Chapter 430 Who dares to act so recklessly in Qinling Mountains?
High in the sky,
A True Immortal stood with his hands behind his back, his voice full of majesty: "Listen, people from Qingyun Sect, if you give up Huashan obediently, I will spare your lives. If you resist stubbornly, don't blame me for being rude."
It can be seen from this that
This true immortal is a cultivator of the immortal path. If he were a demon, he would have massacred Mount Hua long ago.
Having said that,
Because True Man Zixu was stationed in Luoyang, the demonic cultivators did not dare to enter the heartland of the Central Plains.
There seemed to be a tacit understanding between the immortals, demons, Buddhas and monsters. Even the top overseas cultivators had tacitly demarcated their respective activity areas without even discussing with each other.
The demons are mainly active in the northern wilderness and desert, while the immortals linger in the eastern and southeastern coastal areas.
The demonic monks mainly developed the southern and southwestern territories.
The Buddhist sect has not taken any action yet, but I think it will choose to manage the western border and will not break the tacit understanding between them.
As for the Central Plains, including the Guanzhong region, it is bound to become the focus of struggle among various forces in the future.
And from the fact that this true immortal came to Huashan alone, it can be basically inferred that he is a first-class overseas cultivator, and the kind of cultivator with a rather eccentric personality, and has no disciples following him.
"Uncle Tian, can the Immortal Execution Sword Formation withstand this?"
On the top of Mount Huashan, Qingyun Sect's headmaster Xiao Yicai had a solemn expression on his face, staring at the sky nervously.
It has been seventy years since Qingyun Sect moved to Huashan. The young headmaster at that time has now entered middle age. He has the demeanor of Taoist Master Daoxuan in his past, and his cultivation is even better than that of Taoist Master Daoxuan.
But at the same time, the disaster that Qingyun Sect is facing now is by no means comparable to the disaster of the Beast God back then.
Tian Buyi, who had the bearing of a master, also had a solemn expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "If it was a powerful earthly immortal, maybe I could resist it a little, but a true immortal..."
Xiao Yicai understood instantly.
When Xiao Yicai thought that the thousand-year-old foundation of the sect would be destroyed by him, he was in so much pain that he could hardly hold himself back. After a long while, he finally said hopefully, "Uncle Master, do you think Lian Zhen Xingjun will come?"
At first,
It was Qin Mo who arranged for the Qingyun Sect to establish its temple in Huashan.
Qinling Mountains is the territory of Shenxiao Sword Sect, and Qingyun Sect is considered to be a subsidiary sect of Shenxiao Sword Sect. When Qingyun Sect was in trouble, it was reasonable for Qin Mo to come to the rescue.
I heard that not long ago, the Star Lord Lian Zhen killed three powerful earthly immortals with one sword.
"This is the true power of an immortal." Tian Buyi said.
Xiao Yicai fell silent again.
Yes, no matter how powerful Lianzhen Star Lord is, he is still an earthly immortal. How can he compete with the true immortals?
Heart,
Gradually sinking to the bottom.
"So, we really have no choice but to evacuate." Xiao Yicai said in a hoarse voice.
This is not as simple as just giving up Mount Hua. Given the current situation in Central China, once they leave Mount Hua, Qingyun Sect will probably not be able to take any of the better famous mountains and rivers.
Even if you get lucky,
I guess in the future there will be a panic evacuation, and the same scenario as today will happen.
Best choice,
Just find a corner to stay.
This was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the Qingyun Sect, which was ambitiously trying to rise again.
"Retreat!"
Tian Buyi was equally reluctant, but powerless to change the situation, even though he had become a legend.
Standing behind the two of them were fellow elders Shuiyue Zhenren, Suru and others. Qi Hao, Zeng Shushu, Song Daren, Wen Min, Chu Yuhong and other heads of each branch were also there. Each of them had a solemn look on their faces, and a sense of powerlessness.
"Humph, you are stubborn!"
Seeing that Qingyun Sect had not responded for a long time, Pei Yingsong finally became angry. He made some hand gestures and summoned a bolt of lightning, which hit the Zhuxian Sword Formation below with a bang.
Crash~~~
The seemingly unbreakable powerful sword formation was shattered by just one strike.
"Wow!!"
Tian Buyi, whose mind was connected to the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, was caught off guard , his mind was damaged and he vomited blood.
“Not easy!”
Su Ru walked forward with a worried look on her face, her eyes full of concern.
There were some hot-blooded disciples who were already angry and had summoned their magic weapons, preparing to fight the immortal like an ant trying to shake a tree.
"I'm fine, disciples, please don't move rashly!" Tian Buyi waved his hand.
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Yingsong had already suppressed the sword light and landed on the top of Huashan Mountain, with a sense of majesty around him: "Get out of here!"
Tian Buyi and others looked extremely ugly. When had they ever suffered such humiliation?
As a true immortal, Pei Yingsong was able to do this, which was actually the utmost he could do in the world of immortal cultivation. If he had a worse temper, he would have killed someone to establish his authority long ago.
Immortal monk,
But it doesn't mean that they are good people.
