Chapter 71 Chapter 71 Master, How Old Are You?
"No, I saw it too. There really were many foundation-building phenomena..." a cultivator said in a trance.
The fact that even the monks from Yujing Palace doubted their own ability to observe qi could only mean that the scene was too bizarre. Even in the world of immortal cultivation, there had never been an event like this where a hundred people built a foundation together.
Building a foundation is not like going to a market, how can you just build it when you get together? This noble aura is amazing, rising and falling, faster than leeks...
"The Wood Clan." Huo Xuexiang said calmly. He knew everything that happened in the Qingdi Secret Realm. Although he was forced to go offline in the second half, Bai Lu told him everything in detail after he came out.
In addition, Bai Lu later took out the Qingdi Jue for research. Not only Huo Xuexiang knew about this, but many peak masters of Xuanshan were also aware of it.
Boluan Immortal Lord also suddenly realized what was going on. He clapped his hands and couldn't help but laugh: "Wonderful, fellow Taoists, it's rare to see such a beautiful scene, right?"
Qing Yuzi had also heard his disciple You Yue mention the things in the Qing Emperor Secret Realm. He immediately realized what was happening and said with emotion, "Everything is destined. The Wood Clan came here to protect the master of the Qing Emperor Jue. The Qing Emperor Jue also has a way to improve the Wood Clan."
"What's going on?"
"The Qing Emperor Jue is upgraded? You mean these foundation-building phenomena are related to Bai Lu and the Wood Clan?!"
Qing Yuzi then slowly told the story of Si Chun's magic formula. Thinking about it, this matter was really interesting, just like life, which is unpredictable.
At first, everyone in the secret realm thought there was something good going on, but then they found out it was a spell to claim lives. After several months, it went back. It was not only a good thing for the Wood Clan, but also a lot of helpers for the righteous path.
Even though the monks were knowledgeable and experienced, they couldn't help but feel amazed when they heard the truth.
The Wood Clan actually has such a skill that targets them, time is of the essence!
"I can't wait to meet this friend Bai Lu... He is not from the Wood Clan, but he is better than the Wood Clan."
“Hahaha, come to think of it, His Majesty the Green Emperor would never have thought that his Green Emperor Jue would have what happened today, being used by Bai Lu to create so many Wood Clan cultivators at once.”
"Perhaps having such a successor is exactly what the Green Emperor wants?"
Boluan Immortal Lord nodded at everyone and said, "What do you mean by descendant of the Green Emperor? Bai Lu is half of the Wood Clan, but first of all, he is the descendant of our Xuanshan Dianmei Peak. Junior brother, right?"
Huo Xuexiang turned his face away indifferently and just kept speeding up.
In the blink of an eye, they have arrived at Yicheng. They can see the Wood Clan monks fighting under the city. Among them is a familiar figure - Cheng Yunjun, who became famous in the human race's territory a thousand years ago. There are still traces of the aura of breaking through the realm on his body, so it can be seen that he was also one of the people who broke through the realm before.
There was a bunch of little fungus people sitting on the top of the city wall to stabilize their state, which once again confirmed everyone's thoughts.
There were many monks watching nearby, and many of them were recording with magical instruments... Well, such an astonishing scene of a wholesale cultivation of foundation-building monks had to be recorded.
Immortal Lord Bo Luan and his entourage were all powerful figures from each sect. Their simultaneous arrival attracted a lot of attention. The younger generations present all saluted and stood in silence, not daring to move.
"Yanhu, where is your junior brother Bailu?" An immortal from Fuxin Island raised his eyebrows and asked Ning Yanhu precisely. He had never seen Bailu.
The first one to look at was Bai Lu. The monks who stood solemnly to greet him were not surprised. Bai Lu had created so many strange phenomena. They were all wondering if the fellow Taoists in other sections of the battle line were staring with their eyes wide open.
