Tang Jun, Yang Tie, and the others could not help but look at each other as they watched the Taixu Temple's successor in the center of the Spiritual Qi turbulence, surrounded by perils.
Yang Tie pondered and said, "They must have encountered the Spiritual Qi Tide that Master mentioned, causing them to be separated from the Dao Integration cultivator in the Taixu Temple. The Spiritual Qi turbulence in the outside world is still very intense, and cultivators below the Primordial Spirit stage will be in danger if they encounter it."
Liu Xiafeng stared at those figures carefully and could not help but let out a soft cry of surprise. "Oh, there are even old acquaintances."
The others all looked at him, and Liu Xiafeng spread his hands. "One of them has a cultivation level of the Golden Elixir Late Stage. The shorter man is called Wan Zhenglun. I met him when I went out to train not long ago."
He paused and continued, "At that time, everyone had their eyes on a piece of Star Stone. It was hard to say who was first, so we fought over it based on our own abilities. In the end, I won."
"There were no old grudges between us. He retreated, and I obtained the Star Stone, so I did not pursue him."
Tang Jun and the others all nodded. If Liu Xiafeng said he did not pursue him, then he really did not pursue him.
Among the second-generation direct disciples, Liu Xiaofeng was one of the top three in terms of the art of escape. After he formed his Gold Core, he cultivated the Eight Trigrams of the Great Way of the Heavens. The divine ability he obtained was an art of escape called the Heavenly Meridian Wandering Qi, which was quite mysterious.
The other two people were Han Yang, who was currently beside Liu Xiafeng. He had studied the Shaoze Sword of Shu Mountain, the swiftest Dark Heavenly Sword among the Ancient Heavenly Gates' Great Nine Heavens Divine Sword, and the Flying Heaven and Earth Escape Technique of the Eight Arts of Heaven and Earth, which were known for their exquisite speed. He had comprehended the Dao of the Heavenly Virtue Scripture and created a Heavenly Movement Sword, which was extremely fast and had sharp attacks.
The third person was Iroza, who was not present. His Wolf Movement Technique was also unique, but it was completely suited to Iroza. If others wanted to learn it, it would be more difficult.
Yang Tie looked at the four disciples of the Taixu Temple who were trapped by the turbulence of Spiritual Qi and said in a deep voice, "We are all from the Human Clan. Although there is competition in Ding of Shenzhou, we can't just sit back and do nothing since we have seen it. After all, we are not enemies with the Taixu Temple."
Han Yang smiled. "It's hard to say whether the other party thinks so or not."
From the perspective of Lin Feng, Xiao Yan, and the others, the situation in the Divine Land had become rather delicate. It had already become an enemy of the Taixu Temple, and undercurrents were surging in the dark.
But on the surface, in the eyes of ordinary disciples, even if their relationship wasn't very harmonious, they weren't enemies either.
Lin Feng and his disciple wouldn't deliberately instill opposing thoughts in their disciples. Everything would take its course.
On the Taixu Temple's side, although Temple Head Yan Nanlai, Lord Taiyi, and other members of the Supreme Elders Guild had already reached a consensus, it would still take a lot of planning for the situation to develop according to their plan. At the moment, it had not been communicated to the younger disciples.
So in general, over the years, whether it was Xuanmen Tianzong or Taixu Temple, there was still communication between them. It was still a long time before they shed all pretense of cordiality.
However, there was no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts. As the two peaks of the Human Clan's Cultivation World, the younger disciples of the two sects naturally didn't like each other.
There were no major conflicts between the disciples of the two sects who had come out to gain experience, but there were many small frictions.
Tang Jun said calmly, "So what if they treat us as enemies? Just let them come at us. "
Han Yang smiled carelessly and said, "Yes, so I don't care. You guys can decide."
"In the face of natural disasters, we'll just lend a hand," Li Xingfei said, "Although there might be competition in the future, we're not afraid of competition."
Liu Xiafeng smiled and said, "Don't look at me. I've already said that there's no enmity between me and that Wan Zhenglun. I wasn't the one who suffered back then."
"However, it doesn't matter if we help them. The problem is, what happens after we help them? If we want to save them, we'll need to borrow the power of the formation and Junior Brother Han's Flaming Heavenly Sword. When the time comes, they'll be brought into the formation together. "
As soon as Liu Xiafeng said this, everyone's eyes flashed. Han Yang said lazily, "They'll most likely continue to move forward with us. If we ask them to follow the path we came from to Master and Martial Uncle, they'll most likely be unwilling. They might even think that we're treating them like criminals."
Yang Tie said, "Even if they're willing to go to Master's side, we won't be able to rest assured. Master and the others are busy fighting the turbulence outside, so their perception of what's inside the formation is weaker. If anything happens, it might affect the entire formation."
Tang Jun said calmly, "We can go in the same direction, but everyone will have to rely on their own abilities."
He pointed at the turbulence of spiritual energy outside the formation that had yet to calm down. "As long as we get them out of the center of that particularly violent turbulence storm, it'll be fine. The turbulence outside has yet to subside, but as long as they stay where they are and don't move, at least their lives won't be in danger."
After a moment of silence, Li Xingfei asked, "What if they don't want to?"
"We're not on the same side. If they want to be parasites crawling on our bodies and sucking our blood, they're dreaming." Tang Jun said lightly, "Helping them now is just us being nosy. We don't expect them to thank us, nor do we expect anything in return. It'll be fine as long as they're self-aware."
"If they're not self-aware, then we'll have to help them a little more and throw them out."
The conflict between the two sides was not sharp, so they wouldn't leave them in the lurch, nor would they take advantage of them.
Like Han Yang, Tang Jun didn't care about the possible competition or future troubles.
