Gazing at the distant mountains
Desiring to ascend to the cold peak
Tu Xuan crashed into the rocks and died. His corpse fell from the sky and fell from the clouds. This scene made the disciples of Qincang School outside of Luanmingji look at each other.
At that time, smoke and fire rose into the sky and mixed together. Looking up, it was a vast expanse. They could only vaguely see that Tu Xuan was forced to retreat by Zhang Yan's Mysterious Yellow Hand. Although the situation was critical, Tu Xuan did not admit defeat. Everyone thought that he still had some tricks that he had not used, so they watched attentively. Who would have thought that he would suddenly do something like this?
Zhang Yan's last sigh seemed to have become a footnote. All the disciples sighed. This Senior Brother Tu was defeated, and he actually wanted to die out of anger. He was indeed unusually unyielding.
However, there were also people who secretly despised him. They thought that Tu Xuan was really a sore loser. They didn't know how he cultivated to this stage. No wonder he only condensed a small golden core. With this kind of state of mind, how could he talk about immortality?
It wasn't that no one among the onlookers had doubts in their hearts. However, Tu Xuan's action was indeed done by himself. It could be seen that no one forced him, so they could only suppress this doubt in their hearts and shake their heads in silence.
At this time, no one noticed that Zhang Yan secretly extended a finger from his sleeve. A trace of turbid air floated out from his fingertip and dissipated into the smoke and dust.
When he fought with Tu Xuan just now, what he used was not his own Dan Evil, but the golden core that Tao Zhenren gave him. Now, he had squeezed out all the essence in it. At this point, it could be said to have died of old age.
The reason why he did this was also because of deep consideration. He expected that there would be people who would come to check on him, so he couldn't let these people do as they wished.
Although he wanted to compete for the position of the top ten disciples, and if he did not display sufficient potential, it would be impossible for him to attract the attention of the upper echelons of the Master and Disciple Line. However, he had his own plans in mind. Now was not the time to completely reveal his trump card. He still needed to patiently wait for an opportunity. Therefore, he only needed to reveal a bit of his ability today.
Nothing could be accomplished in one go. Even though being eager for quick success could allow one to be in the limelight for a while, it also meant that danger would arrive one after another in a short period of time. However, if one needed to take things step by step and move forward slowly, then the additional variables that appeared on the way could be dealt with in a timely manner and wouldn't cause one to be flustered.
Zhang Yan had always been bold and good at taking advantage of the situation. He dared to act decisively at the critical moment, but every time he acted, he would weigh the pros and cons. He would never act rashly.
Actually, he was not wrong at all. After the battle ended, a few gazes that were mixed in the crowd left quietly. Among them was a young Daoist who wore a Righteous Scarf and robes. He had a faint smile on his face as he stepped on a cloud and arrived high up in the sky.
He waited for a while, and then a tall and straight Daoren with a head of white hair and a face of a child arrived. The young Daoist hurriedly went forward to greet him. "I didn't expect to meet Martial Uncle Han here. Martial Nephew greets you."
Daoren stroked his beard with a smile. "So it's Nephew Zheng Chang. Since we've met, then let's go together."
Zheng Chang smiled. He was here precisely to wait for this person. He immediately said respectfully, "Long time no see, Martial Nephew also wants to seek Martial Uncle's help."
He turned his body to the side and made a gesture of invitation. That Daoren took a look and nodded to go first. Zheng Chang followed slightly behind by half a shoulder and also followed.
The two chatted as they walked, talking about some old stories. After chatting for a while, Zheng Chang changed the topic and said, "I saw that Zhang Yan today. I didn't expect him to have already condensed his core. That Tu Xuan's loss was not undeserved."
Martial Uncle Han said indifferently, "Zhang Yan has guts too. He actually dared to condense his core outside the sect. If I'm not wrong, he must have received help from an expert."
Zheng Chang looked up at Daoren and probed in a low voice, "Then Martial Uncle, what do you think that Zhang Yan's core is at?"
Martial Uncle Han pondered for a moment and said, "Looking at that smoke, it should not be lower than sixth grade, but it should not be higher than fourth grade."
Zheng Chang also nodded in agreement and said in a relaxed manner, "Martial Uncle's discerning eyes are indeed not wrong. This nephew also thinks so. If that's the case, there is no need to worry about this person. Previously, I paid too much attention to this person."