At this moment, Bai Lu was still sorting out the things in his Qingdi Jue. He was unaware of the huge crowd. He was concentrating on holding the dog with his eyes closed, immersed in the Qingdi Jue. There were also some fungus people who had not joined the foundation-building ranks crowded around him.
"Junior Brother Bai, the elders are here, come and pay your respects." Ning Yanhu shouted.
Bai Lu didn't react.
"Ahem." Ning Yanhu thought for a moment and whispered, "Junior Brother Bai, your master is here."
"!" Bai Lu shuddered, took a deep breath and opened her eyes. It was as if she had suddenly lost contact with the Qingdi Jue. She muttered a few words in her sleep, "Ah? Master?"
It took him two seconds to come back to his senses, and then he was dragged to the front of the crowd by Ning Yanhu.
Hey, it was indeed the master, but there were also many elders, known and unknown, some of whom Hongchen Shifeng had met before... but at this moment, for some reason, they were all staring at him, making Bai Lu feel a little numb.
Bo Luan Xianjun glanced around, first with a proud look on Bai Lu, then stared at his arms. Although Ning Yanhu had told him so, he had not taken care of it before. This was the first time they had met. This was...
Ning Yanhu whispered, "Hurry up and salute."
"Thank you, thank you." Before Bai Lu could move, the leaders of various sects bowed in the direction of Bai Lu to show their politeness.
The monks standing in awe and watching: "??!"
Wait, why did all these big guys come here and the first thing they did was to salute Bai Lu? Does this make sense? Is it to thank him for creating hundreds of Wood Clan monks out of thin air?
No, that should be the thanks of the Wood Clan...
Bai Lu also turned around in confusion: "Wow, Senior Sister can even command other people's clan leaders?" Just salute when asked to do so, so polite.
Ning Yanhu: "..."
A furry head rose from Bai Lu's arms, and the Immortal Lord Wangcai took a few breaths and laughed.
Bai Lu and the onlookers reacted belatedly, Oh, Ancestor!
The people on the other side were not saluted by the command of the senior sister, but took the initiative to greet the ancestor Wangcai. Haha, look at what happened.
——Yes, all the immortals originally came to watch Bai Lu, but as soon as they saw Wangcai in his arms, they recognized the Yuyan armor.
Immortal Lord Keyun is one or two generations older than most of them and has more seniority than Xue Danxing. He is the most senior elder present, so everyone naturally has to pay their respects to him as the reincarnated immortal.
It’s just that Wangcai has been in Bailu’s arms all the time... Never mind, Bailu shouldn’t be holding the old ancestor on purpose to take advantage of everyone.
"Hello, all the immortals." Bai Lu wanted to put Wangcai down, but the old ancestor held on to him and refused to let go.
Bai Lu could only hold it and bow slightly to the elders, then quickly ran to Huo Xuexiang, "Master!"
Although he was holding the dog and couldn't move, Huo Xuexiang could feel several vines growing from his white flower ring scratching the back of his hand, just like Bai Lu's fingers.
But after not seeing each other for a few days, Huo Xuexiang carefully checked Bai Lu with his divine sense and said, "Have you reached the Thunder Listening Realm?"
"That's right, I'm in the late stage of the Listening to Thunder Realm, and I almost broke through it." Bai Lu's pride was beyond words. He believed that his master understood the meaning better than others. "I also mastered the Green Emperor Jue. I used the Sichun Technique to upgrade my cousins from the Wood Clan."
"Very impressive, I saw it." Huo Xuexiang also saw that Bai Lu had been busy for days and had little time to take care of herself. There was even a little blood stain on her face.
He reached out and carefully wiped the blood stain for Bai Lu.
Bai Lu also looked up obediently. At this distance, his eyes unconsciously slid from the silk ribbon on Huo Xuexiang's face to her nose, lips, and chin...
Huo Xuexiang's Adam's apple moved slightly and he let go of his hand.
