Within the immortal gates, independent of the sacred land.

The three-eyed stone lion's forehead eyes gleamed.

"Tsk, those sluts are all trying to seduce this young Taoist priest."

The winged stone lion laughed and said, "For these little trinkets, being able to follow this young Taoist master is a blessing earned through countless lifetimes."

"They will naturally want to find a way to compete."

The plaque with the character "Xuan" transformed into an old man with a white beard: "The young Taoist master's cultivation is still shallow."

"These small items are both a blessing and a curse for him."

The three-eyed stone lion was puzzled: "Senior, this young Taoist is currently most in need of spiritual energy, why didn't you give him some earlier?"

"In this way, his cultivation level can also be improved slightly."

"At least there won't be much danger in this small place."

The person with the Xuan character plaque shook their head and said, "It's not that I don't want to give it to them."

"It was the master who said that this time, the young Taoist's good fortune was excessive."

"I see. Since it's what the master said, it must make sense!" The three-eyed stone lion said matter-of-factly.

The Bagua mirror appeared beside the three objects.

Everything in the world leaves a trace.

"I intend to close the mountain gate for a hundred years to avoid bringing disaster upon this young Taoist."

The plaque bearing the character "玄" nodded and said, "That is indeed the case."

"The current young Taoist priest is not yet capable of facing such an enemy."

The two stone lions emitted mysterious runes as they moved.

The vast immortal sect gradually disappeared into the world.

Soon, it was as if this place had never had a top-tier immortal sect.

Whether in the past or the future.

at the same time.

A discrepancy has occurred in the memories of several governors of China.

They had completely forgotten everything about the White Jade Immortal Sect.

In their memories.

Su Yu joined the Xuan Yun Immortal Sect, which is a level higher than the two major sword sects.

Within the entire Holy Land, there are only two major immortal sects: Xuanyun and Piaomiao.

Secondly, there are the two strongest sword sects below the immortal sects.

It wasn't just the few governors who witnessed Su Yu knocking on the door.

Within the sacred land, the memories of all the treasures have also changed.

Everything about the mysterious immortal sects was transferred to the Xuan Yun Immortal Sect.

The immortal sects, which did not belong to the sacred land, seemed to have never existed.

Even Su Yu himself believed that his master was the most powerful ancestor of the Xuan Yun Immortal Sect.

He remembered what his master looked like, but he couldn't describe it or draw it.

All he knew was that this old man, whom he had only met a few times, had been extremely kind to him.

"Something feels off," Su Yu suddenly said as he hurried along.

The Demon Refining Banner is still communicating with him.

Tell him that he is a disciple personally taught by the patriarch of the Xuan Yun Immortal Sect.

Those treasures dared not make things difficult for him.

Su Yu ignored him.

Zhibao dared not make things difficult for him, but those eighth-grade Golden Body Realm experts were thinking of ways to make things difficult for him.

Even if he were to reveal the slightest trace of his presence within the holy land...

Eighth-rank experts will immediately come after them.

Those eighth-rank experts who came after him definitely possessed that kind of strength.

Even a ninth-rank expert might have entered.

......

China.

The most powerful force in the Three Kingdoms period visited not long ago.

This time, they came together with the Cloud Mountain Demoness and the Deep Sea Monster.

In a small courtyard.

The group didn't mince words when they met Wang Chuandao.

Bill got straight to the point: "Brother Wang, several complete treasures have appeared within the Holy Land this time."

"We have come here to request that you reopen the Holy Gate."

"We want to send someone in to try and persuade them."

"We will take full responsibility for restarting the resources of the Holy Gate."

"We have even prepared the resources for the next three inductions."

Wang Chuandao took a sip of tea and called out, "Drink tea first! Drink tea first!"

The five people were helpless.

The old monster sat down and took a sip of tea: "We six are all of one mind and one branch, and we are united in resisting the invasion of foreign races."

"Brother Wang, as you know, this treasure is the most important link."

"As long as we have the treasure, the six of us can attack or defend as needed."

"There are many treasures in the four holy lands, as we both agree."

"But over the years, due to the treasure's obscurity, none of the six of us have had the opportunity to obtain it."

"Several of your Eastern Holy Land's most precious treasures have appeared this time; this is an opportunity not to be missed!"

Wang Chuandao slightly raised his eyes: "Didn't you all send people in?"

The five men gave a wry smile.

"Since it is a supreme treasure, how could it be obtained by one or two eighth-grade golden bodies below the fifth level of refinement?"

"If they go there rashly, they will only be throwing their lives away."

"So what are you planning to do?" Wang Chuandao asked.

"Send someone at the seventh level or above, an eighth-grade Golden Body Realm cultivator," Oslian said.

"The ninth rank is off-limits; this remains a consensus between us."

"Otherwise, if the Holy Land falls into chaos, this effort will be in vain."

"Therefore, we have also made up our minds that if any ninth-rank official tries to cause trouble..."

"We will pursue them to the ends of the earth and kill them!" A fierce killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Wang Chuandao nodded slightly: "But, it's not enough."

All five of them smiled at the same time.

It's not that it's impossible, but that it's not enough.

That means there's an opportunity to talk.

“Brother Wang, please speak.”

Wang Chuandao put down his teacup.

"First, those who enter the eighth rank are not allowed to harm the lives of any of our Chinese candidates."

The five men hesitated, as if they wanted to say something but then stopped.

He added, "If a candidate actively participates in the battle for the treasure, their fate is in the hands of fate."

Several people nodded; this condition was perfectly acceptable.

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