Chapter 190: Liars of the Universe

One hundred and two years.

This is a very long time.

No one in this era can live to this age. In another one hundred and two years, if Xu Xuan's life span does not increase, he may only have more than seventy years of life left.

A world with an upper limit is like this. It seems to have hope, but this hope is often very long.

"Fortunately, there is the Sun Flowing Pearl Pill." Xu Xuan thought.

One hundred and two years, then this era can be harvested once more.

There is basically no need to worry about the problem of life span, and the internal force in the body is almost enough now.

According to the current success rate, about ten to twelve pills can be refined. Counting ten pills, that is also a life span of two hundred years.

So waiting for one hundred and two years is nothing.

"Stay in Mount Li for a while."

Xu Xuan pinched his fingers, and a bronze palace in the deep mountains and old forests thousands of miles away suddenly rose from the ground and flew to Mount Li.

The Summer Resort, at this time, there is a group of new owners here, just like a hundred years ago.

Lin Qingfeng sat cross-legged and practiced the skills of Prajna Magic.

Prajna Kungfu was created by Xu Xuan based on a variety of external Kungfu. It mainly trains the physical body. The levels from high to low are gold, silver, copper, and iron.

This is pure defense and strength, without any miscellaneous moves. This Kungfu, combined with the defense of the Mithril Armor, is simply invincible.

Not far away, Zhang Yanran held the White Bone Sword and sensed the last layer of Qi in the Thirteen Styles of Dielang.

Gu Mingyue gently stroked the Jiaoshou Qin.

Most of the magic weapons were returned to the hands of the heads of the sects. Of course, this great purge also led to the downfall of several heads, and the positions of heads were held by their fellow disciples or other disciples.

Whoosh!

At this time, a shadow broke through the air.

The shadow slowly descended, and when it was close, everyone realized that it was an ancient and vicissitudes of life bronze palace.

Even Yun Wuya, who was practicing in the house, was startled.

Boom!

The bronze palace fell heavily, and the ground suddenly shook. Everyone who was hundreds of feet away felt the vibration.

"What is this?" Yun Wuya was a little confused. Thinking of the ancient legends, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. This is a level that warriors can't touch. No matter how powerful the master of celestial phenomena is, he can't compare with it.

"Well, the matter of seeking immortality is ultimately vain. Who can become an immortal in the past dynasties?" Yun Wuya prepared to go back.

There are still many affairs waiting for him to deal with in the Taoist sect.

Then, Yun Wuya said goodbye to Xu Xuan and left.

"I am leaving too." In front of the bronze hall, Gu Mingyue bowed slightly. This time she came to see the real master, and she didn't dare to ask for anything else.

"Real master, I'm leaving!" Lin Qingfeng knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhang Yanran also left and returned to Tianhe Villa in Guizhou.

Getting the magic weapon is equivalent to the foundation of building a sect. You must go back and arrange it well to avoid hidden dangers in the future.

Tianhe Villa is essentially a family-based martial arts practice. Now all she has to do is to change it into a sect. Otherwise, once it grows in the future, a group of Zhang family members who have no qualifications but occupy a lot of resources will appear.

As everyone left, Mount Li became completely peaceful.

The other world has the accumulation of Yinshan Sect for thousands of years, and now it doesn't need the materials here much, unless they are particularly high-end materials.

In the bronze hall.

Xu Xuan took out the bronze mirror, and with a thought, he observed the situation over there.

Yinshan Sect.

Since defeating Xuanjing Mountain, it has been a Jindan sect for more than a thousand years.

Of course, more than a thousand years is not considered a deep foundation for a sect, especially for a sect with Jindan masters. Jindan masters usually have a lifespan of ten generations, which is six hundred years.

A thousand-year sect means two generations of Jindan.

Generally, it is considered to have a foundation after more than five thousand years.

Night falls, and dark clouds cover the moon.

Yinshan Sect is as gloomy as the name implies.

Under the huge sky, the mountain looks like an ancient beast. The shadow alone makes people tremble.

The wind howls, and ghosts and gods patrol.

As a sect that focuses on torturing ghosts and summoning gods, ghosts and gods are indispensable, so Yinshan has become a place where mortals are afraid to speak.

Yinshan Ancestral Hall.

There is a woman in the ancestral hall. This woman has blonde hair and her face is no longer as young as before, but much older. If you look closely, you can see dark red lines on the surface of her snow-white skin.

This is a sign of blood disorder.

Hong Xiangling closed her eyes and meditated for a long time. She opened her eyes, conjured up a porcelain bottle, pulled out the wooden cork, drank the blood in the bottle, and her complexion became much rosier.

This is a mixture of the blood of spirit beasts and monks.

More than two hundred years ago, Hong Xiangling should have died, but the blood of the feathered man sent by the Fairy in the Mirror gave her hope to live.

