Wonderland

Chapter 716 Killing Qi Shan
Beilanzong

The Beilan Mountains, located in the eastern part of the Southern Territory, stretch for nearly a thousand miles.

The Beilan Sect was originally one of the seven ancient sects in the Southern Territory. It has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and has a profound heritage. Now the first elder of the Beilan Sect, Qingshan Patriarch, is in the realm of the late Yuanying.

The second and third elders are the Patriarch Lei Shan and Patriarch Qi Shan respectively.

Among the continuous mountain peaks, there are three peaks, more than a thousand feet high, located in the middle and north and south of the Beilan Mountains respectively. These three peaks stand out from the crowd and are very conspicuous in the continuous Beilan Mountains.

The three peaks are Qingyuan Peak, Leiming Mountain and Qishui Mountain.

These three peaks are also the cultivation caves of the three great elders of the Beilan Sect, and they are also the core of the entire Beilan Sect.

There are tens of thousands of disciples of Beilan Sect. There are nearly 3000 immortal cultivators in the golden core stage alone. There are also two to [-] disciples in the inner sect who established the foundation. The total number of people is at least [-] or more.

As far as the Southern Territory is concerned, the Beilan Sect is a veritable large-scale sect, and countless low-level immortal cultivators are all proud to be able to worship the Beilan Sect.

Qishui Peak is surrounded by small peaks hundreds of feet high, with green mountains and green waters, and the scenery is picturesque.

Dozens of people at the foot of the peak were coming in and out of the rows of palaces, chatting and laughing, and countless low-level disciples were flying among the mountains and forests.

Suddenly a zhang long dark green aura pierced the void, shot into the mountain peak almost instantly, and disappeared.

Some low-level disciples of the Beilan Sect couldn't help but stop and watch, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

But most people are not surprised, because they know that this is the way of communication between high-level immortal cultivators - sword energy transmission.

The transmission of characters through the air and their low-level disciples has the same effect, but the transmission of characters through the air is relatively limited by the distance, while the legend of Jianqi has almost no distance restriction. The only limitation is the person who sent the letter. Boundary cultivation base.

Not long after the sword light disappeared, a bloody light several tens of feet long shot out from the cave on Qishui Peak, with an ear-piercing howl, across the void, and disappeared into the distant sky.

"The grandfather has gone out."

Countless low-ranking monks all looked enviously at the bloody light that had not completely dissipated, and murmured to themselves.

There are even many low-level monks who have been worshiping Beilanzong for 20 years, and this is the first time they have seen Qishan Patriarch's escape light, all of them have expressions of admiration on their faces, and they have been silent for a long time.

In a valley three thousand miles away.

The scenery is like a dream, and the whole valley is filled with faint clouds and mist. In the middle of the valley is a lake the size of an acre, surrounded by countless towering old trees, but on the side near the mouth of the valley, there is a half-acre-sized lake on the beach. open space.

On the clearing, there was a handsome young man in a blue robe, looking at the lake, seemingly lost in thought.

Suddenly a bloody light descended from the sky and landed a few zhang away from the young man. When the blood light dissipated, an old man in a hemp robe was revealed, who was the third elder of the Beilan Sect, Patriarch Qi Shan.

"It's you?" Patriarch Qi Shan saw Xiao Lin, and after sensing his state, a shocked expression appeared on his face.

For Xiao Lin, he was naturally very impressed, and he even sent many trusted disciples in the sect to guard Dancao Mountain all the time, looking for Xiao Lin's trace.

If it wasn't for preventing Ancestor Qingshan and Ancestor Qingshan from knowing the whereabouts of the key, he would have summoned the disciples in the sect to go to Dancao Mountain to inquire about the crime.

He also thought about going there in person, but when he entered Dancao Mountain, he was horrified to find that there were three incomparably huge spiritual consciousness in Dancao Mountain, which instantly locked on to him who entered Dancao Mountain.

These three divine senses obviously carried a deep warning meaning, but it also really shocked Patriarch Qi Shan, he turned and left Dancao Mountain almost without thinking.

After returning to Dancao Mountain, he still had lingering fears. He couldn't figure it out anyway. Dancao Mountain is just a third-rate sect, and there is only one Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect. When will there be two more Nascent Souls? period of monks.

If Dancao Mountain can have three Nascent Soul stage monks, it will be able to rank among the second-rate sect almost immediately. Even if the Beilan Sect wants to destroy such a sect, it has to think carefully.

Patriarch Qishan didn't know that the spiritual lock he sensed was actually the three elders of Minggu sent by Fairy Yeyue to monitor and protect Dancao Mountain.

"Fellow Qi Shan, long time no see." Xiao Lin looked at Patriarch Qi Shan and smiled slightly.

