Chapter 398

The pale-faced Daoist Priest was a little dejected, "If it wasn't for the seventh generation founder bringing our sect's fundamental law, the 'Great Ghost Enslaving Art' and the sect's guardian artifact, the White Bone Soul Battle Banner, would our Battle Spirit Sect have fallen to such a state?!"

"That's right ah, I grew up in the sect. At that time, there were many Elders and disciples in the sect, each and every one of them had high cultivation. Every time an Elder gave a lecture, the stage would always be filled with people. If I didn't go early, I wouldn't even be able to enter the dojo. The White Bone Sect, Ghost Refining Sect, and whatnot were like grandsons fawning over us, and we could only accept trash that the sect looked down on as disciples." The black-faced Daoist Priest stared at the oil lamp in front of him, reminiscing about the past.

"Senior Brother Sect Master, this Junior Brother still remembers the time when we first entered the sect. There were so many people who wanted to come and learn from us, and they would always kneel on the ground outside. As a young disciple who had just entered the sect, I could only see envious and jealous gazes as I walked past them. I still remember that feeling even now." The pale-faced Daoist Priest was also lost in his memories.

"Why? Why do I have to watch as the sect declines? Ever since the seventh generation founder went missing, how many people have died fighting for the position of Sect Master? How many Elders, how many talented disciples, all of them are dead? What's the point of them fighting for it? Even if they become the sect's guardian artifact, they won't have the fundamental law or the sect's guardian artifact ah!" The black-faced Daoist Priest was agitated.

The pale-faced Daoist Priest seemed to be used to this, "Senior Brother Sect Master, that's why I say, we should leave the mountain. This sect has long fallen, and we can only cultivate that shallow cultivation technique. If we didn't know how to draw some talismans, we wouldn't even be a match for the average experts in the pugilistic world. What about strengthening the sect and restoring its former glory? Don't even think about it, it's better to just enjoy the glory and splendor."

The black-faced Daoist Priest stared at the oil lamp, not speaking for a long time until the pale-faced Daoist Priest couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to say something. The black-faced Daoist Priest slowly spoke, "Junior Brother, how long have you been persuading me like this? One year? Three years? You must have convinced my three disciples, right?"

Seeing that the pale-faced Taoist priest was about to reply, the dark-faced Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "Actually, I've thought it through a long time ago, but I just can't let it go. I just can't let it go. In the past month, I've been to every corner of the sect, and it seems like every corner is filled with the beautiful memories of my youth. But so what if I can't let it go? Junior Brother, you're right. While I'm still in good health, I should leave the mountain for a walk.

The pale-faced Taoist saw that the Sect Leader's anger had loosened and was secretly delighted. He hurriedly said, "Sect Leader Shixiong, it's great that you've thought it through. You've been working for the sect for half your life, don't throw the rest of your life away here."

As if he had made up his mind, the black-faced Daoist Priest suddenly stood up and said to the pale-faced Daoist Priest, "Junior Brother, go wake up my three disciples and pack up. We're going down the mountain now!"

The pale-faced Daoist Priest was startled and murmured, "Senior Brother, it's the middle of the night. It's not too late to go down the mountain tomorrow morning."

"Go, go now. I'm afraid I'll regret it tomorrow!" The black-faced Daoist Priest smiled bitterly and insisted.

"Okay, okay, I'll go wake up my Martial Nephews. Senior Brother, you should also pack up." The pale-faced Daoist Priest finally managed to persuade his Senior Brother, so he naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity.

After the pale-faced Daoist Priest left, the black-faced Daoist Priest stood there in a daze for a long while before finally letting out a long sigh. He began to pack up his room, and not long after, he finished packing a bag.

Shi Xuan and Chu Wan'er had watched from the window for a long time and could already determine that the Ghost Service Sect had indeed been defeated. However, there was no news that Shi Xuan needed. At this time, seeing that the others were also about to leave, he naturally took the initiative to leave the Ghost Service Sect.

Chu Wan'er was still young, so she didn't feel anything. However, Shi Xuan felt the faint sorrow in the room. However, he couldn't return the 《Great Ghost Service Art》 to them. Such a vicious cultivation method, Shi Xuan had long destroyed it.

Tonight's mission wasn't completed yet. Shi Xuan pulled along Chu Wan'er, who was abnormally excited after witnessing the miraculous magic technique, and continued to walk up the mountain. They didn't walk far up the mountain when the Ghost Service Sect lit up in flames that soared into the sky.

Shi Xuan stood at a high place and looked into the distance. He saw that the large buildings of the Ghost Service Sect were ablaze with raging flames. In the flames, a few figures were heading down the mountain. Among them, one of them was wailing miserably, "The Ghost Service Sect is gone! It's gone! It's gone! " Looking at the clothes, it was the black-faced Sect Leader.

"Master, look, there's a fire just now!" Chu Wan'er pointed at the Ghost Service Sect and shouted.

"It's nothing. It's just that someone is burning his past." Shi Xuan sighed. Chu Wan'er seemed to understand, but she didn't say anything.

In the following time, Shi Xuan and Chu Wan'er went to all the places in Mount Mang where the Yin Qi was the strongest. Unfortunately, they didn't find anything. They visited the tombs one by one, which added a few bags of fruits to Chu Wan'er's arms. She was so tired that she couldn't stop complaining.

Standing at the peak of Mount Mang, they looked at the Fairy's Capital. Although the sky was dark, it was nearing the time when many people woke up early. There were a few places in the city that were gradually lit up. The starry lights looked extremely beautiful, and it contrasted beautifully with the flames that soared into the sky from the middle of Mount Mang.

