"Is that the Clear Nether Heavenly Lake?"
Zhao Yang looked over and saw a mountain standing on the vast plains. It was like a lonely pillar that rose from the ground and went straight into the clouds, as if it wanted to connect the earth to the sky. The surrounding clouds and mist gathered, and the smoke enveloped the area. He felt relaxed and happy as he looked at it.
At this time, he saw a group of cultivators on the peak and called out, "Junior Apprentice Brother Shen, come and take a look. Zhang Zhenren's sect has come out to welcome you."
Shen Dong took a few steps forward and took a few glances. He pointed to the front and said, "Who is that fellow Daoist in front? Is he from the same sect as Zhang Zhenren?"
Zhao Yang looked over and saw that the person he was pointing at was an elegant and beautiful woman. She wore a plain white Daoist robe and had her hair tied up with a silver ring. Her eyes were clear like water, and her beauty was something he had never seen in his life. He couldn't help but take a few more glances. He lowered his head and pondered for a while. He said, "Master said that Zhang Zhenren's eldest disciple, Liu Yanyi, is talented and intelligent. Since she is standing at the front, she must be Senior Apprentice Sister Liu."
Shen Dong couldn't help but be shocked, and he said with uncertainty, "Senior Sister Liu, could it be that you're already a Nascent Soul cultivator?"
Zhao Yang was a disciple of Zhang Boyan, he had learned the method of distinguishing Qi. He took a few more glances and confirmed, "Elder Martial Sister Liu's body is surrounded by strong Qi. Although my cultivation is not good and it is difficult for me to see the Qi Cloud, I am sure she is a Yuanying stage cultivator."
Shen Dong took a deep breath and slowly moved his gaze away to look at someone else. However, with this glance, his pupils constricted slightly. Not far behind Liu Yanyi was a handsome young man with a slight smile on his face. On his shoulder was a white-haired old ape, and above his head was a cloud. It was actually another Nascent Soul Daoist Master. He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Who is this?"
Zhao Yang saw the white-haired old ape and immediately guessed his identity. He smiled and said, "I think it is Zhang Zhenren's sixth disciple, Wei Zihong, Senior Apprentice Brother Wei. This is the sect master of Yaoyin Clan during the sword battle of the eighteen sects."
At this point, he suddenly turned his head. "Speaking of which, this senior brother's situation is somewhat similar to junior brother Shen's."
Shen Dong snorted and thought to himself, He's just a few years ahead of me. If I had Perfected Zhang's guidance, I wouldn't lose to him!
Very soon, the Chidragon ship slowly reached the cliff of Zhao You Mountain.
Liu Yanyi was at the front, and behind her were Wei Zihong and Han Zuocheng. She led a group of people to welcome them, and when they reached the edge of the cliff, she curtsied and said, "Welcome back to the mansion, Master."
The three generations behind him knelt down and said in unison, "Greetings, Grandmaster."
Zhang Yan came to the bow of the boat and smiled. He raised his hand and said warmly, "No need to stand on ceremony. Please rise."
Everyone bowed once more before standing up.
Zhang Yan's gaze swept over them one by one. He saw that all of his disciples had made great progress in their cultivation. Liu Yanyi and Wei Zihong didn't need to be mentioned. Their aptitudes were the best among his disciples, so it wasn't strange for them to reach the Nascent Soul stage.
As for Han Zuocheng, Ming Qi also had Core Formation cultivation, but he was only at the first level, which was barely satisfactory. On the other hand, Zuo Hanzhang, Lin Sixue, and the other three generations also had Core Formation cultivation. Although there were a few talented disciples under them, their cultivation wasn't high and they still needed to be polished.
He shifted his gaze to the back and saw a beautiful woman with an enchanting figure smiling at him. There was a cloud above her head that looked like black smoke. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo has achieved Yuanying, I have to congratulate you."
Luo Xiao pursed her lips and smiled. "I'm just basking in the light of Old Master's grotto-heaven."
Zhang Yan looked at everyone and found that two people were missing. He asked, "Where are Weng Zhiyuan and Yuan Yanhui?"
