After Han Wangke left Shenwu Mountain, he didn't return to his residence in the sea. Instead, he went to other places to pick herbs. Half a month later, he returned to his cave.
As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he saw a green-robed cultivator sitting there as if waiting for him. Seeing him enter, the cultivator stood up with a smile and cupped his hands. "Fellow Daoist Han, I've been waiting for you for a few days. I thought you wouldn't come back."
At this moment, a gentle and beautiful maid came up to greet him. She looked a bit frightened. "Master, you've returned. Fellow Daoist Luo brought a lot of …"
Han Wangke seemed to have expected this. He waved his hand and smiled. "It's nothing. You can leave first."
The gentle and beautiful woman saw that he didn't look nervous at all. She felt a bit relieved. She bowed and retreated out of the hall.
Han Wangke went to the main seat and sat down. He said, "Fellow Daoist Luo is a busy man. I'm sure you have something important to tell me."
The green-robed cultivator looked at him. After a while, he suddenly smiled. "I heard that Shao Zhongxiang and Zhang Daoist fought. Fellow Daoist Luo admitted defeat before the fight even started. What's the reason?" Although his smile was kind, there was a hint of questioning in his words.
Han Wangke's expression didn't change. He said, "That's what I need to ask fellow."
The green-robed cultivator made an 'oh' sound and said sincerely, "Fellow Daoist, please tell me. If it's really my fault, I'll definitely apologize to fellow Daoist."
Han Wangke turned his body slightly to the side and looked over, saying, "Although this poor Taoist is a guest of your clan, I have already said in advance that I will not make things difficult for the disciples of the Yincang Sect. Your clan leader has also agreed."
The green-robed cultivator was slightly surprised. He said, "This is the Dong Sheng Continent. What …" He paused as if he suddenly thought of something. His expression became serious. He said, "You're saying that Zhang Daoist is a disciple of Qincang? How can you be sure? "
Han Wangke slowly said, "The Sect of Hanyuan was established by Senior Brother Shen Baishuang. It can be considered as my Qincang Villa. That Taoist Zhang claims to be a disciple of Zhou Chongju, isn't he a disciple of my Qincang Villa? "
When the azure-robed cultivator heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He stood up and shouted, "Zhang Yan! Are you talking about Zhang Yan? "
Han Wangke didn't expect such a big reaction. He frowned and said, "He didn't tell me his name, and I didn't ask."
By then, the cyan-robed cultivator had also calmed down. He gritted his teeth and said, "Since he's Zhou Chongju's disciple, it must be him!"
Han Wangke was baffled, "So what?
The azure-robed cultivator sighed and sat down again. He said bitterly, "Fellow Daoist, you don't know. Back then, he wielded the Northern Dark Metropolis Heavenly Sword and broke the Four Emblems God Slaying Formation, forcing my Python Tribe to avoid the people on the sea. That was him. "
This time, it was Han Wangke's turn to reveal a shocked expression, involuntarily crying out, "Fellow Daoist is saying that he was injured …" Speaking up to here, he seemed to realize that he had misspoken and abruptly stopped himself. He didn't dare to continue.
The azure-robed cultivator shook his head and said, "It's not just that. Twenty years ago, during the 16 sects' sword duel, this person defeated the disciples of the various sects and killed more than ten elders of the demonic sect. Even Feng Haiyang of the Netherspring Sect, who had cultivated to the third stage of Yuanying, was defeated by his sword. In terms of fighting abilities, he's the best among the 16 sects. "
Han Wangke was dumbfounded. Ever since he was chased out of the sect, he had been living in seclusion in the Eastern Sea. He didn't interact with his fellow Daoists, so he didn't know about these things. When he first saw Zhang Yan, he thought that he was just a rising star in the sect. He didn't expect him to be so talented. While he was shocked, he also felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
At this moment, the azure-robed cultivator thought about many things and instantly felt uneasy. He stood up again and paced around the hall.
