Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 649 An old friend comes

Jia Sanshijiu cried so hard that tears streamed down his face, and it was obvious that he was a good actor.

Because the tribesmen behind him who had recovered and were no longer petrified still looked doubtful.

The Thousand-Faced Judge complained via telepathic communication.

"Brother Lu, you are too mean."

"How did Shang Tianti become my ancestor?"

Lu Ye responded via telepathic communication.

"The dead are the greatest. Isn't this the most convenient way to integrate Jiazi Village?"

"Didn't you also run for your life carrying the Shang Tianti on your back? Do you understand the principle of taking emergency measures?"

"He's already dead, why are you still fussing about this?"

The Thousand-Faced Judge complained.

"Then why don't you acknowledge Shang Tianti as your ancestor?"

Lu Ye responded.

"My face is so ordinary, how can it be as shocking as yours?"

The Thousand Faced Judge - I have a word in my mind, but I don’t know whether I should say it or not?

The two of them communicated secretly through their spiritual consciousness without mentioning it.

Lu Ye knew that other cultivators in Jiazi Village, even Jia Sanjiu, were still doubting their origins.

He waved his hand, and dozens of jade slips flew out of the storage ring.

"I saw you used Taoism to dodge the field just now."

"The inheritance of Lingyun Sect has been broken a lot."

"Here are all the inherited Taoist methods of Lingyun Sect, from Qi training to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, all complete."

"There are Lingyun Dao Sutra, Sword Sutra, Talisman Making, Puppetry, Spirit Planting Technique, etc."

"My last name is Lu and my given name is Miyan. I am the direct descendant of the elder who passed on the skills back then, and I am responsible for preserving the inheritance."

"Jia Thirty-Nine, I will pass these jade slips of skills to you."

"In addition, if the clan members have any doubts in their cultivation, they can all come and ask me for advice. Let's rebuild the Lingyun Sect's heritage together."

Jia Sanshijiu took dozens of jade slips in a daze. He couldn't believe that happiness came so quickly.

Back then, Mu Baijun led Jia Yi and others to break through numerous blockades, and many of their clansmen died.

Lingyun Sect has basically inherited the first class of the tradition, but there are many categories in the cultivation of immortals, and some of the traditions have been lost with the death of specialized disciples, and some of the skills have been lost and have never been completed.

General Jia Sanjiu was skeptical and used his spiritual sense to investigate these jade slips of martial arts techniques.

It only took him a moment to confirm that these jade slips were authentic, because the inheritance in them was complete and orderly. For example, his most proficient Lingyun Taoist Scripture technique was much more complete than what he knew.

He hurriedly passed the jade slip of the martial arts technique to several Yuanying elders around him for inspection.

Several people, each with their own expertise, gathered together to check, and after a while, someone exclaimed.

"So this is how the Mountain-shaking Talisman is made..."

"I found out how to make the nine-armed puppet from my ancestors..."

"Red Jade Spirit Rice requires spiritual water and elixir fire to cultivate the seeds in order to make them germinate..."

After checking it out, they no longer had any doubts and bowed respectfully to the Thousand-Faced Judge and Lu Ye.

"Meet Master Shang, meet Elder Chuan Gong Lu..."

Jia Sanjiu said tremblingly.

"One thousand and forty-three members of the Lingyun Sect's Mujunlin branch have finally returned home..."

Lu Ye took a look at the Thousand Faces Judge.

"Shang Qianmian", who had become the direct descendant of Shang Tianti, coughed helplessly, flicked his sleeves, and helped several Yuanying elders up.

"Everyone, please stand up quickly!"

"After thousands of years of wandering, we are finally reunited!"

"The future revival of Lingyun Sect depends on our joint efforts!"

After all, the Thousand-Faced Judge had served as the leader of two alliances. Once he got into the role, he really had the dignity of a superior.

