Longevity starts with learning

Jingbei Mountains.

Located northwest of Jingmen, adjacent to the East Lake, it is a group of mountains stretching for hundreds of miles.

In the past, they were all deep mountains and dense forests with few human traces.

As the war progressed across the Great Chu Immortal Realm, the land of Jingmen became one of the core places of this war.

The large stretch of mountains in Jingbei is now a scorched barren mountain. Under the chaotic fluctuations of spiritual energy, there is almost no grass growing and scorched earth is everywhere.

Although no war has ever broken out in this mountain range, after a long period of fierce fighting, this mountain range has almost become a tacit war place between the Changsheng Sect and the Righteous Alliance.

Almost every moment, this mountain range is stained with blood.

The low-level immortal cultivators on both sides may fight against each other in organized groups, in groups of three or three, or on their own...

In an outpost camp close to the frontline camp of the Changsheng Sect, there are many houses and a large formation. The camp is full of immortal cultivators coming and going, making it quite noisy.

In a wooden hall in the center of the camp, several men wearing longevity sect robes were standing in the cave. In the corner of the hall, a bloody body collapsed on the ground.

"Zhao Hong, why did you suddenly summon us?"

A man spoke out, then pointed to the bloody body on the ground and asked, "Who is this kid?"

After saying this, several immortal cultivators present looked over.

Zhao Hong said with a sullen face: "This man is the brother of that little beast. He followed that little beast from the secular world to the world of immortality. This time, he made a sneak attack on the Lingtian camp behind the Rebel Alliance and happened to catch this kid."

"The little beast who killed my son has arrived at the Rebel Alliance camp."

"Zhao wants to avenge my son, and I hope you can help me!"

The man on the side said: "The one you are talking about is the master of weapon refining who has recently become famous in the Rebel Alliance, right?"

Hearing this, the other immortal cultivators all had different expressions.

Zhao Hong glanced at the man coldly,

"Kill him. Zhao will not take any of the loot, and will give each of you two thousand contribution points."

"That's a master refiner..."

Another person spoke up, his voice was calm, and he was halfway through his words. Although he didn't finish his words, the meaning revealed in his tone was very clear.

Zhao Hong gritted his teeth: "Three thousand contribution points per person!"

Someone asked again: "Since this person is a master of weapon refining, he should be highly valued within the Rebel Alliance. What are you going to do?"

"That little beast considers himself noble. He is still a casual cultivator and has never joined the Rebel Alliance."

"Besides, that little beast has only become famous recently, so he doesn't pose much of a threat."

"Zhao captured this kid this time. Given the relationship between the little beast and this kid, as long as the news is released, the little beast will definitely come looking for him."

"We just need to wait. When the time comes, Zhao will personally extract this kid's soul and light a lamp in front of him, so that the little beast knows what pain is!"

Zhao Hong's face was flushed, ferocious and excited.

A man asked uncertainly: "Does he dare to come here?"

"That little beast is very good at disguise. When he was in the Jade Emperor Valley, he disguised his identity many times. Now this little beast got the inheritance from somewhere and became a master of weapon refining, so he must have disguised tools."

"Moreover, Zhao also heard that the little beast is also good at puppetry, and his methods are quite extraordinary."

"A master of arts is brave. With the relationship between that little beast and this kid, even if he is afraid of death, he will come over to inquire after hearing the news."

"Let's catch turtles in an urn!"

"Even if he calls one or two helpers, there are seven of us, so what should we fear?"

"The property of a master refiner belongs to you..."

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Jingmen City, Qiuyue Tower.

In this Jingmen City, this frontline that is close to the Shura Field, countless cultivators have gone through life and death on this frontline for various reasons.

Between countless lives and deaths, this frontline camp located in Jingmen City, after entering the city, naturally there is rare leisure and peace.

In such a place, such as Qiuyue Tower, the business is naturally extremely prosperous.

Today, in the Qiuyue Tower, guests are being thanked behind closed doors and the door is tightly closed.

But inside Qiuyue Tower, it was as noisy as usual.

The dancing girl is graceful and graceful.

It is supposed to be charming and charming, making people's blood boil and making it difficult to suppress.

But at this time, in this romantic place, the dance posture was rare and dignified, and even a little nervous.

The people sitting in the hall are no longer the anxious guests of the past. They sit silently, either sipping tea or wine, or closing their eyes and waiting.

Dozens of immortal cultivators are all building foundations.

As time passed, from time to time, a strong foundation-builder walked into the hall and took a seat.

"Including Xie himself, a total of eighteen foundation-building monks have been summoned, and they have all sworn an oath of Taoism. The news of the summons is kept secret for the time being and should not be leaked."

In the attic on the second floor, Xie Ming introduced in detail: "The one at the front is a casual cultivator, with the title of Ju Ming. He is in the middle stage of foundation building and is good at the art of poisonous insects. That one is a monk of the Li family and is also a cultivator of the foundation building. Basic and mid-stage cultivation..."

"As for Zhao Hong, we already have accurate information. He is now at the Huiming Valley outpost camp of the Changsheng Sect."

