Chapter 518 Xuantian Escape Saint Envoy

Li Fan noticed the part that was deliberately hidden in Senior Sister Zhao's words, and his heart moved.

But I didn’t delve into it.

Although she is a Taoist companion, as a Taoist disciple of the Dao Dao Sect, she is destined to be exposed to some extremely secretive things.

It's normal not to be able to explain it clearly.

"In any case, by spreading the law, he snatched and published the Supreme Original Scripture, which indirectly saved countless monks. It can be said to be a great merit." Li Fan sighed.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Li Fan was slightly startled.

"What?" Senior Sister Zhao noticed something strange about Li Fan and asked in surprise.

"It goes against the law of heaven..." Li Fan turned his head and stared directly at Senior Sister Zhao.

"The law cannot be practiced together. This is also the principle of heaven and earth, right? If a monk reverses this principle and realizes immortality, wouldn't the Xuanhuang Realm be saved?"

Senior Sister Zhao was silent for a moment and shook her head slightly: "You are right, there are indeed several seniors who want to do this."

"But without exception, they all failed."

"The stronger the principles of heaven and earth, the harder it will be to reverse it. The law cannot be practiced at the same time. It is a natural change of heaven and earth in order to counter us monks."

"Looking further, this principle has already been reversed once. If you want to reverse it again, it will be twice as difficult."

"Otherwise, there are countless heroes in the ten sects of the Immortal Way, but why doesn't anyone go against the [Principles of the Heavenly Lord of Transmitting Dharma] and completely destroy the foundation of the new Dharma?"

Senior Sister Zhao explained for Li Fan.

Li Fan carefully savored the meaning of his senior sister's words and fell into deep thought.

After three years of chaos, the monks seemed to have gradually gotten used to the days when they could not practice together.

It's just that the level of cultivation cannot be improved, which just saves the effort of daily cultivation, and lazily wanders and plays in the sect every day.

Life was going pretty well.

As for those with extraordinary talents, under the arrangement of the elders of the sect, they were treated as being able to practice one method alone.

The same goes for Senior Sister Zhao.

The "Impermanent Ling Xuan Zhen Sutra" she is currently practicing is much weaker than the "Zhutian Dao Sutra", but it is enough for her to practice to the realm of immortality.

However, Senior Sister Zhao, who is extremely ambitious, will naturally not settle for being ordinary.

It is said that once the sea is full of difficulties, after personally practicing and experiencing the most exquisite techniques in the world, practicing the second-level techniques is really the same thing.

So she turned her attention to the two remaining techniques of the Xuantian Sect.

After some decision-making, she chose the Sutra of Heavenly Sorrow and Earthly Mourning.

"The sky is mourning and the earth is mourning, and the whole world is sad. This method is only half as good as the Zhutian Daodao Sutra!" Senior Sister Zhao commented.

"The Xuantian Sect was indeed the master of the entire Xuanhuang Realm. A Dharma King can carry so many exquisite skills. I really don't know how many treasures the holy envoy who escaped back then still had on him." Senior Sister Zhao said casually. sighed.

"Holy envoy? Is it the holy envoy of Xuantian Sect?" Li Fan asked curiously. "This person can actually escape from the pursuit of the ten immortal sects?"

"Yes, not only did he escape, he also took away the Xuantian Sect's most precious treasure, the Xuantian Mirror. Since then, there has been no news and he has disappeared. Even if the ten sects searched the entire Xuanhuang Realm, they could not find him."

Senior Sister Zhao shook her head and ignored the matter.

"Junior brother, we haven't practiced dual cultivation for a long time..." She whispered with a faint blush on her cheeks.

"Ha..." Li Fan understood, pulled Senior Sister Zhao into the secret room, and then sealed the surrounding space.

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The peaceful days did not last long.

Li Fan didn't know what was going on outside. However, when the first disciple in the Dao Dao Sect appeared who could not break through the realm, his longevity was finally reached.

A feeling of anxiety and uneasiness began to spread in everyone's hearts.

Li Fan attended the funeral of the monk named Zhu Jun.

It was very simple. They just burned the body hastily and buried it on a hilltop according to Zhu Jun's wishes during his lifetime.

The atmosphere of the funeral was not very sad, but Li Fan could clearly see that in the eyes of all the monks involved, there was the sad emotion of a rabbit dead and a fox sad.

Soon after, within the Dao Dao Sect, a prophecy spread: "Yesterday Zhujun, today's kings, tomorrow you will be killed!"

Within the Dao Dao Sect, there are immortal monks who suppress it.

Even if they want to resist, they can't change the situation.

Instead of dying like this on the mountain, why not go down the mountain to find a chance of life!

Affected by the news of Zhu Jun's death, many disciples, with this idea in mind, simply took the initiative to abolish the Dao Sect's exercises and applied to go down the mountain to find a way to survive.

The leader, Ji Changxi, was not a heartless person, and he agreed to the disciples' request.

They also promised that if they were really desperate and felt regretful, they could come back at any time.

Several disciples were moved to tears on the spot and changed their minds. Decided to stay in the sect and live and die with the sect.

But there were still a few monks who insisted on going down the mountain.

Ji Changxi did not stop him.

Without these unstable factors, the Dao Sect became peaceful again.

But those with a discerning eye can see that underneath the seeming calmness, there is a constant accumulation of terror that may explode at any time.

Only half a year later, some of the monks who had come down from the mountain returned to the mountain gate crying and shouting.

They cried outside the sect-protecting formation and begged the leader to let them go back.

And when they returned to the mountain gate and talked about the situation in the outside world, the surviving Dao Sect monks realized how lucky they were.

Because the Dharma cannot be practiced by others, the outside world has now completely turned into a horrific slaughterhouse.

The peace of the past has gone.

Walking on the road peacefully, there might be a cultivator who will come out and attack you to the death.

Just for the possible skills on their bodies.

The Dao Sect disciples who went down the mountain had their skills abolished, and only had a few magic weapons for self-defense. How could they survive in such a situation?

Being seriously injured, it was lucky to be able to return to the sect alive.

These people have lost their courage since then, and they don’t mention practicing, just hanging around in the sect waiting to die.

The other Dao Sect disciples are also sympathetic.

No more mentioning going down the mountain.

This day.

"Senior sister, do you notice anything wrong?" Li Fan found Senior Sister Zhao and asked solemnly.

"Huh? Is there a problem with the practice of the skills?" Senior Sister Zhao was in a daze very rarely.

After a long time, she reacted and asked with a frown.

"Why do I see many disciples coughing constantly?" Li Fan noticed the abnormality of the senior sister, his eyes flashed, and he didn't ask more questions.

Instead, she mentioned the strange phenomenon she had discovered.

"Cough? Impossible? Although the technique has been abolished, at least the realm is still there. Can cultivators get sick like mortals?"

Sister Zhao said this, and her consciousness swept to the outside world.

Her expression changed drastically after a glance.

She didn't care about Li Fan and flew out directly to a sick disciple.