The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

The words fell.

Everyone present turned pale with shock.

next moment.

what…

A piercing scream suddenly rang out, and everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the sound. They saw a handsome young man dressed in purple, holding a long sword, who seemed to be suffering immense pain. His eyes were bloodshot, his entire face was twisted and deformed, and he was wailing incessantly.

At this time.

The voice of True Lord Qingping resounded.

"Chou Zhen, you have accomplished nothing in the past six months and have failed to capture the county. Now we have seized your 'Spirit Ruins' and will treat you like livestock..."

The words were spoken.

The Qingping Foundation Establishment cultivator named "Qiu Zhen" vanished into thin air.

at the same time.

One of the eighteen "Spirit Ruins" floating on the boundless green duckweed quietly disappeared.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator, and that's it?

"hiss…"

Zhu Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly gasped.

Although he looked down on Qingping's foundation building, which was achieved through external means, he did not expect that she would be crippled in just a few words.

In a short time.

He didn't know if it was because the True Lord was too powerful, or because the "Spirit Ruins Master" that Qingping achieved through Foundation Establishment was a gift from him, and could be kidnapped at will.

Not daring to think too much, Zhu Yu suppressed his distracting thoughts and became even more respectful.

The others remained silent, bowing their heads in fear.

Just then.

Suddenly, everyone felt a huge wave coming from them, and their bodies swayed from the impact, so they couldn't help but look up.

I don't know when it happened.

Where Yue Jujian was, ripples like water appeared. To everyone, those inconspicuous ripples were surging with a powerful energy that made their hearts pound.

"What is the True Lord going to do?...

The crowd's expressions changed slightly. Just as they were wondering what was going on, they saw strange and twisted figures suddenly appear below the ripples. As they floated, they slowly rose to the surface of the water, taking on solid shapes.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a large belly and a round face, resembling a wealthy official. He looked around and exclaimed in admiration, "What a magnificent presence! Truly a model for us all."

Having said that, he bowed deeply and said:

"This junior, Zhanlong, pays his respects to the True Lord."

Four people stood to his left, right, and behind him.

A man with deathly pale skin, dressed in white robes and a tall hat, his face as white as paper, faceless, and three zhang tall. A tall, strong woman with bronze skin, carrying a bronze hammer on her back.

An eight-year-old child dressed in red, with rosy lips and white teeth, and a handsome young man with a gentle and refined temperament and a delicate, feminine face.

Upon hearing this...

The four exchanged a glance and bowed in unison, saying, "Qianyan, Kuidou, Qixie, and Yuque pay their respects to the True Lord."

On the side of the five people.

Led by a figure whose form was shrouded in white mist and whose features were obscured, the nine people bowed in unison:

"Junior disciples Bai Ze, Li Zhen, Si Hun, Jin Peng, Lian Hua, Zhui Yun, Jiu Shou, and Feng Hou pay their respects to the True Lord..."

They are also not far apart.

Led by an old man dressed in black robes and carrying a yellow gourd, the six men bowed in unison and said, "Hanming, Jingyuan, Chongshui, Xuanyin, Hanyan, and Yinsuo pay their respects to the True Man."

And in the corner.

A young man in a black robe with a heroic face bowed and said, "Junior... Nameless, pays respects to the True Lord."

The words fell.

A handsome young man dressed in blue robes, with a slender waist and a sword, appeared silently before the crowd. He glanced around at them, a smile on his face, and waved slightly, saying:

"I have never cared about the etiquette of ordinary people, please rise."

"Thank you, True Lord."

That's what he said, but no one agreed. They thanked him respectfully, then straightened up, bowed their heads slightly, and pretended to listen.

True Lord Qingping nodded in satisfaction and said:

"I recently had a brief conversation with the Myriad Beasts True Lord of the 'Three Paths Spirit Ruins.' Once the matters of the 'Martial World' are settled, you may accompany the Myriad Beasts True Lord to the 'Twelve Heavenly Immortal Alliance.' All expenses incurred during the journey will be borne by me."

"Thank you, True Lord."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Dragon Slayer and the others lit up, and they bowed and thanked him once more.

Qingping Zhenjun nodded, his hand resting on his sword, his words filled with chilling intent: "The extent to which I can divide the 'Martial World' next depends on you all. Do not disappoint me..."

"I will not disappoint the True Lord."

Everyone responded in unison, and by the time they stood up, True Monarch Qingping had already vanished.

"I've long wanted to see the Noble Phantasm of Gensokyo, so I'll go first..."

Among the crowd, a dashing young man, his eyes gleaming with excitement, stepped through the bronze gate and disappeared.

The people next to them exchanged bewildered glances. A woman in a bright red palace dress, with a charming face, said with a strange expression, "Could it be that Fenghou went to find... that treasure from before?"

The young man standing to the side, who always had a faint smile on his face, chuckled and said, "It's alright, he'll behave himself after dying once..."

A middle-aged man in a golden robe, with blond hair and an imposing demeanor, said, "What if we were imprisoned like the sect leader?...

"He's just unlucky."

