After one day and one night.
Qin Muling, who looked tired, took a genuine elixir handed over by Mu Yinghua, took it and began to sit cross-legged and meditate. The consumption of this kind of healing is too exaggerated. Even with the powerful recovery ability of the innate Hongmeng spiritual seed, it is somewhat unsustainable, and it is necessary to use pills to recover quickly.
"Grandmaster, how do you feel?"
Mu Yinghua looked at Emperor Xinyu and asked slightly nervously.
"very good!"
Emperor Xinyu, who was radiant and full of energy, said with satisfaction: "It's almost equivalent to the healing effect of 30 million heaven and earth merits. Mu Ling's ability... is really miraculous!"
"That's fine!"
Mu Yinghua breathed a sigh of relief. In the past day and night, not counting the time for recovery and rest, Qin Muling used his innate magical power nine times, each time lasting more than half an hour.
In order for Emperor Xinyu to return to her peak state, tens of billions of heaven and earth merits are needed, and the effect of Qin Muling's treatment for her for one day and night is equivalent to 30 million heaven and earth merits, which is three billion in one hundred days.
Calculating this, it may only take about a year for Emperor Xinyu to fully recover from his injuries. In the future, with her in charge, the Yunmeng Heavenly Palace will immediately be able to wipe out the decline that has occurred over the past ten thousand years, and its status and influence will be greatly improved, becoming an existence on par with super powers such as the Luck Palace and the Great Fanyin Temple.
"In that case, Mu Ling, will you heal the emperor's wounds in the back mountain? I will give you time to speed up the magic circle. It will be completed in half a month at most,"
Mu Yinghua said to him: "Everything else can be suppressed for the time being. Your senior sisters and Youweishi will explain it to them. When the emperor fully recovers, you can do whatever you want!"
"Disciple, please obey your instructions."
Qin Muling had no objections, he respected the strong in the spiritual world, and the intimidating power of a quasi-saint emperor at his peak was enough to outshine thousands of ordinary immortals.
Therefore, from the perspective of Yunmeng Palace, Emperor Xinyu is the most important overall situation. As long as she can recover smoothly, most of Yunmeng Palace's problems will no longer be a problem.
The matter was settled like this. Mu Yinghua immediately sealed off the back mountain of Yudao Peak, and only said to the outside world that Qin Muling would be in seclusion for half a month to practice profound magical powers and secrets. No one could disturb her for any reason.
Anyway, for high-level monks with long lifespans, it is common for them to retreat for hundreds or even thousands of years at a time. It is only half a month, fleeting, and it is not a big deal at all.
"Hey! I knew it..."
In the cave, Cheng Yulan sighed after learning the news. She had failed to win the lottery several times in the past. This time, when it was her turn, the family behind her had already prepared a dowry for her, and she was waiting to meet her junior brother. There's a ceremony going on.
As a result, when the master teacher came, he had to wait for a while longer, and the second senior sister felt very depressed.
Looking in the mirror and looking at her charming and dreamlike face, Cheng Yulan turned her head sideways and asked senior sister Xue Bingxuan: "Did the master say that? What is my junior brother?" What magical powers are you practicing? We are his two-monastic partners. Even if you have to practice in seclusion, you should be with us, right?"
Dressed in pure White House attire, Xue Bingxuan, gentle and quiet, shook her head and said briefly: "I don't know very well either."
In fact, she knew the whole story, but Emperor Xinyu's recovery from his injury was a top secret at the highest level of the sect. As a rule, the fewer people who knew the inside story, the better. It wasn't that these junior sisters couldn't be trusted.
"But pull it off! At least you have hope, I don't know how long I have to wait!"
The bright and hot Luo Wanqing drank up the spirit wine in the wine bottle and said dullly: "There are so many foxy people outside who are always thinking about it, and even those elders don't worry about it. It's simply... nothing in this world." Are you a good man? Why do you have to stare at our little junior brother?"
The cold and charming Qi Yalan held a sword in her arms and drank from a sapphire wine bottle: "Don't talk about useless things, let's work hard to improve our cultivation! When we are all true immortals, we will I have enough capital to suppress those foxy girls and keep them away from my junior brother."
Luo Huan complained speechlessly, let alone a true immortal, even if you have reached the realm of Master Master, you may not be able to prevent it! Maybe some of the Supreme Elders are also interested in my junior brother!
Cheng Yulan thought for a moment, frowned and said: "By the way, the young master of the Red Night Spirit from the ancient Qilin tribe, the saint Mu Yinshuang of the Qingqiu Palace, and a few others, they had agreed to find the young master. If my junior brother comes to buy something during this half-month period but doesn't see anyone, wouldn't it be..."