"I didn't expect that I haven't seen him for decades, but Daoist Xiao has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. I'm so happy and congratulated." Patriarch Qi Shan forced a smile on his face and said.

"Xiao is just lucky."

Patriarch Qi Shan couldn't help but twitch when he heard the words.

"You Daoist Xiao asked the old Taoist to come, what is the so-called?"

Xiao Lin couldn't help showing a smile on his face when he heard the words, Old Freak Qi Shan was obviously pretending to be confused while pretending to understand.

But he didn't want to waste time with him here.

"Fellow Daoist Qishan wants to know why?"

"Uh." Patriarch Qi Shan couldn't help but didn't know how to answer when he heard the words.

But Xiao Lin said directly: "Fellow Qishan, should you hand over the Langhuan chessboard?"

Hearing this, Patriarch Qi Shan's expression turned gloomy.

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Xiao really thinks that he can beat the old way?"

After a pause, Patriarch Qishan continued: "You have the secret key of Langhuan in your hand, and the Lao Daoist has the chessboard of Langhuan in your hand. The combination of the two can open the secret realm of Langhuan. Why don't we join hands? What kind of treasures are found in the mine, you and I will share equally, how about it?"

Xiao Lin heard this, but there was a thoughtful expression on his face.

Seeing this, Patriarch Qi Shan couldn't help feeling hopeful. Originally, he knew that Xiao Lin, like himself, was also a cultivator of immortality in the early Yuanying stage through his spiritual sense.

But for some reason, looking at the person in front of him always gave him a feeling of palpitation, which made Patriarch Qi Shan not want to have a direct conflict with Xiao Lin.

Practitioners still trust their own feelings very much.

Suddenly, Xiao Lin's face darkened instantly, a dark green light flashed behind him, a pair of blue wings disappeared, and Xiao Lin's figure also appeared directly behind Patriarch Qi Shan.

Opening his mouth, immediately accompanied by the sound of Fengming, 24 Qingluan ice swords came out in a file, and almost instantly, the endless sword light blocked the water around Patriarch Qi Shan.

Seeing this, Patriarch Qi Shan turned pale with shock, a bloody shield suddenly appeared on his body, and at the same time, two bloody knives flashed a large piece of bloody knife light, covering his whole body.

Seeing this, Xiao Lin snorted coldly, and pointed far away, 24 Qingluan ice swords criss-crossed, countless sword lights, like a rain of swords, slashed towards Patriarch Qi Shan.

There was a harsh metal impact sound.

Patriarch Qi Shan's face turned pale very quickly, his two blood-transforming knives were unable to withstand Xiao Lin's magic weapon flying sword, and his aura began to dissipate amid round after round of strangling.

Patriarch Qi Shan had a thought, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood towards the bloody light in front of him. The bloody bloody knife immediately became brighter, and then condensed into a ball of bloody light, and directly sent out Xiao Lin's 24 Qingluan ice swords. The impact of the sword light light curtain opened a gap.

Seeing this, Patriarch Qi Shan showed a gleam of joy on his face, and flew towards the gap almost without hesitation.

But just as he came to the gap, a dark green light flashed in front of his eyes, and Xiao Lin had already appeared in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist Qi Shan, why rush to leave just now, let's go back."

Xiao Lin opened his mouth, and a ray of purple thunder suddenly shot out. Caught off guard, Patriarch Qi Shan only had time to use his thoughts to drive the blood shield in front of him.

"Crack."

The purple lightning struck directly on the blood shield, and the aura of the blood shield immediately dissipated, and dense cracks appeared on the body.

"puff."

Patriarch Qi Shan spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't dare to continue to charge forward, but retreated again.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Xiao Lin's face, and the Qingluan ice sword radiated thousands of sword lights, filling the gap again.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you and I have no grudges or enmities. Why do you want to see each other through life and death? At most, you and I explore the secret realm of Langhuan, and I can only take one-third of the treasures we get. If not, we can discuss about a quarter."

Xiao Lin stood in the void, looked coldly at the huge ball of light formed by the sword light below, and did not answer.

In just a moment, the blood light in the ball of light has begun to dim.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please stop, the old Daoist is willing to present the Langhuan chessboard, and will no longer make money with fellow daoist."

But Xiao Lin still didn't make any moves.

The 24 Qingluan ice swords issued bursts of phoenix cries, and strangled towards the inside.

Patriarch Qi Shan suddenly begged bitterly.

But no matter how much he begged, Xiao Lin remained indifferent. He saw the blood light turn into nothingness with Qi Shan's ancestor screaming, and then a blood light appeared not far from Xiao Lin.

A blood-colored Nascent Soul appeared, with a flustered expression, holding a shining silver star ring in both hands.

