In the void, a white lotus was flying towards the endless depths.
After an unknown period of time, the lotus suddenly trembled. Sima Quan's split consciousness had already woken up from its stupor.
He silently observed. Based on Zuo Daolian's rate of wear and tear, he should have been flying for about twenty years. However, with the protection of this treasure, he did not suffer much damage.
Looking out with his spiritual sense, he could still see the starlight, but he did not know how far it was, as if it had never been near.
He looked around and saw a huge bronze cauldron.
He had already seen three of these cauldrons during his journey. They were built by cultivators in the past when they traversed the void. However, other than some scattered pill jades, he didn't find anything else. Moreover, most of the pill jades were formed from clear Qi and were useless to him. Thus, he didn't stop.
On the other hand, this one was exactly the same as the one he'd seen in the past, so he assumed it was the same. However, as Zuo Daolian grew closer and closer to it, he noticed something different.
The surface of the bronze bell was full of scars, as if it had gone through a fierce battle.
He could not help but feel surprised. This void was very far from the nine continents, and there was no spiritual opportunity to breathe. If he fought here, even if he won, he would kill a thousand of his enemies and lose eight hundred of his own. He might not be able to return safely.
When cultivators reached the grotto-heavens, they all cherished their lives. If there was no huge conflict of interest or danger to their lives, they would not fight.
As he thought of this, he rode the white lotus towards the cauldron. He discovered that although the cauldron was riddled with holes, the prohibition spell was not completely broken. After searching for a long time, he found the corpses of three Daoists in a large hall. They were all dressed in luxurious robes.
One was in the north, and the other two were in the south. Looking at them, it seemed like they were confronting each other. However, their expressions were serene, and there was no sign of violence on their faces.
He went up to check with his spiritual sense, and unexpectedly discovered something. The three of them did not reach the end of their lifespans, nor did their vitality run out. It was obvious that their souls were stolen and they died!
Outside the void? Who had such a method?
His spiritual sense could not help but throb. The reason why he went out of the void was because he could not break through the nine layers of clouds to return to the surface. Moreover, there seemed to be something calling out to him from beyond the sky, so he had no choice but to take this path. However, since then, there was no such feeling. Now, he seemed to have found a clue.
After another round. However, he didn't find anything. He only saw a huge crack on the cauldron. It was thousands of feet wide, as if someone had used mana to break it open. Zuo Daolian paced back and forth for a moment before leaping into the void again.
In the past two days, no less than 10 sects had sent their elders and disciples to Inoki Mountain. All of these people were invited by Jiang Zheng to witness the battle between the two sects.
At this time, Jiang Zheng ordered someone to open the main gate of Inoki Mountain. As the owner of this place, he and Dan Huizhen stood outside to welcome the guests.
He was using this as an excuse to fight. Inviting the small sects was also an opportunity to win them over.
With Pengyuan fighting against Taihao alone, even if they were backed by Qincang, they should not be careless. Therefore, they had to think of ways to make allies and contact various sects to strengthen their influence.
Of course. If Pengyuan was just a small sect, the other sects might not give it face due to the power of Taihao. However, Jiang Zheng's master was the Hall Master of Qincang School. This was different.
The thousand-year calamity had yet to pass. Who knew what would happen in a few hundred years? Only by relying on a large sect could they avoid it. Rather than offending both sects, it was better to rely on one of them. The power of the Black Cang Sect was undoubtedly greater than that of the Tai Hao Sect, and when they were leading the other sects to fight against the Demon Sect, they were still polite to the smaller sects. Therefore, most of the people who were invited gladly accepted.
Thousands of miles away, Yan Xiyue and Yan Xiaoyang were heading over on spiritual beasts.
Because of Han Zuocheng, Biyu Pavilion was on good terms with Pengyuan Sect. Therefore, they were also invited. However, Han Zuocheng was called to guard Tianqing Hall, so he did not come.
