Chapter 867

The news about the Luo Tian Sect holding a Core Formation Ceremony for Qu Qu Lingjun did not just spread within the Luo Tian Region.

This news was received one after another by many forces that were paying attention to the Luo Tian Sect's movements.

After all, Luo Chen deliberately extended the time by half a year in order to recall the Luo Tian Sect cultivators scattered everywhere.

In half a year, with the communication speed of high-level cultivators in the cultivation world, they could already inquire clearly about the relevant situation.

In the Piaomiao Region adjacent to the Luo Tian Region, Gu Hong was talking in a low voice with someone.

"Qi Qi Shixiong Lin Yonghua, is my sect really gone?"

Lin Lin Yonghua's expression was desolate, and he even had a look of despair on his face.

"It is indeed gone; I went to the edge of Mingyuan myself, and what I saw was a scene of thunder and fire intertwined and Ming water surging."

"The senior brothers in Shangyou Immortal City also didn't survive."

Gu Hong swallowed his saliva, "What about the Elder Dongyang Sect? Didn't you go to ask about the situation?"

Lin Lin Yonghua shook his head, "How dare I go? Don't you know that the Ancestor Tianyuan Dao Sect has already begun to touch the Eastern Wasteland? That Elder Dongyang Sect was the first to surrender and rely on them."

"How dare they!"

Gu Hong cursed, stood up, and paced constantly in the secret room.

"Back then, the Elder Dongyang Sect received so many benefits from my Mingyuan Sect, and every year there were disciples with quotas to enter my Mingyuan Sect for exchange and study. Even that Elder Dongyang Sect Great Elder was able to step into the late-stage Nascent Soul after being enlightened by Old Ancestor Ancestor Tianyuan. Now, they surrendered without a fight and welcomed the enemy Ancestor Tianyuan Dao Sect into the Eastern Wasteland!"

Lin Lin Yonghua's expression was confused, and he muttered: "When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; it's just a common thing."

"Common thing?"

Gu Hong turned his head suddenly, his face full of anger.

"If everyone is like this, then my Mingyuan Sect is truly gone."

Lin Lin Yonghua raised his head blankly, looking up at this short-tempered junior brother.

"What do you want to do?"

"What to do?" Gu Hong asked back, "Don't you want to rebuild the Mingyuan Sect and reproduce the glory of the Holy Land?"

Lin Lin Yonghua pointed at him, "Relying on you?"

Then he pointed at himself, "Relying on me?"

Afterwards, he shook his head, "We are only early-stage Nascent Soul; what ability do we have to reproduce the grand occasion of the Mingyuan Holy Land where a hundred sects came to pay homage!"

The anger on Gu Hong's face was not only not dispelled by his self-abandoning words, but became more surging, and saliva flew between his words.

"My Mingyuan Sect has a big family and a big business; even if the Holy Land is gone and Shangyou City is destroyed, are there no living people?"

"You are one, I am one, and there are Mingyuan disciples scattered everywhere presiding over Mingyuan's worldly affairs."

"Not only that, the Nascent Soul sects that have received benefits from my sect are also everywhere in the Eastern Wasteland; as long as we raise a flag, there will always be people coming to join!"

Lin Lin Yonghua listened to these words, and the confusion on his face gradually disappeared.

But in the end, he was still a bit uninterested.

"They are all mediocre people!"

Yes, in his view, all the people and forces that Junior Brother Gu Hong mentioned were just mediocre people.

If they were talented, would they be sent out by the sect to handle worldly affairs and waste their cultivation time?

It's not like everyone is like Qi Qi Shixiong Ye Ye Lingtian, who could directly preside over major events like the two-clan war after leaving the mountain gate.

If you want to rely on these people to accomplish things, I'm afraid it's wishful thinking.

Gu Hong said angrily: "Senior brother, why are you so self-abandoning? Do you also want to learn from that Elder Dongyang Sect and set up your own mountain gate?"

Lin Lin Yonghua was moved.

However, before he could express that thought, Gu Hong mentioned a name.

"Chongming!"

"Don't forget, Junior Brother Chongming is still alive!"

"He is a personal disciple of Old Ancestor Ancestor Heize, and he received the Alchemy Saint's grace in the Central Plains; now he has realized the true meaning of the Laws and is traveling everywhere. One day, he may not be able to achieve the Soul Transformation realm and recreate Mingyuan!"

Lin Lin Yonghua's expression was shocked, and he remembered that little junior brother.

His talent was indeed extraordinary.

