From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 179 Development Plan
Between Qingxiao Mountain and Ziyang Peak, many disciples gathered on the flat ground, and the number of disciples coming from both mountains continued to increase.

Ji Ya arrived with five disciples of the Sword Sect. These five disciples were the children who had been imprisoned with him in the state capital's underground palace, and they had all grown up.

Yang Lin stared wide-eyed at the pile of broken wood in front of her, which resembled a small mountain, and exclaimed, "This is huge!"

The broken log stood on the grass, about five zhang wide and two zhang high. The wood grain was very clear, and you could vaguely see half of the outline of an eye on the surface of the log.

Not only her, but the other disciples watching were also discussing it.

"I heard these are the remains of the Qi clan demon?"

"Only three days have passed, and the demon that the Qi family raised is already dead?"

"No need to ask, it must be that the sect leader rode his divine eagle to the northern border."

"That's right. I haven't seen the sect leader for the past few days. The sect leader is really amazing. He always solves major problems for the sect on his own."

"The Qi family is truly foolish to send demons to persecute us. They are courting death. If they anger the sect leader, they will definitely not have a good ending."

Listening to the disciples' words, Yang Lin turned to Ji Ya and asked, "Did the sect leader really go to the Northern Border?"

Ji Ya shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but I haven't seen him these past few days."

Upon hearing this, Yang Lin became somewhat worried.

Another companion laughed and said, "What are you thinking? Is there any opponent in this world that the sect leader can't handle? Besides, the appearance of this broken piece of wood means that the sect leader has already finished the battle, but it will take time for him to return."

Upon hearing this, Yang Lin thought it made sense, and a smile reappeared on her face.

Not far away, Zhao Zhen, Yuan Li, and the three Xiao brothers also came to join in the fun. Their appearance caused the disciples to make way for them.

Everyone knows that these five are disciples that the sect leader is focusing on cultivating, and their future achievements are likely to be no less than those of Jiang Zhaoxia and Xu Ning.

Watching them chatting and laughing, Yang Lin turned to Ji Ya and asked, "Ji Ya, why don't you usually play with them?"

Ji Ya laughed and said, "I don't have that much time. Just spending time with you guys is enough."

Yang Lin frowned and said, "Actually, you don't need to come to us whenever you have free time. Interacting with them more will help you in the future."

There are open and covert struggles between the Seven Halls and the Sword Sect. As a disciple of the sect leader, Ji Ya will also be involved in the power struggle in the future. They are still young now and may not have such competition, but they will not in the future. Yang Lin is worried that Ji Ya, who has deviated from the core circle, will be targeted at that time.

"It's alright, we're brothers after all, our feelings won't change. Besides, I'm a quiet person, I can't keep up with them." Ji Ya said with a nonchalant smile.

He knew Zhao Zhen and the others' temperaments, and he felt quite comfortable with their current way of getting along.

Yang Lin shook her head, but when she thought of the sect leader, she felt relieved. With the sect leader around, even if Ji Ya didn't interact with people, he would be fine.

In the days that followed, Xiao Ba brought back a piece of demon wood every day. As the amount of demon wood increased, the disciples realized that they had greatly underestimated the size of this demon.

At the same time, they also began to wonder how the sect leader had managed to kill this demon.

Many disciples had touched the demon wood, which was exceptionally hard. The sect's higher-ups even allowed them to cast spells on a section of the demon wood, and no matter how they attacked, they could not damage it. This gave the disciples a deeper understanding of how terrifying demons were.

……

Amidst the snow-covered mountains, Li Qingqiu, Shen Yue, and Mo Jiuhong strolled forward.

Mo Jiuhong carried several large bundles on his back, but he didn't feel tired at all, and a smile was always on his face.

Shen Yue walked ahead, gesturing with one hand. He had found a sword technique manual at the Qi family's residence and was studying it.

Li Qingqiu was holding a book as he walked around, reading about ancient tales that greatly interested him.

Legend has it that long ago, there were no humans on the earth, only various ferocious beasts, auspicious creatures, and monsters roaming freely. It wasn't until later that immortals descended, slaughtering the ferocious beasts and monsters and capturing the auspicious creatures that the land gradually became peaceful, and humans began to migrate in.

Li Qingqiu has always been very interested in the cultivation traditions of the Nine Provinces. Why did the cultivators of the past leave? What were they hiding from? These questions will be answered sooner or later.

According to the legends of the Ji clan, a calamity once struck this land, and various signs indicate that some kind of catastrophe did indeed occur.

Li Qingqiu felt it was necessary to prepare for the calamity in advance. After returning, he planned to focus on formations and magical artifacts.

He had already cut the ancient god's corpse into many pieces and had Xiao Ba transport them. Such hard wood was definitely suitable for making magical artifacts.

Just as Li Qingqiu was pondering the future development direction of the sect, two figures came running along the mountain road ahead, a man and a woman. The woman was wearing a soldier's armor and was holding a boy in her arms, while the man was a monk holding a wooden stick.

Li Qingqiu glanced at it only once before looking away.

Shen Yue walked ahead, focused on practicing his sword, without looking up, while Mo Jiuhong looked ahead curiously.

The monk and the armored woman ran quickly, and as they approached Shen Yue, the monk warned, "Quickly hide! The Yellow Springs Army is coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground began to tremble, followed by the sound of horses' hooves.

The monk gritted his teeth, preparing to lead the armored woman into the nearby woods. Suddenly, when his gaze swept over Li Qingqiu and Mo Jiuhong, he froze and stopped in his tracks.

"what happened?"

