Taiyue Gate.
Located in southern Xinjiang, although Taiyue Sect is not as good at using poison as Wandu Mountain, there are many disciples in the sect who practice magical powers in this area, especially using poison, which can often produce extraordinary effects in low-level monks' martial arts fights.
Moreover, some powerful poisons can be obtained from the outside world, without spending time in hard training, and they are more effective than practicing other magical powers. Because of this, other sect disciples are very afraid of Taiyue Sect and Ten Thousand Poison Mountains.
Everything is normal inside the mountain gate.
The Dharma Conference was coming soon, and many disciples from Taiyue Mountain went to watch the ceremony. Some followed their elders, and some did not want to be restrained. They called friends and took a boat to the north to travel around the world.
The sect became much deserted.
In the past, teachers at the false elixir stage and golden elixir stage were constantly coming in and out at the mountain gate, but today I couldn't see any of them for a few hours. The disciples who were tasked with guarding the mountain were all bored and drowsy.
"Noon is almost here."
A young-looking boy stretched out, squinted his eyes, and looked at the big sun above his head, "Senior Brother Wu and the others are coming to change defenses soon. Alas! The Bon Bon Festival is about to start. It's a pity that I retreated at the last moment last time.
I didn’t dare to attack the bottleneck, otherwise I would have had the opportunity to attend the ceremony. This is a grand event that happens only once in 500 years. The lifespan of a monk in the golden elixir stage is only 500 years. It would be a lifelong regret to miss this event!"
The thin young man next to him looked lazy, "The master doesn't restrict our movements. If you really want to go, wouldn't it be fun to find someone to replace you and travel together like Senior Sister Liu Si and others?"
The young man had a look of fear on his face and shook his head repeatedly, "I heard that the demons of the Northern Wilderness frequently go south, and there is no peace in Jinyu Province. No matter which sect the disciples of those demons are, they are murderous, and if they fall into their hands, they will all end up with the same fate! I am like this
If you have a little bit of cultivation, you will be eaten alive by humans, and you will have no place to cry out for injustice."
"No coward!"
The young man laughed out loud.
The young man was dissatisfied, "Senior Brother Li, you are so brave, why don't you go?"
"I'm not interested in bullshit rituals. If I have this time, I might as well practice more spells and add some life-saving methods," the young man said disdainfully.
The young man was not so easy to fool, "I heard that there will be a martial arts battle in the Dharma conference. The Yuanying Patriarchs of each sect will come out in person to watch the powerful martial arts fight. Isn't it better than you doing it behind closed doors?"
"My ability is not great, my ambition is not small! Can you understand the Nascent Soul Fighting Technique?"
The young man retorted and wanted to continue to teach this junior brother a lesson. Suddenly he felt a chill and subconsciously looked up at the sky. He was stunned on the spot and could not close his mouth for a long time.
At the same time, the young man also felt that the light suddenly dimmed.
In their field of vision, a dark curtain appeared in the sky, extending outward from the inside of the sect. It was not like a dark cloud, but like a black curtain, spreading quickly until it covered the entire Taiyue Sect.
Below the curtain was pure darkness, and the blazing sunlight could not penetrate at all.
The shady incident originated from inside the sect, and it seemed to be located near a forbidden area. I don’t know if something happened to the sect, or if the ancestor of the sect was using his great magical powers.
When the curtain covered them, darkness fell, and they were unable to see even their companions.
"What time is it now?"
"Why is it so dark?"
…
There was chaos all around.
The young man finally reacted and quickly made a seal. The yellow light flashed on his fingertips, and a light bead slowly flew up. He held down the contact token at his waist with his other hand.
The token didn't respond at all.
Without getting any prompts, the young man felt increasingly uneasy and shouted: "Quickly form a formation!"
Immediately afterwards, there was a brief commotion among the surrounding disciples, followed by a strange silence.
The young man's heart skipped a beat. Under the yellow light, he saw that the young man who had just quarreled with him had a stiff expression and his face was ashen, like a walking corpse.
Feelings of panic welled up in my heart.
The next moment, the young man had no time to do anything, so he froze in place, the look in his eyes quickly faded, and he followed in the footsteps of the young man.
In front of Taiyuemen Mountain, the disciples guarding the mountain stood like wooden stakes.
They never knew why they died or who the murderer was!
The evil wind hit, and a stream of gray energy shot out, passing through the corpse, and transformed into a figure in front of the mountain gate. The figure was wearing a gray robe, and his face was tightly blocked. Look at the figure and slender fingers under the gray robe.
, should be a female nun.
The nun took out a blank crystal bottle, opened the cork, and gently moved it with her fingers. The illusory souls flew away from the body and were put into the bottle.
"They are all low-level disciples and they are unsightly. If you, junior sister, are lacking a soul, I can give you a few bottles for my brother."
A gloomy voice came from far away and appeared next to the female cultivator. She was also wearing a gray robe, but she was a man.
"I don't dare to take anything belonging to Senior Brother Liao."
