I seek immortality by chance

Chapter 552: Defense of Beiluzhou!

War is inevitable!

Those who cowardly fight, die!
There was a solemn and murderous aura in these words, which showed the danger of this war.

"Follow the law!"

Shen Qingya took the lead and stood up first and responded.

Many cultivators of the Hunyuan Dao lineage stood up at the same time and responded in unison.

Seeing this, Gu Yuan and others also stood up and obeyed the law.

"good!"

Seeing this, the young Mahayana smiled slightly, showing admiration, then looked around and said slowly:
"The Dao vein has nurtured cultivators for tens of thousands of years, and today is the time to repay them."

"When the nest is overturned, no egg is left unbroken. Remember not to slack off."

"I won't give you any more instructions on the rest. Qingya will preside over it, and each sect will discuss it on their own. After today, everyone will go to the front line."

After saying this, the young Mahayana man waved his sleeves, and his figure turned into a flowing cloud and disappeared on the spot.

"You two should discuss yourselves well. The battle on land in Northern Luzhou is now left to you."

The young Mahayana in green robe also chuckled, said something, and then disappeared.

The other Mahayana cultivators glanced at their own Daoist cultivators, said nothing, and all turned into flowing clouds and disappeared.

For a moment, the cave became silent, with only many celestial spiritual practitioners sitting there.

"My fellow Taoists have just arrived and must have many questions about the situation in Northern Luzhou. Your Excellency has no time to explain, so why not let me explain it to you, fellow Taoists?"

Shen Qingya stood up, his voice resounding throughout the cave, and he asked the seven-veined cultivator with a smile.

"Brother Shen, please!"

The celestial spirit cultivators headed by the seven sects responded one after another.

Upon seeing this, Shen Qingya bowed his head, then waved his sleeves, and ripples began to appear in the jade mirror in the center of the cave, projecting a scene of surging sea water, dark clouds covering the city, and demonic energy rising to the sky.

"This mirror is called the Mysterious Light Hole Mirror. It was specially arranged by my Hunyuan Dao Sect for this Dharma Assembly."

"This mirror can project scenes from billions of miles away. You can see every detail and everything is under your control."

Shen Qingya pointed at the jade mirror and explained.

"Boom!!"

At this moment, the picture in the mirror suddenly stretched out and the field of vision rose, like a giant eagle circling in the sky, taking in all the scenes under the sky.

I saw countless streams surging and mighty, flooding countless plains, deserts, and mountains, all the way south from the northern border, even the thousand-foot-high peaks were all submerged.

Millions of miles of land became a swamp.

The surging water did not stop until a green barrier that looked like a chicken egg covered the earth and protected the mountains and rivers for billions of miles.

But outside the barrier, dark clouds gathered and did not disperse all day long, with lightning, thunder, strong winds and heavy rain without stopping for a moment.

In the rolling torrent, countless shadows swirled in the water, constantly hitting the green barrier.

This green barrier is as solid as Mount Tai. Even if these shadows hit it day and night with all their might, the green barrier does not shake at all.

"The Dragon Court controlled the waters of the four seas and crossed the Tongtian River, flooding the territory of my Northern Luzhou for tens of millions of miles. Only the land protected by my Hunyuan Daomai formation was spared."

"It's not that the Dragon Court doesn't have the strength to attack my Hunyuan formation, but they are secretly setting up the formation, hoping to seize the spiritual land of the Central Earth, and use it as a trap to obtain the Dao Fruit of Longevity, so this has been delayed for decades."

"In the past few decades, we have not wanted to go deep into the East China Sea and destroy its formation, but it is really difficult to do so. All we can do is accumulate strength and wait for a battle."

"Until today, the Dragon Court will finally take action, and we can no longer sit and wait for death, so I will call on all my fellow Taoists to save the billions of lives in North Luzhou!"

As Shen Qingya explained, he bowed to everyone to express his gratitude.

Everyone returned the gift one after another.

"Now, according to the plan of all the Supreme Lords, we will use the [Eight Veins Dragon Slaying Ten Thousand Spirits Formation] as a countermeasure, dividing into eight directions, slaying dragons and killing monsters, taking back the spirit veins, expelling the Dragon Court, and protecting Beiluzhou!"

"If we can go one step further, we will directly attack the North Sea and slaughter the entire Sea Dragon Court to serve as a warning to others!"

Shen Qingya's expression became solemn, and ripples appeared on the jade mirror. Then, the shadows of eight huge and boundless array plates floated up. The dense array patterns were connected to each other like chains, as if they were going to lock a huge "real dragon" inside.

"Today, I have called all the Taoist friends here to discuss the matter. It is to divide the eight veins and see which Taoist friend from which vein will suppress which party."

Shen Qingya's mind moved, and ripples appeared on the jade mirror again, projecting eight pictures.

Among the eight images, there is a jade dragon circling the sky, a sea ape as tall as a mountain with fierce eyes, a Chiwen inlaid with star fragments, causing whirlpools when swimming, and a dorsal fin like the Milky Way shining proudly overlooking the world...

