I wish for longevity in the Peach Blossom Temple
Chapter 59: Good Harvest
Chapter 59: Good Harvest
Southern Chuzhou, Pingsha County.
As the front line guarding the Shiwan Mountains, Pingsha County has more than one million troops stationed there all year round, and all of them are soldiers with martial arts skills.
The Great Zhou Dynasty valued martial arts and established its country through military force. It occupied six states and had never lacked manpower.
Almost every three hundred years, Pingsha County becomes a meat grinder.
However, the people stationed here never imagined that the beast tide would come earlier than expected.
The entire Pingsha County was filled with the sound of killing.
There were dense crowds of human heads and monsters on the ground, fighting each other. A large amount of blood covered the ground, dyeing the land blood red.
“kill!”
“kill!”
“kill!”
Countless soldiers formed battle formations, and each battle formation was composed of tens of thousands of people. All of them had martial arts skills and cooperated with each other, like a millstone to reduce the number of monsters.
The beast tide’s attack was quite chaotic and disorderly. The low-level monsters were not fully intelligent and found it difficult to coordinate with each other, but their numbers were extremely large.
On one side are the sounds of killing by humans, and on the other side are the miserable howls of monsters.
In this world where great power is concentrated, war becomes more cruel.
On the clouds, there were hundreds of Jindan masters fighting each other. There were Martial Saints who had reached the Baodan stage, Taoist Jindan masters, and more of them were huge demon kings. The various Dansha masters beat the clouds to dissipate, and the strength of each individual could not make up for the difference in strength in numbers, and from time to time, a Jindan master would fall.
In the face of such a huge force, even the Jindan stage seems extremely small.
The cloud goes one level higher.
It’s a whole new world.
This is the lower heaven, located thousands of feet above the clouds. There is a fierce gale blowing. This is the power of heaven and earth. Even those in the Jindan realm will find it difficult to persist for long.
Dozens of powerful warriors at the Nascent Soul level faced each other with cold brows, but they were extremely restrained and did not take action.
At their level, they already have the ability to move mountains and fill lakes. If a fight really breaks out, they can destroy a mountain with a single stroke of their magic. Some may even grab a mountain and smash it at people when they get mad.
So they have a tacit understanding.
If you can’t help it, don’t do it.
If they really have to take action, it means that the people above them cannot reach an agreement through negotiation.
Ironically, the army on the ground was fighting frantically with monsters, and countless lives were going to the underworld every moment; the Jindan battles in the clouds also resulted in occasional casualties; and the Yuanying in the lower heaven were glaring at each other.
And the middle and heavy heaven.
A peaceful scene.
A thousand-foot-high mountain is floating in the void, with jade-like buildings, carved beams and painted rafters on it. At first glance, it looks like some immortal mountain, a fairyland scene.
At the top of the mountain is a pavilion.
The two men sat opposite each other, with a cup of strong tea brewing on the table. The steam rose up and turned into wisps of white smoke.
Of the two men, one looked very young, with fair skin, no beard, and extremely gorgeous clothes, wearing gold and silver jewelry, and had a single horn on his head. The other was a young man with a sharp face, wearing armor, with sharp eyes, and was as mighty as a general.
“I heard that Fellow Daoist Long was born in the East China Sea and once refined a high mountain into his own cave. Fellow Daoist’s achievements are truly extraordinary. Seeing is believing.” The armored young man looked around and couldn’t help but praise.
“Fellow Daoist Ji, this is the first time we meet. Fellow Daoist Ji, you are quite young.” Long Jue smiled slightly and seemed to be very pleased with the praise from the young man in armor.
“Not young anymore, I’m 400 years old. I’m not born with the ability to practice martial arts, so I can only practice diligently. I can’t compare to you demon race, who have a long life span and can slowly endure.”
Ji Hua sighed slightly.
The world is so unfair. Sometimes he really envies the longevity of those who practice Taoism.
If a Taoist sect cultivates to the Yuanshen realm, their life span can be increased by 960 years. Combined with the 240 years added to their life span at the Jindan realm and the 480 years added to their life span at the Yuanying realm, a person in the Yuanshen realm can live a peaceful life of more than 1,600 years.
