The Fengling Ocean was located far away from the South Sea. There were as many islands and continents as there were stars in the sky. Although it was far away from Dong Hua and the other three continents, since ancient times, many cultivators came here to avoid disasters and passed down their teachings.
For tens of thousands of years, some sects in the South Cliffs Continent fled here under the suppression of the Yuxiao school and rebuilt their sects. Hence, it could be considered a place of cultivation.
Two thousand years ago, a talented person appeared on the ocean. This person borrowed the legacy of his predecessors and cultivated a grotto-heaven with the help of a Cinnabar Candle King Bug. Then, he used more than a hundred years to merge the various sects in the Fengling Ocean into one. He established a sect, spread the teachings and recruited guests. At that time, it was so powerful that it became the number one sect on the ocean.
This person never forgot to take back the original sect in the South Cliffs Continent. Hence, when the treasure in the Yuxiao school was lent out, he led his people to kill his way back to the South Cliffs Continent.
Relying on the Primordial Exotic Insect, he was unstoppable in the beginning, but he provoked Lord Ling Ya to personally make a move. After a battle, he was defeated and died. More than half of his disciples were also killed by Jadesky Sect, and the rest fled back in panic.
After such a setback, the Fengling Ocean was unable to recover. The original sect also scattered and never regained its former glory.
Today, there was a flying boat on the Fengling Ocean. Two people stood on it. The one in front was a Daoist in his forties. He held a horsetail whisk and wore a black robe. He wore a crown and a beard. He looked elegant.
The person behind him seemed to be his disciple. His eyes were moving and his limbs were slender. He looked like a quick-witted person.
The flying boat arrived on an island. However, he waved his hand and said, "Disciple, stop."
The disciple quickly shook the talisman in his hand and stopped the flying boat. Then, he looked left and right and said, "Master, is this the place?"
The middle-aged Daoist grunted and took out a bronze bell from his sleeve. He shook it gently.
About a quarter of an hour later, a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sea. A cultivator riding a White-finned Whitefish flew out from the whirlpool and approached the two of them. With a scrutinizing gaze, he asked, "Were you the ones who shook the Palace Shaking Bell?"
The middle-aged Daoist put away the bronze bell. He cupped his hands and said, "That's right, I."
The cultivator asked casually, "What do you want?"
The middle-aged Daoist said, "I wish to enter the Fengling Ocean to meet an old friend."
The cultivator sneered and said, "Avoiding disaster means avoiding disaster. Is there a need for such excuses? "
The middle-aged Daoist didn't do anything, but his disciple couldn't take it anymore and was about to scold him, but was stopped by his master. "I have an old friendship with Frost Maple Island's Weng Island Master. Please make an exception. "
Frost Maple Island. That cultivator's expression changed slightly. Back then, that Heavenly Passage's Human Sect had two disciples, one was Yue Hengshan. It was rumored that after his master died, his whereabouts were unknown. The other person, Weng Rao, was the founder of the Frost Maple Island Sect.
He looked at the two of them again and asked in a gentler tone, "Do you have a token?"
The middle-aged Daoist took out a jade pendant shaped like a maple leaf and held it in his palm, allowing him to look at it.
The cultivator stretched out his hand and wanted to take it, but the middle-aged Daoist flipped his hand and put it away. He smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Island Master Weng to come out."
He waved his horsetail whisk, and the disciple next to him took out a bottle of pills unwillingly and tossed it over.
The cultivator caught it and smelled it in front of the two of them. He nodded in satisfaction and put it away. Then, he waved his sleeves and shouted, "Just wait."
Saying so, he controlled the flying fish and dove back into the ocean.
The disciple gritted his teeth and scolded, "He's just a Mystic Light Realm cultivator, and he dares to be so rude to Master. If it was somewhere else, I'd definitely teach him a lesson!"
The middle-aged Daoist was very calm and said, "The cultivators of the Fengling Ocean have always been like this. They're arrogant and look down on everyone. It's nothing strange. Just bear with it for now."
