In front of the Fire Hole Mountain, Ceng Conglun invited two strange-looking Taoists into the cave dwelling. After exchanging a few words of greeting, he turned and walked out again.
These few days, there was a continuous stream of Taoist cultivators rushing to his Fire Hole Mountain. They all said that they were invited by Wei Shuling. It seemed that this Xiao Cang Jing disciple had also made up her mind to invite many Taoist friends from the Nine Mountains and Four Seas to help.
Ceng Conglun also knew that these people might not have come to help sincerely. Many of them had the same thoughts as him, they wanted to build a relationship with the Xiao Cang Jing and gain some benefits. However, if his enemies heard about this, they would have to think twice if they wanted to deal with him in the future.
At this moment, a beautiful female disciple suddenly chased after him. She stopped in front of him and said angrily, "Master, these few days, many people came to eat and drink. Especially the Yue brothers of the Abundant Valley Cave. They really don't treat themselves as outsiders. Even the Life Nourishing Pills that master refined in the earth furnace were stolen and eaten."
Ceng Conglun was unperturbed and said, "It's okay. It's good to be at a disadvantage. The more I offer, the more Wei Shuling owes. Don't feel bad."
The female disciple was unconvinced and said, "But what if Wei Shuling doesn't admit it? Do you think master will smash the mountain gate of the Xiao Cang Jing?"
Ceng Conglun smiled and said, "Disciple, when have you seen master suffer losses? It's not wrong to listen to master. Go. "
He saw that there was another Daoren cultivator coming on a flying boat from afar. He immediately put on a smile on his face and hurriedly went forward to welcome him. He said, "So it's Gourd Island's Xingcheng. Sorry for not going out to meet you, sorry for not going out to meet you …"
The female disciple pouted and transformed into a Fire Plume Golden Sparrow and flew back to the cave.
A few more days later, Daoist Nun Wei also returned from Small Granary Territory. Riding a cloud, she hurried here. Ceng Conglun and a group of fellow Daoists welcomed her at the door. Like a myriad of stars surrounding the moon, they invited her into the cave.
However, Daoist Nun Wei was a cold person and did not like to socialize. After a few words, everyone knew what to do. Other than a few people who were on good terms with her, the rest left.
As the host, Ceng Cong Lun naturally accompanied him. He said, "Although Shizhi is not around these days, I have also sent a disciple to the Shen Wu Mountain to gather information. He has heard something strange that might be useful to Shizhi."
Daoist Nun Wei asked, "What?"
Ceng Cong Lun didn't say anything, but smiled mysteriously and said to the maid beside him, "Go find Ceng."
The maidservant bowed and left the hall. Not long after, a clean-looking young cultivator in neat clothes walked in. He bowed to everyone in the hall and said, "Greetings Seniors, greetings Master."
Daoist Nun Wei Ceng Conglun said, "Ceng Xun, tell us what you saw that day."
Ceng Xun respectfully said yes, then raised his voice and said, "A few months ago, I was ordered by Master to go to Shen Wu Mountain to gather information. However, I found that the sects in West Shen Wu have all moved to the east. Even the people of the various countries have followed. It seems that they have abandoned their original place and are looking for another place to live."
Daoist Nun Wei could not help but pay attention. She frowned and said, "What is Deep Abyss Sect doing?"
Even if Deep Abyss Sect moved to another place, as long as they did not leave Dongsheng Continent, she was confident that she could still find them. However, the actions here were not normal.
Ceng Xun continued, "Daoist Nun Wei, I heard that something like a flood is coming. The sects in Shen Wu Mountain are moving to another place to avoid the disaster."
"Flood?"
Xing Chenggong, who was sitting at the side, was knowledgeable. He thought for a while and slapped the table in front of him. He said in surprise, "Could it be the disaster of the tidal whirlpool every four hundred years?"
Daoist Nun Wei seemed to have thought of something as well. She said thoughtfully, "So it is that."
