In the blink of an eye, six years had passed.
Inside and outside the Frost Jade Ocean Province, there were altars everywhere, spiritual lakes rippled, and dense mist covered the mountains and seas.
The disciple cultivated in the mountains, when he held the book in his arms, he could hear hundreds of birds chirping, insects chirping, and cicadas chirping. When he looked up, he could see Mystic Spirit Feather Warriors flying in and out of the sky, it was like a scene of immortals.
The scenery here was completely different from that of the Desolate Realm outside of the Hai Province.
On this day, a yellow-winged bird flew over with a letter in its mouth and landed in the pavilion. A maidservant came to take the letter and handed it to Fan Liqing who was sitting on the couch. However, he did not dare to open it, he cupped his fists to a Dao child beside him and said, "Another letter from the Shanyang Clan has arrived, please invite Immortal Master Zhou here."
The Dao child also said politely, "Envoy, please wait for a moment, I will go now."
The Dao child turned and left. Now that there was no one watching, Fan Liqing did not dare to open the letter, he just sat there obediently. After staying here for a few thoughts, he was already very clear about these cultivators' methods, he did not dare to have any other thoughts.
After a while, Zhou Xuan and a green-robed cultivator walked in.
Fan Liqing hurriedly stepped forward to greet Zhou Xuan and gave up the main seat. After Zhou Xuan sat down, he handed over the letter.
Zhou Xuan held it in his hand, did not open it immediately, but looked at him and asked, "Until now, this letter is still coming back every three months, is there no interruption?"
Fan Liqing smiled bitterly, "Yes."
He knew very well that after so long, not only did the clan not question it, they always spoke kindly, they probably already knew that there was something wrong with the envoy.
The green-robed cultivator sneered and said disdainfully, "They just want to temporarily calm us down."
Zhou Xuan acted as if he didn't care at all. He said, "Both our families are well aware of this matter. Envoy Fan Li, write another letter back." He added, "This will be the last one."
Fan Liqing's body trembled. "Are you going to attack the Shanyang Clan?"
Zhou Xuan smiled, he did not deny.
Fanli Qing sighed dejectedly, "I knew this day would come. I, Fanli Qing, am a sinner in the clan."
The green-robed cultivator sneered and said, "However, what you said earlier is actually useless. I still can't be the sinner of the Shan Yang Clan. Don't think too highly of yourself, you can't shoulder the responsibility. "
Fan Liqing's face flushed red. These words were clearly mocking him, saying that he was not even qualified to be a traitor. His words were too harsh. Unfortunately, he was under the eaves, and he didn't want to die, so he could only endure.
Only then did Zhou Xuan open the letter. Just like before, it was mostly filled with pleasantries, but he read it very seriously. After a while, he showed a hint of playfulness and handed it to the green-robed cultivator, saying, "Fellow Daoist, this letter has been passed to you. Come and take a look. "
The green-robed cultivator took the letter. After communicating with each other for six years, the green-robed cultivator had learned how to use brush and ink. Moreover, he knew that the letter would eventually fall into the hands of the cultivators of the nine continents, so he wrote it in the language of the nine continents.
He took a few glances at the letter and sneered, "Compared to the previous few times, the force of the stroke is much stronger, and there is a sense of arrogance and disdain in the strokes. It's no longer as cautious and rigid as before. This means that the writer of the letter has someone to rely on, so he is much more confident than before. "
Zhou Xuan laughed and said, "It should be the Shan Yang Clan that received the help of the Heavenly Ghost Tribe. That's why he became bolder. But he doesn't know that the reason why I left him hanging all these years was to prepare and wait for the Heavenly Ghost Tribe to intervene. "
Fan Liqing was shocked, he didn't expect the two of them to be able to see so many things from the strokes. He peeked at the letter again, but he still felt that it was no different from before.
Zhou Xuan put the letter away, stood up and said, "I'm going to see grandmaster, do you want to come along?"
The green-robed cultivator shook his head and said, "I'm only in charge of miscellaneous matters, I don't know what to say in front of Meng Zhen, so I don't want to embarrass myself."
Zhou Xuan didn't force him, he cupped his hands and left the place, heading straight to the place where Meng Zhen was cultivating.
At this moment, in the Hall of Du Zhen, Jiang Zheng was standing below with a well-behaved young man. He reported to Zhang Yan who was sitting on the platform, "Teacher, disciple has brought the person."
Zhang Yan glanced at him, nodded and said, "His bone structure is not bad, what's his name?"
Jiang Zheng spoke on behalf of the young man, "This disciple's name is Jing Shangchuan. He has been cultivating for five years, and is the first among a thousand people to open his meridians. His foundation is solid, so disciple requests permission from Teacher to allow him to practice the techniques of the Taihao School."
In the past few years, they had found quite a few medicinal herbs that could replace cultivation in the Mountain and Sea Realm. However, because the Realm was so vast, many precious materials were not easy to find, especially plants and vegetation. Furthermore, as the number of disciples from the various sects increased, it was clear that there wouldn't be enough to use, so they would have to grow their own plants.
In order to do this, there was no sect that could compare to the Taihao School. Therefore, since a few years ago, the sects of the Nine Continents had selected suitable disciples from their own race, a total of a thousand people. After opening their meridians, they would all be prepared to practice the techniques of the Taihao School.
Zhang Yan flicked his finger, and a Talisman flew into the young man's forehead. "Go back and practice diligently, Daoist."
The young man knelt down and respectfully kowtowed a few times. "Many thanks for the gift, Daoist Master."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly, then turned to Jiang Zheng and said warmly, "There are many types of plants and vegetation in the Mountain and Sea Realm. A thousand people is not enough. Apprentice, take my orders. When you go back, you can select another ten thousand people for future use."
