UGB Chapter 680 The purple scarf is hidden, Heishan fairy prison
Chapter 680 The purple scarf is hidden, Heishan fairy prison
Chapter 680 The purple scarf is hidden, Heishan fairy prison
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"Whoosh~"
In the distant sky, a cyan light spot suddenly appeared, and it approached Wanxian Mountain in just a few breaths, making the patrolling monks feel as if they were facing an enemy.
"Seniors of the Ancient City"
After seeing who was coming, the patrolling monk breathed a sigh of relief and cast awe-inspiring eyes.
In the past 25 years, Liu Yu has completed several missions very beautifully, and also met many Jindan of the Commoner League, and his reputation gradually spread in the Commoner League.
Even Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators already knew him well, knowing that he was one of the most powerful Jindan seniors in the alliance.
"Friends of the Ancient City"
"Seniors of the Ancient City"
When he landed on the mountainside, no matter whether it was a low-ranking cultivator or a Jindan Daoist, they all greeted him.
"Fellow daoists, Elder Qing Shui summoned, Gu Mou will take the first step."
"Let's talk about the past in another day."
With a smile on his face, Liu Yu cupped his hands and smiled at several Jindan monks, and nodded with a smile to some low-ranking monks.
With that said, he walked towards the Temple of Immortals on the top of the mountain.
Since the plan is to rely on the long-term development of the Commoner League, then the actions must be in line with it, and certain changes must be made in the style of conduct.
Compared with practicing alone, it certainly lacks some freedom.
But there is no need to worry about the suppression of the Zongmen family, and you can also get all kinds of conveniences from the Commoner League, such as channels and knowledge, etc., which can be regarded as something to be willing to give.
Everything is the result of weighing the pros and cons.
"Tap"
Walking quickly, in about half a quarter of an hour, the solemn and solemn "Palace of Immortals" came into Liu Yu's eyes.
In the spiritual sense, auras in the hall surged.
These breaths are either familiar or unfamiliar, most of them belong to the Jindan level, and a small part is unfathomable, obviously they are Yuanying Zhenjun.
Yuanying Zhenjun, there is more than one person!
"More than one Nascent Soul True Monarch has been waiting here early, which shows that he attaches great importance to this matter."
As soon as this thought flashed through, Liu Yu paused, took a deep breath to calm his mind, and then stepped over the threshold.
Entering the hall, he swept his eyes quickly.
Soon, Guo Poyun and other well-known monks were seen.
Without exception, they are all core members, and their cultivation and strength are all outstanding among their peers.
In addition, led by Zhenjun Qingshui, there are several Zhenjun Yuanying standing in the hall.
"Mirror?!"
Liu Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and saw a somewhat familiar figure in the hall.
Everyone looked serious, and a needle could be heard in the hall. He walked to a corner without making a sound, but his mood was a little complicated.
In more than 20 years, Liu Yu also dealt with Ding Jing several times.
The two are relatively familiar. The last time they met was seven years ago, when they were still at the peak of Jindan.
"There are rumors in the league that Ming Jing has been at the peak of Jindan for decades."
"Common qualifications and chances are not enough, and the chance of success in conceiving a baby is not high."
"Unexpectedly, seven years later, this person was promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm and entered the ranks of elders."
Thinking of this, he admitted that he was a little envious.
After all, for all Jindan cultivators, the Nascent Soul bottleneck is a natural barrier, and very few can cross it.
I don't know how many arrogances have broken their halberds here!
In the world of cultivating immortals in the central region, the God of Transformation is located in the clouds, the dragon sees its head but does not see its tail, and the monk Nascent Soul stands on the upper level of the world of cultivating immortals.
And Jindan cultivator, at best, can only be regarded as the middle class, or "the mainstay" to put it nicely.
But in the eyes of many Nascent Soul monsters, it is not worth mentioning at all.
After all, the high realm has always been completely crushed by the low realm, and the gap between the two cannot be counted.
Now, there is a living example in front of you, successfully breaking through the bottleneck and crossing the class, how can it not be enviable?
Even with the Immortal Mansion as a reliance, and one of the three treasures of conceiving a baby, the "Ningying Pill", Liu Yu did not dare to say that he would be able to break through.
Just like countless ordinary things, there are always one or two miracles, and the ending is not necessarily unchangeable.
As for whether he can condense the Nascent Soul, he can only try his best to increase the chance of success and make everything develop in a good direction.
"But this person can condense the Nascent Soul, it is indeed a bit surprising."
"It is said that Mingjing is not the most outstanding disciple of Qingshui Zhenjun's disciples."
"But it was the first to condense the Nascent Soul, which surprised many people who were not optimistic about it."
Feeling the familiar aura in the hall, Liu Yu thought to himself.
