Chapter 413 A favor as heavy as a mountain

Chapter 413: The favor is as heavy as a mountain

If the three sects dared to attack the mountain gate, they must have prepared unknown trump cards, and at least they had a certain degree of certainty.

There might even be some Nascent Soul monster taking action.

Every time he thinks about this place, Master Qingwei feels a wave of fear and uneasiness in his heart, and he cannot sleep or eat well without thinking about Shu.

Even though he is a golden elixir monk, he does not feel safe at all.

He was afraid that he would die.

I am even more afraid that Baiyun Temple will lose its orthodoxy from now on!

The roars coming from outside were like music played before death, which intensified the uneasiness in his heart.

"Please report to Uncle Qing Wei."

At this moment, a Foundation Establishment disciple ran over anxiously, with a panic look on his face.

Although he felt uneasy, Master Qingwei did not show it.

Because he knew that he was now in charge of Baiyun Temple.

It can be messed up and down, but he can't be messed up.

"What's the decency to be so flustered?!"

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Master Qingwei frowned and scolded.

"Uncle Master. Ancestral Hall"

The foundation-building disciple hesitated and told a shocking news!

Hearing the scolding, he did not calm down, but became more frightened and uneasy.

"What?!"

Taoist Qingwei opened his eyes wide and became speechless, speaking in disbelief.

Then he ignored the situation in Yunxiao Mountain and immediately ordered another Jindan monk to take charge of the defense, and immediately led the Foundation Establishment disciple who had sent the message to the Patriarch Hall.

The Ancestral Hall is one of the most solemn places in a sect and has great significance, and Baiyun Temple is no exception.

According to convention, only monks who have reached a higher level of cultivation and made outstanding contributions to their sect are eligible to enter the Patriarch Hall after their death.

The higher realm here refers to the highest realm of a sect, and each force has different standards.

For small and medium-sized forces, golden elixir or even foundation building can be used to enter the ancestral hall.

However, for very large forces such as Baiyun Temple and Yuanyang Sect, non-Nascent Soul cultivators are not allowed to enter.

The two Yuan Ying ancestors who had lost contact with each other for several years in Baiyun Temple also left two soul lamps and placed them in the Patriarch Hall.

It is precisely because the soul lamp has not been extinguished that even though the ancestor of Yuanying has been lost for several years, many monks in Baiyun Temple still firmly believe that nothing will be a problem if the ancestor returns and they will definitely be able to turn the tide.

The hearts of the people have not dispersed because of this.

Master Qingwei hurried to the ancestral hall and looked at the two familiar positions under the many portraits.

"thump"

The dignified Golden Elixir Master, who was also the number one person in the Golden Elixir Stage of Baiyun Temple, knelt down in the Patriarch Hall without any grace, breaking the previous rules.

Under the portraits of the Yuan Ying ancestors of past dynasties, there are two soul lamps left by the contemporary ancestors.

I don’t know when, but it was extinguished! !

At this moment, Master Qingwei felt that the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, the world was dark, and his Taoist heart was shaken by this.

"If even the two uncles are met with something unexpected, then what's the point of persisting now?"

His clothes were disheveled and he was mumbling to himself. He could no longer maintain his calm appearance and was a little distracted.

"My condolences, Uncle Master."

"For today's plan, please ask Uncle Qingwei to make plans in advance."

"At this point, the foundation of this concept can no longer be maintained, but the orthodoxy cannot be cut off just like that!"

The Foundation Establishment disciple who delivered the letter also knelt down, gritted his teeth and said something treasonous.

The sudden sound woke up Taoist Qingwei and allowed him to resume his thinking.

"Yes, no matter what, the Taoist lineage of this temple cannot be cut off."

"For today's plan, this is the only way."

"Send the order and immediately notify the two junior brothers Qingyou and Qingshui to come to the Patriarch Hall to see me."

Master Qingwei closed his eyes and said in pain.

"Remember, this matter must be kept confidential and must not be leaked."

The foundation-building disciple accepted the order and immediately left without daring to delay for a moment.

Only Master Qingwei was left, kneeling alone in the ancestral hall, his back looking extremely lonely.

After about ten breaths, the two junior disciples at the Golden Core stage, Qingyou and Qingshui, whom he mentioned, hurried to the ancestral hall.

Looking at the extinguished soul lamp, the two of them were also extremely shocked and knelt down on both sides.

"My condolences to you two junior brothers."

"When I suddenly heard the news, I felt extremely sad and couldn't control myself."

"But the crisis related to the life and death of this concept is right in front of us, and there is no time to regret the spring and the autumn."

Master Qingwei turned to look at his two junior brothers, and then continued:

"The two uncles have passed away."

