East House, Tide Cliff.
At the bottom of the cliff, the torrential waters churned endlessly, the sound was deafening; in front of the reefs, white foam flew everywhere. Everyone leaped forward, fighting to be the first.
Today, Shao Zhongxiang purposely wore a new outfit, a white feather crane cloak, a python belt, fish eyes and phoenix tail crown, a jade Ruyi in his hand, and two swords were hidden behind his back. Under the sunlight, one was black and the other white, his aura was hidden and sharp.
Han Wangke sat on a flat stone. This Daoist rarely spoke and was resting with his eyes closed.
A disciple of Longxiang School looked at the sun and whispered to a fellow disciple, "It's almost the hour, could it be that Daoist Zhang is afraid of master and is not coming?"
Shao Zhongxiang glanced at him coldly. The disciple's body trembled and he immediately stopped talking.
He shook his head, afraid that his sect would be implicated. For this battle of magical powers, he only brought two disciples who were usually not very likable and a child. These two people's Root Tools were shallow. If it was Luo Guang and the others, they would definitely not ask such a stupid question.
At this moment, Han Wangke's expression changed slightly, he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, saying in a low voice, "He's here."
Shao Zhongxiang also looked up and saw a ray of light breaking through the clouds in the distant sky. In an instant, a dignified and extraordinary Daoist appeared in the sky. His two sleeves swung out, and his body carried a clear Qi and astral wind as he crossed the sky. He was in the distant sky, and after a few breaths, he had already arrived in front of them.
Shao Zhongxiang stood up and was about to speak when the sky changed again. After a series of rumbling sounds, hundreds of escaping lights appeared from the curtain of clouds. The brilliance was dazzling, and the sky was filled with rainbow colors.
His eyes narrowed, he knew that the cultivators of the 37 sects had arrived.
There were only a few people beside him, their aura could not be compared to the cultivators and they were completely suppressed.
He could not help but sigh in his heart, this was just a godly house and there was already such a scene. In the past, he was the disciple of the Fengxiang sword school's headmaster. There were more than a thousand official disciples in the school, and there were also hundreds of disciples from the lower sects. The cultivators numbered in the tens of thousands. With a single order from the headmaster, thousands of cultivators had to obey.
After witnessing such a scene a few times, he became extremely passionate about power. Thus, he yearned to enter the sect and take charge of the sect. However, his swordsmanship was not complete at that time. He was no match for his Senior Apprentice Brother in the sect, and he cultivated with a demonic body. None of the Elders were willing to support him, so he could only travel alone and return today. The Divine House Mountain was his stepping stone.
Thinking of this, his gaze gradually focused. After he won the battle, wouldn't all of this land fall into his hands?
I'll let you be smug for a moment!
After the several hundred rays of light descended, Bai Jiying stepped out, cupped his fists towards Zhang Yan and said, "Reverend. May I have a few words with that Shao Zhongxiang? "
Zhang Yan nodded and said, "As you wish, Sect Leader Bai."
Bai Jiying stepped forward and stopped ten steps away from Shao Zhongxiang. He looked at him for a while and asked sternly, "Sect Leader Shao. Recently, there have been rumors that you colluded with the Python tribe and intended to offer the Divine House Mountain to the other races. Is this true? "
As soon as he said this. Immediately, a few sects that were on good terms with the Mount E Sect followed suit. The clamor of voices rose to the sky.
Shao Zhongxiang himself was a cultivator of the other races. These words were actually scolding him in his face. Even though his heart was filled with hatred, his expression did not change. He said, "It's just misinformation."
"Misinformation?" Bai Jiying laughed coldly, "If you want to fight with Zhenren Zhang without making it clear, then we will not agree to it."
Shao Zhongxiang's expression was firm. He said, "My sect has indeed recruited a few demon cultivators, but this is not a taboo. A few days ago, the sect leader of Zhongtai Sect issued an edict. As long as one is willing to be a disciple of the sect, regardless of one's background, one can go. Hence, many demon cultivators from the sea came to Dong Sheng. My Longxiang sect took advantage of this opportunity to recruit one or two. What's so strange about that?"
There would be no smoke without fire. If he just shirked everything, no one would believe him. So, he simply changed his excuse. Fortunately, he had thought about it for a long time, and it was reasonable to use it as a reason.
Bai Jiying did not have any concrete evidence at the moment, so he really could not find any fault with him. But this move was only to suppress Shao Zhongxiang's arrogance. He did not expect to topple him. He snorted coldly and did not speak anymore. He turned around and bowed to Zhang Yan before retreating.
Ever since Zhang Yan arrived, he did not look at Shao Zhongxiang. Instead, he noticed Han Wangke who was sitting at the side. He was surprised and thought to himself, "That person's body is surging with spiritual energy, like the ebb and flow of the tide. It's obviously an aura that can only be achieved by practicing the Xuanze Zhen Miao Upper Cave Technique."
His disciple Liu Yanyi practiced this technique, so she was very familiar with this kind of aura.
Other than the top ten disciples of the sect, only those who obtained a ranking in the sect's competition could practice this technique. But there were also disciples of aristocratic families who chose this technique. It's just that they did not have the complete technique and could only stop at the level of Yuanying. If they wanted to advance to the next level, they would need to change their technique. And for this person to be able to practice to this level, it was obvious that he had a proper inheritance.
He thought for a moment and thought of a possibility. He no longer looked at Han Wangke and asked Shao Zhongxiang, "Sect Leader Shao, I came as promised. How do you want to fight?"
