Time flew, and twenty-four years passed in a blink of an eye.
Both Xuanwu and Demonic clans were secretly preparing for the appearance of the Devil's Cave. Although there were occasional small conflicts, it was generally peaceful.
On the East Sea, a large ship cut through the waves. Wang Caiwei sat in the cabin and played the zither. The gentle sound of flowing water flowed out from the strings. She was ordered by her master to recruit cultivators in Dongsheng Continent. Now that she had completed the task, she returned to Dong Hua.
In Dongsheng Continent, because of the Dragon Pillar Assembly and the chaos of the Green Jade Celestial Centipede, the Yuanying cultivators, regardless of whether they were disciples of the major sects or random people, suffered many casualties. Those who were willing to come to Dong Hua Continent were even fewer. She tried hard, but in the end, she only found five people.
However, there was also a pleasant surprise. When Daoist Nun Wei heard about this, she expressed her willingness to come and help.
Zhongtai Sect was slightly prosperous now, but after all, it occupied most of the North Continent. Because they had to guard against the invasion of the Python Tribe, they were short on manpower and could not mobilize many people. However, because of the friendship between the two sects, they sent Du Shixun, who had the highest level of cultivation in the sect.
Together with Tang Jin, Song Chuyuan, Pavilion Master Qian from Kwantam-in, and their disciples, there were a total of ten Yuanying cultivators.
Wang Caiwei finished playing and suddenly heard the sound of seagulls mixed with the sound of the waves. She asked, "Where are we now?"
A female disciple walked in. Wan Fu said, "Dear, we are almost at Sealed Prayer Island."
Wang Caiwei let out a sigh of relief. After Sealed Prayer Island, they would reach the inland sea. Fortunately, this trip was smooth and did not have many twists and turns. However, when they went out to sea last time, they still saw many demonic cultivators. She did not know if they would run into them this time.
She thought about it. She said, "There may be demonic disciples here. Order the people below to be careful."
The young girl smiled. "Dear, with so many Zhenrens on this ship, the demonic cultivators would not dare to come here."
This young girl was Wang Ying, a descendant of a branch of the Wang family. Wang Caiwei saw that she had the potential to cultivate, so she brought her into the sect and kept her by her side. It could be said that they were half master and half disciple. and half disciple. Thus, when they spoke, they were less apprehensive and more intimate.
Wang Caiwei said, "That's true, but there's no harm in being careful. The Spiritual Masters of the Dongsheng Continent have never seen the methods of the cultivators of the Devil Sect. Even if they're unharmed, if their disciples get hurt, they'll have to face the consequences. That's not beautiful either. "
The young girl said, "That's right. My wife is really thoughtful. Disciple will go and pass on the order."
When everyone heard that they were about to reach the Donghua Continent, they all retreated from their seats. They had been informed beforehand that the Mystic and Demon clans of the Donghua Continent were going to fight. Now that there was no safe place in the continent, everyone was on high alert, ready to guard against any unexpected changes that might occur.
Du Shixun walked to the bow of the boat alone and gazed at the horizon.
His trip was not entirely on orders from his sect, but because he had heard that the Dong Sheng Continent was blessed by the heavens. Located in the Nine Continents, there were many cultivation sects. The cultivators of this continent were far superior to the other continents in terms of cultivation experience, supernatural powers, and Daoist techniques. He yearned for this place and volunteered to come.
However, he was also a proud person. Back then, after he was defeated at the Battle of the Dragon Pillars, he went back and painstakingly cultivated and honed his skills. After that, he went around looking for people to fight. He knew that he was no longer who he was in the past. Even if he had to fight with Rong Junzhong again, he was confident that he could win. Thus, he was extremely eager to fight with the cultivators of the Dong Hua Continent to see how far his own sect had progressed.
At this moment, he saw an island in the shape of a half-moon floating in front of him. Even from a great distance, he could feel the spiritual vigor within it. It was obvious that there was a formation set up.
