The letter was sent from the Guarding Palace and was written by Zhenren Peng himself.
In the letter, it said that a demon from the Devil's Doctrine had appeared on the Lurking Owl Mountain. Zhenren Peng wanted his disciple Qinnan to investigate, but he was afraid that he was alone, so he wanted to ask Liu Yanyi, the eldest disciple of the Clear Serenity Heavenly Lake, to help him.
Although the underground passage of the Lurking Owl Mountain and the Little Devil's Cave were thousands of miles apart, it was very close to the cultivators who could fly in the sky.
Zhang Yan once went up the mountain alone and slaughtered all the elders and disciples of the Blood Soul Sect who occupied it.
Unexpectedly, only a few decades later, there was another abnormality.
Zhang Yan picked up the letter and read it carefully. He figured out the meaning behind it. Ever since Immortal Peng helped Qinnan to become one of the top ten disciples, there had been less contact between the two mansions. The relationship between the two mansions had become much colder. He was afraid that Immortal Peng was taking this opportunity to ease the tension.
Although Zhenren Peng had achieved the position of Cave Heaven, the foundation of the Guarding Palace was still shallow. Except for Qinnan, there was no outstanding disciple in the palace, and there was no Yuanying Zhenren. He could not be compared with the other nine Zhenren Dongtian.
If the disciples walked in the gate of the Qincang School, everyone would give face to the Zhenren Dongtian. But if the disciples wanted to go out to do something, it would be somewhat inconvenient.
Now, Zhang Yan not only ranked fourth among the top ten disciples, but also was a Yuanying Zhenren. He also had a great demon like Dragon Carp and Liuren. His disciples also reached the Dan Realm one after another. This was already very important. In Zhenren Peng's opinion, if the Clear Serenity Heavenly Lake could join hands with the Guarding Palace again, it would be beneficial to both sides.
Zhang Yan smiled slightly. Now that he had the full support of the head, he did not need to care about the expressions of any Zhenren Dongtian. As for who the disciples were with, he would not ask much.
Thinking of this, he threw the Howling Lake Golden Sword down. The water rippled slightly, and a beautiful Yuji came up to catch it. He said, "Take it to Yanyi."
The beauty bowed in the water, twisted her body, and dived into the depths of the water.
Zhang Yan put his hands behind his back. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky. His gaze seemed to pierce through the endless void and reach the depths of the Celestial Pole.
There were still ten more days before the duel!
Wind Stream Mountain, where the Guangyuan Sect was located.
Elder Shen Yinfeng's expression was solemn as he stood in the Ancestral Hall. He looked to be in his forties, with phoenix eyes and a prominent nose, a beautiful beard on his chin. There were two Astral Clouds circling above, holding a horsetail whisk. He looked at the ancestral tablets on the altar.
Sect Master Jiang Qingyuan stood behind him with a complicated look in his eyes. "Martial Uncle, are you really going to the Dharma Assembly?"
Shen Yinfeng's beard fluttered even though there was no wind. He said in a deep voice, "I've been in the second stage of Yuanying for close to two hundred years and I've never been able to find a way to advance further. This competition is my opportunity and I must not miss it."
Jiang Qingyuan shook his head and said, "The Sixteen Sects' sword duel doesn't allow his family to interfere. No matter how high Martial Uncle's power is, what can you do? "
Shen Yinfeng raised his head and looked at the statue of the Ancestral Master. He said, "My Ancestral Master also signed that talisman back then. What's there to be afraid of?"
