In the middle of the crooked river, Qiu Hanyue sat on an altar with her hands on her knees.
The river in front of Blue Feather Pavilion was crisscrossed. In addition, it had a close relationship with Bright Nether Heavenly Lake. Thus, the Sect Leader ordered the disciples to build five altars.
However, even though the altar had been set up, it still needed to set up the formation flags and send disciples to guard it. In this way, the manpower seemed to be slightly stretched. Moreover, she had nothing to do in the sect, so she took the initiative to volunteer and came here to guard one of the altars.
At this moment, there was a sound of water. Suddenly, a monster carp leaped out and spat out a talisman on the shore. Its fins faced up, and it bowed like a human before diving back into the water.
Qiu Hanyue reached out and took the talisman. After taking a look, she revealed a look of shock, "Eh? Two altars downstream were destroyed?"
She shook her head and complained, "Why did you use a monster carp to send a message for such an urgent matter? You should have used a flying letter."
After the altars were set up, they agreed to send a message every hour to prevent any changes.
However, as a result, they had to send at least twenty times a day.
The messenger flying letters used by the cultivators of the big sects were made of dozens of refined external medicines. Once they were used, the spiritual vigor would be lost. Therefore, if they were purely using flying letters, other than the big sects of the Xuanmen, no small sects would be able to afford it.
However, using a monster carp to send a talisman was not costly.
As long as one chanted an incantation by the side of the river and threw a letter, it would automatically take over the transmission at an extremely fast speed. Apart from being slower than a flying letter, there were no other flaws. Sometimes, it was even more secretive.
However, in an emergency, if one didn't know how to be flexible, it would delay matters.
Qiu Hanyue guessed. If the person who destroyed the altars hadn't retreated, then he shouldn't be far from where she was now.
With a swipe of her white hand, she plucked up a formation flag and gently shook it. In a split second, the spell altar's restriction was activated, and layers of spiritual light rippled. Then, with a light tap of her finger, she buried a few magic tools in a few secret places.
After doing all this, she calmed down.
The other party could destroy two altars in a short period of time. She definitely couldn't underestimate him. If he could defend this place, he would defend it. If he couldn't win, he could use this as a cover to escape.
After about half an hour … She saw a black flying boat coming from downstream. His speed was neither fast nor slow. There were two people standing on the boat. The one on the left wore a black hat. The young cultivator with loose sleeves had a gentle and warm smile on his face.
The person standing on the right was slightly shorter, but very sturdy. His appearance was rough, and his eyes were wide open. A thick beard was casually scattered in front of his chest, allowing the strong wind to blow against it.
When Qiu Hanyue saw the two of them, she let out a sigh of relief. If the Yuanying cultivators were here, it would be very difficult to deal with them. Fortunately, they were both at the Core Formation Stage, so she thought she could handle them.
He thought to himself, "Since these two didn't rely on their own magic power to break the altar, then they must have relied on magic treasures.
Thinking up to this point, she was much calmer than she was Just Now. If it was just a competition of magic treasures, she didn't fear cultivators of the same generation.
After the flying boat arrived, it circled above the altar a few times. The sturdy cultivator looked down and said, "This place is well guarded. I'm afraid it won't be as easy to attack as the previous ones."
The two altars in front were slightly inexperienced, and they were clumsy when dealing with it. Moreover, they had supreme treasures in their hands, so they easily broke through the altars. However, the cultivator here seemed to be an experienced Daoren. He wasn't someone who could be easily bullied.
Han Ji looked down and said, "Let's just go upstream. Blue Feather Pavilion has five altars. It's not a big deal to miss one. If we stop here, we'll give the people behind us a chance."
The sturdy cultivator laughed and said, "Junior Martial Brother Han, you must be joking. With the magic treasures you borrowed from Enlightened Master Wen, dealing with these altars is a piece of cake. Looks like this girl has some tricks up her sleeve. I'm willing to give it a try."
Han Ji smiled and said, "I didn't borrow it. I just took it behind the guard boy's back. After using it, I still have to return it. Senior Martial Brother Huang, you better keep your mouth shut."
Huang Daoist waved his hand and said, "I know, I know. We've both used magic treasures before. If Enlightened Master Wen hears about it, no one will benefit. Why would I make things difficult for myself?"
The two of them pointed at the altar but didn't come over. Qiu Hanyue couldn't help but feel angry. However, this altar wasn't like the mountain gate's formation. It didn't have the power to attack, so she couldn't do anything to the other party.
With a thought, he raised his hand and tossed out a Seven Colored Fragrant Flower. When it reached the sky, the petals scattered and danced in the air, colorful and gorgeous. At first, there were only a few dozen petals, but after a few breaths, there were thousands of petals.
This was given to her by a Enlightened Master from Li Mountain Sect when he came to Qincang School to visit Qi Yuntian. It was called the Seven Killing Fragrant Flower Formation. It could use one flower to create a forbidden formation, and it was the sect's most famous technique. Most Core Formation cultivators in the sect relied on this technique when they went out.
Now that she used it, Huang Daoist couldn't help but be shocked. He then chuckled and opened his hand. Immediately, a ball of bloody light appeared in his palm and poured down like a curtain. When it came into contact with the petals, it made a sizzling sound and lost its spiritual light. It became dry and charred, falling down in large handfuls.
Qiu Hanyue immediately recognized who it was and thought, "So it's a cultivator from the Blood Soul Sect."
She was also someone who didn't want to admit defeat. She activated her mystic art and the Dan Sha in her body turned into a clear blue spring. It rushed up and immediately dispersed most of the bloody light.
Han Ji's expression changed and he asked, "Xuanze True Wonder Upper Cave Technique? Which Enlightened Master of Qincang School are you under? "
Even in Qincang School, this technique couldn't be taught to just anyone. Those who could learn this technique were mostly under the Grotto-Heaven Sect.
