Jiang Mingtang followed Li Hanxiao to the pavilion at the side. He discovered that the terrain here was extremely high. Looking down from there, he could see the fights between the various sects clearly. Since the Shaoqing disciples were stationed here, it was not difficult for them to see the fights between the various sects even if they did not leave.
Li Hanxiao arrived at the host's seat and gestured with his hand, "Sit."
Jiang Mingtang expressed his gratitude and sat down opposite the man.
Li Hanxiao sat down as well and instructed the formation spirit to serve tea. He said, "There are restrictions set up here, so there's no need to be afraid of outsiders noticing. Daoist Jiang, you can say whatever you want to say."
Jiang Mingtang pondered for a while and said seriously, "What I'll say later might be a little shocking, but I'm not spouting nonsense. I hope that you can listen to what I have to say."
Li Hanxiao also revealed a serious expression and said, "Please speak, Daoist."
Jiang Mingtang said slowly, "There's a divine art in my sect that allows me to see the truth in my dreams, and thus make up for any mistakes. I had a dream a few days ago, in which I experienced several hundred years of cultivation, until I became a Yuanying cultivator …"
At this point, he secretly glanced at Li Hanxiao. Seeing that the latter's expression was the same as Just Now, without any intention of making fun of him, he was finally at ease and continued, "What's even more strange is that the various experiences I experienced later on all proved that what I saw in my dream was real …"
He paused and could not help but ask, "Daoist Li, you don't seem surprised?"
Li Hanxiao muttered to himself for a moment before saying, "Although what you experienced is mysterious, it is also possible. Especially since your sect's cultivation technique is unique. If it wasn't the work of an upper realm almighty, then it must be that you were blessed by the heavens. Only then would you have such fate."
Jiang Mingtang nodded repeatedly and said, "I think so too."
Li Hanxiao looked over and said, "It's just that these are your personal matters, and yet you're saying that I know about them now. It's obvious that you've seen something extremely important. Hmm, perhaps it's related to this competition?"
Jiang Mingtang could not help but reveal an expression of admiration. Who said that disciples of the Shaoqing lineage did not understand the ways of the world? This person could more or less see through his purpose for coming here with just a few words.
He said, "I won't hide it from you. Originally, I thought I would be able to obtain some benefits by relying on this method, but after arriving here, many of the details of my dream that I had forgotten in the past were recalled. One of them was that I saw blood and fire on top of Heaven Peak. I didn't know where an enemy had invaded this place, but I just so happened to be saved by Brother Li at that time. That was how I escaped with my life."
After he met Hua Ying Ling and the others, he discovered that they seemed to be able to see something. So he had originally planned to keep a low profile and not stand out if he could. But in these two days, he had many dreams. He did not see the future, but rather "remembered" many details. He knew that in this competition, an unexpected change had occurred, and it had affected many people.
After knowing about this, he was very worried for the sect and wanted to tell them the truth. But after all, his words carried little weight. Even if he did so, it would be difficult for him to gain the trust of others.
Originally, he was prepared to let Hua Ying Ling know about these things. After all, he owed him a debt of gratitude for his guidance. Not only was he trustworthy, but he should also be able to arrange everything properly with his help.
Unfortunately, when he wanted to pay a visit, Li Hanxiao had already announced that he was in seclusion. Until now, he had not been able to meet him. Seeing that an unforeseen event could happen at any time, he could only come here first. After all, Li Hanxiao had saved him once in his dream memory. He was a trustworthy person.
Li Hanxiao thought for a while and said, "Since Brother Jiang was saved by me, I believe that we should have been in the competition at that time?"
Jiang Mingtang said, "That's right."
Li Hanxiao said, "What sword technique did I use at that time?"
Jiang Mingtang shook his head and said, "I did not succeed at that time. Just Now, when I was about to act, an unforeseen event happened."
Li Hanxiao asked again, "Then do you remember what I was wearing at that time?"
Jiang Mingtang was taken aback. He frowned and thought carefully, then looked at Li Hanxiao and said, "It's different now. You should have been wearing a Daoist robe with black gold patterns."
Li Hanxiao's expression changed slightly. He cupped his hands and said, "Can you stay here for now? I'll be right back."
Jiang Mingtang also cupped his hands and said, "Alright, I'll wait for you here."
On the other side of the Shaoqing encampment, Lu Zhipei walked out with a happy expression. Just Now, he had used the excuse of seeking advice from the two Shaoqing disciples who left their names in the future. Although he had lost, he had managed to befriend them. Before the unforeseen event happened, he only needed to find an excuse to hide here and retreat with the two of them. It would not be difficult for him to avoid this calamity.
At the same time, in the Heavenly Peak, Lian Jishan sat on his sect's throne and watched the battle below.
Over the past few days, the cultivators of the Yu Huan Heavens had also begun to fight. Both sides had won and lost. However, he had come to realize that the cultivators of the Mountain and Sea Realm, even those from small rogue sects, were able to hold their own against the disciples of the great sects of the Yu Huan Heavens. That was especially true of the cultivators of the Mountain and Sea Realm, whose magical power was superior to that of the cultivators of the Yu Huan Heavens.
It wasn't because of their techniques, but rather, because the cultivators of the Mountain and Sea Realm had been bathing in abundant spiritual energy for too long.
From what he could tell, although things were going well for the moment, once the disciples of the great sects of the Mountain and Sea Realm entered the fray, it would be difficult for the cultivators of the Yu Huan Heavens to maintain the situation.