He politely said "Prosperous fortune", but he didn't think Der Spiegel could succeed in conceiving a baby, after all, the difficulty of conceiving a baby lies there.
……
The hall was silent, and no monks spoke to communicate.
Not long after Liu Yu stood still, Guo Poyun and other friendly monks walked over in silence.
They met each other's eyes, then shook their heads.
As the introducer of joining the alliance, Guo Poyun has always communicated closely with him and has maintained a good relationship with him, which can be regarded as a good friend.
As for the other monks, they met during the mission.
After seeing Liu Yu's resolute style and extremely outstanding strength, they became enthusiastic and took the initiative to greet and get acquainted.
Over the years, I have often visited the door to exchange my cultivation experience and fighting skills experience, and I became familiar with it after going back and forth.
Seeing that the few monks he knew had no news about this mission, Liu Yu nodded slightly, looked away, and waited quietly without saying a word.
"Boom"
As time passed, a famous monk entered the hall, and when the No. 16 Golden Elixir stepped in, the hall door slowly closed and closed.
"The core members of the Commoner League are far more than 16, at least one hundred or more."
"The monks present are at least in the late stage of Jindan."
"It seems that the risk and difficulty of this mission."
Realizing this situation, Liu Yu's heart sank slightly.
At this moment, True Monarch Qingshui's kind and powerful voice rang out in the hall at a leisurely pace, clearly reaching the ears of every monk.
"The comrades who are here today to discuss the matter are the core members of the alliance."
"I believe that you comrades are absolutely trustworthy and will not disappoint the expectations of this alliance!"
"It's just because we all have lofty ideals - to overthrow Qianting and restore the universe!"
Looking around the entire hall, Master Qingshui's tone was as soft as ever, like a kind elder, making people feel kind involuntarily.
He is not at all as high as the ordinary Nascent Soul True Monarch, and he never has the attitude of treating low-level monks like ants. He has a good reputation in the Commoner League and even Jiangzhou casual cultivators.
"Overthrow Qianting and restore the universe!"
"I would like to respect the order of Elder Qingshui, and ask the elder to issue a task!"
As soon as the words fell, a monk with a cultivation base of at least the late Golden Core stage responded one after another.
Even Guo Poyun, who has always been prudent, is the same, with a little fanaticism in his eyes.
Around Liu Yu, several familiar monks responded in the same way.
The voices, one after another, gradually gathered together, as unshakable as steel.
There are no gorgeous decorations, no hypocritical politeness, but this situation is very easy to remind people of a word-unity is strength!
"No traces of spells were found."
Liu Yu was shocked and slightly moved.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the face of a famous monk, and found that these monks were all a little fanatical, and their eyes shone with a different luster.
"ideal?!"
"belief?!"
From a pair of bright eyes, Liu Yu saw these things and saw the recognition from the heart.
"This intriguing, chaotic and dark world of cultivating immortals."
"Are there really monks who gather together because of pure ideals?!"
He thought silently in his heart.
With more than two hundred years of practice experience, Liu Yu is used to looking at the whole world from the perspective of interests.
But now there are monks who take risks for the so-called "ideal", which seems incomprehensible to him.
But the facts are in front of him, and there is no trace of magical powers, so Liu Yu can only choose to believe it for the time being.
After all, the core members present are not unknown people, and their cultivation bases are at least late Jindan.
Among countless casual cultivators, it is a one-in-a-million existence.
Being able to cultivate to the present level, it is difficult for the mind to be affected.
"In this case, simply using "interests" cannot be resolved."
"Perhaps, it really is the so-called "ideal"?"
All kinds of thoughts flickered, and Liu Yu's heart returned to calm, returning to the state of no waves in the ancient well.
But he was not slow at all, and he also showed a "fanatic" look, joining the shouting team.
"good."
Looking around the hall, scanning the faces of the core members, listening to the voice of unity in the ear, Qingshui Zhenjun showed relief.
From the voices of the core members, he knew that the efforts of hundreds of years were not in vain.
The courage of many monks has been awakened, and they are trustworthy "fellows" who dare to challenge the Holy Land of Qianting.
From the pair of eyes, he saw firmness, enthusiasm, and fearlessness of death.
"Good, good, good!!"
Letting the core members shout, Qingshui Zhenjun caressed his beard and said three good words, which showed the satisfaction in his heart.
His face was reddish, and he was also a little excited.
Seeing this scene, the newly promoted Zhenjun Mingjing behind him, but a little complicated flashed in his eyes.
After a few breaths, the atmosphere in the hall was completely mobilized, and Zhenjun Qingshui raised his hand and pressed down.
There were some enthusiastic shouts, and then gradually fell down.
"This old man has already felt the intentions of all comrades."
