After Daoist Nun Wei left the Cold Abyss Gate, her expression was ice-cold.
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She knew that she had an extraordinary background and had personally come to negotiate with them. Yet, she was turned away at the door. She felt humiliated.
Although there was a ball of anger in her chest, she was still calm. No matter how small the House of Hanyuan was, it was still the ruler of a celestial city in the Shenwu Mountain. That Sect Leader Zhang's cultivation level was similar to hers. Unless there was help from a fellow Daoist, there was nothing she could do.
Her roots were in the south of Dongsheng Continent, but she did not know many people here. She frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly remembered, "Oh yes, there is a Taoist Liu in Chu country's Huo Kong Mountain. I heard that his cultivation is profound, and he is resourceful. He is also an old friend of Uncle-Master. Why don't I visit him first and ask him for advice?"
After she made up her mind, she took out a wooden box and held it in her palm. She chanted a spell in her mouth and took out a horsetail whisk. In a split second, colorful lights dyed the clouds and transformed into a flying boat. It was twelve feet long and inside it was a soft cushioned couch. Beautiful embroidered curtains and silver hooks hung high. On top of the table were lacquered boxes, gold wares, and mirrors. All of them were gorgeous and exquisite.
She stepped inside and sat down on the couch. Then, she flew the flying boat towards the south.
A few days later, the flying boat entered the territory of the Zhongtai Sect. After determining the direction, she flew southwest along a large river that ran from the north to the south. After traveling for another day, they found the location of the Fire Hole Mountain near the Seymour Sea Boundary.
This place was flat and vast, with a view of ten thousand li. The shape of the mountain was peculiar, like a mound or a grave. It rose from the flat ground and faced the ocean, standing alone. From time to time, thick smoke and fog would rise from the summit of the mountain, rumbling and rolling up into the clouds.
When the flying boat was five miles away from them, she felt that there was a restriction in front of her, so she couldn't go any further. Thus, she retreated to the sky and said, "Is Martial Uncle Liu here? Disciple Wei Shuling of Mount Eight Tassels is here to pay her respects. "
She shouted three times in a row. After a while, a deep voice came from the mountain. "So it's a disciple from the Small Warehouse Realm. I'm currently transferring my power, so please forgive me for not being able to come out to greet you. There's fire poison outside, so I can't stay for long. Please come to the Shady Cool Temple."
As the man spoke … The restrictions outside the mountain bloomed like a lotus flower, unraveling layer by layer. Daoist Nun Wei didn't hesitate and waved her horsetail whisk to activate the flying boat to descend. At this moment, a ray of golden light flew over. It was a Fire Plume Golden Sparrow. Its tail feathers were unusually long and were dotted with sparks. It was extremely beautiful. As it neared, it suddenly transformed into a young lady with jade-like bones and smooth skin. Holding a circular fan, she bowed to Wei Xiaobao and said, "Wei Daozhang, please come with your servant."
Daoist Nun Wei nodded. He followed the girl into the mountain pass. Wherever she passed, the girl would wave her circular fan and the smoke in front of her would disperse. After flying for a few miles, she saw that the scenery around her was like the wind blowing on the surface of the water. Ripples spread out, and countless mountain stone pavilions were born and destroyed, clearly appearing out of thin air.
She was inwardly shocked. The restrictions here were so strict that they could almost compare to the grand formation of a large sect. She thought to herself, "I heard from Martial Uncle that this senior is hiding here to hide from a great enemy. Looking at this setup, it must be true."
Not long after, the view in front of her suddenly opened up. A small hill appeared in front of her. The terrain was gentle and the mountain stream was murmuring. There was a Daoist temple standing on top of it. At the foot of the hill, there were hundreds of houses. It was close to the hill on one side and the river on the other. The trees were lush and shady and there were paths connecting to each other outside. There were three to five farmers wearing bamboo hats working in the fields. It was a beautiful scene of the countryside. The outside world was filled with smoke and fire, but this place looked like a paradise.
