MTL - Seeking Immortals-Chapter 301 Abandon law to protect students

  Chapter 301 Abandoning the law to protect students

   "What, Dagan dares to raise an army to dig the ancient tomb of the sleeping monk! It's unreasonable, Tu Dagan counts me as Lu Jiansheng!"

  In a remote restaurant in a secular country, the sloppy old man who was drunk a moment ago received a sword and suddenly woke up with a stern look in his eyes.

  Xunjian has a saying, three years ago, Emperor Yang Ying of Dagan raised his troops to dig the tomb of a sleeping monk in Yaya Valley.

  As early as three hundred years after the advent of the age of the weak, the monks of the world reached a covenant for cultivating immortals in the age of the weak: if the monks disturb the place where the immortals sleep, they will kill the monks;

  This covenant is kept by all aspiring monks in the world.

  In the age of weak spirits, many monks choose to sleep and wait for the world, but there are still some monks who seek immortality in this world. Those who seek immortality in this world may choose to sleep after thinking about themselves, and they all follow the covenant of immortality in the age of weak spirits.

   Over the past few hundred years, many ordinary countries have excavated ancient tombs, which aroused the anger of the monks. In the end, the monks destroyed a country, and even broke the historical inheritance records of a place, and the way of immortality was completely lost.

   Over time, grave-digging countries have become less and less common, and yet another case has emerged.

  Cultivators from all over Central Continent contacted each other, and the news that Dagan had dug up a dormant ancient tomb spread quickly. When the surviving monks heard about it, they were all indignant: "A mere mortal dares to offend an immortal! We should destroy a country and take it as a warning!"

  A large number of monks gathered in the valley of Luoya, and went to the border area, where the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of the building.

   Half a year later, Qianjing.

   One ride after another, Yinwei galloped into Beijing.

"Your Majesty, there seems to be a large number of immortal cultivators in the northern border of Daqian, gathered in the Luoya Valley. We, the hidden guards, cannot investigate deeply. If we go deeper, we will be discovered and killed by the monks." Inside the Qian Palace, the hidden guards will Report the news of the investigation to Yang Ying.

   "How could this be..." Yang Ying, who heard the news, turned pale in shock.

  As the king of a country, one can see the big from the small, so Yang Ying naturally understands the intention of the world of cultivating immortals to gather in the valley.

  At the beginning, one of the three immortal cultivators escaped from the ancient tomb of Shenmian in Luoya Mountain. Now the other party must have invited other immortal cultivators to take revenge.

  Yang Ying has been preparing for these years, and the troops from all over the country have been deployed to prevent the escaped monk from retaliation, but he doesn't know why the other party can call so many immortal cultivators.

   "Report!"

Another hidden guard rode into the palace, and the hidden guard ran into the palace in a panic and said: "My lord, there are immortal cultivators appearing on the borders around Daqian, and they are scattered all over the border. Dagan soldiers and civilians these days, anyone who goes out of the border will be punished by cultivating immortals." beheaded."

   "This!" Yang Ying recovered from the shock and was furious: "You bastard, how dare you!"

   "I, Yang Ying, seek immortality and Taoism, what have I to do with the common people!"

  The experience of being a superior made Yang Ying perceive a terrifying thing from the two pieces of information. The revenge of the cultivator was not aimed at her personally, but at the entire Daqian.

  At this time, Wu Yilian also walked into the palace in a panic, and said with a serious expression: "The big thing is not good."

Yang Ying waved back the two hermit guards, and immediately issued an imperial decree, strictly ordering the people from all over the country not to go out of the border of Dagan, and ordering the people on the border to retreat to the hinterland of Dagan. Looking at Wu Yilian again, he said: "What is the situation? How can the sleeper in the ancient tomb attract such a large number of monks?"

   "Look at this." Wu Yilian handed out a piece of paper.

  The document is impressively written with the words "The Covenant of Immortal Cultivation in the Era of Weakness".

  After reading the document, Yang Ying said coldly, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier!"