Then she used the Taiyin Refining Form Method to fuse blood, but the feathered man's bloodline was obviously impure, causing blood in the body to become chaotic and unable to progress any further. She needed to suck blood every day to extend her lifespan.

However, the feathered man's bloodline was useless.

After all, he originally had the bloodline of the Fire-Eyed Golden-Puppy Ape, which was in conflict with the bloodline of the Feathered Man.

"The Fairy in the Mirror..." Hong Xiangling muttered to himself. What kind of world was that? He always felt that the treasure of longevity was within his reach.

Even if the feathered man bloodline had been contaminated, it had allowed him to live for more than two hundred years.

More than two hundred years was not a small number. In this world, elixirs that extended life for twenty years were extremely precious, and a life extension of sixty years could make a Jindan Yuanying master disregard his dignity and rob them. Once he made a move, it was two hundred years, which showed the arrogance of the Fairy in the Mirror.

This was the most important part of the mirror. It could always bring people the most critical things. As for not breaking through the Yuanying stage, Hong Xiangling did not blame the Fairy in the Mirror. After all, he had been given a chance for more than a thousand years. If he had not grasped it well, he could not blame anyone.

"Hey, it should be only these few decades, right?" Hong Xiangling sighed deeply. In fact, this life was not a loss. After all, he had avenged his hatred and had been the head of the sect for so many years. He had lived enough.

The only regret was that she didn't see the Fairy in the Mirror in person. After all, they were "old friends" who had been with her for many years.

There was another thing she regretted doing. She shouldn't have killed Xie Lang. Xie Lang's crime was not worthy of death. No matter what he did to others, Xie Lang didn't pit her. Instead, he helped her a lot. In the end, she chose to kill him and take the Xuan Mirror.

If she had another chance, she would still take the mirror, but she would spare Xie Lang's life.

Hong Xiangling seemed to fall asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, she found a person standing in front of her.

The man was in his early thirties. His dark pupils were surrounded by golden whites, like the pupils of birds. His hair was also gray-black feathers, and there was a pair of gray-black wings behind him.

This was a mixed-color feathered person, the product of a hybrid of a pure-blooded feathered person, and he was also Hong Xiangling's proud disciple.

When the Fairy in the Mirror sent a large amount of feathered blood, Hong Xiangling considered that he would die soon, so he gave one third to his disciple Chang Yishi for cultivation. After taking the Huangting Neijing Pill, this person also completely merged his blood successfully.

The difference between the Taiyin Refining Method and the Huangting Neijing Pill is that after the former merges the blood, it is equivalent to being born with it; while the latter is obviously an external blood, which is not fundamentally integrated with the body.

Chang Yishi looked at himself quietly, Hong Xiangling smiled slightly and said, "You are here?"

Before Chang Yishi spoke, the momentum in the void became stronger and stronger.

Hong Xiangling pointed out with one finger.

Suddenly, Chang Yishi felt a series of piercing pains in his internal organs, and his head also hurt a lot, as if someone had forcibly inserted chopsticks into it and stirred it.

It turned out that the Huangting Neijing Pill had taken effect.

"Ah ah!! Master, spare me, Master, spare me! Disciple has no other ideas!"

Chang Yishi rolled on the ground and wailed.

Hong Xiangling said coldly: "It's good to be rebellious, but your master is not dead yet. Do you think you can defeat me? If you dare to disrespect the Immortal in the Mirror, it will not be as simple as pain? Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands, disciple understands!!"

Chang Yishi finally felt no pain and retreated in disgrace.

This is the successor chosen by Hong Xiangling. This person is ambitious and dares to take risks. He is the most suitable candidate to be the host. Moreover, this person is inseparable from the Huangting Neijing Pill, and there is no need to worry about his betrayal.

Twenty years later, Hong Xiangling died.

Before he died, a phoenix fire devoured him until he turned into ashes, preventing his body from being used by others.

In the ancestral hall, Chang Yishi knelt down in front of the mirror.

"Disciple pays homage to the Immortal in the Mirror!"

He was very excited. It was finally his turn. He had been stuck in the foundation-building realm for many years, and he was just short of a pill. If the Immortal in the Mirror gave it to him, he would not have to go out and fight with others.

The Fairy in the Mirror did not respond, but only flashed slightly, and then immersed himself.

"Let's deal with the external threat first and prove my ability. Xiang Ling is really old and confused." Xu Xuan thought.

The Jindan Sect has fallen from the altar, and there are countless forces around that are jealous. If we don't block the news and shrink our forces to defend at this time, then the fate of being divided up by others will be the next.

"It's better to be harvested by me than to be divided up by others." Xu Xuan thought.

Let's see the situation. If they are really no good, I will cheat them again before leaving.

The liar of the world is back in the arena again.