"Hurry up to Zhenyang Dojo, You Shi."

In the Zongmen token, there are only eight simple characters, which are concise and comprehensive.

But it didn't specify what it was or what the mission was.

Liu Yu put the token in the storage bag and fell into thought.

Cover up, nothing major will happen, right?

For some reason, he was easily connected to the abnormal situation in the previous square market. Could the two be related?

During this period of time, Wu Chang had already gone to inquire about this information, but the information he got was exactly the same as what Liu Yu had seen before.

Most of the second-order talismans in the stores have been bought out, and only a few stores have left one or two to support the facade.

The forces within the Yuanyang Sect are also intricate, and the various forces may not necessarily buy each other's account.

In the sect, with this kind of energy, it is impossible for a single family or monk to do it.

The only one who can do this is the sect itself.

It's useless to think too much, just go and see.

Now that he got the news and wanted to go to Zhenyang Dojo, he naturally didn't have time to practice. Liu Yu gave up this plan and opened the formation and walked out of the cave.

With a slap from the storage bag, he took out the Soul Chasing Blade, turned into a black light and shot up into the sky, flying towards Tongtian Peak.

He had no plans for Ji Ruyan to leave. The less monks know about his whereabouts, the better.

The jet-black escaping light shuttled through the mountains, advancing at a speed of four hundred miles per hour, and the occasional oncoming escaping light quickly became a thing of the past.

Many disciples in the qi-refining stage who saw Liu Yu's spiritual pressure and aura, either avoided it from a distance, or stopped in the escaping light and bowed and saluted, and only continued to fly after the foundation-building deacon had gone far.

On the child and mother's soul-chasing blade, Liu Yu's expression was solemn.

Along the way, there were several Foundation Establishment cultivators as far as he could see, but he did not know how many Foundation Establishment cultivators were in other directions. All signs indicated that the sect was about to make a big move.

"I hope that this big move by the sect will not affect your cultivation."

There were many thoughts flashing in his heart, but Liu Yu's escape did not stop, and flew straight towards Tongtian Peak.

After more than two hours, he arrived at Tongtian Peak and landed at the dojo.

To the east of Zhenyang Dojo are pavilions and towers for monks to rest and entertain, to the west are five huge fighting platforms, and to the north is the entrance to Tongtian Peak.

To the south is a bronze hall that is almost the same as the Zongmen Hall, but more quaint and solemn. The hanging plaque reads from right to left the three characters of "Zhenyang Hall". mentioned to write.

The Zhenyang Palace is usually not open. Only when Elder Jindan is preaching, or when there is a major event that needs to be announced by the elder in person, will the task be announced here.

As for Zhuang Ziling's "master", he mainly deals with unimportant trivial matters. The arrangement of the foundation-building cultivators has to be arranged with other sect masters, which is equivalent to a more powerful master.

As the Yan family is one of the famous Jindan families in the sect, there is naturally a seat for the Yan family in the head of the sect.

And the Li family has more than one Jindan cultivator. With the rise of Changfeng Zhenren, as the first family in the sect, there is more than one seat for the chief.

As a cultivator who is very close to the Yan family and a named disciple of Elder Changkong, Liu Yu has naturally visited the head of the two families over the past few years.

He mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally, implying that he should not arrange some sect tasks for himself. If it is unavoidable, then arrange the simple and quick ending.

When Liu Yu returned to the sect this time, he was not hindered by the sect's mission for a while. There was a big reason for someone talking about it, and part of the reason was because of his own cultivation and improved status.

However, the head and the principal can only arrange the monks in the early and middle stages of Foundation Establishment.

As for the late-stage foundation-building cultivators, preparing for the Golden Core is the most important thing. If it is not necessary, the late-stage foundation-building cultivators will not often be assigned tasks.

If there are more difficult tasks, those who are not powerful in the late stage of foundation building cannot complete them, and most of them are directly arranged by the elders of Jindan, similar to the "elders' meeting" in Wangyue City.

Liu Yu put the Soul Chasing Blades in the storage bag, raised his head and looked around at the dojo.

At the time of Shen Shi, the sunlight was not so strong, but there were very few people in the pavilions and towers, and the fighting platform was empty.

Only outside the Zhenyang Palace, there are many cultivators.

Some monks entered the hall without saying a word.

Some cultivators met people they knew, stopped in front of the hall to greet each other, and asked if the other party knew what the reason for the sect to call the cultivators this time.

The people who were asked shook their heads blankly, regardless of their cultivation base or identity.

"It seems that this time, the matter is limited to the golden core level for the time being, and no or very few foundation building cultivators know about it."