Even as he pondered the matter, he suddenly sensed something. His divine will shifted, and he saw Reverend Fang Luo standing there. "Fellow Daoist, why did you call for me?" he asked.
Fang Luo chuckled. "I just wanted to ask about something. I heard that the disciples of the Qincang and Shaoqing Sects have arrived. When are you planning to make your move? I'll be able to coordinate with you. "
Lian Jishan shook his head. "Our targets are the elites of those two sects. If they're mediocre, what's the point of killing them? Since they haven't shown themselves yet, it's hard to know exactly what's going on. We'll have to wait and see. When the time comes, I'll let you know. "
"So that's the reason," Fang Luo said. "In that case, I'll be waiting for word from you, Fellow Daoist." With that, he bowed and then left.
Lian Jishan retreated from the divine will, his face a bit gloomy.
Just Now, although he was saying that, the truth was that after he had sent the message, his backer had been cautious, and had performed another round of divination. However, this time, there were many variables that had appeared out of nowhere. In order to avoid any mishaps, Lian Jishan had continued to wait for the right opportunity. However, after that, he had asked questions every day, and received no response. He wasn't sure why, and therefore didn't dare to act rashly.
That was when a beam of light appeared off in the distance, landing at the bottom of the stairs. A disciple appeared, clasped hands, and said, "Master, it's time for a disciple of the Imperial Wall Sect to fight."
Lian Jishan thought about it for a moment. Even if he couldn't do anything right now, there was no harm in openly slaughtering the elites of the Mountain and Sea Realm's junior generation. Therefore, he called out, "Lian Xin!"
"Disciple is here!"
A cultivator stepped out from the crowd of disciples. He looked to be in his thirties, and there was nothing eye-catching about him. However, his expression was calm.
Lian Jishan said, "You'll be the one to fight. Remember, you can only win. Defeat is not an option." He paused for a moment. "I'm sure you know exactly what to do."
Lian Xin bowed. "Disciple will remember."
Lian Jishan said, "Very well. You may go."
Lian Xin immediately rode on a wisp of Dan Sha and went down to an altar. A Deacon Daoist was waiting there. When he saw him coming, he first took his name token and checked it. Then, he waved his sleeve and opened a door.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lian Xin stepped inside. When he emerged, he found himself in the middle of the sky, surrounded by numerous floating mountains. There was a flash of light in front of him, and a red-robed cultivator appeared. He bowed and said, "Hundred South Sieve Continents, Eternal Victory Island, Gu Chengwen."
Lian Xin raised his hand and said, "Myriad Remnant Heavens, Imperial Wall Sect, Lian Xin."
After the two of them reported their names, they retreated. After a moment of confrontation, they made a move at the same time. Gu Chengwen's side was considered to be in line with the rules. He first cast his protective magic weapon, then he used his spiritual power to test the opponent's strength. Then, he would look for an opportunity according to the situation.
However, Lian Xin didn't do that. He didn't even unleash his defensive magical item. He simply waved his hand, and a stream of Core Qi came from afar, landing directly around Gu Chengwen's body. In just a moment, the latter's defensive magical item seemed to have suffered great damage, and its spiritual light dimmed at a visible rate.
Even though Gu Chengwen had lost his defensive magical item, that didn't mean he didn't have the power to fight. However, when his magical item was suddenly destroyed, he couldn't help but panic, and he revealed a huge opening. Lian Xin saw this and decisively took advantage of the opportunity to unleash a powerful green light. In an instant, half of Gu Chengwen's body exploded. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and he fell down. Before he could hit the ground, a spiritual light flew over, and with a flash, he disappeared.
The Grand Competition of the various sects wasn't a life and death battle, so killing was not allowed. However, if there were too many restrictions during the competition, it wouldn't be easy to display one's true strength. Thus, at critical moments, there would be guards to help.
Lian Xin didn't plan on killing his opponent. What he wanted to do was to destroy his opponent's foundation. That way, he wouldn't need to kill his opponent, and would also be able to suppress the morale of the Mountain and Sea disciples.
A beam of light flickered, and the Daoist guard from before appeared. He said to Lian Xin, "Honored Sir, would you like to continue?"
Lian Xin replied, "Just Now, that Fellow Daoist's techniques are quite ordinary, and I haven't lost much of my magical power. I would like to experience the brilliance of the Fellow Daoists of the Mountain and Sea Realm."
When the various sects of the Mountain and Sea Realm saw his attitude, it caused quite a bit of dissatisfaction. Another disciple stepped forward to fight him, but to their surprise, he didn't last long before being defeated.
After that, quite a few more people stepped forward to challenge him. However, none of them were able to defeat him. In the end, all of their treasures were destroyed, and they were severely injured. Furthermore, the losers suffered particularly bitter defeats. If they weren't missing an arm or a leg, then half of their body would be destroyed.
It was important to note that, before a Daoist cultivator severed their mortal body, the fleshly body was like a raft to cross the world. It couldn't be easily damaged. Even if a severed limb could be regrown, it would likely damage the foundation, which was very detrimental to Daoist cultivation. If the sects had a choice, they wouldn't focus on training these disciples. Therefore, their future paths towards the Dao would undoubtedly be very uncertain.
Even so, the cultivators of the various sects weren't intimidated, and sent their disciples to fight.
However, Lian Xin's strength was beyond imagination. He won for three days in a row, defeating no less than twenty opponents. For a time, he was in the limelight. Perhaps because the disciples of the smaller sects knew that they weren't a match for him, on the fourth day, disciples from the larger sects stepped forward.
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