In the Du Zhen Upper Hall, the fragrance of the cauldron wafted. Zhang Yan sat on the jade platform and circulated his spiritual vigor. He was in deep meditation when he felt something and opened his eyes unconsciously. He ordered, "Summon the outsider into the hall."
Jing You obeyed and left.
After a while, a Daoist boy came in front of him and bowed, "Greetings, Hall Master Du Zhen. I am here under the order of the Sect Master Zhenren to invite you over."
Zhang Yan, "Go back and report that I will be there in a moment."
The boy bowed and left.
Zhang Yan shook his sleeve and kept the cauldron. He ordered the spirits to stabilize the spiritual vigor in the hall and brought Jing You out of the hall and went to the Upper Hall. When they reached the stairs, the boy on duty welcomed them into the hall. After greeting the Sect Master, he sat down and said, "The Sect Master Zhenren summoned me here today, I think you have something to tell me."
Sect Master Qin said, "Hall Master Du Zhen must have heard about the incident at the Devil's Cave."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly.
It had been three days since the birth of the Heavenly Demon and two days since the formation of the Devil's Cave. However, Yuxiao school did not take any action.
It was not that they did not want to eliminate the demon, but it was not an easy task.
The Heavenly Demon was changing and it had already matured. As long as a trace of Devil's Qi escaped and enough spiritual vigor was obtained, it would not take long for it to rise again.
To eliminate it completely, they must first suppress the Devil's Cave. Otherwise, they would not be able to eliminate the root of the problem.
However, the outcome of the battle between Xuanmo and Xuanmo had not been decided yet. How could they do this?
Sect Master Qin waved his horsetail whisk and a jade letter floated down. He said, "The matter of the Devil's Cave has reached a stalemate. Yuxiao school sent an envoy yesterday and invited us to the 'Piji Palace' tomorrow to discuss the matter of eliminating the demon. I will have to trouble Hall Master Du Zhen to go there tomorrow. "
Zhang Yan rolled up his sleeves and kept the jade letter. He bowed and said happily, "Disciple respectfully accepts the Sect Master's decree."
He came out of the Upper Hall and returned to the Du Zhen Hall. He gave Jing You a few instructions and went to the jade platform to rest.
After one night. Jing You came up and whispered, "Master, it's almost time. Must I prepare the carriage?"
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "My clone is enough for this trip, there's no need for the chariot."
As he spoke, a strand of profound energy rose from his back, and then he transformed into a clone that flickered within the hall before transforming into a ray of light that shot into the sky.
Two Heavens away. Floating in the air was a two-palace octagonal heavenly palace, connected by golden bridges and iron chains. A pool of clear water circled around the palace. Fragrant flowers danced in the air, jade leaves flowed with fragrance, auspicious clouds and auspicious air, as if it was being steamed. No one is allowed to enter.
Inside the hall, there were many disciples of the Celestial Sect of Wonders holding up a large pole. He released the paper lanterns one after another and allowed them to wander above the celestial river outside. The light from the lanterns was like a group of twinkling stars, and it was exceptionally magnificent.
Ever since the Celestial Sect entered the East Continent and the Spiritual Sect occupied the Demonic Cave … Slowly, the situation was divided and they confronted each other. It was just that when one's cultivation reached the level of Daoist Dongtian Zhenren, if one was not careful, there was the danger of the continent collapsing. It was not good to rashly start a fight, so Bu Tian Pavilion built this "Black Altar" here. From then on, if the Xuanmo and Xuanmo clashed, if they did not want to resort to war, they would send their clones here to discuss how to deal with it.
For close to ten thousand years, this palace had always been outside the clouds and sky, watching the ups and downs of the world and the changes of the vast ocean.
The manager of Bu Tian Pavilion, Ying Ya Zi, was walking back and forth in the hall, inspecting the surroundings to see if there was anything wrong with the arrangement.
