Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 707 Chaos

The golden mountains slowly descended from the sky, and under the watchful eyes of all the creatures in the lower world, they finally landed on the earth, splashing up a cloud of smoke and dust, which formed into mushroom-like clouds and soared straight into the sky.

This golden cloud is so eye-catching, like a huge landmark.

Lu Ye looked around from the perspective of the fish and dragon picture.

When heaven and earth changed drastically, lights began to fly up in the sky and stay in the air one after another. For example, the three neighbors, Madam Leng Ning, Saint Zhu Zhao, and Master Shan Ling were among them.

A little further away, they should be the veteran True Saint masters like Jiuyuan True Saint.

Golden mountains landed.

There were countless rays of light streaking across the sky, flying towards it with all their might. Even though they were thousands of miles away, everyone was eager to set off and grab the opportunity to become immortal.

Lu Ye did not act in a hurry, but flew into the sky.

Looking at the direction where the golden mountain falls, it is exactly the direction of Fengmo Mountain where the four brothers of the Mo family are. It seems that they will also be passively drawn into the vortex.

The kind-hearted turkey man next to him saw that Lu Ye was not taking any action, and even this good man became anxious.

"Senior, should we move now?"

"If you go too late, you might not even be able to grab a stone..."

Lu Ye hesitated and did not make a decision immediately.

It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other!

Who could have imagined that in ancient times, there were immortals who performed such a divine revelation from heaven, and did it so crudely and directly.

According to common sense.

The distances in the sky are infinitely long. Not to mention mortals, even cultivators’ spiritual sense or eyesight cannot see that far.

But just now the space channel was opened, and first a golden meteorite rain fell from it, and then the boy holding the plate and throwing the "immortal" and singing nursery rhymes appeared.

The monks and mortals in the lower world saw and heard it clearly, as if they were afraid that the sentient beings in the lower world would not receive the information.

This alone is enough to illustrate its magical power, but on the other hand, everyone knows that the mountain transformed by the disc thrown down by the "immortal" is extraordinary.

That is a fairy mountain, with fairy fate and great opportunity. Those who can get it, one step ahead, may be able to overcome the calamity and then ascend to heaven, so that their cultivation will not be in vain in the end and they can achieve immortality.

But at the same time it is also a dangerous mountain.

An opportunity that everyone knows about is not called an opportunity, but a bait.

There are hundreds of races in the world, how many Mahayana saints are there?
So many Mahayana saints are trying to seize the opportunity, which shows how dangerous it is. I wonder how many heroes will die.

In the past ten years, Lu Ye has only been consolidating his cultivation in the realm of true saint, and nurturing his two handy spiritual weapons, the red armor and the black stick.

Counting his trump card, he is at best at the level of the Four Pillars of Wind Demon Mountain of the Demon Clan, and is just a ferocious wolf on earth.

But those Mahayana saints are tigers, bears and elephants.

The gap between the two is huge, so the fairy mountain is not an opportunity, but a death trap.

Lu Ye figured out the key in the blink of an eye.

In fact, because of the existence of the Immortal Mountain, the top 100 races in the world have been fighting each other endlessly, and the conflicts will suddenly intensify.

The immortal has not appeared yet, and the calamity has not been overcome. I am afraid that many races will disappear because of this.

If the earth can see the future, it will be a river of blood and countless lives will be lost.

It is better not to go to this so-called fairy mountain. Not only that, it is better not to go, but you'd better tighten your own fence and don't let the wind and waves outside blow over the small boat of Jigong Valley.

Lu Ye made a decision in an instant.

True Lord Chilong had already come over, and his dragon face was squeezed into a dog-like, fawning look.

"Master...that Golden Mountain is a fairy mountain..."

"I saw Madam Leng Ning, Reverend Shan Ling, and Saint Zhu Zhao have already set off."

"Should we set off too?"

Lu Ye waved his sleeves.

"Let's go back to the valley."

"Reinforce the defense formation."

"I won't stop any of you from going."

"But think carefully about the dangers that may be encountered there."

