During this period of time, Xuan Ling Sect was full of jubilation. The Xuan Ling Sect Grand Reward, which was held once every sixty years, was considered a big event in the sect. Not to mention, Xuan Ling Sect had invited the fellow daoists from Iron Sword Sect and Profound Yang Sect to participate in the ceremony.
The power of Xuan Ling Sect had always been controlled by the descendants or disciples of the Nangong and Dongfang ancestors. Yi Tian remembered that when he came here three hundred years ago, Nangong Aotian was in the limelight.
Now, he had already stepped down from the position of sect master and retreated behind the scenes to break through to the Yuanying realm. It was said that the position of sect master had been replaced by the junior of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Zhuo.
Fortunately, the two Yuanying cultivators, Nangong Ba and Dongfang Lingyun, were still there, so Dongfang Zhuo's position as sect master was still as stable as Mount Tai. It was just that if the Yuanying ancestor was no longer there in the future, would he still be able to hold on to the position of sect master?
Speaking of Dongfang Zhuo, he could be considered an old acquaintance. When he was still in Qi Refining, he had already left him behind by a lot. Now, the difference was like heaven and earth.
This time, Xuan Yang Sect sent out Jin Dan Middle Stage Elder Qu Yifeng to lead the team. His partner, Huo Jiawei, was also in charge of driving the flying boat. The two of them could be considered as Yan Jungang's left and right assistants in the Discipline Hall. Moreover, they both cultivated the Crimson Yang True Fire Art.
This time, all the selected Foundation Establishment juniors in the sect had been gathered and trained before they set off. Qu Yifeng was holding a jade slip in his hand that Yi Tian had written based on his memory of that year. He introduced all the selected disciples to the situation in the Mysterious Yang Secret Cave.
When they heard about the effects of the Profound Yang Spirit Fruit, all of them seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. Their eyes revealed a look of excitement. One had to know that this was the path that their ancestor had walked in the past. As long as they followed this path, the probability of reaching Core Formation was very high. As for whether they could obtain the Profound Yang Spirit Fruit or not, that would depend on their own ability.
When the flying ship slowly landed at Xuan Ling Sect's spaceport, a Xuan Ling Sect elder was in charge of receiving them. Qu Yifeng and his group of over twenty people slowly disembarked from the flying ship and saw Elder Nangong Qianyun leading a group of Xuan Ling Foundation Establishment disciples waiting on the deck of the spaceport.
The group of people stepped forward and greeted each other. Then, they were led by the disciples to the Xuanling Main Hall. Nangong Qianyun's gaze swept over the group of people and her face showed a little disappointment. However, it was normal. Yuanying cultivators wouldn't be able to mingle among the younger generation disciples.
Just when she was disappointed, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Level four middle rank White Tiger Pill Furnace, six thousand spirit stones, no bargain." Nangong Qianyun looked toward the voice with joy. A familiar face appeared in front of her. He was holding a white pill furnace, but it seemed to be a level six pill furnace.
This sentence was exactly what Yi Tian had said when he sold the pill furnace at the Ninth Firmament Tower in Stars City. It had been more than three hundred years since then, but Nangong Qianyun had never forgotten the scene at that time.
Seeing this, Qu Yifeng tactfully called the rest of the disciples to follow, leaving some space for the two to be alone.
Shaoqing saw Yi Tian walking forward and handing the pill furnace in his hand to Nangong Qianyun, "We haven't seen each other for a long time. Thank you for your help back then."
Nangong Qianyun looked up and down before saying, "Could it be that the dignified Xuanyang Old Ancestor actually likes to mingle among the low-level disciples?"
"I just don't want to make a big fuss. If I fly in alone and alarm the Mountain Protecting Formation of Xuan Ling Sect, it won't look good on your old ancestor's face," Yi Tian joked.
"Then this pill furnace is your ticket. I won't give you six thousand spirit stones," Nangong Qianyun said playfully.
"Up to you. This was originally given to you," Yi Tian replied, "I'm here to see Nangong Ba and Dongfang Lingyun. Can you introduce me to them?"
Nangong Qianyun pouted and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to see my old ancestor? Tell me about your experience over the years. I really want to hear it."
Seeing this, Yi Tian had no choice but to briefly explain his experience. Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from the sky, "Junior Martial Brother, please excuse me for not going out to meet you."
Hearing this, it seemed to be that old fellow Dongfang Lingyun. Yi Tian looked at Nangong Qianyun and just frowned, then took a step back and said, "Go talk to the old ancestor." After that, he hurriedly caught up with the welcoming team in front.
Although Yi Tian's mood was ruined by Dongfang Lingyun, he could only hold it in. This time, he came to communicate with the two Yuanying cultivators of Xuan Ling Sect about the unification of the sect. He couldn't directly fall out with them now.
Then he just faintly replied, "Sorry to disturb Senior Martial Brother's cultivation." After that, a green light flashed and directly flew to the back mountain of Xuan Ling Sect.
After the green light swept past the previous team, he found that the eyes of the disciples were filled with excitement. They didn't expect their old ancestor to accompany them all the way here. Qu Yifeng, who was leading the team, lowered his head and said, "What happened to the two of you?"
Yi Tian used an escape technique to fly over the Xuan Yang Great Hall and arrived at the forbidden area behind Xuan Ling Sect's mountain. At this moment, he saw a large opening in the restriction at the entrance of the forbidden area. After he entered, his vision blurred. After the flash passed, he found himself on a secluded path.
After walking along the path for half an hour, he saw a thatched hut halfway up the cliff. In the open space in front of the hut, two middle-aged scholars were sitting opposite each other. In the middle of the hut, there was an unfinished game of chess. He had seen Nangong Ba twice before. He saw that his face was delicate and handsome, and his eyebrows were a bit similar to Nangong Qianyun.
Dongfang Lingyun, on the other hand, was a bearded man. They had met at the East Ao Nascent Soul gathering, so they could be considered to have met before. However, Master Crimson Sun mentioned that he was Nangong Ba's senior martial brother, so the matters of the Xuan Ling Sect were mostly decided by him.
However, his Dongfang Clan's younger generation was incompetent. Every time a stunning person appeared, even the current Sect Master of Xuan Ling Sect, Dongfang Zhuo, was forced to do something beyond his ability.
Yi Tian walked forward and cupped his hands, "Senior Martial Brothers are so elegant. Junior Martial Brother is polite."
"Junior Martial Brother, please." Dongfang Lingyun pointed to an empty stone bench, indicating for Yi Tian to sit.
After slowly walking forward and sitting on the stone bench, he found that the spirit energy here was denser than the lava cave. It should be the place with the strongest spirit vein in Dong Ao.
After a while, Dongfang Lingyun said, "This place was originally the Xuan Yang Ancestor's cultivation place. This thatched hut was also built back then. After more than a thousand years, it still stands."
Since the other party had already made their relationship clear, Yi Tian was actually quite happy. This time, he was afraid that they were unwilling to acknowledge their ancestors. Although he was a direct descendant, he couldn't claim to be so.
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