Chapter 159 Crazy Expansion
Two immortal gods disappeared inexplicably.
It sounds like a fantasy.
But it happened so bizarrely.
Since the death of Lan Yu Tianzun, these two have competed in the Tiandu Martial Arts Arena every year for the ownership of "Tiandu Huayu Gong".
So many years have passed, and the winner is still unknown.
Every time it attracts countless monks to watch the battle.
It has almost become a regular event in Yuandao State, and even many cultivators from other states come here to try to see the battle between the two immortal kings.
However, this year the day for the battle agreed upon by both sides has arrived.
There was not a single person in sight in the Tiandu Martial Arts Arena.
Everyone waited for a long time, but Dugu Xi and Dugu Shi did not show up.
The monks at the time just thought that the battle time had been changed and didn't think much about it.
Until a few days later, shocking news came.
The relatives, friends and subordinates of the two tried various methods but were unable to contact them.
Even after asking the Tianji Hall for deduction, no trace of them could be found.
It was as if he had disappeared out of thin air, no one saw him alive, and no one saw his body after he died!
The most shocked were the Lanyu lineage.
With two top fighters missing, people in Lan Yu are in a state of panic.
My nerves are on edge and everyone seems to be the mastermind.
The rest of the forces also slowly came to their senses after the initial shock.
The Lan Yu lineage is great and invincible.
But that was before.
Now, after several years of infighting, Lanyu suffered heavy losses internally.
Then two more gods disappeared inexplicably.
How much strength does the Lan Yu lineage have left now?
The idea of greed is growing in the hearts of many forces.
A Burning Feather Alliance was born in secret.
There was a small-scale friction at first.
Then, with "Tian Du Hua Yu Gong" as the fuse, a large-scale fight began.
This Hedao skill was divided into five parts by Lan Yu Tianzun before his death and stored in five encrypted jade slips.
Four of them were given to his four most loyal subordinates for safekeeping.
The remaining one was given to the most mysterious and non-aggressive Guardian Hall in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance for safekeeping.
Only when the five jade slips are combined into one can the complete "Tiandu Huayu Gong" be reproduced.
When the Dugu brothers disappeared inexplicably and were surrounded by wolves, the most loyal and the oldest immortal monarch in the Lanyu lineage, Wei Xutuo, followed Lanyu Tianzun the longest and had the longest seniority.
He actually rebelled with one fifth of the "Tian Du Hua Yu Gong".
Under the pretext of discussing strategies to deal with the enemy, another immortal monarch who held the jade slip, Wu Tongtian, was lured into a trap set by the Ranyu Alliance.
Wu Tongtian died with hatred in his heart, Wei Xutuo obtained two copies of "Tiandu Huayu Gong", and the Burning Feather Alliance took the opportunity to swallow up the territory of the Blue Feather lineage.
When the Lan Yu clan received the news, they were shocked at first.
Then he became extremely angry.
A centipede is still alive even after death.
The bloody counterattack began.
The war broke out and then swept across the entire Yuandao Province.
Countless Jindan, Yuanying and Huashen cultivators were affected.
The strange falling phenomena in the sky continued without stopping for a moment.
On the contrary, the largest number of Qi-refining monks are not even able to serve as cannon fodder because of their low combat power.
So there was no impact.
Mingyue Palace.
"Who is playing the big chess game here..."
Li Fan's eyes flashed as he took in all the major and minor events that had happened in Yuandaozhou in recent times.
The strong sense of conspiracy behind this is too obvious.
"Anyone with a discerning eye can tell there's something fishy going on."
"Unfortunately, I am now deeply involved in the game and have no choice."
"Qi-refining cultivators, with low strength, are not even qualified to be chess pieces."
"It doesn't matter. You may dislike me, but I don't mind."
Li Fan immediately summoned everyone in Mingyue Palace and issued an order for a major strategic expansion.
Although Su Xiaomei and others were confused about this order, they still carried it out resolutely.
Anchored at the end of the 43rd year, the great cause of crossing the Dharma, which had been stagnant for half a year, started again.
This time, it was even more violent than before.
At Li Fan's suggestion, Mingyue Palace only left 30,000 contribution points as a reserve.
The rest are all loaned out.
The news of the restart of Mingyue Palace's business spread among the Qi-refining monks in an instant.
After waiting for half a year, they were all overjoyed.
They flocked to Mingyue Lake.
The number of people was so large that it even exceeded Li Fan's imagination.
However, Li Fan did not release all the quotas for crossing the border at once.