Lin Lin Yonghua mumbled his lips and said: "But, we don't even know where he is now?"

Gu Hong saw his senior brother loosen his mouth, and his anger gradually lessened.

He said calmly: "Therefore, we need to raise a big flag to gather the old troops, let the world know that my Mingyuan Sect has not completely fallen, and at the same time, it can attract Junior Brother Chongming's attention."

Lin Lin Yonghua raised his head and asked: "What are you going to do?"

Gu Hong grinned and smiled grimly.

"Senior brother hasn't been home recently, so maybe you don't know that the neighbor nearby is about to hold a Core Formation Ceremony for the Alchemy Sect's disciple."

"The Holy Land is destroyed, the Alchemy Sect is dead, it should be a time for the world to mourn, but they don't think about missing their ancestors and want to engage in this kind of 'flushing away bad luck' style."

"You say, is it punishable?"

Lin Lin Yonghua frowned, "Are you trying to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, clean up the Luo Tian Sect, and use this to raise the Mingyuan flag again?"

"Exactly!" Gu Hong nodded without hesitation, and his tone changed, "Back then, the Old Ancestor let us leave the Mingyuan Holy Land and come here to establish a family; the purpose was not to branch out, but to let us keep an eye on the Luo Tian Sect. Once the Alchemy Sect had any movements in the Holy Land, we would have to take down the Luo Tian Sect instantly to contain the Alchemy Sect."

"Now that the Alchemy Sect has also been buried with the Mingyuan Sect, I don't think there is any need for this Luo Tian Sect to exist!"

Lin Lin Yonghua nodded, "Indeed, there is no need for it to exist."

The two senior brothers looked at each other and finally reached a tacit understanding.

From beginning to end, they never cared about the Luo Tian Sect's reaction, nor did they consider whether they could take it down.

Even though the strength the Luo Tian Sect showed to the outside world was not weak at all, they never doubted their own strength.

This is the pride of the Holy Land disciples!

As soon as they said it, they immediately gathered their clansmen and disciples and marched north, wanting to send a thick gift for Qu Qu Lingjun's Core Formation Ceremony!

In the Five Elements Region.

That mountain peak, which was shrouded in thick clouds and mist all day long, had already become a forbidden land.

All disciples of the Five Elements God Sect were ordered by Sect Master God Fire True Person not to approach Ancestor Shenyuan Peak.

Everyone just thought that the Sect Master was afraid that they would go to disturb the Supreme Elder's quiet cultivation.

Only God Fire True Person knew that what he was worried about was not this matter.

Even he himself rarely stepped on this mountain.

But this time, he finally had to make a trip personally.

In the unspeakable waiting, the formation on the mountain opened slowly, and he gathered his courage and walked in.

"What's the matter?"

The hoarse voice, with a bit of sinister tone, made people's backs feel cold.

God Fire True Person lowered his head, not daring to look at his senior brother.

He told his senior brother one by one about the things that had happened over the years, especially the major event of the Mingyuan Holy Land being destroyed.

After Shen Yuan heard it, his heart was shocked, and a complex and contradictory aura suddenly vented.

At that moment, God Fire's expression changed drastically; he felt many familiar auras from it.

There were Qi Qi Shixiong Lin Mu's, Junior Sister Qingchi's... even the aura of that guy Ye Motian Old Ghost existed in it.

"What exactly is Qi Qi Shixiong doing?"

After a while, in the cave dwelling, a sinister laugh came out.

"It's good that it's gone!"

"It's good that it's gone!"

"If it weren't for Ancestor Heize ordering us to go to Mount Mount Cangwu twice back then, how could I have ended up like this!"

"That Xixia Yuanjun Sovereign Qixia only left behind a means at the beginning, which made us die and get injured. They should have thought long ago that the other party would come to retaliate."

"The Mingyuan Sect has been high above in the Eastern Wasteland for too long, with stubborn pride, thinking that no one would dare to provoke them."

"Unfortunately, I didn't wait for me to achieve the Soul Transformation realm, otherwise it should have been me going to talk to them about how they bullied me all these years!"

God Fire lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

He knew what kind of resentment was hidden under the surface of his senior brother's submission to the Mingyuan Sect over the years.

A long time ago, the Mingyuan Sect said they would accept his senior brother into the mountain to practice on Mount Mount Yanfu and impact the Soul Transformation realm.

After all, his senior brother's five-spiritual-root constitution could not support him to climb to a higher realm with ordinary spiritual veins.

Only Mount Mount Yanfu!