Jiang Qingyuan sighed, "But Martial Uncle didn't inform Nanhua Sect before leaving on your own. If they find out …"
Shen Yinfeng snorted. He interrupted him and said, "Sect Master, do you remember that three years ago, my disciple went to Nanhua Sect for a banquet. At that time, Feng Haiyang, the disciple of Netherworld Spring Gate, came to seek revenge. This person's demonic aura was so strong that Junior Brother Wen immediately sent a letter to Nanhua Sect to ask for help. Unfortunately, no one came to save him! As a result, three of our sect's Elders died. Poor Junior Martial Brother Wen, who had just reached Nascent Soul not long ago, died in vain. I have never forgotten about this matter. Listen, after I leave, you guard the mountain gate. Don't bother with them anymore. "
Jiang Qingyuan could only smile bitterly. Although the Guangyuan Sect was a great sect comparable to the Ten Sects of Xuanmen a thousand years ago, they had offended many sects, especially the Netherworld Spring Sect. For the past hundreds of years, if they had not attached themselves to the Nanhua Sect, how could they have survived?
Now that the Thousand Year Demon Tribulation was coming, how could they fall out with Nanhua Sect at this time? Therefore, he pondered for a moment and wanted to persuade Shen Yinfeng again.
Shen Yinfeng waved his hand and stopped him from speaking. He said, "Sect Master, you don't have to persuade me anymore. I don't believe that Guangyuan Sect's Mountain Guarding Formation was personally set up by our Ancestral Master. Even if a few Heavenly Abode people came, they wouldn't be able to break it. As long as we guard it well, who would come?"
For these hundreds of years, Guangyuan Sect had endured all kinds of oppression from Nanhua Sect. They had given countless offerings to Nanhua Sect. It was because they had refined the Talisman for Nanhua Sect that they had almost emptied their foundation. Among the younger generation disciples, there were not many who were capable.
If this continued, in less than a hundred years, they would be reduced to a third-rate sect.
Jiang Qingyuan thought for a while and said hesitantly, "I heard that ever since Spiritual Master Huo took charge of the situation, Qincang School had supported many small sects. The founder of Biyu Pavilion was also an elder of Nanhua Sect. He also leaned on them. Why don't we …"
Shen Yinfeng sneered, "It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. Hasn't Sect Master suffered enough?"
Jiang Qingyuan became silent.
Shen Yinfeng also knew that it wasn't easy to be the Sect Master. Not only did he not have any prestige to speak of, he was also bullied everywhere. He softened his tone and said, "Sect Master Martial Nephew, you also know that only those who have entered the third level of Yuanying and cultivated Yuanying Dharmakaya can enter the Ancestral Master's Back Hall Just Now and admire the remains of Ancestral Master Shen Chong. I think this Ancestral Master was also someone who ascended to heaven and was proficient in various secret techniques. If he could find the most profound talisman technique of Refining Gate and True Gate, why would we be afraid of Nanhua Sect? That's why I have no choice but to go this time! "
Jiang Qingyuan also knew that this Martial Uncle's cultivation aptitude was one of the few in the sect in the past five hundred years. It's just that he was limited by his cultivation method that he couldn't break through. If he could really break through to the Gate Realm, Guang Yuan might have some hope of revitalizing the sect.
He sighed and looked at him seriously, saying, "Since Martial Uncle insists on going, then Martial Nephew can only do his best to help."
His hand slowly reached into his sleeve and took out a golden talisman. The moment this item appeared, all the memorial tablets in the entire hall resonated and swayed gently. Even the Ancestral Master's statue emitted a faint light.
He presented the talisman to Shen Yinfeng with both hands and said, "Martial Uncle, why don't you take this' Golden Axis Talisman 'with you."
Shen Yinfeng's expression changed. He took a step back and swung his sleeves, shouting angrily, "What are you doing? This golden talisman can only be carried by the Sect Master. Why aren't you putting it away?"
He pointed at his feet and said, "Do you know where this is? As the Sect Master, how can you be so disrespectful in front of the Ancestral Masters? "
Jiang Qingyuan was not angry at all after being scolded. Instead, he raised his head and said seriously, "Martial Uncle, I don't mean anything else. Ever since Wen Zhenren passed away, only Martial Uncle is still Yuanying Zhenren. You can be said to be the pillar of our sect. With this talisman, you can only be safe. Martial Uncle, please take this talisman!"