When he was trying to comfort the people in Jiazi Village, he did not forget to explain the origin of the Dragon Stealing Alliance, saying that these were the descendants of the old Jiazi Village who had gathered when he traveled abroad over the years, and that they had the same origin as everyone else.

The people in the Dragon Seizing Alliance were also fooled, thinking that they had a good pedigree and such a great origin, and they were all proud of it.

The two groups of people had the Lingyun Sect as their common origin, so the barriers between them were greatly reduced, and they looked at each other with inexplicable friendliness.

Lu Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, we finally have a place to stay. As long as we all live together, with me and the Thousand-Faced Judge in charge, we will slowly become one.

For now, the Thousand-Faced Judge can only bear the hardship and take over the vacancy of the leader.

I have to practice hard.

I don’t know if after three thousand years, the merits accumulated by Lingyun Sect over the years can still be used by me?
He did not forget that although Mu Junlin seemed stable at the moment, it was actually full of crises and there was no telling when a storm would occur.

Lingyun Sect has been destroyed once.

He really didn't want to see it destroyed again right before his eyes.

"Old Shang..." Lu Ye prayed silently, "I hope your spirit in heaven will protect us and keep us safe..."

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Mu Junlin is thousands of miles away.

On a majestic mountain, there are forests of buildings with a rough style. Looking down from the air, the buildings seem to form a crouching tiger.

At the position of the tiger head and the character "王", there is the tallest building on the entire mountain range, with carved beams and painted rafters, and extremely luxurious.

In a hall in the center of the building, there is a throne with a huge monster sitting on it.

This monster is a female monster. She is several heads taller than an ordinary person. She has a voluptuous body, a curvy figure, a pretty face, beautiful features, and a faint "王" pattern on her forehead.

However, the horizontal line on top was deliberately erased, forming a "earth" pattern. There was also a beautiful horn with a black background and a yellow ring on the forehead, and two small wings on the back. The skin of the whole body was white, but the exposed hands and feet were a brilliant golden color.

This monster is none other than the Red Tiger Demon Saint, the leader of the demon clan within thousands of miles who is hunting down the leader of the Dragon Stealing Alliance. She is a tigress.

He is the descendant of the White Tiger Demon King.

Because the Three Emperors intermarried and mixed their blood, by her generation, their bloodline was no longer pure. She had ox horns, pig hooves, a tiger body, and wings. However, after transforming, she was still a first-class beauty.

This beautiful woman has a broad frame. I don't know which paternal line she inherited it from. There is a horizontal line of "王" on her forehead, which is a custom passed down from this branch, because her grandmother was like that.

At this time, the Red Tiger Demon Saint was furious, with fangs in his mouth extending under his lips, as if he was going to choose someone to bite.

"what?"

"That rubbish Hu Jinzhong personally took action, but he was able to allow the Dragon Stealing Alliance's group of inferiors to escape, and even trapped himself?"

"You are also useless. You actually let those lowly people hide in Mujunlin?"

Kneeling at the bottom of the steps were three cat demons transformed into human forms, each of them with their cat ears trembling with fear.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint has a bad temper, and this tigress is very difficult to serve.

"Reporting to Master Demon Saint."

The three cat demons explained tremblingly that they had chased into the outskirts of Mujun Forest and intercepted the members of the Dragon Stealing Alliance and engaged in a fierce battle.

Who would have thought that there was a strange-looking god in the Dragon-Snatching Alliance, who, while resisting the siege of three people, shouted that he had an old relationship with the Old Wooden Demon Saint.

He also mentioned some confusing terms such as the Green Ape Demon Saint, the Goddess of Gou, and the Urine Pillar. However, upon hearing this, the old man immediately took action and threw the three demons out of the forest. This is what happened.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint was stunned when he heard this.

What a mess.

Wait, Green Ape... Could it be the same Green Ape that deceived the ancestor back then?

what.

How is it possible? More than three thousand years have passed. The green ape must have either died or, with his talent at that time, he must have cultivated to the Hedao realm or above. How could he be just a small demon saint?