Among them, the lifespan of the demon race is even longer. Some of them with noble bloodline and extraordinary background can live for thousands of years in the Jindan stage.
However, those in the martial arts lineage are not so lucky. Those who cultivate to the level of Yin-Yang Martial Immortal are comparable to the Yuanshen realm and can live up to 960 years.
The difference of one word makes a world of difference.
“The 400-year-old martial arts lineage is indeed very advanced. No wonder it can hold the world firmly.”
“Unfortunately, in terms of life span, martial arts is indeed lacking.”
Long Jue smiled, but felt emotional in his heart. When he was four hundred years old, he was still a little demon in the Jindan stage. He lived for more than a thousand years before he entered the Yuanshen stage.
In other words, he had personally witnessed the Great Zhou Emperor Gaozu slaying the demon in the Jiazi year.
Hatred towards the human race has long been deeply rooted.
The two exchanged a few short sentences, and although they were flattering on the surface, their sharpness was hidden.
“By the way, why haven’t I met Fellow Daoist Qingque? I have been fascinated by Fellow Daoist Qingque for a long time.” Ji Hua suddenly asked.
The Shiwan Mountains are extremely vast, far exceeding the southern Chuzhou, and are divided into several areas. It is no secret that there are two primordial gods on the north side, namely Long Jue and Qing Que Li.
“Daoyou Qingque has had some insights and is currently practicing in seclusion.”
“Oh? Then I would like to congratulate Brother Qingque on his great progress in merit and hope that he will reach the heaven of the cave in the future.”
Ji Hua laughed, but there was no sign of anxiety on his face.
After all, there are eight major immortal gates in South Chuzhou, and there is even a real person in the cave. No matter how much progress Qingqueli makes, Ji Hua will not panic. At worst, Zhongshenzhou can provide some support.
Therefore, this is also the reason why he, a mere thirteenth-rank Yin-Yang Martial Immortal, dares to face two Yuan Shen directly.
Long Jue suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart for no apparent reason.
He felt something in his heart, as if he had heard some news, and his face suddenly changed, “The fifteen demon kings I sent to Qinghe County in your Nanchu Province are dead!”
His eyes suddenly became sharp, “Who is that kid? He just formed a golden elixir a year ago. Even if it is a top-grade golden elixir, he shouldn’t be able to kill fifteen demon kings alone!”
The source of information in the Yuanshen Realm was so fast that it only took an hour to find out Su Yang’s background.
Ji Hua smiled but said nothing.
“Even if you don’t tell me, I know it!”
“Taohua Temple? Su Yang!” Long Jue murmured silently, trying to search his memory for everything about Taohua Temple, but seemed to find nothing.
“Why, Brother Long wants to kill him?”
Ji Hua also sneered at this moment, “I advise you not to attack him. He is a Yang Xiu. Do you dare to kill him?”
“Chun Yang Temple!”
Long Jue’s gaze dropped from the middle sky and scanned the battlefield below. Among the dozens of Nascent Soul level fighters, there was a Taoist priest with a jade token of Chunyang Temple on his waist. It was Fu Yangzi. It had been a year, and he had not returned to Chunyang Temple.
Long Jue’s expression became increasingly ugly.
The temperaments of the immortals in the world are different. Some are hot-tempered, some are pure and inaction, and some are protective of their shortcomings.
Today he dared to kill Su Yang with his Yuanshen realm. Tomorrow, I am afraid that a Dongtian Zhenren from Chunyang Temple would come to destroy his Yuanshen. Many disputes in the world often turn small things into big things.
The final result was that his soul died, and the one-horned python clan fell into the ruins of the Ten Thousand Mountains.
He let out a long, deep breath. Sometimes he felt very distressed. Even though he had cultivated to the level of the primordial spirit, there were still so many people pressing down on him, preventing him from achieving transcendence.
After all, no matter how huge Jiuzhou is, the real people of Dongtian can come and go freely.
