MTL - Immortal Mansion Longevity-Chapter 680 The secret of the red scarf, the immortal prison in Montenegro

   Chapter 680 Purple Scarf is Secret, Montenegro Immortal Prison

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  “Whoo~”

   In the distant sky, a cyan light spot suddenly appeared, and in just a few breaths, it approached Wanxian Mountain, making the patrolling monks face the enemy.

   "Senior of the ancient city"

   After seeing who was coming, the patrolling monk breathed a sigh of relief and cast a look of awe.

   In the past twenty-five years, Liu Yu has completed several tasks very beautifully, and he has also met a lot of Jindan of the Commoner League, and his reputation has gradually spread in the Commoner League.

   Even a Qi-refining and foundation-building cultivator is already familiar with him and knows that he is one of the most powerful Jindan seniors in the alliance.

   "The Ancient City Taoist"

   "Senior of the ancient city"

   landed on the mountainside, whether it was a low-level cultivator or Jindan Zhenren, they all greeted him.

   "Fellow Daoists, called by Elder Qingshui, Gu is one step ahead."

   "Let's relive the old days another day."

  Liu Yu smiled and smiled at several Jindan cultivators, and also nodded with a smile to some low-level cultivators.

   said, he walked towards the Hall of Immortals on the top of the mountain.

  Since it intends to rely on the long-term development of the Commonwealth, then it is natural to do everything in line with it, and make certain changes in the style of behavior.

   Compared with practicing alone, there is certainly less freedom.

   But you don't have to worry about the suppression of the sect family, and you can also get all the conveniences of the Commoner League, such as channels and knowledge.

  Everything is the result of weighing the pros and cons.

   "Tread"

   walked quickly, but within half a quarter of an hour, the solemn and solemn "Quanxian Temple" came into Liu Yu's eyes.

   In the spiritual sense, the aura in the hall was surging.

   These breaths are either familiar or unfamiliar, most of them belong to the Jindan level, and a few are unfathomable, and they are obviously Yuanying Zhenjun.

   True Monarch Yuanying, there is more than one person!

   "There is more than one Yuan Ying Zhenjun, who is still waiting here early, which shows that he attaches great importance to this matter."

   flashed this thought, Liu Yu paused, took a deep breath to calm down, and then stepped over the threshold.

   Entering the hall, his eyes quickly swept away.

   Soon saw Guo Poyun and other familiar monks.

   Without exception, they are all core members, and their cultivation bases are the best among their peers.

   In addition, headed by True Monarch Qingshui, there are several True Monarchs of Nascent Soul standing in the hall.

   "Mirror?!"

   Liu Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and saw a somewhat familiar figure in the hall.

  Everyone looked serious, and the needles could be heard falling in the hall. He walked to a corner silently, but his mood was a little complicated.

   For more than 20 years, Liu Yu has also dealt with Mingjing several times.

   The two are relatively familiar with each other. The last time they met was seven years ago, when they were still at their peak.

   "There are rumors in the alliance that Mingjing has been at the peak of Jindan for decades."

   "Quality and ordinary chances are not enough, and the chance of success in forming a baby is not large."

   "Unexpectedly, seven years later, this person has actually been promoted to the realm of Nascent Soul and entered the ranks of elders."

  Thinking like this, he admitted that he was a little envious.

   After all, for all Jindan cultivators, the bottleneck of Nascent Soul is a sky moat, and very few can overcome it.

  I don’t know how many arrogances have been smashed here!

   In the realm of immortal cultivation in the Central Territory, the transformation of the gods and gods is located in the clouds, the dragon sees the head but not the tail, and the cultivator of Yuanying stands on the upper level of the cultivation world.

   And Jindan cultivator, at best, can only be counted as a middle-level, to put it nicely, a "mainstay".

   But in the eyes of many Yuan Ying old monsters, it is not worth mentioning at all.