But for so many years, his senior brother had done so many things for the Mingyuan Sect, and even his cultivation had been damaged because of it, but he didn't see the Mingyuan Sect throw an olive branch.

In the end, they casually sent his senior brother back to his hometown.

No Nascent Soul True Person could tolerate the disdain and manipulation involved.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The laughter suddenly turned into coughing.

God Fire hurriedly reminded: "Senior brother, please take care of your health."

Shen Yuan squinted his eyes and smiled: "You still know how to care about me?" God Fire was awe-struck and hurriedly changed the subject, "I heard that the Luo Tian Sect is going to hold a Core Formation Ceremony for a disciple of the Alchemy Sect's Luo Chen, it's just recently, should we..."

However, unlike the previous attitude toward the Luo Tian Sect, this time Qi Qi Shixiong Shen Yuan was a bit uninterested.

"Forget it, Luo Chen is dead, it's meaningless to pinch those parasites that rely on him."

God Fire said "Hmm," and then bowed respectfully, intending to resign.

However, when he walked to the entrance of the cave dwelling, a gloomy voice came from behind.

"It's been almost nine years, why hasn't a single one of that batch of disciples achieved the Nascent Soul stage?"

God Fire trembled all over, wanting to explain, but his senior brother seemed too lazy to listen to his explanation, just said indifferently.

"Don't let me down!"

The news of the Core Formation Ceremony for the Alchemy Sect's Luo Chen's only personal disciple spread very far.

Friendly sects, the God Talisman Sect and the Nine Spirits Sect, also received the news.

But they couldn't get away.

Because they are now facing the huge pressure of the demon clan army stationed outside the six regions of the Far East, how can they visit in person.

And although it is not good to say anything about people leaving and tea cooling, the news that Mingyuan was destroyed and the Alchemy Sect's Luo Chen was buried with it is known to everyone after all.

In this situation, Elder Fu and Xixia Yuanjun Nine Spirits could only send one or two disciples to send a thick gift to express their feelings.

The reactions of all parties are different, which shows the ghostliness of human hearts and the various states of all living beings.

Only above the nine heavens, a figure came chasing the wind and the moon, with a violent murderous aura and a monstrous demon wind.

"Luo Chen!"

"Even if you are dead, I will not forget the hatred of that year."

"The day of the Luo Tian Sect's great joy is the time when I will blood-wash your disciples and grandchildren and cut off your inheritance!"

"So deserted?"

Gu Hong and Lin Lin Yonghua appeared in front of the Luo Tian Sect mountain gate.

Behind them were tens of thousands of cultivators gathered by the Gu and Lin families.

Among them, the number of Core Formation clansmen and disciples was over ten, plus the guest elders of other surnames recruited over the years.

Plus those vast Foundation Establishment true cultivators, one can see the tip of the iceberg of the Mingyuan Sect in its heyday.

Just two families separated from it had such a thick family foundation!

Perhaps this is why the destruction of the Mingyuan Sect was so shocking to the Eastern Wasteland.

Gu Hong explained: "Qi Qi Shixiong Lin might not know that the Luo Tian Sect has not recruited new disciples on a large scale like ordinary Nascent Soul sects in these years. They only added some manpower on the original basis, and so far there are only five or six hundred disciples."

"Five or six hundred disciples? This doesn't look like the style of a Nascent Soul sect that sits on the resources of a region!" Lin Lin Yonghua frowned, his spiritual sense spread out, searching for the enemy.

Gu Hong pointed his hand, which was exactly the direction of Ye Motian Cliff.

"This Core Formation Ceremony, the Luo Tian Sect did not invite outsiders to observe the ceremony, just internal celebration."

"And the location of the celebration is Ye Motian Cliff, where Luo Chen lived back then."

"We just need to go straight to the yellow dragon!"

Lin Lin Yonghua's expression became solemn, "If so, then let's go!"

Tens of thousands of cultivators, mighty and majestic, headed toward the Ye Motian Cliff that towered into the clouds.

From the mountain gate to Ye Motian Cliff, it was only a thousand miles in total.

With the escape speed of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, it might take a little more time.

But Gu Hong and Lin Lin Yonghua were a bit impatient, separated from the main force, and arrived at Ye Motian Cliff one step ahead.

They wanted to control the situation and prepare for the first thing to revive the Mingyuan Sect, kill the chicken to warn the monkey, and cut people to set up a flag!

However!

After arriving at Ye Motian Cliff, it was still deserted.

Only the coiled dragon pillars stood in the air, and the green curtains hung down like waterfalls.