As the two were flying, a sparrowhawk flew over from afar. There was a young cultivator sitting on it. It was Fang Shin An who had gone out to travel. The last time he came out, he could not find Yuan JIngqing, so he could only return to the mountain to cultivate. This time, he heard that Taihao and Pengyuan were going to fight again. Thinking about how he did not get what he wanted last time, he came out to watch the battle.
Yan Xiaoyang saw that he was sitting on a sparrowhawk, so it was not hard to recognize that he was a disciple of Nanhua Sect. However, seeing that he was just a Mystic Light Realm cultivator, he looked away and did not pay much attention to him.
On the other hand, when Fang Shin An saw the sparrowhawk he was sitting on, his eyes lit up. He came over and cupped his hands, saying, "Perfected One, your iron-winged eagle's feathers are like silk, it is so mighty. Can you give it to this junior? This junior is willing to exchange treasures for it. "
It was not that Nanhua Sect did not have such birds, but Huang Yugong did not allow him to ride on any spirit beasts that could fight Core Formation or even Yuanying cultivators. After his fellow sect members found out about this, they did not dare to let him ride on them. However, this did not stop him from thinking of other ways. Seeing that the eagle was extraordinary, he thought that if he took it, where couldn't he go in the world? He would not even be afraid of Core Formation cultivators, so he was a bit envious.
Yan Xiaoyang did not want to lower himself to his level. He waved his sleeve and said, "What does my spirit beast have to do with a junior like you? Quickly back off, don't disturb me. "
With that, he waved his sleeve, creating a gust of wind that blew Yan Xiyue and his mount away.
Yan Xiyue frowned. "Brother, he is just a junior, and he looks like a disciple of Nanhua Sect. Why do you have to do this? It will not be good to provoke his master. "
Yan Xiaoyang snorted. "If it wasn't for the Nanhua Sect, I wouldn't have bothered with him. Sister, have you forgotten what happened last time? He still dares to ask me for the Black Iron Winged Eagle. If it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation is low, I would have taught him a good lesson. "
Fang Shen An was sent several dozen li away by the gust of wind. He only managed to stabilize himself with great difficulty, but he was also dizzy. Even though he was furious, Just now, both of them were Yuanying cultivators, so he could do nothing. At this moment, he heard a voice from behind him. "Junior brother Fang, remember not to be so rash next time."
Fang Shen An turned his head and saw a middle-aged scholar sitting on the back of a white crane. He couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother Hu, why have you come?" Without waiting for a reply, he suddenly said, "Master told you to watch over me, right?"
The middle-aged scholar did not reply, clearly tacitly agreeing.
Fang Shen An grumbled, "Senior brother, why didn't you help me when I was being bullied?"
The middle-aged scholar said, "That person is a cultivator from Biyu Pavilion. Even though it is a lower sect of the Nanhua Sect, both of them are Yuanying Zhenren who have been cultivating for hundreds of years. They are considered your seniors. Not only did you go up to greet them, you even asked for a mount. If it was me, I would have taught you a good lesson. "
Not only was Fang Shen An not angry, he even chuckled. "Since senior brother is here, I wonder if you can help me with something."
The middle-aged scholar said warily, "What do you want to do?"
Fang Shen An said, "According to senior brother, Biyu Pavilion is a lower sect of the Nanhua Sect. But Just Now, that person is bullying me, isn't that a slap to the face of the Nanhua Sect? I don't ask for anything else, I just want senior brother to come forward and ask that person to exchange for the Black Iron Winged Eagle. "
The middle-aged scholar frowned. Biyu Pavilion was said to be a lower sect of the Nanhua Sect, but it had already sided with the Qincang. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sat still just now.
At this moment, Fang Shen An said in a low voice, "If senior brother is willing to help me, what good things will happen to my master? In the future, I will definitely be the first to think of senior brother. "
The middle-aged scholar was originally willing to care about this matter and wanted to reject it. But when he heard this, he was moved and looked at him. "Is this true?"
