Eternal Life: I'm a Farm Owner in the Cultivation World

The golden crow shines on the world, and the body is burned by fierce fire.

Qingluan is shining, and the sharp edge hides the knife.

As the spiritual energy around them gathered, an air vortex quickly formed around Li Sui'an and the Eye-Pecking Eagle. The sound of the strong wind rubbing against the flesh made people's scalp numb.

"Hmm hum hum!"

I feel like Big Bird is going to suffer again this time!

"Hmm hum hum!"

It’s over, it’s over! This wind will cut the old pig's butt!

The Black Demon Pig's eyes were stern and slightly panicked. At this moment, dense small scars appeared on its skin.

The muscles all over the body tightened involuntarily, and the Black Demonic Pig kept shuttling back and forth between the gaps in the wind blade.

After a while, the black demon pig, whose energy was exhausted, began to pant and break out in cold sweat!

"Hmm hum hum!"

Why is my little brother so scared every time he is reborn!

"Hmph! Hmph!"

Happy New Year! I can't stand it anymore! I want to enter Lingtian Bing!

The Black Demon Pig was about to cry without tears. At this moment, it had no ability to fight against these wind blades.

In a radius of one kilometer, a hurricane suddenly arose. If it were not for the obstruction of the ancient trees, countless gravels on the entire cliff would have been swept into the whirlpool and turned into powder in one breath.

Not only the Black Demon Pig, but also Li Sui'an and the Eye-pecking Eagle were not spared from death at this time. The third-level high-grade robe was like a piece of rag in front of the hurricane!

"What a strong wind!"

Li Sui'an's pupils suddenly shrank and he said blankly: "Even the skin that has been hardened to iron can feel the slight pain!"

When his eyes fell on the eye-pecking hawk, he saw that its feathers, which were usually like small arrows, were now making "clang" sounds along with the wind blade.

The feathers were cut off one by one, and the eye-pecking eagle spread its huge wings to protect Li Sui'an tightly in its arms, and blood seeped out of the feathers.

The fierce scream of the Black Demon Pig brought Li Sui'an back from his thoughts.

"Hmm hum hum!"

Happy New Year! My old pig is going to turn into pork belly!

Li Sui'an: "..."

After taking it into the spirit field, she and the eye-pecking eagle faced the fierce wind blade.

…

The rabbit is missing and the black sun is sinking, and time is passing.

In the blink of an eye, ten days went back in the blink of an eye, and Li Sui'an and the eye-pecking eagle were like a bloody man and a bloody bird on the edge of the cliff.

The thick blood seeped through the clothes, and the cloth and flesh grew together, leaking out the gruesome wounds.

But one person and one beast were sitting cross-legged at this moment without any reaction at all.

At the same time, Qingyang Sect exploded.

"Master! My master hasn't come back yet!"

Li Fusheng hurriedly walked up to the main hall and said anxiously: "I have checked Qingfeng Valley several times and carefully checked other places in the sect. There is no trace of Master!"

"The war is about to begin!"

Shen Yuan frowned, a trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows, and said sadly: "No wait! Fight!"

The expressions of other people standing in the main hall changed, and some began to persuade.

"Ancestor! Think twice! Zhenren Li is missing and has lost an important fighting force. This war must be slowed down first..."

"Yes! Ancestor! Originally, our Qingyang Sect's Golden Core cultivators were very few, and three of them were killed. Now, Master Li is missing. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional."

"Ancestor! Please seek peace first!"

"Please ask Ancestor to come forward and sue for peace!"

…

The elders, who were usually as timid as mice, were frowning with their brother at this moment, and their hearts were almost broken.

If Li Sui'an was still alive, a Golden Elixir Dzogchen could hold back part of the opponent's high-level combat power, but now... the sect is about to be destroyed!

Where is Li Suian?

Several old foxes lowered their heads, their eyes flashing continuously, as if they were thinking about what to do next to survive this battle.

"Go to war!"

Shen Yuan glanced at one kind of person, hesitated for a moment, and then decided directly: "That girl Sui'an will come back! You all are now integrating war cultivators, this battle! It is related to the survival of our sect! There is no room for retreat!"

"My disciple is right. Every time he sues for peace, the Iron-Blooded Sect will become even more rampant!"

After saying that, Shen Yuan walked towards the square in front of the main hall. Looking at the dark crowd of war cultivators who were looking forward to death, he couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.

Can Li Sui'an really reverse the outcome of the war?

The answer is no!

These people just used Li Sui'an's disappearance as an excuse to delay it for a while.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Open up your knowledge!"

Zhou Zhen looked at the group of Jindan monks with an angry look on his face, "This battle is a decisive battle! You can only advance! You can't retreat!"

After saying that, he followed Shen Yuan's pace.

Not long after, Master Wanmu floated in the main hall, and while he was making seals with his hands, Zhou Zhen was also assisting him.

"Qingyang Simong Palace! The heritage is passed down!"

Master Wanmu shouted loudly, and suddenly a huge humanoid figure, like an ancient tree with a body of dead wood, appeared behind Zhou Zhen in the main hall!

"Qingyang center! The heritage is passed down!"

"Qingyang Talisman Making Peak! The heritage is passed down!"

…

Not long after, giant objects or depressing gases appeared in the hall. This is the heritage of each peak!

It is impossible to take it out until the critical moment.

Each peak has its own heritage, which is the lifeblood of a sect and also a talisman.

"Qingyang disciples obey orders!"

Shen Yuan looked into the distance with solemn eyes, "Our sect will use all our strength in this battle to eliminate the Iron-Blooded Sect! If we fail, the sect will be destroyed!"

After a pause, Shen Yuan continued: "You! You are all brave warriors of the Qingyang Sect! You will win this battle!"

A sound like a loud bell spread throughout the Qingyang Sect.

"This battle must be won!"

"This battle must be won!"

All the monks in the audience, regardless of the outer sect or the inner sect, or even the handyman disciples, were holding long swords in their hands and shouted heartbreakingly.

"Raise the troops and go to war! All disciples go to Huayuan Valley!"

Seeing that his morale was boosted, Shen Yuan stretched out his hand and shouted an order!

The long-awaited battle to annihilate the two sects began with great excitement.

The war between the two parties has begun. In the Huayuan Valley, the two warriors are fighting each other like desperate beasts.

Qi training battlefield, foundation building battlefield, golden elixir battlefield, even the ancestors of the two houses were looking at each other intently at this moment.

"Shen Yuan, where is Li Sui'an?"

Xue Xuanzi was suspended in the air, and after careful investigation, his consciousness found no trace of Li Sui'an.

"What are you looking for from my disciple!"

Shen Yuan put his hands behind his back and smiled, "Your opponent is me!"

After saying that, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a bloodthirsty cruelty.

"What are you doing with her?"

Xue Xuanzi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Shen Yuan in front of him with amusement, "Of course I'm here to kill her!"

…

After a few days, the war gradually came to an end.

"Giao!"

On the edge of the cliff, a young girl took shelter from the wind and rain among the wings of an eye-pecking eagle.

One person and one beast are like a stone, seemingly unaware of the passage of time. (End of chapter)