Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 693: So you are just monitoring me?

"First, tell me what happened."

Feng Xi raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked straight at Wushan.

The other party is a Taiyi Zhenxian, and is considered to be one of the top generals in the entire Great South Continent's Demon Slaying Bureau. Now he has returned seriously injured, which means he has fought with someone.

Even he, the Taiyi Zhenxian, fell into a coma. How did a young cultivator from Nanyang bring him back?
Hearing this, three majestic golden giants reappeared in Wushan's mind. Among them, the figure whose every move was accompanied by the roars of dragons and tigers left a deep impression on him.

The Bodhi Teachings Sutra is one of the most important great principles in the world. There are no such thing as unsophisticated people who can practice this sutra.

The man fought one against two and crushed the other two great arhats with ease. This made Wushan see what the pinnacle of the fourth rank was.

He dominated everyone in his realm, exuding an invincible aura.

Wushan was just in a coma due to an old injury caused by the residual power of the Bodhisattva. He did not lose his memory. It was easy for him to recount the whole process and he could even use his immortal power to reproduce the scene at that time.

But at this moment, he swallowed and fell silent.

Just before he fell into coma, the familiar voice that sounded in his ears made him think of someone.

What matters more is what the person says.

I can also talk... I can also join the church...

"call."

Wushan let out a long breath and felt his whole body trembling.

If I guessed correctly, then the price I paid to save Wu's life was too high, so high that I couldn't even talk about it.

The young man whom he had always regarded as a junior, when he left the Divine Dynasty and tore off his cover, those so-called geniuses of the three religions became like a joke in front of him.

What's even worse is...

This powerful man who was able to turn the tide in a catastrophe had clearly joined the Demon Slaying Division. It was a blessing for the Divine Dynasty, but he was forced to be controlled by the Bodhisattva.

"Who brought me back?" Wushan wanted to confirm again.

Everyone who was waiting anxiously was a little stunned. Feng Xi interrupted everyone's questions and said softly, "Nanyang."

As soon as these words came out, Wushan's whole face twitched. After a long silence, he said hoarsely: "Where is he? I am too seriously injured and my mind is a little fuzzy. Let him come over and talk."

Having been in the Demon Slaying Division for so many years, he knew the nature of this Divine Dynasty better than anyone else.

Old Master Yan and Lord Feng were fine. At least Yang Mingli would never allow a guardian arhat under the Bodhisattva to continue to be a titled general. It might even be worse.

"Say whatever you remember."

Yang Mingli had been observing the changes in Wushan's expression from beginning to end. Only at this moment did he slowly step forward, obviously having noticed something.

"Master Yang, I really can't remember clearly."

Wushan smiled bitterly, but there was a fleeting hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

He knew that this matter was of great importance. Even if Nanyang was loyal to the Divine Dynasty, the Bodhisattva's methods were not something that an ordinary cultivator could defy.

But, the other party was trying to save his life after all!

Even if Wushan was worthless, he would never do such a thing as betraying his savior. Since the Great South Continent has already been divided, even if he wants to discuss it, he has to do it slowly behind closed doors.

"..."

Yang Mingli narrowed his eyes slightly, and the other titled generals looked at each other in bewilderment.

The first words Wushan said when he woke up just now didn't sound like he remembered anything. What was he hiding?
At this moment, a voice accompanied by coughing was heard from outside the door.

"Spread to Nanyang."

The old man was pale and stood at the door with his hands behind his back. He was Yan Lanting who was recuperating in seclusion.

Judging from his dejected look, it was obvious that he had received the message and forced his way through, which resulted in his injuries becoming more serious instead of healing.

Seeing him coming in person, Yang Mingli frowned and shifted his gaze to the side.

Even though he had many doubts in his heart, he was the one who said the division of the family property himself. This was Jinguang Mansion, and it belonged to the Yan family.

"I accept my order from my humble position!"

The demon slayer officer waiting outside the door hurriedly lowered his head and turned into a stream of light and escaped.

The room fell into silence. It was an unexpected blessing that Wushan had escaped with his life, but the atmosphere was a little awkward at the moment.

I do not know how long it has been.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the unfamiliar figure in black clothes quietly walked into the house.

"Nanyang meets several adults."

Shen Yi stopped and glanced casually around the room, and roughly understood what was going on.

"You saved Wushan, and you are a hero of the Divine Dynasty. You don't have to be so reserved. Sit down."

Feng Xi glanced at the other two colleagues respectively, then smiled gently at Shen Yi, and determined the nature of the matter with just one sentence.

No matter what, he left the Divine Dynasty alone to save others. How could we, the elders, let him down?

"We just want to understand what happened so that we can prepare in advance."

Hearing this, the others fell silent and turned their eyes to Shen Yi.

"I received the news and sensed something was wrong. I followed them all the way out of the Divine Dynasty and found that the old monk had sacrificed the Arhat's golden body and the monks had set up a ten thousand sticks demon-locking formation, intending to kill General Wushan halfway."

