Fu Mianshen was extremely afraid of the people from the Netherworld Spring Sect, so he didn't dare to disobey. Just as he was about to reply, the red-robed daoist stood up and said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "We will definitely do our best to help the sect, but there is a problem here."
Sima Quan looked at him and said, "What problem?"
The red-robed Daoist said, "With the weight of the Panjun Gorge, once we enter the altar, the Yuxiao disciples will come to help. The true demon is controlled by humans, but our cultivation is not high. If we are injured, we won't be able to control it. It's a small matter if we lose our lives, but it's a big matter if we delay the sect. I have to inform Elder Sima."
Sima Quan said, "I was wondering what it is. You don't have to worry, I have already made arrangements. If the plan succeeds, you can send a message and someone will come to help."
The red-robed Daoist said, "If that's the case, then we can be at ease. But there is one more thing."
Sima Quan didn't show any impatience and signaled him to continue.
The red-robed Daoist cupped his hands and said, "There are many ways to spy on the demon in Xuanmen. If we are seen through, we won't be able to return. What should we do then? Elder Sima, please tell us."
Sima Quan revealed a look of admiration, but deep in his eyes, there was a trace of regret that was hard to be noticed by others. He said, "Your worries are not wrong, but you don't have to worry this time. Even though there are ways to distinguish between demons and devils in Xuanmen, there are different methods. Only the Huanzhen Temple is the best at this, and the people guarding this Panjun Gorge are all disciples of Yuxiao, there is not a single cultivator from outside. You can rest assured."
The red-robed Daoist bowed again and said, "Thank you for clearing my doubts, Elder Sima. I have one last request."
Sima Quan said generously, "Don't worry about it. Tell me what's troubling you."
The red-robed Daoist looked up and said, "Elder Sima knows. We don't have many talismans. Other than the true demon, we only have the Guanli Hammer that was given by the sect to break formations. Can I borrow a few more from you to protect myself? "
Sima Quan thought for a moment and said, "Yes. What you said is also true. I happen to have a magic treasure that was also bestowed to me by the sect. However, I spent a lot of effort to refine it. You must remember to return it later. "
He clenched his fist, and a yellow light flew out from the back of his hand and landed on the shoulder of the red-robed cultivator. The latter turned his head and saw an ochre stone raccoon pattern on the robe. His eyes were lively as if they were alive.
Sima Quan said indifferently, "This thing is called Little Ling Li. When it's used, you only need to summon it with your mind, and it can fly out to attack the enemy. Within a range of three hundred feet, it's faster than a flying sword. As long as it's not a high-grade treasure weapon, it can be destroyed in one blow."
Then his lips moved a few times. He transmitted the method of dispelling it over.
Hearing this, the red-robed cultivator bowed deeply. He said, "Thank you for the treasure, High Sect Elder."
Sima Quan nodded and asked, "What's your name?"
The red-robed cultivator said, "Thank you for asking, High Sect Elder. I am Yan Zhiliang."
Sima Quan didn't say anything else. With a wave of his hand, he led the dozen or so people behind him and charged out of the ground. They broke through the air and left.
Just Now, when they saw the two of them talking, the people of Damo Sect were all on tenterhooks, afraid that Yan Zhiliang would offend the other party. Luckily, the other party didn't get angry even after he left.
Taoist Tang's eyes were bright. He said with some admiration, "I didn't expect Taoist Brother Yan to be even braver than me, to actually speak to the High Sect Elder like this."
Yan Zhiliang shook his head, looking as if he was relieved, and said, "I had no choice. Now it seems that the High Sect doesn't have the intention to send us away in vain."
Everyone was shocked, and said, "What do you mean?"
Yan Zhiliang sighed, "True Demons have always been hard to control. The High Sect wanted me to do this, but they didn't send a single person. I feel uneasy, so I tried to sound them out."
Someone asked anxiously, "Taoist Brother Yan, why do you think that the High Sect has no intention of harming me Just Now?"
Yan Zhiliang said, "Just Now, I'm asking for help, and I've also brought up the matter of borrowing the treasure. If the High Sect only thinks of us as disposable pawns that can be casually thrown away, they can totally ignore us. However, not only did that Elder Sima agree to everything, he even reminded me to return it. It's obvious that he has no intention of doing so."
Although everyone felt that something was wrong, they had no way out. Out of a desire to comfort themselves, they were willing to believe in his judgment. They all said, "Taoist Brother's words make sense."
As they spoke, they saw a dozen or so streaks of light rising from the mountain ridge in the distance, flying towards the direction where Sima Quan was Just Now.
Fu Mian looked left and right, and said, "Elder Sima has already attracted the attention of Yuxiao school for us, it's time for us to act."
However, Yan Zhiliang stopped him, and said, "Sect Master, there aren't many people in Yuxiao Just Now, and Elder Sima won't find it hard to stop them. I think that this attack doesn't just involve us. Why don't we wait for a while, wait for other places to act too, and then we'll act. Just Now is more likely."
Fu Mian hesitated for a while, and said, "If the High Sect blames us …"
Yan Zhiliang said resolutely, "As long as we can take down the Panjun Gorge, these things are nothing."
Fu Mian thought for a while, and said, "Alright, then let's wait for a while more."
However, this wait went on for an hour. Fu Mian wanted to move a few times, but was persuaded by Yan Zhiliang to restrain himself.