Shen Yinfeng was stunned. After a long time, he sighed softly and finally reached out to take the talisman. His eyes revealed a hint of determination. He turned to face the Ancestral Master's statue and slowly knelt down. He said in his heart, "May the Ancestral Master's spirit in heaven bless this disciple with a smooth journey."
Donghai, Wudang Spiritual Hall.
Wu Huanchen looked in the direction of the Donghua Continent. Looking at the surging waves, he could not help but feel emotional. Ever since he entered the Yuanying Realm, he used 30 years to take over the position of Hall Master Just Now. He brought the scattered cultivators together. However, he did not do it for power. His real intention was to go to the Sword Competition Conference and fight for that item.
However, he also knew that Wudang Spiritual Hall alone was not enough. Thus, he contacted the islands of the Donghai and agreed to go together.
At this moment, a trusted disciple came to report from behind and said, "Hall Master, there is news from the Clear Feather Sect. Tao Zhenren ordered the disciples to not step out of the mountain for three years."
Wu Huanchen was not surprised at all. He said, "Since Tao Zhenren is not willing to interfere, then forget it."
If he went to the Sword Competition Conference to fight for that item with Tao Zhenhong's support, he would have a much higher chance of success. However, none of the four disciples from the Clear Feather Sect had achieved the Nascent Soul. Even if they went, they would only be helping others. This result was also within his expectations.
Currently, the two biggest forces in the Donghai were the Carp Tribe and the Clear Feather Sect. Thus, he only notified them in advance according to the rules.
Wu Huanchen asked again, "What did Spiritual Master Qu say?"
The disciple said, "Not a single reply."
"What about the Bi Luo Demon King?"
"He also did not say anything."
Wu Huanchen sneered and said, "Those who are not of the same race must have different intentions. This old demon must have other plans."
The Bi Luo Demon King used to be one of the 18 Demon Kings of the Donghai Sea. In terms of supernatural power, she was ranked last. However, because she achieved the Yuanying Realm recently, she became famous.
Wu Huanchen originally wanted to invite her to go with him, but after a few letters, all of them were evasive words. Thus, he did not have much hope.
Footsteps sounded, and a maid came in to report, "Hall Master, Spiritual Master Qi of the Corpse Cult has arrived."
Wu Huanchen turned around like a whirlwind, his eyes shining brightly. He laughed and said, "Good, good, good. I've been waiting for her for a long time."
He relied on his own strength to become the Hall Master of Wudang Hall, so he did not hide his thoughts. After a while, he walked out of the back room with a loud laugh and arrived at the main hall. A beautiful woman in a long green dress with a head full of pearls was sitting there. Seeing him come out, she pressed the table and stood up. Wan Fu said, "Greetings, Spiritual Master Wu!"
Although the woman's appearance was extraordinary, her voice was hoarse and unpleasant. Wu Huanchen did not mind and cupped his fists. "Greetings, Spiritual Master Qi!"
After the two of them said their prayers, they sat down.
Spiritual Master Qi's beautiful eyes turned to look at Wu Huanchen. She spoke first, "Since Spiritual Master Wu has sent this letter, the sect master is also slightly moved by the contents of the letter. However, there is still a concern that I have to ask."
Wu Huanchen's spirit was lifted. "Spiritual Master Wu, please speak."
Spiritual Master Qi said, "Spiritual Master Wu, you should know that our cult came from the Dongsheng Continent and has no foundation in the Donghua Continent. If we go and snatch that item recklessly, I'm afraid we'll be suppressed by the sixteen sects. What do you think, Spiritual Master Wu?"
Wu Huanchen laughed and stood up from his seat. He stared at the woman and said, "Spiritual Master Qi, you might not know this, but although the Donghua Continent has sixteen sects, the Xuanmen Ten Sects and the Demonic Path Six Sects are like fire and water. The competition this time will be a battle to the death. This is a great opportunity, and we can join in. Don't you think so, Spiritual Master Wu?"
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