In each of the eight pictures, there are exotic beasts and real dragons, and each aura is extremely powerful and full of terrifying momentum.

"The war between the Dragon Court and the Heavenly Palace has been going on for a long time, so we have already made preparations. The Eight Meridians of the Heavenly Palace will deal with the Eight Palaces of the Dragon Court. It all depends on the methods used by each family."

"You have come from hundreds of thousands of miles away to support us. I, the Hunyuan Dao Clan, am grateful to you all. Therefore, I, the Hunyuan Dao Clan, will fight in this first palace of the True Dragon Bloodline!"

Without saying a word, Shen Qingya stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the jade dragon in the center of the picture.

This is not a flood dragon, but a true descendant of a dragon. Its bloodline is the purest and the most powerful, making it the toughest nut to crack. However, Shen Qingya did not hesitate.

This is also a demonstration.

But the other seven meridians each had their own thoughts.

Although they are all under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Palace, and they all prosper and suffer together, there are still differences in closeness. In this battle, we cannot retreat or be afraid of fighting, but we cannot act rashly either.

The heads of several major Dao veins' celestial spirits, their eyes flickering, were constantly moving among the seven pictures.

They now have a heavy responsibility, and any decision they make is not only for themselves, but also for their disciples. If there is any mistake, countless disciples will sacrifice themselves.

"This Deep Sea Demon Ape doesn't practice magic, it only has the ability to control water and a strong body, which is exactly what my Yunlan Dao Clan can defeat. Along the way, my Yunlan Dao Clan will go and suppress it!"

In front of the Yunlan Daomai, a female cultivator at the peak of the Tianling realm with silver hair, a graceful figure, and a clear voice pondered for a moment, then immediately spoke and stretched out her hand, wanting to point to the projection of the deep-sea demon ape.

The Deep Sea Demon Ape is slightly weaker in the Dragon Court Demon Palace.

"Friend Yun, wait a minute."

"My Yujie Dao Clan is the best at taming beasts. We also have a ten-thousand-year-old black tortoise with us. It has unparalleled defense and is the best at dealing with this tribe. Let me do it!"

But at the moment when the woman stretched out her hand, a middle-aged Taoist from the Yujie Daoist meridian nearby stretched out his hand to stop the woman.

Although this action did not cause any disturbance, the momentum in the cave suddenly dimmed. The arrogant young Tianling could not help but frown slightly, showing a little displeasure.

The war is imminent, so we should fight bravely and move forward enthusiastically.

Such actions have simply made you lose your sharpness and momentum.

Although cultivators do not fight each other like mortals do, relying on their courage and blood, but on thousands of years of practice and an endless stream of magical seals and supernatural powers, if their spirit is lost, there will be some impact.

The Yunlan Daomai and Yujie Daomai also noticed something was wrong and stopped talking immediately to avoid losing morale again.

The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuanzhou immediately stood up and said with a smile: "In the battle of Dragon Court, we must unite as one. This deep-sea demon ape must be annihilated, and the rest of the monsters must also be eradicated. Why are you in such a hurry to kill the monsters?"

"My Linchuan Dao lineage has a treasure called [Formless Spiritual Prophecy]. This item contains destiny. Anyone who accepts the challenge will have a little destiny bonus. There will be no favoritism. It is the most fair. How about you fellow Daoists make your choice based on this prophecy?"

After saying that, Zhang Xuanzhou waved his sleeves and a small white jade stele floated out. The stele was densely engraved with countless golden "spiritual characters". These characters seemed to have life and kept moving.

Gu Yuan only took a glance, and the small white jade tablet trembled slightly. In Gu Yuan's vision, his name vaguely appeared. "Wu Xiang Ling Chen, I have heard that the Linchuan Dao Sect has this treasure. It can choose the person with destiny by itself. It is invincible. It must be sacrificed in every war. Today I finally got to see it."

"Just follow what Daoist Xuanzhou said!"

When the female practitioners of the Yunlan Taoist School saw the stele, they stopped fighting for it and immediately approved of Zhang Xuanzhou's method.

"Just follow what Senior Brother Zhang said!"

The middle-aged Taoist from the Yujie Daomai also nodded slightly, agreeing to this plan.

"What do fellow Taoists think?"

Zhang Xuanzhou looked around and asked the other Taoist practitioners.

"Just follow what fellow Taoist said!"

Everyone looked at each other, and without objection, they responded immediately.

"In that case, let's use this prophecy to determine who will win the battle of the seven veins."

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xuanzhou smiled slightly, and then with a wave of his sleeves, the small white jade stele began to glow with light, and fuzzy golden threads flowed, entangled and densely packed, like cause and effect, with a hint of "destiny".

"Please ask Lingchen to choose a battle and help my seven meridians win a great victory!"

Zhang Xuanzhou bowed to the prophecy.

"Shh!"

The spiritual prophecy trembled and emitted golden light, covering all the cultivators of the seven veins.

