Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 356 An old friend comes

Xu Yunfan frowned and pressed down with his backhand. His palm, like a gluttonous maw, pulled the escaped true energy back into his body, and a series of violent light marks immediately ran under his skin.

"That's greedy..."

He couldn't help but grin.

At this moment, his internal organs felt as if they were being stuffed into a massive furnace. The true energy of Penglai Weak Water and the pure fire of Buddhism were clashing against each other in his flesh and blood, causing his ribs to tremble slightly.

The alien true qi that had not been completely refined was attacking each other on his flesh and blood, and even the Ten Extreme Martial Dao Primordial True Seed was temporarily stagnant.

Even so, the Ten Extremes True Qi is still like the ocean embracing all rivers. With each major cycle, it assimilates a layer of the different kinds of true qi in the body, while exhaling useless turbid qi, leaving only the pure and refined true qi to be incorporated into the Ten Extremes True Qi circulation system.

The system notifications on his screen were almost scrolling through his feed, constantly reminding him that the total amount of his Ten Extreme True Qi was increasing.

'You continuously refine different types of true energy, absorbing it all like the ocean embracing all rivers, thus increasing the total amount of your Ten Extremes True Energy.'

'you……'

Xu Yunfan suddenly raised his head, his gaze piercing the depths of the Great Zhou Imperial Court like a sharp arrow.

The vermilion palace walls gleamed blood-red in the setting sun, where an even more powerful aura of primordial chaos surged, like a giant dragon bound by chains, silently roaring at him.

Tomorrow, tomorrow we will enter the Great Zhou Imperial Court for the final martial arts competition. As is customary, the Empress will personally participate in the competition.

At that time...

Although I really wanted to rush in and take a look right now, I needed to refine the alien true energy in my body in time. The necessary steps in the Luo Tian Grand Ritual set up by the Dao Sect had to be followed one by one in order to completely drain the Xuanhuang Qi from the Great Zhou Dragon Vein.

Just as Xu Yunfan was about to turn and leave, he suddenly heard a sound like tearing silk piercing through the twilight.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, without moving an inch, letting the figure land on the bluestone slab three zhang away, accompanied by a strong wind. Amidst the flying pebbles, the newcomer's black Taoist robe fluttered, and the bronze ordination certificate hanging at his waist gleamed in the setting sun.

It was Li Haomiao, who was looking at Xu Yunfan with a very complicated expression.

Back then, the other party was just a servant in the mine, but now, just a few years later, he has become a peerless master who can kill nine realm cultivators as easily as killing chickens.

"Why didn't you leave the city with Uncle Bi to avoid danger?"

Xu Yunfan stroked the handle of the Mountain-Shaking and Sea-Suppressing Hammer at his waist with his fingertips, somewhat surprised.

He looked at his dear friend who should have retreated with the Dao Sect. Li Haomiao's usually gentle and refined face was now as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with indescribable complex emotions.

Li Haomiao did not answer immediately. His gaze swept across the martial arts arena. The chest of the Dragon Tiger Sect elder was sunken like rotten wood, the head of the Sword Pavilion Tianxuan Sword Master was broken like a rotten melon, and several other desiccated corpses remained curled up, their dry eye sockets filled with the despair of having their souls extracted.

These Grandmasters of the Ninth Realm, who could shake the Six Paths with a mere stomp of their feet, now lay scattered on the ground like insects casually crushed by a child.

"Too many of these ninth-realm experts have died. If word gets out..." Li Haomiao's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice hoarse and sounding like a living person.

Xu Yunfan was somewhat surprised and asked in return, "The sects of the world are like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone, a cancerous growth parasitizing the people. Wouldn't it be more satisfying for them to die? Didn't you grit your teeth and hate these sects before, wishing you could eat their flesh and drink their blood? Why are you sighing and complaining now that I've killed them?"