The rule is still to select a monk with affinity every three days, which fully whets the appetite of all the monks.
It took nearly a month to borrow all the planned contributions.
At this time, Mingyu Palace's foreign debt had a contribution point of nearly 220,000 points.
The self reserves 30,000 contribution points.
Zhang Zhiliang's legacy still has 320,000 contribution points.
A total of 570,000 contribution points.
However, the chaotic fighting in Yuandaozhou provided Li Fan with the best breeding ground for his dormant development.
With the unbridled and barbaric growth, the extremely terrifying growth rate of compound interest finally became apparent.
Anchored at the end of 44 years, Mingyue Palace's foreign debt contribution soared to 310,000 points.
At the end of 1945, forty-five o'clock.
At the end of 1947, it reached 630,000 points.
…
By the middle of the 50-year anchoring period, Mingyue Palace's contribution to foreign debt had reached an astronomical figure of 2.2 million.
In the past seven years, Mingyue Palace has successfully helped nearly five hundred Qi-refining monks to build their foundations.
Every time a cultivator is transferred through the Dharma for a fee, "The Art of Sitting in the Mountain" will give back nearly six months of cultivation.
The feedback from nearly two hundred and fifty years of cultivation had already pushed Li Fan to break through to the late stage of foundation building.
Under the surveillance of Wuxiang Shaji, Li Fan witnessed the foundation-building process more than 500 times.
At this moment, his understanding of "building the foundation of Taoism" probably surpassed that of any other foundation-building cultivator in this world.
At this time, the genius Su Xiaomei had just broken through to the middle stage of foundation building, while Xiao Heng was still lingering in the early stage of foundation building.
Such a terrifying speed of cultivation made Li Fanruo feel like he was in a dream.
The huge amount of contribution in his hands made Li Fan feel like he was walking on thin ice.
Not only did he not feel the joy brought by the rapid improvement of his realm, but a vague sense of uneasiness grew day by day.
Instruct everyone in Mingyue Palace to stop the business of crossing the Dharma and recover the contribution points as soon as possible.
Li Fan prepared for a rainy day. While reading about methods to break through the Golden Elixir in the Tianxuan Realm, he also raised his mental alertness and was ready to run away at any time.
…
Yuandaozhou, somewhere in an unknown space.
A black-robed monk just woke up from his retreat.
He habitually made a hand gesture.
A golden ginkgo tree suddenly appeared in front of us.
The black-robed monk held a whisk and waved it gently.
The ginkgo tree, on which time seemed to have frozen, suddenly began to change.
The tree shook, and five golden leaves fluttered down.
The black-robed monk showed a delighted expression: "How come five gods died just because of a retreat?"
The spell suddenly changed.
Suddenly, another identical tree appeared next to the golden ginkgo tree.
It just emits a soft silver light all over.
The whisk was waved.
Twenty-three silver leaves slowly floated down.
The black-robed monk was overjoyed.
After counting on his fingers, he already knew the reason.
"It turns out there was an internal conflict. What a pleasant surprise."
"Strange, whose hand is this? How can we not figure it out?"
"Hmph, never mind. Anyway, the more people die, the better."
"Originally, I took advantage of Lan Yu's death and used the blue box trick to greatly reduce the number of monks."
"Now that this has happened again, it seems that I will have to exceed my mission this time."
The black-robed monk was surprised and muttered to himself.
"This Yuandao Province has been peaceful for a long time, and there are too many monks. It's time to do some pruning, but it's all because of that old man Lan Yu who's protecting us..."
"Humph, now that you are dead, you can no longer show off your might."
The blue ginkgo appeared, and this time more leaves fell.
The black-robed monk was immediately delighted: "This time, the Lord's instructions are finally stable."
Then, he summoned the last green ginkgo out of habit.
Under the astonished gaze of the black-robed monk, the green ginkgo tree grew in the wind.
In just a breath, it became a whole circle larger than before.
Full of vitality, swaying gracefully.
The black-robed monk stood up in shock and asked in a lost voice, "How could this be?"
"The number of foundation-building monks has tripled in ten years?"
With cold sweat dripping down his forehead, the black-robed monk hurriedly calculated with his fingers.
"What a great Dufa Mingyue Palace..."
After a long time, the black-robed monk gritted his teeth and said hatefully.
"There are a lot of imitators..."
"You all must die!"
boom!
The gold, silver, blue and green ginkgo trees in front of him suddenly turned into ashes.
The black-robed monk held a whisk in his hand, took a step forward, and instantly disappeared.
(End of this chapter)
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