A burly man with a wild beard and bronze skin grinned, his gaze fixed on the person shrouded in white mist, and asked:

"Senior Sister Bai Ze, shall we set some rules? Together or...?"

The others all turned their gazes toward the person shrouded in white mist, namely, Bai Ze Zhenren.

Let's go together.

Bai Ze's gaze swept over where Zhanlong Zhenren and Hanming Zhenren were, and after a moment's thought, he said, "We are weaker, so let's settle on one state for now."

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Nine-Headed Immortal, Golden Roc Immortal, Fallen Cloud Immortal, Dead Soul Immortal, Flower-Gathering Immortal, and Sword Maiden Immortal all nodded in agreement.

After speaking, the Sword Maiden Zhenren Li Zhen, whose body was shrouded in a faint spiritual light, suddenly said, "Let's invite 'Yinming'. He has close ties with the 'Martial World' and is even stronger. With him around, it will be easier for us to conquer the outer realms..."

"The Underworld..."

The group was taken aback, then their eyes turned somewhat strange.

Lianhua gently smoothed her hair and said with a faint smile, "Sister Lizhen is absolutely right. 'Yinming' has been in the 'Martial World' for several months and is familiar with the situation. With him here, we'll know where to begin."

These words were spoken.

The Nine-Headed Immortal and the others found it even stranger.

Although both of them used the word "yinming," they clearly meant different things.

"you…"

Li Zhen was surrounded by spiritual light, and was about to say something when he was impatiently interrupted by Bai Ze Zhenren.

"Don't make a fuss, just invite them all in."

"Yes, Senior Sister Bai Ze."

Lianhua's smile deepened. She obediently agreed, then glanced defiantly at Li Zhen. With light, graceful steps, she appeared before Zhu Yu, who had just finished greeting Zhanlong Zhenren. She looked him over and said with a smile:

"Junior Brother Yinming, how about joining forces with us to attack the 'Martial World'?..."

Zhu Yu was taken aback, then came to her senses, thought for a moment, and nodded with a smile, "Since Senior Sister has invited me, I dare not refuse."

"Heh, she's got a sweet tongue, unlike some people..."

Lianhua chuckled, glanced at Lizhen out of the corner of her eye, and then led Zhuyu to the front of the crowd.

"Yinming greets all senior brothers and sisters..."

Zhu Yu dared not be negligent and took the lead in paying his respects.

"You're too kind, Junior Brother Yinming."

The Nine-Headed Immortal and the others did not dare to underestimate him and returned the greeting with smiles.

Master Bai Ze nodded slightly and said, "Junior Brother, could you please provide some information about the 'Martial World'?"

Zhu Yu hesitated for a moment, then said, "The martial world..."

Just as he was about to introduce them to the group.

Li Zhen, formerly known as "Yinming Zhenren" and now "Wuming Zhenren", came to the crowd.

"Senior Sister Bai Ze, fellow junior brothers..."

He nodded slightly to Bai Ze and the others, his gaze falling on Zhu Yu. Sensing the aura emanating from him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly said, "You must be Junior Brother Yin Ming, right?..."

Zhu Yu looked in the direction of the voice and, upon seeing the person, immediately recognized them. Without any embarrassment, he cupped his hands and said:

"This junior greets the Lord of the Manor."

The title "Lord of the Manor" startled Lu Changsheng. He snapped out of his daze, stared at him for a few moments, and then suddenly laughed:

"Not bad, not bad, you're very good. Just call me Senior Brother Lu..."

"Senior Brother Lu."

Zhu Yushun called out.

Lu Changsheng nodded in satisfaction and said nothing more.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, Lianhua Zhenren pursed his lips in boredom, shifted his attention from Zhu Yu, and focused his gaze on Li Zhen and Lu Changsheng, lost in thought.

Nine Beasts, Falling Cloud, and Golden Roc Master nodded inwardly. If the two of them were to quarrel over their "addresses," they really wouldn't know whether to watch the show or try to break them up.

Zhu Yu? Not familiar with him.

Lu Changsheng? He has already established himself as the head of the family, and although they belong to the same sect, they are no longer on the same path.

However, the Dead Soul True Man, who had a long-standing feud with Lu Changsheng, remained unusually silent after Lu's appearance.

Unaware of what others were thinking, Zhu Yu continued the conversation, recounting all the information he knew about the "Martial World."

a long time.

Master Bai Ze made the final decision: "We will conquer Yongzhou." He paused, then added, "We will decide whether to conquer other states based on the situation at that time."

"Yes."

Everyone responded in unison.

Without further ado, they conjured up bronze doors, stepped inside, and left "Qingping Spirit Ruins".

Zhu Yu didn't rush to leave. He stepped closer to Cang Hai and the other two and asked, "I'm planning to join forces with Senior Sister Bai Ze and the others to attack Yongzhou again. What about you? Would you like to come along?..."

"good."

The three men's eyes lit up. This was clearly an opportunity to earn credit simply by following behind the big boss, so why wouldn't they agree? They nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"Let's go."