Martial Uncle Han's white eyebrows raised slightly and said in a low voice, "I don't think so about Daoren. That Zhang Yan's reputation among the younger disciples is very high. After this battle, his name will definitely spread far and wide. If we don't stop him, he will also be a disaster in the future."
Zheng Chang could not help but be a little puzzled and said in surprise, "Why does Martial Uncle Han say so? He only defeated a small Golden Core cultivator. Although his core is above sixth grade, there are many people in the sect who have higher success than him. Why is there a need for Martial Uncle to be so worried? "
Martial Uncle Han shook his head and sighed, "If it was someone else, it would be fine. But have you forgotten that this person is a true disciple? Moreover, in less than twenty years, he has already formed his core. His speed is so fast that it is rare even for those with outstanding talent. Moreover, he has a cave in his hand, so it is not necessarily impossible for him to catch a glimpse of Yuanying. If we wait for him to become stronger, it will not be easy to suppress him."
Zheng Chang carefully thought about it and felt that there was some truth in it. However, right now Zhang Yan was still a Core Formation cultivator, and the grade of his core could only be said to be passable. His reputation was nothing in his eyes, but he did not feel that it was much of a threat. This Martial Uncle Han was making a big fuss over a minor issue. However, out of respect, he still followed along and said, "Martial Uncle's words are not wrong. Then why don't we find a reason to get rid of him?"
Martial Uncle Han waved his hand and said, "No! His core is above the sixth-grade, and he is a true disciple. No matter how bad he is, he can still become an Elder. He is not so easy to get rid of. If we really make a move, it will instead force the Master and disciple line to take the opportunity to make trouble. The gains do not make up for the losses. This is not something that a wise person would do. "
Zheng Chang was slightly puzzled, but when he turned to look, he saw that the other person looked like he had the pearl of wisdom in his hands. It was obvious that he already had a plan in mind, so he said, "Then according to Martial Uncle's opinion …"
Martial Uncle Han chuckled and said calmly, "There are thousands of ways, but at this time, I coincidentally met an old friend. He offered me a wonderful plan. If it is done well, not only can the Master and disciple line's overbearing attitude be somewhat restrained, but we can also take the opportunity to extinguish this person's arrogance."
Zheng Chang's expression changed, and immediately put on an appearance of listening attentively. He bowed and said, "Please speak clearly, Martial Uncle."
Now that he was able to run into this Martial Uncle Han here, it was because she had purposely allowed him to see her. Thus, he could conclude that Lady Han definitely had something to discuss with his Lady Zheng, which was why he decided to stay and wait.
And at this moment, he had already heard that this Martial Uncle's so-called old friend was just an excuse. In fact, it was Martial Uncle Han who was leaking some information to his Zheng family, so of course he would find a way to find out.
Martial Uncle Han stroked his beard and said unhurriedly, "In the past ten years, there have been a few outstanding disciples from our various clans who have completed their core, but they have not yet reported it to the sect. In order to encourage the younger generation, we can have a Pill Grading and Weighing Conclave, and since Zhang Yan is a true disciple of the Master and disciple line, he must come."
Zheng Chang was startled at first, then his expression became excited, and he pounded his palms, praising incessantly, "Good plan, good plan!"
There was originally a rule in Qincang School that every few decades, when a true disciple completed their core, they had to hold a conclave to weigh the disciple's Fa Li and the grade of the completed core. In reality, this was also a competition between the Master and disciple line and the true disciple of the Xuanmen aristocratic families.
However, since there had been changes in the Qincang School, because there had not been a true disciple in the Master and disciple line for a hundred years, there was naturally no need to hold such a conclave.
But after the Battle of the Three Pools, the Master and disciple line pressed forward step by step, and there was a tendency to once again surpass the aristocratic families, so the various clans were also planning countermeasures.
And Zhang Yan gave them an opportunity. He was a true disciple of the Master and disciple line, so the various clans could take this opportunity to propose a Pill Grading Conclave to frighten the disciples in the sect, and let them clearly recognize that the Xuanmen aristocratic families still could not be ignored, and that they were still the pillars that supported the Qincang School.
