"Since Zhenren Cheng has left, the great event can be expected!"
As he held the letter in his hand, even someone as solemn as him could not help but reveal a smile on his face.
With the departure of this Daoist Master Paradise, the biggest obstacle in front of Lie Xuan Sect had disappeared without a trace. Although they had paid a great price to invite that person, compared to the divine beast egg, it was nothing.
After a while, he slowly calmed down. He put down the letter and said to the blue-robed Taoist sitting to his right, "Nephew Rui, how is the arrangement going?"
Daoist Rui said, "Martial Nephew has already prepared the ancestral master's divine statue and is only waiting to go to Pingxi to bury it. But this time, we have used up all the resources that our cult has accumulated for hundreds of years. Now the warehouse is empty, enough for horses to gallop; there is nothing left."
Obviously, Gong Yangsheng didn't care about this at all. He said, "It doesn't matter. These things are there to be used. As long as we succeed, we can buy them back. Martial Nephew, you don't have to feel bad."
Daoist Rui agreed. He paused and tried to mention something. "Recently, Qingshi Temple and Jinling Sect have been paying attention to our sect's movements. Martial Nephew doesn't know how to make arrangements to hide from their eyes and ears."
Gong Yangsheng sighed inwardly. This Martial Nephew's ability to handle matters was very mediocre. It seemed like he still had to ask him about such a small matter.
Fortunately, this person was obedient enough. Disciples like Ye Jiliu, although their cultivation was not weak, were arrogant and unruly just because of their abilities. They were difficult to control.
He already had a plan in mind regarding this matter, thereupon he said, "This matter is easy to hear, you go spread the news. Let's say that four years from now, on the sixth day of the eighth month, it will be my Patriarch's five-hundred-year Ascension Ceremony, that we should gather the Cult's people to celebrate. Shizhi, what do you think of this excuse? "
Daoist Rui was startled and said in admiration, "Martial Uncle's plan is brilliant."
The Lie Xuan Sect had only been established for less than five hundred years. Whether Venerable Yi Ya had ascended or not, those who had lived longer in the Middle Pillar State were all very clear in their hearts. However, they could not stop the Lie Xuan Sect from flattering themselves.
If he used this as an excuse to gather all the elders together, he would not be able to do so. It could indeed reduce the suspicions of Qingshi Temple and Golden Towering Sect to the greatest extent, and it could also lower the guard of Zhen Luo Alliance.
Daoist Rui was full of praise for this policy, but Ram Sheng shook his head slightly. He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip before asking, "How is that Daoist Zhang?"
Zhang Yan was the key to the success or failure of this trip, so how could Daoist Rui not pay attention to him? Over at Shuang Fengyue's place, there had always been spies keeping an eye on him.
He didn't even think before replying, "It was said in the recent letters. In front of the Heavenly Cauldron of Earth Fire, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave without several years. "
Gong Yangsheng's hand suddenly paused and said, "I heard that the higher the grade of the treasure, the longer it takes to refine it?"
Priest Rui answered honestly, "Martial Nephew doesn't understand this, but I've asked many experts before. I think so. "
Gong Yangsheng slowly put down the teacup and said solemnly, "Then, Junior Nephew, do you think that if Priest Zhang fails, will he leave early?"
Daoist Rui was stunned. He had never thought of this. But on second thought, this was indeed a problem. If Zhang Yan failed to refine the treasure, he would definitely fling his sleeves and return to the Donghua Continent. But if that was the case, wouldn't all their arrangements be for naught?
He hesitated. "This … Liang and Wei are both Master Blacksmiths, I don't think they will fail, right?"
Gong Yangsheng gazed into the distance, and only after a long while did he say, "There's always a chance. Send a letter to tell Shang Teng that he must be safe before our sect takes action."
Daoist Rui didn't dare to disobey and said, "Martial Nephew understands."
Gong Yangsheng pondered for a moment. He continued, "Also, tell him to quickly obtain the method to open the Twin Peaks Moon Restriction. If it really doesn't work, he has to find a way to deal with Huang Zuoguang before we go there."
One did not know how long one had been cultivating. On the Twin Moon Peak, winter passed and spring came. Four years had passed unknowingly.
One day, in the Daoist Palace of Feiyu, Huang Zuoguang was refining a treasure when he suddenly heard a Daoist child reporting that Shang Teng had invited him to discuss some matters.
He couldn't help but feel surprised. He and Shang Teng had never been on good terms. In the past, Che Yi would mediate between them, so they were still at peace. However, once Che Yi left, even if they bumped into each other, they would only greet each other. Why would he invite him today?
Huang Zuoguang pondered. Was there something important in the alliance that Shang Teng suddenly invited him?
With that thought, he didn't dare to delay any longer and immediately set off. According to the letter, he met Shang Teng at a pavilion in the back mountain of the Daoist Palace.
The place was surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there was a waterfall hanging from the cliff. The fragrance of flowers filled the air, and the scenery was beautiful.
The guard of the Twin Moon Peak changed every thirty years. Huang Zuoguang usually only cared about cultivating and rarely went out, so he didn't know when such a beautiful scenery had been created in the back mountain.
After sitting in the pavilion for a while, he suddenly saw a light fall not far away. After the light faded, Shang Teng appeared. He walked into the pavilion and bowed to Huang Zuoguang, "Brother Huang, I had something to deal with just now, so I came late. Please forgive me."
