As long as Tao Yishan succeeds in condensing the golden elixir, he will be able to enter the sight of Shibuyuan and obtain more cultivation resources.
Unexpectedly, after just a few years, their wish was "fulfilled". They really entered the sight of the Ten-Step Academy very early, and the two few foundation-building masters in the sect were also included in the Ten-Step Academy's sight - the conscription list.
As a result, the small sect suddenly fell into great panic. They worked hard and survived on thin ice, but they still couldn't escape the unexpected disaster of extermination.
Tao Yishan aged rapidly almost overnight. He originally looked only forty years old, but the next day after he received the conscription order, his disciples almost failed to recognize him as the sect leader who already looked wrinkled and old.
Tao Yishan finally gritted his teeth and gave the sect's wealth that had been saved for generations to the conscription envoy, and finally got the supreme elder, who was about to die, excluded from the conscription list.
The Grand Elder had originally intended to use his own life in place of Tao Yishan's, but he was really old. When he was young, he fought hard to establish the sect and defend this small piece of territory, and his body was covered with scars and he was plagued by chronic diseases and could die at any time.
Tao Yishan told the Grand Elder that even if he went, he would be the next batch in his condition, so it would be better for him to stay. As long as he did not consume too much spiritual energy, he could still hold on for some time and protect the sect.
But just a few days later, the envoy who Tao Yishan had been so grateful to became the most painful thorn in his heart.
As he joined the gathering of recruited monks, he realized that the four major sects still reserved some places for each sect to stay in the sect to pass on the torch.
However, the envoy in charge of recruiting the Golden Cores in his direction did not say a word. Instead, he had an impatient and cold look on his face, and kept forcing them to quickly settle the sect's affairs before setting off.
Finally, after Tao Yishan's earnest pleading and almost taking out all the resources that the sect had worked so hard to save, the cold-blooded conscription envoy reluctantly agreed to keep the Supreme Elder.
As the leader of a sect, Tao Yishan had experienced a lot and seen through a lot, but at that time, the sword immortals of the Ten-Step Courtyard, who had always been regarded by him as supreme, were no longer ordinary.
During the subsequent journey, neither the teleportation from one gathering point to another nor the growing size of the team along the way caused any emotional fluctuations in Tao Yishan.
He remained silent all the time, and only when he occasionally looked at the figure in front of him would a gleam of resentment and hatred flash in the depths of his eyes.
Although he hesitated when Li Yan flew forward just now, he was still frightened by the last sentence of Li Yan's words. He didn't dare to escape in the face of danger. His sect could not withstand the anger of the four major sects.
In comparison, the humiliation he suffered was nothing. Tao Yishan did not have any emotional hatred for this war. He felt that he was just a puppet, just like the South China Sea monk he had heard in the news before.
Therefore, he was not proactive, but was also hesitant about letting the sect be implicated. For a moment, he himself didn't know who he hated. Under the influence of multiple conflicting emotions, he was in the middle of the crowd of monks rushing out of Fengliang Mountain.
As a result, a large number of monks from both sides collided with each other, and he finally met four monks from the South China Sea. The four monks rushed towards him almost frantically.
Tao Yishan felt a chill in his heart, and finally he began to regain consciousness and quickly pulled away to avoid it.
He tried his best to shuttle through the group of monks, leading the four South China Sea monks into a curved route.
Tao Yishan's blood rushed to his body and he had only one thought in his mind.
"I can't die. I can't die. I must see the coming of the war. I must see the conscripted envoy on the battlefield and see him die at the hands of the enemy."
At this moment, he couldn't tell who the enemy was, the people he hated, or the demon army.
However, these people in front of him must die, and he must survive.
With this extremely absurd and weird idea in mind, Tao Yishan's spiritual power surged out crazily. With bloodshot eyes, he actually dragged four enemies along a long route, and the people behind him never caught up with him.
Finally, during the shuttle, the remaining three were picked up by other people.
After flying rapidly for a distance at a small angle, Tao Yishan turned around suddenly, let out a roar whose tone he didn't even know, and started fighting with the last monk who was chasing him.
This is a very beautiful female cultivator with a curvy figure. As she flies forward quickly, the strong wind wraps her dress tightly against her body. Tao Yishan can even see that it is standing upright and elastic.
It was an impulse that aroused imagination, but the empty eyes lost some of the standards of a beauty.
Tao Yishan, as a sect leader who does his best for the survival of the sect every day, has experienced hundreds of battles with others, big and small. This is why his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds despite limited time in recent years.
Every time he came back from the brink of death, his perception from the inside out was enhanced. Although his skills were considered ordinary by those second-rate sects, he had already gained different perceptions after repeated tempering.
Although it was impossible for him to improve his own skills due to his low realm, he was able to gain a deeper understanding of some details that others could easily overlook, and his skills became more and more flexible.
The beautiful female cultivator was holding a black whip and stepping on a snow-white jade whale. With Tao Yishan's knowledge, he naturally didn't know the name of this snow-white jade whale.
Facing Tao Yishan's counterattack, the beautiful female cultivator who was tracking him shook her black whip, and it turned into a black dragon that arched its body and gathered strength. A black shadow appeared in front of Tao Yishan.
