Chapter 29 Liu's Retreat
These elders have all reached the state of Qi Training and even have the possibility of breaking through to the realm of Foundation Establishment, and they are basically the direct descendants of Foundation Establishment monks.
In the Blue Crane Sea with a radius of eight thousand miles, each of the nine elders is a powerful figure, enough to determine the fate of most Qi Practicing Immortal Clan.
Of course, the Qinghe Immortal Sect needs a stable taxation environment, and will not encourage the Qi Practicing Clan under its command to fight against each other, nor will it attack the Qi Practicing forces under its command without any reason.
So when Lin wanted to take over the Seven Islands of Star Lake, the fifth elder of the Blue Crane Immortal Sect only acquiesced in their doing so and did not directly intervene.
"It seems that Lin has made many preparations."
Ye Linyuan whispered in his heart, understanding that today's situation is developing in the worst direction after all.
As expected, the six major families looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding.
They knew in their hearts that it was impossible to sell the spiritual eyes at a low price, but there was no way out if they became affiliated with the Lin family.
Instead of becoming a rogue cultivator like a lost dog, it would be better to compete with the Lin Clan of Immortals today.
Thinking of this, Qian Boran said coldly: "Do you really think that fellow Taoist can defeat us today?"
"It should be noted that we and other six major families have joined forces, and Senior Liu has also helped us. Today At best, it will be a dead end."
Lin Shengwu sneered when he heard this, pulled out the flying sword at his waist and said, "Do you want to test the effectiveness of my sword?"
"My sword? It’s not bad at all!”
Old man Ye pulled out his sword and made a resolute sound, which made Lin Shengwu’s expression change slightly.
But he saw that Old Man Ye had a red gold flying sword in his hand. The whole body was surrounded by the red gold sword energy. It was obviously a rare and sharp sword.
Ye Linyuan's eyebrows moved slightly, remembering the origin of this sword.
This sword is called Chixu. It is made of the rare treasure "Hundred-Refined Red Iron". It is the top-grade flying sword of the old man Chixu who was a master of Qi training in the past.
Old man Ye was lucky enough to get it when he was young. He always regarded it as a treasure and rarely showed it to others.
At this time, Old Man Ye took out the Chixu Flying Sword, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he was completely prepared for a desperate fight.
He knew very well that there was still a hidden spiritual eye and several acres of spiritual rice in the valley of Yejiadao. Once these were lost, not only would Ye become a loser, but Ye Linyuan would also miss the most precious opportunity to practice.
At that time, the Ye family will be in ruins because of this, and there will be no chance of turning around for at least thirty years.
"What a Ye Tianke."
Looking at the Chixu Flying Sword in Old Man Ye's hand, the ancestor of the Lin family showed a hint of fear.
Flying swords made of exotic treasures are extremely rare. Even with the foundation of the Lin Clan, there is only one. This is the family treasure of the Lin Clan.
The ancestor of the Lin family was quite greedy for it, but also extremely afraid of it.
Because this sword is extremely powerful and sharp, even if a monk is hit by it in the late stage of Qi Refining, he may be killed by the sword.
After all, there is only one life, and the ancestor of the Lin family is also quite afraid of it.
At this moment, the ancestor of the Lin family showed a hint of fear, but quickly withdrew his gaze.
But I saw him looking at the ancestor of the Liu family, and then said with a smile: "Brother Liu, you are more than 130 years old. I'm afraid your life is running out, right?"
Ancestor Liu's expression changed slightly, and a hint of chill suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Before he could speak, the ancestor of the Lin family said with a smile: "When you and I fight, I just need to be careful. If I don't confront you head-on, at most it will only cost some energy."
"But Taoist friend is afraid that his life will be shortened by several years, and he will have to die early regardless of victory or defeat."
When the ancestor of the Liu family heard this, his expression couldn't help but change again and again, revealing a trace of livid color. But the ancestor of the Lin family smiled, then waved his sleeves and said: "Even if I am defeated and die, the clan will still have Sheng Wu to support it, so it will not decline from now on."
"But once fellow Taoist passes away, will the Liu family be able to defend Diyan Island without the Qi Lian Daxiu in charge?"
When Patriarch Liu heard this, he couldn't help but have a hint of fear in his eyes.
Laozu Lin’s words are heart-breaking. He is here as a peacemaker, and there is no need to risk his life for the six major families.
Understanding this, Patriarch Liu immediately stepped aside, and then said to everyone in the six major families: "I am old and weak now, and I dare not easily fight with all my strength."
"I will no longer interfere in today's matter. I just ask you to try your best to make peace."
"Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death."
Seeing that Patriarch Liu stopped intervening, the monks from the six major families suddenly became angry and cursed in their hearts, but they did not dare to say more and curse directly.
At this time, each of them showed a hint of shock and anger, and looked at the Lin family in front.
But I saw Old Ancestor Lin standing in the wind, his clothes dancing wildly in the wind, and his slender figure had an unspeakable sense of oppression.
He just stood there, with his strong Qi sweeping in all directions like a strong wind, overwhelming many monks present who were in the early stage of Qi training and couldn't breathe.
"The seventh level of Qi training is perfect."
Ye Linyuan whispered in his heart, feeling a little pressure.
He touched the magic sword and magic talisman in his sleeve, and secretly pinched the golden needle, a shortcut magic needle, to estimate how sure he was of succeeding in a sneak attack.
"Everyone, I will give you one last chance."
Old Ancestor Lin spoke slowly, scanning everyone with his eyes, and finally said: "Either become a subordinate of my Ye family, or take the The Lingshi left the Seven Islands of Star Lake."
When the monks from the six major families heard this, they were immediately shocked.
Many monks who were in the early stage of Qi training had no idea, were so frightened that they were sweating, and even had the idea of giving up.
Even the three backbones, Old Man Ye, Qian Boran, and Zhang Daoyang, had a cold sweat oozing from their backs.
They all know that once a war starts with the Lin family, their hope of winning is no more than 20% to 30%, and even if they win, it will be a miserable victory.
Lin's chance of winning was more than 70%, so he chose to use his strength to overwhelm others just to avoid excessive losses.
But they can't retreat, because once they retreat, the entire family will become a lost dog.
Without mastering the various arts of cultivation, wandering cultivators can only take risks in search of resources. The probability of death is several times that of family cultivators. Even if they do not die halfway, it will be extremely difficult to go further in the future. .
Once they lose their family dojo, unless they have extremely high talents in cultivation and various arts, it is unlikely that they will be able to go any further in the future.
Between such a dilemma and a dilemma, the two sides fell into anxiety, and it seemed that the most intense life-and-death fight would break out at any time.
“唳——”
Until a moment later, a scream suddenly came from the sky.
In an instant, the murderous intent of both sides suddenly relaxed, and they immediately raised their heads to look at the sky.
But in the boundless sea of clouds, a giant white bird with a wingspan of more than six feet fluttered through the sky and slowly fluttered towards Chixing Island.
“The spiritual bird of the sixth level of Qi Refining—the albatross!”
(End of this chapter)