Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 143: Stupid
In the center of Wuhuang, near a sacred mountain in the east, the air is rich in green woods, and there are many orchids and jade trees on the mountain. The breeze is gentle, and the scenery is magnificent.

There were three people standing on the top of the mountain. A tall young man stood in the front and looked into the distance. He had kind eyes and his eyes almost narrowed into a slit when he smiled. He was wearing a white robe, and his cultivation was faintly revealed. He had reached the peak of foundation building, which was extremely fascinating.

There were two people standing quietly behind him. Both of them were in the foundation-building stage and had been here for half a day.

One of them was an old man with white hair and beard, who seemed to be taking a nap. He was wearing a gray shirt and his head was drooping like he was fishing. He was in the late foundation building stage.

The other was a sturdy man with a strong build and horns on his head. He exuded a demonic aura without any reservation and was holding a big axe. He was in the middle stage of foundation building and had extremely strong blood and energy.

"It seems Zhu Yucheng only occupies Chongxi Mountain, and will not touch the rest."

The young man in white robe turned around and said with a smile. The burly man with horns below immediately replied:
"Your Majesty is absolutely right, but if he doesn't move, should we?"

The old man next to him was still dozing off, seemingly having not heard the conversation between the two people beside him.

The young man in white robe turned his head and withdrew his gaze from the distant Yuanci Divine Light. He raised his eyebrows and said:

"Now that the Zhu family has successfully taken over, the remaining immortal cultivators must have smelled the scent and are coming here. I heard that things are not going smoothly in the west lately."

"My king, we must go and kill the arrogance of these immortal cultivators, and then..."

The bull-headed man was furious, tightly gripping the Xuanhua Axe in his hand. The young man in white robe just shook his head and said softly:

"Huang Yi, you are too superficial. Just let them come. What if Lingshan is given to them? Don't lose the big picture for the sake of a small one."

The strong man named Huang Yi responded in a deep voice, not daring to disobey. Ever since he became the other party's disciple, this man always won, and he believed that this time would be the same.

The old man beside him opened his eyes, looked over, yawned, and asked sleepily:

"Shu is stupid. Last time, Jiang Yang made quite a commotion, but you really just ignored it? It seems like there aren't many foundation-building warriors over there, just some small pawns."

The young man in white robes was Shu Chun, who had now occupied a sacred mountain and no one dared to stop him. Seeing the old man talking, he smiled and said:

"Old Liu, you're joking. What are you going for? Are you looking for death? That mysterious light penetrated the heavens and the earth. We saw it, but our memories are still intact. It's almost a clear warning, don't provoke it."

The old cultivator looked normal, looked towards Jiang Yang, and continued:

"The convergence of the three lights is the transformation of Taisu, which has completely changed the landscape of Jiangyang. Even the spiritual power has changed. Jiangyang is now suitable for cultivators who practice Yin and Yang, Stars, and Various Lights to break through. I'm afraid that Taixu has the resources for these paths."

“If this place weren’t dangerous, it would be considered a treasure land now.”

Shu Chun shook his head, not caring at all. His gaze turned to the open space guarded by the mountains, the area where Tiandu Mountain was originally located. His eyes were burning.

"Nothing can compare to this place. The opportunity to reach the top is right in front of you. If you miss it, it will be gone."

Suddenly, a barbarian came to report from the foot of the mountain. He hurried forward and handed over a document. Shu Chun took it with a smile, glanced at it, and said with a smile:

"Luo He is dead, along with Lu Yuan and Suo Xin. All three were eliminated by the immortal cultivators. I thought Luo He, being in the late stage, could live a few more days, but I didn't expect him to be so useless."

Huang Yi, who was standing by, cursed softly:

"This man is extremely vicious. If he can't defeat someone, he'll just poison them. His golden silkworms have spread countless diseases and plagues. It's so annoying just to see them. It's best if he dies."

Shu Chun looked at Chong Xishan beside him, thinking about something, and said in a deep voice:
"Although Luo He was just an ordinary casual cultivator, his incense-burning golden body was incredibly strong, and his curse-killing technique was commendable. How could he die like this?"

