Chapter 171 Trinity Immortal Fate The stairs were very strange. With every step down, they rose and fell slightly, like a foam board on the surface of a lake. There was no support point underneath, and it could collapse at any time."under?!" Yin Chengfeng's lightness skill is one of the best in the whole world. As the stairs continued to fall, he swooped down, passing a distance of ten feet, but there was still no end or corner in sight. The eerie and ominous crisis seeped into every pore of his body. "What the hell is this place? Those foreigners are not afraid of dying from lack of oxygen." Yin Chengfeng cursed in his heart. The depth of an ordinary cellar was only a few feet. However, this deep-sea "stronghold" buried deep under the church was definitely more than twenty feet based on his speed of travel. "Shit, I can't go back!!" The stairs we came here were completely broken, empty and pitch black, and the stairs ahead were also falling and disappearing. Yin Chengfeng felt something was wrong and his eyelids trembled. Before he could make the next reaction, the world spun violently, as if he was falling from a height of 100 meters. He could not control his body and lost any chance to gain leverage. "boom!"

There was a sudden dull crash, and Yin Chengfeng, who was knocked unconscious by the fall, began to retch continuously, his cheeks turning the color of liver. What came into view was the dark brown wooden floor. When he looked up for the first time, he saw a huge underground library with densely packed books piled up all around. The spacious space is equipped with a desk, a bar, and scattered water tanks. Long black worms are raised in the water tanks. Their mouthparts with intertwined fangs are visible, clinging to the transparent glass. A luxurious, huge foreign lamp was hung on the ceiling, which was connected to an electrical circuit. The warm light it emitted illuminated the entire library, making it as bright as day. "Where did you come from, little one?" An old voice echoed in his ears. Yin Chengfeng looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old woman sitting quietly in front of the bar talking to him. The old man was wearing a fluffy dark purple robe and holding a stack of flower cards engraved with different images, and was selecting them one by one. “Outside.” Yin Chengfeng took a breath and explained his purpose: "I'm here to find Mr. Stef, entrusted by my elders. I have a transaction letter to hand over to him. It's very important. Please inform him for me. Is he here?" "No." The old witch sighed slightly, obviously not satisfied with the divination result on the table, and said: "I can help you notify him to come over, it will take about an hour. As for your friend staying in the church, do you need me to invite him down for you?" "Is this also possible?" Yin Chengfeng was stunned and hesitated to say, "If it will disturb you, then there is no need." The old witch gently flipped a mysterious card, and the space around her changed. An embarrassed figure fell to the ground out of nowhere, falling like a frightened bird with a terrified look. It was Gao Gen. "Brother Gao!" "Brother Yin, this..." Before they could communicate further, the old witch spoke again: "Wait patiently and keep quiet."

The eight characters were like a decree, containing some kind of terrifying power. Yin Chengfeng and Gao Gen's pupils widened like copper bells, and their mouths seemed to be blocked, unable to utter a word. What made them even more frightened was that their bodies were also trapped in the same place, unable to move, extremely stiff, like a sculpture. The old witch's methods were far beyond the two men's expectations. Before they could even react to what was happening, they were bound by the power of words from the West. Every second seemed so long and torturous, until they heard footsteps and Gao Gen and Yin Chengfeng regained their freedom. They turned their heads stiffly and saw a white-haired old man in a suit and tie walking towards them. He looked cheerful and had bright eyes. "Where are your letters?" "Here. Please take a look." Yin Chengfeng quickly took out an envelope from his arms and handed it over. Stef smelled a familiar scent, frowned slightly, and opened the letter. As expected, seeing the words was like seeing the person in person. The tone and content were all from that old friend. After a quick glance, Stef hesitated a little, but nodded in agreement. "Go back and tell her to prepare for me what she promised. Otherwise, I don't mind settling old scores with her before dealing with Trinity Gate." Listening to the white-haired old man's almost cold words, Yin Chengfeng's face changed slightly, and he lowered his head and said: "I understand. She will never break her promise to you." However, Stef turned a deaf ear to it, his sharp eyes revealing disgust, not wanting to see the two buzzing, disheveled flies in front of him at all, and just said to his old friend: "Send them away." "Clap." The old witch picked up a card, turned it over and suspended it in the air. Invisible magical fluctuations shook the entire library. The next moment, Yin Chengfeng and Gao Gen suddenly disappeared and returned to the church on the surface. They looked fearful and did not dare to stay for long, so they ran away. In the underground library, the old witch looked at the letter in Stef's hand with interest and asked with a smile: "Is it the insect lady from the Southern Territory? What interesting conditions did she offer you this time?" "A sacred object that was accidentally lost in this ancient country." Stef walked to the sofa nearby and sat down, casually crumpling the letter into pieces. He respected his companion's curiosity and said with emotion: "Two centuries ago, a legendary magician visited China. After consulting a large amount of ancient books and documents, he determined that there might be remains of prehistoric civilization on the edge of the southern region. He then went to explore and has lost all traces of it since then." "According to the insect woman, the Chaos Crystal Ball that the magician once wore, a creation that embodies the wisdom and efforts of countless scholars, is in her hands." Hearing this, the old witch made some guesses and asked, "Did they kill him?" "It's been more than two hundred years. It doesn't matter who killed him. That Chaos Crystal Ball is indeed a holy object. I need to get it." Stef didn't shy away from the fact that he had a headache, rubbing his neck and sighing: "The insect lady's condition is that I go deal with the Trinity Sect and create some trouble for them. If more than half of the personnel are killed or wounded, that would be the best." "The Trinity Gate isn't that easy to deal with. Have you thought it through?" The old witch had a vague impression. She had heard about the deeds of this sect before. It was said that there lived an immortal with an ageless face there. His methods were so powerful that he might be the best among all the extraordinary people in this country. What is the pinnacle? It means the most capable fighter among all the aliens. Although she and Stef came from different countries, and their countries were much stronger than the war-torn country today, this did not mean that outsiders like them had the capital to look down on that top man. "According to the insect woman, if her plan went smoothly, the most difficult masters and some of the elite of the Trinity Sect should have been pinned down in the southern region by her not long ago. They are probably ambushed and almost dead now."