"Yunxiao Mountain, I'm afraid it can't be defended no matter what. It will only be a matter of time before it is breached."

"For today's plan, we still have to make other plans."

"Due to the methods of the three sects of the Chu State, the teleportation array can no longer be used at the moment, but the ancestors of the past generations were far-sighted and left a way out long ago."

"In order for this Taoist tradition to be passed on, the two junior brothers will take a few elite disciples and leave from the secret path."

Having endured the pain and made a major decision, Master Qingwei slowly spoke these words, his voice becoming extremely hoarse.

"But what about you, senior brother?"

Master Qingshui asked hurriedly.

"I'm old. Even if I escape this disaster, it's useless. It's just a withered skeleton in a grave."

"Because of the "Taiyi Dao Contract", I no longer have the possibility of having a baby,"

Master Qingwei sighed quietly and then continued:

"But the two junior brothers are different. With such cultivation at such a young age, it may be possible to condense the Nascent Soul in the future."

"Besides, if I don't die, how can the three sects of Chu State be relieved?"

"In that case, the two junior brothers will definitely be hunted down the most severely."

"At this point, we can't take such risks, and we can't take risks with the inheritance of this concept!"

Having said this, Master Qingwei closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly shook his head.

"Senior Brother Qingwei!"

Qingyou and Qingshui knew that they had misunderstood, and they were immediately ashamed and lowered their heads in guilt.

The two of them were summoned here in a hurry, thinking that Master Qingwei wanted to live quietly, so they persuaded them to escape together.

Unexpectedly, the senior brother was careless and had already put life and death at risk, which made the two of them feel ashamed.

"Let's go together."

"Senior Brother Qingwei, you are the sect's Dinghai Shenzhen. We cannot live without you."

Qingyou and Qingshui persuaded.

"No, no, I can't see that day anymore!"

"Junior Brother Qingyou, you have always been resourceful and thoughtful. I believe that in your hands, the sect's inheritance will not be cut off."

"Junior Brother Qingshui, you have excellent talents and extremely high understanding. Among all your classmates, you are the most promising to condense the Nascent Soul."

"It's just that his personality is a bit frivolous and reckless."

"In the future, we must get rid of these two bad habits and listen to Qingyou's opinions on everything. You can assist Qingyou well and focus on cultivation."

"Remember, don't think about revenge until the Nascent Soul is complete!"

At the end of his speech, Master Qingwei's tone was filled with grief, as if he was explaining the aftermath.

The dignified Jindan Master actually shed two lines of pure tears.

"Brother, no!"

Due to their love, both Qingyou and Qingshui's eyes were red at this moment, unable to accept the reality.

The two kept persuading Qingwei and wanted the three of them to go together.

"Oh, now is not the time to talk about this."

"The sect's inheritance is about to be cut off. Why do the two junior brothers have to act like little girls? Do they have to watch the inheritance of this concept be cut off?"

Master Qingwei said painfully to the portrait of his ancestor.

"But senior brother."

The two of them still wanted to persuade, but were interrupted before they finished speaking.

"But what?"

"Qingyou, don't you even listen to my words?!"

Master Qingwei turned his head and shouted sharply.

At this time, his clothes were disheveled, his eyes were red, and there were two tears on his face. How could he still look like he had attained the Tao before?

"Yes, senior brother."

"Qingyou, take the order!"

Master Qingyou said tremblingly, looking extremely lonely.

"go Go."

"It won't be too late, the sooner the better."

"Junior Brother Qingshui, don't act out of your own will."

Master Qingwei helped the two of them up one by one, persuaded them with good words, and explained some things to come.

Master Qingshui's eyes were a little dazed, as if he had returned to the past. Since the formation of the pill, the three of them had not had such an intimate conversation for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the last time they had an intimate conversation was when the sect was facing a life and death crisis.

The foundation-building monk who reported the news knelt outside the door of the Patriarch Hall and clearly heard the conversation of the three golden elixir master uncles inside.

Is this view going to perish?

After the demise of this concept, where should we go? Where else can I go?

This disciple's eyes were confused and his heart was empty. He knelt in front of the door and his eyes were dull.

There was the same sadness permeating his heart.

"Two junior brothers, take my token, take away the skills and cultivation resources, and go quickly."

"The sect treats me with great kindness, so let me fight for the sect until the last moment!"

"By the way, take the disciple who reported the news with you too."

Without much communication, Master Qingwei knew that this was not the time to delay, so he pushed Qingyou and Qingshui out of the ancestral hall.

"Let's go. Senior brother has made up his mind. It's useless to try to persuade him."