But he wasn't interested in actively supporting the enemy.
In Tang Jun's view, it wasn't called having a big picture or being magnanimous. It was unfair and irresponsible to one's own people.
Yang Tie said, "If we fight inside the formation, it will also affect the formation. It's better to take them with us. If they do anything unusual, it'll be easier for us to respond."
Liu Xiafeng patted Tang Jun's shoulder and said, "Junior Brother Tang, even if something happens, I believe we can handle it."
On the other side, Li Xingfei also said, "The contact with other forces isn't all tit-for-tat. After all, the Taixu Temple is different from the Underworld Hall, the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Mount Shu Sword Sect. There's no unresolvable conflict between our sect and them."
Tang Jun looked at her, Liu Xiafeng, and Yang Tie, and finally nodded.
He was a very assertive person and wouldn't be easily swayed. But unlike his tough style of dealing with outsiders, he was much easier to talk to his fellow disciples. Although he had different ideas, he didn't intend to quarrel with his fellow disciples. He just had to be more vigilant to guard against unexpected situations.
Zhou Yuncong remained silent and indifferently stood where he was. He didn't agree or disagree.
His thoughts were the same as Han Yang's. He had an indifferent attitude.
Yang Tie then looked at Han Yang and said, "I still need you to do it."
"No problem." Han Yang smiled and unsheathed the long sword at his waist again. "But this turbulence storm is stronger than before. I can't just use the sword in my hand. I need to use the Absolute Sword. Everyone, help me keep an eye on it and stabilize the formation at any time."
Han Yang's sword was not a very sharp sword. It was a magic sword of the Zhuji Realm, and it was obtained not long after he joined Luo Qingwu's sect. Compared to his current cultivation, it obviously couldn't keep up with the situation.
Although he was a disciple of Luo Qingwu, his swordsmanship wasn't completely the same as Luo Qingwu's. His talent in the swordsmanship wasn't like Luo Qingwu's, which was why he didn't forge the Xuanche Sword as Luo Qingwu's lifebound sword.
However, the reason he had been using this magic sword of the Zhuji Realm until now and hadn't changed it wasn't because the sword was still suitable, but because there wasn't much difference whether he changed it or not.
With a thought from Han Yang, countless tiny runes suddenly appeared on his right arm that was covered by his sleeve, emitting a black light.
These runes seemed to have a life of their own. They flowed along Han Yang's arm like a tide toward the magic sword in his right hand.
On the back of Han Yang's right hand that was exposed outside his sleeve, a large number of tiny runes flowed past his fingers. In the end, all the runes flowed onto the magic sword in his right hand.
The magic sword's blade, chin, hilt, and other parts were completely covered by the large number of black runes. The runes fused and disappeared, and the entire sword shone with a black light.
Then, on the black sword's blade and hilt, tiny cracks faintly split open, from which a blood-red light flashed. Wisps of black mist spiraled above the sword, and a tyrannical killing intent soared into the sky. It was an ominous sight.
The aura of magic power that leaked from within was shockingly the might and power of a sword of the Yuanying Realm.
Han Yang's expression was relaxed as he held the black sword in his hand and once again executed the Flaming Heavenly Sword. The sword's momentum was much stronger than before, and it was also much more savage.
Relying on the Four Symbols Great Cycle Formation laid down by Zhu Yi and the others, Han Yang's sword caused the formation's range to greatly extend forward. At the same time, it also split apart the turbulent storm that surrounded the Taixu Temple cultivators.
However, the momentum of his sword was too fierce, causing the Flaming Heavenly Sword's sword intent to become unstable, and its connection with the formation also became shaky.
Tang Jun and the others stayed by his side, ready to help at any time to deal with the adverse effects that would arise from the formation breaking.
However, Han Yang's control was rather precise. It seemed like he was on the verge of losing control, but in the end, he still firmly controlled the sword's momentum, and did not let his sword intent break the connection with the Four Symbols Great Cycle Formation.
The turbulent storm broke apart, and the four Taixu Temple cultivators also entered the Four Symbols Great Cycle Formation.
Although they were surrounded by danger just now, the four Taixu Temple cultivators still looked very calm, showing their extraordinary confidence and experience.
However, when they saw that the people who helped them were Han Yang and the other Xuanmen Tianzong disciples, they also felt slightly embarrassed.
This was especially so when one of the shorter youths saw Liu Xiafeng, and his eyes clearly darkened.
The four of them were dressed in the Taixu Temple's usual attire — white robes with a white cloud embroidered on their lapels.
The one with the highest cultivation base was a young man in the middle stage of Yuanying. He looked at the people from Xuanmen Tianzong with a somewhat complicated gaze, but he still maintained enough etiquette and cupped his hands at Tang Jun and the others. "I'm Shan Xiang from Taixu Temple. Thank you, fellow cultivators from Xuanmen Tianzong."
Next to him stood a young girl with a heroic spirit. Her eyes were sharp, and she also thanked Han Yang and the others politely. "I'm Zhao Mingxiu from Taixu Temple. Thank you, fellow cultivators, for your help."
As for the other two people, other than the shorter Wan Zhenglun, the other one was a skinny young man with pale skin, an aquiline nose, thin lips, and a cold expression. He also cupped his hands, but his tone was obviously much colder. "I'm Yang Zhao from Taixu Temple. Greetings."
Wan Zhenglun looked at Liu Xiafeng again, and finally, he also cupped his hands. "I'm Wan Zhenglun from Taixu Temple. Greetings."
Han Yang looked at Wan Zhenglun and chuckled, then turned to look at Liu Xiafeng. Liu Xiafeng naturally understood what he meant, so he smiled and spread his hands.
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