After receiving Qi Yuntian's support, Huo Xuan's confidence increased greatly. After returning to the palace, he made some arrangements and secretly spread the news that he was going to support a few small outer sects. However, he wasn't sure which sect he was going to support, causing a lot of undercurrents.
On this day, two cultivators, one male and one female, arrived outside the Great Lake of Dragon Abyss. They were both Mystic Light Realm cultivators.
One of them looked to be around ten years old. He had a thin blue sash around his waist, and his hair was casually tied into a bun instead of a scarf. The bottom of his daoist robe was hidden in a pair of boots, and his movements were very casual.
As for the woman, she was dressed in a palace robe with cloud-like hair. Her appearance was beautiful, and compared to the young cultivator's carefree attitude, she appeared even more dignified.
The young cultivator looked at the vast Great Lake of Dragon Abyss. The water and sky merged into one, the egrets flew across the sky, and the verdant islands were like stars in the sky, faintly discernible in the vast mist. He widened his eyes and shouted, "So this is the Yue Cang Sect! It's much bigger than my Blue Feather Pavilion. "
The beautiful female frowned slightly and said, "Little brother, if you see Huo Zhenren later, remember to be careful with your words and actions. Don't be so frivolous."
The young cultivator instantly became impatient and said, "I know, I know."
At this moment, a flying boat flew over and arrived in front of them. The supervising disciple looked at the two and said coldly, "Where did you two come from?"
Although he was only at the Light Qi Realm, he didn't put them in his eyes at all.
Once the news of Huo Xuan supporting a small sect was spread out, many disciples came to ask about it. Many came over the past few days.
In the past, the supervising disciple was very free, but he was very annoyed over the past few days, especially after the incident with Ji Suihan from the Yuan Yang Sect. He was afraid that the disciples of the Demonic Dao Sect would also be involved, so he didn't have a good expression on his face.
The siblings had also been to the Southern Flower Sect before. The disciple on duty also had a cold expression, and the two had been told to be careful with their words and actions, so they didn't mind.
The female walked lightly on the mystic light. Wan Fu bowed and said, "Yan Xiyue of the Blue Feather Pavilion and my brother Yan Xiaoyang are here to visit Huo Zhenren of Qincang School."
Yan Xiaoyang added on from the side, "We had previously sent a letter to Spiritual Master Huo. It was you who summoned us here. "
"So you're here to see Spiritual Master Huo …"
When the managing disciple heard the meaning of the words, it seemed that these two people had some friendship with Huo Xuan. His expression immediately eased up a little, and he cupped his hands and said, "So it turns out to be old friends of Daoist Huo. I wonder if you have proof?"
The siblings had been prepared for this. Yan Xiyue took out a talisman from her pouch and placed it in her pale palm. He handed it over to the managing disciple.
Although Huo Xuan wanted to support the small sects, he also knew that this matter could not be accomplished overnight. He still needed these sects to send their disciples to discuss matters, but he was also afraid that they would collude with one another. Therefore, he had only sent letters to three sects, and the Biyu Pavilion was one of them.
In the past, if Bi Yuxuan heard such news, he would not be willing to pay attention to it at all.
However, when the demonic tribulation started, they were from the Celestial Sect of Wonders. If they did not rely on a large tree, they might be annihilated in the blink of an eye. Therefore, after the sect master and the elders of the sect discussed. They decided to send the two of them to investigate.
The managing disciple did not dare to be careless. He grabbed the talisman and carefully examined it. After confirming that it was real, he returned the talisman. He cupped his hands and said, "Excuse me."
The siblings did not dare to be arrogant, and they also returned the courtesy, saying that it was fine.
Yan Xiyue asked for guidance, "We do not know the way. May I ask, Daoist, where should we go to see Spiritual Master Huo? "
The managing disciple said, "You can go east and see a mountain that looks like a brush stand. Go to the mountain peak and find an elder surnamed Zheng. He will naturally guide you."
Yan Xiyue hurriedly said, "Thank you for your guidance, Daoist."
The managing disciple did not say anything else. He turned the flying vessel around and turned behind an island peak, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The two of them searched for a way and flew eastward. After traveling for less than twenty miles, they saw a mountain that looked exactly like the pen rack. On the peak of the mountain, there was a temple with red walls and green tiles. Several colorful peacocks were looking for food in front of the temple.
Yan Xiaoyang couldn't help but laugh. "This mixed peacock was originally a high-grade creature, but it has been raised to the point where it has lost all its spirituality. It must have never accumulated any virtue in its past life, which is why it followed the wrong master."
Yan Xiyue was displeased. She glared at him and said, "Just Now I've taught you a lesson. How can you forget it in the blink of an eye?"
Yan Xiaoyang shut his mouth resentfully.
That peacock was actually not that bad. It was just that Biuyu Xuan's Spirit Nurturing Art was far inferior. However, his words were loud enough to be heard by the master of the temple. A beam of profound light surged, and a Daoren walked out. He cupped his hands and said, "Where have you come from?"
Yan Xiyue hurriedly said, "We are here to see Spiritual Master Huo. Just Now, we've received the guidance of the managing disciple. We are here to find Elder Chen."
That Daoren said indifferently, "I am Elder Chen. Since you are looking for Spiritual Master Huo, you must be here for that important matter. However, Spiritual Master Huo is currently receiving guests, so I'm afraid he has no time to spare. You can go see Senior Brother Fang Zhenlu. He is the vice-chancellor of the Spiritual Mechanism Institute. He can take care of this matter."
The siblings didn't suspect anything. They first asked for the directions, thanked him, and then left.
Daoren looked at their backs and sneered. He retracted the profound light and landed in the temple.