Shang Teng usually spoke coldly to Huang Zuoguang, so the latter was suddenly not used to his politeness. After a slight pause, he said, "Brother, I wonder why you asked me to come here?"
Shang Teng looked down the mountain. This place was specially chosen by him. It was remote and quiet. When the two of them talked, no one dared to come close. However, he still seemed worried and said in a deep voice, "Brother, please wait a moment."
He waved his hand and a gray smoke spread out. In a moment, it covered everything within a hundred feet. Not only was the wind and rain unable to pass through, but even the sun, moon, and stars could not enter.
An imperceptible smile appeared on Shang Zhen's face. In this way, no one would be able to detect anything that happened here.
Although Huang Zuoguang was suspicious, he did not speak when he saw Shang Zhen being so cautious. Only when Shang Zhen sat down did he ask anxiously, "Brother, what happened?"
Shang Teng reached into his sleeve and took out a letter, saying, "Brother, please take a look."
Huang Zuoguang did not know what was going on. He quickly took the letter and flipped through it. He was shocked by the content and cried out, "What, Lie Xuan Sect is actually planning such a scheme?"
Because the news of the Lie Xuan Sect's ceremony had spread to the entire world, everyone knew that on that day, the elders of the sect would probably have to return to the main altar. As the day approached, the pressure on the Zhen Luo Alliance was greatly reduced and they relaxed a lot.
However, this letter said that Lie Xuan Sect was planning to deceive everyone and was preparing to launch a surprise attack on the Twin Moon Peak.
Huang Zuoguang never thought that there was an inside story. He found it hard to believe and the more he read, the more shocked he became.
After he finished reading, he put down the letter in his hand and said, "Brother, where did you get this news from?"
Shang Teng shook his head and pointed at his hand, saying, "Just Now I got this news, so I did not dare to make a decision. I immediately invited you over. There is an inside story written on the back of this letter. Brother, you will understand if you continue reading."
Huang Zuoguang was startled. He hurriedly flipped the letter over and saw a portrait drawn on it.
A Daoist was sitting cross-legged. There was a treasure light behind him and he had a peaceful expression. He looked like an immortal.
He had fought with Lie Xuan Sect for many years, so he immediately recognized that it was the portrait of his sect's ancestor, Yi Ya.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, the portrait suddenly seemed to come to life. Its eyes opened and a golden light shot out!
Huang Zuoguang was caught off guard. He screamed and fell back while covering his eyes.
Even though his eyes were in extreme pain, his mind wasn't in chaos, and he immediately realized that something was wrong. He practically instinctively activated his protective treasure light, and then with a command in his mind, a strand of light rose up before a thick and heavy bronze bell that was over a meter in size appeared before him.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning struck down and hit the copper bell. With a rumble, the copper bell only trembled and was not damaged at all.
Shang Zhen sighed in pity. He did not expect Huang Zuoguang to react so quickly. Fortunately, he had prepared a backup plan.
Especially since Huang Zuoguang's eyes were injured, he had lost more than half of his combat power. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape.
He made a gesture and set up a formation. The soil under his feet moved and a red net flew out and covered the copper bell. It struggled back and forth, but the net was extremely tough. It held it tightly and could not escape at all.
At the same time, Shang Teng let out a shout and raised a colorful wooden box into the air. Clang! Clang! Clang! Three sounds that sounded like gold and iron colliding were heard as three small green arrows flew out from the box. They seemed to be condensed from smoke and had shape but no substance. They were divided into the top, middle, and bottom and shot straight at Huang Zuoguang.
Huang Zuoguang was at a disadvantage because his eyes were injured and he could not distinguish things. He did not know where Shang Teng's attack came from. He could only use the treasure light to defend himself.
Who would have thought that this smoke arrow had an ulterior motive? The protective treasure light was unable to obstruct it in the slightest. It pierced right through his forehead, chest, and lower abdomen. He let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground.
Shang Zhen took a few steps forward and shook out a rope made of black gas from his sleeve. It fell and tied Huang Zuoguang tightly.
Huang Zuoguang felt his body go numb. He was furious and was about to curse. But just as he was about to hit Zhang Yan, the rope tightened and the essence in his body dissipated. His eyelids drooped and he felt drowsy. He wanted to struggle but he could not exert any strength. After a while, he completely lost consciousness.
The copper bell lost its control and its light faded. With a clang, it fell to the ground.
Shang Zhen took a few deep breaths. Although he had made a lot of preparations, if Huang Zuoguang did not think about defending after blocking that attack and instead risked his life to charge out, he would not have been able to capture this person so easily. It could be said that he was somewhat lucky.
After capturing this person, he was the only one in charge here. From now on, the door of Double Moon Peak was completely open to Lie Xuan Sect.
Shang Teng smiled proudly. As long as he took down Zhang Yan and took back the Divine Beast Egg, he would be at the top of the list of rewards!
He took a few steps and leisurely sat back in the pavilion. He took out a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. He then picked up the brush and wrote a letter. There were extraordinary words of self-praise in it. After reading it a few times, he felt satisfied and quickly put it into the letter.
He looked up and chanted a few incantations. He raised his hand and grabbed, retracting the mist. Looking at the clear sky, he snorted and threw the letter into the sky. He was only relieved when it flew away and disappeared.
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