Chapter 610: Teaching Without Discrimination

The "Sixty Years of Sweeping Away Demons" began again.

It was just that this time, the timing was advanced, and the fuse that caused the righteous-demonic war to start early was precisely the battle of Donghai City; in just one month, the flames of war had swept through half of Taihua Continent.

At this time.

A barrier appeared on a desolate snowy plain in the northern territory of the Yu Kingdom.

Outside the barrier was a world of ice and snow, while inside the barrier was lush green grass, filled with cave dwellings opened up by cultivators.

In the center of the barrier, there was a palace.

A total of seven figures sat within, their auras profound.

All were in the Dao Body Realm.

Huofeng Xianzi Qingluan walked into the great hall: "Wan Fadian bullies us in Bai Yujing by having no one, so we must let them know pain."

Hearing this.

The seven people in the hall all had their eyes fixed.

Among these people, half were experts from the Twelve Towers and Wucheng of Bai Yujing; Wan Fadian attacking Donghai City was a slap in the face to Bai Yujing, and as cultivators of the Twelve Towers and Wucheng, they naturally had to get back at them.

Three hundred miles outside this city.

Was the Jietian Mountain.

In the Yu Kingdom, it was generally referred to as the Northern Polar Demonic Sect, which was a lower sect of Wan Fadian.

Coincidentally, this Northern Polar Demonic Sect happened to be the inheritance of True Person Miejue, naturally becoming the target of this "Sixty Years of Sweeping Away Demons."

Without giving the others a chance to speak.

Huofeng Xianzi Qingluan pointed to four of them: "You four, follow me out of the city; you, and you, stay in the city and cooperate with Fellow Daoist Changqing to guard the main camp."

"Yes."

The seven stood up in unison and agreed.

Subsequently.

Huofeng Xianzi Qingluan stood up very decisively, and then took the four people in the hall and a thousand cultivators to leave the city.

Li Rui watched the crowd leaving the barrier and shook his head with a smile.

Having a superior like Huofeng Xianzi Qingluan who led from the front was a great blessing.

"Amitabha, this poor monk will return to his cave dwelling first."

A young monk recited a Buddhist mantra and then turned to leave.

This person came from the Xuanfa Temple and had come to assist in exterminating the Northern Polar Demonic Sect; he was also one of the three people left to guard the main camp.

As for the other person.

It was a young male cultivator from Bai Yujing, a rare core disciple; coming to the Northern Plains this time was considered training.

Seeing the young monk leave.

The male cultivator named He Pingyu looked at Li Rui with a grin: "Fellow Daoist Changqing, young and promising; I have heard of your feat of fighting six great demonic cultivators alone, and I admire it extremely."

Li Rui just shook his head with a smile.

The person before him could truly be called "young and promising."

Don't be deceived by the appearance of the two.

He Pingyu was actually nearly three hundred years old, but he just looked young.

In terms of age, Li Rui would still have to call him a senior.

Seeing Li Rui remain silent, He Pingyu still had a cynical look: "Fellow Daoist Changqing, I heard you are a local of this Jin Ting Small Continent; you must be very familiar with the Ten Thousand Mountains?"

Li Rui narrowed his eyes slightly.

He laughed inwardly.

Sure enough.

As the saying goes, if there is no reason to offer favors, it is either treacherous or thieving.

Even if it wasn't treacherous or thieving, there must be some scheme; this He Pingyu was clearly concerned about the Immortal Tomb.

The Immortal Tomb was buried with an existence above a Dao Lord.

Such a great tomb.

Anyone who heard of it would be tempted.

It was only because it had become the exclusive property of the three great immortal sects that the Ten Thousand Mountains were not already overcrowded.

Li Rui: "Actually, I am not very clear either; such existences are not something we can touch."

"Also true."

He Pingyu laughed loudly, looking like he was heartless.

Afterward.

He Pingyu chatted with Li Rui for a good while before leaving.