   After all, the high realm and the low realm have always been completely crushed, and the difference between the two cannot be calculated.

   Today, there is a living example in front of you. How can you not be envious of successfully breaking through the bottleneck and crossing the class?

   Even with the Immortal Mansion as a support, one of the Three Treasures of Infant formation, "Ningying Dan" has already been obtained, and Liu Yu does not dare to say that he will definitely be able to break through.

   Just like in countless ordinary things, there are always one or two miracles, and the ending is not necessarily unchangeable.

   As for whether or not to condense Nascent Soul, he can only try his best to increase the chance of success and make everything develop in a good direction.

   "But this person can condense Nascent Soul, which is indeed a bit unexpected."

   "It is said that Ming Jing is not the most outstanding one among the disciples of True Monarch Qingshui."

   "But it was the first to condense Nascent Soul, which made many people who were not optimistic about it suddenly stunned."

   Feeling the familiar aura in the hall, Liu Yu thought to himself.

   He politely said "Dao fortune is prosperous", but he didn't think Der Spiegel could successfully conjure a baby, after all, the difficulty of conceiving a baby is there.

  …

  The hall was silent, no monks communicated.

   Not long after Liu Yu stood still, Guo Poyun and other monks who had some friendship came over silently.

   looked at each other, and then they all shook their heads.

  As the introducer of joining the alliance, Guo Poyun has always communicated closely with him and has always maintained a good relationship, which can be regarded as a good friend.

   As for the other monks, they met during the mission.

   After seeing Liu Yu's resolute style and outstanding strength, they became enthusiastic and took the initiative to say hello and get acquainted.

   Over the years, I have often come to visit, exchanged my practice and fighting skills, and I have become familiar with each other.

   Seeing a few cultivators he knew and there was no news of this mission, Liu Yu nodded lightly and looked away, waiting quietly without saying a word.

   "Rumble"

   As time went by, a famous cultivator entered the hall, and when the sixteenth Jindan stepped in, the door of the hall slowly closed and closed.

   "The core members of the Commoners' League are far more than sixteen, at least one hundred."

   "The monks present are at least in the late stage of Jindan."

   "It seems that the risk and difficulty of this mission."

   Aware of this situation, Liu Yu's heart sank slightly.

   At this moment, the kind and powerful voice of the True Monarch Qingshui rang out in the hall without haste or slow, and clearly reached the ears of every cultivator.

   "All the colleagues who came to this discussion today are the core members of this alliance."

   "This seat believes that you are absolutely trustworthy and will not live up to the expectations of this alliance!"

   "Because we all have lofty ideals - overthrow Qian Ting and rebuild the universe!"

  Looking around the entire hall, the tone of Shimizu Zhenjun was as soft as always, like a kind elder, which made people involuntarily feel kind.

   He is not at all superior to the general Nascent Soul True Monarch, and he has never seen the attitude of looking down on low-level monks like ants. He has a good reputation in the Commoner League and even in the Jiangzhou scattered cultivator group.

   "Overthrow Qian Ting and rebuild the universe!"

   "I would like to honor the order of Elder Shimizu, and ask the elder to issue a task!"

   As soon as he finished speaking, a cultivator whose name was at least in the late Jindan stage responded one after another.

   Even Guo Poyun, who has always been steady, was the same, with a little fanaticism in his eyes.

   Liu Yushen, several familiar monks, reacted the same way.

The voices of    one after another gradually converged, as unshakable as steel.

   There is no gorgeous decoration, no hypocritical politeness, but this situation is very easy to associate with a word - united!

   "No spell traces found."

  Liu Yu was shocked, slightly moved.

   Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced over the face of a famous cultivator, and found that these cultivators were all a little fanatical, and their eyes flashed with different luster.

"ideal?!"

   "Faith?!"

   From the bright eyes, Liu Yu saw these things and saw the recognition from the heart.

   "This deceitful, chaotic and dark immortal world."

