Chapter 601: The True Self of All Things (1)
Before the three-year period was over, Lu Yu and Lu Yi had already begun the purge.
Lu Yu practiced the blood magic, but his method of cleansing was upright and used force to suppress others. He led the army of the Changsheng Sect, sweeping from west to east like a comb combing the ground.
Lu Yu's pace was neither fast nor slow, just like a spring outing, sweeping through one hill after another.
Therefore, all the forces on the east side of the Changsheng Sect's territory rushed eastwards. At the same time, the distance between them was getting closer and closer, and the space for maneuvering was getting smaller and smaller, and the competition for the remaining gold and silver medals became more and more intense.
Many forces broke into the territories of other forces and fought with the original indigenous forces. The fight was so fierce that the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.
From time to time, some forces were lucky enough to grab a gold medal or a silver medal, and happily rushed towards the cleansing army of the Changsheng Sect with the medals, hoping to finalize the status of their own six sects and eighteen schools and survive this great purge.
But when all the monks were fleeing to the east, a small group of monks were rushing to the west. There was obviously something fishy going on!
Therefore, any cultivator who grabbed the gold or silver medal and wanted to go to Lu Yu to determine his status would be attacked by countless cultivators after just three or five days of travel, and would die and have his medal taken away.
When Lu Fu led a group of evil monks from Dajue Temple to attack, his style was completely different from that of Lu Yu.
Lu Yu was like an overly strong and energetic flea, jumping wantonly in the boundless territory west of Dajue Temple. He would appear here today and there tomorrow. Wherever he appeared, if you didn't produce a gold or silver medal, he would kill you immediately.
With his cultivation level at the celestial realm and so many powerful Buddhist treasures in his hands, plus the assistance of Jie Yin Tou Tuo and a group of evil monks, which force in the Yuan Ling Tian cultivation world can stop his cleansing?
Wherever Lu Yi appears, there is nothingness!
Several times, Lu Yu encountered some united big forces, holding gold and silver medals, and they were busy trying to find their own position to determine the "fixed number". But every time these big forces got the gold and silver medals, Lu Yu pretended not to see it and turned around to run to other places to clean up.
These powerful forces who got the gold and silver medals waited for Lu Yi to come, but Lu Yi did not come. After hesitating for a few days, the monks from all around pounced on them like wolves, and another bloody battle broke out. The gold and silver medals suddenly changed their masters!
When these powerful forces were holding gold and silver medals, Lu Yi did not move.
However, once a small or medium-sized force like the White Eyebrow Clan, which has a shallow foundation, few connections, and weak strength, gets the badge by chance or accident, Lu Yi will immediately jump out and finalize the status of their six sects and eighteen schools.
After a few months, almost all the major forces to the west of Dajue Temple were destroyed, and Lu Yi had already fostered four small and medium-sized forces.
After more than a year of torment, the Yuanlingtian cultivation world has been completely changed, its foundation has been depleted, and all forces, big and small, have been severely damaged. The sects that have already established their status look at the devastated cultivation world, secretly feeling lucky that they have survived, but at the same time, they feel so sad that they cannot even cry, and inexplicably feel a sense of grief for the loss of another.
Yuanlingtian, outside the world barrier, in the boundless void, a suspended floating island spewed out strong spiritual light. Protected by two golden talismans on both sides, it silently cut through the void and rapidly approached Yuanlingtian.
On the floating island with a radius of nearly ten thousand miles, there are palaces and pavilions, streams and jungles, even flower gardens, rice fields and medicinal fields, all kinds of things needed for survival and cultivation.
In the center of the floating island, among a group of elegant and pure palaces, on the top floor of a towering pagoda, Wanxiang, wearing a green shirt and wooden clogs, is playing chess with the current head of the Blood River Sect, old man Blood God.
The chess pieces fell one after another, neither hurried nor slow, without any worldly concern.
The Blood God old man made his moves as fast as the wind, with a fierce anger and murderous aura. He gritted his teeth, holding the chess piece with his fingers, as if he was holding a heavy axe, and when he slammed the chess piece on the chessboard, it made a "booming" sound, shaking the pagoda faintly.
"Calm down!" Wanxiang persuaded the old man Blood God with his eyelids drooping.
“How can I be calm?” The Blood God raised his head suddenly. His eyes were bloodshot, and blood vessels were wriggling like earthworms under his skin. His face was twisted like a monster. “In the past few years of traveling, I have used secret methods to contact the mountain gate thousands of times, but there was no response!”
"What happened to Yuan Lingtian? My Blood River Sect..."
The old man, Blood God, bared his teeth and raged fiercely. He crushed a chess piece with one finger, gritted his teeth and looked at Wanxiang with a grim smile: "You, Senluo Sect, actually have such a foundation. With the Void Spirit Talisman left by the great celestial being, it only takes a few years to travel between Jishengtian and Yuanlingtian!"
"Hehe, when we set out from Yuanlingtian and formed a vanguard corps to attack Jishengtian, the army spent nearly sixty years on the road!" The Blood God old man looked at Wanxiang and said coldly: "You Senluo Sect has such a trump card, why didn't you use it at that time?"
