Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

Chapter 842 The Great Thief

Mu Sangzi smiled faintly and took out a peach wood token.

"So, I decided to recommend you to Shennong Valley. With this token, you can enter Shennong Valley as a true disciple."

Shennong Valley is a large sect in Yuanzhou. If a small sect has a disciple joining Shennong Valley, it is equivalent to hugging a thigh.

If you become a direct disciple, it is even more of a step to heaven.

Although Bai Yu didn't care in his heart, he still pretended to be happy:

"Thank you, Senior Mu Sang!"

Mu Sangzi smiled and nodded, glancing at the other two.

Then he took out two similar tokens and handed them to the head of the sect Ji Yue.

With this token, you can recommend two people to enter Shennong Valley and become outer disciples.

This was something that Mu Sangzi and others had discussed long ago, giving a few disciple quotas as compensation to avoid the sects that were searched from feeling resentful.

It must be said that this kind of continent-level sect is very particular about doing things.

Although it is a matter of bullying, it does not make people feel resentful.

The people of the Corpse Driving Sect were flattered and thanked them repeatedly.

Mu Sangzi nodded with satisfaction and stood up and said:

"We won't bother you any more. We still have to go to other sects to see if there are any outstanding people."

Ji Yue led everyone and sent the three out of the sect.

After that, Bai Yu rushed to the new Danyuan Hall.

In the hall, Lu Jing dragged his half-crippled body and was about to start refining the elixir.

Bai Yu was distressed and hurriedly held him down, circulated the power of prosperity and decline, and treated his wounds:

"Uncle Master, don't move. Leave the alchemy to me."

Lu Jing:

"I'm fine. I'm fine. You don't need to worry about it."

"This injury is nothing. Even if it's ten times more serious, I'm not afraid."

When he spoke, his intestines were still coiled around his waist.

Bai Yu was already used to Lu Jing's personality. He was a 300-jin wild boar - only his mouth was left.

He secretly crushed a Xuandan, mixed the pill with the power of prosperity and decline, and sent it into Lu Jing's body.

Lu Jing's hideous wound slowly recovered a little.

Bai Yu forced him back to the cave to rest, and sent him a few healing Xuandan.

"Don't worry, Master, I'm here in Danyuan Hall."

Lu Jing wanted to say something, but Bai Yu stopped him with one sentence:

"I'm a Xuandan master."

After settling Master, he returned to Danyuan Hall and quickly refined healing pills with one heart and nine uses.

In the following days, he devoted himself to a busy and trivial life.

The corpse-driving sect had just occupied the Chiyan Sect's dojo, and everything was in ruins.

The injured fellow disciples needed to be healed, the remaining forces of the Chiyan Sect needed to be eliminated and surrendered, and the mines and medicine gardens in various places needed to be counted and taken over...

Ji Yue disdained such trivial matters.

So all kinds of chores fell on Bai Yu, the young leader.

Bai Yu was neither anxious nor impatient, and handled each one in an orderly manner.

Just when he was at ease being the young master, the entire Shenying City began to stir.

The treasure of the corpse-driving sect was born, and the four great immortals were vying for it.

Ji Yue exchanged his family with great courage and destroyed the Chiyan Sect. Not only did he save the sect, but he also gained a lot.

Everyone was amazed at Ji Yue's ruthless courage and unparalleled combat power.

Of course, what was even more shocking was that there was a man who called himself Duan Renlong, who killed several disciples of the big sects under the noses of the four great immortals, took away the treasure, and escaped.

Countless immortals and mortals talked about this with relish, and speculated about Duan Renlong's origins.

There were even people who gave Duan Renlong the name "Devil Thief".

For decades, the hottest topics in Shenying City were the iron-faced jade fairy Ji Yue and the devil thief Duan Renlong.

On Feihu Mountain, the big boss Yan Baohu looked at the empty koi pond and was distracted for a while.

Yan Baohu suddenly sighed:

"I've been busy all the time, but in the end, it's all for nothing."

"I underestimated that crazy woman Ji Yue. She unexpectedly killed Old Monster Qin and seized the Chiyan Sect's dojo."

"I just can't figure it out. Old Monster Qin is also a well-known celestial being. How could he die at Ji Yue's hands?"

Behind him, a scholar dressed as a sour scholar said:

"No, no, Ji Yue was the person that the previous leader of the Corpse Driving Sect had high hopes for. It's reasonable for her to make a splash after leaving for ten thousand years."

"Moreover, this time it wasn't just Ji Yue's work. I'm afraid Hua Zhenzi also made a great contribution to the death of Old Monster Qin."

Yan Baohu turned to look at the sour scholar and asked:

"Military Advisor, what should my Feihu Mountain do in the future?"

Now that the Corpse Driving Sect has not been destroyed, the source of the disaster has disappeared, but the ally Chiyan Sect has been destroyed.

The situation of Feihu Mountain is very unfavorable and it is almost in danger of collapse.

That sour scholar was the second in command of Feihu Mountain, nicknamed Hu Sanju.

He seemed to have a plan in advance, shaking his head and saying:

"The Chiyan Sect was suddenly destroyed, the balance of the eight sects was broken, Feihu Mountain was attacked from all sides, and Jiyue didn't know the depth of the situation, it can be said that it was in danger."

Yan Baohu was a little impatient:

"So how to break the situation? Are we going to be bandits again?"

Hu Sanju was calm:

"No, the way to break the situation is not inside the situation, but outside the situation - Shenying Fairy City."

"Shenying Fairy City has always been determined to unify the sects, but it was rejected by the eight sects. If we secretly unite with Shenying Fairy City, Shenying Old Monster will definitely accept it."

"I heard that Shenying Old Monster is still strong and strong, and he often has sex with hundreds of women every day when he comes out of retreat."

"The big boss might as well send Hongniang to Shenying City. In this way, the big thing will be settled."

Yan Baohu pondered for a long time, and finally clapped his hands and said:

"Okay, I will send Da Naihong to Shenying City. It is a blessing for me, Yan Baohu, to have the help of the military advisor."

Then he changed the subject and asked:

"Military advisor, what do you think of the devil thief Duan Renlong?"

Hu Sanju showed a rare solemn look:

"This... Hu can't see through it either. This person is like jumping out of a crack in a stone."

"Such a person cannot be restrained by the small Shenying City."

Yan Baohu was shocked:

"Even the military advisor can't see through it! It's really scary!"

...

Half a year later, in a secret cave.

Two monks, one fat and one thin, held a long sword with a shining treasure, smiling happily.

The tall and thin monk laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, Brother Wu, we are rich. This is indeed the place where Master Tianque passed away."

The short and fat man also smiled happily:

"Brother Gao, this is our good fortune. Even the Tianque Sword has fallen into our hands, not to mention other treasures."

"Brother, let's divide these treasures."

The tall and thin monk nodded repeatedly:

"Brother Wu will decide the distribution. I will never say no."

The short and fat monk said:

"How can I be so embarrassed."

The tall and thin monk hurriedly said:

"Brother Wu, we have been friends for thousands of years. Don't--"

The next moment, he pierced "Brother Wu"'s chest with a sword.

The short and fat monk looked at the tip of a sword piercing through his chest, blood dripping from the tip of the sword, his eyes full of disbelief:

"Brother Gao, you——"

"Old Wu, I'm sorry, I think it's better to have one less person to share the treasure."

The thin and tall monk turned his long sword and crushed the heart of "Brother Wu", killing him.

He collected many treasures, and suddenly hugged the body of "Brother Wu" and burst into tears:

"God damn Duan Renlong, killed my brother!"

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