Chapter 716 Killing Qi Shan

Beilan Sect

Located in the eastern part of the Southern Territory, the Beilan Mountains stretch for nearly a thousand miles.

Beilan Sect was originally one of the seven ancient sects in the Southern Territory, with a history of tens of thousands of years and a profound foundation. Today, the first Grand Elder of Beilan Sect, Qingshan Patriarch, is in the late Nascent Soul stage.

The second and third Grand Elders are Leishan Patriarch and Qishan Patriarch.

Among the continuous peaks, there are three peaks, more than a thousand feet high, located in the middle and north and south of the Beilan Mountains respectively. These three peaks stand out from the crowd and are very conspicuous in the continuous Beilan Mountains.

These three peaks are Qingyuan Peak, Leiming Mountain and Qishui Mountain.

These three peaks are also the cultivation caves of the three Grand Elders of Beilan Sect, and are also the core of the entire Beilan Sect.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in Beilan Sect, including nearly a hundred Jindan-stage cultivators, two to three thousand foundation-building inner disciples, and Qi-refining disciples and some outer disciples, and the total number of mortals is at least over 100,000.

For the Southern Territory, Beilan Sect is a truly large sect, and countless low-level cultivators are proud to be able to join Beilan Sect.

Qishui Peak is surrounded by a small mountain hundreds of feet high, with green mountains and green waters, and picturesque scenery.

Dozens of people are going in and out of rows of palaces at the foot of the peak, talking and laughing, and countless low-level disciples are flying through the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, a dark green spiritual light about a foot long broke through the void, and almost instantly, it shot into the mountain and disappeared.

Some low-level disciples of Beilan Sect couldn't help but stop and watch, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

But most people are not surprised, because they know that this is the way of communication between high-level immortal cultivators - sword qi transmission.

It is similar to the transmission of words through the air by low-level disciples like them, but the transmission of words through the air is more limited by distance, while the legend of sword qi has almost no distance limit. The only limit is the realm of the person who sends the letter.

Shortly after the sword light disappeared, a blood light dozens of feet long shot out from the cave on Qishui Peak, with a sharp whistle, across the void, and disappeared in the distant clouds.

"The ancestor has gone out."

Countless low-level cultivators looked at the blood light that had not yet completely dissipated with envy, muttering to themselves.

There are even many low-level cultivators who have been worshipped in Beilan Sect for 10 to 20 years, but this is the first time they have seen the escape light of the Qishan ancestor. They all have expressions of admiration on their faces and remain silent for a long time.

In a valley three thousand miles away.

The scenery was like a dream, and the whole valley was filled with light clouds. In the middle of the valley was a lake of about an acre in size, surrounded by countless towering ancient trees. Only on the side near the valley entrance, there was a half-acre open space on the lake beach.

On the open space, there was a handsome young man in a green robe, looking at the lake, as if he was lost in thought.

Suddenly, a blood light fell from the sky and landed a few feet in front of the young man. When the blood light dissipated, an old man in a hemp robe was revealed. It was the third supreme elder of Beilan Sect, Qishan Patriarch.

"Is it you?" When Qishan Patriarch saw Xiao Lin, he showed a shocked expression on his face after sensing his realm.

He was naturally impressed by Xiao Lin, and even sent many trusted disciples in the sect to guard Dancao Mountain to look for Xiao Lin's traces.

If it were not for the purpose of preventing Qingshan Patriarch and Qingshan Patriarch from knowing the whereabouts of the key, he would have summoned the disciples in the sect and went to Dancao Mountain to question him.

He had thought about going there in person, but when he entered Dancao Mountain, he was shocked to find that there were three huge divine senses in Dancao Mountain, which instantly locked onto him when he entered Dancao Mountain.

These three divine senses obviously carried a deep warning, but they also really frightened Patriarch Qishan, who turned around and left Dancao Mountain without thinking.

After returning to Dancao Mountain, he was still in shock. He couldn't figure out why Dancao Mountain was just a third-rate sect with only one Yuanying cultivator in the sect. When did two more Yuanying cultivators appear?

If Dancao Mountain could have three Yuanying cultivators, it would almost immediately become a second-rate sect. Even if Beilan Sect wanted to destroy such a sect, it would have to think carefully.

Patriarch Qishan didn't know that the divine sense he sensed was actually the three elders of Minggu who were sent by Fairy Yeyue to monitor and protect Dancao Mountain.

"Daoyou Qishan, I haven't seen you for a long time." Xiao Lin looked at the Qishan Patriarch and smiled.