Jiang Zheng knew how important this matter was, and that it concerned the legacies of the various sects. If it was done well, it would be a huge meritorious service. Therefore, he solemnly agreed.
It was at this point that a rumbling sound could be heard from outside, which caused the mountains to shake and the earth to shake.
However, not only did Zhang Yan's expression not change, even Jiang Zheng and the young man looked completely calm.
Six years ago, after Zhang Yan had captured Demon Patriarch Brightness and entered the sect, he had planned to deal with the two Sect Leaders after they returned from beyond the Heavens. He had used the Primal Yang Sect's signature treasure, the Xuanji Yang Wall, to keep Demon Patriarch Brightness under Frigid Jade Sea Prefecture.
However, after a period of time, Demon Patriarch Brightness would try to break through the formation, which inevitably caused some commotion. After a few years, almost everyone in the sect had gotten used to it.
Zhang Yan didn't pay attention to it. After giving Jiang Zheng some advice on cultivation, he let him leave.
At this time, Jing You delivered a letter and said, "Master, this is a letter from Meng Zhen."
Zhang Yan took the letter and looked at it, then smiled and said, "The time has come, we can act."
He closed his eyes and sent his spirit out to discuss with the two Sect Leaders who were gathering Qi from beyond the Heavens. Then, he retreated and said, "Pass down my orders. Tomorrow, invite the Daoist Masters of the four sects of the Spirit Sect here for a meeting."
After giving the orders, he returned to the Xuanze Sea Realm to cultivate.
After a few years, he had successfully broken through the eighth barrier. However, the further he went, the harder it would be to break through. But because of this, he could build a stronger foundation.
If it was a cultivator who only cultivated Qi, he would have stopped at this step and turned to cultivating the Nascent Embryo. But he had the Sixth Transformation Body of Strength Path, so he didn't need to care about this. He decided to cultivate until he reached perfection before starting.
The night passed, and when dawn came, Jing You walked in and bowed, "Master, the Daoist Masters have arrived."
Zhang Yan opened his eyes and slowly retracted his arcane power. Then, he left the small world and came to the main hall outside.
Yuwen Hongyang, Xue Dingyuan, Wen Qingxiang, and Hibiko Higashi were sitting below the hall. When they saw him, they stood up and bowed.
After Zhang Yan greeted the four of them, he invited them to take a seat and said, "I received news that the emissary of the Heavenly Ghost Tribe has arrived at the Shanyang Clan. It's time for us to take action."
To deal with the Shanyang Clan, he couldn't just rely on Zhou Xuan's judgment on paper. Before Sima Quan went to the Western Desolate Domain, he had also planted many demons in the Shanyang Clan. He would be able to receive news of any changes in the Earth Abyss in time. It could be said that the Shanyang Clan, from top to bottom, had no secrets to the sects of the Nine States.
Yuwen Hongyang and the others heard this and became spirited.
Before this, they had already found out that the Earth Abyss where the Shanyang Clan resided was also a blessed land. Not to mention the vastness of the land, more importantly, there was a large amount of turbid Qi gathering there. It was a suitable place for the sects of the Spirit Sect to establish a foothold.
Yuwen Hongyang cupped his hands and said, "Spiritual Master Zhang, the four of us will bring along our sect's treasures this time. As long as we don't run into the likes of the Demonic Ancestor, there shouldn't be any problem in taking down the Shanyang Clan."
Because the strength of the Shanyang Clan was far inferior to the Mie Ming Bird and there were only a few Demonic Saints in the clan, the four of them were the leaders of this expedition. The other Spiritual Masters of the other sects wouldn't interfere.
Zhang Yan said, "Although the likes of the Demonic Ancestor won't contribute to this battle, we still can't be careless. To ensure safety, I will order Spiritual Master Xuan Wu to go with you."
Wen Qingxiang said, "Then it's foolproof."
Now that they had opened up a new Grotto-Heaven, if there was any danger, they could just hide in the Grotto-Heaven and find a way to come back later.
Zhang Yan said again, "For this expedition against the Shanyang Clan, the countries of the Eastern Barren have an alliance with me. They have already promised that once the cultivators of the nine states go to war, they will also send ten Great Mystic Warriors to help."
The countries of the Eastern Barren only had a total of over thirty Great Mystic Warriors, which was almost a third of the strength of the hundred countries of the Eastern Barren.
The reason for this was because of the alliance, and the other was that the sects of the nine states had promised the hundred countries of the Eastern Barren that the countries that went to war could set up defensive formations in their capital cities.
With the protection of this formation, the threat of the demons and beasts would be greatly reduced. How could the kings and ministers of the various countries not see the benefits? If not for the fact that they were worried about the emptiness of their countries, they would have sent all their people here.
Although Yuwen Hongyang and the others thought that they could suppress the Shanyang Clan with just the four of them, they wouldn't mind having a few more troops. Moreover, once the Great Mystic Warriors of the hundred countries of the Eastern Barren joined forces, their strength couldn't be underestimated.
After discussing with the four for a while, Zhang Yan decided on the date of the expedition. He thought to himself, There are three main tribes in the Northern Heavens Frigid Abyss. Mie Ming is dead, and the Heart Butterfly Tribe has already formed an alliance with me. After we defeat the Shanyang Clan, there won't be any other tribes in the Northern Heavens Frigid Abyss that can fight against the sects of the nine states. After that, we can focus on dealing with the Heavenly Ghost Tribe.
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