Sovereign to Immortality

0After Yang Junshan's Primary Magnetic Treasure Light matured, he could even easily control the Primary Magnetic Force. With his help, Jia Hui San's buddhist light ability was quickly cultivated to the Great Perfection Stage.    3

    

At this moment, the Aurora in the sky had already shrunk. Yang Junshan had originally wanted to continue collecting the Magnetic Birth Shield, but was stopped by Jia Hui.    

    

"Benefactor Yang, you and I are about to become the target of public criticism. It's best for us to leave as soon as possible!"    

    

While Jiahui spoke, her eyes scanned the surroundings as if they had a substance. It was as if she could see through the Aurora to see if there were any movements in the surroundings.    

    

Yang Junshan was equally vigilant. Hearing this, he did not hesitate and immediately stopped the purification and collection of the primary magnetic aura. Then, he and Jiahui took the light and left the place.    

    

Not long after the two of them had left, several beams of light flew over from the east. At the same time, two beams of light rushed out from the Aurora in the sky and welcomed the three beams of light.    

    

"Where is he?" Qi Min looked disdainfully at the two flying towards her.    

    

"I just left." The thin faced Eccentric Fan said somewhat guiltily.    

    

One of the Astral Transformation Stage cultivators beside Qi Min suddenly appeared out of nowhere and asked in a stern voice, "Since there are two of you, why didn't you follow them?"    

    

Old Freak Fan explained in a low voice, "The two of them just left, it hasn't even been the time it takes to make a cup of tea."    

    

The Snow Wind Sword Sect's Successor Disciple was about to flare up, but the other Successor Disciple who came with Qi Min giggled and said, "Senior Brother Ma, don't you see that those two definitely suffered a huge loss at the hands of Yang Junshan, so they didn't dare to follow along. Hehe, they are indeed people who can even contend with Senior Brother Qi."    

    

Qi Min frowned slightly and threw a keepsake into Eccentric Fan's hands, saying, "Alright, if the information you two have provided is true, you can rely on this token to receive the rewards from the Snow Wind Sword Sect. Junior Ma, Junior Qiao, let's go!"    

    

After the three left in the indicated direction, the two cultivators Fan and Fan chuckled. Eccentric Fan tossed the keepsake in his hand and said, "Should we follow along?"    

    

Eccentric Fan rolled his eyes and said, "I think so. Yang Junshan was able to fight with Qi Min back then, and the cultivators that went along with him didn't seem to be any weaker than Yang Junshan. Although Qi Min and the other two are true disciples, they are only at the Astral Transformation Stage."    

    

Old Demon Fan's words made his heart itch, but in the end, this was an old freak who had lived for an unknown number of years. He quickly retracted the greed in his heart and said, "It's better not to follow too closely.    

    

After the three of them left, they headed towards the north in the direction that Eccentric Fan had indicated.    

    

Junior Brother Qiao said with some worry, "Senior Brother, I feel that something is amiss."    

    

Senior Martial Brother Ma's personality was a bit more intense, so when he heard this, he immediately said angrily, "What? Don't tell me that those two old men dare to lie to me?"    

    

Junior Brother Qiao shook his head and said, "It's not those two, nor is it Yang Junshan. We didn't meet many fellow disciples along the way, even the powerful people from the three counties rarely meet them."    

    

Senior Martial Brother Ma asked in a daze, "So what?"    

    

Junior Brother Qiao said helplessly, "When the icy tides hit the ice plains, the number of cultivators from the sects and factions that made it to the ice plains is extremely high. However, on our journey, especially after we entered the depths of the ice plains, the number of cultivators that we met was extremely few."    

    

What Junior Qiao said was not appropriate for Senior Ma. Thus, he asked Qi Min, "Senior Brother, have you heard about the sect's secret methods?"    

    

Qi Min shook his head and said, "No. After we kill Yang Junshan, we will leave the ice field immediately. Yang Junshan's earth attribute cultivation base is actually up to us on this ice field."    

    

Junior brother Qiao sighed helplessly. That Yang Junshan had become a sore point in senior Qi's heart. Was it really worth it for him to have such a reputation?    

    

At this moment, on the border between the ice plains and the ice counties, a few Snow Wind Sword Sect cultivators had counted up all their gains and turned them over to the Heavenly Dipper Realm's Lu Guangda.    

    

When Zhang Mo Feng walked over, a sect cultivator was reporting to Daoist Master Lu, "... It's precisely because the sect cultivators left the ice plains early this time, that the resources collected are not very satisfactory. It could even be said to be the worst in the past years."    

    

Daoist Master Lu stretched out his hand to interrupt the sect cultivator's report, turned around and asked, "Junior Apprentice Nephew Mo Feng, did the sect's secret technique send a message to Junior Apprentice Brother Qi and the other six disciples that have yet to return?"    

    

Zhang Mo Feng lowered his head slightly and answered respectfully, "Reporting to Martial Uncle, it has been sent. Once Brother Qi and the rest receive the message, they will definitely return in time."    

    

Daoist Master Lu nodded his head in satisfaction. He handed the storage pouches that had just been handed over to Zhang Mo Feng and said, "Take these items and return to the sect's treasury. It also saves this old man from having to make another trip."    