Although Zhang Yan was only a Yuanying cultivator, his identity wasn't simple. He was one of the top ten disciples of the Qincang Sect and the best among the 16 sects in sword duels. Why did he suddenly appear in the Dong Sheng Continent? Could it be because of the Python Tribe?
Thinking about this, he couldn't stay any longer. "No, I have to report this matter to the clan leader. Fellow Daoist Han, thank you for telling me. If not, I would still be in the dark. I'll take my leave now."
He hurriedly cupped his hands and left. Han Wangke wanted to stand up to send him off, but he saw that the azure-robed cultivator had already turned into a ray of light and left. He couldn't help but shake his head and stroke his long beard. He sat in the chair in a daze, no one knew what he was thinking.
Song Chuyuan and Song Chuyuan flew day and night. It only took them two days and two nights to rush back to Cang Zhu Peak.
After entering the sect, the lame Daoist glanced around and was shocked.
Along the way, he saw traces of the flood waves everywhere. However, the inside of the sect was covered in trees and trees. The pavilions were neat and tidy, the lake was wide and the mountains were tall. It was magnificent and majestic. This was because the sect's restrictive array had blocked the flood outside the sect.
The security was so tight that it could even block the Flood Tribulation. Even if Wei Shuling had double the number of people, as long as they were prepared in advance, they wouldn't be afraid.
Because the sect didn't have a token, Song Chuyuan didn't dare to break the rules. He had left the sect for a year and brought the lame Daoist here, so he could only slowly walk up the mountain. Luckily, Cang Zhu Peak was above the spirit vein of the divine house. There were many white springs and beautiful stones. The scenery was very beautiful and it wasn't boring.
After walking for less than an hour, the two of them reached the peak of Cang Zhu Peak. The cliff here was steep, the pine and cypress trees were lush, and the grass was lush. There was a cave that was embedded into the mountain wall. On the two stone doors, there was a white jade board with the two words "Cang Zhu" written on it.
In front of the cave was a stone platform that was about four to five acres wide. It was all paved with white jade bricks. A bell pavilion could be seen on the left side of the stone wall. Less than a few steps away, a waterfall poured down from the clouds, forming a clear pond near the cave. A few spirit carps with long whiskers swam back and forth in the pond. At this moment, there was a big-headed boy sitting on a rock. From time to time, he would throw bait into the water, causing the carps to fight for it. They jumped up and down, and from time to time, they would shine with a golden light.
Song Chuyuan walked forward and said to the big-headed boy, "Please inform the sect master that Song Chuyuan has returned and is here to see you."
The big-headed boy got down from the rock and said, "Daoist, please wait." When he finished, he went inside to pass the message.
Song Chuyuan whispered, "This Daoist boy is a different cultivator and is trusted by Spiritual Master Zhang. Fellow Daoist, don't offend him."
The lame Daoist nodded and thought to himself, 'From the looks of it, this Spiritual Master Zhang is really like what Fellow Daoist Song said. He doesn't view different cultivators as dangerous beasts.'
Not long after, Jing You came out and said, "Daoist Song, Master is calling for you."
Song Chuyuan turned around and said to the lame Daoist, "Fellow Daoist Tang, please wait here for a moment."
The lame Daoist smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Song, please go ahead."
Song Chuyuan tidied up his clothes and walked into the cave.
The lame Daoist stood outside the cave alone. He looked around and admired the surrounding scenery.
Although his talent wasn't bad, it was a pity that his body was incomplete, so the main sects weren't willing to accept him. He could only become a disciple of an evil cultivator who lived deep in the mountains. Because he was the only disciple in the sect, it wasn't easy for him to cultivate, let alone teach a disciple. Thus, he was worried that after he reincarnated, no one would come to guide him. Thus, he had the idea of seeking protection from a sect.