Looking around and listening to all directions, Liu Yu stopped in a corner and collected information silently.

"Junior Brother Liu, have you also received information from the sect?"

"Junior Brother Liu hasn't seen you for a long time, can you come in to stock up on second-order medicinal pills?"

Suddenly, two monks came over and greeted Liu Yu politely.

"That's right, how can Liu have stock in his hands? It has been reserved by all of you before it's refined."

Liu Yu nodded slightly, showing a wry smile in response to the words of the two colleagues.

He strictly controlled the quantity and quality of medicinal pills sold on the bright side, which was in line with the alchemy attainments of a new second-order alchemist.

The bulk of the sale is still in Jinxingfang City, and it is sold in secret with various makeovers. It is difficult to trace the origin and whereabouts of the medicinal pills.

On the bright side, most of the medicinal pills he refines every year are provided to the Yan family.

The two exchanged a few words with Liu Yu. Seeing that Liu Yu was not in high interest, they just responded politely, so they walked away wisely.

There were several waves of cultivators like this, and there were as many as a dozen people.

With the spread of his identities as "elder disciple", "second-order alchemist", etc., Liu Yu met more monks of the same realm in the sect, and there will no longer be the embarrassing situation of not being able to communicate with fellow practitioners.

After a few rounds of greetings, half an hour has passed. Seeing that no useful information can be collected, he has already planned to enter the Zhenyang Palace first.

"Brother Liu, long time no see."

"Hey, congratulations to Senior Brother for making great progress in his cultivation and being promoted to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment!"

Just when Liu Yu wanted to go in, a familiar voice came, and when she turned her head, she saw that it was Yan Kai.

"It turned out to be Junior Brother Yan. It's true that we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"How are you doing, Junior Brother?"

Liu Yu replied with a smile.

He still had a deep impression on Yan Kai. This son has repeatedly turned danger into danger and has extraordinary luck, and his attitude is closer to himself. He may have some extraordinary achievements in the future. He is more optimistic.

There is no need to say more about the role of luck and luck. Is there anything in Xianfu that is not a manifestation of luck and luck?

"It's still the same for the past few years. I can't compare to Senior Brother Liu's rapid progress."

Yan Kai said with a big smile, not having the same modest attitude as before.

The two said a few words and then walked into the hall together.

Entering the hall, the voice in his ears suddenly became quieter. As the place where Elder Jin Dan preached and preached, no one dared to be presumptuous.

The hall is simply divided into two floors. The first floor is where the foundation-building cultivators are located, and chairs are placed; the first floor is as high as the Jindan cultivators, with several stone seats carved with dragons and phoenixes.

Between the first and second floors, there are thirty-three steps connected, which seems to be a metaphor for something.

Liu Yu took Yan Kai and quietly found two seats in the last few rows to sit down.

Immediately after sitting down, there were whispers in my ears, and the acquaintances of the Foundation Establishment cultivators chatted about some unimportant daily life.

According to Tiannan's consistent tradition, the higher the status and the higher the cultivation, the later the cultivator will appear. The dignified Jindan cultivator naturally appeared at the last minute.

As for those cultivators who arrived late, they were often labeled as rude and rejected by other cultivators.

He didn't arrive at the stipulated time. At this time, it was not too big or too small. If Elder Jindan was in a bad mood, he might be punished.

Listening to the words in her ear, Liu Yu and Yan Kai also chatted in a low voice.

In the spiritual sense, this child's breath and spiritual pressure are very stable, obviously not only has the cultivation base been stable, but also has made small progress.

Unconsciously, an hour passed, and the time came to You.

The cultivators in the hall also went from fifty or sixty people to nearly two hundred people now.

These were not mixed in the scale of family monks and loose-cultivators at the time of Wangyuecheng, but they were all genuine Yuanyang sect foundation-building monks.

Because of the Cold Mist Spirit Stone Mine, after the five sects in the immortal cultivation world of the Chu country fought, although many foundation-building cultivators have fallen, new foundation-building cultivators have been born over the years.

After being tempered by the battle of the Immortal Cultivation World, the probability of the monks successfully establishing the foundation in these years has surpassed that of the past, so the overall scale is still maintained at about 400.

Apart from the monks stationed at various resource points and the four major immortal cities on the border, the two hundred foundation-building monks present were almost the maximum number that the sect could mobilize.

"Zao Wou-Ki", "Zhou Zhuofeng", "Li Different", "Bai Yuxuan", "Qin Qing"

Chatting with Yan Kai for a while, the two remained silent for a while. Liu Yu glanced into the hall and saw many familiar figures.