  Wu Yilian said with a wry smile: "I just got this covenant. However, even if we had this covenant in our hands, we probably wouldn't believe it. We would still dig up the ancient tomb of the Sleeping Valley."

   "At best, we will make more arrangements and try to kill all the sleeping monks, but even so, the fire cannot be contained in the paper after all. Sooner or later, the cultivators will know about our grave digging."

  "Since we decided to seek immortality in the age of spiritual weakness, we have stepped into the realm of immortality."

   Immortal Dao Demon Obstacle...Yang Ying lost her mind for a while, and continued digging tombs to seek immortality.

  She thinks she has seen through the demonic barriers of immortality, and can protect the well-being of all people when she is seeking immortality.

  Those who don't think about the authorities are fans.

  …

   "Fellow Daoist Yang, we should think about retreat." Wu Yilian said quietly.

  In the Era of Spiritual Weakness, although there were few immortal cultivators, the land of Central Continent was really vast, and there were still quite a few immortal cultivators.

  At this time, there should be thousands of immortal cultivators gathered in the Dagan Kingdom.

   This force, no matter how hard it is, can't resist it.

   "How to retreat? I can't." Yang Ying shook her head and said.

   "Hide in the deep mountains and old forests, or bury yourself underground, or have a chance to escape." Wu Yilian thought about it.

   "This is just a child's joke." Yang Ying glanced at Wu Yilian, and with a stroke of mana, he floated out of the palace like the wind.

   After leaving the palace, Yang Ying went directly to the Erhu shop.

  When the people in Dagan were threatened, Yang Ying immediately thought of Uncle Li. There is no doubt that Uncle Li is powerful.

  Yang Ying didn't know Li Shu's specific realm, but the other party was definitely not a Qi refining monk.

  If Uncle Li makes a move, he will definitely be spared the danger of a big fight.

  Yang Ying opened the door and walked into the Erhu shop, only to find that there was no one in the shop.

   "Could it be that Uncle Li is hiding from me?" Yang Ying was slightly distracted, and after a while, she realized that Li Qing was not hiding from him, but really not there.

  The furniture in the shop was already covered with dust. Li Qing left the Erhu shop at least half a year ago.

  Yang Ying returned to the palace in a blink of an eye and began to mobilize the army to resist the invading immortal cultivators. She will not sit still!

  Yang Ying understands that monks in the age of weak spirits have limited strength and cannot resist an army of millions. She hopes to kill some monks and force them to retreat, although this is difficult.

  At this moment, Yang Yingren's belief in Ding Shengtian was shaken.

   There is not much time left for Yang Ying to calmly arrange. One month later, eight hundred qi refining monks will enter the northern border at the same time.

  …

   Dagan North.

   Eight hundred qi refining monks gathered in the boundary line. The monks looked relaxed, chatting and laughing happily with each other, and didn't take the massacre of mortals seriously at all.

  A monk sighed: "I also come from among mortals, but if you are mortal, you will become mortal, and if you are immortal, you will become immortal. If you don't commit immortality, the crime of massacre in this trip should fall on Yang Ying's group of gravediggers."

  Duan Guihai dragged his one arm, walked in the forefront, and shouted: "Thank you fellow Taoists for gathering here to kill Dagan, to avenge me, and to protect the order in the age of weak spirits."

   "I heard that Yang Ying mobilized an army of 1.5 million in the first-line valley area. Bubu has a heavy army, and wants to compete with us."

   "Are we going straight to the valley, or what?"

  Lu Jiansheng came out of the monk drunk, and said: "Surely go to Yixian Valley, and take Yang Ying's head, but there is no need to go straight, anyway, you want to slaughter the country, all the way."

   "Slaughter!" All the cultivators responded one after another.

   Duan Guihai's face turned cold: "Then let's slaughter all the way there!"

  A massacre spread to Yixian Valley like this, and no one could stop these monks.

Three days later, in Yiyigu, the center of the million-armed army, a soldier reported in a panic: "My lord, I'll report from the front. Three days ago, eight hundred immortal cultivators entered from the north and went straight to Yiyigu, slaughtering fifteen of them in three days." city, the people were killed and injured countless times.”