Someone asked in confusion, "What is the disaster of the tidal whirlpool?" Most of the people present had not heard of it and started to ask around.
Xing Chenggong stroked his beard and said, "This Beimo Sea Realm has an Earth Sea Cave. It is said that it is the umbilical eye of this realm and contains the mysteries of heaven and earth. It breaks out once every four hundred years. When the time comes, a tsunami like a mountain will come, and wherever it passes, the mountains, rivers, and fields will become a country of water."
Only then did everyone understand. Someone sighed and said, "So there is such a strange place in our Dongsheng Continent. Why have we not heard of it before?"
Ceng Conglun said with some schadenfreude, "Back then, for the sake of the millions of lives in the continent, Founding Master Da Mi specially left a Seven Stars Tribulation Plate there to stabilize the whirlpool. He also ordered his children to watch over it so that it could not harm Dongsheng Continent. Later on, this heavy responsibility fell on the shoulders of Zhong Tai and Celestial Sieve sects. However, after Celestial Sieve sects drove it away, the treasure was taken along with it. Hehe, looks like the Demon Division is going to suffer a loss."
Xing Chenggong nodded. The North Sea was where the Python Division had settled down. After a hundred years of operation, it could be called their old nest. They would not give it up so easily. They had to find a way to suppress the tide so that Dongsheng Continent could rest easy. They could also plot against the Demon Division while they were at it. Zhong Tai sect must have been waiting for this day.
Daoist Nun Wei said coldly, "So what? The Demon Division has a Heavenly Abode Master. It is not difficult to deal with this matter. At most, it will only cause some trouble."
Xing Chenggong shook his head and sighed, "That is true. Cultivation at that level, supernatural power and methods are not something that we can guess."
Ceng Conglun laughed dryly and looked at Daoist Nun Wei. He said, "Now that the situation in the Shenwu Mountain is not stable, Daoist Zhang must be having a headache. If we go to him now …"
Hearing these words, everyone in the room also turned to look at him.
Unexpectedly, Daoist Nun Wei said decisively, "Wait until he gets through the calamity, then go to him."
As a disciple of the Xiao Cang Realm, she had her own pride. She recognized that the other party was willing to give in. She disdained the act of taking advantage of others.
Ceng Conglun thought it was a pity. If this Daoist Nun agreed now and brought a group of people to force their way to him, this matter would be settled very quickly.
She obviously wanted to use her power to snatch the disciple, but she still pretended to be virtuous?
Even though he was cursing in his heart, he still agreed on the surface, "That's true. Adding insult to injury isn't something that cultivators like us do. We'll just wait and see. The seawater will recede in ten to fifteen days. We can't wait for more than a few days."
Ever since Zhang Yan issued the edict, the thirty-eight sects on Mount Shenwu did not dare to disobey. The thousands of cultivators on the mountain began to move. Every day, there would be thousands of flying boats flying back and forth. Although there were many people from various countries, with the help of the cultivators, they had all moved to Mount Shenwu in a few months.
In the cave abode of Cang Zhu Peak, Chu Mulan reported, "Senior Brother Sect Leader, although the spiritual shells produced by the seven shell farms of the Shenwu Mountain have been moved to the celestial city, if the seawater comes, the shell farms will be destroyed."
Wen Liang, however, was optimistic and said, "As long as we are here, we can rebuild it. Our West Shenwu Mountain was like the East Shenwu Mountain, a barren mountain a thousand years ago."
Zhang Yan smiled and nodded, "Junior Brother is right."
Chu Muran said, "Among the thirty-eight sects, Mount Emei has contributed the most in this migration. Although the other sects are not outstanding, they are still following orders. Only Longxiang Sect has ignored Shixiong's orders. Not to mention that there has been no movement from their sect for a long time, it was only a few days ago that we saw their headmaster bringing a dozen disciples and thousands of servants to the Eastern Sacred House."
