In front of Purple Bamboo Mountain
Gongsun Yuan's face darkened. He suppressed the displeasure in his heart and said, "Since I've already given you this talisman, can you release my two juniors?"
Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "Not yet."
Gongsun Mian's expression didn't look too good. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Fellow Li, what … do you mean by this?"
In fact, he really wanted to point at Zhang Yan's face and say, "Could it be that you want to go back on your word?"
However, he was afraid that saying this would make things worse and make the other party angry. In the end, he would be the one to suffer.
Now that he had no trump cards in his hands, he could only hope that the other party wouldn't dare to disregard his identity as a disciple of Taihao School.
Zhang Yan glanced at Gongsun Mian with a faint smile and said, "Fellow Gongsun, don't worry. Since I've already promised you, I naturally won't go back on my word. However, I also know that although this copper bamboo talisman is in my hands, it's not safe yet. If you're not satisfied, you only need to say that the talisman was lost or that it was taken away for no reason when you meet your fellow disciples. Then wouldn't I have lost for nothing?"
"This …"
Gongsun Mian's body trembled slightly. He didn't think that Zhang Yan would be so clear about the inside story of the Treasure Zoysia Conference.
Originally, he had indeed planned to wait for Zhang Yan to come in with the copper talisman and then put on a show of him being taken away. Even though he would lose face, he could use this as an excuse to take down Zhang Yan and get back the face he lost today.
Zhang Yan stared at him and said slowly, "I can only be at ease if I follow you to the sect and meet the deacon of the Treasure Zoysia Conference. Fellow Daoist will personally introduce me."
Gongsun Yuan's heart trembled. A person who knew the inside story of the Treasure Zoysia Conference was definitely not an ordinary individual cultivator. It seemed that his earlier guess was right. The person in the Baofeng Temple definitely had some background.
For a moment, he felt that the other party was a bit unfathomable. This was the first time he seriously sized up Zhang Yan, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember such a person. He asked doubtfully, "Fellow Daoist, who exactly are you?"
Zhang Yan laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Gongsun, you don't have to worry. Since I, Zhang Yan, am participating in this meeting, I will naturally follow the rules and etiquette."
Gongsun Mian fell silent for a moment, and then a bitter smile appeared on his face. At this moment, he could only choose to believe the other party, and he said helplessly, "If that's the case, when will Fellow Daoist leave with me?"
Zhang Yan stood up and smiled. "Fellow Daoist, please wait here for a moment. I'll be right back."
Gongsun Mian watched as Zhang Yan strode out of the door. Not long after, he heard a vague voice, and he hurriedly paid attention to it.
At the door, Zhang Yan said to Lu Tianying, "Senior Brother, I'm done here, you can leave now."
Lu Tianying's voice came in, "Then take care, Junior Brother. I'll leave everything here to you, I'll go see Ancestral Master first …"
He couldn't hear what was said next, but he suddenly felt a golden light outside the house, and even inside the house, there was light and shadow flying, the candles swayed, and then a golden light soared into the sky, and disappeared in a flash.
Gongsun Mian was shocked. He was a disciple of a large sect, and he had some knowledge. This light was clearly a flying talisman, a method to summon disciples from tens of thousands of miles away, or even more, back to the sect. Those who could use this method were at least Enlightened Masters.
Moreover, the two words "Ancestral Master" were not casually called, they were at least the head of a sect, and Just Now was worthy of this title.
He couldn't help but feel nervous. The origins of these two people might be greater than he imagined, could it be …
His thoughts suddenly turned to the Six Demon Sects, and his expression couldn't help but turn cold.
The people in Baofeng Temple acted strangely, their cultivation was obviously not weak, but they hid here, and Li Yuanba himself had never heard of them before. This kind of secretive way of doing things was very similar to the Demon Sect.
"No wonder! The One Qi Ganoderma of my Taihao School has never been given to the cultivators of the Demon Sect, so if they want to take it, they can only do it secretly. "
This kind of thing had happened many times before, the disciples of the Demon Sect colluded with the disciples of Taihao School to take the One Qi Ganoderma. He had also heard of it, so the more he thought about it, the more likely it was. He couldn't help but think, "This person's origin is not small, why do I have to fight with him? I can make friends with him instead. "
His mind instantly became active.
One had to know that cultivation was not easy, and although Gongsun Mian was also from a Xuan Gate family, his family had declined a long time ago, and there were only a few people left. If it wasn't for the fact that he had some relationship with the Yue Family, he might not even have been able to get the Cloud Sand to form the Xuan Seed.
Although he was at the Mystic Light Realm now, it was extremely difficult for him to go any further. Just the external herbs needed to form the core were enough to stop him from reaching the Dao.
However, it seemed like this Li Yuanba still needed to rely on him, and if he cooperated, he might be able to get some benefits.
Thinking up to here, he suddenly felt that this was not a bad thing, but a good thing instead.
After Lu Tianying left, Zhang Yan put the Yue Sisters into a Human Bag and slowly walked in.
He had purposely left some of his words out for Gongsun Mian to hear, and he didn't hide the sound of Lu Tianying flying away to scare him. Now that he saw the slight change in Gongsun Mian's expression, he smiled in his heart, knowing that his actions did not go to waste.
After he sat down again, he ordered the servant to serve tea. Lu Tianying had completely put away the reserved attitude of a disciple of a big sect, and he took the initiative to express his goodwill, "Brother Li, there is a senior brother in the Treasure Association who is on good terms with me, and it's his turn to be on duty the day after tomorrow. Why don't we go the day after tomorrow, this matter will be more stable."