As for Old Wood, although he suspected the other party's background, the one that killed the ancestor back then was a cypress tree monster, while Old Wood was a locust tree, which did not match at all.

"Hmph..." The Red Tiger Demon Saint sneered, "This old man is so brave!"

"You were seriously injured by the heavenly tribulation, and you still dare to meddle in my affairs!"

When the three demon emperors heard their master's order, they immediately patted their chests and asked for battle, wanting to be the vanguard in invading Mu Junlin.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint waved his hand.

"never mind……"

"Let's spare him for now."

"There are only about a thousand people. They can't do anything if they flee into the forest."

"The demons seem to be making unusual moves recently. The superiors have ordered all places to be on high alert. We can't take care of these little bugs for the time being."

"When I have time, I will go to Mu Junlin and talk to that old man in person."

"I want to see if he is willing to consume his essence to fight against me!"

The Red Tiger Demon Saint had many descendants. In fact, the death of his direct descendant at the hands of the Thousand-Faced Judge did not cause any real harm to her except for the loss of face.

They are just a bunch of inferiors. They can just run away. It will not shake or affect her ruling position as the lord.

However, matters concerning the demons need to be treated with caution.

That year, there was a decisive battle between the demons and monsters.

Ancestor Kunpeng is an ancestor in the Tribulation Realm. He bullies the Demon Clan because they have no masters of equal strength. And Ancestor Turtle Immortal has ascended to heaven to protect the clan's fortune, so he takes this opportunity to quickly attack the Demon Clan.

After hundreds of years of fighting, the ruling position of the demons was finally overthrown.

Of course, he also paid the price of being besieged by several Mahayana monks from the demon clan and perished together with them.

The demon clan had originally been sparsely populated. After being overthrown by the monster clan, most of them died in the war. The remaining members, led by the demon clan's high-ranking officials, left this world and went to hide in another world.

In ancient and medieval times, spiritual energy was abundant, so there were many channels to other worlds. This is why since ancient times, most of the loser races retreated to other worlds to escape the fate of racial extinction.

Among them, the demons also followed the old practice and found a place to escape when they first showed signs of defeat, and were able to move away smoothly.

But although the demons have withdrawn from this world, they are obviously still unwilling to give up. From time to time, some of them sneak back to this world, act as assassins to kill high-ranking demons, or contact other races to start riots.

Although most of the time it is like a meat bun hitting a dog and never coming back, occasionally it can do something big that shocks the demon clan.

The demon tribe was troubled by this and could only set up defenses everywhere and increase their vigilance.

After all, this is the first time that this world has experienced such a dramatic change and a replacement of the ruling race. No one has any experience. Who knows if the demons will fight back after recuperating for thousands of years?

After all, the concept of luck is illusory.

The fundamental reason for the collapse of the demon clan back then was that the three tribulation-crossing ancestors had bad luck and died one after another, while the demon clan had no new tribulation-crossing ancestors to take their places.

The demon clan happened to be in the right time. First, the ancestor Turtle Immortal ascended to heaven and bestowed his luck to protect the whole clan. Then, the ancestor Kunpeng took decisive action and attacked with a dimensionality reduction attack, catching the demon clan off guard. In fact, the demon clan had far more Mahayana and Hedao refining masters than the demon clan, and they had a profound foundation, but they lacked a high-level cultivator to take charge.

After thousands of years, could it be that the demons were favored by God again, and one or two extremely talented people emerged to ascend to heaven and fight back?

The demon clan has recently received intelligence that a big shot from the demon clan is going to sneak back from the New Demon Realm, and seems to be planning to do something big, which is said to be related to the treasure house left behind by the demon clan.

The rule of the demon clan collapsed too quickly back then, so evacuating the population was the top priority. They also took away a lot of wealth accumulated over tens of thousands of years of rule, but many treasure houses were left behind. It was said that there were mountains of spiritual stones and oceans of resources in them.