The Longxiang Sect was considered to be independent in the Shenwu Mountain. Usually, they did not interact with other sects. Back when the E-Mountain Sect was in charge of the celestial city, they did not accept offerings. Since Zhang Yan took over the position, there were only a few dozen people in the sect. Yong Fu thought that there was a reason for him to do so. Because he did not break the old rules, he let them be. However, if they dared to do so, it was obvious that they did not follow the order of the Celestial City Sect Leader.
Zhang Yan's eyes flickered and he asked, "Does this sect have people to worship?"
Zhao Ge also said, "Longxiang Sect came to the Shenwu Mountain a hundred years ago. At first, they were worshiped by two small cities. After a hundred years, there were about a hundred thousand people in the mountains and rivers. But this time, they only brought their servants with them. The rest of the people were abandoned. In the end, it was Xu Hua Gate's Sun Tong who could not stand it and sent the people away."
Chu Mulan said angrily, "After hearing about this, I sent my disciples to question them. But the Longxiang Sect did not care. They did not even bother to say a word."
Zhang Yan said indifferently, "Pass down my order. From now on, no Longxiang Sect disciple is allowed to step into the celestial city."
The three of them looked stern and said, "Yes."
With this order, if the Longxiang Sect did not retreat from the Shenwu Mountain, they could only choose to go against the Hanyuan Gate.
In the past, Yong Fu did not dare to offend the Longxiang Sect. But now was different. This Senior Brother Yong Fu was powerful and had extraordinary methods. Naturally, he did not have to worry too much.
East Shenwu Mountain, Wanghai Cliff.
Shao Zhongxiang, the Master of the Longxiang Sect, stood at the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back. There were two swords, one male and one female, on his back. The ends of the swords were tied with a dark red tassel.
His appearance was strange. His eyeballs were small. From afar, it looked like he had no pupils. Only a large area of white could be seen. His forehead was high like a hill. His hair was tied up in a bun like a lingzhi mushroom, with a dragon and snake hairpin. He wore a red satin robe. When it fluttered in the wind, it looked like a cloud of fire. Wherever he stood, there seemed to be a cold and sharp Qi seeping out. Be it the grass or the rocks, they were all shattered. Even the disciples of the sect stayed far away from him.
At this moment, there was a fierce wind on the sea. He looked far away and saw that there was a line in the sky where the sea and the sky met. There was lightning flashing, and an extremely bright cloud rose. It was colorful and gradually dyed the sky. When he saw this sign, he knew that the disaster was coming.
He pointed his hand and a sword pellet flew out. After circling around him twice, it turned into a wisp of clear Qi and returned to his nostrils aperture.
He laughed and said, "Back then, my teacher had a comment. The disaster of the tide, the disaster of the whirlpool, the dragon flying and the phoenix crouching. My chance has finally come. Chen Yuan, I will return the humiliation a hundredfold."
Back then, he cultivated Dao with the body of a demon. Due to his rare talent in the sword, he was taken in as a disciple by the previous Fengxiang sword school master. However, he was discriminated against. After the old master passed away, there was no place for him in the school. He went out to sea alone to seek Dao and learn the sword. He came back a hundred years ago and built the Longxiang Sect here, just to compete with the Fengxiang Sword.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a few disciples whispering behind him, "Senior brother doesn't give face to the Cold Abyss Sect. That Daoist Zhang is probably going to find fault with our sect."
"What's there to be afraid of? If it wasn't for the fact that Master only cares about training his sword skills and has no time to bother with them, how would it be Daoist Zhang's turn to sit in the position of the person in charge of the celestial city? He's tactful if he doesn't come, but if he does, we'll teach him a lesson."
"Cold Abyss Sect?" Shao Zhongxiang snorted. He only wanted to compete with the Fengxiang Sect and never cared about the sects in the divine house mountain. He just didn't care about them. If they dared to come and pick a fight, he would use them as a sacrifice to his sword.
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