When he said this, Master Qingshui's face turned reddish, and he paused for a while.
Taking a deep breath and calming down his ups and downs, his complexion gradually became serious, and he began to talk about the purpose of convening the core members:
"I believe you all know that in order to avoid the direct attack of Qianting Holy Land and gain a firm foothold in Jiangzhou, the League has always been known as a conservative casual cultivator organization."
"But the so-called "conservative" is nothing but a temporary compromise, a temporary policy."
"If you want to reorganize the universe, and give fairness to all the casual cultivators, compromise will never be possible!"
"If we want to achieve our common goal, we must throw away unrealistic illusions, hold the magic weapon in our hands, and stand on the opposite side of the Holy Land of Qianting!"
"Only by overthrowing the Qian Court, sweeping away the Holy Land, and breaking the monopoly of the Zongmen family can it be possible to achieve fairness."
"Under the cloak of conservatism, the League has always been a radical organization, a secret branch of the "Purple Turban Army."
Master Qingshui's tone trembled slightly, and his emotions were obviously agitated.
But in his few words, he revealed a shocking secret!
The sixteen core members heard the words, but only a few of them showed surprise on their faces.
Most of the monks were thoughtful and easily accepted the information that the Commoner League was a branch of the "Purple Turban Army".
Maybe it was known a long time ago, or maybe it was guessed a long time ago.
After all, the tokens of the core members of the Commoner League do have a certain degree of similarity with the flag and slogan of the Purple Turban Army, and it is hard not to associate them with each other.
Moreover, as a radical loose cultivator organization, they have to face the suppression of Qianting Holy Land all the time, and they cooperate with each other a lot.
The "Purple Scarf Army", as the most powerful and famous radical organization, has connections with many similar organizations.
It's no secret that the difference is more or less.
Then it is not surprising that the Commoner League has an unclear relationship with it.
"Sure enough, there is a connection with the Purple Scarf Army."
"I just didn't expect that the connection would be so close."
Down below, Liu Yu's face was calm, and this thought flashed in his mind.
When he got the token for the first time, he had a guess in this regard, and it was verified at this time.
Facing the encirclement and suppression of Qianting Holy Land, the Zijin Army suffered heavy casualties in most cases.
So where did the members of the Purple Scarf Army come from?
Send out some backbones to establish branches similar to halls and sub-rudders. In the name of conservative casual repair organizations, they will not be attacked by the Holy Land of Qianting.
In this way, new blood can be continuously absorbed, and suitable candidates can be selected from countless casual cultivators to supplement the strength of the main body.
"It is precisely because of this that the Purple Scarf Army has been defeated and fought repeatedly, burning like wildfire."
Thinking of this, some doubts about the Purple Scarf Army in Liu Yu's mind were resolved.
Pausing again for a few breaths, Master Qingshui continued to speak after the core members digested the information:
"A few months ago, the Huaizhou Movement failed, and the Purple Turban Army suffered heavy casualties."
"Only five of the Yuanying comrades escaped, and the remaining three stepped behind, and finally blew themselves up and died in regret."
"Excluding those who were directly killed, some Jindan comrades escaped safely, but there are still 21 people who were unfortunately controlled."
"The magic weapon is deprived, the golden core is sealed, and the power to resist is lost."
"According to reliable sources, these 21 Jindan comrades are currently being imprisoned in the "Heishan Immortal Prison" and will be publicly executed in a year's time!"
After a pause, he continued to speak, his original kindly elder-like tone suddenly became impassioned:
"If this public execution succeeds in interrogation, it will definitely have extremely bad effects."
"It will make potential comrades uneasy, and even shake their beliefs, which is not conducive to future riots!"
"Besides, this alliance is a branch of the Purple Turban Army. They all have the same "ideal" and fight to achieve the same goal."
"Because of emotion and reason, you shouldn't just ignore death!"
"Therefore, after discussion by the council of elders, it was decided that the 21 comrades must be rescued before the day of execution."
When it came to the end, True Monarch Qingshui's tone was decisive.
The resolute tone, combined with the gestures that are stretched and relaxed, and the clear purpose, none of them showed the determination of the elders.
As soon as the words fell, His Royal Highness monks nodded one after another.
As a radical faction, the Purple Scarf Army is the most famous, and has been challenging the Holy Land of Qianting head-on, and many core members secretly admire it.
Hearing of the misfortune at this time, it is inevitable that some rabbits die and foxes feel sad, and feel sorry for the "comrades" who were restrained.
This kind of emotion is difficult for outsiders to understand.
In addition, after Qingshui Zhenjun said frankly, this level of origin as a branch, and the place of execution is in Huaizhou next door, it is really unreasonable not to carry out rescue.
Emotionally and rationally, it should be done like this.