   "Are there really cultivators who will gather together because of pure ideals?!"

   He thought silently in his heart.

  With more than two hundred years of practice experience, Liu Yu is accustomed to looking at the whole world from the perspective of interests.

   And now there are monks who take risks for the so-called "ideal", which is incomprehensible to him.

   But the facts were in front of him, and there was no trace of magical powers found, so Liu Yu could only choose to believe it for the time being.

   After all, the core members present are not unknown people, and their cultivation base is at least in the late stage of Jindan.

   It is one of the best existences among the countless scattered cultivators.

   Can cultivate to this point, and it is difficult for the mind to be affected.

   "In this case, simply using "interest" cannot be resolved."

   "Perhaps, is it really the so-called "ideal"?"

   All kinds of thoughts flashed, and Liu Yu returned to peace in his heart, returning to the state of the ancient well without waves.

   But he was not slow at all, and he also showed a "fanatical" look, and joined the shouting team.

"good."

   Looking around the hall, swept across the face of a core member, listening to the voice of unity in his ears, Zhenjun Shimizu showed relief.

   From the voices of the core members, he knew that the efforts of hundreds of years were not in vain.

  The courage of many monks has been awakened, and they dare to challenge the Holy Land of Qianting. They are trustworthy "comrades".

   From a pair of eyes, he saw firmness, enthusiasm, and fearless death.

   "Good, good, good!"

   Let the core members shout, Shimizu Zhenjun lightly stroked his beard, and even said three good words, which shows his satisfaction.

   His face was slightly red, and he was also a little excited.

   Seeing this scene, the newly-appointed True Monarch Mingjing behind him, but a little complexity flashed in his eyes.

   After a few breaths, the atmosphere in the hall was completely mobilized, and Zhenjun Shimizu raised his hand and pressed it down.

   Some enthusiastic shouts, and then gradually fell.

   "The thoughts of all of you, this old man has already felt it."

   When he said this, Shimizu Zhenjun's face turned slightly red, and then he paused for a while.

   took a deep breath and calmed down his ups and downs. His face gradually became solemn, and he began to talk about the purpose of calling the core members this time:

   "I believe you all know that in order to avoid the direct attack of Qianting Holy Land and gain a firm foothold in Jiangzhou, this alliance has always been known as a conservative loose cultivator organization."

   "But the so-called "conservative" is just a temporary compromise and a temporary solution."

   "If you want to reorganize the world, and give all fellow cultivators a fairness, compromise will never be possible!"

   "If we want to achieve our common goal, we must cast aside unrealistic illusions, hold the magic weapon in our hands, and stand on the opposite side of the Holy Land of Qian Court!"

   "Only by overthrowing Qian Ting, sweeping away the Holy Land, and breaking the monopoly of the sect family, can it be possible to achieve fairness."

   "Under the guise of being conservative, this alliance has always been a radical group of loose cultivators, a secret branch of the "Purple Turban Army"."

   Shimizu Zhenjun's tone trembled slightly, and his emotions were obviously a little excited.

   But in his few words, he revealed a shocking secret!

   The sixteen core members heard the words, but only a few of them showed surprises on their faces.

   Most monks thoughtfully accepted the information that the Commoner League was a branch of the "Purple Turban Army".

   It may have been known for a long time, or it may have been guessed for a long time.

   After all, the token of the core members of the Commoner League does have a certain degree of similarity with the flag and slogan of the Purple Turban Army, and it is difficult not to make people think about it.

   Besides, as a radical group of loose cultivators, they have to face the suppression of Qianting Holy Land all the time, and they cooperate with each other a lot.

   And the "Purple Turban Army", as the most powerful and well-known radical organization, has connections with many similar organizations.

   The difference is only more or less, it is no longer a secret.

   Then it is not surprising that the Commoner League has an unclear relationship with it.

   "Sure enough, there is a connection with the Purple Turban Army."