Others just found it amusement that Juntian Sword Master was very fond of this genius disciple. Judging from his usual behavior, he would actually wipe the face of the disciple himself. Such an attitude was unprecedented.
But it's true, anyone would be favored. I heard that when the Green Emperor was in the secret realm before, he also personally went from Huanhuazhou to Weiruizhou.
"My disciple is so capable, and Sword Master only praises him for being so awesome?" A cultivator couldn't help but joked.
Huo Xuexiang remained silent.
Upon hearing this, the disciples of Xuanshan laughed dryly with tacit understanding.
Although You Yue was not a disciple of Xuanshan, he could not help but laugh silently at this moment. He completely understood what Jian Zun meant: Brother Bai would not understand if the praise was so profound...
"You said that the Wood Clan broke through the realm in an instant with the help of the magic formula left by the Green Emperor, which is understandable. But just now Bai Lu said that he was in the late stage of the Thunder Listening Realm... I remember hearing that Bai Lu was originally a famous Foundation Establishment Realm, so how did he jump from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Thunder Listening Realm?"
An elder from an unknown sect raised the question while stroking his beard. This was also a common question in many people's minds. Could it be... that it was also related to the Qingdi Jue?
As soon as these words came out, they saw some people present staring at each other, and then from Immortal Lord Boluan to his disciples Hu Zi and Qing Zi, and then to Qing Yu Zi, You Yue, and Jin Sunzhi, they all said in a loud voice, speaking in unison:
"It's a coincidence."
"Hi, mysticism, hi, chance..."
"Haha, chance encounter."
Others: “…………”
They are not uniform, but the main idea is the same. It is really strange, where does this tacit understanding between these people come from?
Bai Lu: “…”
Why are so many people rushing to answer? If I answer now, will it seem uncreative? Bai Lu looked at Huo Xuexiang blankly and asked tentatively, "Is it fate?"
"Personal circumstances." Huo Xuexiang nodded.
Bai Lu nodded solemnly. It seems that the classic answer is not afraid of being repeated. I have learned something from this. If I repeat the same clichés I have memorized with others in the future, I must continue to speak them out bravely.
Immortal Lord Boluan waved his hand and said, "Tsk, I already expected it."
…
The high-ranking officials of the Immortal Sect watched Bai Lu, Patriarch Wangcai, and the Fungus People's Foundation Building Team from the top of the wall in turn, just like they were visiting. There was also someone who wanted to reminisce with Wangcai and was almost bitten...
Then they entered the golden house transformed by Ning Yanhu one by one, preparing to hold a meeting.
This place was made very spacious, able to accommodate everyone, and with several Xuanshan disciples serving tea, it became a temporary combat headquarters.
They hoped that the Mu tribe would also send a representative to attend the meeting, and Cheng Yunjun was kicked over.
Bai Lu was not feeling very comfortable and didn't want to go in. This kind of meeting sounded boring. He stood at the door combing his hair and was picked up by Cheng Yunjun who was passing by.
Bai Lu only felt a flash before her eyes, and then she found herself hanging in the air. She hugged her limbs subconsciously, only to find that she was lying passively on Cheng Yunjun's branch like a koala.
Cheng Yunjun even said in the internal channel with a smile: "Bai Lu, I will take you to an interesting place that other children can't enter."
How can a meeting be fun? Cheng Yunjun really treats me like a child. Bai Lu said resentfully, "If I want to go, I will climb on my master...cousin, can you put me down?"
Cheng Yunjun stretched out the branch and lowered it, but because the size difference between the two was too big, Cheng Yunjun's branch shook. He was thinking about what posture he could use to smoothly and safely lower Bai Lu to the ground.
Huo Xuexiang stood up and picked the Bai Lu.
Even though he was the one who did what he wanted and the Wood Clan with a low level of socialization were a little helpless, those ordinary Fungus people dared to jump up and down and curse the Sword Master.
