The people from the Sacred Evolution Mansion went south.
However, before they were even halfway through the journey, they suddenly stopped.
There was a Purple Flood Dragon blocking their path.
It was a demon that only the royal family could tame in the Han family's Daning Dynasty in the northeast of Middle Earth.
They were from the royal family of Daning.
The Sacred Evolution Mansion was located in the northeast of Middle Earth, on the land of the Han family's Daning Dynasty.
The relationship between the two parties was not harmonious.
Even if they didn't fight openly, there were many secret fights.
Kong Qing's heart skipped a beat. He could feel the majestic aura of the emperor.
He got out of the sedan and looked over. He saw a tall, thin, and majestic middle-aged man standing on the head of the purple dragon.
It was the leader of the Daning Dynasty, Emperor Ning Han Feng.
Han Feng looked at the people from the Sacred Evolution Mansion and said, "Elder Kong, are you going for Chang 'an or the Nine Peaks Academy?"
Kong Shengzhen didn't get out of the sedan, but his voice came out. "I have the same goal as Emperor Ning."
Emperor Ning Han Feng said, "That's the best."
His ninth son, Han Pingzhang, died in the hands of the people of Chang 'an.
He was one of the people who participated in the attack on the Twelve Kings of Hell during the incident of the Immortals.
The two were intertwined, and there was almost no possibility of peace between the two parties.
In terms of willingness, neither of them had such an idea.
In this respect, the Sacred Evolution Mansion was the same.
However, the Sacred Evolution Mansion had a sudden change of direction in history, which made Emperor Ning Han Feng a little uneasy.
Kong Shengzhen and Kong Qing could see through each other's thoughts, but they didn't explain. They just invited each other to go to the Nine Peaks Academy together.
The Tai Qing Palace and the Sacred Evolution Mansion's actions were like a horn blowing on Middle Earth.
Strong cultivators from all sides set off for the Mirror Lake Nine Peaks together.
In the Zhongyue Temple, one of the three sacred lands of Middle Earth, Abbot Kong Yuan stood in the Great Buddha's Hall. He looked at the Buddha statue in front of him and didn't speak for a long time.
At this time, a disciple came to report, "Abbot, Monk Zhi Deng of the Lingguang Temple is here."
Abbot Kong Yuan turned around. "Let him in."
After a short while, a white-browed old monk in a cassock appeared in front of Abbot Kong Yuan.
It was Abbot Zhi Deng of the Lingguang Temple, another sacred land of Buddhism.
"Buddha is merciful." The two monks put their palms together.
After greeting each other, Abbot Zhi Deng asked softly, "Brother Kong Yuan, are you hesitating whether or not to head east?"
"That's not the case. This Poor Monk is only waiting for Senior Brother Zhi Deng." Abbot Kong Yuan said.
The two of them had a deep grudge against Chang 'an, or rather, the Twelve Kings of Hell.
Let's not talk about Hui Jue, Zhi Guang, Fa Ning, Fa Xin and the others who died in Chang 'an.
Thirty-nine years ago, the Twelve Yama-Kings breached the Thunderclap Temple.
Abbot Kong Yuan's master had fallen in that battle.
Thirty-two years ago, the Lingguang Temple was also one of the main forces when the heroes went to the Immortals and besieged the Twelve Kings of Hell.
However, the Twelve Kings of Hell were tyrannical and ferocious. Even if their vitality was greatly damaged due to the changes in the Immortals World and the internal strife, and they were ambushed by the Lingguang Temple and Tai Qing Palace, the Lingguang Temple and the other places would still have to pay a heavy price to kill them one by one.
Abbot Zhi Deng's master, who was also the previous Abbot of the Lingguang Temple and the founder of the Lingguang Temple, Zen Master Shi Fa, was one of the casualties in that battle.
Abbot Kong Yuan and Abbot Zhi Deng walked out of the Zhongyue Temple hand in hand and headed east to the Nine Peaks Academy.
"What about Senior Brother Xin He?" Abbot Zhi Deng asked about the other Bodhi Temple of the Three Holy Lands of Buddhism as he walked.
Abbot Kong Yuan answered quietly, "They have no intention to go with us."
After a slight pause, he sighed softly, "Maybe … they will even stop us."
Abbot Zhi Deng nodded silently, "Forget it, let's talk about this later. What about Benefactor Liu?"
Abbot Kong Yuan shook his head, "He has been watching the west. I heard that when the Magnificent Emperor Zhao Shuo contacted the representatives of all parties, Da Xuan was the least concerned."
The Zhongyue Temple, Tai Qing Palace and other famous Holy Lands were all in the Liu family's Da Xuan Dynasty.
"With Zhao Shuo as an example, he shouldn't be thinking of killing with a borrowed knife, right?" Zen Master Zhi Deng shook his head.
"Maybe, that's not the case," Abbot Kong Yuan said slowly, "Maybe he thinks that the threat from the west is greater."
Hearing this, Zen Master Zhi Deng was silent and did not speak.
Abbot Kong Yuan asked, "What about the Da Qian Dynasty?"
"They said that he is in seclusion and cannot be disturbed." Zen Master Zhi Deng clasped his palms together, "Maybe, he is the one who is still thinking of killing with a borrowed knife."
The Lingguang Temple was located in the northwest of Middle Earth and was in the Song family's Da Qian Dynasty.
Abbot Kong Yuan sighed, "Even if they are not a pile of loose sand, they are at least half a pile."
Abbot Zhi Deng said, "Although the evil flame is overwhelming, we still have to face it head-on. We cannot delay."