"There are three foundation builders from the Changsheng Sect stationed in this camp. Counting Zhao Hong himself and some casual cultivators, there are at most six or seven foundation builders. The threat is not great..."

"Sorry to trouble you, fellow Taoist."

Chu Mu forced out a smile.

"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome. With so many comrades, there is basically no danger in taking action together. And the generous reward you gave me, fellow Taoist, is rare in the alliance. This kind of mission is rare."

Chu Mu asked: "Does the alliance have any opinions on this matter?"

"What's the point of this?"

Xie Ming waved his hand: "Fellow Taoist, you should pay for it yourself, recruit the immortal cultivators yourself, or attack the Changsheng Sect. How can there be any opinions in the alliance on this matter..."

Chu Mu nodded, with a faint look in his eyes, looking around the lobby downstairs. There were eighteen foundation builders, eight of whom were in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and ten who were in the early stage of foundation establishment, plus himself...

A total of nineteen foundation-building experts, with such a lineup, killed Zhao Hong, and he... died a worthy death.

As he walked down from the second floor, the original sound of music and dancing suddenly stopped, and the dancers and musicians all retreated neatly.

The eyes of all the foundation builders present also looked at it.

"I'm sorry to trouble all fellow Taoists about Chu's matter this time."

"This matter is over. All fellow Taoists present can just give their request for the spiritual weapon to Chu directly."

Chu Mu spoke slowly, his voice as calm as ever.

"As for the spiritual weapon, Zhu doesn't need it, but Zhu has a spiritual weapon that I need your help to refine, fellow Taoist."

A bald man in green robe spoke up.

"Can."

"After this matter is over, fellow Taoist can discuss it in detail with Mr. Chu."

The man nodded and said nothing.

"I heard that fellow Taoist, you are also good at the art of puppets. You are a high-grade spiritual weapon. Can you replace it with a puppet at the early stage of the second level? If there is any price difference, Li can make up for it."

Another man spoke up.

"Can."

Chu Mu nodded, then looked around the audience and asked, "Do other fellow Taoists have any other requests?"

After the words fell, the whole place was silent.

Chu Mu took a deep breath, raised his hand, and a projection appeared in the hall.

"This is Huiming Valley, an outpost camp of the Changsheng Sect. Zhao Hong is among them. In addition, this person is a good friend of Chu. If any Taoist friend finds out, I hope to protect him as much as possible. Chu Thank you very much.”

"The mission this time is to break through Huiming Valley and punish anyone who has anything to do with Zhao Hong!"

Chu Mu didn't say much. In just a few words, he set the tone of the matter.

The closed door of Qiuyue Tower slowly opened.

Immortal cultivators on the street were originally surprised by the sudden closing and opening of Qiuyue Tower.

During the hustle and bustle, the immortal cultivators who walked out of Qiuyue Tower one after another, with their dazzling foundation-building skills, immediately brought the hustle and bustle to an abrupt end.

In this Jingmen City, strong foundation builders are not uncommon. It can even be said to be very common.

But... nearly twenty strong foundation-building experts appeared at the same time, which was not unusual.

Except for some major actions of the Righteous Alliance, generally speaking, there is no way such a large-scale battle would occur.

After the strong foundation builders left, the originally silent street suddenly became noisy.

Immortal cultivators one after another speculated on the reasons behind this great battle. As the discussion continued, the news that dozens of foundation-building masters gathered spread more and more widely, and the more they spread, the more evil they became. In the entire Jingmen There was an uproar in the city.

As the hustle and bustle began to rise, there was a lot of discussion.

Together with Chu Mu himself, the nineteen foundation-building experts have already left the city, aiming directly at the Changsheng Sect outpost camp located in the mountains of northern Jingbei.

No one could have imagined that a weapon-refining master who had just become famous would make such a big move in a fit of rage.

Zhao Hong, who was at the outpost camp of the Changsheng Sect, could not have imagined that the ants he could crush with just a raise of his hand would now have such a murderous intention to eradicate him, and he would not hesitate to take action.

At this moment, he was still squatting in front of Xu Yuan who was covered in blood, and stuffed Xu Yuan with a healing pill. He was afraid that Xu Yuan would die, which would make him less happy when his great revenge would be avenged.

"Don't worry, your big brother will be reunited with you soon."

"It's useless even if you destroy the message order. I've released the news. He has arrived at your frontline camp and will definitely come. He will definitely come."

"Uuuuuuuuah, you deserve to die, you beast..."

Xu Yuan struggled and cursed weakly.

"Hahahaha, I deserve to die, why should I deserve to die?"

"Should my son die?"

"Why do you want to kill my son?"

"You are just ants in the world, but you can serve my son. Isn't it a great blessing for you?"

"How dare you kill my son?"

"Zhao knows that your elder brother has many tricks, right? Don't worry, Zhao has even more tricks!"

"Eight foundation builders, kill one of them, he deserves to die!"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Son, don't worry, dad will be able to avenge you soon."

"Dad will drain that little beast's soul and light a lamp, crushing his bones and raising ashes!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Hong's face was ferocious and twisted, and his expression was almost crazy.

Xu Yuan struggled desperately, but under the heavy restraints, he could not move at all. He collapsed to the ground, his face full of despair...

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