Liu Yanyi said, "Master, a few days ago, Linqing Monastery sent a letter asking for help. The two Daoists took the initiative to go and protect them. They are not in the mansion now."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly. Just as he was about to get off the boat, he stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look in the direction of the Great Lake of Dragon Lake. He saw two rays of light flying over from that direction. The first one was a piercingly cold sword rainbow that cut across the sky. Following closely behind it was a blue cloud that filled the sky. As it flew, there was a whistling sound. Both of them had an astonishing momentum. Not long after, they arrived above the boat, but they did not descend. Only a voice was heard, "Junior Brother Zhang, please come up and talk."
Zhang Yan pondered for a while and waved his sleeve. He said to his disciples, "You guys go back to the cave and wait for me."
After saying that, his body shook and turned into a ray of light and flew up into the sky.
When the two rays of light saw him coming up, they flew up and broke through the high clouds. After reaching Jiutian, they stopped Just Now, turned around and showed themselves.
The one on the left was dressed in white. He looked cold and heroic. The one on the right was a Daoist in green.
Zhang Yan smiled and bowed. "Senior Ning, Senior Luo, greetings."
Luo Qingyu looked at Zhang Yan for a while and said, "When Zhenren Shen came back, he said that you would be able to return to the sect in one or two hundred years. I didn't expect you to come back before a hundred years have passed. Junior Ning, what do you think?"
Ning Chongxuan's eyes lit up and disappeared after a while. He nodded and said, "You really have the cultivation of the third level of Yuanying."
Luo Qingyu shook his head and sighed, "Junior Martial Brother's talent, I am convinced." He then waved his sleeve and said, "Let's not talk about this today. The two of us are here to discuss something else with Junior Martial Brother."
Zhang Yan could also guess a little, so he said, "You two are senior martial brothers, please speak."
Luo Qingyu said slowly, "Since you have the cultivation of the third level, you should be the leader of the top ten."
Zhang Yan's eyes flickered. He thought for a while and asked, "Is it Senior Brother's idea?"
Luo Qingyu looked at Ning Chongxuan and said, "It is Senior Brother's idea, as well as mine and the other Junior Brothers' idea."
Zhang Yan nodded his head slightly. He noticed that both of them mentioned Zhenren Shen just now. If he was not mistaken, there must be a few Enlightened Masters behind this. Otherwise, Ning and Luo would not have come together. It was just that it was inconvenient to say it out loud. He thought for a while and said, "What about the current situation?"
Luo Qingyu saw that he did not reject immediately and his expression relaxed a little. He said, "After Senior Brother Huo passes away, Junior Brother Chen Feng will take over. As for Senior Brother Zhong, Junior Sister Feng will take over from Immortal Qin's disciple, Junior Sister Feng. The two of them have just entered the Ten Greats and have yet to establish their prestige. Their words do not carry much weight and their cultivation is temporarily not comparable to ours. I, Junior Brother Ning, Junior Brother Zhuang and Junior Sister Qin are all on your side.
He, Zhuang Bufan, and the others would at most step down in a few decades. By then, the person who would take over the position would be their junior brother. However, they were in the midst of the Devil's Calamity. If the leader was still in the hands of the aristocratic families, there would be problems.
Zhang Yan was different. Although he was not the direct descendant of the master and disciple, he would not be biased towards the aristocratic families. If there were no accidents, he could still sit on the position for more than a hundred years. With his cultivation of the third level of Yuanying, if he could become the leader of the top ten, his position would be unshakable. When he retired, the others who took over the position would be able to hold their own.
At this moment, Ning Chongxuan looked over and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, your cultivation is so profound that no one in the top ten can compare to you. The leader's position is yours to take!"
On this day, three white-haired old Taoists landed in front of Molten Smoke Island's Fiery Roaring Palace. These three were of high seniority in the four major clans, and all of them had the title of Elder on Duty in Daylight Hall.
The three were led to the main hall of the palace by the attendant. Du De was already waiting inside. After inviting the three to sit down, the leading elder said slowly, "Zhenren Du, why did you invite us here?"
