Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief, stepped on the flying sword and slowly landed on the ground. The big bird that had been chasing him for a long time finally died.
Now he understands why the sect's flying boats, whether warships or tower ships, have to be equipped with so many attack and defense formations.
The world of cultivating immortals is really too dangerous. If there is not enough defense and counterattack capabilities, then a big airship flying in the wild will give extra food to the monsters?
Over there, several other disciples from the Buddhist Scripture Valley also landed. They didn't pay much attention to the sword cultivator clones. Instead, they excitedly inspected the Xuan Diao corpses scattered on the ground.
The corpse of this ferocious monster can often be dismantled to yield many precious materials.
Feather beaks are used for refining weapons, and blood bone meal is used for elixir refining. They are both very good choices.
And since the grade of the Golden Winged Mysterious Sculpture is not low, basically equivalent to that of a pill-forming monk, these materials will definitely be sold at a considerable price in the sect later.
It wasn't until another cloud of mist gathered here and the man who was obviously the leader appeared that the other disciples stopped their random actions and stood behind him.
"I am truly grateful to this senior brother and other senior brothers and sisters for their help today."
"I haven't asked my senior fellow disciples and all of you to name me yet. If I have the opportunity, I will drop by to say thank you in the future."
Jiang Li also walked over, put away his flying sword and thanked the people in the Sutra Library.
"Junior brother, there is no need to be polite. When we are away from home, I and other Taoist disciples should be there to help each other. I am under the sutra-storage valley sect, and I am often looked after by seniors from other sects. How can we stand by and watch when this happens on the road."
"My name is Chu Yunxuan, and I am a disciple of Zangjing Gu Wushe. They are all my junior brothers and sisters."
"I should be a few years older than my junior brother Chi, but I have the audacity to call myself senior brother. Please don't be offended."
"Meeting each other is fate. Junior brother, can you also leave a name?"
The leading man spoke very nicely, and with that kind of demeanor, he really felt like a spring breeze.
However, the words "Chu Yunxuan" reminded Jiang Li that this was the masked senior brother from Sutra Valley.
Wait, I remembered that the master of the Buddhist Sutra Valley, whom Elder Chuan Gong taught before, is the Taoist Master Wu She.
Now I remember it, so if someone asks who the owner of the Sutra Valley is in the future, I won’t be afraid of being unable to tell him.
"Senior Brother Chu, those who have advanced cultivation and masters in the world of immortality are the best. This is how it should be."
"My name is Tang Yan, from... from..."
Jiang Li was speechless for a moment as he spoke, touching the red sword on his chest, but he couldn't say the name of the sect.
Chu Yunxuan and others looked at each other in confusion, wondering what Jiang Li's performance meant. Just because of his clothes, did the words "Shushan" still need to be guessed?
Shouldn't you be proud to announce the name of a great sect in Dachong Mountain? Why are you hesitating?
However, Chu Yunxuan was indeed Chu Yunxuan. This senior brother was indeed attentive. When he found that Jiang Li was unwilling to reveal his sect, he took the initiative to interrupt Jiang Li's entanglement.
"Junior brother, shouldn't the disciples of Five Elements Peak in Shushan all go out together in a team of five? Why is junior brother alone?"
Because Shushan Five Elements Peak has strict requirements for recruiting disciples, the number of disciples has never been large, and it is not even as prosperous as some small sects in the 18th line.
Therefore, Shushan Five Elements Peak is also famous for cherishing feathers.
For the sake of safety, if the disciples want to go out, the first step is to reach a certain level of strength.
It is also a rigid standard for the Five Elements Peak disciples to team up with each other to form a team that can skillfully use the Five Elements Sword Formation.
Therefore, it is actually quite strange for the sword cultivator's clone to appear here alone.
However, after hearing this, the clone's face showed a confused expression from the bottom of his heart, as if he really knew nothing about what Chu Yunxuan said.
"Shu Mountain...Five Elements Peak...?"
The clone murmured to himself, as if recalling some memory fragments because of these keywords, and seemed a little distressed.
This isn't Jiang Li pretending, his acting skills aren't that great yet.
Rather, in order to gain a better understanding of life, the Guanyin Heart Sutra has the ability to unilaterally block the memory of the body, allowing the parallel consciousness to be temporarily semi-independent, and act in its true colors according to the memory and encounters of this body.
This is what he did just now, so that the expression of amnesia came from the heart and was impeccable.