   "Bastard!" Yang Ying slammed the table into pieces.

   said coldly again: "Didn't I issue an imperial decree earlier to let the people in the northern cities temporarily abandon the city and return to the mountains and forests, why are there still a large number of civilian casualties?"

  The sergeant replied: "Most of the people have already entered the mountains, but some people don't want to leave the city and suffer from this disaster."

  Yang Ying heard it, but said nothing.

   Half a day later, eight hundred monks appeared outside the Yiyi Valley.

  Duan Guihai looked at the army formed by millions of troops with disdain, and shouted: "Yang Ying, when you dug my sleeping tomb three years ago, you could have imagined the end of today."

   "Look at the millions of soldiers who fought for you in Yixian Valley. They will all die here today. Does your heart ache?"

   "I'm asking you, Yang Ying! Do you know your mistake!"

  Yang Ying didn't reply, and the one who replied to Duan Guihai was from a million soldiers: "Zhan Zhan Zhan!"

   "What nonsense, it's just a mob, so kill it." Lu Jiansheng held two swords and charged into the formation of millions of troops.

  Eight hundred monks also moved instantly.

   This is not an evenly matched battle. Although the million-dollar army is astonishing, the moment the monk swung his spell, it collapsed.

   This is a massacre.

  Yang Ying stood in the center of the army formation, tears streaming down her cheeks. Although she was at the third level of Qi Refining, she didn't need to do anything, and she only needed to step forward, and she was instantly killed.

   The power of eight hundred repairs working together to charge the formation was beyond Yang Ying's expectations.

  Watching the soldiers in the valley fall down one by one, Yang Ying roared: "Enough! Stop them all!"

   Some people stopped fighting and looked at Yang Ying from a distance, but some people continued to kill.

  Yang Ying cried to the sky: "Uncle Li, are you there?"

   "Xiaoyingzi is wrong, Xiaoyingzi shouldn't seek immortality in the age of spiritual weakness."

   "Xiaoyingzi should listen to Uncle Li and live an ordinary life."

   "But Xiaoyingzi doesn't understand why Uncle Li can be so powerful in the age of spiritual weakness and can cultivate immortals normally, why can't Xiaoyingzi."

   "Why is Uncle Li unwilling to pass on the method of seeking immortality in the age of spiritual weakness to Xiaoyingzi or to the monks in the whole world? Xiaoyingzi believes that Uncle Li can do it!"

  Yang Ying suddenly wiped away her tears and said loudly: "Uncle Li, I don't know if you are in Yixian Valley, but Uncle Li once said that Yingzi left a magic power in my body, which can protect my life once."

   "Yingzi is dead. I don't know if this mana is still there. If not, Uncle Li must have replenished it."

   "I have never used this magic power, but it should be able to help me escape today's death."

   "I know that I have sinned deeply and caused the tragic death of all people. I really have no face to live forever. I don't want this magic power for body protection. I beg Uncle Li to give this magic power to the people of Dagan!"

  "I was born with a weak spirit and couldn't seek the way, so I abandoned my weak spirit."

   As he spoke, Yang Ying pulled out the saber in his hand and drew it towards his neck, a column of blood spurted out, and he fell down.

  It seems that Yang Ying's last call had an effect, and a phantom of a big snow-white dog came out along with the blood column.

  The big snow-white dog rose into the sky, releasing endless pressure, and then fell into the sky, bursting into the wind, and pressing down on the entire Yixian Valley.

  A line of valleys trembled, and mountains collapsed.

  Someone among the monks called out: "Golden Elixir...the power of the Nascent Soul!" Then, both feet knelt down.

  Millions of people in the entire valley, following this magic power, all knelt down without any casualties.

  At the same time, Li Qing stepped out from the clouds, looked at Yang Ying who was lying on the ground, shook his head and said, "You are right, it is this era that is wrong."

  Li Qing's gaze penetrates the sky, the earth, and people.

  (end of this chapter)