Before Zhang Yan could speak, Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong spat and stood between the two with her hands on her hips. She glared fiercely at the young cultivator and pulled on Zhang Yan's sleeve without any hesitation, saying, "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to pay attention to him. Come with us, I'll go and see Martial Uncle first.
The young cultivator was smiling as if he wasn't angry at all, but there was a hint of coldness in the depths of his eyes.
Seeing that Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong had intervened, Gongsun Mian heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, he really didn't want to have a conflict with this person here.
After hesitating for a moment, he whispered in Zhang Yan's ear, "This person is called Yue Hongzhang, a branch disciple of the Yue Clan. His father is one of the elders and deacons of this Treasure Auction. His cultivation isn't very high, but he has recruited many wandering cultivators to work for him. He has a wide circle of friends. When I was staying at the Yue Clan before, I accidentally offended him, so he always comes looking for trouble with me. Today, he saw us together, so if Brother Li meets him in the future, you must be careful."
He also knew that he couldn't influence Zhang Yan's actions, so he could only tell him the truth about this person's background.
Zhang Yan nodded slightly. This kind of thing was more or less common in every clan and sect. He was already used to it, so he didn't take it to heart.
Seeing the two whispering, Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong turned around with dissatisfaction and said, "What are you two whispering about behind us?"
Gongsun Mian smiled bitterly and said, "It's that Yue Hongzhang."
Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong snorted and said, "Don't worry, if he dares to enter the Jade Leaf Monastery, I'll cut off his dog head with my sword."
At this time, the three of them had arrived at the back of the monastery under her guidance. With a wave of her hand, she removed the restrictions here. Among the clouds, a spiritual peak floated in the air, and a waterfall rumbled down, splashing countless jade beads. Celestial cranes and colorful butterflies could be seen flying everywhere, and the Immortal Qi filled the empty valley.
Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong took the lead and led the two to a mountain rock. Zhang Yan landed on the ground and saw a stone tablet beside his feet. On it were three big words, 'Bao Yan Peak'.
Junior Sister Guan Rong didn't stop walking, and the two of them followed her. After going around a few jagged rocks, a row of wide stone steps appeared in front of them.
At a glance, one could vaguely see ten large halls in the clouds, arranged in a zigzag manner according to the mountain. The highest hall was floating in the air, accompanied by a rainbow cloud bridge on both sides.
Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong was about to ascend when she heard a whistling sound coming from the peak. A silver light was flying towards her.
She revealed a surprised expression and reached out to receive it. It turned out to be a flying letter. She opened it and read a few times, then shook her head and turned around to look at Zhang Yan. She said, "I don't know if the two of you are lucky or unlucky. My Martial Uncle Liu wants to see this Senior Martial Brother."
Gongsun Mian's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong said to Gongsun Mian, "Since it's Martial Uncle Liu's arrangement, Senior Martial Brother Gongsun can wait in the side hall. I'll bring this Daoist brother to see Martial Uncle."
She glanced at Zhang Yan and said, "Fellow Daoist, please follow me. Up ahead is the Falling Geese Stream. If an illusion appears, you must guard your mind. You can only move forward and must not turn back. Otherwise, if you fall into the bottomless abyss, I won't be able to save you."
After she finished speaking, she swung her slender waist and flew into the clouds.
Gongsun Mian hurriedly came over and whispered, "Fellow Daoist Li, this Martial Uncle Liu of mine has a strange temper. When he's in a good mood, he'll casually send us away, but when he's in a bad mood, he'll play around with our disciples. Fellow Daoist Li, you must be careful."
After saying that, he shot a few glances at them.
Needless to say, Zhang Yan immediately understood from his glances that he wanted him to be careful. This so-called "Martial Uncle Liu" was definitely not as simple as he made it out to be. However, Gongsun Mian was afraid that if he said it out loud, it would be overheard by the other party, so he could only hint at himself.
Zhang Yan nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. He took a step forward, and a vast cloud appeared under his feet, lifting him up into the air. He chased after Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong's figure.
Gongsun Mian circled a few times on the spot. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Oh no, the Falling Geese Stream? Isn't this the place where Old Demon Deng was imprisoned? Could it be that Martial Uncle Liu has discovered Fellow Daoist Li's identity? "
Gongsun Mian's body trembled. Although Zhang Yan did not tell him his identity, he had long believed that Zhang Yan was a cultivator from the Devil's Doctrine.
He felt that if the sect came up with a crime of colluding with a cultivator from the Devil's Doctrine and put it on him, he would not be able to bear the responsibility and would be expelled from the sect.
For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. However, after weighing the pros and cons, he decided to wait and see. He thought to himself, "Fellow Daoist Li, this Martial Uncle Liu's mana is not as strong as it used to be. You must not reveal any flaws."
Zhang Yan followed Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong and landed on an isolated cliff. There were weeds and withered vines everywhere. It happened to be the side where the light could not reach, so it was cold and damp. Junior Martial Sister Guan Rong did not seem to want to stay here for long. She wrinkled her nose and pointed to a cave in front of them, saying, "Fellow Daoist, I won't send you off. Martial Uncle Liu has a strange temper, I don't want to see him. You can go in by yourself."
