Nanshui Land, Seven Sons Immortal Sect.

At this moment, there is quite a feeling that a storm is coming and the city is about to be destroyed.

A demon that has returned to the eighth level of virtual reality has the position of a vanguard general in the Dragon Palace, but now it has attracted the attention of many Bai Yujing monks.

They sat quietly in the cave.

My mind gradually became a little wandering.

The heart of cultivation, which had been silent for countless years, is now faintly stirring.

Behind every figure sitting cross-legged, there is a jaw-dropping past, and the reputation of Tianjiao is endlessly spread among the disciples.

But under the false name, there are Taoist hearts that have been withered for thousands of years and can no longer bear the torture.

"..."

A white robe with gold threads flew across the sky, but it had not yet landed on the Lingyun relief.

Wei Yuanzhou felt that dense spiritual consciousness was shrouding him, and the malice in it was almost undisguised.

His face turned cold and he slowly looked back.

At the moment when their consciousnesses came into contact, those prying eyes suddenly disappeared by 90%.

The remaining ones have much less malice, just a little curiosity.

Wei Yuanzhou quietly stepped into the light curtain.

The moment his figure disappeared, whispers suddenly sounded from each of the Tao cards, all of them complaining to the people they trusted.

"As long as he is a good person, we are all evil people."

"How can we tell whether Sect Master Shen is qualified to take charge of this treasure land without going through hardships?"

"Senior Brother Yuanzhou, could it be that he wants to train Shen Yigui to become the second senior Xuanqing!"

"Before inheriting the Lingyun treasure land, you really treat yourself as the sect leader. I don't know what to say. Let's just take charge of the seven sects together. From now on, the seven sons of Nanhong will be named Wei!"

Obviously, these monks were disappointed that they could not wait for Shen Yi to ask for help.

Not only was such a good opportunity missed.

Wei Yuanzhou's appearance in the sect this time gave others the impression that he was a supporter of the Nanyang Sect, and even made others think that the Lingyun Sect would help protect the Nanyang vassal.

With this going, it is almost certain that Shen Yi will hold on until the Seventh Son Conference is held.

What they expected was like a mirror in the mirror, but it never came to fruition.

But the ideas of these people obviously cannot affect Wei Yuanzhou.

He returned to Lingyun Sect, stepped into the Patriarch's Hall without haste, and stood in front of the statue with his hands down.

"How about it? Does he accept your love?" The eyes of the tall patriarch statue flickered.

Wei Yuanzhou first bowed and saluted, then stood up straight and said seriously: "This matter has nothing to do with Yuanzhou, it is all the work of Sect Master Shen."

"..."

Hearing these words, the Patriarch's statue obviously pondered for a moment, and then said in slight surprise: "You mean he already has the strength to defeat that seawater python?"

It can change the voice of a giant in the Hedao realm.

Even if it was just because he was facing his closest disciple, it was enough to express his views on the matter.

"Returning to the Void is at the fifth level of cultivation, and the Heavenly Palace is at the fourth level. He has mastered two types of spiritual techniques. Among them, the type of spiritual formation has reached the level of Xiaocheng and has the qualifications of senior Xuan Qing." Wei Yuanzhou sighed.

"This is where we are." The statue of the Patriarch chuckled: "Until Xuan Qing broke through the ninth level of returning to the void, it was a heavenly palace. Even in the most difficult stage of returning to the void and consummating it, all of them were first-grade Dao pillars, creating a three-level immortal palace.

, it made old guys like me jealous at first."

"He came out of the abyss. Senior Xuan Qing was held in the palm of Nanyang Sect Master." Wei Yuanzhou raised his eyes slightly, not afraid of offending Xuan Qing, because he himself was the same.

As a direct descendant of the sect leader, he does not enjoy the same treatment as other monks.

It would be an understatement to say they are worlds apart.

"That's all." Lingyun Sect Leader didn't mean to get too entangled in this matter. After reaching the Hedao realm, they rarely paid attention to the process, but paid more attention to the results.