Although this move did not see the shadow of knives and swords, or a reign of terror, it could greatly deter the Master and disciple line.
Zheng Chang's thoughts turned like lightning, and he already understood that this was not a decision that the Han family could make in a moment. It must be a secret plot between the five families, and they had already reached a tacit understanding with each other. They were only waiting for Zhang Yan to complete his core, and then they would throw out this matter. In a sense, Zhang Yan refining the core at this time was instead what they hoped to see.
But the five families had a transcendent status among the aristocratic families, and they could not directly walk to the front of the stage, then there would be no room for buffer, so this matter needed another family to take the lead, and the Zheng family was the head of the twelve great families, whether it was prestige or power, it was enough to push this matter.
Zheng Chang thought for a long time, and said, "If we can really hold a Pill Grading Conclave again, when the time comes, we can choose a few outstanding talents, and we can also show that our aristocratic families are full of talents, enough to suppress the Master and disciple line. This nephew will go back and report this matter to the elders in the clan."
Senior Uncle Han chuckled, and with a wave of his sleeve, he said, "That is how it should be. If there is good news, don't forget to tell this old man. I will go now."
Zheng Chang hurriedly bowed again, and when he raised his head, this Senior Uncle Han had already disappeared without a trace.
At this time, Zhang Yan also stepped out of Luanming Ji. He had won this battle, but his expression was calm, and there was not a trace of arrogance or complacency. With a light wave of his sleeve, he walked out unhurriedly on the wind. Those who were familiar with him, such as Xie Zongyuan, Feng Ming, and the others, surrounded him to congratulate him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Yan also invited everyone to sit at the Clear Nether Heavenly Lake on another day, and talk about the feelings of parting.
After this group of people bid farewell to him, he came before Fan Changqing, and cupped his hands, saying, "Senior Brother Fan, I have kept you waiting."
Fan Changqing also cupped his hands to return the greeting, and laughed, "Junior Brother has succeeded in condensing the Core, I congratulate you."
What he said earlier about coming here under Qi Yuntian's instructions was not all nonsense. When he heard that Zhang Yan had killed Wan Zhang and Wen An as soon as he returned, Qi Yuntian thought far ahead, and thus ordered Fan Changqing to come here to check on Zhang Yan's current cultivation.
As early as when Zhang Yan came into their sight, because of his identity as a true disciple, Qi Yuntian felt that he might be able to help him in the future.
Now that the relationship between master and disciple was about to rise again, their next step was to help Ning Chongxuan win the position of the top ten disciples.
And just Ning Chongxuan alone was not enough, not enough to completely suppress the aristocratic families of Xuanmen …
It should be known that although Qi Yuntian was a Yuanying cultivator, and the third generation Senior Brother, it was very likely that he would be the next Sect Leader, but this position was not without people coveting it. Not to mention the several outstanding disciples in the aristocratic families, even Zhuang Bufan and the others had the intention to replace him, so he also needed a capable person in the sect to share the pressure for him.
Zhang Yan had shown enough potential in the early days, so he was also regarded by Qi Yuntian as one of the candidates for the top ten disciples after Ning Chongxuan.
However, Zhang Yan was not the only one in Qi Yuntian's hands, there were a few others who were also the best of the master and disciple lineage. Who could stand out in the end, it would depend on their own means.
This was also what Qi Yuntian was happy to see. In this way, he could make these disciples compete with each other, and he could stand out and firmly control these people in the palm of his hand, paving the way for him to take over the position of Sect Leader in the future.
Now that Fan Changqing had identified it, he already had an idea in his heart. Although the quality of Zhang Yancheng Dan did not exceed his expectations, it was not that bad either. He would naturally go back and discuss with Qi Yuntian how to support him next.
However, he did not know that Zhang Yan had never been a person who was unwilling to be inferior to others, and would not play according to the chess game that they had set up.
He had his own position in his heart, and long before returning to the sect, he had already planned a countermeasure, so when talking to Fan Changqing, he was neither too distant nor too close to him.
Unexpectedly, his attitude caused Fan Changqing to think even more highly of him. After chatting with him for a while, Fan Changqing left with a smile on his face.
Before leaving, he said meaningfully, "Junior Brother Zhang, work hard on your cultivation, there will be a place for you in the sect in the future!"
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