Then the golden thread moved without wind, like a living thing, and finally condensed into sixteen large golden characters in the air, including "Yunlan", "Chixia" and "Yuding".

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Then these golden characters swam endlessly in the air, flying across the sky, as if sensing something, and finally with a whoosh, they fell into the jade mirror like sharp arrows.

The two words "Yunlan" fall into "Chiwen".

The word "Chixia" fell into the hands of "Demon Ape".

The two words "玉鼎" fall into the word "蜃母".

……

Golden light flowed, and the names of various meridians fell into the jade mirror one after another.

The word "Linchuan" was no exception. Under the expectant gaze of many Tianling cultivators, it fell into the hands of "Ghost Shark".

The Bone-Eroding Ghost Shark Clan is one of the eight demon clans in the Dragon Court. They are good at using poisons, curses, and soul magic, and are extremely difficult to deal with. But in terms of real strength, they can only be ranked in the middle among the eight demon clans.

Everyone in Linchuan Daomai was satisfied with this result.

"Fellow Taoists, do you have any objections?"

Zhang Xuanzhou pointed at the Wuxiang Lingchen and asked the seven-veined cultivator.

Things have come to this point, no matter how dissatisfied the seven sects are, they can only keep it to themselves and not say much, so they all nodded and agreed to Ling Chen's allocation.

"good!"

"Please share the destiny with me and bless the seven meridians!"

Seeing that no one had any objection, Zhang Xuanzhou bowed again and kowtowed to Ling Chen.

"Huh! Huh!"

The spiritual prophecy seemed to have sensed something and immediately emitted golden light, and seven balls of "golden threads" emerged and fell on the heads of the seven-veined monks.

The golden thread dissolved into the void, like a drop of water falling into the sea, and disappeared in an instant. None of the seven veins cultivators noticed it, but deep in their hearts, they vaguely felt a sense of excitement, which dispelled all the fear, worry, and uneasiness before the battle.

The flow of mana seems to be smoother, and some hidden illnesses have also been alleviated a lot.

"In this epic war, with hundreds of spiritual cultivators, Lingchen is powerless. I can only increase this ray of destiny for you, giving you a little more confidence."

Zhang Xuanzhou bowed apologetically and said to the cultivators.

The word "destiny" is extremely mysterious.

It is the integration of Qi, luck, mind and Tao.

The so-called increase in destiny by the Wuxiang Lingchen was nothing more than allowing the cultivators' spirits to remain clear and not be blinded by the catastrophe, so that they could keep their original hearts and try their best to fully display their abilities in the war.

When Ling Chen was selecting the list of practitioners of the Linchuan Taoist sect, he had already blessed them with destiny once. Now that it is being distributed to the practitioners of the seven sects, it has become extremely thin.

It's just some consolation.

"Fellow Daoist Shen is thoughtful."

"In that case, I can't be stingy."

"I have a bottle of [Nanming Pure Water] here, which can eliminate karmic obstacles and hidden diseases, and is also beneficial to Tianling cultivators. Today I will sprinkle a rain of pure water, and I wish you all a successful start!"

I don't know if it was the effect of the Wuxiang Lingchen, but the monks' minds were clear and they no longer cared about these gains and losses. The head of the Tianling Temple of the Yuding Dao lineage bowed his head, then took out a jade bottle and threw it into the sky.

In an instant, drizzle of rain and fog spread all over the sky.

Gu Yuan bathed in the rain and mist, and felt refreshed and his magic power became light and agile.

It's just that he has a congenital body, his body is unified and without any hidden disease, so he doesn't have any feeling of being "cured".

"How can I let the two Taoist friends take the lead?"

"Today, I will let you all have a taste of my [Dry Sea Strange Sand]!"

"This sand can only maintain its effect for half a month, but if your magic power is exhausted, this sand can dig out a spring in the dry sea. I wish you can get a little more magic power. Although it is not much, it is also a little increase."

The head of the Tianling Temple of the Tiandu Daomai smiled slightly and threw out a piece of gray stone sand, which hung in the sky.

"boom!"

The stone sand broke, and countless "sand powders" were scattered and merged into everyone's bodies.

Everyone trembled, including Gu Yuan.

Afterwards, all the monks from the eight sects took action together and offered their treasures one after another, as if to consecrate the gods, to bless the monks.

Although the effect was not very great, the morale of the people in the cave suddenly increased, and there was a sense of unity.

"Without further delay, fellow Taoists, take the formation plates and head to the front line!"

After boosting morale, Shen Qingya took out eight formation plates of different colors and handed them to the hall leaders with a solemn expression.

"Let's go!"

The hall leaders took over the formation plates one after another, and then looked at the cultivators of their own Taoist lineages.

All the cultivators stood up at the same time, each controlling their own light of escape, following behind their own hall leader, and returned to the conquering weapons of their respective sects.

"boom!!"

The sky shook, and eight streams of light carrying countless monks smashed through countless clouds and roared towards the place where the vast ocean converged in Beiluzhou.

The battle to defend North Luzhou begins!
(End of this chapter)