"Junior brother, what's wrong with you? If you need any help from us, just ask."
Seeing the clone's face, Chu Yunxuan also realized something was wrong.
But even if Shushan clothing can be faked, Shushan Feijian can be faked.
How could he fake the powerful Shushan Sword Technique? The talent of the powerful sword heart is too obvious.
If Tang Yan were not a disciple of Shushan, who could teach swordsmanship of this level in Dazhong Mountain?
"I...I'm fine. Thank you Senior Brother Chu for your kindness. Junior Brother, I have some things to do, so I'll say goodbye."
The sword cultivator's clone unconsciously touched the wound on his neck while recalling, and then seemed to remember something, and suddenly said goodbye with some impoliteness.
"Junior brother, wait a minute, this golden-winged black eagle usually lives in pairs of one male and one female. If the male bird is here, the nest of the black eagle and the female bird are probably nearby. Junior brother, you should be careful."
Chu Yunxuan also wanted Jiang Li to share the materials on the Golden Winged Black Eagle together, but Jiang Li refused. He said that he was being rescued, so how could he share the spoils with him?
What's more, the burial coffin is not here. He can't take the big head with him, and he doesn't like the small head. If he takes it, it will be in the way, so it is better not to leave it.
Before leaving, Chu Yunxuan also reminded that when letting the clone leave, it is best to keep the sword at a lower height and fly close to the jungle to reduce the chance of being discovered.
After a few polite greetings, Jiang Li stopped staying, and the flying sword Zhuohong automatically unsheathed, allowing him to step onto the sword.
Feijian took off and flew away, but he also followed Chu Yunxuan's advice and flew at a low altitude close to the jungle and green sea, instead of flying like a meteor at an altitude of several thousand meters in a high-profile manner.
"Senior brother, do you think that Shushan disciple is weird?"
After the clone left, one of the disciples asked a question.
"It's very strange. He is obviously a disciple of Shushan. I have fought against Shushan sword cultivators before, and the feeling of flying swords and sword techniques is unmistakable."
"But it's as if he doesn't remember anything about Shushan. He can't talk at all when we talk about these issues."
We are not fools, so we naturally saw Jiang Li's strange behavior and took it to heart.
With that level of common sense, even the outer disciples of the Sutra Library Valley probably know more.
It's just that there aren't that many bloody TV dramas in this era. In addition to the brain, monks rely more on their souls to remember things. Therefore, amnesia rarely happens, so naturally they didn't think of it immediately.
"Then shall we keep him?"
One of the disciples suddenly came up with a bad idea and was eager to try it. He had long heard that Shushan disciples were stronger, and now that he met him, he wanted to give it a try.
Others immediately rolled their eyes when they heard this. This method was obviously unreliable.
"Then Tang Yan can't even remember the Five Elements Peak of Shu Mountain. How can he still remember our Sutra Storage Valley? If there is a misunderstanding, it will be bad either for him or for us!"
The female cultivator analyzed calmly.
"Junior sister is right. After all, it is a family matter in Shushan. It is not appropriate to interfere too much."
"There are already people from Shushan present in the secret realm we are going to this time. All we have to do is tell Shushan what happened."
Chu Yunxuan's words sealed the deal.
After a group of people searched and dismantled the Xuan Diao materials, they put them all into Chu Yunxuan's savings magic weapon.
Although the savings magic weapon is rare, as the eldest brother of the sect, he is still qualified to possess it.
After taking off again, it went in the completely opposite direction to the clone.
That kind of amnesia was naturally displayed by Jiang Li on purpose, so he asked them to help pass it on to the ears of Five Elements Peak in Shushan Mountain.
After all, Jiang Li did not put his parallel consciousness into this body just so that he could be a casual cultivator outside.
After returning to Shushan Five Elements Peak, wouldn't it be nice for him to get the ancient inheritance and techniques inherited from Shushan?
It's not impossible for Jiang Li to go back to the mountain on his own.
However, if you find the sect by yourself, you may be suspected by Shushan and encounter a lot of trouble.
It would be better to spread the news and let Shushan take the initiative to send someone to pick him up.
People will always have more trust in things that they take the initiative to find.
Although a sudden resurrection from the dead still causes doubt and temptation.
But Tang Yan was just sucked by the Golden Core Corpse Demon and then fell into the water. This was not directly confirmed as death. It was not so hard to accept that he survived after being washed downstream by the river.