"Old Liu, please help me check which immortal cultivators have entered Wuhuang now. They might be useful."

The old man beside him sighed softly, glanced at him, and said:

"I'm already old, but I still have to work for you. It's really a suffering." After saying this, the old man flew away on the wind, moving very quickly.

Shu Chun looked calm as usual, continuing to gaze into the distance, absorbed in the sight.
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On the east side of the plain, close to the boundary of Wuhuang, it extends to the distant wilderness.

This place is close to the Liu family. It was originally occupied by a wizard in the middle stage of foundation building. Now he is dead, and the spiritual land has fallen into the hands of the Liu family.

"Shikahara."

Liu Qiuci stood in the mountains, looking at the wizard who had just been killed by himself, Qing Yun and [Qing Yuliu]. The other party was only in the middle stage of foundation building and was injured, so he was quickly captured.

[Qingyu Willow], this tree has been passed down from generation to generation in the Liu family. It is like a magic weapon and also like a living creature. Its intelligence is not obvious on a normal day. Only when the direct descendants build the foundation and recognize it, will they gain new intelligence.

Judging from the grade alone, this willow tree is already a first-level ancient magic weapon. It is even more magical and can almost be regarded as a foundation-building cultivator. It can even use magic.

Qing Yun followed Liu Qiuci slowly, looked around, seemed a little unhappy, and said in a low voice:
"This land is filled with miasma and blood. There's nowhere to stay."

Liu Qiuci turned around with a worried look on his face. Qingyun was a person who loved cleanliness, and he had heard him complain for a long time along the way.

At that moment, the young man in green could no longer bear it and said:
"Auntie, we're here to kill people and plunder land, but you're just out for an outing. What else do you want?"

Qing Yun said nothing, her eyebrows slightly raised as she looked straight at Liu Qiuci. Liu Qiuci felt uneasy because of her stare, so she quickly found an excuse and wanted to fly away.

"I heard from my tribe that there's a big commotion in the north. Would you like to hear about it?"

Her voice suddenly softened, and the arrogance that had been lingering in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a pair of soft, clear blue eyes.

Liu Qiuci turned around. Seeing the other party looking at him like this, he felt even more flustered. He lowered his head and said,
"What's the matter? Tell me and I'll cheer you up."

Qing Yun took a few steps forward and pressed herself against Liu Qiuci. He held her waist tightly and she said softly:

"On the border of Li Liao, there is a great man who practices divine thunder and is preparing to travel to Li Country. This is a changing situation."

Liu Qiuci suddenly let go of his hand, with a look of embarrassment between his eyebrows, and turned around and said:

"Why are you saying this? Isn't it a taboo, you..."

Qing Yun, however, hugged the person in front of him tightly again, unwilling to separate, sobbing faintly, and whispered:
"You can go find that person and give it a try. There's always a chance. Why do this?"

As he spoke, Qing Yun raised his head, a fierce and vicious aura of a demonic being enveloped him. He looked towards the sky and said softly:

"So what if we're from the same tribe? Snakes are good at breeding, so we'll have escaped this disaster. Come with me to Yuliu. In less than ten years, we'll have many branches and many people. By then, there's no place we can't go."

Liu Qiuci lowered his eyes. At that moment, Qing Yun thought that the other party was about to agree to him. A hint of hope flashed in his blue eyes, and he looked at him infatuatedly.

The other party hugged her tightly and said softly:

"How can it be the same? How can it be the same?"

Liu Qiuci watched Qing Yun slowly lower his head and bury it in his chest, and his green clothes seemed to be a little wet.

The green snake was now weaker than ever, just like when they first met, with snow and wind blowing everywhere, and Liu Qiuci picked her up from outside the door while she was frozen stiff.

At this moment, Liu Qiuci suddenly felt an impulse in his heart. He wanted to make a promise to the person in front of him, leave, and fight to the death for her.

His father's instructions and the laughter of the younger generation rang in his mind, forcing him to reach out and pat the other person gently.

Do snakes cry?
(End of this chapter)