Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 504 Seeing the Future (12)

Although he was extremely unwilling, Daoxuan was really angry this time. Gong Yangyu had no choice but to step into the teleportation array and then enter the Wanfa Sect.

After entering the Wanfa Sect, she registered with Immortal Master Hua Xi and received her own badge.

After identifying the mark on the waist badge, Gong Yangyu sighed and said, "It's rare to have a few days off, but I didn't expect to be inspected again. The commander really can't stand seeing people idle."

"There's nothing we can do." Hua Xi also sighed, "It seems that the older generation of immortal masters are all like this. They can't stand seeing people being idle. It's as if something bad will happen if they're idle for a moment."

"Yes. And Wang Jiu has also achieved a breakthrough to the Golden Core stage. He couldn't stand the way I played games before, and I'm afraid he will be even stricter after achieving the Golden Core stage."

"Oh, that's okay. He's in seclusion and won't be out for a month or two."

Hearing this, Gong Yangyu breathed a sigh of relief and his whole body relaxed.

Although he knew that no one was watching him, Gong Yangyu still released a sword light, letting it continuously rotate around Lin Yuan, secretly protecting Lin Yuan's safety.

Sitting cross-legged, Gong Yangyu's eyes gradually became unfocused, her conscious activities dropped to the minimum, and all her attention was focused on Lin Yuan, making her a little dazed.

The saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth made her look even more stupid, but in Hua Xi's eyes, it was a different picture.

Gong Yangyu released all her strength, and she had reached the state of sword clarity, so that she no longer cared about anything except protecting Lin Yuan.

Being able to practice swordsmanship to such a pure level, Master Gong Yangyu is indeed very powerful.

However, Hua Xi is not envious of this. After all, this strength is gained through intelligence and cannot be envied.

With Gong Yangyu on guard, Hua Xi could relax a little, remove some of his guard, and continue with his work.

Every immortal master has his own unique field, and Hua Xi's field is space.

Her magical powers are also related to space. Although she cannot freely tear through space and teleport like a Nascent Soul cultivator, she has no problem creating some space nodes.

In addition, she is also very sensitive to spatial fluctuations. With the help of the Wanfa Sect's magical instruments, she can feel the fluctuations of space in various sects in Jiuzhou, and thus feel the abnormalities before the fusion of the Heavenly Dao, and then calculate to what stage the fusion has developed.

There is still too little information on the fusion of the righteous sect with the Heavenly Dao. Even with the support of the Demon Sect, many things still need to be studied from scratch and first-hand information must be obtained through continuous recording.

In addition to Immortal Master Hua Xi, there are many other cultivators in Jiuzhou who do the same.

In the mountains and forests, in the swamps, in the desert, and in the penal colony.

In different places, foundation-building monks acted as eyes, measuring the changes in magic power through their bodies and preparing for this catastrophe that might affect the changes in Jiuzhou.

Just as Jiuzhou Zhengpai was nervously calculating various data, an old man slowly opened his eyes in a hidden cave in the exile area.

Since escaping to the place of exile, the Xuantian Sect began to disperse its actions.

The leader of the sect was called the main family, and the other Jindan immortal masters were called branch families, thus breaking up into small groups and acting secretly in the exile area.

Although they are scattered, the Xuantian Sect's skills are extremely special, and the monks in the sect are connected by blood. The orders of monks with higher positions to monks with lower positions are absolute.

The elders must not disobey the orders of the sect master, and the immortal masters must not disobey the orders of the elders. This is nested layer by layer, and eventually a huge sect is formed that only serves the sect master.

Therefore, even if they have never seen the sect master, as long as the sect master reveals his bloodline, they will immediately gain the support of other disciples and then obey the sect master's orders.

Only such a system could give birth to the Divine Transformation Cultivator in that barbaric and violent old demon sect era, and build Xuantian Sect into a famous top sect at that time. The old man was an immortal master of Xuantian Sect. There were only a few cultivators belonging to his branch, but each of them was smart and talented, and was the old man's treasure and the apple of his eye.

In the old man's opinion, their wisdom and talent were not inferior to that of Lin Yuan from the Wanfa Sect. It was just that they were born in the Xuantian Sect and could not be too outstanding. Instead, they were overshadowed by Lin Yuan, the waiter.

"When there are no heroes, it is the young men who become famous." The old man sighed.

Just now he had a sudden thought and felt something was wrong, so he woke up from his meditation.

After counting with his fingers, he felt that a disaster was about to come, but there was also a great opportunity behind it, which made him feel mixed emotions.

Although he was best at divination, this matter seemed to involve a great catastrophe of heaven and earth. Various disasters were mixed together, making the future like a fog and completely unclear.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, he bared his fangs, bit his own palm, and then tore it hard.

A small crimson hole appeared, and drops of blood gushed out. The demon seeds in the blood turned into a jungle of flesh and blood after falling to the ground. They began to absorb the nearby spiritual energy and feed it back to the old man, in order to calculate future movements.

As the blood flowed, the old man's face became paler, but the future became clearer.

Just when he was about to see some future trends clearly, he heard a young man anxiously shouting: "Master, you are spying on the secrets of heaven again! If you continue like this, you will die."

"Don't make a noise, the master will see it soon. Do you want the master's blood to be shed in vain?"

Hearing this, the young man did not dare to say more. He just looked at the old man worriedly, and whispered from time to time: "Master, that's enough."

Feeling the boy's sincerity, the old man felt very unhappy and looked at the boy coldly: "Stupid! Why don't you take this opportunity to kill me and steal my magic weapon and skills? What are you thinking about?"

"Master has given me a new life, how could I do something worse than an animal!"

"Ugh."

Looking at his disciple helplessly, the old man sighed.

His disciples were good in every way except that they didn’t look like people from the Xuantian Sect.

However, the dragon has nine sons, and each of them is different. Occasionally, there are people of this type joining the Xuantian Sect, but their endings are usually not very good.

After all, Xuantian Sect is an old demon sect that adheres to the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak. Any kindness and weakness can be used as a weapon by the enemy to attack you.

Friendship is used to be betrayed, family affection is used to be betrayed, and love is full of bestiality.

Apart from the constraints on martial arts and bloodline, no one can be trusted in Xuantian Sect.

While bleeding himself, the old man was thinking whether he should be torn into pieces and die in front of his disciples?

If this is done, I believe the disciples will gain enlightenment and become true disciples of the Xuantian Sect.

So, who would be better to do this?

As the old man was thinking, he finally figured out something.

Just by looking at the other person, he felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and warm liquid flowed out of his eye sockets, and he couldn't stop it.

(End of this chapter)