Bai Yongfu walked up, took out the Yin Yang Pearl, and said harshly: "You have some skills?
I like it!"
Qiao Chuqing was about to take action, but Yu Fengjun stopped her: "I'll do it."
Qiao Chuqing stepped aside and said, "You're done! If you go up and down the mountain together, you're no match for my teacher!"
Bai Yongfu played the Yin Yang Pearl: "Then you underestimate me!"
The Yin-Yang Pearl is half black and half white, like a three-dimensional Yin-Yang fish flying towards Yu Fengjun.
Yu Fengjun fired a water cloud bead, and the cold air rose. Although the yin and yang beads had both yin and yang, they restrained each other and were mixed and impure. They were not as pure and cold as the water cloud bead. Not to mention Yu Fengjun's century-old cultivation, he was knocked aside.
Bai Yongfu looked at the Yin Yang Pearl rolling down on the ground and exclaimed: "Who are you?"
Qiao Chuqing raised her head and said: "Listen up, my teacher is the head of the Moon Covering Sect in Chuanjiashan, Shannan Dao. He has been cultivating for a hundred years. How can I allow you bastards to blaspheme!"
Bai Yongfu panicked and curled his lips and said: "How can she have a hundred-year-old cultivation?
I don’t believe it!”
With that said, he took out the Qingxu bottle again and shined golden light on Yu Fengjun.
Yu Fengjun pointed his hand and made Shui Yunzhu hit it, but unexpectedly, the treasure light was wiped out and it fell down.
The Qingxu Bottle has the magical effect of dissipating mana. The Shuiyun Pearl is a newly refined treasure by Yu Fengjun. It has low mana, so it was knocked down.
Seeing this, Bai Yongfu grinned: "That's it, how about a hundred-year-old cultivation?
You two ladies are young and beautiful, but you don’t speak a word of truth!”
Deng Zimo shouted: "Senior brother, don't talk nonsense to him, and take action quickly. This place is deserted and it's a good time!"
Bai Yongfu also became excited, and the Qingxu bottle released another golden light.
Yu Fengjun saw that these two people were really hateful, so he took out the Yuesheng Bottle, and in an instant, cold light shone in all directions.
The Moon Rising Vase is the treasure of Yu Fengjun's life, and his lifelong cultivation lies in it. It is second only to the Ling Yue Umbrella passed down by his master, and its magical power far exceeds the imagination of Bai Yongfu and Deng Zimo. Even he, the leader of Jiyi Palace, cannot defeat it.
Bai Yongfu's expression gradually turned from proud and wretched to fearful. He raised his head, opened his mouth and slumped his shoulders and said, "Who are you?"
Qiao Chuqing shouted: "I'll say it again! Listen carefully! Taoist Yunju, the head of the Moon-covering Sect in Chuanjia Mountain, Shannan Dao!"
Bai Yongfu couldn't close his mouth and turned to look at Deng Zimo. He thought these two beauties were bluffing, but who knew they had met the real master?
Deng Zimo also panicked: "Senior brother?"
Bai Yongfu gritted his teeth and bared his teeth: "Hmph, this bottle of yours, which means it has higher magic power, can't compare to my Qingxu bottle!"
The Qingxu Vase then emitted golden light, shining towards the Yuesheng Vase.
Yu Fengjun waved his hand, and the Moon Rise Vase dropped a white light to protect himself and Qiao Chuqing. The golden light did lose some mana, but for the Moon Rise Vase and her own cultivation, it was only a drop in the bucket.
The Moon Rising Vase was not affected at all. Yu Fengjun pointed his hand and fired a white light towards Bai Yongfu.
Bai Yongfu hurriedly made the Qingxu bottle emit light to protect himself. As a result, the golden light was easily penetrated by the white light, just like piercing an egg shell with a needle.
Bai Yongfu was illuminated by the white light, and screamed "Ah". The Qingxu bottle fell down, and a layer of white frost appeared all over his body. He fell to the ground, trembling non-stop.
Deng Zimo called out "Eldest Brother" and walked up to help Bai Yongfu up. He stretched out his hand and touched it. His whole body was as cold as a piece of ice. He raised his head and stared in fright: "What spell did you cast on my Eldest Brother?"