Li Rui watched his back, sneering in his heart.

They were all old turtles who had lived for hundreds of years; why pretend to be young? Once they reached the Dao Body Realm, there were few who were truly pure-hearted.

He Pingyu's words were all probing for news about the Immortal Tomb.

Finally, he left with no interest because he couldn't get any useful information from Li Rui. It wasn't that Li Rui wouldn't say; he really didn't know.

The Immortal Tomb was guarded by three Soul Transformation Old Ancestors, who were all helpless, let alone him.

The only thing he knew was perhaps that a corner of the Immortal Court was hidden inside.

But such things could naturally not be spoken of to outsiders.

Li Rui walked around the barrier.

This barrier was created by several array masters working together, and he himself was not low in his attainments in array formation.

After walking around, he went to find those array masters.

After doing all this.

He instructed Nie Siming and the others to set up defenses.

Guarding the home was a technical job.

If they waited until the enemy had killed their way into the base camp before preparing, everything would be lost; the fine work must be done in peacetime.

Only then could they deal with crises.

It was late at night.

Li Rui then returned to his room.

He sat cross-legged.

Cultivating earnestly.

If one looked inward at his body, one could see an immortal tower standing in an immortal hall, the tower tall, immortal light flickering, extremely extraordinary.

His Dao foundation had already reached eighty-eight feet and nine inches.

It was extremely close to the ninety feet of the late Dao Body Realm.

Such rapid speed was thanks to the demonic cultivators who besieged him in Donghai City that night.

He devoured two Dao Body Realm spirit fetuses.

The spiritual energy contained within was naturally incomparably vast, which allowed him to cultivate without any scruples, and his progress was naturally a thousand miles a day.

At most one month.

He would be able to achieve the late Dao Body Realm.

And then he could attempt the Heaven-Human Realm.

Li Rui had no ripples in his heart about this, because he knew that one cannot be overly ambitious; one must walk step by step steadily to truly reach the highest heights.

Above the Northern Polar Holy Mountain, a towering pitch-black great hall stood.

There were several people in the hall.

There was an old Daoist with a crane's hair and a child's face, a young man emitting black Qi, a charming young woman, and even an old monk reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Such a scene.

It did not live up to Wan Fadian's name of "teaching without discrimination."

The Sect Master of the Northern Polar Immortal Sect, Sima Mo, stood obediently at the end, as if he were the guest.

Who told the Northern Polar Immortal Sect to be just a lower sect.

And as everyone knew.

In an immortal sect, the Sect Master is often not the strongest person; the Xueying Laozu is.

He, the Sect Master, was just a spokesperson for these old monsters in the hall to handle worldly affairs; his power was not small on weekdays, but at critical moments, he actually couldn't get a word in.

"That crazy woman Qingluan is truly powerful."

The young man emitting black Qi said somewhat irritably.

It was he who went down the mountain today to fight Huofeng Xianzi Qingluan.

Originally, he thought Huofeng Xianzi Qingluan had just entered the Heaven-Human Realm and was not to be feared, but he didn't expect her to be fierce to an unimaginable degree; he was defeated extremely cleanly, and his natal profound weapon was damaged.

Among the five great Heaven-Human experts in the hall, he was the most excited when mentioning Huofeng Xianzi Qingluan.

Yet he heard the young woman give a charming smile: "Sister Qingluan."

Her eyes were filled with greed.

This young woman cultivated the art of dual cultivation; the world only thought that men and women could dual-cultivate, not knowing that this view was too narrow.

Where does dual cultivation need to distinguish between men and women?

It's all the same.

Looking at the strange phenomenon in the hall, the old monk finally couldn't help it anymore and recited a Buddhist name.

"Amitabha."

"Everyone, don't forget, our true purpose for coming here."

"Being able to obtain a trace of good fortune from the Immortal Tomb is enough for us to break through on the spot; do not alert the enemy."

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