Seeing the man approaching, the female cultivator subconsciously took a step aside, capped the bottle, and shook it with satisfaction, "After all, he is a disciple of a large sect, with a solid foundation and solid soul. The quality of the soul of the senior brother may not be as good as theirs."
The man chuckled strangely: "Buddhism still has Happy Zen, so why do we, demon cultivators, have to stick to vulgar etiquette? Today is the day when the sky and the earth are covered, it is a happy day! Junior sister, when will you stop guarding me to the death for my brother?"
"When I succeed in my magic skills, my virginity will always have to be sold. If my senior brother offers me a higher price than my master, I won't mind being a casual couple with my senior brother."
The female cultivator choked the man back with her words, and turned to look at the gate area of Taiyue, "It's a pity that the master asked us to guard the mountain gate, so we couldn't meet any high-level monks."
The man said calmly: "Junior sister, can't you see that Master loves us? This is the Taiyue Sect, and it is no small matter to fight back with one sect's strength... Oh! Someone is coming!"
The black curtain extended to the edge of Taiyue Gate and stopped.
Taiyue Gate was completely silent, but from the outside, the sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and everything was normal.
Two rays of light flew from afar, one male and one female, both disciples of the Taiyue Sect.
The two of them had just returned from southern Xinjiang and had gained a lot. They were about to go back to the sect to retreat and digest it. However, they didn't expect that the sect had been occupied by demons. They flew into the mountain gate talking and laughing.
In an instant, their smiles froze on their faces, they died silently, and their bodies fell hard to the ground.
Similar scenes were frequently staged outside Taiyue Sect. Taiyue Sect, one of the top immortal sects in the Nineteen Prefectures, was reduced to a bloody hell!
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Taiyue gated area.
Tenglong Cliff.
This place is the retreat place of Taiyue Sect's successive sect leaders. Only great monks or Nascent Soul monks who are close to breakthrough can be qualified to choose a cave in Tenglong Cliff.
Under the Tenglong Cliff is an abyss with no bottom.
Legend has it that in ancient times there was a hidden dragon leaping over the abyss and soaring into the sky, hence its name.
There is a strange wind in Tenglong Cliff, which lasts all year round. It has the power of ecstasy and eroding bones. If one is not strong enough, it is impossible to gain a foothold in Tenglong Cliff.
At this time, a group of figures appeared in Tenglong Cliff, which was rarely visited by people.
The group split into two parts.
Some people stood in scattered formations on the protruding rocks on the cliff face, and most of them were Jindan monks. After only standing here for a while, some people could no longer hold on and flew back to the top of the cliff.
These people all wear gray robes, with their heads hidden and their tails exposed.
However, judging from the magical powers they used to resist the strange wind, it should be that several forces joined forces.
In front of the cliff, other people were standing in the air.
The strange black wind blows up from the abyss, with a force comparable to a hurricane, but it separates silently near them, and cannot even blow the corners of their clothes, which is in sharp contrast to the people on the cliff.
These people maintain a certain distance from each other and have distinct factions.
They no longer have to hide their identities.
Among them were old acquaintances of Qin Sang.
Su Zinan and Mo Xingdao were still inseparable, but this time there was no Moon Guard by their side.
The strange-faced man and the master of the Weeping Spirit Cave stood side by side. The two seemed to be discussing something through sound transmission. The strange-faced man still had centipede scars on his face, which were lighter than last time. The outline of his appearance could barely be seen.
There are two groups, one on the left and one on the right. In the middle is another group of people headed by a white-haired old man. The largest group of people is Old Leng, who gave Qin Sang the order to transform into the Gu God.
At the outermost edge of the crowd, there were two people wandering outside, not belonging to any party.
However, the aura of the two of them is not weaker than that of Su Zinan and others, and they are both great monks.
There was a man with a strong build and a heavy sword on his back, wrapped in white cloth of unknown material.
This man has an ordinary appearance, mediocre facial features, and only one pair of eyes, which are extremely deep. It seems that no matter what he sees, he can't make waves.
He held a token upside down in his hand.
There is a word "earth" on the back of the token.
The sword-carrying man stared intently at the white-haired old man's movements without saying a word.
The other man was wearing a white robe and covered his face with a blue mask.
The mask looks very soft, like a ball of water, but outsiders cannot see his face through the "water", it will only reflect itself.
The man in white robe sat cross-legged in the air, with his hands folded on his knees. There was a piece of black ice in the palm of his hand. The style was similar to the token of the man carrying the sword, but it was very different, like an imitation.
Similar to Su Zinan, he was holding a piece of burning red jade in his hand.
The two of them were observing the white-haired old man while refining the token.
"Okay! The Mu Tian Xuan Formation is complete!"
The white-haired old man breathed out gently, looked around at the crowd, and said to the people behind him: "Old Yue must have had some plot at the ceremony and took away many masters. However, there are still several powerful characters in the Taiyue Sect.
Stay behind, you must be careful! Junior brother, I will trouble you next, be sure to seal Taiyue Gate to prevent anyone from escaping or sending any news."