The responsibility of being in charge was a lucrative one. When the Spiritual Masters of the 16 sects came here to discuss matters, they were very polite to the owner. When they left, they would give some benefits to others. Naturally, the benefits were taken by the people here.
Seeing that it was almost time, he told a disciple, "Go and strike the bell."
The disciple hurriedly bowed and left in a hurry. Not long after, there was the sound of the bell outside the hall.
In one of the halls of the Xuanmo Sect, there was a spiritual response from the shrines of Ping Du and Huanzhen Sects. Two rays of clear Qi flew over and landed on them.
Ying Ya Zi hurriedly went below the platform and greeted, "Manager of Bu Tian Pavilion, Ying Ya, greets the two Daoist Masters."
The one who came from the Huanzhen Sect was Daoist Pang. She was a Kun Dao Master, but because she came here as an incarnation, only a ball of clear Qi could be seen. Her face could not be seen clearly, and only the outline of her body could be vaguely seen. She said, "Martial nephew, you may dispense with the formalities. Has your master returned?"
Ying Ya said, "My master is in isolation and does not care about the outside world."
Because this place was built by Bu Tian Pavilion, it was the owner of this place. However, when the two sects were discussing matters earlier, if this sect was present and opened its mouth, the Devil Sect would think that it was siding with the Xuanmo Sect. However, if it did not say anything, it would offend its fellow sect members. Because the sect's influence was small, it could not control the overall situation. Therefore, after encountering such matters, it simply did not show itself.
Daoist Pang nodded. She was only asking out of courtesy. She raised her hand and pointed downwards, and an item dropped down. She said, "This is a beautiful jade. It has the effect of cleansing the heart and warding off evil. Martial nephew, please take it."
Ying Ya Zi was overjoyed. The other party said it lightly, but it was a gift from the Heavenly Abode, how could it not be good? He carefully kept it.
On the side of Ping Capital Temple, it was Wu Wei Yi, Daoist Wu. Since Daoist Pang gifted him a treasure, he did not want to appear stingy. After thinking for a while, he also threw down an item.
Ying Ya did not have time to look at it in detail. He also went forward to receive it and bowed to express his thanks.
At this moment, in the Devil Sect's hall, five rays of spiritual light lit up one by one. It was the arrival of the Xueshuo, Jiu Ling, Hun Cheng, Yuan Ying, and Bone Yin.
Ying Ya excused himself and turned around to greet them.
However, these five Daoist Masters were graceful. Not only did they not criticize his Xuanmo Sect's disciple, they even complimented him on his decorations and bestowed him a few good items.
Ying Ya thanked him profusely. Daoist Pang saw this and was very unhappy. However, since he was not his disciple, he could not say anything.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, more people came into the hall. Yuan Yang, Tai Hao, Nan Hua and the other Zhenrens also arrived on their lights. After exchanging greetings, not long after they took their seats, a strange fragrance assailed their nostrils. There were blooming fragrant flowers drifting past outside the hall. Following that, a beautiful path weaved by hundreds of flowers was laid out in the hall. After a short rest, an extremely tall and beautiful lady with a slender waist and hair tied up in a high bun walked in.
The Daoist Masters of the Xuanmo Sect all stood up to welcome her and said, "Daoist Yuling greets you."
The cultivators of the Devil Sect also nodded their heads to greet her.
Although the Li Mountain Sect had only been established for a few thousand years, the sect master Zhenren Yuling was close to ascending. In terms of years of entering the Dao, he was longer than anyone present. This avatar looked no different from the real person, showing the depth of his cultivation.
After greeting all the Daoist Masters, she walked up to the shrine seat.
Not long after, a cloud of light flashed above Yuxiao's shrine seat and a beam of starlight came from the south. When it dispersed, a handsome Daoist appeared. He bowed to everyone, shook his sleeves and sat down.
Ying Ya thought, "I didn't expect Yuxiao to send this person here." He went up and bowed, "Greetings, Daoist Wu."