Seeing that Good Turkey Man and True Lord Red Dragon still had resentment on their faces, Lu Ye sighed.

“If the immortal mountain had not descended from the sky, perhaps many cultivators on this earth would still be able to live to the end of their lives.”

"Now that this fairy mountain exists, I don't know how many heroes have died because of it, and how many races have been wiped out because of it."

"You see it as a great opportunity, but in my eyes it is clearly a great terror."

"I'll say it again. I won't stop you from going, but I'm going to be in seclusion..."

Mu Bai looked at the Good Turkey Man and the True Lord Red Dragon. Mu Bai said in a muffled voice, "I listen to my master." The first two seemed unwilling.

Lu Ye ignored them, turned around and flew down into the air. After returning to the cave, he was actually not at peace.

He spent the whole night quietly regulating his breathing, without practicing any skills, just concentrating his mind and calming his breath. On the one hand, he wanted to recover from the minor injuries on his body, and on the other hand, he wanted to "forget" the temptation of immortal fate.

To be honest, it would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted.

That is a fairy fate.

The gates of heaven are open, a sacred mountain descends from the sky, and immortals are pointing the way. The road to immortality is right before one's eyes. Which cultivator would not be tempted?

It took Lu Ye a whole night to completely "forget" this opportunity.

For the next half month, he practiced every day, and the valley seemed to have returned to normal, but with a few fewer people.

As expected, True Lord Chilong said goodbye and left. He wanted to give it a try.

The good old Turkey Man was indeed not cruel enough. Although he wanted to go very much, he still didn't dare to go in the end.

In addition, True Lord Red Dragon did not go alone. He was extremely prestigious among the group of demons who practiced a hundred arts, and several demons followed him.

The three neighbors, Madam Leng Ning, Venerable Shanling and Saint Zhu Zhao set out on the same day without any hesitation.

There are also reports that several nearby True Saints, such as Jiuyan and others, also set out on the journey without hesitation at the first opportunity.

"I really don't know how many people will be able to come back alive by then?"

Lu Ye sighed. Since it was a personal choice, he could only respect other people's fate.

Practice every day without stopping.

Occasionally, I would rise into the sky and look far away at the place where the golden mountains landed.

Oddly enough, there is a golden pillar rising up into the sky where the mountain reaches the ground. At first it was as thick as a pillar, and after two days it became as thin as a chopstick. Now it looks like a gossamer, still bright and upright.

Occasionally, the golden chopstick thread would twist and fluctuate like ripples.

Lian Luye can be observed in Jigong Valley.

Presumably, there was a large-scale explosion in that part of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. There must have been top masters involved there, or at least several great Mahayana saints fighting each other, which shook the golden pillar and caused twists and turns, disturbing the heaven and earth and causing strange phenomena.

Lu Ye just observed quietly as usual, never intending to get involved, and decided to just be a passerby.

who ever thought.

On this day, none of the powerful and friendly neighbors near Jigong Valley returned.

A disheveled figure descended from the sky, and before the person reached the valley, cries of grief were heard.

"Brother Banshan...are you still there?"

"My younger brother Mo Bubai has come to join you..."

"Do you still recognize the old friend?"

"We are friends who eat meat and drink wine together!"

Lu Yeben was in seclusion in a cave. When he heard the noise, he quickly took off into the air.

These days, a protective formation has been activated in the valley. Outside the light shield, only a big demon man can be seen standing there alone and miserably.

It is Mo Bubai, the fourth of the four brothers of the Mo family and the most powerful one.

He looked extremely miserable at the moment. The armor on his body was broken into pieces and barely hanging on. Underneath was a large patch of blurred flesh and blood of different colors, clearly caused by various magical attacks.

He was standing on one leg, leaning on a broken gun that he used as a crutch; his other leg was nowhere to be seen.

The upper corner of his forehead was cut off and one of his eyes was blind. There were also several round cloth bags tied around his waist, with blood dripping from them. No one knew what was inside.

He was so miserable, his magical aura was almost at the bottom, and above his head there was a Nascent Soul body with the same image as his own, warning those around him. The flesh and blood on this body was like that of a real person.