   "I just didn't expect that the connection would be so close."

Below   , Liu Yu's face was calm, and this thought flashed through his mind.

   The first time he got the token, he had guesses in this regard, and it was verified at this time.

   In the face of the encirclement and suppression of the Holy Land of Qianting, in most cases, the Purple Turban Army suffered heavy casualties.

   So where did the members of the Purple Turban Army come from?

   Send some backbones to establish branches similar to Tangkou and separate rudders, and in the name of a conservative scattered cultivator organization, they will not suffer the blow of the Holy Land of Gan Court.

   In this way, you can continue to absorb new blood, select suitable candidates from countless loose cultivators, and supplement the main force.

   "Because of this, the Purple Turban Army has been able to defeat and fight repeatedly, burning like wildfire."

  Thinking about this, some doubts about the Purple Turban Army in Liu Yu's heart were solved.

   paused again for a few breaths. After the core members digested the information, Shimizu continued to speak:

   "A few months ago, the Huaizhou Movement failed, and the Purple Turban Army suffered heavy casualties."

   "Only five Yuan Ying fellows escaped, and the remaining three survived, and finally blew up Yuan Ying and unfortunately died."

   "Except for those who were directly killed, some of Jindan's colleagues also escaped safely, but 21 others were unfortunately controlled."

   "The magic weapon was deprived, the golden elixir was sealed, and the power to resist was lost."

   "According to reliable information, these twenty-one Jindan comrades are currently being held in the "Montenegro Immortal Prison" and will be publicly executed in one year!"

   After a pause, he continued to speak. The tone of the original kindly elder changed and suddenly became impassioned:

   "This public execution, if the court succeeds, will inevitably have extremely bad effects."

   "It will make potential colleagues uneasy, and even shake their beliefs, which is not conducive to future revolts!"

   "Besides, this alliance is a branch of the Purple Turban Army, and they all share the same "ideal" and fight to achieve the same goal."

   "In terms of emotion and reason, you should not see death without saving it!"

   "Therefore, it was decided by the council of elders that the twenty-one fellows must be rescued before the day of execution."

   In the end, Shimizu Shin-kun's tone was decisive.

  's decisive tone, matched with Shizhan Shishu's gesture, and a clear purpose, none of them showed the determination of the Presbyterian Church.

As soon as the    voice fell, the monks nodded in succession.

   Both are radicals, and the Purple Turban Army is the most famous. They have been challenging the Holy Land of Gan Court head-on, and many core members secretly admire them.

   Hearing about the misfortune at this time, it is inevitable that some rabbits die and foxes are sad, and regret the "comrades" who have been restrained.

   This kind of emotion is difficult for outsiders to understand.

   With the frank remarks of Shimizu, the origin of this branch as a branch, and the execution site is next door to Huaizhou, it is indeed unreasonable not to carry out rescue.

   In terms of emotion and reason, it should be done in this way.

   In the crowd, Liu Yu also seemed to agree deeply, as if he had been persuaded.

   But in his heart, he didn't take it seriously.

   He scoffed at risking his life to rescue him only for the illusory "ideal" without real benefits.

   These things are too empty and ideal for Liu Yu.

   Perhaps, because he was a sect cultivator since he was a child, it was difficult for him to identify with the commoner alliance.

  's expression of deep recognition, just didn't want to be too conspicuous.

   After all, when the monks in the temple are united, if they show disapproval, they will definitely be suppressed.

  Irregular numbers will be rejected anywhere, even if nothing is done, so it must be disguised.

   Especially in the case of Shimizu Shin-kun, who has already revealed his secrets, he can't show disapproval.

  Otherwise, Liu Yu had reason to believe that the seemingly kind-hearted True Monarch Shimizu would strike at the next moment.

   "The formation of the Black Mountain Immortal Prison has found a way to break it."

   "At that time, Yuan Ying Zhenjun, who is guarding the Immortal Prison, will also be restrained by the old man and others."