"It's so beautiful." Chu Wan'er leaned on Shi Xuan's waist and sighed as she looked at the vibrant lights at the foot of the mountain.

After returning to the Fairy's Capital, Shi Xuan stayed for a few days. The main reason was that Chu Wan'er had just started training her body and needed to focus on consolidating it. It wasn't convenient for her to travel. Also, his own cultivation had reached a bottleneck and he needed to carefully ponder it.

Ever since Shi Xuan broke through to the Astral Projection Realm, his cultivation had increased day by day. Now, his soul could travel more than a hundred feet. After visualizing the Quintet True Form Diagram of the Thunder God, his soul's perception of heaven and earth had increased along with his soul cultivation. Therefore, his body's perception of heaven and earth had also increased significantly.

However, recently, Shi Xuan couldn't feel his cultivation increasing. He always felt that there was a bottleneck that he couldn't understand. Thinking back to when Xu Lao Dao was in this situation, he resolutely put down his family business and searched everywhere for the Celestial Dao. Unfortunately, he still didn't find anything. If he couldn't understand the bottleneck and slowly cultivated, his cultivation wouldn't be much stronger than Lao Dao's when he reached his age.

After Chu Wan'er had consolidated her foundation, Shi Xuan still hadn't figured out the crux. However, he had to be on his way. The sooner he found the Taoist gate, the sooner he could resolve his doubts.

First, he had to send Chu Wan'er home. He also had to get some information from the Devil Queen. Then, he would go to Luojing and take a look at the Dragon Return Observatory. If there were no traces of the Taoist gate, he could only set sail and set sail.

Chu Wan'er was still young. She couldn't tell him where exactly she lived. She only knew that the first stop was a small city near Luojing. Therefore, Shi Xuan brought Chu Wan'er and rushed there day and night.

Although Luojing wasn't far from Shen Du, two days of continuous travel exhausted Chu Wan'er. The two of them rested for a night in the small city. The next day, they followed Chu Wan'er's vague memory and went to the village where she lived.

Chu Wan'er had a talent for directions. She pointed at the path and said, "Master, master, this is the path that mother took when she brought Wan'er to play in the city." Then, she pointed at another path and said, "Master, I think Wan'er passed that path under the carriage. Wan'er still remembers that crooked tree."

Finally, she stood in the middle of the fork and frowned for a long time. Finally, she said to Shi Xuan, "Master, I think both paths are right. What should we do? "

Shi Xuan said helplessly, "Then let's take this path first. If it doesn't work, we'll take another path. I hope we don't meet another fork in the middle. Otherwise, we'll have to try every path."

Chu Wan'er stood beside Shi Xuan and looked at the path in front of her. She imitated Shi Xuan's helpless look and sighed with a crisp and childish voice, "Ah, Wan'er never remembered the way before."

Shi Xuan pulled Chu Wan'er to the path on the left. Along the way, there were people on horseback coming and going. They were all full of murderous aura. There were even a few top-notch masters passing by.

"What's going on in Jianghu?" Shi Xuan thought for a while and didn't continue to pay attention to it. The matters in Jianghu had nothing to do with him.

However, Shi Xuan was a young Daoist priest. He held a demonic black banner in one hand and pulled a delicate little girl in the other. He was exceptionally eye-catching as he walked on the road. The people of Jianghu who passed by on horseback couldn't help but look at him, causing Chu Wan'er to glare back at him angrily.

At this moment, an expert who was riding a horse on the other side of Shi Xuan saw Chu Wan'er. He let out a soft sound of surprise and even slowed down his horse stance to look back. Seeing this, Shi Xuan thought to himself, "Could it be that this guy has seen the Devil Empress?"

The expert pulled on the reins of his horse and walked over. He dismounted in front of Shi Xuan and the others and bowed respectfully. "May I know which expert from the Holy Gate is here to help us?"

Shi Xuan understood a little and didn't answer his question. Instead, he asked, "Where's the Divine Empress?"

This man from the northwest answered respectfully, "The Divine Empress and our Chief are on a small precipice. They are currently surrounding those young heroes and heroines in the mountain temple. However, they unexpectedly ran into Xuan Yi Wanderer there. Both sides are in a deadlock. Our Chief ordered me to go down the mountain and gather more people. It would be best if we can use this opportunity to kill Xuan Yi Wanderer."

"Oh, I only sent Wan'er to the Divine Empress's place. I didn't expect to run into this situation. May I know why you insist on killing those young heroes and heroines?" Shi Xuan followed up on the topic.

"Of course, I have seen the Saint once before. That's why I dared to come and pay my respects." This expert answered respectfully. Chu Wan'er bit her index finger and thought for a while before saying, "Wan'er doesn't remember seeing you before."

This expert smiled and continued, "Young Master White-robed Liu Suiyun found out about some secret matter between our sect and the Sacred Gate. He stole a certain communication talisman and was chased by us. I didn't expect him to meet Young Master Iron Sword Du Yuhan, Fairy Yuhua Meng Yuqiong, and a few other experts. There seemed to be people from the second-rate Xu Family. They broke through the encirclement and escaped to this small precipice, but our Gang Leader rushed over and surrounded them again in the mountain temple. "

When Shi Xuan heard about Meng Yuqiong and the Xu Family, he understood that Xu Jingyi was most likely in the mountain temple. He had no choice but to save her. He continued to ask for more information. "Your Chief did not attack because Xuan Yi Wanderer is also in the mountain temple?"