Under the influence of external pressure, the immortal cultivation world of Dachongshan was initially unified and formed a joint organization called Chongshan League.

What surprised everyone was that the first leader of Chongshan League was actually a disciple in the foundation-building stage! Some people were worried about this result, some laughed at it, some were jealous, and some admired it.

But what the Chongshan League will become in the end, only time will tell.

After the conference, on the way back to Sutra Valley.

Jiang Li sat alone on the head of the Rayquaza, looking at the token in his hand, and was silent for a long time.

The token is completely black, and the metal surface emits starlight.

The front of the token reads "Chongshan Alliance", while the back is engraved with "Alliance Leader's Order".

This is a token of alliance leadership that belongs to him alone.

This thing was made from a piece of meteorite steel donated by Shushan, and inside it were the marks of all the leaders of the more than 1,300 major and minor forces in Dachongshan.

As long as you hold it, you can contact and mobilize more than 50% of the resources and power of the Dachongshan immortal world.

Even he didn't expect that he would suddenly have such power. This world is really... wonderful.

On the flying boat behind him, Valley Master Wushe Zhenren and Elder He, the head of the Demon Subduing Hall, were also standing at the bow, looking at the first leader of the Chongshan League.

"Junior Brother He is probably worried about Jiang Li."

Master Wushe himself felt that the three of them were a bit impulsive at the time, but after thinking about it carefully, Jiang Li might actually be a good choice.

"Brother Wushe, why did you choose him? I'm afraid Jiang Li is not capable of shouldering such a big responsibility."

Unlike others who were surprised, jealous and envious, Elder He, as Jiang Li's master, the first thing he thought of was worry.

Although he holds great power as the leader, in such a difficult period, even if the leaders of the three major sects take over, they may not be able to reverse the situation.

After all, Jiang Li is still young, and his cultivation is only at the foundation-building stage. If he sits in this position, he will probably suffer a lot of criticism and pressure. I wonder if he can bear it.

"Don't worry, we have the entire Dachongshan standing behind him."

"There are still seven days left. By then, we will select the guardian elders to accompany him to the Eastern Region to seek a chance to gain a foothold. We must also hurry up and prepare."

The three major sects are not really stupid. It is impossible for them to leave the fate of the entire cultivation world in the hands of Jiang Li.

They will also intervene in decision-making at any time behind the scenes. How much power Jiang Li can gain depends on himself.

Near the Sutra Valley, Jiang Li found a place where the earth veins converged, temporarily using it as the sleeping place for the windproof giant.

Jiang Li himself did not stay in the valley for long. He just used the Sutra Transmission Hall again and then left.

Seven days later, the Chongshan League headquarters will be completed, and he will be surrounded by several top cultivators at the Nascent Soul and even Spirit Transformation realms.

Before that, he had to finish some of his own things.

A slender and huge wooden dragon soars in the sky.

He crossed mountains and swamps, flew over grasslands and dense forests, and finally followed a path he had walked before and flew all the way back to a strange yet somewhat familiar place.

The Kingdom of the Wild Goose.

The place where Jiang Li’s predecessor once lived.

He put the wooden dragon back into the burial coffin and quietly placed it in a large courtyard in the city.

This is the Shuihu Jiang family, which is well-known in the underworld.

Jiang Li passed by here and suddenly wanted to come and take a look.

Hidden in a tree canopy, not far below, there was a sturdy middle-aged man, shirtless, standing in the shade of the tree and practicing Qigong.

The rough roar of the tiger continued.

That was none other than Jiang Yuanshan, Jiang's father, who had practiced Suihu Kung Fu to the eighth level and reached the realm of an internal martial artist.

In a main house not far away, a woman was counting the household accounts while holding a babbling child in her arms.

In recent months, the family has suddenly become wealthy, which has also brought them some happy worries.

On the corner of the table, there was a letter from home that had been opened and read repeatedly.

That was sent by Jiang Li, who had arranged for an outer disciple of the sect to send it several months ago.

And under his secret operation, the Jiang family has been doing smoothly recently, without any troubles or disasters, and they are living a pretty good life.

Seeing that the Jiang family was fine, Jiang Li felt relieved. However, at this moment, he still stood among the leaves in a daze, not moving for a long time.

Who would believe that Jiang Li, the genius who dared to take over the position of leader of Chongshan League, would not dare to go home.

