With a clap of thunder, the rainbow ripples reflected the appearance of the Immortal's Mansion.
The rainbow lights on the sea grew brighter day by day. Many cultivators on Xuanling Island could see it clearly and knew that the day of the Immortal's Mansion's appearance was approaching.
Wang Yingfang sat on the back of a giant goose and gazed into the distance. Her fingers were constantly divining, as if she was divining good fortune.
Suddenly, a beautiful girl riding a crane came over and said, "Master, Uncle-Master Feng is here. He is waiting in the hall."
Wang Yingfang replied, "Okay."
She patted the goose's head and pressed the cloud down. She walked slowly into the hall and saw a person standing in the hall. It was a Taoist nun with slender eyes and a colorful cape draped over her shoulders. Her figure was graceful, but there was a layer of haze between her brows.
When he saw her, he stood still and said with a sullen face, "Where is my nephew?"
Wang Yingfang smiled and cupped her hands, "Junior Martial Sister Feng, your nephew Feng is fine. He is in my back hall and has been meditating for the past few days. He has become less impetuous. Senior Martial Sister must have read my letter. Once you and Fellow Daoist Zhang have resolved this layer of misunderstanding, I will let him go."
Hearing this, the female Taoist nun suddenly became furious. She raised her eyebrows, waved her sleeve, and scolded, "Don't say that. Wang Yingfang, before you became Zhenren Tao's disciple, I listened to the Dao together with you under Hengshan Ancestor. We could be considered close. My nephew is like your nephew. Why are you siding with an outsider now and asking me to come and apologize?"
Seeing her harsh words, Wang Yingfang's originally pretty face twisted a little. She was unhappy and frowned, "Feng Yao conspired with others to steal Fellow Daoist Zhang's magic weapon. If it was someone else, they would have been killed on the spot. It was because he sacrificed the White Feather that I refined and escaped to my door that I saved him once. It was only because of our old friendship that I wanted to resolve the conflict between our two families. Why does Senior Martial Sister Feng say that I am siding with an outsider?"
The nun sneered and said, "Even so, it is impossible for me to make amends. If you still care about our past friendship, don't interfere in this matter. Let me settle things with that Zhang fellow."
Wang Yingfang was also annoyed, "This is a small matter that can be resolved by both sides talking. Senior Martial Sister, you don't appreciate my kindness. Do you want to fight until there is blood?"
The Taoist nun snorted, "Small matter? Although my Tai Mi Mountain's Feng Clan's name isn't well-known, it still has several thousand years of inheritance. How could we have the intention to apologize? "
Wang Yingfang shook her head. She knew the background of the other party. Previously, Mount Tai Mi had also produced a few extraordinary Great Demons, but now, there were only two Core Formation cultivators left in this lineage. They could barely hold up the situation, but they still spoke so arrogantly.
She thought to herself, "I haven't seen this Feng Mei for more than a hundred years and I didn't think she was this unreasonable before. Why is she pestering me now?"
Before she became Tao Zhenren's disciple, wasn't she also like this?
Before she became Zhenren Tao's disciple, wasn't she also someone who didn't care about anything when blood rushed to her head? It was only because she practiced the Xuanmen Heart Sutra in the Immortal Palace that she hid this evil aura and hid her demonic nature.
When she thought up to here, her heart seemed to have become clearer, and she seemed to have comprehended some profundities. When she calmed her mind, her mind was already clear, and she faintly felt that the obstacles on her path of cultivation seemed to have reduced slightly.
She looked carefully again and saw that there was a layer of black air between this Taoist nun's eyebrows. She was trapped in a tribulation without being aware of it.
Her heart was like still water. She smiled and said, "If that's the case, Senior Martial Sister Feng can go. I promised Fellow Daoist Zhang, but I can't let him go."
The Taoist nun was furious. She pointed at Wang Yingfang and said, "Wang Yingfang, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you've become Tao Zhenren's disciple. You need to know that someone is going to punish you. I'm an honored guest invited by your Fourth Martial Brother Yang Lin. If you don't let him go, I'll ask him to come talk to you. "
Wang Yingfang smiled and waved her horsetail whisk, saying, "See the guest out."
The Taoist nun was suddenly pushed up by a gust of wind. Her vision darkened and she involuntarily retreated. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was already outside the Swan Goose Monastery. She didn't know how she got out. She was shocked and thought, "Wang Yingfang has learned this kind of Xuanmen, I'm not her match. Luckily, her Fourth Martial Brother Yang Lin has some disagreements with her. I'll ask him to come and uphold justice."
She turned around and got on top of the cloud. After a few steps, she saw a young Taoist sitting in the cloud. She took a closer look and said happily, "Fellow Daoist Yang, you're here too? Do you know that your Senior Martial Sister bullied me? You must help me with this! "
The Taoist smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Feng, how do you want me to help you?"
The Taoist nun said with hatred, "You only need to hand over that Zhang Yan to me."
The Taoist was expressionless and said, "You must make things difficult for that Fellow Daoist Zhang?"
The Taoist nun's heart was filled with hatred so she didn't hear anything strange. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yes!"
The Taoist let out a loud laugh and waved his sleeve in the air, throwing out a white jade snake-like ring with its head and tail. The snake-like ring wrapped around the female Taoist's head. The female Taoist was caught off guard and was caught off guard by the snake-like ring around her neck. She immediately lay down and turned into a white-bellied, black-winged, white-tailed swift.
The Taoist went up and grabbed the jade ring. He sneered, "You're just a feathered animal. You don't know the heavens and the general situation. Fellow Daoist Zhang is of great importance, how can you disturb him?"
