Chapter 537 Expansion

On a sunny March afternoon, it suddenly rained heavily.

The whole world was completely white.

Cover everything.

Rainwater gathers into streams of water, automatically flowing from high places to low-lying areas.

But on Qingyu Mountain, the rainwater flowing down has a faint dark red color.

This is the location of the main mountain gate of Qingyu Sect, and a fierce confrontation is currently taking place.

Before the battle began, everyone from Qingyu Sect Master to the disciples below were in a state of surprise and confusion.

Because not long ago, they just heard about Beidi Qiuyue's name.

It was because of the forces affiliated with the sect that the monks of the Qiu family occupied the spiritual spring and reported the news to Qingyu Mountain. This was the first time I heard the name of Qiu Yue who came out of a remote and bitter place.

Originally, in the eyes of the Qingyu Sect, this level of dispute was just a child's play, not worthy of paying too much attention.

All the problems can be easily solved by just sending two envoys from the Lingquan realm.

However, the two sect envoys failed to come out of the mountain.

The Lingyuan monk from Qiuyue in the North has already arrived in front of Qingyu Mountain.

Its speed was completely beyond their expectations.

However, what was even more beyond the Qingyu Sect's expectations was the secret letter handed over by the Yu Qiu family.

The content written above is very simple, with only two points from beginning to end.

One is to make the entire sect surrender and believe in the Lord of Pain wholeheartedly.

The second is to release the Qingyu Mountain spiritual vein gathering place and put it under the control of the Lord of Pain.

This kind of unabashedly excessive demands was the first time I had seen it with my own eyes since the Qingyu Sect established its sect here.

Therefore, there is no doubt that the battle broke out.

When he saw Beidi Qiuyue's military flag for the first time, the Qingyu Sect monk's surprise and confusion reached its peak in an instant, and he even couldn't help but want to laugh.

No one expected that there would be a group of heavily armored soldiers, arranging in order to reach the foot of Qingyu Mountain.

The entire team was not surrounded by spiritual energy, and looked almost the same as an ordinary military formation.

Only one person did not smile.

He is the new disciple of the Qingyu Sect Master.

Whether it was his talent, his character or his will, Qing Ling was highly praised by the sect leader, who even bluntly praised him more than once as the leader of the entire sect's younger generation.

Even several senior brothers and sisters who are immortals are completely unable to compare with him.

If the time is right, you can even achieve the achievements of the founder.

"Junior Brother Qingling, what's wrong with you?"

"Does your face look a little bad?"

At this moment, a soft female voice sounded, with a strong hint of concern.

Qing Ling did not respond, but just stared at the battle flag with the blood moon in the sky, faintly sensing the manic and violent aura hidden in it.

This aura even made him a little scared, and his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

In the process, some blurry images came to mind, bit by bit shattering and disrupting his consciousness, turning it into something completely different.

"Junior Brother Qingling, are you sick?"

After a moment, the soft female voice asked again.

"Senior Sister Qingluo, there's nothing wrong with me. I just suddenly felt cold all over. I don't know what the reason was."

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm his complicated and chaotic thoughts.

"Then junior brother, please go back and rest first. Just leave the matters here to us."

Qing Luo smiled slightly, "With these reckless things, it doesn't take so much trouble to capture them."

Qing Ling was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

He took one last look at the battle flag with the blood moon in the sky, resisted the chaotic memories welling up in his heart, and turned around to walk in the direction of the sect.

At this moment, a shrill horn penetrated the rain curtain and continued to circle and echo at the foot of Qingyu Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the battle formation wearing heavy armor began to advance.

He quickly approached the Qingyu Sect monks.

In an instant, spiritual energy gathered in the void.

Countless cyan lights suddenly lit up.

Covering the military formation coming from the north.

Suddenly scarlet blood gradually rose.

It completely enveloped the entire Qiu family battle formation.

The Qingyu Sect's attack fell, and part of it was directly absorbed by the thick armor, but even the part that could penetrate it seemed to have no effect and could not stop the Qiu family's battle formation from pressing forward step by step.

Qing Ling suddenly stopped and looked back.

The originally confused eyes gradually became clear, shining with a deep light that resembled chaos.

"I abandoned my physical body and entered Taixu, but in the end I was unable to maintain my spiritual clarity. The remnants of my true spirit fell into the rut. I can only find a way to escape from this state and find the most important essence of Taixu."

"But I didn't expect that the monster would come so quickly. Without its disturbance, I wouldn't have woken up suddenly at this moment."

