At the end of the eighth month, Tan Dingxian finally returned from Yuxiao.
This trip was considered successful. Even though he did not meet Venerable Ling Ya in person, he managed to communicate with him using telepathy. Yuxiao had already agreed to take the lead in pressuring Qincang School.
Returning to the school, he asked in a low voice, "Junior Brother Bu still hasn't returned?"
The child replied, "He hasn't returned yet."
Tan Dingxian furrowed his brows. Even though Bu Jingsu had to go to more places than him, with Bu Tian Pavilion's reputation, it should have been very smooth. Could there have been some unforeseen event?
He asked, "Has there been a letter?"
The child replied, "Yes, it's all on the table. This disciple doesn't dare to touch it."
Tan Dingxian went over and flipped through the letters. She saw that after Bu Jingsu left the sect, he wrote a letter every three days, detailing his journey. However, it had been five days since he went to the Netherworld Spring Sect, and he hadn't written back yet.
He couldn't help but frown. Bu Tian Pavilion's position was aloof, and they didn't send many people in the previous battles against the Mysterious Demons. They only showed that they were on the Mysterious Gate's side, and they didn't have any deep grudges with Underworld Spring School. Moreover, they sent an envoy, so the other party shouldn't make things difficult for them.
After thinking about it, he decided to wait a few more days. Next month would be the meeting, so it was best not to cause any trouble. Even if he suffered a bit and lost some face, as long as it didn't affect the overall situation, it wasn't unbearable.
Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened. There were still two days before the appointed date, and Bu Jingsu finally returned.
Tan Dingxian immediately called him over, and the first thing he asked was, "Junior Brother, did you manage to convince Underworld Spring School?"
Bu Jingsu replied, "Yes, I did."
Tan Dingxian asked again, "Why were you gone for so long?"
Bu Jingsu replied, "The ten thousand li Underworld Spring Path seemed to have changed a bit since last time, so I was delayed a bit."
Underworld Spring School built a ten thousand li Underworld Spring Path to the mountain gate to defend against external enemies. It was said to be ten thousand li, but when a cultivator actually reached this place, it would take a lot of time. With the formation door turning and closing, the journey would be many times longer. Even if one's family was familiar with the path, it would still take them a day's time, not to mention the people from the outside.
Tan Dingxian asked, "Then why didn't you send a letter to inform me?"
Bu Jingsu was also helpless. There seemed to be a lot of resentment in his voice as he said, "The Netherspring Sect doesn't allow it."
Tan Dingxian nodded and said earnestly, "Junior Martial Brother, as long as it's done, it's fine. Junior Martial Brother, you must consider the big picture and not hold any grudges."
Bu Jingsu lowered his head and said, "Yes, Shixiong."
Tan Dingxian nodded and said, "The day after tomorrow will be the day of the appointment. Go and make the arrangements as soon as possible. Don't delay. "
Bu Jingsu nodded and left.
The Heaven Mending Pavilion's ordinary internal and external affairs were handled by Bu Jingsu. It only took him one day to arrange everything in an orderly manner. After reporting to Tan Dingxian, the two of them brought their disciples to Pi Ji Palace on the same day, and waited for Zhu Zhen to arrive.
The night passed quickly and it was the first day of the ninth month. More than a hundred strong men stepped forward and pulled the handle. The doors of the hall rumbled open, and two rows of children walked out. She swept the jade stairs.
At the beginning of the morning, the rising sun illuminated the clouds with warm light, thousands of strands of propitious energy, brilliance surging. Although the palace in the clouds was moving, the golden light was boundless. Even low-level cultivators could see it from afar.
Only a moment later, a sword ray suddenly soared into the sky and caught up to the top of the palace in the blink of an eye. It circled in the air and landed on the stairs. It was a thirty-year-old Daoist with a mustache. This person's gaze was sharp, and he wore a magic crown on his head and a large crane cloak on his body. Apart from that, he didn't have any other accessories.
Bu Jingsu's expression trembled. "Shaoqing Chenzi?"