With that, he picked up the jade swallow and walked towards the clouds in large strides. In a flash, his figure disappeared.
Wang Yingfang didn't see it with her own eyes but she seemed to know about it. She wrote a Taoist talisman and sent it to Zhang Yan to inform him that it was over.
Zhang Yan looked at the talisman but didn't take it to heart. He wanted to protect the main palace for Tao Zhenren. If someone wanted to make things difficult for him, it would be difficult for Tao Zhenren. Therefore, he didn't need to think too much about it. He only needed to meditate and adjust his breathing, waiting for the right time to come.
Another five days passed and a thunderous sound came from the sea. The red glow shone through the restriction and shone on the island, making everyone's face feel warm.
Zhang Yan knew that the immortal abode was about to come into the world and was trying to break through the original restriction. The sound that resounded through the East Sea was the first restriction being broken.
He shouted, "Fellow Daoists, please follow me."
He flew up into the sky and released a small boat that was given by Lady Yin. He stood on top of the Inner Treasure Pavilion and two streams of smoke descended. Demon King Jun Miao and Lu Junbai landed on the top of the boat and stood on both sides of him.
Zhang Yan steered the ship and flew into the sky. He looked around and saw that there were thousands of lights on Mystic Spirit Island. The cultivators rode on their mystic instruments and gathered at one place. The waves on the sea and the clouds above were pushed away by this spiritual spiral.
However, after that sound, there were no more movements on the surface of the sea. This immortal mansion was erratic and not confined to one place, so they didn't know where to go. The crowd of cultivators was at a loss. At this moment, a whistling sound came from the sky, and a golden talisman flew over. It transformed into a dancing five-colored divine bird that led the way.
Zhang Yan saw that it was Tao Zhenren who was leading the way and nodded. He controlled the boat and followed the five-colored divine bird with thousands of cultivators.
In order to protect Daoist Master Tao's mansion this time, he put away the great ocean boat and mixed in with the many cultivators, not very conspicuous.
Looking around, he saw a burly Taoist about ten feet tall riding a Six Cranes Flying Heaven Chariot leading the way. Behind him on the left was Wang Yingfang riding a wild goose, and on the right was a young Taoist riding a huge eagle. Behind them were a group of third generation disciples. Looking around, Wei Lihua was among them. As if sensing his gaze, she couldn't help but turn back and smile at him, but her eyes were slightly apologetic.
Zhang Yan also nodded in greeting. He thought to himself, "I think the leader should be Tao Zhenren's second disciple, Zhao Zhengcheng. The other young Daoist should be Yang Lin, who is ranked last."
He understood that even though Guo Lie was Tao Zhenren's first disciple, he was only a small golden core cultivator. Therefore, it was not his turn to take care of this matter. He didn't know where he was hiding.
At that moment, Lu Junbai sighed, "These Daoists were invited by Tao Zhenren, right? If we can seize the immortal abode in one go, no one will be able to stop Clear Feather Sect from opening. "
Monster Queen Jun Miao looked around and said, "Tao Zhenren is so influential. I even saw a few Monster Kings. They are all powerful figures in the Eastern Sea."
Lu Junbai snorted and said, "If it wasn't for the immortal abode, why would they be willing to come? Where the benefits lie. "
Zhang Yan smiled. Twenty years ago, when Tao Zhenren's Yuanying Dharmakaya went to the sea, he already had a plan. He ordered his disciples to make friends with people from all walks of life. Now that he was using the immortal abode as bait, all he needed to do was to take the lead. Naturally, these people would flock to him like a flock of ducks.
The colorful bird that led the way traveled for about a thousand miles. Suddenly, it swayed its body and dived into the sea, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Zhengcheng, who was at the front, waved his Daoist robe and stopped the Six Cranes Flying Heaven Chariot. He said loudly, "Fellow Daoists, the immortal abode is right here. I believe it will be born soon. When the time comes, the immortal palace's decree will fly out and choose its owner. First, set up the prohibition talisman door to prevent enemies from robbing it."
His voice rumbled. The Clear Feather Sect's disciples behind him heard him. Under the lead of Wang Yingfang and Yang Qi, they went to different places to set up talismans and formations.
When the Monster Kings and Rogue Cultivators from the Eastern Sea saw this, they followed suit. They led their disciples to different places and set up the formations. Although it seemed like they were prepared, compared to the Clear Feather Sect's orderly and unhurried way of doing things, it seemed a little messy.
Zhang Yan was very clear that these prohibition formations could only be used for temporary protection. When the immortal palace's decree flew out to find its owner, if someone came to fight for it, they would still have to rely on their own cultivation base to determine the winner.
However, this time, he only came to protect the main palace. There were two Core Formation cultivators behind him, so he didn't need to set up any prohibition formations. Thus, he stood still.
However, Wei Lihua kept paying attention to this place. When she saw that everyone was setting up the prohibition formations, but only Zhang Yan didn't move, she thought to herself, I heard that Junior Martial Sister Fu Hongchen didn't take good care of Fellow Daoist Zhang last time, and someone even came to pick a fight with him. It's my fault. Fellow Daoist Zhang just came here, so he probably didn't prepare any celestial tools. Although there are powerful prohibition formations on his sea boat, it can't raise clouds and cover his body. Wait for me to give him a celestial tool as an apology.
She waited until she was done arranging the Dharma Gate here, then flew over with a streak of light.
When she arrived in front of Zhang Yan, she bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I left in a hurry last time, so I didn't treat you well. It's my fault. I see that you don't have any celestial tools to set up formations with you. I have one here, please accept it."
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