"What I didn't even expect is that it has become so powerful. It's hard to imagine what kind of talent and qualifications it has that can make it so powerful in such a short period of time, with almost no bottlenecks."

boom! ! !

Suddenly there was a rumble of thunder.

Silver lightning breaks through the clouds, illuminating the dark sky.

The faces of the monks from the Qingyu Sect who participated in the battle suddenly changed. They stared at the bloody battle formation devouring the spiritual essence, and then exploded with an even more ferocious momentum. Everyone lost their voices almost instantly and could not even utter a word.

Lingquan Realm Great Monk.

They are all Lingquan Realm Great Monk.

Qingluo was in a state of disbelief and fear.

She had just sneered at the army formation and thought it was vulnerable, but every soldier in it was a Lingquan Realm Great Monk.

Especially the two old men carrying the flag in front and the young woman between the old men, they might have already broken through Lingquan and reached the Lingming Realm that only the sect master could barely reach.

A group of Lingquan Realm, plus three Lingming Realm, with such a terrifying level of strength, even if the sect’s mountain protection formation was activated, it might not be able to stop their advance and impact.

Boom!!!

The second thunder exploded, reverberating in Qingyu Mountain.

The Qingyu Sect’s Sect Master was startled and led his elite troops out from the depths of the mountain gate.

However, before they reached the edge of the battlefield, they were covered by a sudden blood-red light.

All of them died instantly without a word, leaving only a large amount of blood mixed with the rain, dyeing the steps of the mountain road dark red.

The Qingyu Sect's defense line collapsed directly at this moment.

All the rebels were slaughtered, leaving only the monks who believed in the Lord of Pain to survive.

Before that, the sect master's closed disciple Qing Ling had already fled desperately without looking back, narrowly avoiding the subsequent search of the mountain.

Not long after, Bailu Mountain, which was as famous as Qingyu Sect, was also swept by the bloody light and had to give up the underground spiritual spring that had been guarded for generations.

The long-lasting peaceful years were blatantly broken by the monks from the remote north.

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Splash!

Qiu Mei waded through the swollen stream after the rain and soon came to the manor deep in Qiuyue Mountain.

Since the Qiuyue flag was raised and the Qiu family battle array moved south, this place has been designated as a forbidden area that no one can approach. Except for her and the increasingly crazy Mo Du Gongzi, even the two Qiu family ancestors dared not cross the line.

Not far from the entrance to the underground space, the stone tablet still stands on the ground.

A little closer is the Qiu family ancestral hall that has been vacated.

It seems to be no different from the past.

Qiu Mei stopped in an open space and looked at the stone tablet ancestral house quietly, trying to drive away the illusions that kept distorting and appearing in front of her eyes, letting memories gradually occupy all her thoughts.

Time passed little by little.

She smiled slightly.

A scene from a long time ago appeared in her mind.

Whenever the New Year comes, this is the most lively place, and there are these carefree children, playing all kinds of childish games to kill time.

But what has passed will never come back.

Different choices made in the past will also lead people to completely different directions.

Whether it was herself, the Qiu family in the north, or even the entire cultivation world, they would all face an inevitable upheaval.

As for whether this change was good or bad, she thought she could see it clearly before, but as time went by, and as more and more spiritual springs were brought under control, she suddenly fell into confusion and could not understand it no matter what.

Qiu Mei slowly closed her eyes, and a sad and emotional expression gradually appeared on her face.

Time passed by little by little.

The clouds gathered in the sky, and a light drizzle fell again.

Qiu Mei came back to her senses at this time.

She took one last look at the stone tablet ancestral hall, and her sad expression disappeared. She returned to her indifferent and cold appearance and quickly sank into the dark and silent underground space.

Although it was not the first time to enter and exit this place, Qiu Mei was still surprised by the scenes in front of her.

The original silver spiritual vein had disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by a dark black as ink, and the scarlet blood color that appeared from time to time.

There were also countless illusory long snakes winding around, and they had even broken through the spiritual vein restrictions and began to appear more and more in the underground stone walls.

As she walked through it, it was like she had come to the bloody hell of the underworld, with hideous and twisted horror scenes everywhere, completely enveloping her.

However, only here could Qiu Mei obtain true peace and tranquility.

Unlike when she was in the outside world, although there was no such mountain-like oppression, she would be harassed by increasingly heavy illusions.

What she saw with her eyes, heard with her ears, and even what she sensed through her spiritual essence were all worlds apart from the vivid world in the eyes of others.

She seemed to be living in a thick fog, and everything around her became unreal and distorted, affecting her perception all the time.

