AI algorithm: I figured out the immortal cultivation technique

In order to prevent the master of Fengling Palace from actually breaking through the cultivation level before the battle, Head He specially arranged for two internal agents with innate cultivation level to hide among the elite disciples in case of emergency.

The reason why they were able to win over so many internal agents was not only that these Fengling Palace disciples were dissatisfied with the rule of Master Fengling Palace, but also because Head He invested a lot of resources and promised that after Fengling Palace was conquered, they would be in charge and become Lan. A cooperative sect of the Shanjian Sect.

Now, this prepared plan has been put into use.

"Master, be careful."

Seeing someone attacking, Mo Lingwei quickly stepped forward to stop it.

It's a pity that she, who is only one-level innate, couldn't keep up with the two people who were scheming in her haste.

"Stubborn."

Feng Lianyue, who was concentrating on dealing with Head He, felt the sneak attack from behind, sneered, and directly activated the divine sword in her hand.

A majestic sword energy suddenly burst out, easily defeating the two low-level Xiantian disciples who sneaked behind. Feng Lianyue struck Sect Master He in the air ahead with a sword.

"puff."

Head He, who was about to break through, caught the sword energy in the air.

As a result, the sword energy was much more powerful than he expected. It directly shattered the divine sword he had obtained from the secret realm. It also penetrated into his body and shattered all the meridians and bones in his body.

When he landed on the ground, Head He, who had been ambitious to annex Fengling Palace a quarter of an hour ago, fell on the spot with unwillingness and relief in his eyes.

"Please forgive me, Palace Master."

Seeing the leader He being killed with one move, the betrayed Fengling Palace disciples and some of the disciples in blue fell to their knees, and some of the Lanshan Sword Sect disciples and Fengling Palace disciples with blood-stained hands fled down the mountain.

"Zheng."

There was a sword cry, and the divine sword with the dark phoenix pattern fell a hundred meters in front. Those who escaped were injured by the sword energy, their meridians were broken, and they fell to the ground.

"Wei'er, I confer upon you the title of Saintess today. It's up to you to take care of the aftermath here. I will stay in seclusion for three days."

With eyes flashing continuously, Feng Lianyue left a sentence and quickly flew towards the secret realm behind the main hall.

And the divine sword, which weighed more than six thousand kilograms, was still inserted more than a hundred meters in front of the palace, shocking everyone present.

"yes."

Mo Lingwei, who was awarded the title of Saint, bowed in response.

When Master Fengling Palace disappeared, many disciples in white bowed and shouted: "Greetings to the Saint."

"All of you are of the same sect."

With a look of determination on his face, Mo Lingwei began to instruct his disciples to deal with the aftermath.

Compared to her master's harsh methods, Mo Lingwei's personality is much gentler, which is why she can make many palace disciples obey.

"Hehehe, you're awake. It's all because of Wang Lang's sword. He's so majestic and upright after using his sword energy."

At this time, Feng Lianyue, who was sitting cross-legged in the secret realm, looked livid, and a voice sounded in her mind.

Just now, Feng Lianyue injected her true energy into the divine sword and released the majestic sword energy, which indirectly suppressed the inner demons in her body and restored her sanity.

"Shut up, he is not a prince."

Recalling the previous scene where she took the initiative to flatter that 'Prince', Feng Lianyue felt ashamed and angry, and wished she could kill herself.

"Hehehe, he is Wang Lang. Without him, how could I recover from my injuries and improve my cultivation further? The Wang Lang in your heart will only steal the treasures of Fengling Palace and trap you in your cultivation. In the sixth level of innateness, I can't make any progress in this life. Who is the prince who cherishes you? Do you need to compare?"

The charming voice sounded again, with its own logic and strong confidence in her words.

"shut up."

After circulating the true energy in her body, Feng Lianyue found that she could not find the location of the other 'self' at all.

Inner demons are born from the heart, and even with her seventh level of innate cultivation, it is impossible to control her heart.

"What's wrong, do you also think that the current prince is worthy of my love?"

"It's impossible. I've hated that Wang for fifteen years, how can I still have love?"

Feng Lianyue denied the inner demon's claims.

Her heart had died fifteen years ago.

"But, I remember that when you were healing, you also had memories. At that time, why didn't you resist?"

"I, I just"

When Feng Lianyue heard her inner demon reveal her deepest secrets, she didn't think she could defend herself for a moment.

Before the healing, the inner demon did not completely occupy her body and mind, but looking at the familiar face in her memory, Feng Lianyue allowed her freedom to let the inner demon completely control her actions.

"Don't deny it. I like the current Wang Lang. This is a fact that will not change."

Listening to the voice that had the same origin as her own, but with a different kind of charm, Feng Lianyue, who was irrefutable, ignored it and concentrated on running the Fengxin Jue in order to suppress the inner demons.

However, after entering samadhi, Feng Lianyue could not help but think about the four days in China.

It was as if the previous fifteen years were not as happy as these four days, and there was even more laughter in those four days than in the previous decades of her life.

After an unknown period of time, Feng Lianyue thought that she had suppressed her inner demon temporarily, but her guard was broken by the other party's words.

"I made an agreement with Wang Lang that when I pass on the position of palace master, I will go to Jiangnan Villa to stay with him day and night. Now, the selection of the saint woman has been decided, and I will pass on the position of palace master tomorrow. I will go back and be with Wang Lang early. Get together.”

"It's impossible. Feng Lianyue's heart died fifteen years ago, and now I'm taking that Wang's life."

Unexpectedly, the inner demon was so difficult to deal with. Feng Lianyue's eyes flashed, she stood up quickly, left the secret realm and flew towards the entrance of the hall.

Since she can't get rid of her inner demons, she can erase the people who gave birth to her inner demons, so that she can have clear thoughts.

It was already late at night, and the bright red mark in front of the main hall of Fengling Palace had been cleared away. Four disciples in white were standing guard at the intersection, as if the chaos during the day had never happened.

However, there is one difference, and that is the divine sword inserted 200 meters in front of the main hall. The disciples on duty couldn't help but look sideways at it.

"Ding."

The divine sword that fell on the ground rose into the sky, Feng Lianyue's figure flew down the mountain, and a voice echoed throughout Fengling Palace.

"I am out for training. If I don't come back in three months, Saint Mo Lingwei will take over as the palace master."

"yes."

When the dozens of disciples on duty heard this, they all stood on the spot and clasped their fists in agreement.

"It's finally moving."

Wang Ren, who was standing on the flying sword in the air, noticed the actions of the palace master in white and followed him immediately.

In just half a day, Wang Ren, whose spiritual consciousness could cover ten kilometers, had eaten some local delicacies in the town at the foot of the mountain.

Although it is not as rich in ingredients as those in China, the ingredients without air pollution and moisturized by vitality, plus a little salt, soy sauce, and chili, still bring a good taste bud experience.

It is impossible to say that after peace is established in a different world in the future, tourism will develop.

Some unrelated thoughts flashed through his mind, and Wang Ren watched as the palace owner in white changed into a four-horse carriage and headed towards the capital of the Dayong Dynasty.

Seeing the clear purpose of the palace master in white, Wang Ren guessed that the other party might have always known the location of the 'heartless thief', but due to his pride, he never went to find him.

"Four thousand miles away, the territory of the Yong Dynasty is much larger than that of China."

The next evening, Wang Ren looked at the capital in the distance and sighed a little.

It's not that his speed is slow, but because the four carriages of the White Palace Master are so fast, the other party still keeps changing to new horses in the city on the way, and drives 24 hours a day, so that he can reach the four thousand miles so quickly. outside the capital.