The two of them landed in front of the Daoist temple. The girl said, "Wei Daoist, please come in. My master is waiting inside."
Daoist Nun Wei didn't bother with pleasantries and walked inside. After passing through the mountain gate, she saw twelve green stone lotus seats on both sides. Further ahead was a brass incense burner. A Daoist was standing on the steps with two female servants holding swords beside him.
The Daoist had fair skin and phoenix eyes. There were three tufts of green beard on his chin. He wore a cloth robe and his smile was very gentle. There were two strong clouds above his head that looked like flying flames. But Daoist Nun Wei took a look and felt that this person's appearance was different from what she remembered. She frowned and her tone also became colder. She said, "Is this Daoist from the same sect as Martial Uncle Liu?"
The Daoist chuckled and said, "I, Ceng Conglun, Martial Brother Liu died ten years ago and reincarnated."
When Daoist Nun Wei heard this, she couldn't help but feel disappointed. She said, "Since Martial Uncle Liu is no longer here, Martial Nephew will take her leave."
Ceng Conglun took a step forward and called out to her, "Martial Nephew Wei, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Based on the friendship between our two sects, Martial Nephew Wei has come to I and I have to treat you well. Otherwise, when people from the same sect talk about it in the future, I'm afraid they will scold me, Ceng Conglun, for being unreasonable."
Daoist Nun Wei stopped and thought about it. She said indifferently, "That's fine too."
Ceng Conglun was secretly delighted. He thought to himself, "It's rare to see someone from the Small Granary Realm. It's all thanks to my relationship with Martial Brother. If I can get to know him, I might be able to gain some benefits."
In the ten thousand years of Dongsheng Continent, there were only two almighty cultivators who ascended. One was the founder of Xuan Yue Cult and Zhong Tai Sect, and the other was the master of the Small Granary Realm. This almighty cultivator came from another continent a thousand and five hundred years ago. No one knew his origins. However, after he came to Dongsheng Continent, he did not establish his own sect. Instead, he opened up a small world.
Before this cultivator ascended, he had a hobby, which was to collect secret manuals of techniques, treasures, and spirit herbs. The Small Granary Realm was not isolated from the world. Instead, it opened up once every sixty years and invited fated people to be guests. Anyone who attended the banquet could take away an item before leaving. Ceng Conglun also had this thought.
He warmly invited Daoist Nun Wei to sit in the temple and served her tea. He was quite thoughtful and tried to get information from her.
Daoist Nun Wei had a cold temperament and was not good with words. Her original intention was to ask for help. After exchanging a few pleasantries, she revealed her intention.
After Ceng Conglun heard it, he was stunned. He subconsciously straightened his body and pointed to the north. He asked, "Martial Nephew, are you talking about that Daoist Zhang from the Deep Abyss Sect?"
Daoist Nun Wei saw his surprised expression and frowned. "Could it be that this person is very famous?"
Ceng Conglun stroked his beard and took a look at Daoist Nun Wei. He then lowered his gaze and said, "His reputation is indeed a little. It is rumored that this person is not to be trifled with."
Daoist Nun Wei was unhappy. She sneered and said, "How is he not to be trifled with? I have seen this person before. It is not like he has three heads and six arms. "
Ceng Conglun coughed and shook his head. He said, "Martial Nephew has been in the Eight Tassels Mountain for a long time. I do not know about this person. Oh, have you heard of that Chu State Preceptor Hui Xuan Ancestor?"
Daoist Nun Wei said, "This person is a little famous."
Ceng Conglun said, "Twenty years ago, two disciples of Hui Xuan Ancestor Hui Xuan became enemies with that Sect Head Zhang. They agreed to a duel and even invited three Yuanying peers to help. Who knew that in the battle at the Beimo Sea Realm, the five of them joined hands and were actually unable to defeat him. Only the eldest disciple of Hui Xuan Ancestor Wang Guangyuan managed to escape. It can be imagined how powerful this person is."
Daoist Nun Wei revealed a look of surprise. She was not ignorant. To be able to fight one against five, not to mention the depth of his Taoist skills, he must have some powerful Taoist techniques. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to do so. She said coldly, "No wonder this person is so arrogant."