Zhang Yan didn't answer him. He just smiled and said, "Brother Gongsun, are you interested in the Dragon Flame Fragrant Tongue Grass in my monastery?"
Gongsun Mian looked a little embarrassed, and he quickly waved his hand, "I don't dare, I don't dare."
Zhang Yan, however, waved his hand, and said very heroically, "What's there to be afraid of? It's just a spirit herb, if you like it, you can have it."
Hearing this, Gongsun Mian's face suddenly showed a stunned expression, and he blurted out, "Brother, you're not joking?"
Seeing that Zhang Yan frowned, as if he was unhappy, he quickly changed his words, "It's a slip of the tongue. Brother, you're such a person, why would you lie to me?"
His expression didn't change, but he was ecstatic inside.
Zhang Yan narrowed his eyes, he first used intimidation and coercion to force Gongsun Mian to bow his head, then faintly revealed the hidden strength behind his back, and finally showed his goodwill. After this series of means, Gongsun Mian no longer had the hostile attitude from before, and even he himself didn't notice the change in his mentality.
Originally, Zhang Yan didn't think that this matter would go so smoothly. If this person didn't succeed, he would just look for another Taihao School disciple, but now it seemed that this person was flexible, so there was no need for that for the time being.
He laughed, and said, "Then Brother, you can stay in my Baofeng Temple for the next two days, I'll go with you the day after tomorrow."
Gongsun Mian hurriedly agreed, he was very tactful, and didn't mention anything about the Yue siblings. On the contrary, with these two people in the other party's hands, both of them could rest assured Just Now.
Zhang Yan returned to his own room, and summoned Lu Tianying's disciples to give them some instructions, saying that he was going to visit the outside world, and that he would return in three to five years at the earliest, or ten years at the latest. He told them that everything was the same, and that there was no need to panic.
Lu Tianying originally didn't care much about things, and since Zhang Yan was with him these few days, there were also people who were suspicious, and it wasn't like no one noticed the flash of golden light just now, so they all thought that the temple master had obtained some kind of celestial fate.
Now that everything was settled, Zhang Yan closed his eyes and thought for a while, and remembered that Zhang Pan hadn't contacted him for a few days, so he took out a Talisman, and wrote a few words on it, and with a flick of his finger, it flew to Zhang Pan's place.
Then, he sat on the couch, and started to cultivate the Mystic Light.
Gongsun Mian stayed in Baofeng Temple for two days, and on the dawn of the third day, he came to invite Zhang Yan.
After the two of them discussed for a while, they each soared into the clouds and flew towards a mountain gate that the Supreme Sky Sect was stationed in.
About four hours later, the two of them arrived at this place.
Taihao School was located in the southeast of Donghua Continent, and there were four mansions and three mountains under it. Although it wasn't as big as Qincang School, it was still considered one of the top ten sects of Xuanmen. This place was called Purple Bamboo Mountain, and it was one of the three mountains.
The mountain gate was located in the depths of the valley. In front of the gate, there was a lush bamboo forest. As far as the eye could see, it was a stretch of verdant green. The bamboo swayed in the wind and the rustling of the wind could be heard. Occasionally, birds and eagles would fly past.
When they arrived at the mountain gate, a female disciple came with the wind, and with a clear voice, she said, "Which senior apprentice-brother is here?"
Gongsun Mian stepped forward, and said, "Is it junior apprentice-sister Guan Rong?"
The female disciple smiled, and said, "So it's senior apprentice-brother Gongsun, I heard that you're a guest at the Yue residence, why are you here today?"
Gongsun Mian said, "It's nothing else. I have a good friend who intends to go to the Treasure Auction, so I brought him here to see uncle-master."
The female disciple's beautiful eyes turned around, and she sized up Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan's body gave off a mighty and unyielding aura from his bones, like an unsheathed blade that pierced the sky. It was completely different from the ethereal and otherworldly temperament of the disciples of Xuanmen, and it was inevitable that people would take a few more glances at him.
The female disciple chuckled, and said, "This senior apprentice-brother is indeed extraordinary. Both of you, please follow junior apprentice-sister into the temple."
Just as Zhang Yan and Gongsun Mian were about to descend to the clouds, a flying carriage suddenly flew past them, causing their robes to flutter violently.
Zhang Yan's eyes narrowed. He could tell that this was intentional, and it was clearly a hidden provocation.
Sure enough, the flying carriage turned around and stopped in front of them. Someone on the carriage laughed, and said, "I was wondering who it was, so it's junior apprentice-brother Gongsun. Since junior apprentice-sister Guan Rong said that the fellow daoist you brought is extraordinary, let me see who he is."
These words were extremely rude, and Gongsun Mian's expression couldn't help but sink, and he snorted.
Zhang Yan took a look and saw that this person was a young cultivator. He wore a tall crown on his head, and a white fox fur coat wrapped around his neck and shoulders. He was holding a black and white raccoon in his arms, and he looked quite handsome. Behind him were four identical beautiful maids, and they were all fifteen or sixteen years old. They wore ornaments and rings, and their figures were graceful. Between their brows, there was a hint of flirtatiousness.
The young cultivator looked over with a smile, and when he saw Zhang Yan, his eyes couldn't help but freeze.
As if he felt that Miao Yi's appearance was outstanding, the young cultivator stopped looking down on him, and he raised his chin, and said, "This fellow daoist, which sect are you from?"
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