Shao Zhongxiang did not stand on ceremony and said, "I heard that when Zhenren Zhang competed with Yong Fu, they had three rounds of sparring. Today, I wish to follow suit. I wonder if Zhenren dares to?"
Sun Tong, the head of the House of Benyi, sneered, "The venue of the battle is chosen by you and the rules of the battle is also decided by you. I cannot see through Sect Leader Shao's cultivation, but your skin is extremely thick."
Shao Zhongxiang ignored him and only stared at Zhang Yan. He transmitted his voice, "I heard that Zhenren Zhang desired three types of spiritual herbs and did not hesitate to exchange for them with profound weapons. I also have a few treasures here. I don't want those treasures. As long as Zhenren is willing to follow the rules, I will immediately offer them to you."
Zhang Yan was slightly surprised. This Shao Zhongxiang really put a lot of thought into this battle. He even used the fact that he needed spiritual herbs. But he did not care about the method of the battle. He smiled and transmitted his voice, "As Sect Leader Shao wishes."
Of course, Shao Zhongxiang would not fake this matter. He signaled to the child beside him. The child walked up and handed over a jade box.
Zhang Yan took it in his hand. He did not need to check it. He only needed to infuse his spiritual Qi into it and he found out that it contained all three herbs. Not only was there a lot of Ghost Sunflower and Crouching Earth Lotus, there was also a lot of Snake Ring Jewels. This was an unexpected surprise. This item had always been rare. He had only managed to collect a little of it. He did not know where this person got it from.
He nodded. Shao Zhongxiang saw that he accepted it and said loudly, "In the first round, you and I will each use a Dao technique and supernatural power. The other party only needs one person to come out and accept it empty-handed to win. Otherwise, we will lose. If both parties accept it, it will be a draw. In the second round, you and I will go up and compete. As for the third round, Hanyuan School and Longxiang School will each send out one person. We will compete to determine the winner."
He did not think that he could not win against Zhang Yan. It was just that Han Wangke's presence increased his confidence.
That day when he challenged him, this person's defense was very strict. No matter what he did, he could not break into the inner circle. Not only was his technique brilliant, his cultivation was even more profound.
If he won the first two rounds, he would not need this person. If it was a draw, this person would be of great use.
Zhang Yan had already expected this. Since the other party wanted to use spiritual herbs in exchange, the conditions would definitely be advantageous to him. This would greatly reduce his side's chances of winning. Therefore, he did not say much. He nodded and said, "Let's do it this way."
Shao Zhongxiang's eyes revealed a hint of fierceness. He said, "In the first round, will you go first? Or will I go first?"
Zhang Yan smiled faintly and said, "Head Shao, please go first."
Shao Zhongxiang did not stand on ceremony. He looked behind him and said, "Who will come out and accept my Dao technique?"
Without waiting for Zhang Yan to speak, Zhang Boyan walked out from the crowd and laughed sinisterly. He said, "That day, Head Shao and I were in a hurry and did not enjoy ourselves to the fullest. Now, let me experience your brilliance."
Shao Zhongxiang stared at him and said, "It really is you! Good, very good. "
That day, Zhang Boyan injured his disciple and forced him to retreat. This greatly damaged his reputation. Now that there was a chance for revenge, how could he let it go?
When Han Wangke saw Zhang Boyan walk out, his expression changed slightly. He carefully looked for a while and wondered, "Looking at this person, he looks like the rumored elder of the Netherworld Spring Sect, Zhang Boyan. Strange, why is he here? Why did the Netherworld Spring Sect extend their hands into the Dong Sheng Continent? Could it be that they are plotting something? "
He frowned secretly. Once the Devil's Calamity started, the remaining four Devil's Caves would appear one by one in the next thousand years. Thus, the foundation of the Devil's Doctrine was in the Dong Hua Continent. Although the Xuan had disappeared and the Devil had risen, in terms of foundation and disciples, the Xuan Gate still had the upper hand. Why did the Netherworld Spring Sect send an elder to the Dong Sheng Continent at this time?
While he was deep in thought. On the other side, Shao Zhongxiang said coldly, "Be careful."
After he finished speaking, he muttered an incantation. After a while, he put two fingers together and pointed forward. Suddenly, a ray of spiritual light appeared between the two of them. It was thin and as black as ink. It looked like cotton and silk, and it went straight for the center of Zhang Boyan's brows.
Zhang Boyan's expression was solemn. His eyes flashed with green light like green flames, and he stared at the ray of spiritual light.
This first battle was extremely advantageous to the person who made the move because he did not need to worry about his own defense. He only needed to use his full strength. On the other hand, the person who blocked it could not dodge and could not use any treasures. It was actually several times more dangerous than fighting head-on.
If it was in the past, he would have used the Underworld Escape Technique to escape and then come up with a plan to defeat the enemy. But now, he could not do that. He immediately turned his spiritual Qi, and several demons flew out and collided with the spiritual light.
Who would have thought that the black light would pass right through the demon's body, unable to stop it in the slightest?
Shao Zhongxiang sneered in his heart. This was a curse he learned from a Daoist when he was traveling in the South Cliff Continent. It was called the Seven Emotions Hooking Curse.
This curse required the condensed resentment of 9,999 people who died a violent death, supplemented by the thousand-year black spider silk, and more than 300 kinds of impure things in the mortal world to cultivate.
Under this curse, a cultivator's protective light was also useless. Once it touched the body, it would immediately be infected by the curse. It would pollute the Daoist body, obscure the spirit, and cause them to fall into the secular world's illusion. They would not be able to extricate themselves, and it could be said to be extremely sinister.
It was just that when this curse was activated, it required tens of breaths, so he could only use it here.
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