On the second day after his conversation with Qiu Zhongxian, Zhang Yan left the Xingjue Sect and went to the cave abode. He had instructed that there was no need for anyone to send him off, so other than Sect Master Fan Zhang and a few Elders, no one knew that he had left.
More than ten days after he left, a thick layer of fog suddenly appeared on the sea.
Outside of Jinjue Sect, there were many cultivators patrolling on eagles. Ever since the incident at Jinjue Sect, the sect would send out disciples to keep an eye on the surroundings. One of them soon noticed something strange and stopped. He tried to identify it and found that there was a faint demonic aura in it.
In the Ye Haitian, there would often be sea demons making rain and clouds. This patrolling Daoist took a look. Because this place was considered far from the sect, he did not go over to provoke them. Instead, he consciously avoided them.
After he left, two figures appeared in the fog. Their faces and figures were covered with Daoist techniques.
The two stood opposite each other. One of them said, "I am He Zhai. Are you Daoist Chen?"
The other person replied, "I am Chen An."
Both of them knew that their names were fake, and they had only casually called each other to make it convenient for them to meet at this moment.
The person who called himself He Zhai said, "Daoist Chen, you summoned me here through a secret message. Is there any urgent news?"
Chen An said, "I have been paying attention to the Divine Pill Hall these days. There has been no movement for many days. That person might have left."
He Zhai said, "I heard that too. However, I checked again and found out that this person is in seclusion."
Chen An said in a low voice, "This might be a trap. In reality, that person has already left. Otherwise, why would he reveal that he is in seclusion?"
He Zhai sneered and said, "Perhaps that is the case. However, has Daoist Chen thought that this is Xingjue Sect trying to lure me into a trap?"
Chen An did not refute him. He did not believe that the Pujue Sect, which had not made any arrangements for decades, would suddenly make such a move. However, this was too sudden. Based on his judgment, Zhang Shangzhen might have really left. However, it was better to be safe than sorry. He was not willing to guarantee this.
He Zhai saw through his thoughts and reminded him, "The other side only wants us to pay attention to any changes here. As long as we report the news, it will be fine. What does the rest have to do with us? You must know that it is not a good thing to offend a Great Sage. There is no one there who can protect us. "
Chen An seemed to have been convinced. After a moment of silence, he said, "I will send the same message as you, fellow Daoist. However, we might not be the only spies here. I'm afraid we might say that we are slacking off."
He Zhai said carelessly, "So what? As long as we're still useful there, we can at most reprimand them a little." He looked at the sky again. "We can't stay here for long. Fellow Daoist, you need to make a decision."
Chen An thought for a moment and nodded slowly.
The two of them seemed to have reached a tacit agreement. They wrote letters on the spot. After comparing and reading the letters, they sent them out in front of each other.
The two letters quickly flew to a cave abode under the sea. There was an old man with long white hair sitting there. There were already three letters on his table. Seeing that two more letters had landed, he took them and read them. He knocked on the table and said to a golden bell above, "Tong Guan, what do you think?"
The lion face carving on the golden bell came to life immediately. It said, "Two of them are lying."
The old man sneered, "I've already expected that they would have their own selfish motives. However, it is hard to know the truth with just this."
The lion face carving said, "We can check again."
The old man said leisurely, "We do need to check again. However, there is no need to use the spies in the sect. There are so many demonic cultivators in Ye Haitian. They can be my vanguard. We should be able to find out if that person is in Xingjue Sect."
Another month passed. Dozens of demonic cultivators came to Xingjue Sect's territory. One of them had a handsome face and a high crown. He was elegant and wore a python scale robe. It was obvious that his identity was not ordinary.
After he sent someone to report, Fan Zhang did not dare to delay and personally came out to welcome him. Ye Haitian was not like other places. Not only did the water tribe have the backing of the Dragon Manor, but they were also more powerful than the human cultivators. If it was not necessary, they would not want to have a conflict with them. Moreover, this person had a powerful background. His name was Jiang Rong. Although he was not from the Dragon Manor, his mother was a dragon lady.
Jiang Rong was invited to sit in the main hall of the mountain gate. He frowned as if he did not like the decorations around him. He gestured and the servant beside him stood out. He said, "My young master came here because he heard that there is a great alchemist living here. He wants to ask him to make pills for me. I wonder if Sect Master Fan can recommend him? "
Fan Zhang did not think that he was here for this matter. He shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I will have to disappoint this friend."
Hearing this, Jiang Rong was instantly displeased. He said, "What? Is your sect not willing to help with such a small matter?"
Fan Zhang replied calmly, "I'm afraid Mister Jiang has misunderstood. The alchemist you are talking about is a great sage. He is not someone ordinary people can invite."
"Great sage?"
Jiang Rong was stunned. He did not know about this before he came. He hesitated. He could not afford to offend such a great being. Just as he was wavering, a Daoist came to his side and whispered something. He raised his head and asked suspiciously, "A small sect like yours has such a great being stationed here? Are you joking? "
Fan Zhang replied calmly, "My Xingjue Sect is a small sect, but it was taught by the Great Underworld Patriarch. That great sage has a deep relationship with my sect."