Zhu Yu nodded slightly to the three of them, manifested the bronze gate, left Qingping Spirit Ruins, and entered the "Martial Realm".

The border of Yanzhou.

As soon as Zhu Yu and the other three appeared, Master Bai Ze turned his head and looked at them. His gaze swept over Cang Hai and the other two, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he asked:

"Those of us who have come here are all demigods, without any blood relatives or relatives. Does 'Junior Brother Yinming' have any blood relatives or relatives? Are there enough to serve as anchor points for a True Lord's domain to invade a state in the mortal world?..."

"Don't worry, senior sister."

Zhu Yu nodded, and with a slight thought, the bronze door appeared.

Hong Youfu, Qiao Heyong, Yao Ye, Jing, Meng, Xue Nu, and Xiao Yu emerged one after another. Immediately afterwards, a large amount of spiritual light burst forth from it, falling in all directions and manifesting as "Tu Yu Ren" wielding weapons.

Just a moment later.

The plains were densely packed with "trolls," and a glance revealed no fewer than three million of them.

Master Bai Ze's gaze lingered on the Dark Elf Dream for a moment, then turned to the "Fish-Man" and nodded:

"It's a bit little, but it's about enough..."

Nine Heads, Pity Flower, Falling Cloud, and Dead Soul looked at Hong Youfu and the others standing behind Zhu Yu with surprise in their eyes. Seven second-level experts were nothing to them; it was just a matter of a few slaps.

However, Zhu Yu was able to cultivate seven second-tier individuals in a short period of time. In particular, the potential of these second-tier individuals was not that of ordinary second-tier individuals, which was quite remarkable.

They had inquired and found out that Zhu Yu didn't have any special background or connections...

With this in mind, the group looked at Zhu Yu with more affection and became more talkative.

"This is a 'Fishman,' right? Although it belongs to the lower rank, its reproductive ability is very strong, making it a very good bloodline sub-selection."

"More than that, ordinary 'Fishman' bloodlines can't produce elite 'Fishmen,' and who knows, they might even give birth to king-level 'Fishmen' in the future..."

"..."

The group chatted amongst themselves.

It clearly reveals a close relationship with Zhu Yu.

"Fortunately, they are indeed good at reproducing..."

"It would be great to have more elite 'Foamer' artists, but I wouldn't dare hope for a 'Foamer King'..."

Zhu Yu also wanted to make several friends, and would occasionally chime in with flattery.

As for the "Tuyu King" mentioned by Zhuiyun Zhenren, he is a "Tuyu Man" who possesses a royal seal. He is born with the ability to command "Tuyu Man" and often possesses extraordinary special magic, with exceptional potential.

If a royal family is born from a "Tuyuren" tribe, the probability of the "Tuyuren" tribe reproducing and producing elites will greatly increase under the influence of the royal bloodline.

thus.

A "king" of any race is extremely valuable...

"Walk."

Master Bai Ze interrupted the others, stepping into the high heavens, his target the capital of Yongzhou.

Nine Heads, Golden Roc Immortal, Lu Changsheng, and others followed closely behind.

Zhu Yu instructed Hong Youfu and others to drive the "Tuyu people" to occupy the county territory, while he followed with Cang Hai and the other two.

Traveling along the way.

He noticed that Bai Ze Zhenren and the others were very cautious, not daring to enter the area covered by the "Martial World" Great Will, but following the "Tu Yu Ren" and always staying under the blue sky.

Because of the previous massacre.

The "Fishmen" initially encountered no resistance and easily conquered large swathes of territory.

This prompted everyone to praise Zhu Yu once again.

Many said he had grasped the essence of conquering the alien spirit realm.

Even the usually taciturn Bai Ze Zhenren fully affirmed this behavior.

However, it didn't last long.

The "trolls" who had been sailing smoothly all along finally encountered obstacles.

Zhu Yu also met the people who made him taste the bitterness of death again: "Green-eyed Demon" Wanyan Hong and "Black Serpent" Yang Jiu.

Baiya County, Luan County.

"Blue-eyed Demon" Wanyan Hong and "Black Serpent" Yang Jiu, flanking Qin Qi, glanced at the surging "Fish People" below, looked up at the sky, and shouted:

"You wicked scoundrel, I knew your wicked heart would never die."

After speaking, the two of them stepped into the air, followed by nearly a hundred people who also rose into the air, including martial artists at the Dao Fruit Realm and those at the Golden Body Realm.

below.

The soldiers of Yongzhou Prefecture filed out of the city gate, with the outermost group carrying swords and shields, and the inner group consisting of skilled archers, marching slowly in formation.

soon.

The two sides met, one side with blue skies and the other with azure skies. Without any words, they immediately took action.

below.

Unlike the initial encounter where the "Tuyu people" were easily defeated by the Yongzhou soldiers, the "Tuyu people" have now been practicing the "Golden Knife Formation" for half a year. Although they still do not know how to form the formation, they know what it means to have a large number of people. They gather together and, just like in their daily practice, draw their knives and clash.

And in the air.

The fierce fighting quickly escalated to a fever pitch.

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