After all, the current Jiang Li was not their eldest son, A Li. He suddenly felt cheated, which was why he had not stepped into the house.

It was not until the moon rose and set that he finally knocked on the Jiang family's door from outside.

Accompanied by shouts of "Young Master is back!", the lights in the Jiang family were lit. The excited Jiang's father and mother rushed over in casual clothes and surrounded Jiang Li, asking about his well-being.

Even though Jiang Li's appearance had changed drastically after he established his foundation, they still recognized him at the first sight.

The kitchen fire was lit and a table full of food was placed.

They just looked at Jiang Li and ate until midnight.

Jiang Li actually had no plan to meet them.

He didn't want to do anything like deceiving Jiang's father and mother.

But when he was on the tree, along with the emergence of some body memories, his "Great Freedom Guanyin Heart Sutra" began to run spontaneously. But this time, what he felt was not the life of others, but the first half of his own life.

After realizing that life was just a dream, he felt relieved.

Jiang Li did not mention his current identity as the leader of Chongshan League, nor did he talk about his heroic deeds in the past year, nor did he talk about his cultivation level or his battle records.

What Jiang's father and mother care about and ask the most are topics like whether the food at the mountain gate is good, whether the practice is tiring, and whether anyone is bullied.

However, I am afraid that not many people in this Dazhong Mountain area can bully Jiang Li now.

Jiang Li, who had not had a proper meal since he started cultivating immortals, now ate a table full of earthly delicacies.

To Jiang Li, who was used to eating Junior Sister Xiao Si's Baiwei Pills, these foods themselves actually had no taste or value.

But this can make the couple happy for several days.

"You just came last night. Are you leaving this morning?"

"Yes, the sect still has important matters to attend to. Father and mother, take care."

It is obvious that Jiang's father and mother are reluctant to part with this child.

But Jiang Li couldn't stay for long.

Before leaving, he pressed the big tree where Jiang Yuanshan practiced martial arts every day, then stepped into the air and left.

However, that big tree has turned into a wood monster that has reached the peak foundation-building level.

The Jiang family, which is only a martial arts family, cannot bear too much. The wealth of the mortal world and a guardian like this are enough.

When he flew away from the Hongyan Kingdom, he stretched out his hand and a piece of animal skin that was used to pave the ground from the royal palace treasury broke through the red bricks and green gravel, broke free from the control of gravity, and flew into Jiang Li's hands at an extremely fast speed.

This looks like just an ordinary piece of bear skin. Not to mention in the world of immortals, even in the mortal world, it can only be considered ordinary.

However, Jiang Li rarely does anything after eating.

He drew out a stream of burying spiritual energy from the coffin and hit the piece of animal skin.

The originally soft and smooth surface began to change immediately.

But this burial spirit energy actually only restores the leather scroll to its original appearance.

The burial spirit energy dissipated, but an even colder and more evil aura continued to emerge from the animal skin.

It has been who knows how many years since his death, but a piece of skin can still emit such an aura. I wonder how powerful the original owner of this skin was when he was alive.

This leather scroll is not made of ordinary monster skin, but is made of the skin of the ancient Ba beast. It is extremely evil and unusually tough.

Only in this way can it survive the long years without changing and remain to this day.

Under the stimulation of the burial Yin spiritual energy, a large number of patterns and words gradually appeared on this leather scroll.

This is the leather scroll that records the method of refining the Yin Burial Coffin.

The Corpse Coffin Demons were quite clever, hiding this thing in the treasury of the mortal emperor. Generally speaking, no one would be able to find it.

The Demon Sect's mass graveyard was where the burial coffin in his hand was built according to this scroll.

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In addition to this, it is said that a coffin nail was also forged.

If it could be found, it would save him a lot of trouble.

But that’s a story for later. Jiang Li didn’t have much time on this trip as he had something important to do.

He put the scroll back into the coffin and took out a communication spirit stone from it.

After a few brief exchanges, his figure flashed in the air and flew in one direction at a high speed.

He passed through kingdom after kingdom, and the surrounding environment became increasingly barren and uninhabited.

. . . .

"Brother Ma, what are you doing?"

A young man in Chinese clothes was suddenly awakened by a clear shout.

He turned his hand and put away the things in his hand. He looked at the person who came, and it turned out to be a junior sister he knew.

"Nothing, just thinking about something."

"Junior Sister Situ, why did you come here in person to deliver the food? It's too much trouble."