Qiu Hanyue said warily, "Who are you? Tell me your name first."
Han Ji smiled and said, "My surname is Han. Speaking of which, I have a lot to do with your Qincang School."
Huang Daoist laughed and said, "Junior Brother Han, what's there to hide? Then, little lady, let me tell you. This junior brother of mine was originally a disciple of the Yunlang House of Han. Such a talented person, but your Qincang School couldn't keep him. Instead, he joined my Blood Soul Sect. It's clear that my Spirit Gate should take advantage of this and rise. Sooner or later, I will replace your Mystic Gate."
Qiu Hanyue was surprised and said, "The Yunlang House of Han?"
Han Ji frowned and said, "Senior Brother Huang, why are you talking to her? Let's not waste time here and go somewhere else."
Huang Daoist saw how calm Qiu Hanyue was and knew that it would be impossible for him to successfully take down this place. He agreed and fought for a while longer. Then, he found a chance to hit the waves and turn the flying boat around, heading towards the sky.
Han Ji instantly relaxed and thought to himself, "Today's warning can be considered as me repaying Senior Brother Zhang's favor."
He was now a disciple of Wen Qingxiang. It was just that half a day ago, when he heard that Feng Qingping was going to act against Blue Feather Pavilion, he wanted to warn them. After thinking about it … He invited a fellow sect member to come here and destroy the altar that Blue Feather Pavilion had created.
Although he didn't say anything, he knew that as long as Zhang Yan heard his name and did this, he would most likely understand the deeper meaning behind it. At the very least, he would be alerted. At the very least, he would be alerted.
Not long after the two left … In the river beside the altar, there was a sudden tumble, and two demon cultivators popped their heads out. One of them was Yuyuan Tribe's Elder Feng. He stood on the waves and said, "What a pity. If those two had come down a bit more, I would have definitely taught them a lesson."
The other person was also a Demon Tribe Elder. He said, "It's not a pity. We can't afford to offend Qincang School, but can we afford to offend the Blood Soul Sect?"
Elder Mian narrowed his eyes and said with some eagerness, "Daoist Chi is right, but do you think we can fight against the Mystical and Demonic Sects if we build an altar in the Northern Darkstar Continent like the Yue Cang Sect?"
He could tell that if the altar was built like this, over time, the North Lands of the Donghua Continent would gradually spread out a huge net. The situation where the Demonic Sects could come and go as they pleased would definitely change.
If this method could be used in the Donghua Continent, it meant that it could also be used in the North Darkstar Continent. If it could be done, then Qincang School wouldn't be able to control Yuyuan Tribe anymore. Thinking of this, he felt a little excited.
Elder Chi, however, was not optimistic. He shook his head and said, "Daoist Miao, don't forget that this method was created by Zhang Zhenren. How could he not be on guard against us? Moreover, Qincang School has always had the ability to overturn the seas and rivers. No matter what, they won't be able to get away scot-free. Also, setting up an altar would require a lot of precious materials. Only a large Xuanmen sect like Qincang School could do this. If it were someone else, how could it be done? "
When Elder Miao heard this, it was as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him. The thoughts that had arisen Just Now were immediately extinguished. He said in a low voice, "Indeed, I was thinking too much. But Zhang Zhenren is spending so much today. As time goes by, I'm afraid that the precious materials will be uncountable. He isn't a disciple of any Grotto-Heaven Zhenren. Isn't he afraid that someone in Qincang School will be unhappy with him?"
Elder Chi smiled playfully and said, "Then let's see who will have the last laugh. If Zhang Zhenren wins, I think no one will say anything about this. But if he loses … Hehe, Xuanmen, the Devil Sect, isn't it the same no matter who we join?"
Qincang School, Fang Chen Courtyard, in front of the Earth Fire Heavenly Furnace, more than a hundred cultivators were controlling the Earth Fire and turning the spell flags. At this moment, the heat gradually subsided, and a Flying Starwheel Palace was about to be built.
Zhang Yan stood above, and Yue Chongyang accompanied him. The latter pointed below and said, "Fang Chen Courtyard now has enough manpower, and with the precious materials sent by Zhenren, we can build five Flying Starwheel Palaces in half a year, and two hundred in twenty years."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly. To do a good job, one must first sharpen his tools. He came to Fang Chen Courtyard to supervise the building of the Flying Starwheel Palace, so that it would be useful when the Devil's Cave appeared in the future.
Originally, what he valued the most were the "Soaring Phoenix Golden Temple" and the "Flying Dragon Flying Carriage" used by the Yuanying cultivators. However, the precious materials used to build these things were in the hands of the three main halls, and they were not something he could use at the moment. Even if he could ask Qi Yuntian and Huo Xuan to help, they would not be able to help much. Instead of that, it was better to build more Flying Starwheel Palaces.
He looked for a while and said in a low voice, "If there are many precious materials, don't save them for me. Build as many as you can."
Yue Chongyang could not help but look sideways, and his gaze was a little complicated.
He could see that the number of these precious materials was almost the limit that Zhang Yan could use as a Chief. It should be known that when Qincang School fought with the Demon Cultivators of Three Lakes, the number of flying palaces built was less than forty. If they did not win the battle of the Mystical Demons this time, there would be no way out. Even if they could go to the Du Zhen Hall, the opportunity to be promoted to the Heavenly Abode would most likely fall into the hands of others.
Zhang Yan did not hear his reply for a long time. He turned his head and said indifferently, "Is there any difficulty?"
Yue Chongyang met his gaze, which was like the morning stars, and could not help but lower his head. He composed himself and said with a straight face, "There is no problem. I will do my best and will not delay Zhenren's matter."
…
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
