Mysterious mirror hanging high

"In that case, we can rest assured." An old ancestor of a Jindan family breathed a sigh of relief.

After more than ten ancestors of the Jindan family left the main hall, Huang Xuzhen of the Yellow Wind Valley frowned and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qingfu, it's not that I don't believe you, but I estimate that even if there is a magic method to prolong Senior Banshan's lifespan, how can it be extended for thirty years? I'm afraid there must be something fishy going on!"

True Man Qingfu sighed, shook his head, and said, "Fellow Daoist Huangxu, to be honest, even if my master uses the magic of prolonging his life, he only has twenty years left to live..."

"Twenty years?" True Man Huangxu asked suspiciously, "If Senior Banshan can really hold out for another twenty years, this war between good and evil should be over."

With a lot of questions in his mind, Master Huangxu also left the main hall to arrange for his disciples who were coming to Houtu Sect to provide assistance.

At this point, True Man Yue Hua finally lost his patience and shouted, "Qing Fu, you can fool those Jindan families outside the core circle, or external forces like the Yellow Wind Valley, but you can't hide it from the Xiaoyao Alliance. My Immortal Alliance has fought the four major sects in the Yunchuan Region for hundreds of years. I'm afraid our calculations of the lifespans of every Great True Man of the four sects are more accurate than mine."

"Even if we take into account that Senior Banshan has a healthy lifestyle and no hidden injuries, I'm afraid he doesn't have more than ten years left to live. Twenty years? Qingfu, you're kidding!"

"Hush, be quiet!" Qingfu Zhenren looked nervous. He checked the soundproofing array in the main hall to see if it was secure. Then he stamped his feet and said:

"Fellow Daoist Yuehua, it's not that I'm not telling the truth, but the incomplete Nascent Soul Formation I've sent out now would be greatly diminished if anyone other than Grandmaster Banshan were to preside over it. Without this formation, how could we possibly withstand the Tang Family and the Beast Taming Sect? Therefore, Grandmaster Banshan's lifespan is crucial. This battle between good and evil will likely last another ten to twenty years, and I'm simply trying to stabilize the morale of the troops."

"Alas, you..." Yue Hua Zhenren sighed, "If Yu Wen Bao Ding were here, Yunchuan Territory would never have come to this point!"

"Since Fellow Daoist Yuehua has brought up this, I have no choice but to ask."

True Man Qingfu gathered his sleeves and said in a subdued tone, "I wonder if there's any news about Fellow Daoist Baoding recently?"

"You don't have to count on him!"

True Man Yue Hua flicked his sleeves and said bitterly, "How dare he show up now? I'm afraid that as soon as he returns to the Yunchuan Region, True Lord Yan Jun will break through the Taixu and strike him with his sword!"

"After all, it's not a big mistake. It's just a case of poor discipline. Why did it come to this?"

True Man Qingfu couldn't help but say, "I wonder if we can go to Zhongzhou Territory to find a trustworthy True Lord of the Righteous Path and see if we can get True Lord Yanjun to mediate. If Fellow Daoist Baoding can return to Yunchuan Territory to take charge of the situation, we can at least make a comeback in terms of Jindan-level combat power."

"Whether it's a serious crime or not is not up to us; the True Lord has the final say." Yue Hua Zhenren said coldly, "Can grudges really be forgotten with a smile? That will happen only after Yu Wen Bao Ding forms his Nascent Soul!"

At this time, a message talisman flew into the main hall and landed in the hands of Yue Hua Zhenren. She looked at the talisman in her hand and said:

"The first batch of follow-up support from the Xiaoyao League has also arrived. I will go and make some arrangements."

When True Man Yuehua also left the main hall, only Qiu Wanling, Lei Zhizi, True Man Hongfu and True Man Qingfu were left in the entire hall. They happened to be the current leaders of the four major sects in Yunchuan Domain.

