The Primordial Law

Chapter 552 A Gathering of Heroes
Tang Wanzhou followed him all the way to the foot of Yanjue Mountain: "I heard that you defeated a Holy Spirit Mind Master and seized someone else's palace. This Holy Master intends to go and have a look, to see what kind of divine treasure land it is?"

Li Weiyi thought of Yu'er, who might have already prepared the meal, and immediately fell into deep thought.

Can this matter be kept secret?

Tang Wanzhou smiled and said, "Why the expression? You don't seem welcoming. Are you hiding a mistress? It's fine if you are. I'm not Zuoqiu Hongting. I can understand a man's flirtatiousness and passion, but he can't lose his manners and sense of responsibility. You're not really hiding one, are you?"

“I have indeed hidden one! But it’s not like keeping a beauty in a golden house, but rather like keeping a precious gem in a humble abode.” Li Weiyi didn’t intend to hide it from her.

"I'm not kidding you anymore! I'm planning to recruit two Nen Masters into the Shaoyang Division. They'll go to the Nen Master Guard camp first. Wait for me for a while, and once the Shaoyang Division is established, I'll go to Dragon City with you."

Tang Wanzhou thought Li Weiyi was joking and didn't take it seriously, so he went straight up the mountain.

……

three days later.

The moon hangs high in the sky, the clouds are low and the stars are sparse.

It has been almost half a month since Li Weiyi moved to Qingyin Pavilion. During this time, he has devoted all his energy to condensing the Heavenly Soul.

Condensing the soul is becoming increasingly difficult; even with the Cocoon of Time and the Lesser Yang Star, it can only be condensed to 80%.

"Yu'er, I'm going out for a bit. You stay here obediently." Li Weiyi changed into a magical robe and prepared to leave.

Yu'er, who was clearing away the dishes, immediately showed a displeased expression: "Master, where are you going so late?"

"The Shaoyang Division has been established, and tonight is the first time everyone has gathered together." Li Weiyi straightened his clothes.

With a clatter, the dishes were placed into the sink. Yu'er rolled up her sleeves, revealing two snow-white arms, and asked, "Then why are you changing into such brand-new clothes? Who are you dressing up for so late at night? Do you want me to comb your hair?"

"No need! Da Feng and Er Feng, take good care of the house and look after Yu'er."

Li Weiyi gave this instruction and then pushed open the door to leave.

People are most afraid of getting used to things. Once you get used to it, even the Grand Master washing dishes seems acceptable.

Yu'er stood with her hands on her hips, her little face puffed up with anger. She was very dissatisfied with his attitude and was about to write it down after washing the dishes. She was so angry that she was about to explode.

Along the stream path, Li Weiyi spotted a graceful figure in blue in the distance and quickly caught up: "Captain, you've also been recruited into the Shaoyang Division?"

Qing Zijin was surrounded by a misty aura. Although she was cultivating the Sun Sacred Glow, her Yin energy was extremely heavy. As soon as you got close, a chill would surge out.

Li Wei could sense that the thirteen mummified corpses were in the light mist, but they were not visible to the naked eye.

"How have you considered it? Can I borrow your spear?" she asked.

Li Weiyi said, "Anyway, you're a deputy guard, and new recruits aren't allowed to leave the camp for three years, so I'm not worried about you running away. A 6,000-year-old herb!"

“You dare to ask for something? Even the Great Longevity Cultivator can’t produce that,” Qing Zijin said.

Li Weiyi said, "The key is that I don't like anything else either! If others can't offer it, I think you might be able to as well."

"I can't afford it."

They walked in silence into a canyon.

Moonlight cannot penetrate the valley, making it dark and gloomy. The valley is filled with jagged rocks, cliffs covered with stone carvings, and occasionally, one can see a sacred tree that emits a strange light.

From afar, the melodious sound of a pipa could be heard intermittently drifting from within the valley.

"Brother Wei, you moved out of Barracks No. 36 without telling me. I went to look for you, but there was no one there. And who is this?"

Chang Yujian stood gracefully by the stream, her hair neatly combed, her gaze falling on Qing Zijin, who had come with Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi introduced: "Qing Zijin, the deputy commander of the Nianshi Guard, is a great beauty! Captain, this is the Jade Sword Immortal of Changhu Lake, who can be called the number one among this year's Sentinels."

Qing Zijin headed deeper into the valley.

Changyu Sword looked at Li Weiyi with a questioning gaze.

“You’ll get used to it. She doesn’t like to talk, but she’s not mute,” Li Weiyi said.

Ahead, Qing Zijin's hands were tightly clenched in her sleeves. The reason she was displeased earlier was not because she had any objection to the Changyu Sword, but simply because Li Weiyi had given her four different titles when introducing her, which made her feel like she was being teased.

Chang Yujian walked side by side with Li Weiyi: "Brother Weiyi, you've been hiding your true strength. I've already heard about your battle with Xue Yucai. You gave me face in the martial arts arena. Your ability to control your mind and character is truly remarkable."

Li Weiyi modestly declined for a moment, then asked curiously, "Brother Chang, now that you've broken through to the Longevity Realm, are you confident in facing a Second Realm expert?"

The prevailing view has always been that, within the Longevity Realm, only true disciples of ancient sects can transcend realms and defeat their opponents.

Changyu Sword is a product of the young emperor's cultivation into an immortal body, making him a figure of that caliber.

Chang Yujian's expression turned solemn: "I heard that Brother Weiyi has only been cultivating for a few years, which is truly astonishing. But I suppose that's why he has a great misunderstanding about the differences between each realm of the Longevity Realm."

"It is precisely because the gap is so large that there is the saying of the Great Longevity."

