Zhang Yu and Yun Chen stood on the highest platform of Cheng Chang Dao Sect, watching the sect's cultivators fly out one by one, chasing after the fleeting flying boats in the distance.
Since a few days ago, small grey flying boats have appeared around Cheng Chang Dao Sect. Judging from the shape and speed of the flying boats, they should be responsible for scouting the front lines.
This meant that the people from the Frost Continent were about to arrive.
However, the Cheng Chang Dao Sect had some resources after all. The Dharma Artifacts that were set up in the surroundings were activated at this moment, and they emitted a strange light that enveloped the entire mountain range. At this moment, from the outside, the encampment had already disappeared without a trace.
Yun Chen said, "Xuan Zheng, I'm afraid there will be a lot of people from the Frost Continent coming this time."
Zhang Yu said, "They naturally don't want to see Xuanfu integrate all the foreign sects, but the external enemies are not terrible. The key is the internal enemies."
Yun Chen knew what he meant and nodded, "Xuan Zheng, don't worry. I will carefully check the cultivators who come these days and won't miss a single one."
At this time, a disciple came over and cupped his hands, "Xuan Zheng, Daoist Yun, the people from Pure Sincerity Sect have arrived."
Yun Chen cupped his hands to Zhang Yu and said, "Xuan Zheng, I'll be leaving for a moment."
Zhang Yu nodded to him and watched him leave. Then, he turned around and looked ahead. At this moment, he suddenly felt the Azure Sun Wheel in his Purple Star Bag vibrate slightly, and it was becoming more and more violent.
He was also slightly surprised. When he entered the Purple Star Pouch to investigate, he discovered that there seemed to be a force calling this treasure back. Although this magic treasure transmitted a hint of reluctance, it was unable to defy this force. Rays of azure light continuously leaked out from the Purple Star Pouch.
The Purple Star Bag was only used to store things. A treasure like the Azure Sun Wheel could not be suppressed, so he immediately waved his sleeve and released it.
As soon as the treasure appeared outside, the suction force increased by severalfold. It only struggled for a moment before a burst of azure light erupted, following which it disappeared in a violent flash.
Zhang Yu looked at the place where the Azure Sun Wheel disappeared and pondered. The only person who could summon the Azure Sun Wheel back should be Zhu Xuan Shou.
He guessed that something must have happened in the continent, which was why Zhu Xuan chose to do this.
However, this happened just as they were about to prepare for the war with Shuang Zhou, which was a bit too much of a coincidence.
If he thought about it in the worst possible way, then perhaps it was a plot by the people of Shuang Continent, or simply some people in the continent were cooperating with the people of Shuang Continent.
Thinking back to what Wu Ze had said before, there was a collusion between the people of the continent and the people of the Shuang Continent, then it was possible that this was a joint effort by both sides.
However, even without the Azure Sun Wheel, it wasn't a big deal.
He gazed into the distant sky. Faint starlight flickered behind him. The Azure Sun Wheel could be called back, but no one could take away the power he possessed.
In the Anshou Commandery, among the carriages parked by the lake, there were two people dressed in overcoats, their faces covered, hiding in the carriage. Through the glass window, they were looking at the towering Crane Palace on the island in the middle of the lake.
One of them asked, "Why did Yuan Shaolang take so long? Old Meng, what do you think of this matter? "
The person called Old Meng said, "The favor owed by that person is not small, the jade dagger was also personally given by that person, if he doesn't return the favor, I'm afraid it will be difficult for that person to cultivate."
The person said again, "But what if that person gives up the Dao and cares about the Dao? I heard that his disciple has now gone to the outer region, this is a variable. "
Old Meng said in a deep voice, "That person cultivates the Dao of Seclusion, what is Seclusion? Seclusion of the human world, a concern in the heart, a disciple, I don't think it will be a burden, right? "
Just as the two were talking, suddenly a blue brilliance flew from the distance, and in a flash flew into the Crane Palace.
The person opposite Old Meng said with joy, "Old Meng, it seems that it's a success!"
Old Meng said, "Don't worry, don't worry, wait for Yuan Shaolang to come back."
After waiting for a long time, the two saw Yuan Bing coming back from the island in the middle of the lake, they suppressed the excitement in their hearts, waiting for Yuan Bing to come ashore and sit in the carriage, then they hurriedly asked, "How was it?"
Yuan Bing smiled, cupped his hands to the two, and said, "The two of you, fortunately, I didn't disappoint you."
Old Meng was overjoyed, stroking his beard, he said, "Good, good, let's go."
But just as the word "good" came out of his mouth, the top of his head suddenly exploded with a bang. It wasn't until he said the words "Let's go" with a happy expression that his entire body collapsed.
Not only him, the head of the person opposite him also exploded, and maybe that person was sitting more stably, his body was still standing there straight.
