"Who is the Great Elder?" Jing Yao asked suspiciously, "Tell me more." ”

Great Elder Li Fan's name Xihua said, Sun Chengbi also mentioned, Mingzun did not have much impression of this person, before leaving, Mingzun said something about Lang Huantian's power structure, but it was all 100,000 years ago, and it could not keep pace with the times.

Sun Chengbi thought for a while, and suddenly asked softly: "Donghuangquan has not used troops against Penglai on a large scale, why does the island owner think?"

Jing Yao smiled slightly and said: "Xihua said that the Yellow Spring is like fire and water, and the two sides will not give an inch, and they can't transfer more strong people to attack Penglai, isn't this right?"

What Xihua said, Huang Xiufeng thought it was very credible, Lin Tianxing felt that it was a conspiracy, Jing Yao's opinion was reserved, so that she completely believed in Xihua, this is impossible, if you don't believe it at all, she doesn't need to go to Lang Huantian in person, there must be something greasy in it, Xihua refuses to say it, it can only be learned through other channels.

Sun Chengbi said with a complicated expression: "Then the Lord of Jingyao Island has ever heard that monks can live for 100,000 years?"

Jing Yao was stunned when she heard this, she always felt that she had ignored something, Sun Chengbi mentioned that time made her wake up, the life span of immortals is ruthless and endless, immortal cultivators can't live that long, 10,000 years seems to be the limit, 100,000 years is even more impossible, Jiang Xianhai of the Binding God Sect has lived for more than 7,000 years and is already old......

Sun Chengbi said: "Lang Huan Tian is isolated from the immortals, the monks there are all strong, the breath that overflows from the fairy world can delay aging, whether it is the East Yellow Spring or the West Yellow Spring, as long as they stay in Lang Huantian, the life form is enough to live for a long time, but once they leave Lang Huan Tian......"

"I see. ”

Jing Yao nodded silently, she finally understood why there were only a few robbery monks in Donghuangquan attacking Penglai, even if there was no Xihuangquan to contain Donghuangquan, it was impossible for them to attack in a big way.

Leaving Lang Huan Tian, they are no different from ordinary monks, the constraints of the outside world will suddenly trigger their decay speed, if they can return to Lang Huan Tian in time, this hidden danger can be eliminated.

Ming Zun said that the monks of Lang Huantian must accept the baptism of the power of Huangquan, which on the one hand changes the form of life, and on the other hand, ensures that the monks are loyal to them as before, and can live for 100,000 years is not only related to the body baptized by Huangquan, but also related to the immortal energy overflowing from the fairy world, both of which are indispensable.

If Penglai does not have Mingzun, Donghuangquan can take Penglai or get a ruin.

Their strength is enough to destroy the withering and decaying, Jing Yao and Huang Xiufeng are difficult to resist, only to overturn Penglai and die with the enemy, but Penglai has Mingzun, and Donghuangquan sent people, but it is just to cast the inviolable majesty of Penglai with blood, and fuel Penglai's arrogance.

Knowing that they can't do it, that's a dead eye, of course Donghuangquan is not a dead eye, their real opponent is the group of rebels who betrayed Huangquan, they don't want to suffer from the enemy, and peace talks Penglai is their only choice.

Sun Chengbi said: "Lord Jingyao Island, that's all I know so far...... As far as I know, Xihua is a new high-level in East Huangquan, but Elder Li Fan has great trust in him, so there is no need to worry about security. ”

He casually pointed to a monk who was hiding in a black robe and said, "They are the most elite and loyal guards of Huangquan, and they are the good seedlings selected from the vast number of living beings in the past hundred years......"

Jing Yao looked over and said lightly: "Don't say it so nicely, it's just a group of corpses." ”

She has not dealt with the Demon Sect once or twice, these guards should practice corpse arts, and at the cost of losing their consciousness in exchange for strong cultivation, they are a group of walking dead.

The owner's eyes were like torches, and he didn't expect it badly. Sun Chengbi said: "But compared with the Demon Sect's corpse practice, these people retain the most primitive awe and loyalty, Xihua ordered them to accompany and protect, we can sit back and relax." ”

"I don't see it that way. Jing Yao's voice became calmer and calmer, and she said, "Aren't these people the best proof that Donghuangquan has fallen apart......?"

Sun Chengbi interrupted: "Maybe it's to prevent West Yellow Spring. ”

"I hope so. Jing Yao nodded silently, the string in her heart jumped tighter, there were more than 300 guards plus Penglai's entourage, 200 distracted monks, 100 combined monks, if there are more than 300 distracted monks in a sect, it is definitely a well-deserved absolute overlord.

However, the potential opponent is the mysterious Lang Huantian, and Jing Yao has no bottom in her heart.

Jing Yao thought back to the ups and downs of the past forty years, every time she escaped through danger and obstacles, it was because of unexpected magic powers, as well as elusive time and space spells, and every time she defeated the strong Jing Yao had a feeling of dancing on a tightrope, but this time the opponent was unprecedentedly strong.

The biggest reliance is the collapse of Lang Huantian's forces, Li Fan wants to unify Lang Huantian, he can't allow external threats to exist, and he is somewhat guaranteed in terms of security, in case he accidentally buries Lang Huantian, what awaits Lang Huantian is Penglai's crazy revenge.

......

Half a month has passed, Jing Yao's cultivation in the realm has been fully recovered, in addition to her routine inspections every day, the extra time to stay in the room to cultivate the Tao and the heart is clear, she has a hunch, the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and a little more true yuan will have more self-preservation power.

After another ten days, he finally came to Lang Huantian, and the wind and waves were calm along the way, but the down-to-earth situation gave Jing Yao an unprecedented sense of deterrence.

The hillside facing the face was full of black-robed monks, and several gray-robed monks on the spacious road said enthusiastically: "Welcome to the Lord of Jingyao Island!"

Sun Chengbi said in a low voice: "Thousands of times ago, monks and laymen were interdependent, Lang Huantian retained the secular atmosphere and you Penglai are quite similar, don't look at their cultivation is not high, they are indeed the mainstay of Lang Huantian's officials, they greet you personally, it can be seen how much attention is paid to you." ”

Jing Yao's gaze swept over those officials, and said coldly, "None of the Sword Sect disciples are here?"

An official hurriedly turned sideways, a swarthy young man was a little childish, his eyes were full of anger, and when he saw Jing Yao, he lowered his head and said sadly: "Senior Sister Jing Yao...... Be...... We're incompetent. ”

Jing Yao looked at the black-clothed young man seriously for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you come here." ”

The black-clothed young man is Heiyan, who was originally a disciple of the Sword Sect who was cultivating at ease on Yingzhou Island, but suddenly a gust of evil wind blew, and everyone lost consciousness at the same time, and when he woke up again, he was already in Lang Huantian, and the overall strength was not enough The disciples of the Sword Sect in the Jindan Realm were proud......