The man took the order and left.
Everyone, including those waiting on the cliff, left.
The strange-faced man said to the master of the Weeping Spirit Cave: "Can you please make a trip, master, to avoid any accidents and failure in your efforts. After today, the Wuxiang Immortal Sect will reappear in the world, and we only have one chance."
The master of Weeping Spirit Cave agreed, and just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Su Zinan.
"You might as well ask Fellow Daoist Mo to accompany the cave master to ensure nothing goes wrong."
Su Zinan finished refining the red jade and looked at the white-haired old man, "The Formless Immortal Sect will be opened soon. It shouldn't require so many people, right?"
The white-haired old man looked at the others, nodded and said: "Three Five-Phase Orders and two imitation Five-Phase Orders, controlled by five great monks, should be 70% sure. If it doesn't work, it's not too late to ask Fellow Daoist Mo for reinforcements.
Although Fellow Daoist Su is not the Fire Path, he has evolved his path through the blood path. His magical powers are really amazing, and I admire him! If it weren’t for Fellow Daoist Su’s help, I’m afraid we would only have a 50% chance at most.”
Su Zinan said with a half-smile but not a smile: "It's only my fault that you have been hiding it from Su. The Wuxiang Immortal Sect is only a mere inheritance of gods. How are your ancestors better than my adoptive father? Can Su be confused and lose his mind? Do you still remember me?
The enemy I asked you to help me investigate, if you help Su catch this person, you have already gathered all the Five Prime Minister Orders!"
After hearing this, everyone looked over.
"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Su?" the white-haired old man asked curiously.
Su Zinan hummed: "Back then, you were the owner of the Liuzhou Hall auction. Don't you know that man's magical power? This man was extremely powerful in the art of controlling fire. He was robbed and killed by the demon cultivator. He killed two of them as soon as the rabbit rose and the falcon fell.
The great demon in the middle stage of transformation caused the demon king in the late stage of transformation to flee in panic. Unless the rumors of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect are exaggerated, no sect force in the world who is proficient in the art of fire control can match the inheritance of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect.
I am afraid that this person is the descendant of the Fire Immortal Sect of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect!"
The white-haired old man muttered: "This man's magical powers are indeed extraordinary. However, it is said that this man was able to kill demon cultivators because he had helpers secretly helping him. The spiritual fire of this man's envoy is also completely different from the records, and it is not like the fire messenger."
.Moreover, this person only showed up once and then disappeared again. His whereabouts are so mysterious that unless he shows up voluntarily, there is no way to trace him."
At this time, the strange-faced man who had been listening couldn't help but interjected: "Why does Fellow Daoist Su say that he can collect all the Five Phase Tokens? Are you sure that this person has two Five Phase Tokens of water and fire in his hand?"
Su Zinan looked at the white-robed man who was concentrating on cultivating Xuan Bing, and said in an incomprehensible tone: "You have to ask this fellow Taoist first to find out."
The man in white robe slowly raised his head, unable to see the expression behind his mask.
"What does Fellow Daoist Su mean by this? I have nothing to do with this person. Today is the first time I heard about such a person from Fellow Daoist Su."
His tone was a little unhappy, and he suspected that Su Zinan had framed him in vain.
Su Zinan looked him up and down, then changed the subject and said, "Su is not asking about him, but about the whereabouts of Shui Xiangling. Since Taoist Fellow Taoist is a descendant of Shui Xiangling, why is there no Shui Xiangling?"
This sentence is almost a question.
There was a hint of chill in the tone of the man in white robe: "Why do I need to have the Water Element Token? This fellow Taoist holds the Earth Element Token, but he is not a descendant of the Earth Element. Should Fellow Daoist Su still want to ask about the source of his token?
"
The sword-carrying man was watching a show, and he didn't expect that he would be implicated, so he glanced at the man in white robe.
Su Zinan smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist, please don't be angry. Su is just curious about what happened to the Wuxiang Immortal Sect back then. So, Taoist friend only received part of the water phase inheritance and is not a real water phase inheritor?"
The man in white robe was reluctant and said in a low voice: "Not bad!"
The white-haired old man softened his voice and said: "When the Wuxiang Immortal Sect was attacked by Xiao Xiao, the disciples in the sect fled for their lives, and most of them only took away part of the inheritance. On the contrary, the real successor may not survive."
"No wonder! It's Su who is ignorant, fellow Taoist, don't blame me."
Su Zinan suddenly realized and apologized, "Su has seen the tomb that is suspected to be the Lord of the Water Element."
Without waiting for anyone to respond, he spread his hands and said with regret, "It's a pity that someone got there first. When Su arrived, there were only ruins left, so Su is not sure."
"Is that that person?"
Everyone finally understood why Su Zinan was chasing after that man. It was not just revenge.
When they heard the news, they were also very excited.
Unfortunately, this person did not show up.
"it's him."
Su Zinan nodded.
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I didn’t expect you to be more interested in the second prize than me…
It is a Huawei mobile phone.
This chapter has been completed!