   "Now we need an elite team to venture into the Immortal Prison in Montenegro and rescue the 21 comrades under control."

   glanced back and forth, Zhenjun Shimizu returned to calm, and stated the purpose of calling everyone this time.

   The two True Monarchs of Nascent Soul, including Ming Jing and others, also looked at everyone together, carefully observing everyone's reactions.

   However, the result naturally satisfied them.

   After all, as I said earlier, the monks who can come here at this time are the core members of the Commoner League.

   has gone through many tests, and has forged an insoluble hatred with vested interest groups such as Qianting and Holy Land, so there is basically no need to worry about his position.

   It’s just that the Immortal Prison in Montenegro is no trivial matter. It is a prison carefully built by Gan Ting, which is specially designed to imprison the monks above the golden elixir.

  In more than 2,000 years of history, no monk has ever escaped.

   Once inside, you can almost declare death.

   Therefore, although the ideal is beautiful, many monks are willing to sacrifice some interests for it, but when it comes to their lives, most members are silent for the first time.

   There were only a few people who stood up for the first time without any hesitation.

   For this kind of situation, Shimizu Zhenjun had long expected, and he was not disappointed, just watched quietly.

   After all, living is the instinct of all living beings, which is understandable.

  To live is an instinct, and it is understandable.

  Standing out is a choice, which is rare and precious.

   "I am willing to go!"

   "Guo is willing to go to the Immortal Prison in Montenegro!"

   "Yunxi is also willing to go!"

   After a brief hesitation, most of the monks stood firm and chose to take an adventure.

   A loud and powerful voice resounded in the hall before and after.

   After a brief hesitation, Liu Yu reacted quickly and also stepped forward:

   "The ancient city is willing to go!"

   If you hesitate at this time, you will undoubtedly look out of place.

   is a matter of life. Although it is excusable, to a certain extent, the "belief" is not strong enough.

  Perhaps the senior officials of the Commoner League will not deal with it on the spot.

   But it is certain that they will be left out and alienated afterwards, and there is a high probability that they will not have the opportunity to participate in the next core member meeting.

   Liu Yu was one of the last people to speak. His voice was not very loud, and his tone was not so firm, showing hesitation.

   In this way, it not only shows their "beliefs", but also shows the true thoughts in their hearts.

   I'm afraid of death, it's not shameful.

   Under normal circumstances, he should not be the first choice, after all, there are so many colleagues who are "actively participating".

After    Liu Yu, another person hesitated to speak, but in the end only one person did not stand up.

   Looking at the situation of His Highness, Zhenjun Shimizu nodded lightly, generally satisfied.

   swiped and no one stood out, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he looked away.

   "In the Immortal Prison of Montenegro, there are also "comrades" like me, who have already figured out the basic situation."

   "Therefore, the risk is not as big as imagined."

   "Because of your trust, you are willing to participate in this operation, and this alliance will naturally live up to it!"

   "Not even more, let all of you take risks in vain."

   "The old man is the master, and whether the rescue succeeds or fails, there is a reward that will satisfy everyone."

   "Never let down the comrades who fought for the alliance!"

   Shimizu Shin-kun continued to speak, talking about the situation of this mission, and made it clear that there was a generous mission reward.

   In an extremely disadvantaged situation, the core members are still willing to stand on the opposite side of the Holy Land of Gan Court, and this perseverance is extremely valuable.

   It’s just that when the test comes, no one can tell how long this persistence will last.

   He understands that blood and ideals alone will not last long, and there must be matching rewards.

After    finished speaking, Shimizu Zhenjun stopped talking, and the hall fell into silence again.

   This person's eyes kept moving, swept across the face of a famous monk, and began to look for suitable candidates for the task.

   PS: It's a bit sloppy, so I can only owe it first, and I'll make up for it later, it won't be rude

  

  

   (end of this chapter)