Although Heaven Mending Pavilion sent a letter to Shaoqing, they didn't pay them a visit. The result was the same as before; it was like a stone sinking into the ocean; there was no reply. Moreover, this sect had always ignored such matters, so he didn't expect that they would really send someone over this time.
He thought to himself, "Looks like the good relationship between Shaoqing and Qincang is indeed true. If we didn't invite Yuxiao and Netherspring, how could we suppress them? "
While he was thinking, he went forward and smiled. He bowed and said, "Daoist Qing Chenzi greets you."
Qing Chenzi didn't say a word and returned the greeting. He then bowed to Tan Dingxian, and without looking around, he went to sit at Shaoqing's banquet.
Not long after, Huanzhen Temple Zhenren Pang and Ping Du Sect Zhenren Wu also arrived. However, the two only greeted Tan and Bu before sitting down in the hall.
Tan Dingxian thought to himself, "Ping Du Sect and Qincang have always been close, so it's not strange for them to be on the same side. I didn't expect Huanzhen Temple to be the same, but it doesn't matter. These two sects still can't control the situation."
Just as he was pondering, a sea of flowers suddenly flew over from the sky. Zhenren Yuling was riding on a green carriage with phoenix wings. The wings on both sides were extended, and there were hundreds of beautiful maids. He was delighted and quickly went forward to greet them. After greeting each other, they laughed and walked into the hall.
Soon, it was the end of the morning, a Peng bird the size of a thousand feet flew over with the wind. On its back, there was a Daoren. Not far away, there was a big white feather fan. There was also a person standing on it with a peach tree branch hanging in his hand.
Behind the two of them, there were hundreds of disciples and maids. Although they didn't have much cultivation, they were protected by the two's mana, so they wouldn't be hurt by the wind when they flew.
Bu Jingsu bowed in front of the hall door and smiled, "Daoist friends, you're here."
Huang Yugong returned the greeting and smiled, "Zhenren Bu, is your sect master here?"
Bu Jingsu said, "He's waiting in the hall, he's talking to Zhenren Yuling."
Huang Yugong said, "I'll go and greet him later."
The three of them chatted for a while. Suddenly, Bu Jingsu saw a young man behind Huang Yugong. His cultivation was only one step away from forming his Dan. He was slightly surprised, "What a good piece of unpolished jade, is he your new disciple?"
Huang Yugong said, "Yes."
Bu Jingsu couldn't help but sigh, "Such a talent is hard to find even in the three sects. Daoist friend, you're really fated."
Zhenren Shi nodded. In terms of talent, none of his disciples could compare to this young man.
Huang Yugong shook his head, "Daoist friend, don't praise him. It's hard to find someone who can beat him in the same generation, so he's too arrogant. I brought him here to let him know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, so he can get rid of his arrogance."
Bu Jingsu said, "Without practice, it's hard to become a great person. With your skill, it's not hard to train a talent. "
Huang Yugong waved his hand, "Daoist friend, you're flattering me."
The three of them didn't talk much on the steps of the palace hall. Suddenly, a colorful jade plate appeared in the sky. It was wrapped in clouds, swaying and spiraling down.
On top of the plate, there was a jade couch, and on it sat a petite female cultivator. Her eyes were bright, and her cheeks were rosy. She was wearing a colorful dress, and behind her were more than five hundred young men and women. They were all wearing the same clothes, carrying swords and riding on clouds, looking around proudly.
This time, Bu Tian Pavilion sent a letter to invite them, and it involved the signing of the contract a thousand years ago, so all the Daoist Masters came personally. Therefore, most of them came with followers. There were very few who came alone like Qing Chenzi.
Bu Jingsu went up and bowed, "Daoist Master Wu."
Daoist Master Wu bowed back and said, "Daoist friend Bu, last time you came to the Yuan Yang Sect and left in less than a day. Was it because the Yuan Yang disciples didn't treat you well?"