Especially for overseas cultivators, they face various complex conflicts all year round and are more brutal.
"We're leaving now."
It was Xiao Yicai who stepped forward at the critical moment, calmed the disciples and organized the evacuation tactfully.
Pei Yingsong nodded with satisfaction. He was not a bloodthirsty person. He had few friends due to his introverted personality. The reason why he wanted to find a better place to practice Taoism when the Central Continent opened up was because he wanted to find a better place to practice Taoism.
“Huh???”
At this moment, Tian Buyi suddenly looked up and gazed at the distant sky.
Pei Yingsong also sensed that a sword light was rapidly approaching Huashan, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You really overestimate your own abilities."
Since he dared to occupy Huashan, Pei Yingsong must have done his homework in advance.
He also knew that Qin Mo, the head of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, had killed three demonic immortals. In view of this, Pei Yingsong did not choose to occupy a blessed place like Shenxiao Mountain.
He just wanted to keep things peaceful and didn't want to have any conflict with the Shenxiao Sword Sect.
It's really urgent.
Who knows what Qin Mo will do?
But Pei Yingsong never expected that after he had already taken a step back, Qin Mo would still dare to come to Huashan for support. Did he really think he was a good-tempered person? !
His face darkened.
As he spoke, Qin Mo had already pressed down the sword and landed on the top of Mount Hua.
"Lian Zhen Xingjun!"
Xiao Yicai, Tian Buyi and other people from Qingyun Sect saluted together, each with a complicated expression, including surprise, expectation, and a little bit of nervousness.
"Um,"
Qin Mo nodded slightly, turned to look at Pei Yingsong, and bowed, "May I know what your name is, brother? I am Qin Mo, the headmaster of the Shenxiao Sword Sect."
"Heishongdao Pei Yingsong."
Pei Yingsong returned the greeting patiently and said in a deep voice, "Are you going to stand up for Qingyun Sect?"
"Qingyun Sect is a subsidiary sect of Shenxiao Sword Sect. Brother, you came here uninvited and without even saying hello to me, but you want to drive Qingyun Sect away and occupy their nest. I'm afraid that's not appropriate, right?" Qin Mo said calmly.
"I just want to take over your place, what do you think?" Pei Yingsong said in a stiff tone.
"Since Brother Dao insists on doing this, we have no choice but to do it." Qin Mo said calmly.
Xiuxian World,
After all, it’s all about strength.
"Heh," Pei Yingsong raised his eyebrows as if he had heard some big joke, "Just you?"
Even though Qin Mo is already a ninth-level Earthly Immortal, as long as he is an Earthly Immortal, there is a world of difference between him and a True Immortal. What's more, Pei Yingsong is a veteran True Immortal.
"Just me!"
Qin Mo didn't explain much, and flew directly to a high altitude on his sword.
Pei Yingsong then noticed the Purple Lightning Immortal Sword in Qin Mo's hand. His face twitched. He felt sorry for Qin Mo because he was just a casual cultivator and an ordinary True Immortal, and he still didn't have a mid-grade magic weapon.
This is actually the norm.
The seventh-level flying sword in his hand suddenly seemed a bit dazzling.
Invisibly, this angered Pei Yingsong even more. He also flew up to the sky on his sword and said fiercely, "Well, I originally only wanted to occupy Huashan, but now it seems that I have to take over Shenxiao Mountain."
When an honest person loses his temper, he can be very scary.
"If you defeat me, the entire Qinling Mountains will be yours." Qin Mo was calm from beginning to end.
It is this calmness,
Pei Yingsong's self-esteem was deeply hurt. "Go ahead and let me see what you can do." The more this happened, the more Pei Yingsong had to put on airs and not bully the weak, so as not to give others a chance to criticize him.
"Then I'll be welcome."
Qin Mo felt amused in his heart. A low-profile True Immortal like Pei Yingsong was really no match for him.
The Zhou Tian Xing Dou sword intent rose up and attached to the Purple Lightning Immortal Sword. In order to defeat it with one strike, Qin Mo quietly attached a trace of the newly comprehended true meaning of destructive thunder to the immortal sword.
in this way,
Driven by the powerful sword intent, the Purple Lightning Immortal Sword turned into a hundred, and a hundred turned into ten thousand, and in an instant formed a wall of sword formation, all shooting towards Pei Yingsong.
"Huh?"
Pei Yingsong was also a sword immortal. He immediately sensed the unusualness of Qin Mo's sword intent. His face changed slightly. He then realized that he had been too arrogant, but it was not easy for him to shut up at this time.
I can only bear it.
Pei Yingsong made a sword gesture and the Songfeng sword in his hand also turned into thousands. In an instant, he set up a defensive sword formation. Under the activation of his immortal power, the sword light that was not inferior to the Purple Lightning Immortal Sword burst out.
when!!!
The flying swords of both sides fought on the battlefield like thousands of troops.
Each of the virtual flying swords represents a peerless swordsman. With the blessing of the magic power and sword intent of their respective owners, they are filled with murderous intent and fight the enemy fiercely.