The disciple was still indignant and said, "Master, is there nowhere else to go other than this place?"
The middle-aged Daoist sighed and said, "My clan was harmed by the Qincang School in the past. Now, I heard that there are two more Grotto-Heavens in the clan, and they are the enemies who destroyed my clan, so we can't go back to the four continents of the East Flower Continent. As for the Dongsheng Continent, there's the Python Tribe there, so it's not appropriate. In the entire world, this is the only place where we can establish ourselves."
His name was Su Yihua. Hundreds of years ago, when the Qincang School destroyed the Su Clan, five Yuanying cultivators in the clan used their bodies as swords to break through the restrictions and move the formation of the underwater manor. That was how he managed to escape.
However, when the Dragon Manor fell, it was not on land, but in the depths of the sea. Although he managed to avoid the disaster, it was difficult for him to come out. Fortunately, the Su Clan had the intention to establish their own clan long ago, and the treasured materials and pills left behind were enough to support his cultivation.
His talent was not bad, and he managed to cultivate to the Yuanying Realm in three hundred years, which was why he was able to leave the manor. However, in these hundreds of years, he was afraid that the Qincang School would find him, so he carefully traveled on the sea and did not dare to go near the East Flower Continent.
"Although there are many clans on the Fengling Ocean, they are like a plate of loose sand. If there's a strong person who imitated the actions of that Zhenren in the past, it would not be difficult to unify them. In another few decades, I have the hope of breaking into the Third Stage Realm. I originally wanted to come here again at that time, but it's a pity …" At this point, Su Yihua could not help but shake his head.
The disciple lowered his head, clenched his fists, and said, "I have implicated you, Master. If I did not leak the technique, how would I be targeted by the Carp Tribe?"
Su Yihua comforted him, "This cannot be blamed on you. I have also been careless. I did not expect that other than the Qincang School, even the Carp Tribe and the Python Tribe are searching for the whereabouts of the Dragon Manor."
With the techniques and pills left behind by the Su Clan, he knew that it would not be difficult for him to cultivate to the Third Stage Realm. However, if he wanted to rebuild his clan, he needed the Grotto-Heaven.
However, if he wanted to peek into this realm, he did not have the Spirit Cave, and he also needed the help of Pill Jade. Even though the Su Clan left behind a lot of them, they were still lacking a lot. He could only search everywhere, but he did not expect that a moment of carelessness would cause the Carp Tribe to discover his tracks.
The disciple raised his head and wanted to say something, but he was stopped by a hand. "Someone is coming. There's no need to say anything. Let's act according to the situation later."
As soon as he finished speaking, the seawater below parted, and a whale demon that was more than three hundred feet long popped its head out. There was a soft cushion on its back, jade curtains, and golden pearls. The silhouette of a person inside was hazy, but he could vaguely make out that it was a woman.
The curtain was lifted, and a fragrant breeze blew past. A beautiful woman wearing a light yellow gown came out. Her red lips were a little bit, and she smiled sweetly. She bowed to the two people and said, "Is this Spiritual Master Hua Xin? After my master received the letter from my master, he ordered me to welcome you outside. "
Su Yihua stroked his beard and nodded. He said, "Thank you, Martial Niece. How should I address you?"
The woman said, "Thank you for asking. My name is Weng Yinling, and I am my master's eighth disciple."
The disciple beside Su Yihua snorted. He knew that his master had once saved the life of the Frost Leaf Island Master. Today, they came here to see each other. Even if he did not come out to welcome them personally, he should not have sent only one disciple.
Weng Yinling's beautiful eyes drifted over, and she said, "This little Daoist is Spiritual Master's disciple, right?"
Su Yihua laughed and said, "This is my disciple. His Daoist name is Zheng Jiang. "
Weng Yinling stared at him for a while. She said, "Daoist Brother Zheng Jiang's cultivation base is really amazing. I'm afraid you have already reached the Core Transformation Realm. If I have time, I will definitely ask for your help."