The path of spiritual practice is endlessly changing, and there is no way to rely on human power to plan it.

There are no future Hedao monks.

If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, you acted like that just now." The statue of the Patriarch sighed with emotion and lowered his eyes.

"Why should I be afraid of a group of young people?" Wei Yuanzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled sarcastically: "Is it possible that Yuanzhou is afraid that others will look at me more? Do they dare to come in front of me and make noise?"

When the master and apprentice were chatting.

One after another figures came back from outside, heading towards the six immortal sects respectively.

They quickly entered a certain cave and hurriedly told everything they had seen before.

Almost at the same time, the Taoist cards of these six major immortal sects were filled with the name Shen Yi.

Things such as the Celestial Palace and spiritual magic gradually changed the expressions of the figures in the cave.

"..."

Among them, those who have been paying attention to the existence of Nanyang Sect are rarely confused at this moment.

The information they collected from beginning to end is right in front of them, but they don't add up in any way.

Each letter seems to be talking about a single monk, and now these spies tell themselves that these are all the same person?!

absurd!

Qingyue Sect, inside the Bamboo Tower.

Liu Shiqian looked at the two Tao cards on the table. One of them was silent, but the other one was flashing.

Elder Chi Yang put away his own one and glanced at it teasingly: "You are really disliked by thousands of people now. No one wants to talk to you about such lively things."

However, Liu Shiqian did not respond, as if he was deep in thought.

"What?" Elder Chi Yang's eyes were full of curiosity, and he sat up straight: "The young man you are optimistic about is growing so fast that it has shocked all seven of them, but you are pretending to be serious?"

Hearing this, Liu Shiqian closed his eyes: "What will happen if they find that there is nothing they can do?"

"Of course you should calm down and calm down. If you can't, go to retreat and calm down. Just pretend that there is no such thing as Nanyang Treasure Land." Elder Chi Yang could figure out this group of comrades without having to listen to the voices coming from the Taoist tablets.

After all, they all have the same predicament.

"What about the rest?" Liu Shiqian opened his eyes with a solemn expression.

"The rest..." Elder Chi Yang's face froze slightly, and then he also lowered his voice: "Take a desperate risk and risk your life?"

To be honest, not every monk can be as calm as before, especially those who have experienced the glory of the world, including Bai Yujing who risked his life.

One more fight... doesn't seem to matter.

What on earth are the six sect leaders thinking? Could it be that after joining the Tao, they really think of themselves as immortals?

What to say, let nature take its course.

If there is a fight between roommates, it cannot be suppressed casually.

…

Nanyang Sect.

Shen Yi didn't know when she had returned to the mountain peak.

[Behead the Gray Lin Anaconda in the Return to Void Realm, have a total lifespan of 198,000 years, and have a remaining lifespan of 152,000 years, and the absorption is complete]

[Remaining demon lifespan: 379,000 years]

This is the first aquatic demon with the name of "Tianjiao" that Shen Yi has encountered.

But judging from this total lifespan, the opponent is not even as good as Young Master Jinque. It is indeed stronger than ordinary demons, but compared with its reputation, its bloodline is obviously a hindrance.

Fake?

Shen Yi pondered for a moment and suddenly thought of another possibility.

Among monsters, there is probably also a concept of understanding. After all, I have encountered monsters like Qingqiu Fox who rely on their brains to survive.

Think of this.

Shen Yi no longer hesitated and condensed the holding stone first as before, and then began to use longevity energy to gather the origin of demons.

This monster has probably experienced a lot, and his will is relatively stable, which is exactly the opposite of other monsters.

He is more than 40,000 years old, but it took five pieces of demonic origin to completely reshape him.

"Cross the sea to see my Lord."

The great anaconda demon still looked like a young man in silver armor and bowed respectfully to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi was not in a hurry to put it into the holding stone. Anyway, there was only one second-grade holding stone left, which was not enough for six pillars, so there was no need to rush.

He looked sideways: "Which one are you better at, spiritual formation or fist technique?"
To be continued...