P: First today.
As soon as Zhang Yan arrived at the Yaoyin Clan's famous peak, that middle-aged cultivator from the Heaven Mending Pavilion followed him again. He said that the various sects were discussing matters, and invited him to the Alchemy Peak. om
He'd expected this a long time ago, so he didn't refuse. After instructing Wei Zihong with a few words, he followed Wei Zihong in a carefree manner.
Both of them flew at lightning speed and arrived at the top of the mountain in an instant.
There was a bluestone archway with golden bells hanging on both sides, swaying in the wind and emitting a clear and melodious sound. In the middle of the archway, there was a stone staircase about ten feet wide, leading straight up. At the end of the staircase was a gilded bronze palace that was faintly discernible in the clouds.
The middle-aged cultivator cupped his head and said, "Daoist Zhang, the other Daoists are waiting up there. You can go ahead."
Zhang Yan waved his sleeves and walked up the stairs to the front of the temple. The two Taoist children in front of the door bowed to him and pushed the door open.
He stepped over the foot-high threshold and walked into the temple. He looked around and saw that there were more than ten cattail hassocks in the hall. The people sitting there were filled with Qi of the Way, and there were clouds above their heads. When they saw him coming in, they all looked over.
Ying Ya Daoren stood up from his seat, cupped his fists and said, "Enlightened Zhang, please take a seat for a moment, this old man and Guang Yuan's Fellow Daoist Shen still have a few things to discuss."
Zhang Yan was slightly surprised. He knew that Guangyuan Sect was one of the great Xuanmen sects a thousand years ago, and was one of the sects that signed the talisman book. In the past, the disciples of Guangyuan Sect had some conflicts with him, but he did not expect that they would also come for a sword duel this time.
He turned his gaze and saw an old Daoist dressed in a Bagua robe. The old Daoist looked depressed and weak. His heart couldn't help but tremble.
He smiled and bowed to Ying Ya Daoren. After that, he walked to an empty futon and sat down.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a gaze sizing him up. He looked up and saw a middle-aged cultivator with a robust body. He was also sitting at the head of the table, judging from his robe and seat. He was a disciple of Yuxiao school.
As their gazes met, he could read the unfriendliness in the other's eyes. His heart skipped a beat. Not to mention the grudge between his predecessor and the Zhou family, just the fact that he was Zhou Chongju's disciple in name meant that there was no longer any room for reconciliation between him and the Zhou family.
After Ying Ya Daoren sat down again, he cast his gaze onto the people of Guangyuan Sect, Daoren. He asked slowly, "Elder Shen, have you thought it through?"
Elder Shen was originally dispirited, but after hearing those words, his body trembled slightly. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with anger. He seemed to be extremely angry. He said in a hoarse voice, "Everyone is a great sect of the Celestial Sect. Why must you be so overbearing? Thousands of years ago, when our Guangyuan Sect was at its peak, when did Patriarch Shen Chong ever bully our fellow Daoists like this? "
Nan Hua Sect's disciple Nie Zhang suddenly sneered and said, "Heaven's will is constant, all things have their own ups and downs, life and death. Your Guangyuan Sect only has you, one Yuanying cultivator, here. What ability do you have to protect that talisman? "
Everyone knew that Guangyuan Sect had been under the protection of Nan Hua Sect for thousands of years. But this Daoren actually came to fight without saying a word. There were even disciples of other sects who thought that it was Nan Hua Sect who had secretly instructed him to do so. How could he give him a good attitude?
Elder Shen was silent for a while, then he said in a low voice, "Daoren, I think I have some tricks up my sleeves. In order to protect this talisman, I can try my best. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I won't hesitate. "
Elder Ying Ya shook his head and said, "Elder Shen, please forgive me for being blunt. If you don't have the help of the ten sects, you definitely won't be able to protect that talisman. In the end, it will only benefit the Devil Sect. For the sake of the East Hua Continent's Celestial Sect's fortune and the world's livelihood, I hope Elder Shen can look at the bigger picture and stop being so stubborn. "
Yang Bi of Yuan Yang Sect sighed and said, "Elder Shen, you also know that the Devil Calamity has begun. You should also know that the Devil's Calamity has already begun. Our Donghua Mystic Sect is in the midst of a great calamity. We cannot allow the disciples of the Devil's Doctrine to continue being so arrogant. This sword battle is to curb their power. When your Guangyuan Sect's Patriarch Shen Chong was still alive, his name was indeed renowned throughout the Nine States. It is not that we underestimated you. Now that your sect's techniques are incomplete, what are the chances of you winning against the disciples of the Devil's Doctrine? "
Elder Shen was instantly stunned. His hands trembled slightly. It wasn't that he didn't think about this before he came, but he still had a sliver of hope in his heart. Now that Yang Bi had pointed it out, his heart sank.
Ying Ya Daoren shouted and said, "Elder Shen, why are you so stubborn? Even if you don't think for yourself, you should think for the disciples of your sect. Why do you have to risk the world's condemnation for your own selfishness?"
Zhang Yan watched coldly from the side. He knew that although Elder Shen was trying to persuade him, he was secretly doing it for him to see.
However, he wasn't Elder Shen. It was impossible for him to give up on the talisman just because of this.
The item that all the sects were fighting over was actually a treasure in the world. It was originally refined by an ancient virtuous person. It could go to the Nine Heavens to collect the "Qian Tian Jun Yang Essence". Once a cultivator obtained this item, they could use it to ascend to the Grotto-Heaven Realm.
This treasure was closely related to a scroll of talisman. Only the person who signed the talisman and obtained a law talisman could use the talisman to go to this item and obtain its essence.