The people on the island seemed to have noticed the arrival of the boat. A spirit suddenly appeared, and a cultivator in white stepped out of the mist. His face was full of vigilance. He observed for a while and saw that the Qi dynamic on the boat seemed to be first-rate from the Mystic Sect. Only then did he feel slightly relieved. He moved closer and asked carefully, "May I know which Daoist is coming from the other side?"
Du Shixun looked at him with a sharp gaze and asked in reply, "Who are you?"
The person saw that he had an extraordinary bearing and a high cultivation experience, so he cupped his hands and said, "I am He Yin, the disciple of Pengyuan. I am guarding this island under the orders of my sect."
When Du Shixun came, he roughly inquired about the Dongsheng Continent, but he only paid attention to the cultivators of the same generation from the ten sects of the Mystic Sect and the six sects of the Demon Path. When he heard the name of Pengyuan Sect, it seemed that it was not well-known, so he immediately lost interest.
The disciple observed his expression and knew that he was not in the mood to talk to him anymore. He didn't dare to inquire further and cupped his hands in greeting. Just as he was about to leave, a delicate voice came from behind, "Are you a fellow Daoist from Pengyuan Sect?"
He looked back and saw a girl in colorful clothes with exquisite facial features. He cupped his hands and said, "May I know how to address you, fellow Daoist?"
Wang Ying bowed and said, "I am from Zhao You Heavenly Lake."
He Yin was shocked and revealed a respectful expression. He hurriedly returned the greeting and said, "So you are from Daoist Zhang's sect. Sorry for the offense."
Wang Ying asked, "This Daoist, when I went out to sea with my wife, Sealed Prayer Island was alone on the sea. There was no help on all sides and no trace of anyone. Why did you set up a formation now? Could it be that you are not afraid of the cultivators of the Demon Path attacking? "
He Yin smiled and said, "This wife is talking about something that happened twenty years ago. The reason for this has something to do with your sect. In the past, Daoist Zhang had ordered to set up a spell altar in the river basin, forcing the cultivators of the Demon Path to have no choice but to send their disciples to deal with it. Thus, the Eastern Sea has become much more peaceful. The two sects have not fought each other for many years. My sect also has the spare power to set up spell altars and formations on the various islands so that it is convenient to go out and search for cultivation materials."
Wang Ying suddenly said, "I see. Thank you, Senior Martial Brother, for dispelling my doubts."
He Yin hurriedly said, "What are you saying? Fellow Daoist can rest assured this time. There will be no obstacles in front of you."
After the two of them exchanged a few more words, He Yin cupped his hands and left the boat. He stepped on his Dan Sha and returned to the island.
Just Now when the two of them were talking, Daoist Nun Wei was standing not far away. Because He Yin's cultivation was low, she did not pay much attention to him. At this moment, she casually glanced at him and saw his escape light. Her expression was slightly strange. She stared at him for a while and could not help but feel puzzled. She thought to herself, "Strange. Why is this Pengyuan Sect's cultivation method similar to my Xiao Cang Realm's?"
He Yin flew for more than ten miles. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest. Then, his eyes became confused and he stood there in a daze.
After a while, like a marionette, he took out a flying letter from his bosom. Using his finger as a pen, he used his mana to condense the characters. In a moment, the letter was completed and he sent it to the sky.
After doing all this, he shuddered as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked around and thought to himself, "Strange. Why am I in a daze?" Shaking his head, he used his escape technique and sped up, going back the way he came.
After the flying letter left the East Sea, it flew all the way into the hinterland of the Donghua Continent. In the end, it was thrown into the depths of a cave. An hour later, it landed in a cave.
Coincidentally, there were two people playing chess at this time. One of the handsome cultivators noticed it and raised his hand to catch it.
Sitting opposite him was a young man with a high nose and deep eyes. When he saw it, his eyes lit up and he said, "It's a letter from Hong Yu. I haven't seen it in a long time. Senior Martial Brother Chao, quickly open it and take a look."
Daoist Chao did not listen to him. He put down the chess piece unhurriedly and opened the letter. After reading it once, he did not say anything for a long time.