After another moment, in the distant sky, from the north and east, there were spiritual lights colliding in the sky. At the same time, dozens of streaks of light were seen heading towards the south.
Yan Zhiliang took a step forward, took a few glances, and said happily, "Sect Master, the time is here. It's time to act."
Fu Mian couldn't help but be excited. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he couldn't wait to leap forward. The six people behind him also rushed out from the underground tunnel, and headed straight for the Panjun Gorge's altar.
Not long after, Fu Mian felt a heavy pressure on his body, and his streaks of light were blocked. He knew that there was a restriction in front of him, and he didn't dare to go any further. He waved his sleeve, and a double-headed sledgehammer with two ends like drums flew out, and smashed forward fiercely. There was a cracking sound, and the spiritual light was instantly shattered. The sledgehammer was also knocked back, but its spiritual light was a little dim. He didn't bother to look at it, and kept it in his sleeve. Then, he took out a magic sword, and flew up.
Once the restriction was opened, the mist dispersed, and the situation on the altar was revealed. The altar was divided into three layers, and each layer was protected by a restriction. After one layer was broken, there were still two layers of protection left, and four Yuanying cultivators were sitting on top of it, each guarding one side. When they saw the cultivators of the Devil's Doctrine barging in, they shouted, and threw their treasured weapons in the air, and attacked from above.
The two groups of people instantly clashed.
At the moment when the restrictive light was broken, Fu Mian and the others didn't notice that above them, there were two people sitting in the clouds, and they were looking down coldly.
One of them was skinny, and looked to be in his fifties. He had white eyebrows that covered his eyes, and his body was filled with Qi of Dao. The other person was dressed in green, and his eyes were like lightning, and he looked very capable. Both of them didn't have any High Cloud above their heads, and it was obvious that they had cultivated the Yuanying Dharmakaya.
The skinny Daoren shook his head and sighed, "There are only seven of them, and they seem to be scattered. They don't even have one who cultivated the Yuanying Dharmakaya, and they dare to come here?"
The Taoist in green said, "There must be backup."
The skinny Daoren said with a smile, "It's good that there is backup. Let's make way, and lure them to attack, and then we can attack."
The old man in green said, "The few elders on the platform can't escape death."
The skinny Daoren said with an expressionless face, "If we don't use the bait, how can we catch the big fish?"
The Taoist in green stroked his beard. Although one of them was from the Zhou family, if they could lure a cultivator in the third layer of the Yuanying Dharmakaya here, and then find a way to kill him, it would be worth it. He said, "Let's do it this way."
Fu Mian and the others came prepared. The seven of them refined their treasured weapons for a joint attack, and they also had treasured weapons to break the formation. Now that they exerted their strength, the four cultivators on the platform couldn't resist at all, and they were forced to retreat. Not long after, two more layers of restrictive light were broken, and they were forced to the last layer of the altar.
Fu Mian shouted, "Junior Brother Tang!"
Taoist Tang didn't say a word, and he flew to the sky. With a wave of his sleeve, hundreds of lightning beads poured down like a storm.
This time, they were determined to get this level of lightning beads. Other than the ones they refined for hundreds of years for self-defense, they also got some from the Netherworld Spring Sect. The four Yuanying Dharmakaya cultivators' expressions changed, and they quickly tried to dodge.
But at this moment, Fu Mian took out a goose feather fan and waved it lightly. Instantly, a gust of wind pressed down, and the four of them were firmly pressed down on the altar.
Seeing that they couldn't escape, the four of them didn't care about anything else. They took out their defensive treasures, and they used their protective treasures with all their might. On the altar, colorful lights burst out, covering several miles.
Not long after the lightning beads fell, a series of explosions came from below, and it was deafening. Fu Mian didn't wait for the dust to settle, and he said again, "Junior Sister Yuan!"
In the distance, the high-bun female cultivator nodded and took out a long scroll from her sleeve. There were over a hundred skeletons tied to the top of the scroll, and as it swayed, it emitted mournful wails.
Just Now, the four Yu Xiao cultivators had been struck by the lightning beads. Their defensive magic treasures had all lost their light and fallen to the ground. Even the light around their bodies had almost completely dissipated. When they heard this, their bodies immediately stiffened. Right at this moment, Yan Zhiliang's escape light dashed out and slashed down with his magic sword, cutting off the head of the person in the middle. The rest of the people also attacked and killed the other three people on the spot.
Fu Mian and the others couldn't help but find it hard to believe that they had occupied this place so easily.
However, it was far from time to be complacent. If the altar was destroyed, then at the very least, he would have to refine the core of this place. Moreover, with the importance of the Pan Jun Gorge, if this place was attacked, Yuxiao would definitely rush over from all directions to save them. In a while, they would definitely fall into a heavy siege. However, the message had already been sent, it all depended on whether the Upper Sect could come to their aid in time.
Fu Mian first took out a bamboo tube from his bosom and tossed it into the air. With a boom, a column of smoke rose straight up into the sky.
He took a few glances, and with a wave of his sleeve, he placed the three completed bronze cauldrons on the altar. Then, he walked to the front of the large tablet in the altar and sat down cross-legged. Things had gone too smoothly, but he faintly felt a little uneasy in his heart. He pondered for a while before saying, "I will refine this Forbidden Tablet. Everyone, please protect me at the side. Later, when Yuxiao counterattack, if everyone can't resist it, or if there are changes in the situation, there is no need to worry about anything. You can release the three true devils, at worst, we will all perish together!"
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