When Song Chuyuan found him, he felt that Zhang Yan was a suitable person for him to rely on. First, Hanyuan Sect wasn't like the five main sects. If he, a first layer Yuanying cultivator, took the initiative to join them, they would most likely take him seriously. Second, he observed the actions of this sect master. He was quite capable and wasn't a mediocre person. This kind of person was enough to make a sect prosper. If he boarded this boat that traveled with the wind, even if it didn't work out, he could still use it to change his luck.
After a while, Jing You came out of the cave again. He bowed and said, "Is it Daoist Tang, Master invites you inside to meet him."
The lame Daoist was instructed by Song Chuyuan not to look down on him just because he was a Daoist child. He said with a smile, "Thank you."
Jing You smiled and said, "When Daoist Tang meets Master, remember not to exaggerate. If you have anything to say, just say it as it is."
The lame Daoist looked at him deeply. He raised his hand and bowed.
Jing You said, "Follow me."
After the lame Daoist followed Jing You into the cave, they walked towards a small path on the right. After walking on the flat stone floor for dozens of steps, they saw a jade staircase going up. After walking for a hundred steps, they entered a stone residence that was thirty feet square. The walls were inlaid with pearls, filling the room with light. On the stone platform sat a handsome and dignified young Daoist. His eyes were like cold pools, deep and unfathomable. Song Chuyuan stood at the side with a respectful expression.
Song Chuyuan saw him and bowed to the seated Daoist, saying, "Daoist Master, this is Daoist Tang Jin."
Zhang Yan looked over, nodded, and said with a smile, "Daoist Tang, I heard from Daoist Song that you used a cultivator to trick Wei Shuling and the others. Did they suspect you at that time?"
The lame Daoist knew that he had to explain clearly, so he went forward and bowed, replying respectfully, "Daoist Zhang, that person's real name is Zou Xiao, he was originally Elder Zhong Tai. But by chance, I was able to capture him and use a secret technique to steal his mind. Usually, I use him to secretly obtain some cultivation items in the celestial city. Among Wei Shuling's group, someone must have recognized his identity, so I was able to trick him."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly, accepting this explanation. He then asked, "Since this person is still alive, then where is he now?"
The lame Daoist said seriously, "Without reporting to Daoist Master, how would I dare to bring him here? Before I came here, I ordered him to return to his hiding place. "
He had to be careful with this action. Zou Xiao was, after all, Elder Zhong Tai, and he was involved in many things. If this matter was leaked, Zhong Tai would definitely come for revenge.
He was a loner, so there was nothing to be afraid of. But he was not sure of Zhang Yan's attitude. If he rashly brought him here, it was possible that the other party would kill him on the spot and hand him over to Zhong Tai.
He made up his mind that if the other party showed interest in this matter, then he would think of a way to leave this place.
Zhang Yan seemed to see through his thoughts. He smiled and did not pursue the matter any further. He said, "I still have to thank Fellow Daoist Tang for helping us this time. Jing You, go find a good cave abode and settle the two of them down."
The lame Daoist knew that they only met once, and the other party might not trust him. But when Wei Shuling arrived, there would be a chance to show off. After bowing, he left with Song Chuyuan.
Daoist Nun Wei and the others flew over the sea, traveling in the morning and resting at night. On the way, they passed by the celestial city where Zhong Tai was, but they all stayed far away. After traveling for more than ten days, the Shenwu Mountain was already in sight.
Ceng Conglun said, "At most in two or three days, we can enter the mountain."
Hearing this, everyone's spirits rose, and they all sped up. After traveling for another two hours, the sea suddenly became foggy, and the surroundings became a vast expanse of whiteness.
Elder Xing was the first to notice that something was wrong. With their eyesight, they actually could not see through the fog. His expression became serious, and he said, "Everyone, be careful.
At this moment, everyone's body stiffened, and it was difficult for them to move, as if they were shackled. The eyes of the disciples were all red, and they could not move at all. Daoist Nun Wei's face lost all color, and she cried out involuntarily, "Heaven and earth are trapped?"
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