"I didn't expect that after not seeing you for decades, Daoyou Xiao has actually advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. It's really a cause for celebration." The Qishan Patriarch said with a smile on his face.

"Xiao is just a little luckier."

The Qishan Patriarch couldn't help but twitch his face when he heard this.

"Daoyou Xiao asked me to come here, what's the matter?"

Xiao Lin couldn't help but smile when he heard this. The Qishan old monster was obviously pretending to be confused.

But he didn't want to waste time with him here.

"I think Daoyou Qishan knows why?"

"Uh." The Qishan Patriarch didn't know how to answer when he heard this.

But Xiao Lin said directly: "Daoyou Qishan, hand over the Langhuan chessboard?"

When the ancestor Qishan heard this, his face darkened.

"Does Daoyou Xiao really think he can beat me?"

After a pause, the ancestor Qishan continued: "Daoyou Xiao has the Langhuan key, and I have the Langhuan chessboard. Only when the two are combined can we open the Langhuan secret realm. Why don't we join forces? No matter what treasures we find in the Langhuan secret realm, we can share them equally. How about it?"

When Xiao Lin heard this, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the ancestor Qishan couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope. Originally, through his spiritual sense, he knew that Xiao Lin was also a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

But for some reason, looking at the person in front of him always made him feel palpitations, which made the ancestor Qishan not want to directly conflict with Xiao Lin.

People who practice cultivation still have great faith in their own feelings.

Suddenly, Xiao Lin's face darkened, a dark green light flashed behind him, a pair of green wings flashed, and Xiao Lin's figure appeared directly behind Qishan Patriarch.

He opened his mouth, and suddenly accompanied by the sound of phoenixes, twenty-four Qingluan Ice Swords came out in a row. Almost in an instant, endless sword lights surrounded Qishan Patriarch.

Seeing this, Qishan Patriarch was shocked, blood light flashed on his body, a blood-colored shield suddenly appeared, and at the same time, two blood-colored knives flashed a large piece of blood-colored knife light, wrapping him up.

Seeing this, Xiao Lin snorted coldly, pointed from a distance, and twenty-four Qingluan Ice Swords crisscrossed, and countless sword lights, like a rain of swords, slashed towards Qishan Patriarch.

A sharp metal collision sounded.

The face of Qishan Patriarch turned pale very quickly. His two Blood-Transforming God-Slaying Swords were unable to resist Xiao Lin's magic flying swords. In the rounds of strangling, the spiritual light began to dissipate.

With a thought, Qishan Patriarch suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood towards the blood light in front of him. The Blood-Transforming God-Slaying Sword suddenly glowed with blood, and then condensed into a ball of blood light, which directly impacted the sword light curtain emitted by Xiao Lin's twenty-four Qingluan Ice Swords and opened a gap.

Seeing this, Qishan Patriarch showed a trace of joy on his face, and almost without hesitation, he dodged and flew towards the gap.

But just when he arrived at the gap, a dark green spiritual light flashed in front of him, and Xiao Lin had already appeared in front of him.

"Qishan Daoist Fellow, why are you in such a hurry to leave just now? Let's go back."

Xiao Lin opened his mouth, and a purple lightning suddenly shot out. Caught off guard, Qishan Patriarch only had time to drive the blood shield in front of him through his mind.

"Crack."

The purple lightning struck the blood shield directly, and the blood shield immediately lost its spiritual light, and dense cracks appeared on its body.

"Puff."

The Qishan Patriarch spat out a mouthful of blood, but did not dare to continue to rush forward, but retreated again.

Seeing this, Xiao Lin showed a smile on his face, and the Qingluan Ice Sword emitted thousands of sword lights, filling the gap again.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you and I have no grudges or hatreds, so why do we have to fight to the death? At most, you and I will explore the secrets of the Langhuan Secret Realm, and I will only take one-third of the treasures we get. If not, we can negotiate a quarter."

Xiao Lin stood in the void, looking coldly at the huge ball of light formed by a group of sword lights below, and did not answer.

In just a moment, the blood light in the ball of light began to dim.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please stop, I am willing to offer you the Langhuan chessboard, and I will no longer fight with you."

But Xiao Lin still did not make any move.

Twenty-four Qingluan Ice Swords emitted bursts of phoenix sounds and began to strangle the inside.

Qishan Patriarch immediately begged bitterly.

But no matter how he begged, Xiao Lin remained indifferent. He saw the blood light turned into nothingness with Qishan Patriarch's scream, and then a blood light appeared not far in front of Xiao Lin.