Looking at Bai Lu's miserable appearance with his face covered in dirt, he found it funny again and patted his head, "Sit down and have something to eat by yourself."
"...Can't you just let me out?" Bai Lu could only sit next to Huo Xuexiang and was forced to participate in the meeting.
Everyone first discussed the arrangement of existing troops and whether to temporarily relocate the mortals gathered at the border. After all, this also required personnel to ensure safety.
He said a lot of these things alone, and quoted from classics from time to time. Bai Lu didn't understand anything and almost fell asleep.
Then they also mentioned that they were trying to understand the movements of the demon cultivators. These guys were hiding behind the Netherworld Army, and they had to be on guard against any sudden trouble from them.
But the demon cultivator was able to make progress this time, and even the divination cultivator could not predict his movements.
"How is it going, Qingyuzi, has he contacted your demon cultivator friend? Can he find out anything about the enemy?" Immortal Lord Boluan said slowly.
As soon as these words came out, Bai Lu came to her senses and immediately looked at Qing Yuzi. A friend who practices magic? Senior Brother You's master also has connections in Jintingzhou.
Qing Yuzi said unnaturally: "What friends? Haha, how can we, the righteous, be friends with the demon cultivators? We are just acquaintances... It's not that we haven't been in touch for a long time. I suspect that the demon cultivator has closed Jintingzhou. By the way, his sect over there is also affiliated with Tianyan Sect."
——In fact, when Qing Yuzi found out that the friend he "just knew" could not be contacted, he was immediately certain that Jin Tingzhou was blocked instead of being ignored by others. It was known that they were close friends, but no one had exposed it.
Bai Lu was startled and interrupted to confirm this: "It is closed. We in the Wood Tribe have tried, but we can't contact the plants on the other side."
That’s it. Even the Wood Clan’s natural means cannot contact each other, which shows that there is indeed an external blockade, which may hinder the battle.
"Well, Demon Lord Yan Wuji is the leader of Tianyan Sect. He cannot stay out of the sneak attack on Jintingzhou." In fact, what Immortal Lord Boluan meant was also what most people knew, that is, if there is a commander among the many demon cultivators in Jintingzhou in this war, it must be Yan Wuji. Only he can gather all the demon cultivators for his own use.
"Yan Wuji is an ambitious man. He has been able to keep a low profile and conserve his energy for so many years. It's terrifying. Now he can even recruit the Netherworld Army as a vanguard..."
Someone whispered, "Why didn't they raise the Demon Lord's banner, only the Rakshasa Banner?"
"How can these low-level ghosts be worthy of using his banner? Moreover, there are so many ghosts in the netherworld. God knows what kind of cooperation the demon cultivator has reached with them."
"Now that the war situation has been stabilized, the most urgent task is to select a group of cultivators to go deep into Jintingzhou to investigate the situation. The demon cultivator was able to summon so many ghosts and monsters. I don't know what kind of magic that defies the heavens was set up. We must destroy it."
Pei Zhaoting had mentioned this plan before. It was a good idea. At this time, the solution was to attack Huanglong directly.
Bypass these cannon fodder ghosts and directly destroy the demon cultivator's command.
As they spoke, everyone began to discuss the number of people and who would be the leader. They had to ensure the war situation on the border, select elite soldiers and generals, and have sufficient combat capabilities in all aspects, otherwise it would be difficult to complete the task behind enemy lines.
"How many cultivators can the Mu clan send?" asked Immortal Lord Bo Luan.
Cheng Yunjun looked indifferent and said nothing.
So aloof? Immortal Boluan was a little embarrassed.
Bai Lu poked Cheng Yunjun's leaves speechlessly and reminded him, "Cousin, did you forget...to switch? You should speak with your mouth."
Cheng Yunjun blinked and suddenly realized: he had not communicated with the human race for many years and had forgotten to switch modes. He just habitually answered in the Wood Tribe way.