Fang Shen An nodded his head vigorously.
The middle-aged cultivator thought about it. Even though Biyu Pavilion sided with the Qincang, when they were guarding against the Sky Demon. Nanhua Sect once asked for a spiritual bird called 'Star Constellation' from them, but didn't they still hand it over obediently? That Black Iron Winged Eagle was also not a rare bird. This time, when he went up to ask for it, he didn't dare to refuse, so he said, "I can help you ask for it, but you have to promise me that after you get this eagle, you can't leave me even half a step. After the battle at Daichi is over, you have to return to the sect with me. "
Fang Shen An immediately patted his chest and agreed.
The middle-aged scholar grunted and said, "Come with me."
Seeing that he was walking at a moderate pace, he suddenly became a little anxious and asked, "Senior brother. Aren't you going to chase after those two? "
The middle-aged scholar said, "Looking at where those two are going, they should also be going to Daichi Mountain. After the battle between Fellow Daoists from Taihao School and Pengyuan Sect is over, it won't be too late for me to look for them."
Fang Shen An rolled his eyes and said, "Senior brother, I'm about to condense my Dan. After I get this eagle, I'll go back to the sect to cultivate. There's no need to trouble senior brother when I come down. Senior brother, why don't you chase after them now?"
The middle-aged scholar glanced at him. This junior brother of his was too good at causing trouble. He wanted to thank his fellow daoists for having time to talk about the profound and Dao, but it wasn't appropriate to bring him along. It was better to send him away early and he would be happy to relax, so he said, "Fine, I'll do as you wish. Wait here for now."
After he shouted, he took out a spell and suddenly a gust of wind blew. The red-crowned crane under him flapped its wings a few times and shot out like an arrow from a bow.
After a hundred miles, he caught up to the Yan siblings and urged the crane to pass them. He stopped in front of them and said, "Are you Green Feather Spiritual Master Yan? I'm Hu Sanquan of South Hua. Greetings. "
Yan Xiyue revealed a slightly guarded expression. Wan Fu returned the greeting and said, "I wouldn't dare. Spiritual Master Hu is too polite. May I ask why you are stopping us siblings?"
Spiritual Master Hu said indifferently, "It's nothing else. It's just that one of my juniors has taken a fancy to your brother's mount, so I came to see if I can exchange it with him."
Yan Xiaoyang's expression changed and said, "What do you mean? Are you here to humiliate me? "
The middle-aged scholar looked at him and said, "Spiritual Master Yan speaks too seriously. I have no such intentions." He suddenly laughed and said, "Perhaps the two of you don't know, but I am a disciple of Cang Ding Heaven's Grotto, and my junior brother is Master's most beloved disciple. Just Now, my junior brother is frightened, so I'm doing my best to appease him."
Yan Xiyue was immediately shocked. She frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Little brother, this time, it was indeed your fault. You gave your mount to the Spiritual Master."
"Sister, you …"
Although Yan Xiaoyang was unwilling, under Yan Xiyue's intense gaze, he could only take out the Beast Subduing Collar and put his mount inside. He threw it over and said coldly, "Keep it well, Honorable Sir."
The middle-aged scholar caught it and bowed before swaggering off. As for the item he originally wanted to exchange for the spirit bird, he didn't say a word since he had so easily obtained it.
Yan Xiaoyang angrily swung his sleeves and said, "Now that my mount is gone, how can I have the face to go to Inoki Mountain? I'll be laughed at." When he finished speaking, he turned around and flew away on a ray of light.
Yan Xiyue sighed. She knew that he couldn't calm his anger, so she could only let him go. But she didn't know that Yan Xiaoyang didn't go far. The more he thought about it, the more stifled he became. His expression fluctuated, and in the end, he turned around and rode the astral winds in pursuit of the middle-aged scholar.
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