Inside the Nanhua Sect, Huang Yugong and the other Daoist Master Yuanyi Weng sat on the peak.
At this moment, under the two of them, the mountain range was constantly shaking, and looking at the surface, one could see that the hills were rising one after another, and then shrinking down, as if there was something rolling and twisting under the mountain range.
After a long time, a part of the mountain range suddenly caved in, revealing a bottomless cave. Low hissing sounds could be heard.
Huang Yugong took out a small bag from his sleeve and untied it. He grabbed a handful of Red Jade Sand and sprinkled it into the cave.
After the Red Jade Sand was sprinkled, the surrounding movements calmed down a little. However, the two didn't relax and continued to watch closely.
As expected, a moment later, the mountain range below started shaking again.
Huang Yugong sighed with pain and could only take out some Red Jade Sand from the bag and sprinkle it.
Every time he did this, the breathing in the cave would calm down a little, but after a while, it would start again.
After a long time, when Huang Yugong had almost emptied the small bag, the trembling underground finally stopped. The originally shaking mountain finally stopped.
Yuanyi Weng looked outside the sect for a while and said, "The spiritual opportunity has calmed down and the clear air is gradually recovering. It must be Yuxiao who took action. Brother Yugong, you should be fine."
Huang Yugong's expression relaxed and said, "That's good."
Yuanyi Weng said, "We still can't be careless. Recently, the King Snake has been acting strangely. It is obvious that it is feeling uneasy under the calamity."
Huang Yugong sighed and said, "Let's hold on for as long as we can. Now is not the time to let the King Snake out."
Yuanyi Weng also nodded.
The creature below was called the Jade King Snake. It was the spirit snake that accompanied the founder of the Nanhua Sect. After he left, he left it behind as the spirit snake guarding the mountain.
This snake usually slept underground. It could merge with the spirit vein and connect the mountains, rivers, and land. It could suppress evil and filthy energy. Disciples of the sect would capture vicious creatures from the outside world and bring them into the mountain. They could also use the power of the snake to subdue it, making it easier for people to raise it.
It was just that the snake was extremely sensitive to the changes in the spiritual vigor of Heaven and Earth. Once there was a change, it would feel uneasy. To Founding Master Nan Hua, it was not a big deal. However, for the younger generation to deal with it, they would have to spend more effort. Usually, they could only feed it enough Red Jade Sand. Only then could they be appeased.
Just Now, the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth had suddenly decreased, causing the spiritual snake to be alarmed. Only now did it calm down.
Previously, when Heaven Mending Pavilion sent a letter asking for help, the Southern Flower Sect wasn't completely unwilling to help. However, if this snake really broke out of the ground, only the Mountain Guarding Spirit Peng could subdue it. When needed, they would lend it out to support Heaven Mending Mountain. If there were any changes, it would destroy the sect's foundation. They couldn't afford it, so they could only refuse.
Duke Huang Yu circulated his magic power and pressed the sand and soil beneath him together, filling up the hole again to prevent Wang She from being disturbed again. He said, "Recently, we've been using a lot of our pellet jade. After thinking about it, I think that if we want to stabilize the spirit cave, we still need to ask for help from the allied alliance. "
Yuanyi Weng changed his mind and said, "Could it be that we need to reach out to Yuxiao?
Duke Huang Yu said, "Yes."
Yuanyi Weng said in a deep voice, "It's not that easy to obtain Yuxiao's favor. Once the calamity occurs, our sect will definitely be in danger. Brother Yuanyi, have you thought this through? "
Duke Huang Yu sneered and said, "Brother Yuanyi Weng worries too much. If we don't do this, will Yuxiao treat us well? It's better to take advantage of the time when he needs us and ask for more benefits. Moreover, after seeing how he destroyed a small world to save Heaven Mending Sect, he wants to rope us in to deal with Qincang together. He most likely won't refuse our request. "
Yuanyi Weng thought about it and nodded. "Oh, at worst, Yuxiao will just refuse. There won't be any losses. Tomorrow, when the three of us meet the sect master, I will discuss this matter with Duke Yuanyi. "
Duke Huang Yu smiled and said, "That's good."
After the two finished their discussion, they rearranged the formations and went their separate ways.
Duke Huang Yu went straight back to his cave. Just Now, he had to appease Wang She so he didn't have time to care about other things. Now that he had calmed down, he suddenly felt something strange. He sensed it and knew that the protective feather he gave to his disciple was activated. It was obvious that his disciple was in danger.
He frowned unconsciously and called over a guard boy. He said in a deep voice, "Did you let your shixiong out? How did I take care of you when I was gone? "
The boy trembled in fear and immediately knelt on the ground. He kowtowed and said, "It's my fault, it's my fault. Shixiong said that he was bored in the sect and only wanted to go out for a few days. I was confused and opened the formation to let him out. Please punish me, Master."
Huang Yu sighed. He had always been tolerant towards those around him. After crying like this, he no longer had any intention of punishing them. He said, "Get up. I know Xin An's temper. You can't stop him. I won't blame you. Get up."
The boy wiped his tears and stood up. He said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, Master."
Huang Yu waved his hand and ordered him to leave. He closed his eyes and focused his mind, sitting quietly in the temple without moving.