That is what it means to truly transcend the mundane world.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, and remained silent.
The negotiations at Zhongchongtian also came to a standstill.
But after a while.
The expressions of both of them suddenly changed at the same time.
An extremely huge peacock head suddenly appeared in the sky, not far from the two of them, and fell from the sky at a high speed.
Long Jue looked at the head in horror, not even daring to catch it, and let it fall.
how come!
Could it be that the real person took action?
Impossible. Even though that real person has a hot temper, he won’t take action as long as his bottom line is not touched.
Moreover, that real person shouldn’t be in a ghost cave.
Unless there is.
Could this be a ghost cave?
Thinking of this, Long Jue became more and more panicked. Qing Queli was dead, and there was no point in fighting any further.
“Follow my order, retreat!”
Long Jue’s voice rang out on the battlefield, as if carrying some kind of power, causing a monster to fall into madness in an instant, and even ignore the dazzling sword light that was coming towards it.
Then, countless monsters retreated towards the Shiwan Mountains. “Sound the horn, retreat!”
Ji Hua’s voice also rang out on the battlefield at the same time.
The surviving soldiers shouted with excitement.
It took Su Yang a whole day to gather the corpses of fifteen demon kings together. Apart from the demon pills, the corpses of the demon kings themselves were also a large amount of resources. Su Yang could not use most of them, but he could exchange them for some money and property.
What’s more, Qingque Lan’s natal feather also reminded him.
In this world, not only cultivation and Taoism are important, but magical weapons are equally important.
Of course, life span is also important.
Look towards the panel.
[You have killed a total of sixteen Jindan-level demon kings, resolved the demon disaster in Qinghe County, and gained ten years of lifespan]
[You have killed a total of sixteen Jindan-level demon kings, resolved the demon disaster in Qinghe County, and gained five years of lifespan]
[You have killed a total of sixteen Jindan-level demon kings, resolved the demon disaster in Qinghe County, and gained thirty years of lifespan]
【.】
A large amount of information emerged one after another.
Qinghe County had thousands of city guards, and more than half of them were killed in the monster disaster. Among them, not many were willing to sacrifice their lives in prayer for Su Yang to kill the monster. It was only under the leadership of Qinghe City Lord Feng Anping that they took the initiative to pray.
There were about three or four hundred people praying.
[Remaining lifespan: 2654]
[Actual life span (unknown): 1327]
It was an unexpected surprise.
Standing on the clouds, Su Yang looked at Qinghe County below. After four or five days, the demon disaster was lifted and many white banners were hung in Qinghe County. Feng Anping had already begun arranging people to clean up the corpses outside the city, burying his comrades and collecting the bodies of the monsters.
Su Yang felt emotional.
The life and death of ordinary people at the bottom of society is often in the hands of a few people.
Perhaps, even for someone like Su Yang at the Jindan stage, his life and death will be controlled by someone at a higher level.
Su Yang didn’t even know that he had caught the attention of some old demon.
As for the corpses of monsters, they are of no use to Su Yang. At most, they can be exchanged for some silver. But for the martial arts practitioners in Qinghe County, they are of great use.
Martial arts is about cultivating qi and blood, and eating monsters can assist in the practice of martial arts.
The martial arts lineage is famous for its fierce and advanced abilities.
Su Yang only took away the most valuable body of the tiger demon, and he didn’t plan to take the rest.
Increasing your lifespan by more than 2,500 years is already a huge benefit.
Controlling Dansha with his spiritual consciousness and splitting into dozens of spiritual thoughts, Su Yang controlled the corpses of fifteen demon kings, bid farewell to the eight Jindan, and flew towards Linjiang City in a mighty manner.
Because the demon king was too big, he sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared in the clouds.
Many mortals along the way were frightened by this.
It took some time for Su Yang to return to Linjiang City and descend from the clouds.
In an instant, the corpses of fifteen huge monsters appeared like dark clouds hanging from the sky, blocking the sunlight.