Zheng Jiang did not wait for her reply. However, Su Yihua coughed. He could only force a grunt. That was a yes.
Weng Yinling smiled and reminded him, "The fierce winds on the Fengling Ocean are endless, and if there is no one familiar with the situation to guide us, it will be extremely difficult to enter smoothly. This place is fine, but after we pass through the sea valley, the two of you must follow closely. If you get separated, I'm afraid only the Grotto-Heaven's people can save you. "
Su Yihua also knew that there were fierce winds outside the Fengling Ocean. Even Yuanying cultivators could only last for two to four hours if they were caught in it. Therefore, there was a need to pay attention to when to enter and where to go. It was also because of this that the sects in the sea were not annihilated by the Yuxiao school back then. He said, "Then I will have to trouble Martial Niece Weng."
Weng Yinling giggled and said, "Reverend, you're too kind."
She waved her hand, parted the seawater, and led the way into the depths of the sea. Su Yihua also drove the flying boat and went in. Soon, the water returned to normal, and the sea became calm again.
Not long after the two of them went in, the atmosphere flashed, and two Daoists appeared out of nowhere. They looked like sages, but there was a faint demonic aura around them.
One of the white-haired Daoists said with a gloomy face, "He actually hid in the Fengling Ocean. This is not easy to deal with."
The person beside him said, "Senior Martial Brother, should we chase after him?"
The white-haired Daoist shook his head and said, "We can't pass that fierce wind barrier, so it will be difficult for us to follow him.
The other person said anxiously, "Senior Martial Brother, what should we do now?"
The white-haired Daoist said, "Since he is here, we won't be afraid of him running away. Let's go back and report to the Ancestor first. With the Ancestor's cultivation base, it will be a piece of cake for him to break this place."
The two of them discussed in low voices for a while, and a black wind rose, and they disappeared in an instant.
A few hours later, Su Yihua and his disciple had passed through the sea valley and arrived at a Shanyu Manor. There were many cultivators coming and going here.
Weng Yinling said, "Please rest here for a day, it won't be too late to pass the wind barrier tomorrow."
Zheng Jiang said in surprise, "Didn't we pass the wind barrier Just Now?"
Weng Yinling giggled and said, "How is that a wind barrier? It's just a whirlpool. Forget it, I won't say much, Daoist brother will know how powerful it is tomorrow."
Su Yihua said, "A guest should follow the host's wishes. Martial Nephew Weng said to wait for a day, so let's wait for a day."
Weng Yinling said, "Zhenren, please rest first. It's not easy to come out, and Martial Nephew still has some private matters to attend to. I believe Zhenren won't mind, right?"
Su Yihua smiled and said, "Martial Nephew can go."
Weng Yinling was delighted, and she bowed to the two of them before leaving.
Su Yihua was about to go to the lodging, but he saw a handsome Daoist opposite him. The Daoist smiled at him and cupped his hands. His brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he returned the greeting. He then called out to Zheng Jiang, and in a few steps, he entered the guest house that Weng Yinling had arranged for him. After sitting down, he said, "Put up the restriction."
Zheng Jiang did as he was told, and he turned around and said, "Teacher, is there something wrong?"
Su Yihua's face was a little gloomy, and he said, "Not good, Just Now, did you see the Daoist outside?"
Zheng Jiang said, "I saw him, does Teacher know him?"
Su Yihua said, "I saw him a few times on the sea, he's a disciple of Yuxiao school's Zhou family, I think he's called Zhou Zishang, but I don't know why he's here."
Zheng Jiang was surprised, and he said, "Doesn't Yuxiao school have enmity with the sects of Fengling Ocean?"
Su Yihua shook his head, and said, "Times have changed."
He was a little worried, afraid that the other party was also here for the Long Residence. It would be fine if they were targeted by the Carp tribe, but if they were targeted by Yuxiao school, it would be difficult for them to escape.
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