Qiao Chuqing sneered: "My teacher has his own sense of proportion, your senior brother cannot die!"
Bai Yongfu's face turned white and his mouth turned purple. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably and he could hardly speak: "Let's go, let's go..." Deng Zimo looked at Yu Fengjun and Qiao Chuqing with fear in his eyes, and carried Bai Yongfu down the mountain.
Qiao Chuqing pinched her waist and frowned and cursed: "What a bad luck! I didn't expect Congling Daomen to be so bad! It ruined my good mood for mountain climbing!"
Yu Fengjun said: "Fortunately, Lin Xiaodong has strong magic power, otherwise he would be easily bullied if he came here rashly."
Both of them lost interest and slowly went down the mountain.
Deng Zimo carried Bai Yongfu on his shoulders and trotted to the foot of the mountain. He saw a stone tablet standing at the foot of the opposite mountain with the words "Yunlan Mountain" written on it. He couldn't help but be surprised: "There really is a Yunlan Mountain!"
Bai Yongfu was dying from the cold and said: "Quick, go back and find the teacher!"
Deng Zimo took Bai Yongfu back to the mountain gate, sweating profusely from exhaustion. Three junior brothers, Dong Zhengqing, Han Mingjie, and Tian Zhiyong, gathered around and asked: "What's wrong, senior brother?"
Deng Zimo was panting and put Bai Yongfu down and said: "Go to the teacher quickly and send him to the main hall!"
Dong Zhengqing went to find the leader Wen Huazi, and the others carried Bai Yongfu into the hall with all their hands.
Wen Huazi followed Dong Zhengqing in a hurry and saw Bai Yongfu lying on the ground, his face bloodless and his breathing weak.
Wen Huazi asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Deng Zimo said: "We went to collect herbs. On the way back to the mountain, we met two people. They said they were from the Chuanjiashan Hiding Moon Sect in Shannan Dao. They started fighting after a disagreement. The water method they practiced fell into the trap of Senior Brother!"
It was obvious that he and his senior brother were talking frivolously, but he downplayed it as if they didn't agree with each other.
Wen Huazi was so angry that he clenched his fists and bared his teeth: "How outrageous! Shannan Taoist, how dare you come to me, Congling, to cause trouble?"
Deng Zimo said in a panic: "How is Senior Brother?
Is there any danger?"
Wen Huazi felt Bai Yongfu's pulse. He just felt cold and was not seriously ill. He said, "Your senior brother is fine."
Deng Zimo said pitifully: "Teacher, these two people are too arrogant. You have to say this for me and senior brother!"
Wen Huazi asked coldly: "Where are they?"
Deng Zimo said: "The two of them pointed to a barren mountain and said it was the Yunlan Mountain Chonghua Palace. When I went down the mountain, I saw that there was indeed a stone monument, but the mountain was indeed a barren mountain before it, maybe it was a newly established sect.
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Wen Huazi became even more angry after hearing this: "People from Shannan Road dare to bully our local sect in Congling when we have just established our mountain gate?
How brave! When your senior brother recovers, we will go find them to settle the score together!"
Bai Yongfu lay there for an hour and finally recovered. Wen Huazi waved: "Let's go! Look at the people from Nanshan Road, why do they come to our Congling to be so arrogant!"
The sect leader, first-generation disciples, second-generation disciples, and outer disciples all rushed out and rushed towards Yunlan Mountain.
On Yunlan Mountain, Yu Fengjun and Qiao Chuqing came back and went to find Lin Xiaodong in the palace.
Lin Xiaodong asked: "Where have you been? Did you have fun?"
Qiao Chuqing raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "The scenery on the mountain is quite nice, but the people I meet are disgusting."
Lin Xiaodong was confused: "Who did you meet?"
Qiao Chuqing said angrily: "I met a sect called Jiyi Palace and spoke rudely to me and the teacher."
Lin Xiaodong also turned cold after hearing this: "Jiyi Palace?"
Qiao Chuqing said: "We fought against them. Those two thieves are no match at all."
Lin Xiaodong nodded and sneered, thinking that Yu Fengjun was a hundred years old and could be ranked in the top ten even if he was not ranked in the top five on Shannan Road. When he came to Congling, there were probably not many people who could rival her.