Half a day later, a white light came from outside the temple. It landed on the ground and turned into a white cocoon. After a while, the cocoon turned into a feather and Fang Shin An came out. His hair was messy and he looked a little battered. He had just entered the temple and raised his head to see Huang Yu sitting on the praying mat. His heart skipped a beat. He bowed and said, "Disciple greets Master."
Huang Yu opened his eyes and said, "You used the feather I gave you. Did you meet a difficult opponent?"
Fang Xinan knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he simply admitted, "I did meet an opponent, but I was just careless and underestimated that person, so I didn't use many of my abilities. Otherwise, how could that person defeat me, and he wouldn't need the protection of that treasured feather."
Huang Yu heard his words and shook his head. "A loss is a loss. There's no need to find excuses. If you were killed by your opponent, no matter how many tricks you have, it would be useless. People would only laugh at your stupidity."
Fang Shin An was not satisfied but he didn't dare to talk back. He lowered his head and said nothing.
Huang Yu thought for a while and said, "I know you don't want to stay in the school to cultivate. If that's the case, I'll allow you to go out and train. But remember, there's always someone better than you. Don't use my name to do whatever you want."
Fang Shin An was startled. He was happy. Even though he lost to Yuan JIngqing, the more he thought about it, the more he was not satisfied. He was eager to fight him again. He was thinking about how to find an excuse to leave but he was very happy after hearing Huang Yu's words. He said loudly, "Master, don't worry. I won't use the name of the school to do anything."
He was only fifteen years old and was still a teenager. In his opinion, even if he won by saying his master's name, it would be boring and he wouldn't be able to show off his abilities.
Huang Yu waved his horsetail whisk and a white feather floated down. "You've used up your precious feather. I'll give you another one. You may leave."
Fang Shin An took it. After thanking him, he left.
Huang Yu Gong, on the other hand, was deep in thought. He didn't want to care about such a small matter when his disciple encountered an enemy, and he even thought that it was a good thing for him to encounter some setbacks. However, from his words, it seemed that the enemy he encountered was of a similar cultivation level.
He thought to himself, "Just Now, I haven't asked where that person came from. But to be able to defeat Xin An, he's not from a small sect. He might be from one of the ten great mysterious sects. If he's a disciple of an alliance, it's fine. But if he's from the other side, if Xin An is not satisfied and goes looking for him, it'll easily cause trouble."
He changed his mind and ordered a boy to find an experienced disciple whose cultivation had reached the Core Transformation Realm. He said, "I, Xin An, am going out to train. Why don't you follow him and keep an eye on him. Don't let him get hurt or offend anyone."
The disciple immediately accepted the order and left.
In the Du Zhen Palace of Qincang, Zhang Yan was holding a jade book and reading it attentively.
This was the Shaoqing Sect's Sword Transformation Secret Book. When he was in the Yuanying Realm, he had the chance to read it. The Shaoqing Sect's Sect Master Yue Xuanxiao had promised him that if he became a Heavenly Abode, he could read this book again.
However, the two sects had already formed an alliance. Moreover, he was the Du Zhen Palace's Master. His status was not the same as before. Naturally, there was no need for him to pay a visit personally. Two days ago, he sent a letter and sent this book over.
In the past few days, he had spent a lot of effort on refining the Heaven and Earth Leaf. After all, if he couldn't protect himself in the future, it would be useless no matter how many enemies he killed. Not only could this treasure protect himself, but it could also be used to trap people. If it could nurture a real spirit, it would be a great help.
However, in terms of hurting the enemy, there was nothing better than a killing treasure. Among the treasures in his hands, the only one that could be successfully refined was the Qinghong Sword Pill.
When he was forming the Heavenly Abode and evolving the Dharma Form, he made it absorb quite a lot of spiritual opportunity. However, it couldn't really transform into the real world. At that time, he felt that it was not the right time, so he just nurtured the Sword Pill at normal temperature and didn't force it. However, as his cultivation improved recently, he felt that the communication between the Sword Pill and himself was smoother. When they responded to each other, it was also unusual, as if it was a sign of transformation. Only then did he obtain the sword book and wanted to see its profoundness again.
Because the entire book was written in eroded text, he was limited by his own cultivation and knowledge when he was Yuanying. There were many parts that he didn't understand. Now that he looked at it again, he understood a lot more.
It was a pity that there was no method to successfully refine the Sword Pill. If it wasn't that Shaoqing intentionally hid it, then this method couldn't be described in words. He could only explore it himself, so it wasn't recorded in words.
Deducing from this, the latter was more likely.
Now that his lifespan was less than six hundred years, in the next two thousand years, if there were no accidents, he would be able to refine the Sword Pill sooner or later. It was just a matter of time, so there was no need for Shaoqing to set up an obstacle here. If there was a method, he could show it to him and make him owe him a favor.
He thought to himself, "Every time I look at this book, I have a different understanding. It's a pity that I can only have it for a month before I have to return it to Shaoqing. I have to seize the opportunity to look at it a few more times, hoping to find some profoundness in it."
He looked at the jade scroll on the table and saw the eroded text jump out one by one. They filled the air and flew around continuously. Then, with a thought, thousands of sword gleams flew out from the top. The rays of sword gleams grabbed the eroded text and fixed it in place. His gaze swept across, and after a while, he pointed with his finger. On the table, there was another explanation.
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