Zhong Tai's side lost one of their disciples as soon as they arrived, causing the audience to gasp.
However, the cultivators in the sect acted as if nothing had happened. They whispered to each other and pointed at each other, discussing the person Just Now.
Elder Bai looked at the direction Lan Jianguang left, and after thinking for a while, he made a judgment, "That spirit dragon was raised by Fu Yang Sect's snake-eyed demonic Taoist. It was originally taken by Fengxiang sword school, how did it end up in Xuan Yue Sect's hands?"
Elder Lin said scornfully, "Xuan Yue Sect's words sound nice, saying that they won't associate with the heretical sects. A few days ago, they even mocked my Zhong Tai as a place that hides filth. But in private, hmph, who knows how many shady deals they have."
Bai Chang Daoren said, "The spirit dragon's scales are tough, and only powerful talismans can harm it. It's also born with a pair of red eyes that can confuse the mind. Luckily, it flies slowly, so if we meet this person again, it won't be hard to avoid it. I'm just afraid that this person has more tricks up his sleeves."
Yan Chang Daoren said, "Don't worry, my two juniors. That person's cultivation isn't high, so he might not be able to make the spirit dragon listen to him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to return."
Elder Bai said with realization, "That's right. Senior Brother's words hit the nail on the head. If that's the case, there's no need to be afraid."
At this moment, a flying boat came from the opposite side. A Daoist child was riding on it, and he held a sword in his arms. There was a picture of a mountain on the sword hilt, which was the token of Xuan Yue Sect's sect leader. When he got close, he raised the sword above his head and said with a clear child's voice, "Sect Leader Yang ordered me to send a message, asking your sect to give up the mountain and find another place to stay."
When the cultivators of Zhong Tai heard this, their expressions turned ugly.
The place they were at was wide and flat, with a mountain behind them and a river in front of them. It was a great location, and Just Now, there were dozens of altars. Although it wasn't difficult to build another altar, it was embarrassing to be forced to leave as soon as they gained a foothold.
Sect Leader Qiao, however, didn't show any displeasure. He waved his hand, and a young man beside him stood up and said, "Please reply to your sect leader, we will do as we promised."
The Daoist boy bowed and shook the talisman. He turned around and went back.
Elder Yan pondered for a moment, then flew up from the altar and stopped in front of Sect Leader Qiao's carriage. He bowed and took the initiative to apologize, "This old man's arrangement for this formation was improper. Please punish me, Sect Leader. "
Sect Leader Qiao consoled him instead, saying, "Since it's a duel, it's inevitable that there will be winners and losers. This is a common occurrence. Elder Yan, don't blame yourself. You'll just have to get your revenge next time."
Seeing that Sect Leader Qiao had easily let go of the matter, Elder Yan also put on a grateful expression at the right time. He bowed and said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, Sect Leader. I wonder where the disciples should go? "
Sect Leader Qiao stroked his beard and looked. After a short while, he pointed to a mountaintop in the northwest and said, "I think that place is suitable for us to stand."
Elder Yan turned around to look at Zhang Xuan. He also agreed and said, "This old man will go arrange it right away."
After bowing respectfully once more, he returned to the altar.
Elder Lin hurriedly came over and asked, "Senior Brother, did the Sect Leader make things difficult for you?"
Elder Yan said in a natural tone. He said, "Don't worry, it's just a loss of an outsider. How could the Sect Leader blame him? He's just putting on an act for others to see. "
After he said that, he waved his hand and found a disciple. He instructed, "Send a Peaceful Longevity Pill to every spell altar. As for the deceased Dao friend, send three bushels of Big Dipper Heroes and a ship of cinnabar to comfort his heart."
After that disciple left, Bai Chang Daoren said, "I'll go arrange for the altar to be moved."
Yan Chang Daoren said, "Thank you, Junior Brother."
After the arrangements were made, the Zhong Tai cultivators could only move their carriages forward. Originally, it attracted a lot of complaints, but once the Peaceful Longevity Pill was in their hands, they all quieted down. On the mountaintop in the northwest direction, they once again set up the altar. After being busy for an hour, it was finally settled.
At this time, everyone looked at Elder Yan. Just Now, it was Xuan Yue who came out to challenge him. According to the previous duels, this time, it should be Zhong Tai's side who sent out their people first.
Elder Yan stroked his beard. Just Now, Xuan Yue had won a battle, so this battle against Zhong Tai was especially important. They had to win for sure. However, if they immediately sent out their sect's heroes, it would seem like they didn't have enough confidence. This person's status couldn't be too high, but his strength couldn't be too weak. There weren't many suitable people here.
He didn't think for long before he came up with a plan. He turned to the person beside him and said, "Go and ask the Young Sect Leader if there's anyone suitable. If there isn't, I'll find someone else."
Elder Lin and Elder Bai exchanged glances. With Du Shixun's temper, as long as he asked, there was no way he wouldn't agree.
However, this person wasn't at the stage to go into battle yet, and he didn't have many capable people around him. If he lost, not only would his strength be exhausted, he would also lose face. If he won, it would be Elder Yan's strategy, and he would also be able to answer to Sect Leader Qiao.
The two altars were only a few miles apart. The disciple quickly rushed to Du Shixun's location and reported Elder Yan's words word for word.
Du Shixun laughed coldly and said, "Go back and tell Elder Yan that I'll take on this formation."
Then, he looked down at Zhang Yan.