Among the crowd, Liu Yu also deeply agreed, as if he had been persuaded.
But in his heart, he didn't take it seriously.
He sneered at risking his life to rescue them for no real benefit, just for the illusory "ideal".
These things are too empty and too idealized for Liu Yu.
Perhaps, because he has been a monk of the sect since he was a child, it is difficult for him to agree with the commoner league.
The reason why he showed a deep agreement was that he didn't want to be too conspicuous.
After all, when the monks in the temple are united as one, if they show disapproval, they will definitely be suppressed.
Anomalies, you will be ostracized wherever you go, even if you don't do anything, so you have to pretend.
Especially when True Monarch Qingshui has already revealed his secret, he can't express his disapproval.
Otherwise, Liu Yu had reason to believe that the seemingly benevolent Qingshui Zhenjun at this moment would make a move the next moment.
"The formation of the Black Mountain Immortal Prison has found a way to break it."
"At that time, Yuanying Zhenjun, who will guard the fairy prison, will also be restrained by the old man and others."
"Right now, an elite team is needed to venture into the Heishan Immortal Prison and rescue the 21 comrades under control."
Glanced back and forth, True Monarch Qingshui regained his composure, and stated the purpose of convening everyone this time.
Behind him, Ming Jing and the other two Nascent Soul True Lords also looked at the crowd, observing their reactions carefully.
But the result naturally satisfied them.
After all, as I said before, the monks who can come here at this time are the core members of the Commoner League.
Having gone through numerous trials and formed indissoluble feuds with vested interest groups such as Ganting and Holy Land, there is basically nothing to worry about in terms of stance.
It's just that the Heishan Immortal Prison is no small matter, it is a prison carefully built by Qianting, specially designed to imprison the monks above the Golden Core.
In the history of more than 2000 years, no monk has ever escaped.
Once inside, it can almost be pronounced dead.
Therefore, although the ideal is beautiful, many monks are willing to sacrifice some interests for it, but when it comes to their wealth and lives, most members remain silent for the first time.
There were only a handful of people who stood up immediately without a moment's hesitation.
For this situation, Master Qing Shui had expected it long ago, and he was not disappointed in his heart, he just watched quietly.
After all, living is the instinct of all living beings, and there is nothing wrong with that.
To live is instinct, and there is nothing wrong with it.
Standing out is a choice, rare and precious.
"I am willing to go!"
"Guo is willing to go to Heishan Immortal Prison!"
"Yunxi is also willing to go!"
After a brief hesitation, most of the monks stood up firmly and chose to take risks.
A sonorous and powerful voice resounded from front to back in the hall.
After a brief hesitation, Liu Yu quickly reacted, and also took a step forward and said:
"The ancient city is willing to go!"
If you hesitate at this time, you will undoubtedly appear out of place.
It is a matter of life, although the circumstances are justifiable, but to some extent, the "faith" is not strong enough.
Perhaps the top management of the Commoner League will not deal with it on the spot.
But it is certain to be neglected and alienated afterwards, and there is a high probability that they will not have the opportunity to participate in the next core member meeting.
Liu Yu was one of the last few to speak, his voice was not very loud, his tone was not so firm, he seemed hesitant.
In this way, it not only shows one's "belief", but also shows the true inner thoughts.
Afraid of death, no shame.
Under normal circumstances, he should not be the first choice, after all, there are still so many comrades "actively participating".
After Liu Yu, there was another person who hesitated to speak, and in the end only one person did not stand up.
Seeing the situation of His Highness, True Monarch Qingshui nodded slightly, generally quite satisfied.
After scanning, no one stood out, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he looked away.
"In the Heishan Immortal Prison, there are also our "comrades" who have already figured out the basic situation."
"So the risk is not as great as imagined."
"Because of trust, everyone is willing to participate in this operation, and the alliance will naturally not let you down!"
"Let's not let you comrades take risks in vain."
"This old man is the master. Regardless of whether the rescue succeeds or fails, there will be a reward that will satisfy everyone."
"Never disappoint the comrades who fight for the alliance!"
Master Qingshui continued to speak, talking about the situation of this mission, and made it clear that there would be a generous reward for the mission.
In an extremely disadvantaged situation, core members are still willing to stand on the opposite side of Qianting Holy Land. This persistence is extremely valuable.
It's just that when the test comes, no one can tell how long this persistence can last.
He understands that blood and ideals alone cannot last long, and there must be matching rewards.
After finishing speaking, True Monarch Qingshui stopped speaking, and the hall fell into silence again.
This person kept moving his eyes, scanning the face of a famous monk, and began to look for suitable candidates for the task.
PS: It’s a little bit stuck, so I can only owe the change first, and I will make up the change slowly later, so I won’t be lazy
(End of this chapter)