"Yes, the reincarnation of the Twelve Kings of Hell is recultivating. If we continue to delay, it will be more difficult in the future if we can't solve it this time." Abbot Kong Yuan nodded his head.
The two old monks did not speak anymore and hurried towards the Nine Peaks of the Mirror Lake.
At the same time, a sword gleam flew towards the Nine Peaks Academy from the south.
However, as it got closer, the sword gleam slowed down.
The light dissipated, revealing the face of a man with ordinary facial features, but a fierce aura faintly exuded from his face.
The man had a sword hanging from his waist. He stood in mid-air and looked at the distant horizon as if he was waiting for something.
However, his expression suddenly changed slightly as he turned his head to look at the other side.
In the distant horizon, space seemed to have cracked open. Another sword gleam flew out and arrived in front of the man.
The man was expressionless, "Senior Brother Gu, I really don't want you to come here today."
The radiance of the other sword gleam dissipated. A series of light coughs could be heard, and the figure of a middle-aged man appeared.
It was the Sect Master of the Northern Sect of Shu Mountain, Gu Pu.
Gu Pu coughed lightly, "I can't bear to see you … cough cough … walk on the path of evil … cough cough …"
The man opposite him shook his head, "Do you think that I don't want you to appear here because I am afraid that you will ruin things?
I don't want to see you because your appearance here means that you are bowing to Chang 'an. "
Gu Pu coughed again and again, "I can only figure out the Sword Dao all my life. I have no interest in studying and climbing. Junior Brother Han, although you have betrayed Shu Mountain, I always hoped that one day you would turn back.
However, I didn't expect that you would sink deeper and deeper into the evil path. You even colluded with the demons. "
The man with a sword hanging from his waist was the former Sect Master of Shu Mountain South Sect, Han Feiyu.
However, now, the Southern Sect of Shu Mountain had basically become history. Other than Han Feiyu himself who was on the run, only a few big and small cats were left. They were not powerful enough and were hiding in hiding.
"Senior Brother Gu, I really don't dare to accept your words." Han Feiyu's tone was indifferent.
Gu Pu's expression became stern, "Do you dare to say that you didn't lead the Golden-Winged Roc to the Central Plains?"
"It's true that I contacted the Golden-Winged Roc. Why should I not dare to admit it?"
Han Feiyu looked straight at Gu Pu, "If Senior Brother didn't borrow the power of the Twelve Kings of Hell, how could you break through the Southern Peak under my rule? Senior Brother, you are so afraid of the demons, but you seem to have forgotten that there are also demons in Chang 'an. "
"I didn't intend to borrow the power of Chang 'an." Gu Pu sighed.
Han Feiyu chuckled softly, "So, they gave you a gift that you couldn't refuse?"
Faced with sarcasm, Gu Pu's expression was calm, "Even if this didn't happen, I would still come today. There are indeed demons in Chang 'an. However, under the restrictions of Chang' an, they never hurt anyone except their enemies. Junior Brother Han, are you confident that you can restrain those Golden-Winged Roc?"
"No." Han Feiyu shook his head, "But why should I?"
Gu Pu sighed, "We are all human beings. Although we are obsessed with the way of the sword, we don't want to turn ourselves into swords."
"It's really rare to hear such words from someone who has always been pedantic." Han Feiyu didn't think it was a big deal, "However, you don't have to be so nervous. I didn't plan to go to the Nine Peaks Academy in person."
Gu Pu understood, "You want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"
"This is just one of the reasons. As for the second reason …"
Han Feiyu smiled slightly, "Of course, I don't want you to go to the Nine Peaks to help Chang 'an."
Hearing this, Gu Pu's eyes narrowed slightly.
Han Feiyu nodded, "Yes, you didn't stop me here. I was waiting for you to come. Although as I said before, I really don't want to see you here, wagging your tail and begging the Twelve Kings of Hell."
Gu Pu didn't say anything else. He just stared at him silently.
Han Feiyu calmly unsheathed his sword, "Your arrival today makes me even more convinced that I am right. Mount Shu can't be controlled by you."
Gu Pu did the same thing. The long sword at his waist was unsheathed, "Looking at you now, I am even more convinced that I must come today."
After the two of them finished talking, Sword Qi surged all over the sky.
The world within a radius of hundreds of miles was all enveloped by the fierce Sword Qi.
The Sword Qi World, one of the three supreme sword techniques of Mount Shu, was exactly the same on both sides. When it was performed, it kept colliding between heaven and earth.
Han Feiyu's eyes were sharp, and his sword move changed first.
It was still the Sword Qi World, but when the Sword Qi spread, it gave birth to different mysteries.
The image of Bai Ze condensed by the Sword Qi reappeared.
After losing the Heavenly Sword, Han Feiyu was indeed confused for a period of time.
However, as a master of swordsmanship in the fourth realm of the Martial Emperor Realm, his attainments in swordsmanship and talent in comprehension were not to be underestimated.
Moreover, he also cultivated the Bai Ze Demonic Blood.
After continuous efforts during this period of time, Han Feiyu's swordsmanship gradually improved.
It was different from Su Po's Bai Ze Demonic Sword in the past, but it had the same effect. Han Feiyu's own swordsmanship gradually took shape.
The demonic sword was slowly refined in Mount Shu's swordsmanship.
Once he succeeded, Han Feiyu felt that his bottleneck was gradually loosening.
The door to a higher realm was no longer looming in front of him, but slowly became clear.
At this moment, looking back at the old Mount Shu swordsmanship, he gradually felt that there were more and more flaws.
However, at this moment, Han Feiyu found that Gu Pu's swordsmanship of Mount Shu had also changed.
It was still the old Mount Shu swordsmanship, but most of the flaws that existed before could not be seen now.
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