After coughing twice, Cheng Yunjun said, "We are here for Bai Lu, and we are not leaving."
Boluan Immortal Lord: "Bai Lu is leaving too."
Bai Lu: “Ah?”
How did I get caught? Bai Lu pointed at herself and said, "Why should I go?"
Immortal Boluan looked at Huo Xuexiang and said, "Your master must do this kind of work..."
Bai Lu understood before he could finish, "Oh, oh, come on, fighting is not fighting anywhere, cousin, are you coming?"
Cheng Yunjun thought about it and said, "Well, how many should we go? You decide."
He always spoke in just a few simple words, as if he was not used to speaking. Bai Lu seemed to understand why the human race had the legend that Cheng Yunjun was cold and arrogant.
"Then let's include Lord Chengyun first." Lord Boluan knew that this former former former... leader was also a good fighter, so he included him in the team without hesitation.
By the time the first meeting was over, Bai Lu had already eaten and woke up twice...
Huo Xuexiang helped him up and said, "Let's go."
"Are you done?" Bai Lu rubbed her eyes.
"Not yet. There are demon cultivators and ghost kings lurking in Jintingzhou. Let's go and look for them after the meeting." Huo Xuexiang has not left the front line for a moment in these days. He and Bai Lu are the two who have been on standby for the longest time. He may lead the team to Jintingzhou later, so everyone asked him to take the opportunity to recuperate, and the others can go.
Jintingzhou probably noticed that they had both the Wood Clan and high-level cultivators, so they also sent some powerful characters out to investigate.
Bai Lu then took Huo Xuexiang to the gathering place where their rotating personnel were resting. Unfortunately, all the magic potions were drunk by the cousins of the Mu clan, otherwise she could have shared some with her master.
But Bai Lu had good news. The golden lotus root had been replenished. He took some out of the Qingdi Jue and mixed it with water for everyone to eat.
Huo Xuexiang sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing while Bai Lu leaned beside him and ate lotus root. Due to limited conditions, everyone sat on the ground and were too lazy to use any magic.
Although Immortal Lord Boluan and his companions had a meeting that was a secret talk just now, in fact, many people knew about it soon after that they would send people to Jintingzhou. This was not difficult to guess.
"I heard that the inner circle of Jintingzhou has been closed, and information is difficult to get in and out. Even high-level fortune-tellers can't predict any movements." Liang Mangu said mysteriously.
"Everything is ready. I see that the demon cultivators have been preparing for a sneak attack for a long time. Do you remember that when Yan Changming came to the mortal world to test his skills, the Demon Lord did not react at all when he was swept away by the Green Emperor's Secret Realm?" Although Jin Sunzhi and Yan Changming had shared hardships, he was full of doubts about Yan Changming at this time, "Is it possible that Yan Changming's real purpose is to help the Demon Lord divert the attention of the world!"
Everyone's attention was focused on Huanhua Island, so how could they easily notice what the evil cultivators were secretly doing?
As soon as this was said, everyone started discussing and deducing the battle situation.
"Hey, has Yan Changming returned to Jintingzhou yet? He was wandering around Weiruizhou before. If he had a purpose, he would definitely return to Weiruizhou as soon as possible to report. Or is he still collecting intelligence here?"
Who knows?
but……
I don’t know if there are any unknown ways to play, so let’s do some divination.
Liang Mangu took out a Bagua plate-laying instrument passed down to him by his senior brother. His original ambition was to practice divination, so he was quite interested in it. "Why don't we measure the movements of Yan Changming? We know that the movements in Jintingzhou cannot be measured. If we can't measure it, then he is in Jintingzhou. If we can measure it, then he is outside, right?"
"That's true, but there is another factor, which is the fortune teller's level." You Yue laughed, "What does a little gambler know about fortune telling? Let me do it."
Ning Yanhu sighed, "I'll do it."