Tens of thousands of years ago, this scroll of talisman passed through the hands of the cultivators of Dong Hua Continent. Thus, it led to the grand event of signing the talisman.
Now that the 18 sects had arrived, it meant that 18 talismans would descend from above the clouds.
If it was in the past, it would be enough to determine the winner within the Xuanmen. However, now that the Devil Tribulation had arrived, all the sects had already agreed that they should first work together to suppress the disciples of the Devil Sect and try to prevent them from obtaining even a single talisman. Then, the ownership of the talisman would be decided.
As for the mountain gate that suddenly appeared, to them, it was an additional variable. If they ignored it, wouldn't the disciples of the Devil Sect be able to obtain the talisman for no reason? Thus, they wanted to force this Elder Shen to leave behind the talisman and withdraw from the Sword Competition Assembly.
As the disciples spoke one after another, it immediately gave Elder Shen unlimited pressure.
There was anger, hesitation, bewilderment, desolation, and a bit of unwillingness in his expression.
However, he also knew that under the suppression of the ten sects of the Xuanmen, if he did not comply, not only would he not have a good ending, he would also implicate the Guangyuan Sect. After struggling internally for a while, he said dejectedly, "Forget it, forget it. I'll let you guys take it."
As soon as he said this, he seemed to have lost his spirit as he sat on the praying mat, paralyzed.
Ying Ya Daoren's expression relaxed slightly. If this Elder Shen was stubborn and refused, it would be a troublesome matter.
After all, they were the sects of the Xuanmen. They also cared about their reputation. If they could avoid fighting, it would be better not to. At least this elder knew how to appreciate favors and avoided a dispute.
He cleared his throat and glanced at Zhang Yan.
He was clear that this kind of method could be used to deal with Elder Shen, but it would not work on Zhang Yan.
The Yaoyin Clan had been declining for thousands of years, so the position of the Grand Elder was not important to them. However, Zhang Yan had another identity, which was one of the top ten disciples of the Qincang School, so they had to be careful.
Moreover, Zhang Yan not only had three Yuanying cultivators guarding him, he also had a thousand-year dragon carp that was comparable to a Yuanying Level Three cultivator. This was not something that anyone here could compare to, so they could only try to persuade him with words.
Ying Ya Daoren put on a sincere expression and said, "Spiritual Master Zhang, in this Sword Competition, the Xuanmen will fight against the Devil Sect together. I hope you will understand the principle of righteousness and hand over the talisman.
Zhang Yan smiled faintly and said, "Why would the Yaoyin Clan's edict be given to others? If I ask all of you to take out your sect's edict, are you willing to do so? "
Ying Ya Daoren couldn't help but feel helpless, he looked to the others for help.
Just Now, Huo Xuan had been silent, but now he raised his head and slowly said, "Although Junior Brother Zhang is my Junior Brother, he came here today using the name of the Yaoyin Clan, and has nothing to do with my Qincang School."
He had already thought it through. This Junior Brother Zhang was very good at borrowing power. Regardless of whether he came today of his own will or if there was someone helping him from behind, as the top ten disciples of Qincang School, he could not be tied up by him.
When Ying Ya Daoren heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked. Huo Xuan's words had already made it clear that he would not stand on Zhang Yan's side.
However, Zhang Yan smiled and stood up, "Everyone, there is no need to say anything more. This edict originally belongs to the Yaoyin Clan, I will never hand it over."
Ying Ya Daoren's expression changed, "Spiritual Master Zhang, do you think that with your strength alone, you can deal with the six sects of the Devil Sect?"
Zhang Yan sneered, a sharp light shot out from his eyes, he looked around and said loudly, "There is no point in talking too much. Later on, we will use the swords in our hands to determine the result." After saying this, he swung his sleeves and left the hall.
The hall was silent, someone said, "It's good to let him suffer a little."
Another person mocked, "This person is so rude and unreasonable, when the time comes, don't expect the Xuanmen to not care about friendship and be unwilling to help."
Xun Huaiying sneered, and he also stood up. Everyone looked at him in astonishment.
He glanced at Huo Xuan and said, "It's a pity that Fellow Daoist Zhang is not a member of my Shaoqing Sect."
He swung his sleeves and walked out of the hall as if there was no one around. When he reached the door, he glanced around and identified the direction, then he launched a swift sword light and escaped. But after a while, he saw Zhang Yan in front of him riding the astral wind, so he said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, wait."
Hearing this, Zhang Yan stopped his escape technique, turned around, and said with a smile, "So it's Fellow Daoist Xun. Are you also here to persuade me?"
Xun Huaiying shook his head. He sneered and said, "Don't put me in the same category as those rotten things. Since the edict belongs to your Yaoyin Sect, you can take it openly. If anyone doesn't want it, just kill them with your sword. Why bother with them?"
Zhang Yan's decayed body is still beautiful, and his legs are thin, and his legs are thin, and his legs are thin, and his legs are thin, and his legs are thin, and his legs are thin, and his legs are thin, and his legs are thin, and his legs are thin, and his legs are thin.
He raised his hand and said, "If Fellow Daoist Xun is free, why don't you come to my peak?"
However, Xun Huaiying waved his hand and said, "No need."
Then he looked at Zhang Yan seriously and said solemnly, "In the past, my junior brother, Ying Minchang, was trapped in the Chen Clan for seven years. Thanks to Fellow Daoist Zhang's mediation, he was able to escape Just now. I owe you a favor for this. If you need my help during the sword fight, just tell me."
After saying that, he cupped his fists and shouted. Then, a sharp sword light flew out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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