"Now is not the time to hesitate. The responsibilities you and I shoulder are equally heavy."

After taking a deep look at the Ancestral Master Hall and Master Qingwei, as if he wanted to engrave their appearance in his heart forever, Master Qingyou said this to Master Qingshui.

In the end, the two of them left with the foundation-building disciple.

In the Patriarch Hall, only the real person Qingwei was left, facing the portraits of the ancestors of all generations.

"Confucius said Cheng Ren, Mencius said Qi Yi"

Facing the portrait of her ancestor, Qingwei murmured to herself.

"Boom, boom, boom"

After a while, he kowtowed nine times, each one making a thumping sound.

It was as if he was speaking his true feelings to the ancestors of all generations.

Afterwards, he tidied up his clothes and walked out of the ancestral hall, returned to his previous appearance, and continued to preside over the defense of Yunxiao Mountain.

…

Naturally, the three sects of the Chu Kingdom did not know about the affairs between Qingwei, Qingyou and Qingshui.

But the fierce attack never stopped for a moment.

"Bang" "Bang bang"

A series of spells bombarded the blue light curtain, making a huge roar.

Although blocked by the Immortal Wood Mysterious Spirit Formation, facing the overwhelming attack, the morale of Baiyun Temple was still extremely low.

Fortunately, Qingwei blocked the news of the soul lamp, otherwise even if someone wanted to surrender, it would not be impossible.

Colorful and brilliant auras bloom, and from time to time there are dazzling auras shining in the sky.

Due to the attacks of various magic weapons, the oncoming wind was hot and cold, louder and softer, changing repeatedly.

The spiritual energy within a dozen miles around has also become extremely chaotic and violent, making it difficult and difficult to absorb and replenish mana.

Faced with this situation, the monks of the three sects had no choice but to use spiritual stones to restore their mana, and a large amount of spiritual stones were consumed every moment.

Fortunately, because the spiritual stones consumed in performing the mission are all borne by the sect, they only need to be reimbursed after the war.

In response to the orders of the elders, Liu Yu divided the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Building Stage monks in the team into two groups.

When one group attacks, the other group recovers mana.

In this way, you can attack without interruption.

Even if the "Immortal Wood Mysterious Spirit Array" reaches the fourth level, Liu Yu still believes that the three sects will have a solution.

The reason why we want to continue the stalemate is just to wait for the right time.

If you want to break through such a fourth-level formation, just like a mortal attacking a city, you must make a long-term plan.

Days, months or even years are possible.

Even when he was recovering his mana, Liu Yu did not forget to pay attention to the battlefield, staring intently at the endless methods of the monks.

In such a big scene, he had never seen some of the magical weapons and methods.

Looking around in all directions, paying attention to the elders' arrangements and formations with other monks, Liu Yu had a premonition.

Maybe one day, I will be able to use these.

I have read a lot of "strategic books" before, but my personal experience is still more profound. Many things that I didn't understand before were solved with constant observation.

Especially the performance of "Fire Feather Taoist" made Liu Yu look at him frequently.

I saw hundreds of Qi Refining Dzogchen disciples in a strange formation, their auras as natural as one.

In terms of spiritual pressure and power, it has surpassed the scope of foundation-building monks.

Under the leadership of a late-stage foundation-building monk, they continued to attack Yunxiao Mountain.

A flaming golden firebird was quickly condensed with the concerted efforts of the Fire Feather Dao soldiers, much faster than casting a spell.

This bird is about three feet tall, with a wingspan of nearly five feet. It has sharp edges and corners, but only the feathers and other details are a little blurry.

But Liu Yu was extremely solemn when he saw the power exuded by this spell.

Even the second-level top-quality spell is far inferior to the spell released by the Fire Feather Taoist Soldier.

Not to mention the release speed, which is much faster than ordinary spells.

It is precisely because of this difference that the advantage of magical weapons in facing magic has disappeared.

"Even compared to the attack of ordinary talisman, it is still slightly beyond."

Liu Yu secretly estimated.

However, he is not worried that this kind of Taoist soldiers will pose a serious threat to him.

After all, Tao soldiers have to gather together before they can use secret techniques to exert their amazing strength, which is far less than their own strength.

If you face them by yourself, you can defeat them one by one. If you can't beat them, you can run away, as long as you don't get trapped.

"The war in the Eight Continents of Yan State, Shuiyou Sect, Yuling Sect, and Danxia Cave is coming to an end."

"The journey has been overwhelming, and we haven't seen any Nascent Soul cultivators take action so far."

"The Nine Nations Alliance is such a big deal."

Liu Yu thought about this and shook his head, looking at the place where Elder Jindan attacked. The power of the magic weapon made him fascinated.