The people in Taohua Town were all frightened and stood there trembling. After all, the corpses of the dozen or so monsters were still baring their fangs and claws, maintaining their ferocious appearance before death, which brought endless pressure to people.
“The monster is coming!”
“Such a lot of monsters!”
The people cried out in terror and some even began to flee in panic.
“I didn’t expect it to cause quite a bit of panic.”
Su Yang chuckled helplessly. He had no choice but to shout, “No need to panic!”
The sound spread throughout Taohua Town, and finally the riot was stopped.
They recognized the voice as Master Su who had saved them many times before!
“Master Su!”
“Please ask Master Su to slay the demon!”
“With Master Su here, there’s no need to worry about monsters!”
“The monster is looking for death!”
The people finally relaxed and pointed at the corpse of the monster in the sky and cursed, but they didn’t know that the monster in the sky was killed by the “Master Su” they mentioned.
Only those wild monks who lived in Taohua Town and “freeloaded” on the spiritual energy could see it clearly.
The monsters all had sword wounds on their bodies, some were cut in half, and one monster was even cut into dozens of pieces.
That’s not a monster, it’s a monster that was killed!
The one who came with the corpse of the monster was Su Yang!
Su Yang placed the fifteen corpses one by one near the one-horned giant python, right at the foot of Taodu Fairy Mountain. There were more than a dozen monks next to the one-horned giant python. They were Su Yang’s disciples, and were called by Song Huan to deal with the giant python’s corpses.
He is not considered Su Yang’s disciple, but his Taoist registration is kept in Taohua Temple.
Su Yang planned to make them the outer disciples of Taohua Temple, and the leader among them was Teng Shixing, who was at the third level of the Life Gate Realm.
Because Teng Shixing has the highest cultivation level and is very experienced, Su Yang intends to train him to become an outer sect elder.
“Senior Su.”
Everyone salutes.
Su Yang frowned slightly.
It’s been a year, and Teng Shixing hasn’t broken through to the Xuanguan realm yet?
However, everyone’s faces changed drastically when they saw this. They quickly leaned over and begged for mercy, saying things like “The skin of the Jindan Demon King is too hard to cut.”
Su Yang felt strange.
These people may have misunderstood him. How could a group of cultivators who had not even reached the Life Barrier Realm have the ability to cut the corpse of a Jindan Realm monster?
Su Yang didn’t blame.
It seems that I have to pay attention to my facial expressions in the future so as not to scare them.
No wonder those Taoist seniors always have a stern face, pretending to be masters. If they had more expressive expressions, they would scare the people below them.
He took a look at the corpses of the monsters.
Su Yang sighed in his heart. It was difficult to establish a sect, and he had to do everything by himself.
He picked up the Peach Blossom Sword and slashed out sword lights, which were bright for a moment.
In just a short while, the corpses of the sixteen monsters were cut up, just like a butcher cutting up a cow; the skin, bones, blood, flesh, tendons and membranes were all separated.
Everyone was stunned by what they saw.
Then, after putting some of the most important materials into the storage device, Su Yang called Song Huan.
He was told to organize an auction or something to sell a few Jindan Demon Kings, and keep the rest as resources for the development of the immortal sect in case of emergency.
After all, a Jindan demon beast is also a fortune to Su Yang.
He is concerned about establishing a sect, but in this world, cultivation is the most important thing.
One person is a cave heaven, and a gate is a cave heaven fairy gate.
“The Immortal Sect is just starting out, so you still need to put more effort into it, but cultivation should be your priority.”
“Yes, Master.”
Song Huan showed his delight.
These are all materials from the corpses of Jindan-level monsters, which are needed by many Jindan-level monsters.
He had just entered Taoism and there was no shortage of spiritual energy in Taohua Temple. What was lacking were various resources for cultivation.
Watching Su Yang go away, Song Huan was thinking in his heart how to use the corpses of these monsters.
Arriving at Linjiang City and stepping into the Linjiang branch alliance building, Li Xuan did not leave.
“Commander Li, where can I redeem the military merits I earned from slaying monsters?”
Su Yang said.
(End of this chapter)