"You are protecting your own shortcomings again." You Yue crossed his arms and said, "Then let's do the divination separately and see the results."
"OK!"
The two sides also started fighting.
As a result, one of them guessed that Yan Changming would become the emperor, and the other guessed that Yan Changming was getting married.
Well……
Pei Zhaoting glanced at it and said, "Divination is meant to capture the secrets of heaven, but there are few true people in the world."
Ning Yanhu and You Yue were silent for a moment at the same time and wanted to curse. In fact, what this meant was that they were both useless at fortune-telling, right?
"Hahahaha, becoming an emperor and getting married, will Yan Changming become the emperor and take the empress?" Bai Lu laughed when he heard this, and it reminded him of his own experience. "I remembered that my dad also asked a fortune teller to tell his fortune. He predicted that I would get married young, but my partner is over 200 years old, hahaha."
When he said this, everyone looked at him in confusion as if they didn't understand the joke.
Huh? What's wrong with being over 200 years old?
Bai Lu explained: "Well, I hadn't cultivated immortality at that time, so I thought it was impossible for him to be that old. Now that I think about it... it's a bit possible. Over 200 years old is not that old, and there are many of them in the world of immortal cultivation. But wouldn't it be even more useless? There is only one condition, over 200 years old, which is not much different from not calculating."
After hearing this, everyone became interested, as it turned out that Bailu was also considered a time of marriage.
"Haha, interesting. Who here is over 200 years old?" You Yue laughed twice and looked around.
It was a pity that among the twenty or thirty people present, some were less than a hundred years old like Liang Mangu, or at least three hundred years old. After all, they were all elite soldiers, and not everyone could break through the realm at such a young age as easily as Master Bai Lu and his disciples.
The closest one was a 180-year-old senior brother. He slapped his thigh and said jokingly: "What a pity, Junior Brother Bai, wait for me for another 20 years. In 20 years, you will only be in your 40s, which is considered early marriage in our world of immortal cultivation."
Hearing everyone laughing again, isn't that right.
Bai Lu slowly poured herself a glass of Qiusuo's freshly squeezed juice, and leaned back against the wall while drinking it. Turning around, she found that Huo Xuexiang beside her had finished regulating his breathing at some point, and was also leaning against the wall, with one leg bent and his hands on his knees. Although they were both resting against the wall, Bai Lu and Huo Xuexiang's figures looked very different, one was lazy and the other was upright.
Bai Lu only felt a sense of divine consciousness falling on her body... It was very familiar, it was the master who was "looking" at her.
Divine thoughts are not as powerful as visual sight, but to a keen wizard they are as real as substance. Because of Huo Xuexiang's peculiarities, this is a feeling that Bai Lu should have been accustomed to long ago, but at this moment she felt a little numb and drank some juice.
He drank this sip slowly for a long time. He held the cup in his hand and looked at Huo Xuexiang secretly. His green eyes were wet and no one knew what he was thinking.
Bai Lu wondered if she had overlooked a detail. What was it?
The master did not say anything, but continued to focus his divine thoughts on him as if calmly.
Suddenly, Bai Lu was startled, and remembered something that was obvious but had been ignored all along. Before he could think about it carefully, he spoke inexplicably: "Master, how old are you?"
The master smiled softly and said, "Two hundred and twenty-seven, more than two hundred years older than you."
He couldn't see his master's eyes, but the tone of his voice was very different from his master's usual tone. It was as if he was smiling but not laughing, probably because he found it very interesting.
Bai Lu didn't know whether his master had heard their laughter just now. He only knew that his mind went blank for a moment, as if his master's divine consciousness was tickling his heart. His ears gradually became hot, and the back of his neck tightened, all the way down to his throat.
This is not right. Why does it feel like the rhythm is messed up?
Bai Lu opened and closed her lips twice but didn't say anything. Her eyes fell on the orange juice, puzzled for a while.
I don't understand.
Drink tons of juice like crazy.
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