The first thousand two hundred and sixty-one chapters have nothing to do with the wind and the moon
It's the day, the sun and the moon alternate, and the stars are shining brightly.
From the top of the Immortal Peak, countless bright little spots of light fluttered down, and merged into the cauldron that was more than ten feet high in everyone's eyes. Those spiral star patterns also slowly rotated, and a thin silver line
It spreads over the tripod, drawing a mysterious trajectory.
"The sun has the middle path, the moon has nine lines, the light path reaches Dongjing in the north, Qianniu in the south, Jiao in the east, and Lou in the west... No wonder this tripod is called the Huangdao tripod!" Yun Zheng said, turning to ask Liu Qinghuan:
"You really got this for a pill? How come you are so lucky!"
Behind Liu Qinghuan stood the elders of the Wenshi Sect and the peak masters of various peaks. He looked up at the gradually brightening cauldron and shook his head thoughtfully: "This kind of good luck is a bit hot."
"What are you afraid of if your hands are hot? This is a Xuantian treasure!" Yun Zheng exclaimed, pointing to the magic circle at his feet: "My formation is set up well. The power of the sun, moon and stars gathered by the cauldron can be introduced into the magic circle.
Incorporating it into the mountain-protecting formation of your Wenshi sect has greatly improved its defensive capabilities."
In the sky above the Wenshi Sect, a huge mask of light was slowly emerging, covering the entire sect. The sky was filled with silver light flashing, the clouds were rising, and the auspicious clouds were surrounding, causing countless Wenshi to move up and down the Immortal Peak.
His disciples exclaimed in admiration.
"It's so worth it, so worth it!" Yunzheng said with emotion.
Liu Qinghuan touched his chin, it was quite worth it, but he didn't know what Daoxuan Daoxuan, the master of Haoshengyuan, would do for him in return for such a huge favor.
He looked into the distance. Compared to when he first started, the Wenshi Sect has expanded many times. Almost the entire Wenshi Mountain Range has been included in the sect's scope. The newly built pavilions and palaces are in the light of the sun and the moon.
The magnificent light is reflected, surrounding the tall and magnificent nine peaks in the middle, and the grand atmosphere is fully displayed.
Huang Daoding is naturally good, but Liu Qinghuan believes that the Wenshi Sect's biggest trump card is still the Purple Star Void Spirit Formation composed of nine peaks.
Among them, he once showed great power when the Wanhu Demon Sect invaded and killed a Mahayana monk on the spot.
Now, with the Huangdaoding Sect in the light and the Purple Star Void Spirit Array guarding them in the dark, the Wenshi Sect's defense is not to say impregnable, but it is enough to intimidate all parties.
The Huang Dao Cauldron and the formation were all set up, Liu Qinghuan waved his hand to everyone from the Wenshi Sect behind him to disperse, and he and Yun Zheng walked towards Mu Yinyin who was waiting aside.
"Speaking of the magic circle, I got a new cave on Jiutian Qingming Dagushan. The defensive magic circle in the cave still needs to be checked by you."
"That's easy to say!" Yun Zheng agreed, and slapped Liu Qinghuan on the shoulder: "You guy, you actually found a cave seat in Dagushan, you are so envious!"
Liu Qing said with a smile: "What's the matter? I have reserved a courtyard specially for you. You can live there anytime you want, and you can stay as long as you want."
"That's pretty much it!" Yunzheng nodded with satisfaction, then turned to Mu Yinyin and said, "Fellow Daoist Mu, you should have no objection, right?"
Mu Yinyin smiled gently: "Brother Yun is joking. I never comment on anything Qing Huan decides."
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As the head of the Wenshi Sect, Yan Zhengfeng is very busy on weekdays. No, as soon as he finished watching the inauguration ceremony of the Yellow Dao Cauldron, he hurriedly led a group of people to the Songfeng Hall down the mountain, preparing to meet some people who wanted to attach themselves to him.
People from small sects and aristocratic families under the Wenshi sect.