The armored woman asked in surprise when she saw him stop. Her face was tense, and she looked back as she spoke, afraid that the Yellow Springs Army would catch up.

The monk stepped forward, bowed to Li Qingqiu, and said, "Xu Hong of Chanding Temple greets Sect Leader Li." Li Qingqiu remembered him. When he went to Guzhou Prefecture to fight the Demon Sect, he saw Xu Hong fight against many enemies and was seriously injured. That was the first battle Qingxiao Sect fought after entering the city.

"Is there something you need?" Li Qingqiu asked.

Xu Hong was no longer as young as he used to be; his face showed signs of aging. He gritted his teeth and said, "Please, Sect Leader Li, save us."

The sound of horses' hooves grew closer, and a group of mounted soldiers appeared at the end of the mountain road. They were dressed in armor, with yellow turbans around their necks, and each held a long weapon, exuding a murderous aura.

Xu Hong glanced at her, then turned to Li Qingqiu and quickly said, "Sect Leader Li, the woman beside me is Madam Xu, wife of General Li Yuzhong of the Linchuan Li Clan. The child in her arms is General Li Yuzhong's own son. The Li Clan once fought against the Demon Emperor Zhao Zhi and is one of the few righteous families in the world. The Yellow Spring Army, believing in the evil Taoists and inciting the refugees, attacked Yuling City and kidnapped Madam Xu and her child..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Yellow Springs Army surrounded them.

Xu held the child tightly in her arms and looked around in horror.

Xu Hong gripped the long staff in his hand, facing the Yellow Springs Army warily.

The leading general, dressed in exquisite and gleaming silver armor, smiled as he looked at Xu Hong and said, "Monk, where do you think you can escape to? I'll give you one more chance to serve the Yellow Springs Army, or I won't let you escape again."

Xu Hong glared at him and said, "The Yellow Springs Army conquers cities and territories, yet they do nothing but enjoy themselves, committing rape, plunder, and all sorts of evil deeds. This humble monk will never serve you!"

The general leaned forward and said with a mocking smile, "There are so many lords in this world. If the Yellow Springs Army occupies a city and becomes king, we will be at a disadvantage. Let the other lords fight over it first, and we will accumulate our strength. One day, this world will belong to the Yellow Springs Army. At that time, who will dare to question our actions? Monk, you probably haven't tasted meat yet, have you? If you bow your head, Li Yuzhong's wife can provide you with some pleasure. Don't miss this opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hong flew into a rage and was about to rush towards him, but Li Qingqiu raised his hand to stop him.

Suddenly, a figure swept past Xu Hong, dragging the general from his horse to the ground, startling the other soldiers who all raised their weapons.

The person who made the move was Mo Jiuhong.

Carrying a large bundle on his back, Mo Jiuhong looked down at the general on the ground and said expressionlessly, "Who gave you permission to look down on us like this in front of our sect leader?"

What incredible speed!
Xu Hong was secretly alarmed. In all his years of wandering the martial world, he had never seen Mo Jiuhong.

As expected of Qingxiao Sect, it truly has a multitude of masters.

Mo Jiuhong's agility was unmatched by anyone in the Chan Ding Temple.

"you……"

The general lying on the ground was shocked and furious. He tried to get up, but Mo Jiuhong stepped on his chest, making him unable to move.

Li Qingqiu said with dissatisfaction, "Stop talking nonsense, just kill them all."

Upon hearing this, Mo Jiuhong immediately grinned. He bent down, raised his hand, and used his palm as a blade to directly sever the general's head, splattering blood everywhere.

Upon seeing this, the cavalrymen's expressions changed drastically, and those who were nearby immediately took action.

In an instant, horses collided, snow mist flew, and the scene became chaotic. Xu Hong protected Xu Shi and her son, and he was also terrified. He did not expect Li Qingqiu and Mo Jiuhong to be so ruthless, killing without hesitation.

It seems those rumors are true; any martial arts sect that offends the Qingxiao Sect will be completely wiped out.

Soon, most of the cavalrymen began to flee, but Mo Jiuhong relentlessly pursued them.

The mountain path became quiet, and Xu Hong quickly bowed to Li Qingqiu to thank them for their help.

Li Qingqiu remained calm and casually said, "I'm only doing this because of Li Yang."

Xu was surprised and asked, "Sect Leader Li, has Li Yang really become your disciple?"

For some reason, she always felt that Li Qingqiu looked somewhat like her husband.

“It’s not exactly formal apprenticeship, but he has already joined the Qingxiao Sect,” Li Qingqiu replied casually.

He took a step forward, and Shen Yue followed in his footsteps.

Xu Hong hesitated for a moment, then told Xu Shi to follow along.

As we walked, we saw corpses everywhere.

After killing the last person, Mo Jiuhong stood still and waited. Only when Li Qingqiu and the others approached did he squat down and wipe the blood from his hands with the snow.

"Shen Yue will carry your bundle," Li Qingqiu suddenly instructed.

Shen Yue, who was practicing his sword, looked at him in surprise. Mo Jiuhong chuckled and threw the bundle at Shen Yue.

Shen Yue?

Sword God?

Xu Hong looked at Shen Yue with excitement. He also held the legendary Sword God in high esteem, and he never expected to meet him here.

Li Qingqiu did not refuse Xu Hong and Xu Shi's request to come along. They had already saved many people on their way from Cangzhou, so the three of them wouldn't make a difference.

Mo Jiuhong stretched his body, feeling completely comfortable. He moved closer to Xu Hong and started chatting with him, asking about their past experiences.

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