The large flags embroidered with runes fluttered, making a lonely echo in the empty spiritual mountain.

The two landed on the square and looked at each other.

"Where are the people?"

"I don't know!"

Just at this moment, a sound came from above like large and small pearls falling on a jade plate.

"Coming uninvited is being a bad guest! Two Mingyuan fellow Daoists, I don't know how to address you?"

The two Gu and Lin looked up in unison, looking at the hundred-foot high platform.

A graceful figure sat on it, looking at them curiously.

Beautiful and strange, powerful and dangerous.

Especially the conspicuous black and white chess piece sect logo embroidered on the moon-white cloud-patterned silk dress, which made the two people's expressions change drastically.

"Ancestor Tianyuan Dao Sect!"

"Nascent Soul True Disciple!"

Could it be a helper invited by the Luo Tian Sect?

Right!

Luo Chen was once a guest elder of the Ancestor Tianyuan Dao Sect, and after he suffered, it was natural for the Luo Tian Sect to rely on the Ancestor Tianyuan Dao Sect.

The two looked at each other tacitly and sacrificed their magic treasures without hesitation, hitting the woman on the high platform.

Fu Fu Qinglan saw this, couldn't help but shake her head, and lowered her head to sigh.

"Truly a bad guest!"

Her right fingertips changed, she pinched a seal, and then hit it out slowly but quickly.

A huge blue palm print slowly emerged from the sky, and then pressed down with a bang!

This palm print was so similar to the famous magic spell Senior Qingyang Great Handprint that Luo Chen used back then.

However, its power was ten or a hundred times different, like the gap between a firefly and the bright moon.

It was the supernatural power personally taught to Fu Fu Qinglan by a Soul Transformation great power in the Sitting-Forget Peak of Lanke Mountain—Great Heaven Creation Seal!

At this moment, the extremely clear spiritual energy in Ye Motian Cliff all cast toward Fu Fu Qinglan.

Not only that, but more majestic heaven and earth spiritual energy was attracted and integrated into that huge palm print.

The moment the palm print emerged, a sense of despair could not help but arise in the hearts of the two Gu and Lin.

It's a supernatural power!

It's just that the two people reacted differently; one had a ferocious face, wanting to fight for his life, and the other withdrew and planned to escape.

Boom!

The palm print fell, the white jade square collapsed and shattered, and only the green jade platform where Fu Fu Qinglan sat remained intact.

In the collapse of the mountain rocks, Gu Hong let out an unwilling roar, and finally tended to nothingness.

And a ray of spiritual light escaped from the physical body and shot into the distance.

Fu Fu Qinglan glanced at the Nascent Soul little person, did not go to pursue, just looked at the four directions, with deep disappointment in her eyes.

"You are still alive, right? I can feel your aura."

"Not only alive, but also came back to take away the disciples and old friends."

"But why don't you see me, don't tell me about your experiences over the years, and tell me if my grandfather had any last words before he died?"

Muttering in a low voice, it floated in the air, but was covered up by the sound of the mountain rocks collapsing, and no one knew.

It was just that above the nine heavens, there was a sound of violent collision.

Large fireballs fell like meteorites.

Suddenly.

Bang!

A figure fell from the nine heavens, with a fierce look on his face.

He was about to rush up again, but Fu Fu Qinglan had already called him.

"Don't pursue, that great demon emperor has already left."

Shi Ju turned his head suddenly, whispered: "Bitch, why didn't you come to help me, are you so concerned about the Wilderness Wanderer?"

Fu Fu Qinglan frowned, not wanting to argue with him, and when facing that filth, she just pretended not to hear.

She just stood up gracefully and headed toward the peak of Ye Motian Cliff.

"The remnants of the Mingyuan Sect are trying to make a comeback. Compared to the conflict between you and the Wilderness Wanderer, this matter may be what the ancestors are more concerned about."

Shi Ju was stunned, then looked at the high sky with hatred, turned his head and rushed toward the direction where the Gu and Lin clansmen came.

Since they are remnants, then sweep them into the trash heap, why are they still alive!

Can't find the Wilderness Wanderer's disciples and grandchildren, and can't fight that great demon emperor, taking these guys to vent their anger is also a good choice.

And in the nine heavens.

Bizheng's expression was shocked and uncertain, his face full of confusion.

"When did the human side have so many powerhouses who realized the true meaning of the Laws in advance at the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Even, everyone has supernatural power means!"

"In this human-demon war, can we really win?" (End of chapter)