In Cangxi Prefecture, on the top of a barren mountain in the East Palace of the Ming Dynasty, surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, there is a mysterious altar.

Several elderly monks gathered here, looking a little restless.

"What happened in Wangjiacun?"

An old man wearing a purple robe with six bloody stars embroidered on the chest asked in a deep voice.

Another six-star old man was also quite uneasy: "We lost two four-star envoys one after another, and even the local propaganda ambassador was killed. Could it be that we have provoked some powerful enemy?"

"I told you a long time ago that something happened in Baiyue Kingdom, and all of us must be careful. But you still want to expand. Sure enough, you have hit a brick wall, right?"

"You put it lightly, if the sect doesn't expand, will thousands of disciples of the sect just drink from the northwest wind?"

Several old men were talking incessantly, each holding his own opinion, and soon they were blushing. At this time, a voice suddenly came from the air: "Stop arguing, I just asked Pan Chengfeng to explain the story in detail. They did meet a person."

A powerful opponent, young but unfathomable in strength, possessing many high-grade magical weapons, and claiming to be a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect."

Several six-star elders looked at each other: "Spirit Sword Sect?"

"Have you heard of this sect?"

"Rather, among the Spirit Sword Sects I have heard of, which one can teach that kind of disciple? He possesses many high-grade magic weapons... Our Seven Star Sect has been operating for many years, and only the Six Star Elders have such financial resources, right?

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A relatively calm elder analyzed: "At least in Cangxi Prefecture, there are five sects named Lingjian Sect, four of which are trivial fish sects, and the leader barely has a foundation.

In terms of cultivation, the disciples are even worse and they are not good at all. There is another one in Shan Lun Kingdom, which is about the same size as our Seven Star Sect. The leader seems to be in the Xudan realm. It is unbelievable to say that he can cultivate a genius disciple.

, but not impossible.”

"Is it the Spirit Sword Sect of the Shan Lun Kingdom? You are really lucky to meet a genius disciple... Nowadays, all the good talents are basically monopolized by the sects of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. It is becoming more and more difficult for us retail investors to survive, alas.

, have all been reduced to the point of going to the barren mountains and ridges to develop their power."

"Okay, what's the use of complaining now? Those cultivating sects of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance are above the top and look down on us casual cultivators at all. Even their artificial spiritual roots are much higher than our seven-star spiritual roots. We

These six-star elders will spend most of their lives as outer disciples in their sect, or even as handymen, so they might as well pull them out and work alone."

"Speaking of which, don't you think the words Spirit Sword Sect sound familiar?"

"What's so surprising? This is one of the names in the world of immortality that's so bad, right?"

"No, I mean, it seems that the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has the Five Ultimate Sects, which are the five top sects. One of them is called the Spirit Sword Sect. Do you think that disciple could be..."

Before they finished speaking, several elders felt a chill rising from their backs.

At this time, the voice in mid-air hesitated slightly: "...No way? How could such a superior sect have any contact with us? And if we really offended a disciple of that sect, we would have said something bad.

It’s over, either being refined into a blood bead of all spirits, or simply being made into a pancake and eaten, hehe, it’s very scary.”

"Master, it's not that exaggerated, right? There's no murderous revenge, so it won't be..."

The voice in the air sneered: "Will the Five Jue of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance reason with you? If it really offends its disciples, the elders of the sect will come to you immediately. In the past few years, the disciples of Junhuang Mountain were out and about.

While wandering around, I fell in love with a female cultivator, but in the end, another disciple from a high-ranking sect fought for her love. The disciple from Junhuang Mountain was young and had low cultivation, so he couldn't compete with her. After being beaten, he returned to the mountain in embarrassment. Originally, this kind of situation

The matter is not a big deal in the world of immortality, but Junhuang Mountain sent three Yuanying elders down the mountain that day to help the disciples regain their position. It is said that the high-ranking sect was almost wiped out by Junhuang Mountain... You can imagine those big sects

What kind of faces are they talking about? Now that we can still talk to each other properly, the boy from Wangjiacun should not be a disciple of an overly prominent sect."

An elder proposed enthusiastically: "In this case, we might as well send people to capture his relatives and force him to be used by us."

The elder next to him sneered: "Are you looking for death?"

"Didn't the leader say it? He may not have any background."

"Why do we need background? Isn't it enough for him alone? He can kill two of our four-star messengers when he is less than fifteen years old. If you give him a few more years, it will be easy for him to single-handedly destroy our entire clan!"

"It's not that scary. Don't scare yourself."

"Hey, in recent years, how many sects like ours, Seven Star Sect, have been single-handedly wiped out by a genius boy? Many elite disciples of sects like to train with sects like ours!"

Seeing that the elders were about to quarrel again, a voice in the air said helplessly: "That's enough, stop arguing."

"Then, Master, in your opinion, what should we do?"

"... Let's just wait and see what happens. Our people will withdraw from Wangjiacun. There is nothing wrong with being cautious at this time."

"Withdraw?

"But we have been operating in Wangjia Village for more than two years! That village is a rare place with rich spiritual energy, which is very beneficial to spiritual practice!"

"That's right. Even though Cangxi Prefecture is big, the Cave Heaven Paradise has basically been taken over by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. Wangjia Village... that's really rare!"

"That's enough. Don't I know what you are saying? But now is not the time to covet the paradise of heaven and earth. Practice and practice. You can only practice if you save your life. But it doesn't mean to give up on Wangjiacun. As I said, just wait and see what happens. If

If everything goes well, maybe we won't need to take action and the matter will be solved naturally."

"No need for us to take action? What does that mean?"