Daoist Wu nodded, "You don't have to stand on ceremony."
A wisp of yellow smoke rolled in from the Netherworld Spring Sect's shrine on the opposite side. It circled around and formed a thin and elegant Daoist.
The Daoist Masters of the five sects of the Devil Sect all stood up and said, "Zhenren Li."
At this time, except for the Qincang and Shaoqing sects, the rest of the sects had all arrived. The Xuanling and Xuanling sects each sat in their own hall.
Daoist Wu sneered and looked over. There was a hint of questioning in his voice, "Zhenren Li, now that the Extraterrestrial Demon has appeared, what does the Nether Spring Sect have to say about it?"
Zhenren Li sighed, "The world is in a tribulation, so the Extraterrestrial Demon has changed. This is the will of the heavens."
Daoist Pang from Huanzhen Temple snorted, "Zhenren Li, I have a question."
Zhenren Li looked at her and said, "Zhenren Pang, please ask."
Master Pang said, "When the true devil entered the world, my disciple happened to be there. Therefore, I know that this devil was not refined by someone, but was born of its own spirit. If this devil was not captured by someone, it would be impossible for it to come to the surface of the earth. Yet, this happened when your sect attacked the altar. How do you explain this?"
Daoist Wu did not wait for Zhenren Li to reply and sneered. He looked to both sides and said, "Fellow Daoists, I have investigated this matter. This time, someone used the Art of Transposition to steal the body of the True Devil, so it became the Extraterrestrial Demon."
Elder Wu of Pingdu Sect said in surprise, "Is there such a thing?" He looked at Ying Ya and said, "Shizhi, do you know who in the Netherworld Spring Sect knows this method?"
Taoist Ying Ya was a little embarrassed, but he had to answer. He could only say, "I heard that Sima Quan, who is in charge of the Netherworld Spring Sect this time, knows this Art of Transposition."
Elder Wu nodded and said, "It is indeed a coincidence. Zhenren Li, can your Netherworld Spring Sect give us an explanation? "
The Daoist Sects all targeted the Netherworld Spring Sect, but the strange thing was that the Zhenrens of the other five sects of the Devil's Doctrine sat there in silence, as if they had no intention of coming out to help.
Zhenren Li was not in a hurry and said, "There are some reasons for this, but the fellow Daoists of the Shaoqing and Qincang Sects have not arrived yet. Why are you in such a hurry, Zhenren?"
Zhenren Wu looked at him and nodded. "Okay, when the fellow Daoists of the two sects arrive, let's see what Zhenren Li has to say."
There was a moment of silence. After another hour, after the bell had rung three times, there was a sudden sound of Qi rushing from the sky. The sound was majestic and vast, with the power to shake heaven and earth.
Ying Ya's spirit was lifted. Listening to the sound, it seemed that the Zhenren of the Qincang School had arrived, but he did not know who it was.
Everyone only saw a stream of Chaotic Xuan Qi enter the hall. When it reached the throne of the Qincang School, it suddenly gathered and turned into a handsome black-robed Taoist.
Zhang Yan stood in his seat and looked around. Then, he cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Greetings, everyone. I wonder if I am late?"
Seeing that it was him, everyone's heart trembled. Everyone present, regardless of whether it was the Xuanwu or Demonic Sects, stood up to greet him.
Patriarch Yuling said, "Hall Master Zhang, you came at the right time. Only the fellow Daoists of the Shaoqing Sect have not arrived."
Zhenren Li glanced over and saw that the throne of the Shaoqing Sect was still empty. There was no movement. He knew that it might be the same as before and did not send anyone. He felt a little more relaxed. If the three major sects of the Xuanwu Sect were all here, even if they did not work together to pressure him, he would still feel great pressure. Zhenren Zhang of the Qincang School had never been on good terms with Yuxiao. If he only faced the Yuxiao school, it would be much easier to deal with.
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