After the Yan siblings arrived at the Spiritual Mechanism Institute, they reported their names. After a while, they were invited in. They saw a handsome young Daoist in a white robe and a tall hat sitting in the hall. They went up to greet him.
Fang Zhenlu sized them up. He did not invite them to sit. He only frowned and said, "You are the disciples of Biyu Pavilion?"
Yan Xiyue said carefully, "Yes. The sect master is my daughter's mother."
In Fang Zhenlu's eyes, even if the sect masters of these small sects came personally, he would not care, let alone two mere disciples. He said coldly, "According to what I know, the founder of Biyu Pavilion was a disciple of Nanhua Sect. He had to deal with the Thousand Year Devil Tribulation. Why did you come to my Qincang School instead of the Nanhua Sect?"
Previously, he was defeated by a boy from Shaoqing Sect and lost all face. It was all thanks to Zhang Yan that he got rid of the trouble.
Later, Huo Xuan received orders from the Chen Clan to try to restore some of his reputation. That was why he was sent to Yaoyin Mountain. He felt that there would be no problems this time, but in the end, he still ended up with a strong start and a weak finish. Not only did he use the protective talisman that Spiritual Master Chen gave him, he did not even know how he escaped. Thus, he was blamed by the Chen Clan.
Fortunately, he and Huo Xuan were the son-in-law of the Chen Clan. Under their care, he could be considered to have a part in supporting the small sect.
However, as Chen Feng's cultivation became more and more profound, there were rumors in the Chen Clan that he would be replaced in the next competition. In addition, Madam Chen scolded him at home every day. He was also depressed. Facing these two, he did not have a good expression and spoke very rudely.
Yan Xiaoyang revealed a bit of annoyance. Yan Xiyue's expression did not change. She said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "Senior apprentice-brother Fang, please allow me to report. Although my sect's ancestral master was an elder of the Southern Flower Sect, it has already been several hundred years since he left. Even if we had some friendship in the past, it has long since disappeared with the passing of senior. Moreover, my mother and I have previously exchanged letters with Spiritual Master Huo. It is Just now that I have this trip."
Fang Zhenlu was not satisfied with these words at all. If he helped Biyu Xuan, what would he do if he helped the Southern Flower Sect?
He would inevitably be scolded by the Chen Clan again. Right now, he did not seek to gain merit, only to avoid making mistakes. Thus, he said, "Senior apprentice-brother Huo has been very busy recently and has no time to see you. Please return in a few days."
Finished speaking, he did not give the two a chance to speak at all. He actually stood up and swaggered off just like that.
At this time, a servant from the Spiritual Mechanism Institute came up and gestured for the siblings to leave. He said, "You two, please."
The Yan siblings had no choice but to leave.
After leaving the Spiritual Mechanism Institute, Yan Xiaoyang had nowhere to vent his anger. Even he could hear the perfunctory tone in Fang Zhenlu's words. He clenched his fists and said, "This person is too rude. My Biyu Xuan may be a small sect, but it does not mean that Qincang School can order us around!"
Yan Xiyue sighed. Regardless of whether they succeeded or failed, if they returned without even seeing Huo Xuan, it would be too inexcusable. Her thoughts spun a few times. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes lit up. She turned around and grabbed Yan Xiaoyang's hand. She said resolutely, "Little brother, let's go."
Yan Xiaoyang said in confusion, "Sister, are we going to return just like that? But, but how are we going to explain this to Mother?"
A strange light appeared in Yan Xiyue's beautiful eyes. She said, "Who said we're going back? I don't believe it. The Qincang School is so big that we can't find a suitable person to talk to. Let's go find Senior Brother Zhang Yan. In terms of ranking in Qincang School, he is even above Fang Zhenlu."
Yan Xiaoyang was startled. He couldn't help but come to a realization. He said happily, "Right, right. Senior Brother Zhang is so amazing. He will definitely be able to help us."
Meanwhile, within the main hall of the Clear Nether Heavenly Lake, the rumbling of thunder reverberated throughout the abode. In the palm of Zhang Yan, a purple bolt of lightning as thick as a finger flickered and leaped about. It shot out dozens of feet, twisting back and forth as if it wanted to fly out. From time to time, it would crackle, leaving behind faint scorch marks wherever it passed.
Another half a year passed in the blink of an eye. After he repeatedly evolved it in the damaged jade, the obstruction of the technique's circulation was no longer a problem for him.
In this one year, the mass of essence energy in his abdomen had been scattered and reassembled twelve times. Now, he could slightly circulate the power of thunder, but it was still not enough to fight with others.
Divine arts weren't easy to cultivate. After thirty-six revolutions, he could Just Now Unleash the might of divine thunder, so he needed at least another three years.
He clenched his fist, and with a pa sound, the lightning scattered in all directions. He stood up and turned around to check on the Nine Subduing Demon Slip. Although it was still shrouded in mist, it was much smaller than before.
He paid close attention for a moment and discovered that there was still a small piece of bone that hadn't melted, but it wouldn't take long.
He smiled slightly and sat back down on the couch. He was about to continue silently circulating his technique when he saw a flash of light. The mirror spirit walked out from the door and said, "Master, there is a man and a woman outside the abode. They say they are old friends of Master and wish to enter the abode to pay their respects."
When Zhang Yan heard this, he reached out his hand and brushed the small mirror. The scene outside the abode was immediately reflected in.
He took a glance and saw the two sisters. He couldn't help but be surprised. After a little calculation in his mind, he revealed a meaningful smile and said, "It really is two old friends. Zhang Jing, go and welcome them in. Don't neglect them."
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