some things about Sect Master Shen.

"Let's go! Go over and take a look!"

Zheng Qian gritted her teeth. Even though she couldn't help much, she was really anxious waiting in the sect like this!

"Okay, I also want to go and have a chat with my uncle in person."

Yan Wencheng nodded, then followed Zheng Qian out of Qingyue Sect.

With different thoughts, one after another figures flashed out of the range of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, all heading towards the direction of Shuiyue Business Alliance.

now.

Shen Yi stepped on the Black Light Mysterious Sword and glanced at the Water Tribe Demon Zhenshi at the seventh level of Return to Void beside him: "Who gave you the news?"

He is not afraid of trouble, but at least he wants to know who the other party is.

"Reporting to my Lord, we didn't know that the jade slip appeared silently in front of the Palace Master, concealing its aura. Its realm was already extraordinary. He knew that the Master had a grudge against the Dragon Fish Palace, so he just told us where you were."

The fish demon stood respectfully behind Shen Yi.

"..."

Shen Yi was silent for a moment.

Compared to the last small-scale fight between Lingyun Sect and these Baiyujing monks are countless times more vicious and their goals are more clear.

They don't care whether they live or die, they just want the precious land of Nanyang.

"Who will avenge you?"

Forget it, let’s focus on what’s in front of us first.

Shen Yi was not sure about the Yan family's attitude. This time he came out mainly to find the group of disciples from Qinghai Prefecture first.

"In addition to his only daughter, the Palace Master actually has an adopted son. However, his talent is so astonishing that the Southern Dragon Palace valued him when he was very young, and sent someone to pick him up. The Palace Master did not dare to marry someone of such high status, so he never publicized this relationship to the public."

"It is precisely because of the existence of this adopted son that the Dragon Fish Palace can establish a relationship with the Dragon Palace."

"It is a genius comparable to a direct disciple of an immortal sect. Although it is of humble origin, it has a great reputation. My master should have heard of it. It is the general who walks on the sea in the Southern Dragon Palace. He is the same age as the hall master's only daughter, but he is already a great demon comparable to the eighth level of Return to Void."

"call."

Although Shen Yi had never heard of this name, but if she remembered correctly, the girl in the red skirt last time seemed to have only reached the second level of Return to Void.

However... Wen Qiujin seemed to have said that the magic circle on the floating island cannot be broken unless one has reached the Perfect Return to the Void.

Now that the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance has been destroyed, it doesn't seem like there is only one General Daohai left.

……

The floating island where the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance was located was now in pieces and floating on the ocean.

The originally towering and luxurious corner tower has now disappeared.

At the edge of the endless ocean, densely packed figures stood. Judging from their clothes, they belonged to different forces and their cultivation levels were also uneven.

They looked towards the floating island with serious expressions.

The reason why I dare to come over.

This is because there is an extremely broad formation in the distance, covering hundreds of huge treasure ships.

On the treasure ship in the front.

Wen Qiujin was stunned, with a look of confusion and disbelief on his face.

The Shuiyue Merchant Alliance had never made enemies with the water tribe, and had never been stingy with their gifts. The first thing the treasure ships transporting the goods did before setting off was to prepare their share for the Dragon Palace soldiers.

Use the names of the Seven Sons of Nanhong and the Dragon Palace to intimidate the other aquatic creatures and try to avoid being robbed.

When he received the news from the spies that the Chen family, Qinghai Prefecture, and the Puppet Sect were all in trouble.

Wen Qiujin fled without any hesitation, bringing with him the monks from the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance, and asked for help from the Yan family.

Then he watched helplessly as his years of savings were destroyed in an instant.

"Senior Yan."

He turned his head and looked to the side: "What are they doing..."

"Don't ask, don't care, this is not something you can get involved in. As for the material possessions, you should see it more clearly than I do."

The one called Senior Yan was an old man in a long gown.

All the monks around knew his name.

Yan family, Yan Xingyuan.

The cultivator who has reached the eleventh level of Return to Void has already stood at the top in Nanhong.

"..."

After hearing this, Wen Qiujin no longer asked why they were still staying here and what they were waiting for.

Just retreated quietly.

Under the gaze of so many monks, there were only two figures on the floating island.

The former was a young man in neat armor and wearing a silver crown.

It carries no weapon, but sits cross-legged with empty hands.

Behind him was a black-backed dragon monster, whose lifespan was obviously coming to an end. It stood with its arms folded, and its eyes were also slightly closed.

The two of them didn't even release their breath, yet they suppressed all the monks around them to the point of losing their voices.

Nanlong Palace and the reputation of the Sea-Walking General were all forged in the sea of ​​blood, without any water mixed in.

It is like a crazy mad dog, without any background, and only wants to use its bones to build up its status in the Nanlong Palace.

But today, it did not bring any soldiers with it.

He came alone and destroyed four forces in a row.

As for the black-backed dragon at the back, it is not well-known and has an unfamiliar face, but this situation is even more terrifying. It shows that it is one of the most elite veterans retired from the Nanlong Palace. It's just that time has passed so long that the monks have forgotten its fierce reputation.

The two big monsters in the Dragon Palace did not move.

Yan Xingyuan didn't move either.

They stood facing each other like this, as if waiting for someone to come.

Even if neither side knows whether that person dares to come.

"Look who that is!"

In the clouds, Liu Qianyun and others came hurriedly and were about to go towards Yan Xingyuan, but were suddenly pulled back by Zheng Qian.

They looked up and their hearts suddenly beat wildly.

I saw a white robe with gold threads swaying slowly in a place that no one could notice.

He did not deliberately hide his breath.

It was just because I was standing too high that others couldn't see me.

Like a god, overlooking the world.

Master Liuyun Wei Yuanzhou, such a person, was actually waiting in silence.

(End of this chapter)