"...If there are no experts to suppress them in each prefecture, the Great Qian Iron Cavalry of Yanbei Prefecture will take the opportunity to plunder southwards, the demonic cultivators of Xuanming Desert will come out in full force, and even the Three Immortal Islands overseas will..." He suddenly clenched his fists, his face turned a little pale, and met Xu Yunfan's deep gaze, and said: "Yunfan, from beginning to end, my Great Zhou has always had the idea of ​​destroying mountains and temples, but do you know why the six major sects have always stood firm? It is because of the existence of these supreme grandmasters of the ninth realm of Qi Refining, who are the mainstay in resisting foreign enemies."

The night wind, carrying the stench of blood, swept between the two, seemingly creating an invisible barrier between them.

No wonder Li Haomiao came here. He didn't care how many of these experts died, or whether the old, immortal empress deep within the Great Zhou Imperial Court would be killed. Once the Great Zhou fell apart, the entire world would be engulfed in war in an instant.

The number of people who die will be far more than 36 million ordinary citizens.

Xu Yunfan suddenly chuckled, and the light snakes that had been crawling under his skin suddenly burst forth, crushing and refining the last wisp of Amitabha Temple's Pure Fire True Qi.

"Vastness..."

He tightened his grip on the Sky-Piercing Bow on his shoulder and slowly spoke: "You risked being intercepted and killed by the Empress's secret guards to return. Were you worried about the royal family members imprisoned in the cold palace? Or..."

Xu Yunfan approached, a hint of mockery in his voice, and placed his hand on Li Haomiao's shoulder, "Afraid that when I storm the capital tomorrow, I'll conveniently kill your usurping aunt?"

"It's the entire city's people!"

Li Haomiao slapped away Xu Yunfan's hand that was on his shoulder.

Three hundred paces away, in the ruins of a half-collapsed teahouse, a disheveled woman was kneeling on a bluestone slab.

She held a little girl in her arms, wearing an apricot-red jacket. The child's braids still had the cute double bun shape, but her neck was unnaturally twisted.

The woman's dried tears carved two white streaks on her dust-covered face, and a whimper like that of a young animal escaped her throat.

Xu Yunfan paused for a moment, then explained, "It was caused by the three monks of the Amitabha Temple who were unleashing their Vajra True Qi and attacking me. I did my best to stop them."

Li Haomiao's face was filled with sorrow.

"The aftershocks of a clash between the nine realms can shatter the heart and meridians of ordinary people even a hundred feet away! Some time ago, when Yue Dugu Jiu and the Empress clashed in the skies above Jade Capital, the dissipated sword energy directly leveled half of a slum..."

Xu Yunfan remained silent. He was fighting nine supreme grandmasters of the ninth level of Qi Refining all by himself. How could he have time to consider his surroundings?

"Tomorrow I will go straight into the heart of the imperial city and confront that old hag."

Xu Yunfan lightly tapped the handle of the Shaking Mountain and Sea-Suppressing Hammer with his fingertips. The power of the earth veins resonated with the Ten Extreme True Qi within his body, as if echoing the Ten Extreme True Qi within him that was gradually becoming perfect.

The alien true energy that roamed beneath the skin and flesh was now unusually docile, taming all the alien true energy such as Dragon Tiger Qi, Sword Soul Edge, and Buddhist Pure Fire into clear true energy and removing the alien impurities.

He naturally couldn't easily give up on the final ritual of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

Li Haomiao naturally understood that this was the most critical moment for the Dao Sect, and also the final step in whether Xu Yunfan could successfully lift it up.

He wasn't being sentimental; it was just that the journey had been incredibly tragic.

Xu Yunfan suddenly raised his hand and pointed northwest, where the iron-colored outline of the Xuanjia Army's camp could be vaguely seen in the twilight: "Thirty miles outside Yujing City, three hundred thousand Xuanjia Army soldiers are holding their positions. The Empress issued twelve tiger tally orders in succession, which must have been the result of your secret mediation."

(I got back late today, so that's all for now. I'll keep trying tomorrow! Thank you everyone, thank you to everyone who could tell I was waiting for your donations. Thank you all for your monthly tickets and recommendation votes, I'm so grateful!)
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