Immortality

Chapter 35 The War is Over
A thousand miles of river can be crossed in one night.

When Fang Sheng secretly broke through the He family's blockade and came to the Sishufang Market again.

It was already bright.

The Zheng family has a Lingdanzhai here, which is also where they usually "sell stolen" Fire Yuan Dan.

When Fang Sheng came here, he wanted to ask the manager of the Zheng family inside to notify the ancestor of the Zheng family for help.

until……

In front of Lingdanzhai.

Two bodies were placed at the door, their expressions still retaining the hideous and terrified look they had before death, their eyes wide open, as if telling of their injustice.

"I heard that it was Jie Xiu Sha Hai who took action last night!"

"No one heard anything, and no one knows when Lao Zheng and this guy died..."

"It's scary!"

"How many generations has the name Sha Hai been passed down? How come no one has discovered his identity in three hundred years?"

The monks from Sishuifang City gathered around the body of the Zheng family's shopkeeper, talking non-stop.

Fang Sheng looked at the other unnoticed corpse on the ground and fell silent.

The He family is even more ruthless than he imagined.

As long as they are involved, they will not let go even the mortal immortal seedlings.

"Now it seems that other Zheng family stores must have been attacked last night..."

"The He family's plan is very thorough. There must be someone in Taihua Immortal City keeping an eye on the Zheng family's grandparents to prevent outsiders from tipping them off."

Even on the road leading to Qianhuo Dao Palace.

The He family may have set up interceptions to kill all the Zheng family monks who passed by.

The family that has been building the foundation for hundreds of years has already managed this area tightly.

What is usually revealed is just the tip of the iceberg.

Only when it truly shows its strength, others will know how much power this force can exert...

'Life and death are impermanent, rest in peace.'

Finally, he took a look at the body of Xian Miao Xiao Yang.

Fang Sheng turned and left.

If it were a few months ago, he might have found this situation difficult.

Mr. Fang is now a regular customer of the market.

My understanding of the world of immortal cultivation is no longer as unfamiliar as it was before, as if it were covered by a hazy veil.

He took out a pen and paper and wrote a few letters.

Then it changed its appearance and arrived at the center of Sishuifang City.

There stands an ancient temple here, which is similar in shape to the Zheng family’s Pepsi Temple. It is solemn and simple, with flying eaves and glittering glazed tiles.

Eight-way Taoist Alliance.

The foundation-building force in the eastern branch of the Zihe River was founded by two foundation-building cultivators hundreds of years ago and is responsible for escort operations.

Later, it slowly expanded and developed, and continued to absorb many independent cultivators.

Up to now, it has become the number one foundation-building force in the eastern branch of Zihe River, with four foundation-building elders.

The business scope is even wider.

Usually, he accepts commissions from various monks.

From escorting to delivering letters, and even assisting in fights, we can find the right person.

it's here.

Fang Sheng sent out three urgent letters, and the name written on the envelopes was "Gu He".

The three letters were sent to two places respectively.

One is Zhou Xingyun from Qianhuo Taoist Palace, and the other is the Zheng family’s grandparents and grandchildren from Taihua Fairy City.

"The Eight Directions Alliance has nothing to do with the Zheng family, and is the largest foundation-building force in the East Vein, so the He family may be a little lax."

'As for the letter sent to Qianhuo Dao Palace, the He family would never dare to intercept it, but whether Xingyun would notice it or not, it all depends on luck.'

'This is as far as I can go.'

Thereafter.

Fang Sheng never returned to Ziyan Valley.

It was a battlefield after all.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Even if he has the ability to deflect water, he can only reduce the risk.

It doesn't mean there won't be danger.

Fang Sheng rented a guest room in Sishuifang City and continued to change his appearance, dressing up as an ordinary cultivator.

A few days later, news of the He family's siege on the Zheng family finally spread.

The monks in the market town realized it only later.

Everyone fell silent and no one mentioned the previous attack on Lingdanzhai.

Even if some younger generations want to show off their knowledge and intelligence, they will be forcibly silenced by their elders.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is never an exaggeration to say that disaster comes from the mouth.

Everyone just watched coldly. They could only watch coldly, otherwise their lives would be in danger.

Other foundation-building forces in the eastern branch of the Zihe River also did not take any action.

Several years ago, the He family withdrew from the competition for the Deep Lake Secret Realm.

Today's scene should have been secretly planned by them.

……

Fang Sheng continued to wait for four or five days.

Finally, a new piece of news came from Ziyan Valley.

"The Qianhuo Dao Palace suddenly sent out an old Taoist called Huoyun!"

"The He family was forced to retreat!"

"Zheng family of Ziyan Valley suffered heavy losses!"

Upon hearing the news, Fang Sheng was stunned for a moment.

He still remembers.

The old Taoist Huoyun is Xingyun’s junior fellow apprentice.

I had met him at the Xianmiao Conference that year.

"I wonder if the Zheng family's ancestor received the letter and went to ask for help."

'Or was it an action initiated by Xingyun?'

During the following day, more news arrived.

Fang Sheng gradually realized that he was not the only one who thought of the trick of sending the letter.

In other Zheng family shops, some monks who were lucky enough to escape the attack found that they could not contact their family and immediately realized that something was wrong.

They also sent a letter for help to the ancestor of the Zheng family and the Qianhuo Taoist Palace.

In just one day, the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance received dozens of such letters.

and.

After sending the letter, these Zheng family cultivators ignored their own injuries and immediately went to Taihua Immortal City, wanting to tell the ancestor the news in person.

"In the end, all these people fell into the hands of the He family..."

Upon learning the fate of these people, Fang Sheng sighed.

He stayed in the Zheng family for eight years.

Among these dead people, there should be many people I know.

In the end, all the letters sent to Taihua Fairy City were intercepted.

The unusual number of letters sent to Qianhuo Dao Palace finally attracted attention three days ago...

"If the He family is more ruthless this time and intercepts the letters from Qianhuo Dao Palace as well, perhaps they can succeed."

"However, the Eight Directions Dao Alliance will not cooperate to this extent, as that would offend the Dao Palace."

In the entire Zihe area.

Whether it is the East Vein, the North Border, or the Middle Stream.

The Qianhuo Dao Palace is one of the most powerful forces.

The Eight Directions Taoist Alliance is only a small corner of the eastern branch of the Purple River.

……

Confirm that Ziyan Valley is safe.

That night Fang Sheng crossed the Zi River and returned to the valley.

In the past, the valley was peaceful and harmonious.

Now all that remains are ruins, corpses and blood all over the place.

Return to Qingfeng Forest.

Fang Sheng saw at a glance that Zhao Miaoyan was squatting at his door with a dazed look on his face.

Until I got closer and shouted a few times.

He came back to his senses:

"Brother Fang!"

"Dead, many people died... I heard from Senior Shuimu that there were at least thousands of people..."

"Many of them are mortals, and they were all implicated..."

"Yeah, I just saw it."

Fang Sheng nodded slightly, went into the house to find a jar of wine, and handed it to Zhao Miaoyan:
"It's over now. The He family has retreated."

"Ah."

With trembling hands, Zhao Miaoyan picked up the jar of wine and took a sip.

Fang Sheng sat beside him, looking at the chaotic Ziyan Valley, thinking secretly in his heart.

After all this, the Zheng and He families have become blood enemies.

This matter is only temporarily stopped, it is far from over...

(End of this chapter)