"You Mind Masters, once you condense your tenth Mind Power Star, you can break through to the first realm of Holy Spirit Mind Master. But to reach the second realm, you need to cultivate twenty Mind Power Stars. Such a gap means that without decades of arduous cultivation and accumulation, you can forget about succeeding."

"I have the reward from the Crossing Calamity Temple: Dragon Soul Source Light, a single wisp of which can save me ten years of arduous cultivation. But for now, I can only say that I am hard to find an opponent in the first realm. In the future, as my cultivation deepens, I am confident that I can challenge the second realm. But to defeat the second realm is extremely difficult."

Subsequently, they encountered Lu Qing and Liu Ye.

Lu Qing asked, "Yuan Zhen didn't come?"

Chang Yujian said, "There are definitely invitations! As far as I know, the Holy Division invited the top three from the Sentinel recruit assessment, as well as two elite guards from the Nian Shi Wei, plus the only brother who ranked first on the Merit List. The other six are all martial artists who participated in the Sentinel Spirit assessment." Lu Qing said, "The twelve Taiyin Envoys under Chu Yutian are not simple. Each of them is a young powerhouse in the Longevity Realm who has been famous for at least twenty years. Even Xie Wumian and Luo Pingdan, who are the weakest in cultivation, have reached the second realm. We have a long way to go to catch up."

It was precisely because they were the weakest of the Twelve Taiyin Envoys that the task of killing Lu Jingshen fell to them.

Liu Ye asked, "Brother Weiyi, I heard you fought against those two?"

"It wasn't a fight, it was more like running for my life. I couldn't have escaped on my own," Li Weiyi said truthfully.

This was the situation at that time!

Li Weiyi was confident that with his current strength, he could still escape if he encountered one of them.

A cold, youthful voice echoed in the darkness: "Boost the morale of others while diminishing our own. If you're afraid, then don't join the Shaoyang Division. We can recruit all the more powerful Sentinel Spirits."

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a huge crescent-shaped mark on his forehead sneered and walked past them. The aura emanating from him alone made the four of them lose their balance.

After the boy's figure disappeared into the distance, Changyu Sword whispered, "From the Moyue Clan, a great clan of the Demon Kingdom."

We finally arrived at the gathering place.

The Moyue Clan youth stood by the pool, gazing intently at the moon reflected in the water. Qing Zijin stood beneath a tree, enveloped in a misty haze.

In a pavilion not far away, a young Taoist priest and a young scholar were playing chess under the lamp.

The sound of the pipa continued endlessly, but the player could not be found; the other party had concealed their identity with unparalleled cultivation.

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

The valley shook, and the earth trembled.

From the direction of the valley entrance, a deformed martial artist with a body that was six or seven meters tall strode over. He maintained a human appearance, with strong muscles all over his body, and his eyes were like torches. His vital points, such as his heart, ancestral field, wind mansion, sea of ​​qi, and nine springs, were all covered with armor.

His aura was vast and his cultivation profound. The pressure of his will bursting out filled the entire valley. He roared, "What kind of holy bullshit division? I heard he's only at the second realm. Who knows what level he is? Is he even worthy to be Chu Yutian's opponent? He's never fought me, so I'm not convinced."

All the martial artists present felt extremely uncomfortable under the pressure of his aura, finding it difficult to breathe, as if their internal organs were about to be crushed.

The Mo Yue clan youth sneered, "Why don't you, Chi Haohan, become the Holy Master? You're in the third realm; you're definitely Chu Yutian's match."

“Okay, I’ll do it,” Chi Haohan said.

The Moyue Clan youth sneered, and with a whoosh, at a speed beyond the reach of the naked eye, he pointed a finger at Chi Haohan's brow.

That was the only vulnerable spot without any armor protection.

"Wow!"

The Moyue youth struck the giant head's brow with his fingertip, but his expression changed; all his strength vanished, leaving him powerless. Looking down, he saw that his waist was being gripped by the other's single hand.

"You really think that my huge size makes speed a weakness?"

Chi Haohan threw the Moyue Clan boy away, sending him crashing into a pavilion with lights on in the distance.

The two players inside the pavilion were completely focused on their game of chess. Only the young Taoist casually waved a wisp of magical energy to catch the Mo Yue Clan youth who was hurtling towards him.

The Mo Yue Clan youth, cushioned by the magical energy of the Azure Cloud, steadied himself outside the pavilion and landed smoothly on the ground. His face was slightly pale, and he looked at Chi Haohan with a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

"I've always reserved this position for everyone; feel free to compete for it if you want. But the prerequisite is that you must defeat me."

Tang Wanzhou's extraordinary figure appeared above the canyon, with the bright moon overhead, his heroic bearing and voice echoing throughout the entire canyon.

The next instant, she appeared above everyone's heads, her right hand forming a sword gesture with two fingers, and she swung her arm down.

A phantom sword aura, tens of feet long, descended upon Chi Haohan's head, exuding immense pressure and sharpness that seemed capable of cleaving the earth.

"Ow!"

Chi Haohan let out a long roar, the sound like thunder, which sent Li Weiyi, Chang Yujian, Lu Qing, Liu Ye, and Qing Zijin flying backward and backward, their ears bleeding as their eardrums were torn by the sound.

Then, a burst of light appeared in the canyon.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled again. Chi Haohan raised his arms high, his blood surging, and his armor was covered in scriptures, but he couldn't withstand it and was forced to kneel on one knee by the pressure of the sword energy.

Snowflakes fluttered down, and sword energy whistled through the air.

In the blink of an eye, the valley had turned into a vast expanse of white.

"boom!"

Chi Haohan's massive body was slammed into the cliff face by Tang Wanzhou's palm strike, buried by the collapsing rubble. She turned to the crowd: "Anyone else who disagrees?"

……

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