Xue Bingxuan said: "It doesn't matter, just send someone to inform them in advance and ask them to come back later. They have to finish their own important matters first before talking about anything else."
Yudaofeng, Mu Yinghua’s cave.
A large group of high-level female cultivators who directly obeyed the orders of the Supreme Leader were guarding outside. They were all tall and straight, with cold expressions. Their tyrannical spiritual thoughts enveloped the entire mountain peak. The protective formation was fully activated, and no outsiders were allowed to approach.
In the cave, the headmaster Mu Yinghua was sitting on the cloud bed on the high platform. Below him, more than thirty beautiful women with graceful bearing, elegance and subtlety were sitting on both sides. Their graceful backs were straight, and they were discussing the next chapter of the sect. Time is a strategic plan to eliminate the descendants of the demon clan.
In the huge mana projection light mirror in the middle, a detailed star map of the Yunmeng Fairyland and many surrounding fairylands was clearly displayed.
Nowadays, countless legions of demon descendants are wreaking havoc in the major fairylands. Every day, countless mortal kingdoms, as well as small and medium-sized sect forces are slaughtered. This round of heavy catastrophe faced by Taixu Starry Sky can be said to be hundreds of thousands. The largest disaster in years.
These ugly, ferocious, cruel and bloodthirsty demon descendants usually hunt around in the void in units of hundreds or thousands of individuals. As long as they find a land mass inhabited by intelligent beings, they will pounce on them and kill them.
On the premise that there are no human monks to block it, there is a prosperous landmass with a radius of more than 100,000 miles. It won't take long for them to be slaughtered by these aliens, and almost all living creatures are their targets.
"...I just received the news that the sect's main altar of the Biluo Divine Sect was besieged by a large number of demon legions. It suffered heavy losses. Even the supreme leader was injured. The current situation is extremely dangerous."
Immortal Lord Huandie, who is in charge of the external intelligence affairs of the sect, looked relaxed: "They have asked for support from their allies and the Taoist court. However, in the current situation, all the Taoist forces have too much to take care of themselves. I am afraid there will be no We have enough energy left to support them, so there is still a chance that the Taoist court will lend a helping hand."
Yu Lingzhou said calmly: "It is true that the Taoist court has the ability to support, but there are too many supreme Taoist forces in a tight situation, and it is difficult for the three emperors to cover everything. The last time Emperor Xuanyin killed the demon emperor-level powerhouse, although he did not Injured, but the consumption is not small, it is not easy to attack with all your strength in a short period of time, it depends on what conditions Biluo Divine Sect can offer this time!"
The elders nodded one after another. The cost of asking an emperor to take action was not small. The orthodox forces with insufficient family wealth did not need to ask for it. Of course, if Biluo Divine Sect grits its teeth, it can still pay the price.
After all, compared with the sect's foundation, any floating financial benefits are external things. Once you spend them, you can find ways to accumulate them. If the sect's inheritance is destroyed in one day, everything will be over.
If they don't want all the disciples to die, be completely removed from the membership, and millions of years of glory disappear, the senior officials of the Biluo Divine Sect must resolve this matter as soon as possible, even if they risk their lives to borrow money.
Bingyuan Tianjun said: "Except for Biluo Divine Sect, the situation facing the surrounding supreme orders is not optimistic. For example, Xuanji Star Palace, their sect general altar and core territory are also not optimistic. If the demon clan If the calamity continues for another three to five years, they might all be dead!"
Tianjun Yueyi smiled and said: "If it really ends like this, wouldn't those fairy lands become ownerless lands? As long as we hold on until the end, we can send people to take over one by one and turn all those lands into our clouds The territory of Mengtian Palace.”
All the elders were a little moved. Although many territories of Yunmeng Heavenly Palace were also harassed and harmed by demon descendants, the overall situation was still relatively stable. The sect's main altar had never been harassed once, and Emperor Xinyu was unknown. Is it because he is in charge, or is it the influence of Qin Muling's supreme luck?
However, if Yunmeng Tiangong can really persist to the end in this catastrophe, and its strength has not suffered much loss, it is logical to want to expand its territory on a large scale.
Mu Yinghua nodded lightly: "For us, this is of course the most ideal result. I'm afraid it is unlikely to happen. As long as those supreme orthodoxy are willing to spend all their money, there is still hope to preserve the sect's inheritance. But we are just Swallowing the territory of the surrounding small and medium-sized Taoist forces that have become extinct is a big gain."
