I wish for longevity in the Peach Blossom Temple

Chapter 45: The disciples of each sect are furious (Please read on and give me a monthly ticket!)

Li Chengfeng's body was soaked in blood. He held a compass in his hand and waved a whisk in his hand, frantically killing the ghosts around him and climbing the thousand-foot fairy mountain with difficulty.

He was surrounded by several fellow disciples, all of whom were in a heavy mood.

Something happened in the ghost cave!
Just over ten days after entering the ghost cave, something unexpected happened!

The earth veins were stirring, the rivers were changing their courses, and a large number of ghosts emerged from the rivers. Among them, there were even many extremely rare ghosts that were extremely ferocious.

There was even water from an endless river pouring down from the sky.

It's like a river hanging upside down.

To put it simply, the ghost cave was flooded!

The river water poured on his body, and Li Chengfeng could still feel the stinging pain in his soul.

The eight major immortal sects plus the dozens of small immortal sects scattered around Linshan County have already gathered more than two hundred masters of the Xuanguan realm in the ghost cave. Even a top-notch cave immortal sect like the Chunyang Taoist sect has a Taoist seed who has come here upon hearing the news.

There are indeed valuable treasures deep in the ghost cave, such as Earth River Flowers, Netherworld Bones, Ghost Spirit Pearls, and Fire Candle Epiphyllums.

These are all excellent treasures of the Yin Xiu lineage.

Among them, the Fire Candle Epiphyllum is a treasure for cultivating the soul. If there are a large number of them, it can even create a pure and bright spiritual body.

This is the biggest gain of this trip.

But twenty days have passed, and the legendary Sun Chi Jing has still not been found. Compared with such a treasure, those hidden treasures are not worth mentioning.

Instead, they suffered heavy losses. For these treasures, more than half of the Changfeng Immortal Sect's men were killed.

Not worth the candle!

Looking back at the foot of the thousand-foot-high mountain, there were still dozens of disciples from the immortal sect climbing up the thousand-foot-high mountain driven by the water of the underground river. Li Chengfeng felt more and more nervous.

These people were driven away by the river water and had to seek higher ground.

Those who were weaker were surrounded by countless ghosts in the river and turned into bones within three quarters of an hour.

Yang energy, soul, flesh and blood were all eaten.

As for the dozens of disciples of the immortal sect
Lihuo Immortal Sect, Meichuan Sword Sect, Hualing Immortal Sect, Guiyi Immortal Sect
The revenge of the ghost cave will be remembered by me!

A trace of hatred flashed in Li Chengfeng's eyes. He vowed to avenge this hatred when he could condense the Dao and form an elixir and ascend to the Great Dao!

The only solution now is to leave the ghost cave as soon as possible.

He remained silent and led everyone from the Immortal Sect to move forward towards the top of the mountain with difficulty. Because this mountain has the ability to forbid airspace, the higher the mountain, the greater the pressure, and there are countless ghosts also climbing.

For a cultivator who cannot use the mysterious light to fly, a thousand-foot-high mountain is like a thorny obstacle that can be overcome.

A few hours later.

Li Chengfeng and his group finally climbed to the middle of the mountain with great difficulty, panting, as if they had returned to the time when they were still mortals. Those with weaker willpower would have probably been buried by countless ghosts long ago.

This was the case with one of my fellow brothers.

Li Chengfeng's face became increasingly ugly, as Changfeng Immortal Sect had lost another one.

Gradually, the disciples from other immortal sects also caught up with Li Chengfeng and his party. Among them, the people from Lihuo Dongtian moved the fastest, with their strength preserved intact. All of them were at the third level of Xuanguan Realm, and they powerfully drove away the Changfeng Immortal Sect and left them behind.

Li Chengfeng was filled with hatred, but he didn't dare to show it.

Lihuo Dongtian has always been domineering in Nanchuzhou.

What's more, the person headed by Lihuo Dongtian is named Jiang Shen, who is at the fifth level of Xuanguang Realm. He has extraordinary talent and has already walked out of the middle-level Jindan path. He was accepted as a true disciple in advance by the ancestor of his sect and is known to be invincible in Xuanguang Realm.

As long as you seize the Red Essence of the Sun, you can condense the true meaning of the Fire of Separation, open the six gates, and forge a medium-level golden elixir!
This is a true seed of Taoism. As long as he forms the elixir, he will become a genius in the world of Taoism in the future.

Li Chengfeng definitely cannot afford to offend.

As for the mysterious Taoist seed of the Chunyang Taoist sect, he was a very young Taoist boy. He carried a wine jug on his back, was not stained by dust, and he whistled all the way, strolling leisurely and following behind at a leisurely pace.

It's like playing.

Completely different from everyone else's style.

Li Chengfeng felt sad. This was the gap between Dongtian Immortal Gate and the Seventy-two Immortal Gates. Changfeng Immortal Gate couldn't even compete with Meichuan Sword Gate, so why would it compete with Dongtian Immortal Gate?
The road is cruel, and there are piles of bones on it.