The four Jindan cultivators looked at each other, and finally Qiu Wanling of the Bishui Sect spoke with careful consideration:

"Fellow Daoist Qingfu, the four major sects in our Yunchuan region have always been closely connected. Now that there are no outsiders here, why not give us a hint..."

"How many years does Banshan Zhenren have left to live?"

At this moment, an unspeakable bitterness finally appeared on Master Qingfu's face. He said sadly:

"To be honest with you fellow Daoists, Master Banshan... only has three years left to live!"

"Three years?!" Zhenren Hongfu exclaimed in shock, "Only three years? How could the Tiannan demon cultivators retreat? How could they hold this place by then?"

True Man Qingfu smiled bitterly and said, "Sitting in the center and maintaining the operation of the formation is already a very energy-consuming task. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out for three years."

"We can only take things one step at a time now. If the other factions knew that our Banshan Grandmaster only had three years left to live, why would they send cultivators to support Houtu Sect? I'm afraid this organization, which we've worked so hard to put together, will fall apart."

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Jing Yu put away the mysterious mirror's ability to detect, and his mind was filled with only one thought:

Is Banshan Zhenren still alive?

"Master Banshan's life span is short. If he dies, without a Grand Master from the Houtu Sect who has mastered the corresponding cultivation technique to take over and lead the formation, the righteous forces in the Yunchuan region will likely be completely defeated. By then, relying solely on the isolated cities of Xiaoyao Xiancheng, they will only be able to survive."

Jing Yu thought to himself, "If a crushing defeat were to occur, I wonder how many of the Yunchuan Territory cultivators here would be able to escape."

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing, the cultivators of the Xiaoyao Alliance should gather on the west side of the sect square!" [Squad Leader] Gu Dacheng came over and whispered, "It should be time to arrange for a garrison on the immortal mountain."

Jing Yu followed Gu Dacheng to the place, only to see that Master Yuehua was already standing on a high platform. Below him, more than a hundred independent cultivators who were forcibly recruited by the Xiaoyao Alliance were silent as a mouse. They just stood there respectfully with their hands clasped in their hands, not daring to breathe.

"Master, the first batch of independent cultivators recruited from the Immortal City are all here. How do you think we should arrange the defense?" A team leader who had reached the late stage of foundation building asked in a low voice.

True Man Yue Hua said calmly, "The Hou Tu Sect has 360 peaks, and more than 60 have been captured. Now there are less than 300 peaks left. My Xiaoyao Alliance has been divided into about 50 peaks. This group of independent cultivators is just the first batch of cultivators recruited. Most of them are abandoned children of aristocratic families, or from small clans in the foundation-building stage. Their foundations are poor, and their magic is not proficient... They are of no use. I will just randomly pick out seven or eight small peaks and let them try to defend them!"

True Man Yuehua's words were extremely harsh, and he almost cursed all the Foundation Establishment cultivators in his face. However, due to the majesty of the Great True Man Jindan, no one dared to refute him.

Master Yuehua glanced around at the group of cultivators, and suddenly his gaze stopped at Jing Yu's face. He frowned and said:

"Master Xuan Jing? Why are you here too?"

Jing Yu was originally hiding at the very end of the group of cultivators, but after being mentioned by True Man Yuehua, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. The foundation-building cultivators in front of him automatically made way for him, exposing him.

"what?"

Jing Yu hurried forward, bowed and said, "Master, I was also conscripted..."

This Taoist Xuan Jing has a good relationship with his last disciple Wan Lingjun. Zhenren Yuehua has heard of it. After Hu Yueqiu married Yuwen Xiaojin, she also had frequent dealings with this alchemist. Logically speaking, with his connections, he should not have been recruited. Why is he here now?

After all, True Man Yuehua had fought his way up from the bottom of the cultivator class. His scheming and tactics were not comparable to those of True Man Jindan who had come up through seclusion with a silver spoon in their mouth. He figured out the key points of the matter almost immediately, and a layer of anger appeared on his face.

"It's already this late, why are you still fighting among yourselves?"