Immortal Lord Fenghua, who is in charge of the Palace of Criminal Law, frowned slightly: "What I'm worried about is whether Yunmeng Tiangong will be attacked by an emperor-level strongman from the demon clan in the future? Even though Emperor Xinyu has recovered, there are only a few times he can take action. It’s limited. If we really encounter such a crisis, I’m afraid it will be difficult to protect the sect’s main altar.”
It is currently unknown how many quasi-holy emperor-level beings there are among the descendants of the demon race, but there must be more than one or two.
If there are beings of this level appearing in Yunmeng Immortal Territory in the future, the pressure Yunmeng Immortal Palace will face will be extraordinary.
At this time, except for Mu Yinghua, none of the core elders knew about Qin Muling's retreat to heal Emperor Xinyu. It was only Immortal Fenghua who had this question.
Moreover, all the contributions and favors Yunmeng Tiangong had accumulated in the Taoist court had been spent, and there was no way for him to ask for help.
As for letting the sect wipe out the demon clan and collect merits from heaven and earth to help Emperor Xinyu recover, this is not something that can be accomplished overnight. It is unknown how many disciples will sacrifice in the process.
Mu Yinghua thought for a while and finally said: "There is no need to hide this matter from everyone. With Qin Muling here, Emperor Xinyu will soon be able to return to his original state. Even the thousands of supreme elders sleeping in the secret realm of the cave sky, I hope to recover, so your worries are unnecessary.”
"...Is this true?"
The elders looked shocked. Although they had sufficient knowledge of Qin Muling's heaven-defying abilities before, they never expected that even the Quasi-Saint Emperor's injuries could be healed by him.
If that's the case, what else do they have to worry about? With a quasi-saint emperor at his peak, and thousands of Supreme Elders who have also returned to their prime, the glorious prospects for Yunmeng Tiangong to flourish are already a definite fact!
"Absolutely true,"
Mu Yinghua said with a smile: "So I ask all the senior fellow apprentices to take an oath to never disclose this matter, even to their closest relatives and descendants!"
"So good!"
The overjoyed elders agreed one after another, made their vows, and then continued to discuss sect affairs.
Time flies, and half a month passes quickly.
On the scheduled day to leave seclusion, the thick and melodious bells rang out on the Yudao Peak, spreading throughout the sect's main altar and outside, one after another, a full 108 times before they stopped, leaving a lingering sound.
Even the inner sect disciples with some qualifications understand that this is the summoning order for the highest level of the sect, all qualified senior elders. After hearing the bell, everyone had to put down their affairs and go to Yudao Peak to meet with the Supreme Master.
However, after the elders entered the cave, they discovered that the familiar headmaster was not sitting in the middle of the cloud bed on the high platform, but a beauty with a completely unfamiliar aura sitting in the middle. She was dressed in a gorgeous and luxurious deep purple crown, which belonged to the Quasi-Saint Emperor. The aura shocked the whole audience, and the whole body was enveloped in the dazzling glow. The rich blue and purple aura gathered above the head to form a Qingyun with a radius of several acres, and there were faint visions of the stars, ancient mythical beasts, and the evolution of galaxies circulating endlessly.
Mu Yinghua, the supreme helmsman of Yunmeng Tiangong, was standing next to Yun Bed without taking a seat.
"Elders, haven't you met Emperor Xinyu yet?"
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Mu Yinghua straightened her expression and spoke in a deep voice.
Emperor Xinyu...
Many elders looked slightly stern. This name was actually very unfamiliar to them. It could only be seen in the oldest sect books. However, today, this third-generation disciple of the legendary founder of the sect and the once powerful The great power that shook the starry sky appeared in front of them.
Immediately, uncontrollable joy emerged from the hearts of the elders. Emperor Xinyu's resurrection meant that Yunmeng Tiangong was no longer a declining force in the eyes of the world, but a supreme orthodoxy that even the Taoist court should treat with caution.
"I've met the emperor!"
Thousands of elders bowed down and worshiped.
…
The mountain behind Yudaofeng.
Qin Muling lay on the rocking chair, squinting her eyes and staring at the sky. As Emperor Xinyu's injuries gradually recovered, the sect's luck was also increasing at an obvious speed.
Today, the overall fortune of Yunmeng Heavenly Palace is far superior to that of ten thousand years ago, and even the supreme orthodoxy in the surrounding fairyland combined cannot compare.
"Now, I really have to retreat for a while."
Qin Muling murmured, with the current level of growth of the innate Hongmeng spiritual seed, it is actually a bit reluctant to heal a quasi-sage emperor-level being. Even if it is successfully completed, the huge consumption of his energy and spiritual origin is real. Yes, you have to sleep for enough time before you can recover.