There were more than 200 people in various sects, big and small, but now there are only about 40 left. The rest are estimated to have died in the ghost cave.

The Baizhi Immortal Sect was even completely wiped out, and the leader Tan Yongchun also died in the ghost cave.

"Everyone, there are too many ghosts. We should put aside our grudges and work together to kill the ghosts. Only then can we escape from the ghost cave."

Lu Ling made the suggestion with a serious expression, clenched teeth and panting.

Because they could cooperate with each other in sword formation, the Meichuan Sword Sect did not suffer heavy losses. However, since Lihuo Dongtian left the team, the pressure from the ghosts became stronger, and due to the lack of physical strength, the sword formation could no longer continue.

Lu Ling knew the importance of cooperation and wanted to join hands with other immortal sects to reduce losses. "Okay, then I'll ask everyone from Meichuan Sword Sect to take the lead. I've experienced the power of your sword formation before. It's really powerful."

Li Chengfeng sneered.

The next words Lu Ling wanted to say were instantly blocked in his throat.

Feeling helpless.

The eight major sects in Southern Chuzhou seemed to be harmonious on the surface, but they were secretly hindering and competing with each other, causing a lot of friction.

They killed two people from the Changfeng Immortal Sect, and this was another blood feud.

Lu Ling remained silent and focused on clearing out the ghosts in front of him.

Mysterious lights of various colors flickered on the thousand-foot-high mountains, and all kinds of Taoist methods were used.

Several more hours passed.

Finally, a few spots of light appeared in front, and the sunlight shone down, slowing down the advance of the ghost in front.

"Exit! This must be the exit!"

"Okay, okay, we are saved!"

Some people could not contain their joy and cried out in surprise. They had been in darkness in the ghost cave for more than twenty days, and the fighting among themselves had already made them mentally exhausted. Now that there was a chance of life ahead, they were ecstatic and climbed bravely.

"Wait, the ghost cave has changed, the ground veins have moved, and this mountain has actually protruded out of the ground."

"It is indeed an exit!"

Lu Ling was also excited and had more strength in his hands.

Although he did not find the Sun Red Essence, he still gained a lot. He took it to the master's sect to exchange for resources for his fellow practitioners, and there was hope for him to form an elixir.

"Brother, look quickly, there seems to be something on the top of the mountain!"

"There are seven Xuanguang Realm giant ghosts at the exit!"

Some people looked intently and saw that the scenery on the top of the mountain was changing, as if it was distorted, and there were spots of fire shining through.

Thousands of feet below the mountain top, there are seven Xuanguan Realm Level 3 ghosts, suppressing the ghosts that want to crawl out. What is surprising is that these seven ghosts have clear eyes, without the endless resentment in the eyes of ordinary ghosts.

This scene made everyone feel strange.

"Then those are the seven-headed ghosts that Master Su has subdued!"

Lu Ling saw some clues. Li Niansheng once told him that Su Yang suppressed the Ghost Abyss by himself with strange means. He was more and more delighted, "Master's calculation is correct. This mountain is right under the Ghost Abyss of Peach Blossom Temple in Linjiang City."

"Everyone, that seven-headed ghost has an owner. Don't pay any attention to it. Let's move on quickly."

Lu Ling explained.

Everyone was surprised, but did not refute. Instead, they kept moving forward.

Only when everyone walked out of the abyss of ghosts and returned to the world of the living did they breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally escaped!

"Fellow Taoists, we will meet again later."

Lu Ling survived the disaster and was delighted.

Although I didn't find the Sun Red Essence on this trip, I still gained a lot. I will take it to the master to exchange for fellow practitioners' resources, and there is hope for me to form an elixir!

Just as I was about to leave, I saw everyone looking up at the top of the mountain with anger in their eyes. I followed their gaze and saw that their faces changed drastically as well.

"That is."

A blinding light suddenly lit up on the top of a thousand-foot mountain, illuminating the surrounding illusions, and wisps of mysterious white air slowly flowed.

A young Taoist priest in a black Taoist robe sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating with his eyes closed. His yang energy was extremely pure, and his whole body was as crystal clear as white jade. A three-foot peach wood sword was inserted beside him.

With his hands forming seals, a fiery red stone slowly floated in front of him. After the yang essence was refined, the fire essence became more pure, emitting an intoxicating firelight.

Next to the Taoist stood a fiery red ghost, protecting him.

It is the ghost of drought.

"The ghost of drought, the red essence of the sun!"

A group of disciples from the immortal sect stared at the fiery red stone on the top of the mountain with strange expressions on their faces.

Anger, hatred, frustration, greed.
Countless emotions intertwined.

They never expected that after risking their lives and searching for more than 20 days, fighting and dying, and suffering heavy losses, the sun Chi Jing mentioned by the drought demon would
Someone had already got there first!
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