Zhang Zhixuan looked at the rising sun in the distance and couldn't help but sigh: "I sometimes envy the ancestor Zhou of the Wuyun Sect. This man is a truly ruthless and unjust person. He is obviously very powerful, but he is unwilling to take care of the sect.
He is a relative and friend of the sect, and has completely cut off all secular ties. He is not involved in any cause and effect, and only wants to ascend to the immortal world. If the Ascension Platform had not been destroyed, I am afraid that this person would have a high chance of breaking through the realm and ascending, and would not have delayed his efforts for so many years.
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A hint of shyness suddenly appeared on Qingchan's face, and he said softly: "It is precisely because you are not a heartless person who is bound by various emotions that I have no regrets about following you, and the Yuanying monks of the sect are also willing to sacrifice their lives for you.
Only by forgetting death can the Ziyang Sect find a way out in just a few hundred years.
We have cultivated to this point not only due to our own efforts, but this sect has actually helped us to some extent. If we really become casual cultivators, it will take many years to collect various spiritual objects, unless we are willing to go against our true intentions.
, kill people, seize treasures and seize resources. In this way, they will make countless enemies and eventually die in external calamities and lose their lives.
Most of the monks who became immortals in the Yuanyang Realm came from sects, except for some ancient figures who were active in heaven and earth with extremely abundant vitality. I am afraid that there are only a very small number of casual cultivators like Wang Chengxiang."
"Many times, fate plays tricks on people, and many things cannot be done independently. If I were a casual cultivator, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to manage and develop this family. There would be no worries or weaknesses, no worries and no worries."
After listening to Zhang Zhixuan's sigh, Qing Chan shook his head gently: "Even immortals cannot be carefree. Even if they become immortals, they still have to fight with others. The immortals of our predecessors still have to fight against real demons in the lower world. They fell in the Yuanyang Realm that year.
Are there no immortals?
As the ancestors of the sect, we have our own troubles, and the casual cultivator Yuanying may have to keep running for spiritual objects, such as Sun Yuan and Jin Yan from the Demon Refining City, who knows their sorrows?"
Qingchan's words left Zhang Zhixuan speechless, leaving him with no way to refute.
With a wry smile on his face, Zhang Zhixuan suppressed the sentimentality in his heart and said, "I can never say enough about you."
"Because what I said was reasonable and left you speechless."
While the two were talking and laughing, Wang Ciyang had already fled to the vicinity of Lingjing Mountain.
This person was thousands of miles away, so Qingchan suddenly said: "The guests are coming soon."
Zhang Zhixuan raised his eyes and said thoughtfully: "After becoming a sixth-level high-level formation mage, Qing Chan's spiritual consciousness has improved again. His spiritual consciousness can spread thousands of miles, which is probably no less than Wu who broke through the soul three times.
Daozhen and his ilk are almost half as powerful as Yuanshen monks. Once she recovers from her injuries, her magical powers will be even better, enough to compete with super Yuanyings like Wu Daozhen and Qian Danqing."
As soon as Qingchan finished speaking, Wang Ciyang flew to the foot of Lingjing Mountain in about a quarter of an hour.
When she saw Zhang Zhixuan and his wife, she was instantly shocked because her consciousness did not sense any traces of these two ancestors of the Ziyang Sect.
Wang Ciyang had only experienced this kind of situation with the Great Elder, and even the leader Wu Mu Zhenren could not do this.
This abnormality is enough to show that Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan's spiritual consciousness is far beyond that of ordinary Nascent Souls, and they must be proficient in the secret technique of breath gathering.
"I've met Patriarch Zhang and Patriarch Liu."
Zhang Zhixuan stretched out his hand, and a cup of spiritual tea fluttered in front of Wang Ciyang. Wisps of white mist dispersed from the spiritual tea, flying around Wang Ciyang like a dragon.
"The sect does not have any high-end spiritual wine. Today, fellow Taoist Wang comes to pay homage to the mountain. No matter whether he is an enemy or a friend, I am offering tea instead of wine to welcome fellow Taoist."
Wang Ciyang smiled gently. This person was a beautiful female cultivator, and her affinity was far greater than that of Wu Mu Zhenren and others.
The man did not hesitate and drank the cup of spiritual tea happily, not at all worried about Zhang Zhixuan being poisoned.
"Fellow Taoist is very brave. You dare to come to my mountain gate at this time. Aren't you afraid that we will chop off your head and reduce one opponent in advance?"
Although Zhang Zhixuan said it very seriously, Wang Ciyang was not afraid at all. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily: "Although the two sects are hostile, we also know Laozu Zhang very well. Laozu Zhang is compassionate and will never
Will take the initiative to break the rules, even if we can't reach an agreement today, my ancestor will not kill the little girl or bully the female stream."
Qingchan squinted his eyes, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, which instantly penetrated into the depths of Wang Ciyang's sea of consciousness.
Wang Ciyang Shihai felt a hint of fear and almost shouted, making a fool of himself in this special environment.
She endured the discomfort, suppressed the fear, and hurriedly turned her gaze elsewhere. At that moment, Qingchan made Wang Ciyang suffer, and the man's consciousness was somewhat damaged. Once again with Qingchan
When she meets Zen, fear will seep into her heart unconsciously.
Wang Ciyang was not afraid of Zhang Zhixuan's actions, but was a little worried about Qingchan's actions.
After all, Liu Xuanyan had a very vicious reputation in his previous life. According to the information from the Lu Dao Sect, he was an unscrupulous person who never left any room for his enemies and would kill him at every turn.
On the enmity between Daozong and Ziyang Sect, it was also because she insisted on killing Wu Xilou.
According to the general situation, Wu Xilou had promised to admit defeat back then, so he would naturally give up when he saw fit. Ziyang Sect and Lundao Sect were separated by heaven, and there was no conflict of interest. They would never let the two sects go into full-scale war.
This step.
Although the Ziyang Sect took advantage in the last battle, Qingchan was severely injured by Wu Daozhen and his path was delayed. In fact, both sides suffered losses.
Seeing a hint of fear on Wang Ciyang's face, Qing Chan said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Is the fourth-level Yuan Ying monk also a weak female?"
"Compared with the two seniors, the little girl is indeed a weak girl."
Zhang Zhixuan said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Wang has such a mouth, he won't be able to suffer any losses at that time. No wonder Master Wumu asked fellow Taoist to come to his door. He is also a wise man. If you think that the Taoist sect is willing to seek peace, could it be that Elder Wu can no longer do it?"
Take action?"
"Although the Great Elder has a short lifespan, he can still persist in working hard for decades."
After hearing this, Qingchan's eyes lit up and he said: "I suffered a little bit in the battle with Wu Daozhen that day. Now that Wu Daozhen doesn't have the seventh-level talisman in his hand, I don't know how much magical power he can still use? Since this man has
If you can still take action, there is no chance that I will have the chance to take revenge myself."
Seeing that it was impossible to gain the upper hand in terms of momentum, Wang Ciyang naturally would not make any further entanglements.
The Ziyang Sect was a little worried about the outbreak of war, and the senior officials of the Ondao Sect were even more worried.
The information about Zhang Zhixuan's injury was unclear to a few senior members of the Ziyang Sect, even a monk like Zhang Yunlan who had just given birth.
The only ghost cultivator who had seen him take action, Tang Wangcheng, also returned to the underworld. He was very afraid of Zhang Zhixuan, a monk from the Taoist Sect. With his presence, he would definitely be able to protect the high-level officials of the Ziyang Sect from escaping. Wu Daozhen's situation was almost exhausted.