Turning his head inadvertently, Yan Zhengfeng looked at the female cultivator standing in a daze under the shade of the tree with some surprise: "Junior Sister Bai?"
Female cultivator Bai Ningshuang turned her head and nodded towards this side with a cold expression.
Everyone behind him also said hello and saluted:
"Uncle Bai!"
"Master Bai Peak!"
Yan Zhengfeng looked in the direction she had looked before, and saw only three figures walking away from each other. He was slightly startled, but he already had some understanding in his heart.
After hesitating for a moment, he asked the others to go to Songfeng Hall to wait. He walked towards Bai Ningshuang, who turned around and walked deeper into the forest along the path.
Yan Zhengfeng followed the other party and hesitated for a long time, sighed, and finally advised: "Junior sister Bai, you'd better let it go!"
Bai Ningshuang paused, without looking back, and asked: "Master, what are you talking about, what are you letting go of?"
Yan Zhengfeng thought for a while and said: "Do you still remember that when you and Liu Taizun came in together, I was the one who went to pick you up with Uncle Mingyangzi. Although I entered the school a few years earlier than you, I have watched you grow up.
Big one. Now you are one of the eight peak masters, so if you listen to my senior brother’s advice, Liu Taizun is firm in Taoism, extremely self-disciplined, and respects and loves Master Mu very much. He will not accept it..."
Bai Ningshuang turned around suddenly, with a frosty face and said: "Senior Brother Yan, I don't understand what you are talking about! As for whether to put something down or not, I have never picked it up, so how can I put it down?"
As she spoke, her voice became quieter and she laughed at herself: "Brother, don't worry about these useless thoughts. I have never been looked down upon by anyone, and I have never wanted to do anything. As long as I can watch him from a distance...
That’s enough.”
Yan Zhengfeng sighed: "Junior sister Bai, why are you doing this..."
"Is it bitter?" Bai Ningshuang said softly: "You don't understand."
She gazed at the undulating clouds and mist between the mountains of Wenshi Pai: "I have always been aware that the clear breeze and bright moon, and the mountains never belong to me. It is just the direction I am heading in. It makes me always vigilant to not forget my original intention.
Persevere in the great road. Therefore, there is nothing to let go of, and it has nothing to do with Fengyue."
Yan Zhengfeng was stunned when he heard this. When he came to his senses, he found that the frost-like woman had already walked away, leaving only a trace of her back as clear as ice and snow.
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Some people are happy, some are sad, things in the world are always not the same, but for the Wenshi Sect, which has been established for more than 50,000 years, the power of the sect has reached a new peak at this moment.
The outside world is watching.
After seeing off Yunzheng, Liu Qinghuan and Mu Yinyin returned to their peak together. He had planned to stay in the gate for a while to facilitate the handling of all parties' affairs. However, with his current status, he has his own disciples for most matters.
On behalf of others, the people who can see him are all important people, and they are not considered busy.
It was rare to have half a day of free time in Fusheng. Liu Qinghuan was not in a hurry to improve his cultivation. He just set up the alchemy furnace and practiced a few furnaces of elixirs. When he had nothing to do, he might go to Dayan for a few rounds or have a few drinks with his senior brother Jiyue.
Cup, with Mu Yinyin by his side, and ignoring the disputes in the outside world, it was rare for him to live a carefree life.
Unfortunately, maybe because he was too carefree, trouble suddenly came to his door. When Ying Niang came to report with a face full of teasing that a beautiful woman from Qianshan wanted to see him, Liu Qinghuan was also stunned.
When they arrived at the guest peak, they saw the woman standing under a tall sycamore tree with a crown like a canopy. Her features were unfamiliar, but Liu Qinghuan felt a little familiar for no reason.
"Who are you?"
The woman turned around, her green dress unfolded, and the patterns of the Luan and the Phoenix shone brightly: "Liu Qinghuan, I am Yao Qing, the princess of the Qingluan tribe, long time no see!"