Surprisingly, he also spent hundreds of years to cultivate and reach the level of a True Saint.

Lu Ye was shocked and hurried forward.

Mo Bubai has already reached the level of a true saint, with a cultivation level similar to his own. He also has a sharp white light fart-slashing ability that can cut through anything.

It can be said that his strength is quite strong, and he also has three inseparable brothers, Qing, Hong and Zao. Who could have beaten him into such a miserable state? "Brother Bubai... who hurt you like this?"

"Where are your three brothers?"

Lu Ye released the restrictions in the valley and went to meet him, bringing him into the valley and supporting him gently with both hands. At the same time, a steady stream of magic power poured into his body. Only then did he realize that his body was severely depleted and almost became an empty shell.

It was not surprising to Lu Ye that the other party could find this place.

When they first gathered at Fengmo Mountain, the Mountain-Moving Ape King Ma Jia also reported the location of Jigong Valley when he was drunk, and asked the four brothers to come and visit when they were free.

During these three hundred years, the four brothers of the Mo family came here twice. When Lu Ye achieved the status of a true saint, they also sent their subordinates to deliver gifts to him.

At that time, the four brothers had also reached the great perfection of refining emptiness, but had not yet achieved the state of true sainthood. Lu Ye was one step ahead.

Today, Mo Bubai has achieved unity, which is a happy event, but seeing the other party's miserable and crying appearance, something big must have happened.

It would have been fine if Lu Ye didn't mention the other three brothers of the Mo family, but he mentioned the three people of Qinghongzao.

Mo Bubai burst into tears, not caring about the dignity of the True Saint, and collapsed on the ground.

"No more...all gone..."

Lu Ye frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"Your three brothers are gone? Who did it?"

Mo Bubai shook his head and cried, unable to speak.

"more than……"

"The entire Wind Demon Mountain is gone..."

"The ancestor of Xuanfeng Peak is gone, the elders of the Four Pillars are gone, and only my peak has escaped from the forty-nine peaks..."

"The Fengmoshan clan has been completely exterminated!"

Lu Ye was shocked when he heard this.

"what?"

This was a hundred times bigger than anything he could have imagined.

Not only did Mo Bubai's three brothers die, but the Fengmoshan clan was actually destroyed.

You know, Fengmo Mountain has a Mahayana Saint Demon Ancestor in charge, and it is considered one of the top tribes.

Who can destroy this tribe?

Mo Bubai spoke intermittently while sobbing.

"That day, the gates of heaven opened, and the immortals spread the news that a sacred mountain had descended into the world."

"This may be a great joy to the monks in this world."

"But who would have thought that the sacred mountain would fall exactly on my Fengmo Mountain..."

"The speed of the sacred mountain is not slowing down fast, it is enough for my people from Fengmo Mountain to escape."

"But then came the powerful enemies from all four directions..."

"They are crazy, they are killing like crazy..."

As Mo Bubai told his story with sobs, Lu Ye understood what had happened.

It turned out that the sacred mountain that fell from the sky that day looked majestic from a distance, but in fact it was just a beautiful peak a hundred feet high.

When this peak fell to the ground, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional by the immortal in the fairy world, but it happened to fall on Fengmo Mountain, crushing the Floating Peak and destroying the Four Pillars Mountain.

This is fine, since the divine peak falls very slowly, which is enough for cultivators to avoid its falling range.

But what happened next was a nightmare for the Fengmo clan.

Fengmo Mountain is very powerful, but other ethnic groups that can gain a foothold around it are also not weak, and there are conflicts between them on a daily basis.

When the sacred peak landed, it immediately attracted all the tribes to attack.

The Fengmo Mountain clan was caught off guard and besieged by enemies several times stronger than them.

Although the Mahayana Supreme Saint Demon Ancestor is a top-notch cultivator, each tribe among the enemies can also gather a few Mahayana cultivators and work together to defeat them in a short time.

This old ancestor who could live for nine thousand years died on the spot.