Du De said calmly, "I want to resign from the position of the top ten leaders. I've specially informed the elders."
The leading elder was shocked and said, "What? Resign from the position of the top ten leaders?"
The other two elders were also in disbelief. They exchanged glances and one of them frowned and said, "Is this a private opinion of Zhenren Du, or is it the intention of the Du family?"
Du De did not answer but said indifferently, "I've been sitting on this position for more than three hundred years. I have no interest in the remaining decades. It's better to give it up."
The leading elder waved his hand and said without thinking, "Absolutely not!"
He seemed to be aware that his tone was too heavy. He coughed and said, "Zhenren Du, why do you have such thoughts? When Zhenren Huo was still around, he gave way to the Master and his disciples step by step. As a result, the number of external objects and spiritual places and abodes was greatly reduced compared to before. Zhenren Chen did not say anything on the surface, but we can all see that he is extremely disappointed in him. Now we need to rely on you to pull ourselves together. After a few decades, the situation will change greatly. How can you just say that you want to resign at such a critical time? "
Du De was unmoved and said, "Yesterday when Junior Brother Zhang returned, I ordered the sect not to go out to welcome him. I believe the three elders have heard about the result."
The three of them were silent. On the day Zhang Yan returned, Luo Qingyu and Ning Chongxuan ignored Du De's order and went out to welcome him. But half a day later, Qin Nan and Zhuang Bufan also went to visit Zhao You Heavenly Lake. How could they not see the deep meaning in every move?
But how could they be willing to give up the top ten positions?
After a while, the leading elder said slowly, "There are five people on their side, and there are also five people on Zhenren Du's side. If they fight, the outcome is still uncertain."
When he said this, he was actually not confident enough. After all, it was a game of chess played behind the scenes by several Zhenren Dongtian. Since Shen Baishuang became a Cave Abode, Qin Yu rarely spoke. It was hard to say whether she would stand on their side this time.
At this time, a light suddenly rose on the jade platform in the palace. There seemed to be a person standing in it, and a sonorous voice came, "Du De, I allow you to resign."
Everyone present looked serious. They all stood up and bowed respectfully, "Greetings, Zhenren Du."
Zhenren Du sneered and said to the three of them, "You have lived in vain, but you are not as clear as Du De. Now that Zhang Yan has returned to the mountain gate, it is the Master and his disciples who want to help him take the position. This is Meng Zhi De and the others who are using their power to oppress him, so we can only give in first."
An elder was not convinced and said boldly, "Why don't you let Zhenren Du and Zhenren Zhang compete? We are not willing to give in for no reason! "
Zhenren Du suddenly fell silent and then said, "Zhang Yan is a genius. Now he is a cultivator in the third level of Yuanying. Du De is not his opponent."
"What?"
The three elders were all shocked. One of them seemed to think of something and said involuntarily, "This, this Zhang Yan has cultivated for less than three hundred years, right?"
The three of them were a little dizzy. His Elixir was at the first level, and he became a cultivator in the third level of Yuanying in less than three hundred years. Throughout the ages, there seemed to be very few people like him.
At this time, Du De's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "Senior Brother Luo didn't come to compete with me for the top ten chiefs. Now it seems that he already had a plan."
Zhenren Du said in a low voice, "Shen Baishuang met Zhang Yan in Dongsheng and made this arrangement after he came back. We did not expect this. This time, the Master and his disciples won."
The three elders looked at each other. A few years ago, after Huo Xuan lost his position, Luo Qing Yu and Du De both had the opportunity to take the chief's position. However, their cultivations were similar. If they fought, it was hard to say who would win. Therefore, the family paid a great price to make them withdraw voluntarily. But it seemed that they did it on purpose?
Zhenren Du said, "Du De has been in charge of the chief's position for years, and your family has gained a lot of benefits. Now, the Du family has offended people for you. Don't bother us again!"
After saying this, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the hall. The three elders felt their minds shake and drifted out in a daze. When they woke up again, they found that they were already outside the Smelting Island. The elder in charge sighed and said, "It's a pity that the chief's position is going to fall into the hands of the Master and his disciples again in less than two hundred years."
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