Jiang Rong saw that the Daoist's words seemed to be true, and he couldn't help but want to retreat. However, the Daoist transmitted a few more words, and Jiang Rong's eyes lit up. He said, "I heard that this Daoist has taught many disciples before. Can I invite them to my tribe to refine pills?"
Fan Zhang glanced at the Daoist and understood in his heart that the Daoist was here for the disciples who practiced alchemy. This was absolutely impossible. These disciples were the hope of the future prosperity of the Sect. If they were called over and something unexpected happened to them, not only would the efforts of the Sect be wasted, it would also be equivalent to ruining the future of the Sect.
He did not speak. Qiu Zhongxian said, "I'm afraid this is not appropriate. These disciples have only practiced alchemy for a short time. They only have a rough understanding of alchemy and are not proficient in it. I'm afraid they cannot refine pills that will satisfy Mister Jiang."
Jiang Rong thought that he was purposely evading. He scoffed and said, "Your sect is unwilling?"
Qiu Zhongxian smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I don't want to. It's really difficult. If Mister Jiang can wait for another ten years …"
Before he finished, the Daoist transmitted a few more words. Jiang Rong suddenly stood up and said coldly, "Within three days, I want to see him. If he is not here by then, my Jiang Kong's navy will come to your sect to ask questions."
After that, he led a group of people down the mountain.
Qiu Zhongxian waited for them to leave before saying, "Sect Master, why did these people come after Zhang Shang Zhen left? Someone must be playing tricks behind the scenes. It might be the Jin Di sect again. We definitely cannot agree to their request."
Fan Zhang said in a low voice, "If it really is the Jin Di sect, it will not be just for these disciples. I suspect that they are testing whether Zhang Shang Zhen is still in the sect."
Qiu Zhongxian was shocked. Just Just Now, he really did not think of this. Now that he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he realized that this was very possible. He frowned and said, "How should we deal with this?"
Fan Zhang said, "If Jiang Kong's troops are here to fight, then we will fight back."
Qiu Zhongxian was startled at first. Then, he became spirited and nodded. Previously, he was still thinking from the perspective of the past. But after Zhang Yan's teachings, Mai Jue Sect's strength had greatly increased. It was not like before. He thought for a while and said, "The water tribes are closely connected. If Jiang Kong's troops see that things are not going well, I'm afraid they will call for more help."
Fan Zhang said, "We have no choice in this matter. Moreover, the more we appear to be unyielding, the more they will not dare to make a move. If we retreat, there is a possibility that the other party will take a mile after taking an inch."
Not far from the mountain gate of Mai Jue Sect, there was a deep cave under the sea. This was where the cave residence of the Tai Ming Patriarch was. Because of the inexplicable formation and prohibition, there were no demonic tribes around.
Since Zhang Yan had entered this place ten days ago, he had been descending at a steady pace. After a month, he finally reached the end of the path in front of him and stepped into a huge cave. Looking around, it was completely empty. Everything had already been taken away. Only a giant tablet should have been placed in the middle, but it had already been broken and no words could be seen on it.
His gaze slightly focused. Perhaps others did not know what it was, but he could tell at a glance that it should be a sealing tablet. It was just that on the surface, there used to be ferocious monsters and demons suppressed underneath. When he was in the nine continents, he went to eliminate the six demons and saw the same thing. He could not help but think, "Could it be that the patriarch suppressed some monsters here?"
He walked forward and arrived at the original location of the sealing tablet. After looking at it for a while, he confirmed that there was a different world below.
He reached out and pressed down gently. His magic power surged out, but it did not move at all. This meant that the seal was still there, which piqued his interest. He wondered what kind of monsters and demons were suppressed by the Tai Ming Patriarch.
It was a pity that the seal of Hall Master Du Zhen was on the real body and not here, or else he could try to see the situation. After thinking for a while, he decided to use another method.
So he sat down cross-legged and his gaze became deep. He used his divine will to observe the past.
If he sent a cultivator here, he would definitely not dare to spy on the place where the Tai Ming Patriarch once lived.
However, he was a disciple of the Qincang School, a disciple of the patriarch's younger generation. He was also guided to this world by the patriarch's will, so he was not afraid. He wanted to use this method to see if he could solve the problem here.
As his divine will weakened, the scenery around him kept changing. Time seemed to keep moving forward. With the magic power of his avatar, it was almost impossible to see things that happened millions of years ago, but it was not difficult to go back thousands of years.
Not long after, he saw a Daoist appear in the cave. This person was only a Yuanying cultivator, so he should be an ancestor of the Maojue Sect. However, the tortoise shell in his hand caught his attention. The moment he saw it, the tortoiseshell on his body suddenly trembled, and the two seemed to resonate with each other. He felt his body tremble, and when he raised his head again, he found that he had escaped into an unfamiliar domain!
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