    

Zhang Mo Feng took the storage bags and then bid farewell to Spiritual Master Lu. After getting his approval, Zhang Mo Feng turned around and left the Snow Wind Sword Sect's foothold, but he seemed to be in a hurry.    

    

About an hour after Zhang Mo Feng left, a disciple of his sect suddenly reported that a cultivator from a sect had returned from the depths of the icy plains.    

    

Daoist Master Lu was roused and said, "Call him in."    

    

A middle built cultivator with a sad face hurriedly walked in, seeing him, he choked up and said: "Senior Brother, Junior Brother Wang, when Junior Brother Wang and I were collecting the Primary Waves in the deep ice plains, we were surrounded by people from the Wangchun Sect. In order to save me, Junior Brother Wang, we, we ask you to help us kill those people from the Wangchun Sect."    

    

After this Snow Wind Sword Sect cultivator finished speaking, she noticed that the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be off.    

    

When he raised his head with a puzzled expression, he saw Spiritual Master Lu staring at him with eyes as if he had something in them. He heard him ask, "The sect has already activated the secret method to transmit and wants you to evacuate from the ice plains as soon as possible. Why are you collecting the Yuangang, to delay it and not return?"    

    

"Secret technique?"    

    

The face of this Snow Wind Sword Sect cultivator was filled with surprise. She took out a talisman from her storage pouch at her waist and said: "No, I didn't receive any message at all."    

    

Daoist Master Lu's expression changed. The Daoist Master who had just reported his harvest said, "That shouldn't be the case. Sects' secret techniques rarely fail to send out messages, not to mention that the depths of the ice plains aren't too far from here. Unless …"    

    

Saying this, Daoist Master Lu and this Daoist Master couldn't help but look at each other. Daoist Master Lu immediately shouted, "Men, go check the array glyphs of the secret technique communication in the stronghold."    

    

A moment later, a disciple rushed in with a face full of shock and said: "Reporting to Martial Uncle, the communication talisman formation has been destroyed."    

    

The cultivator next to Daoist Master Lu immediately asked, "Where are the others?"    

    

The disciple licked his dry lips and said, "Dead, dead. The three Martial Disciples who were watching the talisman protecting array formation were all killed."    

    

"Zhang Mo Feng, it must be him. Senior brother, give the order to hunt him down, he left for less than an hour. Hmph, before he left, he took away some treasures that the disciples of the sect gathered in the ice plains. Damn it!"    

    

After he finished speaking, he realized that Daoist Master Lu's face was full of complex emotions. He couldn't help but ask in a small voice: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Lu?"    

    

"Hai, it's too late!"    

    

Daoist Master Lu suddenly let out a long sigh. His face looked like it had suddenly aged. He then muttered to himself, "Unexpectedly, Uncle-Master Ye Hua actually took this step in the end!"    

    

As if he had thought of some sect's secret, his expression also changed greatly. Only the person who just returned did not know of Lu Zhen's words, and when he saw his confused expression, he quickly urged: "Senior brother, is this Zhang Mo Feng crazy? This is no different from betraying the sect, I hope senior brother can capture this person and accept the sect's punishment."    

    

Daoist Qiu waved his hand to calm his expression and said, "Junior Brother Zhao, no need to say too much. This matter is not as simple as you think."    

    

Then, Daoist Master Qiu turned to the contemplating Daoist Master Lu and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother, since this matter has already happened, the most important thing to do is to report it to the sect and let Senior Master Ye know as soon as possible. There might be a chance to salvage this matter."    

    

Daoist Master Lu shook his head and said, "You don't know, Martial Uncle Ye Hua has been planning for many years. Since he is going to take this step, then there is no longer any possibility of going back, not to mention that if there is no other sect involved, how could he dare to do so alone."    

    

Spiritual Master Qiu was silent for a moment. Then, he said, "Let's report to the sect first!"    

    

When Daoist Master Zhao heard the two senior brothers' conversation, how could he not know that the sect had changed greatly. Seeing that the two were about to leave at the same time, he couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Then what about the sect cultivators that have yet to return from the depths of the ice plains?"    

    

"Senior Brother Lu and I need to return to the sect as soon as possible. We will have to trouble Junior Brother Zhao to take care of this matter for now. We can use the communication talisman formation to quickly recover, then we can gather the other cultivators to return."    

    

At this time, in the depths of the ice plains, Yang Junshan and Jia Hui were travelling at a fast speed, arriving at a glacial land covered with deep ravines.    

    

"Are you sure you can find the ice?" asked Jiahui incredulously.    

    

Yang Junshan said without turning his head, "Of course. If we can't find the ice, how can we find the tears of the cold? If we can't find the tears of the cold, how can we cultivate the cold eye?"    

    

"Then why did you call me here?"    

    

Yang Junshan said matter-of-factly, "Protect me! Once I start cultivating, I will become blind. At that time, I will need to have someone to guard me from being disturbed during my training. Otherwise, I will really become blind. "    

    

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Crap, I mistook June for another day. Tomorrow is July 1st. How can I not have a brain!    

    

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