On the other side, with his low-level Qi training, he bravely defeated two high-level Qi training monks from the Seven Star Sect, and took away a certain eloquent ambassador. However, Wang Lu failed to do anything for the village.

Win back the peace of the past.

Of course, this is not unexpected at all. The door has been destroyed, and happiness will never come back... It makes sense.

Wang Lu once wanted to solve the problem at the minimum cost, but unfortunately he could not avoid the killing in the end.

One of the two four-star envoys was dead and the other was injured, the preaching ambassador had his tongue cut out, and no body was left intact... The Seven-Star Sect quickly withdrew its power from Wangjiacun, but what was left behind was a mess.

After two years of operation, the power of the Seven Star Sect has long been deeply rooted in Wangjiacun, and the theory that everyone can become an immortal has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. With the withdrawal of the Seven Star Sect, people suddenly felt that the path to immortality was cut off, and they felt sad.

The culprit was undoubtedly Wang Lu, who left the village more than two years ago to seek immortality, but was possessed by a demon. For a time, countless secret curses gathered into his body.

"Oh, this is why good people are not rewarded."

Facing the early morning sunshine, Wang Lu lay leisurely in the yard, holding the egg-filled pancakes that his mother had just made in his hands, biting them gently, feeling very leisurely.

On the other side of the yard, Mr. Wang was clumsily performing a set of boxing exercises that Wang Lu had taught him. They were said to be the body-building boxing techniques of the Immortal Family, which can prolong life.

Originally, Mr. Wang was too lazy to practice. Extending his life was not as important as sleeping in in the morning. Unfortunately, he couldn't resist his wife's urging, so he had to go to bed early and get up early every day. His feelings were extremely complicated.

And when he heard his son complain, Mr. Wang was helpless: "The villagers have also been deceived, don't blame them."

"Don't worry, we are also Xian family monks, so we won't get serious with the lower Liba people... But if we continue like this, this village will almost be unable to survive.'

As Wang Lu spoke, he looked up at the sky. There were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky. It was a rare good weather. However... in the eyes of the monk Konglinggen, he could see an increasingly withered and yellow color.

This time, it was not caused by external forces, but the village itself, which was rotten.

One of the immortals of the Seven Star Sect was dead and one was injured, and the preaching ambassador was even dead with his tongue minced. Logically speaking, it should be able to frighten the ignorant villagers.

However, just as Wang Lu expected, after the killings, they were filled with fear, resentment, and doubly ignorant. The villagers cursed the devil for his wreaking havoc, deeply believing that Wang Lu had ruined the bright future for the whole village of Wangjia Village, where chickens and dogs could ascend to heaven.

Then... I just hope that God will open his eyes and a thunderstorm will strike him, or that a higher-level immortal from the Seven Star Gate will come down to earth and take Wang Lu under his wing. Then he will continue to spread the immortality in the village.

In short, although the people from the Seven Star Gate are missing, the situation has not improved at all.

"This village is hopeless." Wang Lu concluded mockingly.

"Let's think of a way." Mr. Wang wiped his sweat, "Don't you claim to be the True Successor of the Five Ultimate Masters? If you can't solve the problems of a small village, what kind of True Succession are you?

"Dad, you are biased. Our true successor is not here to be a close sister to the ignorant villagers. If someone is willing to die stupidly, why should I stop him? My sword is only for fighting strong enemies!"

"Come on, you just don't want to take care of it." Mr. Wang said angrily, "Didn't you say that this trip down the mountain is a training mission for the sect? Just treat this as a training mission. In fact, it is very simple to solve this problem.

As long as you can get those scammers to come and admit the scam, the villagers will have no choice no matter how reluctant they are to believe it.

Wang Lu was stunned for a moment: "Yes, this idea is feasible, but..."

"The next question is, where can I find that group of liars? They have been scared by my reputation and fled three thousand miles, right? And it is a small-scale gang after all, and the leader may have someone above Foundation Establishment.

I may not be able to handle my cultivation alone."

Mr. Wang finished the last punch and replied breathlessly: "What you want to do is your own business. Your father and I are just an ordinary mortal. If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Wang Lu then said "Oh" and lay back on the recliner, rocking squeakingly.

At this time, Mrs. Sui came out of the house with a pot of tea and a sweat towel. Seeing that her husband was practicing seriously, she smiled gently.

While Mr. Wang lamented that he had a good wife at home, he remembered something: "By the way, you have practiced in Lingjian Mountain for so long, and you should have made friends. If not, just ask your friends to help."

"...Friend?" Wang Lu frowned deeply when he heard this.

"So that's it. I'm going back to the mountains in the next two days to find some friends who can fight to help me. You two must protect yourselves.'

That night, Wang Lu made a decision to say goodbye to his parents for the time being and go back to the mountain to capture a few young men.

At the same time, in order to ensure safety, he used flowing cloud silk to set up a super simple formation around the courtyard. Because he did not study it deliberately, it was almost at the level of a layman, but it was enough to deal with ordinary villagers.

As for the Seven Star Sect’s counterattack...

"Liang Qiu, I'll leave the family to you."

"...I will do my best."

"Well, I also know that it is a bit overwhelming to let a weapon spirit with nine layers of seals fight alone, so... when it's time to self-destruct, just self-destruct, don't feel bad.

"Of course you don't feel bad anymore! I feel bad, okay!"

"Women are meant for pain..."

After saying goodbye to his parents, Wang Lu galloped over the mountains and ridges all the way, faster than when he came. It only took him two days to return to Lingjian Mountain, running as fast as a dead dog.
To be continued...