The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 834 Difficulties in the Immortal Realm

"Hey! Sect Master Zhou? I'm calling you! Since you came to see Senior Xiaoyaozi, you must have some idea, right?" Dao Xun helplessly shouted at Zhou Fenhai who was in high spirits.

"Ah? Ah? What did you say?" Zhou Fenhai recovered from the shock and doubts in his heart, and asked with a face of confusion.

"Do you still want to save the Immortal Realm? Your senior Xiaoyaozi has already agreed to come forward, now I ask you what plan you have! You don't come here without any plan, do you?" Dao Xun explained helplessly.

"Yes, yes, yes! When I call them here, they are probably still looking for the seclusion of Senior Xiaoyaozi in this Qingmu Holy Land!" Zhou Fenhai was overjoyed, and immediately responded repeatedly, without the poise that a suzerain should have.

"They?" Zhang Mo asked suspiciously.

"Oh, those masters who have no choice but to escape after their sect was robbed and their disciples were enslaved like me, all the friends we met along the way came to look for you, senior. All we can think of is you It's gone." Zhou Fenhai explained.

Zhang Mo's expression was moved. Perhaps, he did not expect that he would have such a status in the hearts of the world.

"So many people come to beg you, I guess you can't do it if you don't want to!" Dao Xun joked with a big laugh.

"It seems that it is true, as your friend said, this is my character. When so many people come to me, I will probably be shaken in the end." Zhang Mo said with a wry smile.

Afterwards, Zhang Mo opened the formation covering Peach Valley, Zhou Fenhai sent a message, and after a while, he saw several streamers coming from all directions.

After a while, Peach Valley became lively, a total of 17 people came, and their cultivation bases were considered good in the fairy world.

Five or six of them, like Zhou Fenhai, are the so-called Supreme Daoist in the Immortal Realm, comparable to the Zhan Emperor in the Wilderness Realm.

There are three other people, but they have cultivation levels comparable to those of the God of War in the wild world, and they are the hermit ancestors of several big sects, but now, there are no ancestors who are not ancestors, and they are all homeless poor people.

The rest of the people, their cultivation bases are also not bad, even if they are not much lower than the Supreme Daoist, they are all half-step Daoist.

Such a group of bosses who stomped their feet in the fairy world in the past would make the whole fairy world tremble, but now they are like bullied children, gathered in this peach valley, earnestly begging Zhang Mo to take action, Save them, save their sect, save the fairy world!
"What's the current situation? I've lived in Peach Valley for a long time, but I don't know anything about the situation outside. I need to trouble you to explain it first, or do you have any plans? Tell me and let me hear." Everyone Gathering together, sitting around under the peach tree, Zhang Mo said.

Dao Xun sat next to Zhang Mo, and didn't intend to speak for the time being. Wanjie was not as powerless as he thought, and they were still saving themselves.

"According to the latest news I got, the foreign forces have already swept across the entire Immortal Dao Realm that day, and all sects will not surrender, even such remote and small sects as Qingmu Holy Land, they will not let go."

One of the thin white-haired old men said with emotion that he was one of the ancestors of those three sects.

Hearing his words, Dao Xun couldn't help but smile. The big sect Fan Wu mentioned, the Qingmu Holy Land, was just a small and remote sect in his mouth. Maybe the Wanzong and Linyunzong he mentioned were so much better than Qingmu Sect. The smaller sects in the Holy Land don't count at all.

"Then, they gathered a group of disciples from various sects and sent them all to the Red Dust Immortal Kingdom, the center of the Immortal Realm. It is said that some strange buildings were built there, and they don't know what they were used for." Another sect The ancestor answered.

"What makes people angry is that what they call the Tower of Heaven's Will is built with the so-called spiritual bricks that are inscribed with a strange formation pattern from top-grade spiritual mines, and then allow the practitioners to infuse them with strength." Finally An ancestor of the sect continued.

"The disciples under our sect were ordered by them to mine spirit mines day and night. Everyone knows that it is extremely difficult to mine spirit mines, but they set a daily task amount. The entire mining team for this will be killed as a warning to others.”

"What are you hearing? The news from my disciples is just terrible! They are divided into engraved formation patterns, and each spiritual brick is engraved, and someone checks it. If there is a mistake, it will be cut off immediately. The engraved hands are both hands. The pattern is extremely complicated, and I don’t know how many disciples have been destroyed like this.” Hearing what the ancestor of the sect said just now, another ancestor of the sect couldn’t help but answer.

"Huh! The disciples under my sect were ordered by them to infuse strength into the spirit bricks. Each of them is a hundred yuan a day, and the power that a brick pattern needs to absorb is what they have gained from one day of practice. How many disciples have lost their strength because , the dantian is broken, and he is dying of old age." The ancestor of the sect who spoke first spoke again.

"Hey, don't talk about this, let's talk about the business first, how to drive them out of the fairy world! They came from outside the sky, and they don't treat our practitioners in the fairy world as human beings. Why bother with these tragic things? Talking too much will only make people laugh."

At this moment, when the ancestors of the sect spoke, the other people present were of good status, but they were still a little lower. They all listened honestly and did not dare to make a sound. In the end, it was Zhou Fenhai who stopped the three of them Then complain.

"Sect Leader Zhou is right, let's talk about our plan first!" At this time, the three ancestors also understood that there is no such thing as noble or noble among people in distress, and they don't mind Zhou Fenhai. Interjection, anti-agree.

"Senior Xiaoyaozi, this is what we planned. You are not only the legend we have heard since we were young, but also you have made many close friends. Those friends of yours must also have extraordinary cultivation. Coupled with your own strength and influence, Raise your arms and shout, when countless cultivators respond, unite the power of the entire fairy world, and if you don't believe it, you won't be able to drive away those people from the extraterrestrial forces!"

"Yes! Today's Immortal Dao World is full of thousands of sects, but it is a mess. Facing those people from the outer world, there is no resistance at all. We need someone who is as strong as you, senior, and can unite everyone." Others also echoed, stood up and saluted Zhang Mo.

"Forget it, then I'll contact my former friends first. As for the others, we'll wait until they arrive. Don't act rashly, so as not to usher in greater disasters for ordinary practitioners." Zhang Mo nodded in response.

"Don't worry, I'll be with you." Dao Xun then looked at Zhang Mo and said.

Finally, he smiled and said: "This kind of thing is not limited to the fairy world. You have delayed your ascension for countless years. You shouldn't delay it any longer. There are more things waiting for you to do."

"I don't know if it's good or bad for us to be the first to choose the Immortal Realm. With Senior Zhang Mo here, they can save themselves, but what about the other worlds?" Qing Lian was holding onto Dao Xun tightly. hand, frowning slightly.

(End of this chapter)