Yuan Ying saw Xiao Lin who was looking at him coldly at a glance, and couldn't help being frightened out of his wits, and almost without hesitation spewed out a mouthful of bloody essence, and then wrapped it in a cloud of blood.

The blood burst out suddenly, and the Nascent Soul of Patriarch Qi Shan disappeared without a trace.

There was a sneer on Xiao Lin's face, and a blue light flashed behind him, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

Hundreds of feet away, the Nascent Soul of Patriarch Qi Shan appeared, with small eyes rolling around, as if to check whether Xiao Lin was chasing him.

Seeing that there was no sign of Xiao Lin around, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest. The bloody light appeared again, and he was about to use teleportation again to escape.

Suddenly, a five-color net appeared in front of him, covering almost half of the sky.

Overwhelmingly, the Nascent Soul of Patriarch Qishan was covered.

Patriarch Qi Shan's Nascent Soul spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his small face also showed a sluggish look. With the flash of blood, Patriarch Qi Shan's Nascent Soul disappeared again without a trace.

"Bang." This time, Patriarch Qi Shan's Nascent Soul didn't shoot very far, and showed his body directly.

There was a dizzy expression on his small face, when he came back to his senses, he saw that he had bumped into a big five-color net, and was immediately frightened out of his wits.

While the blood was flickering, he wanted to change the direction to escape.

But the five-color net took advantage of the trend, and the Yuanying of Patriarch Qishan was immediately tied up like a rice dumpling, and Xiao Linshun held it in his hand.

"Xiao has never cooperated with the people who chased and killed me."

At this time, Xiao Lin's voice came leisurely.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, the old Taoist is willing to present the Langhuan chessboard, and please be merciful and bypass the old Taoist's Yuanying." Qi Shan's ancestor's Yuanying, who was wrapped in the five yuan purple barrier, begged with a high-pitched voice.

"Forgive you, and then come back to seek revenge on Xiao?" Xiao Lin showed a smile that was not a smile.

"No, the old Taoist can swear an oath to his inner demons, and he will never seek revenge from Fellow Daoist Xiao in this life. If he breaks his oath, he will be punished by thunder from the sky and die."

"Since that's the case, fellow Daoist Qi Shan should hand over the Langhuan chessboard first." Xiao Lin said noncommittally.

The Nascent Soul of Patriarch Qi Shan heard the words, a gleam of joy flashed across his face, and he heard a tone of relief from Xiao Lin's words.

Thinking that Xiao Lin didn't want to do anything wrong, he swept across the star ring held in both hands without hesitation.

A cyan blue light the size of a palm suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin didn't reach out to catch it directly, but let out his divine sense, and searched repeatedly several times in an instant.

After confirming that Patriarch Qi Shan hadn't tampered with it, he stretched out his hand and made a distant move.

The cyan blue light immediately fell into Xiao Lin's hands, and was collected into the star ring by him.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, the veteran Langhuan chessboard has been handed over, please hold your hands high and let the veteran Yuanying go."

After putting away the Langhuan chessboard, a stern look suddenly flashed across Xiao Lin's face.

The Nascent Soul of Patriarch Qishan felt something bad in his heart when he saw this, but before he could say it, he felt the light net that was strangling him suddenly tightened, and he was directly caught by the light net before he even had time to utter a pitiful scream. Through the body.

A large piece of blood-colored starlight scattered in all directions and slowly disappeared into the air.

There is only one silver star ring left, shining a faint silver light in the five yuan purple barrier.

Xiao Lin casually put away the star ring left by the ancestor of Qi Shan, and then turned into a dark green aura, flew towards the outside of the mountain, after a few flashes, it disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Lin has been cultivating immortals for 200 years, and he is well aware of the cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals. He no longer feels compassion like when he first cultivated immortals.

This is because he is very clear that if he releases the Yuanying of Patriarch Qi Shan today, then in the future, he may face the endless pursuit of Patriarch Lei Shan and even Patriarch Qing Shan.

And Dancaoshan will also be implicated by him. In a big battle, no matter who wins or loses, it will be a disaster for Dancaoshan.

So Xiao Lin would not let Qi Shan Patriarch's Nascent Soul go.

Although Patriarch Qi Shan made an oath of heart demon, Xiao Lin would not hand over the initiative to others.

A few days later, Xiao Lin looked at the two statues above his head with a pensive expression on his face.

The scene of him, Tao Ling and Xiao Sanshao coming to hunt for treasures back then is still vivid, as if it was yesterday, but now, the two of them have indistinct voices and appearances, but he is still the same as before. This is the cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals.

Xiao Lin sighed softly, and then the star ring flashed in his hand, a blue chessboard and a silver key appeared in the void in front of Xiao Lin.

(End of this chapter)