A blood-colored Yuanying appeared, with a panicked look, holding a silver star ring in both hands.

The Yuanying saw Xiao Lin who was looking at him coldly at a glance, and couldn't help but be scared to death. Almost without hesitation, he spit out a mouthful of blood-colored essence, and then a ball of blood light wrapped it.

The blood light suddenly exploded, and Qishan Patriarch's Yuanying disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Lin showed a sneer on his face, and a green spiritual light flashed behind him, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

Hundreds of feet away, Qishan Patriarch's Nascent Soul appeared, his eyes rolling around, as if to check if Xiao Lin had caught up.

Seeing that there was no trace of Xiao Lin around, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to be negligent. The blood light appeared again, and he was about to teleport again and escape.

Suddenly, a five-colored net appeared in front of him, almost covering most of the sky.

It covered Qishan Patriarch's Nascent Soul.

Qishan Patriarch's Nascent Soul spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his little face also showed a wilful look. With the flash of blood, Qishan Patriarch's Nascent Soul disappeared again.

"Bang." This time, Qishan Patriarch's Nascent Soul did not shoot far, and it appeared directly.

A dizzy expression appeared on his face. When he came to his senses, he saw that he had hit a five-colored net and was immediately scared out of his wits.

With a flash of blood, he wanted to change direction and escape.

But the five-colored net took advantage of the situation and the Yuanying of Qishan Patriarch was tied up like a zongzi, and was picked up by Xiao Lin.

"Xiao never cooperates with those who chase me."

At this time, Xiao Lin's voice came slowly.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, I am willing to offer you the Langhuan chessboard. Please show mercy and bypass my Yuanying." Qishan Patriarch's Yuanying, who was wrapped in the five-element purple barrier, made a shrill voice and begged bitterly.

"Forgive you, and then come back to seek revenge on Xiao someday?" Xiao Lin showed a half-smile expression.

"No, no, I can swear a vow to my inner demons that I will never seek revenge on Xiao Daoyou in this life. If I break the oath, I will be punished by thunder and death."

"In that case, Qi Shan Daoyou should hand over the Langhuan chessboard first." Xiao Lin said without comment.

Upon hearing this, Qi Shan Patriarch's Nascent Soul flashed a hint of joy on his face. He heard a relaxed tone from Xiao Lin's words.

Thinking that Xiao Lin did not want to do anything extreme, he scanned the star ring in his hands with his mind without hesitation.

A palm-sized cyan blue light suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin did not reach out to take it directly, but spread his mind and searched it repeatedly in an instant.

After making sure that Qi Shan Patriarch did not do anything, he stretched out his hand and made a move from a distance.

The cyan blue light immediately fell into Xiao Lin's hands and was put into the star ring.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, I have already handed over the Langhuan chessboard. Please spare me and let my Yuanying go."

After putting away the Langhuan chessboard, Xiao Lin's face suddenly flashed with a fierce look.

Seeing this, Qishan Patriarch's Yuanying felt a little uneasy, but before he could say anything, he felt the light net tightening suddenly. He didn't even have time to scream before he was penetrated by the light net.

Large swathes of blood-red starlight flew in all directions and slowly disappeared in the air.

Only a silver star ring was left, still flashing a faint silver light in the five-element purple barrier.

Xiao Lin casually collected the star ring left by Qishan Patriarch, and then turned into a dark green spiritual light, flying out of the mountain. After flashing a few times, it had disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Lin has been cultivating immortals for two hundred years, and he knows the cruelty of the immortal world. He no longer feels compassion like when he first cultivated immortals.

This is because he knew very well that if he released the Nascent Soul of Qishan Patriarch today, he might face the endless pursuit of Leishan Patriarch or even Qingshan Patriarch in the future.

Moreover, Dancao Mountain would also be implicated by him. In a war, no matter who wins or loses, it would be a disaster for Dancao Mountain.

So Xiao Lin would not let the Nascent Soul of Qishan Patriarch leave.

Although Qishan Patriarch made a vow to the inner demon, Xiao Lin would not hand over the initiative to others.

.......

A few days later, Xiao Lin looked at the two statues above his head, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

The scene of him, Tao Ling and Xiao Sanshao coming to search for treasures was still vivid in his mind, as if it was yesterday. Now, the two have disappeared, but he is still the same as before. This is the cruelty of the world of cultivation.

Xiao Lin sighed softly, and then the star ring in his hand flashed with a flash of light, and a green chessboard and a silver key appeared in the void in front of Xiao Lin.