There were so many demon cultivators gathered on Bachi Mountain that it opened Ye Xiaochuan's eyes.
In the past, the disciples of the Demon Sect that Ye Xiaochuan dealt with were either elite disciples of several major factions of the Demon Sect, or a few young masters of casual cultivating from the Demon Sect.
Because of the ideas instilled by the elders of the Xiaocangyun sect, he had preconceived ideas.
So much so that his understanding of the Demonic Cult is not profound.
This time I sneaked into the temple and saw another side of the Demonic Cult.
It turned out that this sect with hundreds of thousands of Yukong disciples was much larger and more complicated than he imagined.
Looking at the various flags floating around, each flag represents a sect.
Ye Xiaochuan carefully counted and found that there were more than 400 named factions of the Demon Cult that appeared in Bachi Mountain.
Even if most of them are small sects with about a hundred people, such a huge number is scary enough.
Those who came to participate in the canonization ceremony of the Young Master of the Blood Soul Sect were not only the sects of the Demon Sect and the Ghost Sect, but even more casual cultivators.
During the catastrophic battle nine years ago, a large number of demon cultivators appeared in large numbers, frightening the righteous cultivators.
After the alliance in the human world, most of the demonic cultivators disappeared again.
The incident at the Holy Mountain a while ago alarmed many casual cultivators of the Demon Sect.
Then I heard that the second wave of catastrophe was about to hit, so more casual cultivators appeared.
These casual cultivators came out for a walk and had nothing to do. When they heard that the Blood Soul Sect was having fun, they all came over.
Ye Xiaochuan walked swaggering among countless demon sect disciples, not feeling out of place at all, and no one cared who he was.
Wherever they passed, most people were discussing whether today's Blood Soul Sect's celebration was a competition between two parties or a three-party effort.
Liu Huachang, Long Tianshan, Changsun Wuchen.
Among these three people, who has the last laugh?
It was Ye Xiaochuan's first time to participate in a grand ceremony like the Demon Cult, and everything was full of novelties.
While listening to the topics discussed by the demon sect disciples around him, he looked at the topography of Bachi Mountain.
Soon, he discovered a difference.
To the north of the main peak of Bachi Mountain is the straight canyon passage.
Like several other cut mountain peaks, the mountain wall on the north side of Bachi Mountain seemed to have been split open from top to bottom by a giant blade. The stone wall appeared to be very neat and smooth.
What caught Ye Xiaochuan's attention was not the smooth stone wall, but three huge ancient seal characters carved by an expert on the stone wall.
Eight-foot cliff! Ye Xiaochuan had originally guessed in his heart that the verses on the stone carvings of Mount Tai might be related to the legendary ruler measuring the sky.
Now I saw that this cliff was called Bachi Cliff, which made Ye Xiaochuan feel a little weird in his heart.
It was still early in the morning, and there were hundreds of people dancing on the altar in the valley, and it was estimated that it would not end for a while.
So, Ye Xiaochuan came to the foot of Bachi Cliff with his hands behind his back.
There are quite a few demon sect disciples visiting Bachi Cliff. After all, this trip is rare. Wouldn’t it be a pity not to appreciate the scenery of Bachi Mountain?
Many young disciples of the Demon Sect were pointing at the Eight-foot Cliff, especially in one area, which was surrounded by many young female disciples of the Demon Sect! Ye Xiaochuan approached the group of female disciples not because of those women.
They are all as beautiful as flowers! Absolutely not! But I want to see what these female disciples are doing when they gather in an area.
When Ye Xiaochuan took a closer look, he couldn't help but marvel at the charm of nature.
I saw that under the eight-foot cliff, there was a pool of water. There should be a spring below. It looked like the spring was quite small, and the spring water was gurgling upwards.
The pool formed by the spring water is very large, and the excess water has been cultivated by Blood Soul Sect disciples into several small streams, forming a small oasis along the southern edge of the straight canyon.
There are many colorful and strange fish in the pools and streams.
Even the edges of the pools and streams were paved with smooth pebbles, and a pavilion with Chinese characteristics was built nearby for people to enjoy.
Ye Xiaochuan never expected that there would be a huge spring in Bachi Mountain.
Those colorful fish attracted many beautiful girls from the Demon Cult.
Most of them were casual disciples who had almost never seen the world. They were all very happy. Some female disciples even took out dry naan cakes, broke them apart and threw them into the pond to feed the fish.
While chatting among several female disciples around him, Ye Xiaochuan learned that this spring was similar to the Fountain of Youth at Kunlun Pass, and it was unknown how many years it had existed.
Eight hundred years ago, the Blood Soul Sect established its sect in Bachi Mountain because of its sight of this water source that would never dry up.
Ye Xiaochuan stood at the foot of the cliff. He always felt that this place seemed to be inextricably related to the stone carvings of Mount Tai.
"Observe the starry sky under the eight-foot cliff, and contemplate the Nine Netherworld Pagoda in the sky.
The eight-foot cliff...the starry sky...the Nine Nether Tower..." Ye Xiaochuan kept repeating it over and over again. An idea seemed to flash in his mind, and he felt like he was about to unlock the secret of this verse.
However, there are too few clues based on the three words "Bachi Cliff".
Ye Xiaochuan tried hard to catch the aura in his mind, but it seemed that the harder he tried, the further away the aura was from him.
At this moment, a very familiar female voice came to my ears.
"The Sea of Forgetfulness is located deep underground, and there cannot be a starry sky."
Ye Xiaochuan suddenly turned his head and saw a woman wearing black clothes and a black veil standing behind him.
The veil covered the bridge of her nose and mouth, revealing her eyes, which were as cold as ice.
Plus that familiar voice.
It turned out to be Yun Qiyou! Ye Xiaochuan was shocked! He thought that Yun Qiyou had returned to China a long time ago, but that was not true. She did not go back, but sneaked into Bachi Mountain! Ye Xiaochuan did not react for a moment.
Yun Qiyou glanced at him and said, "Do you also think that this place is related to the writing on Mount Tai?"
Ye Xiaochuan trembled and whispered: "You...why are you here?"
Yun Qiyou said slowly: "You can be here, why can't I be here?"
Ye Xiaochuan pulled her to a corner and whispered: "Do you know where this place is?
If someone else finds out, you will die!"
Yun Qiyou snorted: "I am the daughter of the evil god, who dares to hurt a hair on my head?
Not to mention the small Blood Soul Sect, even the Four Heavenly Emperors and Hades would not dare to harm me."
Ye Xiaochuan was extremely speechless and said: "You... besides Pindad, do you do anything else now?
If you were not the daughter of the evil god, you would have been beaten to death by someone else long ago based on your character!"
Yun Qiyou said: "It's a pity that I am the daughter of the evil god. This is a fact that can never be changed."
Ye Cha was already shouting in Ye Xiaochuan's mind.
But Ye Xiaochuan had no time to pay attention to him and just urged Yun Qiyou to leave here quickly.
Unexpectedly, Yun Qiyou said: "I won't leave, huh, since I was a child, no one has dared to be rude to me, and no one has dared to leave me behind, but you left me behind in Loulan City.