Tao Yishan had just been chased by four people and was in a terrible state. He had been holding back his anger for a long time, especially since he had thought that he might die here today. He was frightened and his blood was rushing to his head.
Tao Yishan's face was ashen, and his cultivation burst out. A golden light instantly appeared in front of him. A pair of two-foot-long golden shears opened its two sharp blades and cut the black dragon that had already arrived. The golden shears were as powerful as thunder, and the golden light was even brighter. It was Tao Yishan's angry attack. The black dragon seemed to have felt the power of the golden shears and was unwilling to take it head-on.
The ferocious head that had already attacked Tao Yishan swung violently and avoided the opponent's stranglehold.
With the momentum of its body swinging, it turned over like a black dragon, causing the surrounding clouds to surge rapidly, and its tail like a steel whip swung across.
The movements of both parties were as fast as lightning. With a crisp "bang", the pitch-black tail hit the side of the golden scissors, and the black gas and golden light suddenly shot up more than two meters high.
Tao Yishan and Xiu the female cultivator both swayed their bodies, and their powers were evenly matched, and they were evenly matched in one move.
Just as the black dragon turned around to attack again, the beautiful female cultivator's eyes became even more fierce, and she tapped the snow-white jade whale's head with her jade foot. The snow-white jade whale's fat body suddenly shook, and it opened its mouth and spit out a cloud of white gas towards Tao Yishan.
The white gas instantly filled an area of fifty to sixty feet. Although Tao Yishan had been paying attention to the snow-white jade whale monster, he didn't even know the name of the monster, let alone what kind of innate magical powers the monster possessed.
The white gas came so quickly that he only had time to hold his breath before the spiritual shield outside his body opened and the whole person was wrapped in it.
Tao Yishan was shocked, and a fear of unknown things came over him. He hurriedly communicated with the golden scissors through his mind, but found that the golden scissors were entangled by the black dragon, and were fighting with it "bang bang bang". He could not get away and fly back for a while.
The next moment, Tao Yishan discovered something that made his heart beat even faster. The white gas outside his body was shrinking inwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What made him shudder was that inside the white mist around him there were countless red and white spikes, which made his scalp tingle at the sight.
Those spikes were as dense as thorns, half red and half white. If someone was beside the two of them at this time, they would see a huge white mutant jellyfish wrapping food into its mouth full of sharp teeth.
As this big mouth quickly squeezed the food in it, Tao Yishan felt that the surrounding space was tightening rapidly.
The spiritual power shield outside his body was like an elastic bubble. At this moment, dense and deep pits on the bubble were rapidly sinking inward.
No matter how much spiritual power surged through his body, the spiritual power shield was unable to resist the pressure from the red and white sharp teeth and could only keep shrinking.
In just two breaths of time, the spiritual power shield that was originally stretched several inches away from the body was almost sticking to the body.
Tao Yishan's forehead was already covered with sweat. He knew that the skills he had practiced were not enough to defend against the attack of the monster.
What's more, the female cultivator had already raised her hand quickly, and she should be launching some auxiliary attack.
Although he and his opponent both have fake pills, the other party is a man and a demon, while he is not one of the core disciples of a large sect who possesses intermediate or above skills or enviable magic weapons.
But he is the head of a sect after all, and has rich experience in fighting with others. Otherwise, how could he protect his territory? He has survived countless life and death situations until now, so he also has his own trump card.
Tao Yishan gritted his teeth. He couldn't care less about anything else at this moment. He still had that one thought in his mind.
"I can't die here. I want to return to the sect and see the fate of the recruiting envoy. Even if he has to die, I will make him die in the future!"
He shouted in his heart, and his mind communicated with the storage bag. A piece of mottled animal horn the size of an index finger appeared in his consciousness, and he let out a low shout.
"disease!"
A gray-brown light flew out from his body and penetrated into the white mist like lightning. After a slight "hiss" sound, Tao Yishan felt his eyes brighten, and the isolated sunlight first penetrated in through a tiny hole.
Then with a "cracking" sound, the white gas mass quickly cracked into larger and wider cracks like a broken eggshell, allowing more sunlight to pour in.
At the same time, a painful, shrill animal cry was heard outside.
Tao Yishan did not hesitate at all, and rushed out towards the sunlight. At the same time, the ruthlessness in his eyes became even stronger. He pinched the magic formula in his hand again and let out a low shout.
"Lin!"
The gray-brown light in the spiritual consciousness turned into an almost invisible thin line and flew away into the distance.
After a loud "bang", when Tao Yishan stood firm again, what came into people's sight was the scene of the battle.
But the scene before her eyes was different from before. The beautiful girl looked down blankly at the blood arrow bursting out of her tall and plump breast. At this time, the emptiness in her eyes was slowly fading, replaced by a ray of clarity.
She looked at the big hole on her left chest, then slowly raised her head and looked at Tao Yishan who was breathing heavily. There was no pain or resentment on her face, but an expression of relief.
She smiled gently at Tao Yishan, then her body softened and she fell to the ground...