Yuan Bing looked at this scene in horror, he smelled the strong smell of blood on his body, he couldn't help but bend over and vomit, his whole body was trembling, but at this time, he didn't stand still, he vomited while crawling out, and rushed to the other carriage, ignoring the filth on his chest, and shouted, "Go, go, go quickly, go quickly!"
Daoist Ming Shan expressionlessly looked at the carriage leaving in a hurry, he kept his horsetail whisk, put it on his arm, and returned to the main hall, he thought for a while, and flew up to the Crane Palace.
Coming to the platform, he saw Zhu Xuan standing there with his back facing him, the Azure Sun Wheel was floating beside him, he hesitated, he bowed, and said, "Head Xuan …"
Zhu Xuan looked at the sky, and said, "That person is awake."
Daoist Ming Shan was startled, and then he was shocked, he unconsciously raised his head to look in a certain direction.
That person? At this time …
He understood, and didn't say anything more, bowed again, and then retreated.
On the vast wasteland, a handsome young man with a sword at his waist, stood there alone, his clothes fluttering in the wind from time to time.
Although his figure was slender, his limbs were exceptionally strong, his silver hair and golden eyes were extremely pure, in contrast to the surrounding white land, he looked proud and lonely.
If one ignored the fact that he was standing on a piece of lifeless land, this could be called a peaceful and beautiful scene.
Fang Lingjun came behind him, and bowed, "Left Fuguo."
The handsome young man didn't turn back, and looked forward, "Fang Lingjun, what do you want to do most in your life?"
Fang Lingjun thought for a while, and replied cautiously, "Maybe it's a longer life."
The handsome young man nodded, "A very practical idea."
He lowered his head and thought, "Since I can remember, the Shuang Continent was a pale white world, dry and colorless, just like the land in front of me, but it was at least brimming with life, unlike the Shuang Continent, it was already dead when it was born.
When I was four years old, my mother gave me a flower, the flower was very beautiful, that was the first time I saw such beautiful and colorful things, at that time I knew that there were such beautiful things in the world. "
His expression was gentle, and his eyes were filled with memories.
"I planted this flower in the corner of the courtyard wall. At the time, I naively thought that I would be able to see this color every day. However, after just one day, this flower withered and withered, becoming pale and dead, no different from the things around it."
Fang Lingjun just kept silent, he knew that at this time he only needed to be a listener.
The handsome young man looked at the dead plains in front of him, "At that time I knew that the Shuang Continent was incompatible with this world, there was no way for us to reconcile, if we didn't destroy them, they would destroy us."
At this time, a rumbling sound came from the horizon, the handsome young man turned his head, and saw nearly a hundred grey flying boats flying in from the horizon, followed by hundreds of transport boats.
He said, "The people have arrived, Fang Lingjun, go and prepare."
Fang Lingjun cupped his fists and went to greet the flying boats.
The handsome young man stood there for a long time, until a light suddenly flashed in the distance, he turned his eyes and looked to the side, there was a crystal jade standing there, emitting a faint light.
Under the crystal jade, an old man covered in a cloak nodded at him from afar.
The handsome young man's golden eyes suddenly became fierce, he walked to his own giant boat, as he stepped forward, a row of crystal jade giants in the distance followed.
He went to his own flying boat, sat down, and said softly, "Let's go."
Following his order, the numerous flying boats on the ground began to bloom, and then with a rumbling sound, they began to slowly rise into the air, and under the guidance of the giant boat, they turned to the north, and then one after another flew away as streams of light.
A cloud of brocade was flying in the sky, about thirty meters long, on it sat five cultivators, they were the Sect Master of the Pill Hut Sect, Liao He, and his four disciples.
The Pill Hut Sect was one of the last of the Twelve Sects in the Outer Realm, they had few people, and they had never had much ambition, this time, when Zhang Yu's letter arrived, they almost immediately made the decision to submit.
This was not a difficult choice.
Because ever since they established their Daoist Sect sixty years ago, they rarely obtained any new seals, in the Outer Realm, besides the sandstorms, there were all kinds of monsters and spiritual creatures, it was desolate and barbaric, if they could go back and avoid those messy battles, who would be willing to stay here?
When Liao He was flying on the cloud, he seemed to sense something and looked into the distance, then his expression changed, he reached out and pressed down on the brocade cloud below, in an instant, white clouds surged up, enveloping him and the disciples behind him.
From afar, this white cloud was no different from the other clouds.
After a short while, he saw greyish-white flying boats flying over from the distance, flying past in front of him. There seemed to be more than a thousand of them, and their momentum was extremely shocking. It took a long time for them to disappear from his field of vision.
A disciple asked in surprise, "Master? That is? "
"It's the people of the Frost Continent!"
Liao He's expression was solemn, "Looking at the direction they are going, it should be the Cheng Chang Dao Sect."
The disciple was a little flustered, "Master, then, then are we still going there?"
Liao He thought for a moment, then said, "Go! Not only do we have to go, we have to help! " He said in a deep voice, "The people of the Frost Continent are not the same as us, if these monsters win, we will have a hard time."
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