Zhang Yan kept the Mountain River Drawing from the altar and pressed down on it. A stream of spiritual energy entered the drawing and circled around it. He shook his head.
Although he successfully trapped Lu Yuanxing in the formation, he had used up more than half of the spiritual veins that he had spent a month to collect. The remaining ones could still be used for one more time.
However, this was also because no one was able to collect spiritual veins on a deserted island. He did not have enough spiritual energy and could not use them for long.
If he wanted to show off the power of the formation during the Sword Competition of the Sixteen Sects, he would need to make more preparations.
He pondered for a while and felt that this matter could not be rushed. The most important thing now was to figure out how to bring these demon soldiers with him.
When Lu Yuanxing came to Clear Feather Sect, he set up a formation and came in a dignified manner. Wherever he went, the demon soldiers followed.
Although Zhang Yan could use the Water Elemental True Light to carry people, this was not the right way after all. When fighting against the enemy, the situation of the battle could be said to be ever-changing, and the slightest speed could determine life and death. How could there be any chance for him to set up the formation calmly?
He had to find a good way.
He thought for a long time and thought to himself, "Nanhua Sect is the best sect in the world at taming demon soldiers. I heard that many of their direct disciples have cultivated many demon soldiers. Tao Zhenren used to cultivate in Nanhua Sect. I wonder if he can help me with this?"
Thinking about this, he decided to invite Tao Zhenren back to see if there was a way to solve this problem.
He told Lu Changsu about this and stomped on the ground. In an instant, he rode on the strong wind and flew towards Mysterious Spirit Island.
It was just a few thousand miles and he did not need long to reach Mysterious Spirit Island. He landed in front of the Ancestral Master's Hall.
The child in front of the door recognized him and did not dare to be slow. He hurried in to report and came out after a while. "Ancestral Master invites Priest Zhang in to meet him."
Zhang Yan waved his sleeves and entered the hall. He first greeted Tao Zhenren and after a few courteous words, he stated the purpose of his visit.
Tao Zhenren said with a smile, "That's not a difficult task. Back then, when I was seeking the Dao in the Southern Flower Sect, I was obsessed with arrays and refined a set of Ten Thousand Beasts Sleeping Moon Banner. There are a total of seventy-two secondary flags, and each flag can hide more than three thousand demonic soldiers. After I established the Clear Feather Sect, I refined another one. I don't need the original one, so I can give it to you. "
He opened his palm and a ray of light appeared in his palm. A flag flew out from it. It was four feet tall and had a bright red surface. There was a pattern of a beast with protruding fangs, and a white crescent moon was embroidered on the upper left corner.
As soon as the banner appeared, he felt a fierce and barbaric aura hit him in the face. He could faintly hear the roars of strange beasts coming from it.
Zhang Yan perked up and stood up to receive it. As soon as it entered his hand, he knew that Tao Zhenren had erased the blood imprint on the flag.
He did not avoid it. He immediately circulated his spiritual opportunity and refined it roughly. He then raised his hand and pointed. The flag turned into a ray of light and flew up. It disappeared into his sleeves.
After that, he wanted to leave. However, Tao Zhenren stopped him and said, "When will you be returning to the sect?"
Zhang Yan found it strange and didn't know why Tao Zhenren would ask such a question. From the looks of it, it didn't seem like Tao Zhenren was chasing him away. He knew that there must be a reason, so he said, "I want to search for some spirit veins in the East Sea. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you for a few more days."
If he wanted to collect spirit veins, he could only think of a way in the East Sea.
All the famous mountains and rivers in the East Flower Continent were occupied by the sects and itinerant cultivators, so it was not suitable for him to make a move. However, the East Sea was different. There were countless spiritual islands. Although it was not as abundant as the East Flower Continent, there were many places without owners. As long as he was willing to work hard, it was not difficult to collect many.
If it was possible, he still wanted to make a trip to the Reef Manor. If the spirit veins had not dispersed, he would collect them as well.
Spiritual Master Tao said solemnly, "A few days ago, my sect's disciple reported to me that there seemed to be a disciple of Chongyue True Temple wandering outside, inquiring about Fellow Daoist's news. It seemed that they wanted to find something from Fellow Daoist. Chongyue True Temple is different from the Reef Manor. There are many disciples in the sect, and many of them have high cultivation. In the East Sea, it is one of the top sects. If you want to leave the Clear Feather Sect, remember to be careful. "
Chongyue True Temple?
Zhang Yan's eyes flickered. His mind turned quickly and he vaguely guessed the reason.
All those years ago, he'd killed an Elite Disciple of the Chong Yue True Temple, and this had already sown enmity. It wasn't strange for the other party to target him, but if they were looking for something, then it would most likely be for the Gloomslaughter Blade.
He became wary. Chongyue True Temple would not mobilize so many people for a disciple who died many years ago. However, if it was a true weapon, then it might be different.
He cupped his hands and thanked, "Thank you for your reminder, Dao Master."
After sitting for a while, he took his leave. He stood on the spot and thought for a while. Then, he rode on the wind and soared into the sky.
Tens of thousands of miles northwest of Mysterious Spirit Island, there was a beautiful continent. It was one of the two continents under Chongyue True Temple. Looking from the sea, it was shrouded in fog all year round.
However, when he reached the inner area, it was a good scene. The jade cave covered the clouds, the cliff was deep and dangerous, the ancient trees were dense, and the water flowed continuously.