However, before he could say anything, Xing Fuliu stepped forward and said, "Young Sect Leader, I'm willing to go." At the same time, he tilted his head and said to Zhang Yan, "Zhenren Zhang's transcendence energy is profound, it's better if you leave this formation to me."
As he spoke, he kept cupping his hands at him.
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Xing is willing, I will sit on the altar and wait for good news."
Du Shixun frowned. Of course, he wasn't afraid of Elder Yan asking him to make arrangements. Although there were only Zhang Yan and Xing Fuliu by his side, Zhang Yan was a second layer Yuanying cultivator, and his transcendence energy was far superior to a first layer cultivator. Moreover, he was invited from outside the sect, so it was appropriate for him to go. However, Xing Fuliu took the initiative to ask for help, so he couldn't disappoint him.
However, he was also afraid that Xing Fuliu would lose, so he took out an item from his sleeve and tossed it over. He said, "Take this treasure to protect yourself."
When Xing Fuliu caught it and circulated his spiritual energy, he knew that this treasure wasn't simple. He was overjoyed, bowed, and went up to the sky.
He wasn't being impulsive, but he knew very well that it wasn't enough to just rely on flattery to stay under Du Shixun's command. He might be able to get some small benefits, but if he wanted to be truly valued, he still had to show his own ability.
Right now, both sides were just testing each other, and the battle wasn't intense yet. It seemed like the time for those with powerful combat abilities to go on the battlefield was still far away. If he fought now, he might have some chance of winning, but if he waited any longer, he would be seeking death.
After he stood on the cloud, he said loudly, "That Lan Jianguang is Just Now Using Sorcery to Hurt People. It's not really a skill. I, Xing Fuliu, am here to ask for advice. May I ask Xuan Yue Cult, is there anyone willing to accept my challenge?"
After a while, someone also came out from the other side. As he expected, it wasn't a disciple of Xuan Yue Cult, but a cultivator in a blue robe with wide sleeves. He had thin eyebrows and fair skin, and a well-proportioned figure. He looked very delicate, and there was a sword with a phoenix head hanging on his waist. Judging from his robe alone, he wasn't from Xuan Yue Cult.
Xing Fuliu's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the sword had a unique shape. The other party seemed to have some connection with Fengxiang sword school, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
His mind raced and he suddenly had an idea. He took out the magic treasure that Du Shixun gave him and flashed it in his hand so that the other party could see it clearly. Then, he transmitted his voice and said, "Fellow Daoist, our cultivation levels are similar. If we have to fight, the one who wins will either die or be injured. Why don't we use another method? "
After the blue-robed cultivator saw the Dharma treasure, he couldn't help but frown, and also transmitted his voice, "What do you want?"
Xing Fuliu took out another pouch and said, "As long as Fellow Daoist can take this Dharma treasure of mine, I will immediately admit defeat. I won't go back on my word."
If the two sides weren't enemies, and they didn't want to fight to the death, this kind of battle was very common between cultivators.
The blue-robed cultivator thought about it, and he felt that in front of the cultivators of the two sects, even if he didn't make a vow, he wasn't afraid of Xing Fuliu going back on his word. He also had a supreme treasure to protect himself, so he replied generously, "Fine, as you say."
Xing Fuliu was secretly delighted, but he didn't show it on his face. He said, "Fellow Daoist, take it."
He shook the pouch so that the mouth of the pouch was facing outwards. He raised his hand and caressed the pouch. The inside of the pouch instantly swelled up as if it was full of air. There was another ripple, and a ball of black wind evil qi was spat out.
The blue-robed cultivator was on guard. He was also afraid that the other party would play tricks. If he felt that something was wrong, he would take the initiative to escape even if he had to admit defeat. However, when he saw that the black wind was powerful, it wouldn't be difficult for him to block it with his treasure. He couldn't help but make up his mind, and with a shake of his wrist, he took out a copper plate. The plate flipped in the air, and it reflected an auspicious light that covered his body.
The black wind came over, whistling in the distance, but when it got close, it suddenly separated, like a ghost's hand or a devil's claw. It coiled around him like a whip, and it kept tightening. It gathered more and more, as if it was endless.
However, the auspicious light did not diminish at all, and it was still bright like a star.
When the blue-robed cultivator saw Xing Fuliu's method, he was relieved, and let him do as he pleased.
Xing Fuliu looked carefully, and he made a judgment in his heart. Although this person dealt with it well, he didn't look like someone who was experienced in battle. He smiled slyly and thought to himself, "Dao Xing's luck isn't bad."
He patted the pouch, and suddenly a black bird flew out. After it came out, it chirped twice at the other side, and then turned back.
When the blue-robed cultivator heard the bird's chirping, for some reason, his spiritual vigor was in a mess, as if he was about to fall from the sky. He was shocked, and he quickly tried to stabilize his body.
Xing Fuliu was already waiting there, so how could he miss this opportunity? He activated his mana, and the boundless black wind squeezed toward the center, and in an instant, it crushed the auspicious light that no one was controlling. The blue-robed cultivator cried out in pain, and suddenly, his body turned into a swift sword ray, and in the blink of an eye, he tore the black wind apart, and went into the Xuan Yue Formation.
Xing Fuliu was stunned, and a trace of lingering fear arose in his heart.
If this person didn't escape Just Now, and instead attacked him with a sword, he might not be able to block it.
He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and imitated what Just Now Lan Jianguang did, and bowed to Yang Shuyong. He didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly returned to the spell altar. After he landed, he let out a breath, and bowed to Du Shixun, and said with a smile, "Young Sect Master, fortunately, I didn't disappoint you."
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