"At present, there are many old, weak and sick people in the Trinity Sect. Even if we add Weir who is working hard for them, we still have a chance of winning in a head-on fight." Stef felt that there was a lot of potential. As long as the information provided by the insect lady was accurate, she could trap the strongest and it would be easy for him to eliminate the remaining members. "Will?!" The old witch was surprised and said, "Why did this guy go to work for the Trinity Sect? Did he make a deal? It was probably just once at most. His price was extremely high." "I don't know, but I get angry when I think of him. I even killed my employer not long ago." Stef looked displeased and snorted, "He'd better pray that he doesn't run into me again, or I will definitely twist his dog head off." "What about you? Old buddy, would you like to come with me and do me a favor?" Seeing Stef's invitation, the old witch smiled casually and said faintly: "That's fine. It's boring to stay here, so let's go out for a walk." Stef raised a smile at the corner of his lips. He took out a cigarette box with his big hand and shook it. A cigar slipped out. He lit it with a lighter and held it to his lips, showing his joy and calmness. "Oh, by the way, to avoid Weir's interference, call Firoren, we will prepare for a quick battle;" "Follow the arrangement of the insect lady and spread the news of creating chaos in advance. As long as those greedy guys can't help but take action, it will be more convenient for us to blend in with the crowd and take action." "I hope we'll be alright." The old witch had no objection and nodded slightly. There was a hint of curiosity in her hoarse voice. She was wondering how the holy relic of black magic was taken away by the insect woman. A few days later. The gossip, which came from some intelligence organization, spread throughout the world, causing a sensation. "The new leader of the Trinity Sect, along with a large number of elite soldiers, accidentally died in southern Xinjiang. To date, the whereabouts of their bodies are unknown." "The Trinity Gate contains secrets that can lead one to ascension to heaven." In just a few days and nights, the news spread to all the strange people from all corners of the world. Many righteous and evil cults were ready to make a move. Without the deterrence of the towering mountain Jiang Mo, they no longer had any fear and rushed south to the site of the Trinity Sect. Like moths to a flame, both the righteous and evil sects act under various banners in an attempt to seize the secrets of the Trinity Sect. Even if I can’t become an immortal, it doesn’t matter at all!!! The fact that Zuo Rutong and Jiang Mo were the two most extraordinary people who had taken over the throne could explain all the problems in the eyes of outsiders. That is, the shocking power displayed by the Sanyi Sect's skills in this era is undoubtedly closer to becoming an immortal than any other sect. Eternal beauty, flying in the air, regenerating broken limbs, dragon and tiger power, immune to all evil All the powers that people dream of are intertwined together, pointing directly to the secret of the Trinity sect. Even the strangers who took action upon hearing the news were all cunning veterans of the world and could easily see the mastermind behind the scenes, who intended to bring a devastating disaster to the Trinity Sect and subvert this Taoist tradition that had been passed down for thousands of years. They didn't care. Now was the best opportunity. The Sanyi Sect, with only the old, weak and sick members left, could not withstand the covetousness of the entire martial arts world. Especially in Longhu Mountain, many sects who witnessed Jiang Mo walking from the sky like a god on earth fell into panic for a moment. They foresaw the coming of a bloody storm, and no matter who got the core secret of Trinity Sect, it would cause unimaginable serious consequences. The worst thing is that once it is obtained by their enemies or a long-dormant cult, the balance between good and evil will be completely broken. In just a few days, various forces set out and gathered in Fujian Province, some wanting to provide timely assistance, while others intended to take advantage of the situation to rob. Longhu Mountain, evening.