Ceng Conglun sighed. "If it is only so, it is still fine. Later on, that person took out three top grade profound weapons. I heard that it was only to exchange for three elixirs. Think about it, if it was not for his extraordinary background, how could he casually take out these three magical weapons?"
When Daoist Nun Wei heard this, she suddenly grabbed the handle of her horsetail whisk. She had previously said in front of Zhang Yan that she was willing to exchange three profound weapons for him. It turned out that this person did not care at all. At that time, he was probably laughing at her in secret. When she thought of this, she suddenly felt a surge of anger and humiliation.
Ceng Conglun looked at her and asked tentatively, "If Martial Nephew wants to get a disciple from this person, I am afraid it will not be an easy task. How about I find you a disciple with spiritual intelligence?"
Even though he was willing to help Daoist Nun Wei, it was also because he wanted to gain some benefits. He was not willing to provoke a strong enemy like Zhang Yan.
Daoist Nun Wei had a stubborn temper. She said coldly, "I do not believe that with my reputation in Xiao Cang Jing, I cannot get a female disciple. If Priest Ceng cannot help, then forget it." When she finished, she brushed her sleeves and walked out.
Ceng Conglun was not willing to let her go just like that. He quickly stood up and said loudly, "Martial Nephew, please wait. When Senior Brother Liu was still alive, he once said that he owed a favor to a disciple in Xiao Cang Jing. I thought of a way to repay it and have long wanted to pay my respects. It was just that at that time his Xuan skill had not been completed and he had enemies outside. He did not dare to leave this place easily, so he was delayed. Since Martial Nephew has something to do, as your Martial Uncle, how can I not help you?"
Daoist Nun Wei stopped and turned around to ask, "Martial Uncle Liu, how are you going to help me?"
Ceng Conglun smiled and said while twirling his beard, "I have a brilliant plan. Martial Nephew, please return to your seat first."
After she returned to her seat, Ceng Conglun said, "I dare to ask, does Martial Nephew want that female disciple to be your disciple no matter what, even if you have to give up some treasures?"
Daoist Nun Wei waved her hand and said, "Martial Uncle Liu, if you have something to say, Martial Nephew has made up his mind to take that disciple."
Ceng Conglun nodded and said, "That Daoist Zhang took out three profound weapons in exchange for three spirit medicines, which are Crouching Earth Lotus, Ghost Sunflower, and Snake Ring Jewel. As long as he takes out these three items, won't Martial Nephew's matter be easily solved? "
Daoist Nun Wei said doubtfully, "Is this feasible?"
Ceng Conglun smiled and said, "Think about it, that Daoist Zhang is willing to give away three profound weapons. He only has one disciple in the Xuan Light Realm who does not have great aptitude and doesn't seem to be a successor of the orthodoxy. Why would he be reluctant?"
Daoist Nun Wei also felt that it was reasonable. She liked Wang Caiwei because of her talent in flying daggers. In terms of aptitude, she was inferior to her other sister, so she nodded unconsciously.
Ceng Conglun observed her expression from the side, and seeing that she was moved, he put on a serious expression and said, "Martial Nephew also knows of I's background. I happen to have some Crouching Earth Lotus and Ghost Sunflower here, but I'm afraid it's not enough. I wonder if there are any in Small Granary Realm? Martial Nephew can go back and look for them."
Daoist Nun Wei said proudly, "What kind of spirit medicine is there in my Small Granary Realm? There is no need for Martial Uncle Ceng to spend money."
Ceng Conglun smiled and said, "Even so, we still need to be prepared. Martial Nephew, why don't you contact your friends from all over and go to Hanyuan together to strengthen your reputation? With such soft and hard methods, I'm not afraid that Daoist Zhang will not agree."
He also had his own plans. With enemies outside, it was very inconvenient to move around. If he used the name of Small Granary Realm to go somewhere, that person would have to think thrice if he wanted to touch him again in the future.
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