Bu Jingsu said, "What are you talking about? It's just that I had an order from the sect, and my time was limited. I didn't dare to stay. "
Daoist Master Wu said, "If you accepted the order and took the position of the sect master, why would you have to do this kind of welcoming and sending people off?"
Bu Jingsu obviously didn't want to continue the conversation, so he only bowed and said, "Please come in and take a seat."
Daoist Master Wu chuckled and glanced at Daoist Shi and Huang Yu Gong. His face was full of disdain, and with a wave of his sleeve, he didn't even say half a word to the two of them, and brought the thousand disciples behind him into the palace.
Inside the palace hall, her beautiful eyes drifted over. Seeing Qing Chenzi sitting on top, she couldn't help but smile.
Huang Yu Gong and Daoist Shi also came into the palace hall, and greeted the people who came before.
Half a moment later, a long turbid river was seen surging in the sky, followed by black clouds and white air, as well as filthy smoke and dense fog. Even before it arrived, the Pi Ji Palace was already shaking violently, as if it was in danger of being overturned.
Tan Dingxian's expression changed, and he quickly used his mana to stabilize the palace. Bu Jingsu saw this, and also tried to protect him, but it was impossible to stabilize the palace with just the two of them.
At this moment, suddenly a ray of starlight sprinkled over, the light was gentle, calm, and soothing, calming people's hearts, and stabilizing the palace hall.
When the light dispersed, a handsome and refined man with fluttering robes came out, his appearance was outstanding, and his manner was graceful.
And from the muddy spring, a yellow-robed Daoist with raised eyebrows came out. He looked tall and handsome, and the two of them looked at each other and left. The latter and the five people behind him went to the Devil Sect's palace hall, and the handsome cultivator went to the Xuanmen.
Tan Dingxian's expression brightened, and he unconsciously felt relieved.
He recognized the person, it was Yuxiao's newly promoted Grotto-Heaven, Zhou Yong. His position in the sect was no less than Qincang School's Qi Yuntian, and it was very likely that he would be the next leader of Yuxiao school. Since this person was here, it was obvious that Yuxiao placed great importance on this golden contract, and the chances of suppressing Qincang School would be much higher.
A smile appeared on his face, and he excused himself to Zhenren Yuling, and came out of the palace to greet him, "Zhenren Zhou, greetings."
Zhou Yong calmly returned the greeting, and said, "Leader Tan, greetings."
Tan Dingxian raised his hand and gestured to the side, and said, "Please take a seat."
Huang Yu Gong saw the scene Just Now, and he unconsciously shook his head, and sighed, "As expected of the great sects of the world, every generation has people who are extraordinary."
Zhenren Shi said coldly, "Using the spiritual opportunity of a continent to build a sect, if it was the same for our sect, it would not be difficult."
At this moment, other than Qincang School who had yet to arrive, the Zhenrens of the 16 sects had arrived.
Zhu Zhen waited for more than an hour, and it was almost the end of the hour. Suddenly, the sound of wind and thunder came from the outside, and the vibration was endless.
Everyone's spirit was slightly lifted, and they all knew that the people from Qincang School had arrived. However, it seemed that the Qi dynamic was concealed, and they could not see the person's appearance. After a short while, there was the sound of water and light landing on the stairs, followed by the sound of steady footsteps. Everyone unconsciously looked over, and with one glance, they were all stunned, and they could not help but stand up.
Zhang Yan's robe fluttered, and he was the first to step into the palace. Behind him, there were four people following closely.
Shen Baishuang, Han Zaiyang, Sun Zhiyan, and Peng Wenyin.
Qincang School actually sent five Grotto-Heaven's people at one go!
Boom!
There was a loud noise outside the palace, and five Grotto-Heaven's people came at the same time. Although they did not use their mana, it caused the thunder outside to rumble, and the lightning flashed, and the entire Pishi Palace was in the midst of the tremors.
Zhang Yan stopped in his tracks, and faced everyone's gaze. He looked around, and slightly raised his hand, and said, "Everyone, greetings."
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… (To be continued …)
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