As for the clan leaders and elders of the Four Pillars Mountain, who were the backbone of the Void Refining Clan of each mountain, they did not hold out for long after the death of their ancestor. They were besieged and defeated one after another. The Wind Demon Mountain clan was wiped out without a doubt.

As for the devil, he is not white.

The four brothers are indeed geniuses in the realm of refining emptiness. During these ten years, they have successively achieved the state of integrated cultivation.

The Four Peaks were proposed as the new Four Pillars, but the ancestors did not allow it to be publicized, so it is not well-known.

The four brothers were able to work together and rush out, fighting their way out.

The three elder brothers Mo Buqing, Mo Buhong and Mo Buzao died one after another, sacrificing their lives to pave a way for their younger brother, Mo Bubai, who was able to break out.

The Fengmo Mountain clan, including its affiliated races, has tens of thousands of people.

He estimated that only a handful of people escaped alive. From this point of view, the Fengmo Mountain clan had indeed been wiped out.

After hearing this, Lu Ye sighed.

Who could have thought that when the sacred mountain descended from the sky, the first people to suffer misfortune would be a few of his acquaintances.

"Brother Bubai, this will be your home from now on."

"You know that Jigong Valley has always been the home of refugees."

"Just stay here with peace of mind."

"As for the future, whether you want to seek revenge from your own people or use other methods, that is something to consider later."

"You should recover first and let the corners of your legs and eyes grow back."

The combined true saint can regenerate broken limbs. Don’t be fooled by the miserable appearance of Mo Bubai. In fact, if he is given a few months, he can regenerate the broken corners of his legs.

Of course, if the new legs and eyes are to recover to their peak physical strength, it will require years of spiritual energy immersion.

It would have been fine if Lu Ye didn't mention asking his fellow tribesmen for help, but as soon as he mentioned this, Mo Bubai was about to cry again.

"Brother Yuan, what are you still talking about fellow tribesmen?"

“When my Wind Demon Mountain clan was destroyed, there was a large tribe of demons.”

"In front of the Immortal Fate, it doesn't matter whether we are of the same race or not."

Lu Ye was speechless after hearing this.

In this era, not only are the top 100 races fighting in chaos, but in fact, the various ethnic groups within a race are scattered all over the earth because of the rich resources on earth. It is difficult for them to form an alliance and work together.

It's not surprising at all that people stab each other in the back.

Lu Ye thought about it and patted Mo Bubai on the shoulder.

"Well, Brother Bubai, I have the wine and you have the story."

"Why don't we get drunk and settle our grudges?"

"Let's put aside the injuries first, how about we drink to our heart's content?"

Mo Bubai burst into tears.

"My parents gave me life, and my brother Yuan knows me well!"

"That's what I meant."

That night.

Mo Bubai and Lu Ye, who were covered in wounds and still bleeding, sat by the campfire. Turkey Shanren and Mu Bai helped them and handed over various roasted meats.

A large pool was dug in front of the two men, filled with fragrant wine.

The painting is the same as it was that day, except that three people are missing.

The two of them drank the wine. The first cup of wine was to commemorate the entire Fengmo Mountain clan, the second cup of wine was to commemorate the three brothers Qing, Hong and Zao, and the third cup was to commemorate the dead vassal races of Fengmo Mountain.

After three cups.

Mo Bubai drank recklessly and unrestrainedly.

He was taciturn at first, but after drinking too much, he could not help talking a lot. Without mentioning his three brothers, he went back to the Mountain of Gods.

Fortunately, he also knew that this matter was taboo, so he waved his hand to dismiss the others, leaving only him and Lu Ye, and set up a protective barrier.

"Brother Yuan, when the sacred mountain landed, I was actually one of the first people to see the true face of the mountain."

"The mountain looks golden from afar, but when you get down to the ground it looks like just an ordinary mountain."

"But the spiritual energy in it is so pure that taking a breath can equal two or three days of hard training for me."

“The mountain is desolate, without any spiritual plants or animals. It looks like a mountain of spiritual veins.”

"But there is a magical weapon standing on the top of the peak."

(End of this chapter)