Villain: I am not good at fighting.

This late Jindan-stage cultivator from the Hehuan Sect was an old monster from the same era as Lin Luo. He showed no respect to Master Lin Luo, who was the first Jindan-stage cultivator, and started cursing him in public.

A golden light flashed, and Master Lin Luo appeared in front of the white-robed figure. His warm smile collapsed, and he said coldly:

"Guan Ping, you￥%…*&*…………"

The foul language was unbearable to hear. Two great monks in the late Jindan stage greeted each other's surviving family members in public without caring about their image.

It seemed that they got really angry after asking the latter part. The two of them looked like they were ready to fight to the death. Seeing that the situation was not right, the Jindan masters on both sides came out to persuade them to stop fighting. Hongqiu also silently used the rays of light and appeared behind Guan Ping.

However, her strength was obviously not enough. A group of Jindan cultivators were standing on the void, while she still needed to control the magic weapon. It was like a child suddenly joining the quarrel among adults.

Liu Muqing looked up at the group of Jindan cultivators and couldn't help but licking the corner of her mouth with her tongue. Is this the power of Jindan cultivators? They don't need the help of magic weapons, they can stand in the air, and their every move seems to carry the power of heaven and earth.

If I can reach this level one day, no one will be able to force me anymore.

I vaguely remember that when she was thirteen, she looked like a minion in front of Hongqiu, just like Hongqiu is now.

"Amitabha, two donors, the time has come to open the secret realm. Let's work together to open the secret realm first and let the younger generations go in to find opportunities for advancement. Can we discuss the quarrel later?"

Just as the two sides were pulling each other, an old monk with white eyebrows suddenly appeared between them.

"Master Wu Miao, you came at the right time. Please tell me whether the He Huan Sect has lost all conscience and morality and has corrupted the social order."

Master Lin Luo chose to ignore the words of the white-browed monk and pulled the white-browed monk aside first, and then he started to complain first.

"You old thing, you are avoiding the important issue. You Daoxuan Sect are not trustworthy and are trying to stir up trouble to plot against my disciples of the Demon Sect. You are so hypocritical and sanctimonious."

"you……"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, the old monk Wu Miao clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name loudly. The golden Buddha light isolated the inside and the outside, and except for the group of Jindan monks, no one else could hear their voices.

Master Lin Luo and Elder Guan Ping of the Hehuan Sect looked at the old monk Wu Miao in confusion. They hadn't made a move yet, so what was the old monk doing?

"My two benefactors, if you want me to clean up the mess, I will help you."

"You said."

"Fuck away!"

Guan Ping didn't care about anyone's account. He relied on the large number of Jindan on his side and was very aggressive.

The old monk Wu Miao was not annoyed, but smiled amiably and said:

"The reason is very simple. This time, the Kunshan Secret Realm is opened. Whoever has more foundation-building disciples promoted from the righteous and evil paths will be the one I think is right."

Lingtai Temple is not like the righteous and evil sects. They are located on the edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains where monsters and beasts roam. They face beast tides all year round. When things are serious, the evil sects are also their targets for help.

To them, the total number of immortal cultivators is more important than the good and evil ones, and in Wu Miao's eyes, these cultivators who have reached the great perfection of Qi training under their feet are also the new force to resist the beast tide in the future.

"Why do you guys at Lingtai Temple always try to smooth things over?"

Guan Ping didn't buy it. Although he knew the situation of Lingtai Temple and was aware of the principle of "the lips and the teeth are cold", he knew that the moral principles of the righteous and the evil were different.

They believe that the only way to solve the problem once and for all is to completely annihilate the other side.

Therefore, during the beast tide period, both the good and evil forces will try their best to make a move in secret.

Five years ago, Lingtai Temple united with the righteous and evil sects to resist the beast tide. However, as soon as the beast tide receded, the Hehuan Sect inexplicably lost several Jindan elders.

If Daoxuan Sect had not finally surrendered and agreed to share the Qianyuan Secret Realm with the Demonic Sect, the two sects of good and evil might have already started fighting.

"Why, old man, are you scared?"

Lin Luo spoke sarcastically and was about to roll up his sleeves to continue greeting Guan Ping's mother, but was interrupted by the old monk Wu Miao.

"My two donors, how about this? I will lend this relic to the winner for one year. How about that?"

really!

Guan Ping looked at the old monk Wu Miao in surprise, wondering how this old bald monk could suddenly become so generous.

The relics can eliminate karma and protect the soul. Guan Ping was a demon and had killed many people in his life. He was worried about how to avoid the upcoming 49-day calamity.

With this relic, his heavenly tribulation can be delayed for at least twenty years. He had no hope of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in the first place, so being able to live another twenty years is a gain for him.

"Hahaha, okay, I'll borrow this relic."

Lin Luo also had the same problem, the only difference was that he had about 20% chance of surviving the heavenly tribulation and advancing to the Nascent Soul stage.

The probability is still too low. Although this relic cannot increase the record of successfully surviving the tribulation, the relic has the ability to protect the soul.

If he fails to survive the tribulation, he can protect a wisp of his soul and spirit and reincarnate to prevent his soul and spirit from being destroyed.

"Just one year is too short."

"Mr. Guan, if you are willing to come to Lingtai Temple as a guest, I will lend you this relic for as long as you stay."

The old monk Wu Miao seemed to be fearless and not worried at all about whether the other party would return the money he lent.

"Forget it then. Your Lingtai Temple has been in turmoil for years. I don't have much time left to live, so I want to have some peace and quiet for a few more years."

Asking him to visit Lingtai Temple implied that he should work as a laborer in Lingtai Temple and help fight against monsters. Risking his life for a relic would not be worth it.

“Some people are the same when they are alive or dead.”

"Hmph, I don't want to argue with you, Monk Wu Miao, please open the secret realm quickly. I can't wait to see old dog Lin Luo fall."

Guan Ping looked determined to win. He flew up to the sea above the upside-down sky first, then transformed himself into a giant axe that could split the sky.

It slashed towards the intersection of the positive and negative heaven and earth, causing a turbulence in the space, tearing open a dark gap, which then healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Wu Miao and Lin Luo's attacks followed one after another, and the dark gap was further widened. Finally, the three of them each took out a formation flag.

The formation flags were inserted into the void, reflecting each other, stabilizing the gap to a size of ten feet.

"Okay, you can go in."

Guan Ping returned to his own camp, sent a message to everyone, then glanced at Hong Ju, as if he was sending a message about something, and then Hong Ju flew back to the Hongluan Sect's magic flying boat.

Holding a few withered straws in his hand, he distributed them to several foundation building elders and Hongdie, and then reminded them again:

"Remember, don't covet the natural resources and treasures in the secret realm. Everything should be based on their foundation building."

"Yes, Master."

Hongdie took the withered yellow straw, raised her wrist and wrapped it around it, then rubbed her fingers together, igniting a wisp of spiritual fire. As the straw burned, the cultivation levels of several foundation-building elders and Hongdie increased.

They all dropped to the level of Qi Refining Great Perfection. At this time, Hongdie turned and came to Liu Muqing, took her hand, smiled and said:

"Junior Sister Liu, come with me. I will protect you alone."