In addition, there was the dark void that seemed to be getting closer and closer, and the rotten corpses in the depths of the void, which made this illusion and distortion weird and real, almost beyond the maximum limit she could bear.

Qiu Mei walked slowly in the underground space.

As she got closer and closer to the location where the spiritual spring used to be, whether it was the heavy fog, the dark void, the illusion and distortion, or the weird reality, they all gradually disappeared under this increasingly strong oppression.

She let out a long breath, finally able to relax her mind, no longer tense like before.

At this moment, light footsteps sounded, slowly approaching from far away.

Qiu Mei stopped and bowed in that direction, "Praise the pain, Qiu Mei greets the envoy of Mo Du."

"What's going on outside?"

The footsteps faded away silently, and a weak and hoarse voice came from the darkness.

However, Mo Du was not seen from beginning to end.

Qiu Mei straightened up and slowly replied, "In reply to the words of the God of Mo, there are already two spiritual lakes under our complete control at the place where the nine main spiritual veins converge underground.

In the more distant southern giant forest, the expeditionary army's war is about to stop, so there will be another spiritual lake where the spiritual veins converge. If there are many other spiritual springs where the branches converge, the number and location of these lakes are in the jade slips I brought with me."

At this point, she took out a jade talisman from her sleeve and gently threw it into the depths of darkness.

A light click.

A green light quietly lit up, and the jade slip disappeared.

"The Lord God asked me to tell you that you did a good job."

After a dozen breaths, Mo Du's voice sounded again, with a hint of smile.

Qiu Mei took a deep breath, straightened her clothes and bowed, "Pain is above, where my Lord's will is, our swords are pointing, even if it costs everything, we must do our best to complete it."

At this point, she suddenly frowned slightly and looked at the blood-red light that suddenly lit up on one side.

"God Envoy Mo Du, I remember that the Lord God once issued a decree, telling us not to be too anxious to open the divine rune array. It is best to wait until we occupy more places where the spiritual veins are manifested, and then open them at the same time according to the situation. How come there is already a unique light of the divine rune array here?"

"This is the task assigned to me by the Lord God himself. As for the specific reason, I am not sure."

Mo Du paused, and then spoke with a more speculative tone, "Perhaps the Lord God wants to test whether the array arranged by us servants is really usable. If there is any problem, he can also guide us to adjust and repair it in advance."

"God Envoy Mo Du makes sense."

Qiu Mei nodded slowly and began to observe the operation of the array carefully.

Under the faint scarlet light, she saw more and more tentacles-like black shadows drilling out of the spiritual veins, winding and swimming on the stone walls of the underground space, and suddenly an inexplicable and strange thought came to her mind.

Since entering the retreat of Qiuyue Lingquan, the Lord of Pain has never appeared again.

As time went by, he put the places where the spiritual veins intertwined and converged under his control, and all these looming black shadows appeared inside. Could it be that he could pass the power without loss at such a long distance?

If he continued like this, would he have to take all the places where the spiritual veins converged and turn them into the same weird situation as the one in front of him?

What is the ultimate goal of the Lord of Pain?

What is the relationship between these black shadows and the Lord of Pain?

Qiu Mei thought silently, and suddenly recalled that he had said that there were a few questions that he had not thought about clearly before the retreat and practice began. When he found out, it was already inconvenient to move, so he helped the Qiu family cultivators to become stronger, and then formed a battle formation to occupy more spiritual springs on his behalf.

Could it be that these black shadows are the Lord of Pain?

After the young man entered the spiritual spring retreat, he turned himself into this indescribable appearance?

"What is Miss Qiu Mei thinking about?"

Mo Du's voice slowly sounded from the darkness, with a bit of scrutiny and questioning.

Qiu Mei turned her eyes away from the underground spiritual veins, and after a moment of silence, she smiled and said, "In response to the words of the God Envoy Mo, I was just thinking about the past, and suddenly I felt a little emotional."

"It is better to look forward to the future than to think about the past. Only by breaking through the fog of illusion can we see the ultimate truth."

"The Lord God already knows your intention. This is the words of wisdom for you."

Mo Du said slowly, and a ray of blood-red light flew out from the depths of darkness and landed in front of Qiu Mei.

"Remember this breath. It appeared between heaven and earth not long ago, and then disappeared and converged. Your most important task now is to find it and mark it with this light."

Qiu Mei stretched out her hand to catch the ray of blood-red light, and her heart could not help but move slightly.

A figure that seemed clear but a little blurry also appeared in front of her. It was the closed disciple of the Qingyu Sect Master who she had met twice before.