The disciples who received the message from the mountain came hurriedly to report, telling the old master everything they had seen and heard. The faces of several disciples present changed drastically, especially Tian Jinzhong, whose hands and feet were cold and trembling. To him, the death of his savior was truly terrible news. "Master, find a way to help the Trinity Sect." "Jinzhong, don't be anxious, and let me calm down." Zhang Jingqing was shocked and couldn't believe this fact. In his opinion, the brilliant and talented head of the Jiang family was undoubtedly an extraordinary person who dominated the continent. How could he die in such a bizarre way? "Yan Yi, are you sure that this is what everyone down the mountain is saying?" Hearing the master's question, the disciple reported truthfully: "Yes, many sects have begun to take action, trying to compete for the opportunity in the Trinity Sect. Now they only have some old seniors who were injured in their early years and some disciples whose cultivation is still weak. I am afraid they can't hold on for long. Master, please make a decision as soon as possible." Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing behind Zhang Jingqing and rubbing her shoulders and bones, suddenly stopped moving his hands and his face became extremely solemn. First, he was not sure about the life or death of his good friend Lu Jin, and was filled with worry; Secondly, as someone who had once set foot in the Trinity Sect's precious place of cultivation, he knew very well what the consequences would be if the sect's secrets were leaked. He would probably end up with a river of blood. Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei said, "Master, please allow us to go down the mountain to help. Now is urgent. Master Jiang led his disciples to fight against the Japanese devils not long ago." "Now these ambitious people want to seize the roots of Trinity. If we don't take action, it would be unreasonable." "Ah, I know what you said." Zhang Jingqing's face was filled with sorrow, his eyes seemed to penetrate the hall and fall to the distant provinces, he said distressedly: "Now, not only the evil cultivators of the Demon Sect want the secrets of the Trinity Sect, but even some of our sects and families, given their style, may also want to exploit the Trinity Sect." "Master Zuo and Master Jiang are both kind people. Our Tianshi Mansion will never sit idly by." After a brief consideration, Zhang Jingqing stood up and ordered, "Jinzhong, Zhiwei, come with me." "Yan Yi, Huai Yi, you guys take good care of the sect." "Yes, Master." The four disciples answered in unison. Trinity Gate. The dazzling silver light rose up from the back mountain into the sky, covering an area of ​​several miles in radius. It was vast and majestic, with astonishing sights, just like the holy land for cultivation described in mythological books. This kind of scene has been going on for several days, making the elders and disciples in the sect all nervous. They couldn't guess how critical the sect leader's cultivation had reached. The craftsmen who were hired to build the shooting range and martial arts training ground were paid in advance by Si Chong and were temporarily sent down the mountain. He was afraid that his junior fellow apprentice's vision would escape, and the true Qi that enveloped the woods in the back mountain like an ocean would hurt these ordinary people who had no cultivation at all. In addition, Wei Er and You Sha, who were the sect's guardians, once again realized how terrifying their sect leader was. Just by practicing in seclusion, he could affect the changes in the nearby heaven and earth. From time to time, they could hear the roar of thunder and the shaking of hurricanes, which was like a dangerous situation on earth. Especially Weir, who witnessed the battle between Jiang Mo and the ancient overlord of southern Xinjiang with his own eyes, was shocked beyond words and had no thoughts of rebellion. All he had was admiration and respect. He was witnessing the birth of an extraordinary man unparalleled in history on the other side of his hometown. That night, thunder rumbled, tearing the dark sky apart. Wei Er and You Sha, who had a vague premonition of uneasiness, were summoned by Cheng Zhen and went to the fourth floor of the Sutra Library to participate in the sect's major meeting.

The lights were dim, and Shi Chong was sitting cross-legged in front of a cushion, holding a Qi diagram in his hand. He looked at the six disciples who had reached the second level of Ni Sheng cultivation and the two outer sect guardians, and announced: "Everyone, the time has come to defend the life and death of the sect." (End of this chapter)