She took out another talisman and handed it to Zhang Yan, saying, "If you have the chance to come out later, send this talisman and I will come to pick you up."
Zhang Yan nodded and cupped his hands to bid farewell to her. Then, he tidied up his robe and strode into the cave.
As soon as he entered, he saw a child walking towards him and said coldly, "Follow me."
The cave was ten feet high and very spacious. The floor was paved with green jade, and the stone walls were brightened with pearls.
Zhang Yan followed the child into the inner hall and saw a short Daoist with two buns on his head sitting cross-legged on a couch. His eyes were half-closed and half-open. He was less than three feet tall and his white beard touched the ground. In front of him was a withered bamboo cane with a purple-red gourd hanging on it. On the side wall, there was a painting of a Daoist in green.
When Zhang Yan saw the painting, although his expression did not change, he was slightly shocked. The Daoist in the painting was obviously Qi Yuntian!
He thought about it and looked at the appearance of the Daoist again. He immediately guessed the identity of this Daoist.
This Daoist was very famous among the ten sects of Xuanmen. He was Han Guzhen of the Taihao Sect.
The reason why Zhang Yan knew about this Daoist was because Qi Yuntian had mentioned it to him.
This Daoist had fought with Qi Yuntian during the sword tournament of the 16 sects. However, Qi Yuntian was more skilled that day and broke the Yuanying of this Daoist. In one night, this Daoist shrunk from an eight feet tall man to a short old man who was less than three feet tall.
Since then, this Daoist had never entered the sect again.
Zhang Yan did not expect that he was here to meet this Daoist.
Han Guzhen squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully. In a hoarse voice, he said, "No wonder Daoren felt that you, a junior, have a different aura from ordinary cultivators. So it is because you cultivate the Dao of Strength. It is not as I thought …"
Seeing this, he seemed to lose interest. He waved his sleeve and said, "You can leave."
Zhang Yan smiled and cupped his hands towards Han Gu before he turned around and walked out.
Han Guzhen frowned. After a while, he said to himself, "No, why don't I know of any other Dao of Strength that looks like this?"
How could it be so easy to cultivate the Dao of Strength? It was true that those who walked this Dao were not simple people. However, one also had to look at their background. This was because the Dao of Strength consumed more resources than the Dao of Qi. If it was not for the full support of a large clan or sect, it was impossible to have such a Dao of Strength.
The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became. However, he could not be thick-skinned and call Zhang Yan back. He subconsciously stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to calculate.
But just as he made this action, his body froze. He sighed and put down his hand. That day, if it was not for his vain attempt to calculate the flaw in Qi Yun Yao's Dao, causing his mana to be greatly reduced, Qi Yun Yao would not have broken his Yuanying Dao with a bolt of Purple Heaven Thunder.
After thinking for a while, he took out a few bamboo tokens and made a divination. This was just an unintentional act to relieve his boredom. But the divination made him surprised. He stroked his beard and thought for a while. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and said, "Where is Tong Er?"
Tong Er hurriedly ran in.
Han Guzhen took out a talisman and said, "Take this to the outside of the mountain. If there is a disciple with the surname Yue there, give this talisman to him and tell him to do this …" He whispered a few words, then waved his sleeve and said, "Go."
Tong Er was swept up by a gust of wind and walked out of the cave in a daze. When he woke up, he found himself outside the mountain. He looked up and saw a flying carriage suspended in the air. He shouted, "Is your surname Yue?"
Yue Hong Zhang was playing with a few maids on the flying carriage. When he heard the voice, he felt strange. He looked down and smiled, "Where did this Tong come from? You look handsome. That's right, my surname is Yue. What business do you have with me? "
Tong Er's face was stiff. He threw an item in his hand and said, "Catch."
Yue Hong Zhang did not think much of it at first. But after he caught the item, his expression changed. He quickly lowered the flying carriage and got off. He went forward and cupped his hands. He said in a low voice, "Junior Martial Brother, please don't blame me. I don't know your identity. What do you have to say to me?"
Tong Er said arrogantly, "I want you to say that if someone comes out later …" He paused and described Zhang Yan's appearance. "I want you to think of a way to test him. It's best if you fight him. If you can find out more about him, I will definitely reward you."
Yue Hong Zhang thought for a moment and answered without hesitation, "Junior Martial Brother, please go back and report to me. Just say that I will not let you down."
His words were loud and resolute. Tong Er was very satisfied. He said, "Then do your best." He turned around and went back to the mountain gate.
Yue Hong Zhang looked at the back of the Tong Er, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
The maid behind him walked up and hugged his arm. She said, "Young Master, isn't the person this Tong Er is talking about the person who was with Gongsun Mian just now?"
Yue Hong Zhang nodded and said, "That's right. It's him!"
The maid giggled and said, "Then how does Young Master plan to deal with him?"
Yue Hong Zhang sneered and said, "Did I say I was going to deal with him?
The maid was shocked. She said, "Young Master, that's an order from me."
Yue Hong Zhang sneered, "Bullsh * t! That Han Guzi's foundation was destroyed by Qi Yunyao. Later on, his disciples were all killed by the Shaoqing Sect. He didn't even dare to make a sound. You want to use me, Yue Hong Zhen, as a tool? Don't even think about it. "
(To be continued)
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