"In the last exchange of moves between General Wushan and the Arhat, one was seriously injured and unconscious, and the other died on the spot. I took advantage of the panic of the monks to break the Ten Thousand Sticks Formation and brought General Wushan back to the Jinguang Mansion."

After Shen Yi finished his brief speech, he stood quietly where he was.

When others report their work, they want to make the situation a hundred times more dangerous.

Many titled generals looked strange when they heard Shen Yi casually mention his role in one sentence.

It was obvious that he was worried about his colleagues, so he left the Divine Dynasty alone. In the end, in the life-and-death fight between two fourth-rank strong men, he was still able to remain calm and find the right opportunity to successfully rescue a Taiyi Zhenxian for the court.

He is courageous and resourceful, able to break the Bodhi stick formation, and is not lacking in strength.

But when the other party spoke, it sounded like it was just good luck.

"He...he's dead?"

Wushan clenched his fists suddenly, and in the eyes of others, it seemed that he was surprised that he had managed to kill the old monk by chance, but only he knew what Shen Yi's words just now meant.

You know, before he fell into a coma, the Bodhisattva had already arrived, and at that time... the old monk was not dead yet.

There is no problem in concealing the past. After all, whether it is the wolf demon that was deliberately ignored, the old monk, or the Ten Thousand Sticks Formation, they have nothing to do with him at all. Shen Yi was the only one who could defeat them, so he can say whatever he wants.

But this kind of thing is different.

The old monk was a great arhat, not an unknown person. If he was not dead, when he showed up again, today's events would be hard to explain.

So, the other party really killed the guardian Arhat under the seat of the Thousand-armed Bodhisattva in front of him? !

"You are really lucky."

A titled general smacked his lips towards Wushan. In this last blow of life-and-death fight, as long as the old monk still had a breath left, his colleague would never be able to come back.

"Uh... It was a fluke, a luck."

Wushan waved his hands awkwardly, saying that he had a damn good luck and that the only reason he was able to come back alive was because of General Nanyang's big fist.

A few people frowned slightly and looked at each other quietly.

What Nanyang said sounds reasonable, but it does not stand up to scrutiny.

For example, the Bodhi Cult planned to ambush and kill a Taiyi Immortal. For such a serious matter, they only prepared a formation that was barely stronger?

Wushan had a slightly better luck, as he had killed the Arhat. Even without Nanyang's presence, he was also a fourth-rank cultivator. One life for another, what did the other party want?
But on the other hand, what reason did Nanyang have to hide his achievements? The other party was at the stage where he was most lacking in imperial energy.

It’s puzzling…

"Heal your wounds first."

Yan Lanting nodded to Wushan, turned around and walked out of the house. Seeing this, Yang Mingli clenched his five fingers slightly, glanced deeply at Shen Yi and Wushan, and also walked out.

Shen Yi followed everyone quietly and left the hut.

He actually didn't care whether these people believed it or not, he just needed a reasonable reason.

After getting involved in the three religions and the imperial court at the same time, Shen Yi is no longer the casual cultivator who could only rely on the Demon Slaying Division.

The more choices you have, the more confident you will be.

However, before the group walked out of the government office, a stream of light fell from the sky.

The extraordinary behavior of the Bodhi Sect this time obviously aroused the anger of the Demon-Slaying Bureau, so it was only natural for them to send people to investigate and arrest the monks who were still within the scope of the court.

However, after the titled general who was in charge of this matter landed, his face did not look very good.

"Reporting to the three adults, the news I just received..."

"Speak." Yang Mingli nodded his chin. Ever since the ape monster, the situation in the entire Great South Continent has taken a turn for the worse. The three religions no longer care about superficial efforts and have become more and more unscrupulous. He feels that it is difficult to get worse news.

"I just detained a fifth-grade Arhat who was about to evacuate at the edge of the Divine Dynasty."

"He happened to receive the Buddhist teachings from the religion."

The titled general pursed his lips and sighed, "It was a Buddhist decree that conferred the title of Great Ming King who subdues dragons and tigers, and it was announced directly to heaven and earth."

"continue."

Feng Xi looked up in confusion. The Bodhi Cult had one more Ming Wang. Although it was not a good thing for the Divine Dynasty, it was not necessary to let people show such an expression.

"Do you still remember the Taixu Danhuang from the Three Immortal Sect a while ago? And the Tiandong Fairy from the Yuchi Immortal Sect has also come down the mountain."

"With these Qi-refining geniuses appearing one after another, the Bodhi Cult probably can't sit still any longer."

The titled general pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly: "Then Ming Wang, three thousand calamities."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed instantly, and even Yang Mingli's temples throbbed twice.

You know, even the once arrogant Tianwu Qingluan only lasted for 2,700 kalpas. A full 3,000 kalpas is already the limit of the fourth level.

Of course, whether it is three thousand or eight thousand, it poses no threat to a true third-grade cultivator.

But to bring such a person with a talent that is almost like that of a Buddha to the public so blatantly was obviously done to prevent the Three Immortals Sect from stealing the limelight.

This shows that the three religions are ready to start fighting.

As for what they were fighting for, Yang Mingli looked up at the imperial aura of the human world that filled the sky, and the answer was obvious.