The young man's heart was itching. He could not help but ask again, "Senior Martial Brother Chao, what does the letter say?"
Daoist Chao kept the letter and said leisurely, "A disciple of Zhang Yan has returned from another continent. This time, he seems to have brought along a few Yuanying cultivators."
In order to make it easier for him to investigate the movements of Xuanmen, he had secretly planted divine arts on the cultivators of many sects. This art was passed down in the Jiuling Sect, and the most amazing thing about it was that the cultivators were not aware that they had been planted with Daoist arts. Although as time passed, they would reveal their flaws and many had been caught, there were still some spies that had not been seen through yet. That He Yin was one of them.
Back then, when Dragon Country's great ship set out to sea, he had secretly paid attention to it. Now, he had received news of the other party's return.
The young man was stunned. He then stood up excitedly and said, "Senior Martial Brother, if you rush over now, you will be able to catch all of them in one fell swoop."
Daoist Chao shook his head slowly.
The young man said anxiously, "Our Spirit Sect has suffered great losses at the hands of Zhang Yan time and time again. If you are able to regain your dignity this time around, your reputation within the six sects will definitely increase tremendously. At that time, the person who makes use of the Spirit Cave to achieve success might very well be you, Senior Martial Brother."
Daoist Chao was still unmoved. He said calmly, "How could a disciple of Zhang Yan not send a letter to the sect when he returns? Even if Zhang Yan doesn't come himself, he will still send someone to receive him. He might even be waiting at the side, waiting for our Spirit Sect's disciples to go over. "
The young man encouraged, "Senior Martial Brother, what if they are careless? Wouldn't I be the chance that we are waiting for? "
Daoist Chao reprimanded, "Nonsense. This is a matter of life and death. How can you think about getting lucky?"
The young man was still indignant, "Are we just going to give up just like that?"
Daoist Chao sneered, "Do we, Jiuling Sect cultivators, need to put ourselves in danger when doing things? We can just spread out the contents of the letter. As for how we should proceed, we can leave it to our fellow Daoists to decide. "
The young man's eyes lit up, and he clapped his fists together, saying, "Senior Martial Brother, this is a brilliant plan. Let others scout the way for us, then we can sit back and reap the benefits."
Daoist Chao said seriously, "I've already said that I won't go this time around."
The young man looked at his expression, and it didn't seem like he was faking it. He couldn't help but reveal a look of disappointment, sighing, "What a pity.
Daoist Chao frowned, saying, "Junior Martial Brother, playing with schemes isn't the right way to go. This time around, our fellow Daoists have succeeded. As the person who delivered the message, how can I not get the credit? On the other hand, while scheming against our fellow Daoists will give us a temporary advantage, we will offend them, and misfortune will inevitably befall us in the future. "
East Flower Continent, Clear Darkness Heavenly Lake.
Zhang Yan's seclusion this time was to polish the "Divine Light Single Qi Sword Formation". Now that more than twenty years had passed, this sword formation had already reached the point where it could be activated with a flick of a finger. If it wasn't someone with profound cultivation, it would be extremely difficult to discern its origin.
Although he felt that this technique hadn't been perfected yet, and if he continued to study it, there would be further improvement. But because the day of the Devil's Cave's appearance was approaching, Qincang, Shaoqing, and Yuxiao had agreed to each send a person in charge to Mount Fenglai to discuss this matter.
Now that he calculated the time, it was almost time for him to come out.
Jing You had been waiting outside the door these days. Seeing him come out, he hurriedly went forward and bowed, saying, "Master, Madam Wang has returned from Dong Sheng. According to Master's previous arrangements, Zhenren Han has already gone to receive her."
Zhang Yan nodded, saying, "It's about time. With Senior Martial Brother receiving her, there shouldn't be a problem. These few days, I need to go to Mount Fenglai to attend the meeting of the three sects, so I won't be in the manor. I've ordered Yan Yi to help me greet our fellow Daoists from Dong Sheng."
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