Over the thousands of years, there have been cases where lucky monsters have dug up treasures left behind by the demons and become rich overnight.

Therefore, being wary of the demons is not only related to the stability of the demon clan's rule, but is also mostly a profitable thing.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint explained the matter solemnly for this reason.

Compared with this major event, the death of a descendant and the escape of more than a thousand inferior tribesmen into Mujunlin are not important at all.

Anyway, in the eyes of the Red Tiger Demon Saint, the old wood is nothing but dry bones in a tomb. Those inferior tribes are going to die on their own, and he can deal with them whenever he wants. There is no rush.

"Everyone, return to your territory and open your eyes wide. Watch carefully. If any cracks appear in the space channel, you must seal it off and report it in time..."

The Red Tiger Demon Saint gave careful instructions to the Three Transformations Divine Demon Kings.

The three cat demons nodded hurriedly and guaranteed, patting their chests, that with them guarding the Demon Saint's territory, not even a fly could fly in.

If demons really break into the world, we will ensure that they are discovered and captured as soon as possible. Even if we cannot defeat them, we will ensure that the news is transmitted back in time.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and asked the three cat demons to retreat, but then he became worried again.

Intelligence shows that the other party is a big shot from the demon clan. The space near his territory has been unstable recently, and it is very likely that a natural space crack will appear for him to sneak through.

I may not be able to handle it alone.

So he ordered two Nascent Soul Demon Kings.

"You two go and inform my two sworn brothers, the Heavenly Pig Demon Saint and the Earthly Bull Demon Saint."

"Just tell them I miss them and invite them over for a drink."

The two Nascent Soul Demon Kings knew clearly in their hearts that the so-called sworn brothers were clearly the two mistresses of their master.

But they dared not disobey the order of the Demon Saint. They suppressed their little thoughts, knelt down, said they were leaving in a hurry, and went their separate ways.

The Red Tiger Demon Saint looked at the white clouds in the distant sky and thought to himself - with me and my two brothers, the three Demon Saints working together, and a set of ancestral combined attack techniques, we can fight even against a cultivator in the initial stage of the Hedao realm.

That should be enough to handle it—right?

The Red Tiger Demon Saint was thinking about this matter.

On a barren mountain thousands of miles away.

The mountain is bare, with red rocks all over and no grass growing on it. In many places, the rocks have been burned into a solidified, flowing glass-like state.

It is said that this place was also a mountain with abundant spiritual energy in the past. When the two races of demons and monsters fought each other, the Mahayana demons guarding Xihezhou fought fiercely with the ancestor Kunpeng here and were killed on the spot.

His blood spurted out, dyeing the entire mountain red. The domineering fire magic in it burned all the trees on the mountain, even melted the stones, and detonated the spiritual vein of the place. From then on, no grass or trees grew on this mountain anymore.

Thus, this place changed from a famous paradise to a barren wasteland with no grass. Not to mention the monsters, there are not even any wild beasts here. It is a famous death zone.

At this moment, a black crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the white clouds in the sky, and then the crack rapidly expanded, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a vertical oval hole, with strange colorful ripples inside.

Two figures stepped out from one of them.

One of them waved his hand, and the space channel closed. The hole turned into black cracks and then disappeared into nothingness. The white clouds remained. If there were not two more people in the air, no one would know that a channel connecting the two worlds had just been opened.

These two people with purple skin, one horn and long tails behind their buttocks are actually demons.

One of them was wearing a white robe and had white hair. He stood straight, with an imposing manner without being angry, and had the demeanor of a superior. He stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance.

The demon behind him was wearing a green robe and was bowing and scraping, like his servant.

The servant smiled ingratiatingly.

"Master Demon Ancestor, why did you return to the ancestral land decades earlier than planned?"

"Master, please make the arrangements early, so that I can prepare in advance."

The white-haired demon looked around and sighed.

"Three thousand years passed in a flash."

"I, Mo Baiyi, have finally returned to my homeland..."

(End of this chapter)