Several of the three heroes and four heroes of the sect have come, and they are all in the late stage of foundation building without exception.

The two "fairies" loved by many Yuanyang cultivators, Fairy Lengyue and Fairy Red Lotus, were all present this time.

They are among the Three Heroes and Four Heroes themselves, their cultivation bases are all in the realm of foundation building, and they have stunning looks and figures. I don't know how many disciples' dream lovers.

Many cultivators looked at the two women with a little fiery in their eyes.

However, the two women were indifferent and did not change their expressions. Obviously, they were used to such scenes and maintained a cold temperament, which made many cultivators retreat.

Liu Yu was no exception. She stayed on the beautiful faces of the two women for a while before looking away.

After going through so much, he has already seen through the beauty, and the simple and beautiful appearance can no longer make waves in his heart, and he is no longer the boy he used to be.

After a while, no cultivator came for a while.

The monks in the hall knew that the elder was coming soon, and the whispers gradually became less and less, until they disappeared completely, and the hall became audible for falling needles.

Liu Yu and Yan Kai closed their eyes and sat quietly.

A quarter of an hour later, a powerful breath appeared at the gate of the temple, and all the cultivators in the temple suddenly looked back.

A middle-aged Taoist man wearing a dark green Taoist robe with three-dimensional facial features and a beard appeared in front of him.

With his keen spiritual sense, Liu Yu discovered it half a breath before the other cultivators, but in order not to appear to be different, he forcibly suppressed the urge to turn back.

After the other monks looked back, they turned back with the flow.

The person here is the real Changfeng!

"Congratulations to Uncle Changfeng!"

A loud voice resounded in the hall, and all the cultivators stood up and saluted in unison.

Zhenren Changfeng just nodded his head indifferently, walked calmly and calmly to the end of the first floor, then flew directly to the second floor in the middle of the hall, and sat down on a stone seat in the middle.

"You don't need to be too polite, all the nephews, just sit down."

I can't see how hard Changfeng speaks, but his calm voice seems to sound from all angles in the hall, loud and aloof.

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Zhu Xiu sat down according to the words, sitting in a very upright posture.

There was no cultivator whispering, and no cultivator's divine sense voice transmission, they were all waiting for the elder's instructions.

Liu Yu's face was as usual, but his heart froze, and he really felt the terror of this Changfeng.

Relying on the spiritual sense that is far sharper than that of the monks of the same realm, he can still feel the strength of the golden core monks from other elders. But facing the real person Changfeng, there is no such feeling at all, just like the other party is a mortal, there is no warning from the spiritual sense.

Of course, this is not because the spiritual sense has lost its effect, but because the method is beyond his imagination.

Just as Liu Yu was thinking about it, Master Changfeng moved again.

I saw him wave his hand gently, and a huge light map appeared in the air.

"Chu", "Yan", "Nan Yu", "Wei"

This seems to be a map of the entire Tiannan region, with the names and territories of various countries on it, as well as the markings of major immortal cities and important resource points in various places.

"You all know about the Nine Nations Covenant, right?"

The words of Master Changfeng sounded again.

With his words ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the nine large countries named in gray on the light map, and the dozens of small countries near the Hengduan Mountains in the north, the occupied territories instantly turned gray.

And the rest of Tiannan was instantly dyed black and white.

Black, white, and gray, the three colors divide up the entire Tiannan, and the rest are just some insignificant corners, not worth mentioning.

As can be seen from this map, black and white obviously occupy more space, while gray is not as good as the first two, but not too much.

"The Nine Nations Covenant?"

Of course Liu Yu knew this.

Zhengmo has always been the two largest camps in the Tiannan Xiuxian Realm, and has dominated the Tiannan Xiuxian Realm since ancient times.

"It is long and the devil is gone, and the demon is long."

It refers to the situation in Tiannan hundreds of thousands of years ago.

However, this pattern changed ten thousand years ago. At that time, there were heavy casualties in the battle between Zheng and Demon, and the strength of both sides was not small.

Taking advantage of the fact that the strength of both the righteous and the devil was compromised and he had no time to take care of him, several major powers at the time took the lead and joined together to form an alliance to become independent from the camp of the righteous and the devil.

It was too late when the two sides reacted, the alliance had grown to a certain extent and developed into the "Nine Kingdoms Alliance", and the territories were closely connected and backed by the Hengduan Mountains.

Any strong attack from the righteous demon will definitely lose its strength and give the opponent a chance.

So this kind of pattern, which is barely considered a "three-legged confrontation", has continued, and it has been more than 10,000 years now.