"What do you think? Can Lord Lian Zhen win?" On the top of Mount Huashan, Xiao Yicai and others watched the battle in the air nervously, as it concerned the future fate of Qingyun Sect.
“I don’t know!”
Among the crowd, Tian Buyi naturally had the most say, "Lian Zhen Xingjun has the help of an eighth-level flying sword, but Pei Yingsong is a true immortal after all, with strong magic power and rich experience in fighting..."
"Hey, has the winner been decided?"
Before Tian Buyi could finish his words, Xiao Yicai exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone looked up and saw that Qin Mo's purple lightning sword suddenly exerted force, bursting out with a devastating aura, and instantly cut Pei Yingsong's sword light into pieces.
"Wow!!!"
Pei Yingsong was severely injured, spitting blood, his face instantly turned pale, the Songfeng Sword rolled back, and he looked at Qin Mo in disbelief, "You, you actually realized the true meaning of the Dao?"
That is a realm that only a Golden Immortal can reach...
"You are wrong, this is just a slight insight of mine, not the true meaning of the great Dao." Qin Mo explained while recalling the Purple Lightning Immortal Sword, giving Pei Yingsong enough face.
"so……"
Pei Yingsong's expression eased a little, but he still couldn't let it go. Just now, he clearly felt a force that could destroy everything, which made him tremble with fear and his mind was instantly lost.
This led to the recent defeat.
Seeing that Qin Mo was unwilling to say more, Pei Yingsong naturally did not ask more questions. He looked embarrassed and clasped his fists and said, "You win. I will leave now. From now on, I will never set foot in Qinling again."
But he is also a gentleman who keeps his promises.
Although Pei Yingsong still had some means to save his life, and really wanted to fight to the death, he might be able to fight with Qin Mo again, but he had already been defeated in the sword fight just now, and he really didn't have the face to fight any further.
Besides, there is no need!
With Pei Yingsong's status as a true immortal and the vast territory of Central Continent, he can always find a suitable place for practice.
"Win, win?"
As soon as Pei Yingsong said this, everyone in Qingyun Sect jumped for joy. After a sudden turn of events, they looked towards Qin Mo with eyes full of gratitude.
This time,
It's considered holding the right thigh.
It was not until this moment that the people of Qingyun Sect faced up to the reality and admitted from the bottom of their hearts that they were a subsidiary sect of Shenxiao Sword Sect.
Before
But I'm still not convinced.
Who would have thought that Qin Mo, with his ninth-level earthly immortal cultivation, could actually beat a true immortal without any chance of fighting back? If he could become a true immortal, how could he do that?
Pei Yingsong sighed inwardly, too embarrassed to stay, so he drew his sword and fled.
"Wait a moment!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Qin Mo called Pei Yingsong.
Pei Yingsong's expression froze, and he said in a deep voice: "What else do you want? Do you want to keep me here?"
He thought,
Qin Mo is going to settle the score later.
"I want you to stay, but to become a priest of the Shenxiao Sword Sect." Qin Mo said sincerely.
"worship?"
Pei Yingsong's expression eased slightly, and he subconsciously said, "No need to offer sacrifices."
After all, he is a true immortal. How could he condescend to serve as a worshiper in a sect that only has one earthly immortal?
What's more, Pei Yingsong is a solitary person who is not good at getting along with others. He has no interest in joining any sect, otherwise he would not be alone all the time.
"Brother Dao, why don't you listen to my conditions first?"
Judging from Qin Mo's previous behavior, Pei Yingsong provoked him first and then was defeated by him, so how could he let him go easily?
After all, it’s 100 million experience points.
and,
Since it was Pei Yingsong who seized Huashan first, even if the overseas cultivators knew about this, they would have nothing to say.
After all, Qin Mo is the one who makes sense.
Qin Mo did not do this because he wanted to subdue Pei Yingsong so as to add a powerful force to the Shenxiao Sword Sect so that they could better deal with the chaotic situation in the Central Continent.
"What conditions can you offer? Are you going to give me the Purple Lightning Immortal Sword?" Pei Yingsong subconsciously expressed his deepest desire.
After the battle just now, Pei Yingsong was actually still a little unconvinced. If he also had an eighth-rank flying sword in his hand, even if Qin Mo had comprehended the true meaning of that strange avenue, he would not be able to defeat him so easily.
As an overseas independent cultivator, the thing that is at a disadvantage the most is the magic weapon.
"The Purple Lightning Immortal Sword is my most precious possession, I cannot give it to you..."
“Hey~~~”
Pei Yingsong sighed in his heart.
"But, as long as you agree to be a worshiper of my Shenxiao Sword Sect, I can give you a mid-grade magic weapon right now."
"W-what?"
Pei Yingsong looked up suddenly. Where did this Qin Mo come from? Was it true that mid-grade magic weapons were everywhere?
Just send it when you say so?
Just as he was about to make a sarcastic remark, he saw a pair of black scissors in Qin Mo's hand. It looked ordinary, but it exuded the spiritual energy fluctuations of a mid-grade magic weapon.
"Gudong..."
Pei Yingsong swallowed subconsciously and his eyes widened.