The young man took the lunch box from the other person and called on the others to gather around.

These disciples who were feeding the spirit horses were all just Qi-cultivating cultivators.

When I was on the road before, I took a lot of fasting pills and my mouth was almost dry. Now I am taking a break here and I can finally eat something good.

"You brothers are the ones who have worked hard. This time, you did not bring any lower-level disciples with you. You have to do all these chores yourself. Come and have a taste of our cooking skills."

After several people ate the food in the lunch box and praised it highly, the female monk then took the lunch box and went to deliver it to other monks.

This is a team of nearly a thousand people.

Camping in the forest is a huge and powerful force.

But even though such a large group of people appeared in this dense forest, no monsters came to attack them.

Because the strongest among them were the five golden elixirs. The monsters that dared to offend had already been eliminated by them.

In the team, from the Dan stage to the Qi training stage, all were dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked noble.

At first glance, one could tell that none of them was short of spirit stones.

However, such a team did not take the convenient and fast flying boat, but used the more primitive and concealed spirit horse carriage to travel.

From the carriages to the clothes, there was no identifiable mark on the monks. No one knew where they came from.

Among the team, nearly one-third of the carriages looked particularly heavy, and it was obvious that they were loaded with a lot of cargo.

Why would such an unmarked convoy of monks carrying huge wealth appear in such a desolate place with no human habitation?

"Elder E Tong, we have been outside for so long, and there is no news from the Sect Master and the Great Elder. We don't know how the mountain gate is doing now."

Ma Minglou, the alchemy elder, seemed worried. In order to hide their tracks, they had been traveling in the wild, never contacting anyone, and knew almost nothing about the outside world.

It's really hard not to have wild thoughts in this situation.

"Elder Minglou, don't worry for now. Even if we lose the final battle, with the abilities of the sect master and the elders, and the preparations made in advance, we will have no problem escaping safely."

"According to the time, the three major sects should not have broken through our sect's formation yet. It is normal that there is no news from the sect master and others."

Situ Etong was relatively calm, and it was the right choice to let him lead the team in this escape.

"What Elder E Tong said is true. The situation outside is unclear right now. We have been here for three days. I am afraid it is not safe. Should we continue on our way?"

All the important fighting forces remained in the sect. As the chief elder leading the team this time, Situ E Tong pondered for a moment and then made a decision.

"Yes, we can't stop. Although this is the edge of the Dachong Mountains, it is still a long way from the hidden base. Notify them to clean up the traces and continue on our way."

Several Jindan quickly reached a consensus.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.

In a moment, a disciple rushed into the tent to report the news.

"Elder! Elder! Elder Situ Baige and Elder Ma Changgu are here!"

The disciple was panting, but his face was full of excitement.

"What? Really?!"

Upon hearing the news, the five Jindan elders rushed out of the tent immediately. As expected, they saw the two elders who were coming towards them.

Aren’t they the elders of the same clan, Situ Baige and Ma Changgu, whom they have known for hundreds of years?

It turned out that this team was the descendants of the Situ and Ma families who disappeared on Bailian Mountain. They left a large number of disciples from other families in the sect, and all their own descendants fled in advance.

The idea is that it will not be difficult for the top leaders to escape relying on their skills. As long as they use cannon fodder to delay time, they can take the young people of the clan and leave far away, and they will be heroes again in a few decades.

But something unexpected happened, causing the mountain gate formation to collapse prematurely, forcing the Bailian Mountain Sect Master to use the last resort. . .

"Bai Ge! Chang Gu! How did you get hurt? How is the mountain sect now? Are the sect leader and the others okay?"

As soon as the two approached, all the elders present surrounded them and asked them all about their concerns during this period.

The two elders, who looked exhausted from the journey, took several breaths before speaking.

"The mountain gate is fine! The people from the three major sects are still in a stalemate outside the formation. But you were too careless, and the convoy's whereabouts have been discovered!"

"What! How could it be?"

"Move quickly, it's too late!"

They signaled the convoy to move, but the surrounding trees began to grow and twist rapidly as if they came alive.

Several elders immediately formed a circle and stood alert to the outside world, surrounding the injured Elder Situ Baige and Ma Changgu in the middle.

But at this time, Situ E Tong suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Bai Ge, Chang Gu, how did you find this place?"

But what responded to him was a strong gust of wind coming from behind!

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