"Make the list." He stared at the sky.

"Or... the top five?" The titled general hesitated for a moment. As expected, a great catastrophe was about to begin. This Immortal List had never undergone such obvious changes since its inception.

"First put him on par with the Taixu Dan Emperor, and then make changes after getting more information." Yang Mingli nodded.

"Since you mentioned the matter of being on the list." The titled general also looked up at the sky:
"Tianwu Qingluan was once a fourth-rank general in the Immortal Court. After his death, there seemed to be a new person in that position. According to rumors, the new person is a meritorious immortal named Qian Qing... He started as a seventh-rank horse keeper and rose to the position of a great immortal general in just a few years. His speed is shocking."

"It has already spread widely in the Immortal Court."

Hearing this, Yang Mingli finally couldn't hold on any longer. He took a deep breath and waved his hand, saying, "Top ten."

These names that had never been heard of before popped up one after another when the time came to divide the world.

The Immortal Department founded by the imperial court, even with the blessing of the imperial aura, a divine treasure in the world, seemed so weak in front of the three religions and the Immortal Court that had controlled this world for countless years.

If they just show off a few of their hidden geniuses, the Demon Slaying Division will be helpless.

Yang Mingli turned around and glanced at the group of monks in the imperial court.

A titled general is already an outstanding mountain in the Demon Slaying Division, but compared with those geniuses, he is simply not worth looking at… Of course, if the younger generation can’t compare, how can the older generation be much better?

Compared with the immortals of the three religions, he, a Daluo Immortal who had achieved a breakthrough simply by relying on his imperial energy, seemed equally ridiculous.

"Hey!"

He sighed heavily, too lazy to care about Wushan and Shen Yi's troubles, and walked away in a huff.

The other titled generals hurriedly stood up and followed.

"Come in for a moment."

Yan Lanting greeted Shen Yi softly, then turned around and returned to the small room in the government office.

"it is good."

Shen Yi was about to take a step forward but was stopped by the beautiful woman next to him.

"Stay in Nanyang."

The other two Zhennan generals left, but Feng Xi stayed where she was. The two of them were left alone, and the beautiful woman's charming face finally became less serious.

"What do you want, Lord Feng?" Shen Yi stopped and looked back.

"It's not really an order." Feng Xi smiled and said, "I told you that you are a meritorious official, and no one can change that, so there's no need to be so restrained."

Since Yan Lanting came forward, she has hardly said anything.

But this doesn't mean Feng Xi has no ideas.

From beginning to end, her mind was still on the affairs of Wushan.

Of course, the purpose was not to interrogate Shen Yi.

Feng Xi just remembered the conversation she had with Yang Mingli last time, about the troubles in the world, and the monks of the three religions coming out to gain experience and compete for the hearts of the people.

The Demon Slaying Division lacks the foundation and cannot produce any character that can compete with it.

The three generals guarding the south.

Yan Lanting is too aggressive and may easily ruin the entire Great Nanzhou. Yang Mingli is too cautious. If he is allowed to control the overall situation, Great Nanzhou may be able to survive for a while, but it will definitely not have any chance of winning.

"Actually, I just want to ask you something."

Feng Xi walked slowly to Shen Yi's side, stood side by side with him, stared into the young man's dark and deep eyes, and said softly: "The Three Immortal Sect has Yu Chi Tian Dong, Tian Wu Qing Luan, Tai Xu Dan Huang, and many other geniuses, too numerous to count."

"The Bodhi sect has the Golden Toad Arhat and the Great Bright King who just subdued dragons and tigers."

"I wonder why there can't be something similar in the Divine Dynasty?"

The beautiful woman opened her red lips slightly and said with a hint of deep meaning: "For example... the Divine Dynasty of Nanyang?"

"..."

Shen Yi was silent for a moment and looked away.

He appeared calm on the surface, but was speechless in his heart.

Let’s continue with the analogy. If we continue with the analogy, the Immortal List will just be used to monitor oneself.

"Think about it yourself. At this point, the people from the Demon Slayer Department don't necessarily have to hide in the dark."

Feng Xi did not force it, and her smile was a little teasing: "Every time Wushan said something just now, he couldn't help but look at you. You know, this kid doesn't respect me that much."

The monks of the Bodhi Sect are deep-minded. If they want to kill a Taiyi Immortal, it is impossible that only a great Arhat will appear.

Now Wushan has returned from a coma after being seriously injured, but Shen Yi is unharmed and even has the energy to refine an elixir for him to heal his injuries.

I recall the shock on Wushan’s face when he woke up, and the disbelief in his first words.

I dare not say anything else.

This General Nanyang, who had been underestimated by himself and others, may not be as good as those famous young geniuses for the time being, but he is definitely not much worse.

After that, she put away her smile and said seriously: "The wind destroys the beautiful tree, and too much hardness is easy to break. It is right to hide the edge in the sheath, but as a sharp sword, there will always be a day to unsheathe."

There was a barely perceptible hint of emotion in the voice of the General Zhennan.

"In this situation, if we don't go out now, we will have no chance..."

(End of this chapter)