Wan Xiang glanced at the Blood God old man who was losing control of his mind and almost on the verge of going insane, and said calmly: "You said it was a trump card, how can you take it out so easily? If there was no problem with your Blood River Sect, do you think I would be willing to use these two hidden Heavenly Man Talismans?"
The old man, Blood God, disrupted the chessboard with a slap, tilted his head and stared at Wanxiang: "Did your Senluo Sect not tell you anything along the way?"
Wanxiang raised his head, and his eyes, shining with bright light, were like two sharp sword balls, piercing the eyes of the old Blood God, forcing him to subconsciously turn his head away and avoid Wanxiang's gaze.
"Old Blood Ghost, don't push your luck!"
"Of course, my Senluo Sect has sent some information, but it is all secrets related to my sect... Your Xuehe Sect and my Senluo Sect are far apart, and we don't have much contact on weekdays. I, the disciples of the Senluo Sect, will not deliberately inquire about the news of your Xuehe Sect!"
Wan Xiang said calmly, "I am able to take you old ghosts with me when I return to Yuanlingtian, and even show you my treasures. I have already done my best to show my friendship to you. You can't ask for anything more."
Sighing, Wan Xiang soothed him, "Don't worry. Your Blood River Sect is a big family with a great foundation. It's hard for anything to happen. It's useless for you to worry here... If something happens, you can help them get revenge."
The old man opened his mouth and was silent for a long time. He stood up and sneered , "You should clean your mouth. That's right, my Blood River Sect is a big family, how could anything go wrong? Hahaha, there are so many supreme elders guarding the mountain gate. My Blood Dao magical power is best at fighting and saving lives. Even the Sword Sect can't do anything to my Blood River Sect!"
The old Blood God took a deep breath, shook his body, and turned into a ray of blood light and rushed out of the pagoda.
Wanxiang ignored the chess pieces on the board, stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked to the window, looked at the mountains and rivers outside, and let out a breath.
A wisp of his soul was placed in a magic puppet of the Senluo Sect with the combat power of the celestial realm.
The closer he was to Yuanlingtian, the clearer the connection between him and his split soul became. At this distance, he had already completely received all the information about what had happened in Yuanlingtian over the years.
"Lu Yu, Lu Yu!" Wan Xiang frowned. "Although I sent you to Yuan Ling Tian just to stir up trouble... but, aren't you too good at stirring up trouble? An uncontrolled chess piece is not a good chess piece!"
I tapped the window frame with my fingers, and I felt inexplicably upset.
In his plan, these evil people including Lu Yu, Lu Yi, Yin Yuan, and even Bai Nu could cause some trouble to Yuan Lingtian's cultivation world... But to the extreme of what he could imagine, these people were just causing some trouble.
As long as they can slightly slow down the pace of the Yuanlingtian cultivation world's conquest, so that Jishengtian's heaven and earth spirit can be restored to a certain level, and Jishengtian's cultivation world can regain a certain level of strength...
As long as the Jishengtian cultivation world can recover enough strength and put the Yuanlingtian cultivation world's conquest into a stalemate, under Wanxiang's planning, the Yuanlingtian cultivation world will be continuously bled and the strength and foundation of Jianmen will be continuously consumed. This is the most ideal result in Wanxiang's mind.
However, people like Lu Yu and Lu Yi are a little too powerful!
They are not just causing a little trouble, they are not just obstructing Yuan Lingtian's conquest.
They are about to overturn the entire Yuanlingtian cultivation world!
"Could it be that I have the ability to discern a pearl with my discerning eye? I picked a few people with great fortune in the Extreme Saint Realm and just picked the legendary Son of Destiny?"
“But, Jishengtian has fallen to that level. Even if Jishengtian’s entire luck was blessed, how could they possibly… achieve such an achievement?”
Wanxiang muttered in a low voice, and the blood in his body surged.
Long shouts came from all directions.
The floating island that spanned thousands of miles had already approached the world diaphragm of Yuanlingtian. The celestial talismans protecting it on both sides burst out with golden light that was hotter than the sun, wrapping around the floating island, locking the spatial coordinates of the Senluo Sect's mountain gate, and rushing straight towards the turbid world diaphragm.
The floating island began to tremble violently.
Around the floating island, the terrifying power of the Heavenly Man Talisman rubbed violently against the world membrane, splashing a dazzling light with a radius of one million miles. The huge backlash force came from all directions, and the huge floating island was like a small stone thrown by a child on the water, creating a series of "water splashes" in the world membrane.
All the palaces and pavilions were shaking slightly, and the ground of the floating island was cracked with extremely fine cracks.
The violent shock lasted for three full hours, and this huge floating island finally penetrated the world's diaphragm and returned to Yuanlingtian.
Spewing out rolling heat waves and rolling up large tornado clouds, the floating island slowly stopped in the sky thousands of miles above the ground and hovered in the sky. This place was obviously deviated from the mountain gate of the Senluo Sect, and deviated by a great distance.
"Boom!"
A melodious bronze bell rang from below.
The sound of Buddhist chanting rose into the sky: "Which evil demon dares to trespass into Dajue Temple? You evil demon, die before me!"