At this moment, hundreds of disciples were sitting in the open space of the island, listening to Elder Shen Lintu explain the essentials of the sect's Dao techniques.
This Elder Shen had a pair of thin eyebrows. His hair was like a knife, and he had a pair of phoenix eyes. If not for his tall figure and broad shoulders, one would think that he was a woman at first glance.
Since the death of Elder Xu, other than Mi Zhenren who had not shown his face for a thousand years, his cultivation was the highest in the sect.
This person's voice was gentle and long, and it was very charming. One could not help but be immersed in it, completely unaware of the outside world.
The disciples were listening to him in a daze. Suddenly, they heard the sound of the jade bell. Just Now, as if they had just woken up from a dream, they knew that the time had come. They stood up respectfully, bowed, and returned to their respective caves to cultivate.
Shen Lintu waited for the crowd to disperse. He sat quietly for a while, then stood up and returned to his cave.
However, he seemed to have something difficult to understand. He frowned deeply, and after a while, he let out a long sigh and said to himself, "I have been preaching for more than thirty years, but until now, I still have no clue. Could it be that this path really cannot be taken?"
Two hundred years ago, he had entered the third stage of Yuanying, and was only one step away from becoming a Dao Master. However, this step was as far as a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers, and it was difficult to cross.
He once went to ask Mi Zhenren, but all he got was a sentence, "It's all up to fate."
Shen Lintu, however, was skeptical.
This Dao Master was originally the adopted son of the Shen Clan. Because of his ugly appearance, he was not liked by the clan. Later, he obtained an opportunity and became a Dao Master. Then, he moved to the distant sea to cultivate, and he even changed back to his original surname. He did not pay much attention to the disciples in the sect, so he always suspected that they were unwilling to tell him the correct path.
All these years, Shen Lintu had read many books and tried many methods, but he still could not find the way.
Chong Yue True Temple also had a deep foundation. There was also a method to achieve Dao in the sect, which could use the True Artifact to enter the Dao Realm. However, this method was too dangerous.
Back then, Elder Xu used this method to forcefully break through the realm with the Yin Slaying Blade, but the result was not good. Not only did his thousand years of hard work disappear in a day, but even his Primordial Spirit was not saved.
Elder Xu had a close friendship with him, and every time he thought about this, he could not help but sigh.
He sighed silently. If he still could not find the key before the end of his life, then he could only try this method again.
However, although Chong Yue True Temple originally had three great treasures in the sect, one of them was carried by Mi Zhenren, so he could not use it. As for the other one, it was enshrined in the Ancestral Hall, and could not be used unless the sect was in danger.
As for the Yin Slaying Blade, it was long gone.
As he was thinking, the disciple guarding the door said from outside, "Ancestral Master, Shen Cong is here, he is waiting outside the cave."
Shen Lintu's spirit was slightly lifted, and he said, "Bring him in to see me."
After a while, a cultivator with short eyebrows, a big nose, and a round waist walked in with light steps. When he saw Shen Lintu, he immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Disciple Shen Cong greets Elder Shen. I wish Elder a long life."
Shen Lintu looked at him and said, "Not bad, compared to the last time you came, your cultivation has improved again. In three to five years, you can condense your Dan."
Shen Cong bowed his head and said respectfully, "If it was not for Elder's nurturing, disciple would not be where I am today."
Shen Lintu said, "You are a member of my Shen clan, and your aptitude is not bad. Based on sentiment and reason, I should take care of you. Fortunately, you did not disgrace me. You must remember not to be like your Senior Brother, relying on the sect's favor, and become complacent. In the end, not only did he lose his life, but he also gave the sect's great treasure to an outsider."
Shen Cong lowered his head and said, "Yes, disciple is here for this matter."
Shen Lintu's eyes were originally half closed, but at this moment, they suddenly emitted a ray of light. He straightened his body and said, "What do you mean?"
Shen Cong hurriedly told him about how Zhang Yan single-handedly destroyed Reef Manor. In the end, he said, "I don't know who spread the news, but the reason why Zhang Yan was able to defeat Lu Yuanxing and the other two and the three hundred thousand demon soldiers was all because of our sect's Killer Shadow Blade."
Shen Lintu closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking. After a while, he slowly said, "I have also heard of this person. He should be a direct disciple of Qincang School and has some ability. The Lu family's three people were defeated by his hands, but it may not be because of the Killer Shadow Blade. But let's not care about him, we will know once we capture him and interrogate him."
Shen Cong said in shock, "Elder wants to personally act?"
Shen Lintu smiled proudly and said, "If he really has the Killer Shadow Blade in his hands, other than me, there are not many who can handle him."
Shen Cong immediately said, "With Elder's appearance, how could that brat Zhang Yan be his opponent? It should be easy to capture him."
Although his words were flattery, he really thought so in his heart. Yuanying third grade cultivators had already faintly touched the threshold of that level. Their mana and supernatural powers were completely not something that a first grade Yuanying cultivator could compare to. The difference between the two could not be measured in just a few miles.
Shen Lintu made a hand sign and suddenly a spiritual flower rose above his head. Then, a Daoist who looked exactly like him walked out from the flower. This was the Yuanying dharma body that he had cultivated for hundreds of years. Even if his real body stayed here to cultivate, this dharma body could also go thousands of miles away.
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