"A cultivator of immortality? His cultivation is not weak!"
Mo Yi immediately looked away.
Among the six realms, the gods and demons are the strongest. The former great elder of the Yasha tribe praised him for not being weak. The strength of the newcomer is already half a step away from the immortals.
In this case, Mo Yi, who came simply to find the eldest prince, did not want to get involved in unnecessary trouble, so he turned around and left without entering the city.
In Yong'an Pawn Shop, Gu Cheng cast a cloud. Inside was the back of Mo Yi and the falling sword light. The corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Meet the Master!"
On the other side, Yuan Li, Yuan Zhi and Yuan Hui, three disciples of the Langfeng Sect, have been waiting for a long time just to welcome the arrival of their elders.
The sword light fell and turned into two people.
There was a man wearing a wide robe, long beard and white hair, with an immortal spirit and Taoist spirit. He was the elder of the Langfeng Sect, Xuanxu Zhenren.
The other is a handsome young Taoist priest named Fengshen. His hair is spread over his shoulders. He holds a Taoist book and stands on a huge blue ancient sword. He is simple and unpretentious, with the passage of time, giving him a sense of vicissitudes of life.
"Has your cultivation been ruined?"
Master Xuanxu had already received the letter from Patriarch Pili. He was not happy about the unfavorable start of his disciple's apprenticeship. Now he found that Yuan Li's aura was weakening and his cultivation was almost gone, and he was even more furious.
"No!"
Yuan Li bowed his head and said: "My disciple brought shame to our master, so he used secret methods to abolish his cultivation and then returned to rebuild it, just to avenge his previous shame!"
"Who allows you to assert yourself!"
Xuanxu's face softened a little, and he looked at the young Taoist priest: "Make fellow Taoist Tianquan laugh!"
"where!"
The young Taoist priest looked at Yuan Li and smiled slightly: "Let the disciples know their shame and then be brave, break and then stand up, the future is bright!"
Thousands of years ago, these seven brothers worked together to open up the Shushan lineage. From then on, there was the layout of the Seven Palaces in Shushan, and all the palace masters in the past generations inherited this name.
The person in front of me is the current Lord of Tianquan Palace in Shushan, the strongest being among the immortals!
How hard it is to get a compliment from him!
Elder Xuanxu nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"
Tianquanzi smiled: "Please!"
When everyone arrived at the courtyard where they were staying, Yuan Li and the other three informed them of the situation. After hearing this, Xuanxu waved his hands: "You guys, please step back!"
Tian Quanzi had been listening, but Yuan Li knew that something important was going on, so he immediately left with his junior brother.
When there were only two people in the courtyard, Xuanxu asked: "Fellow Taoist Tianquan, what do you think about this matter?"
"The house leaks only when it rains all night!"
Tian Quanzi said: "The seals of the five magical beasts have not yet been stabilized, and the human realm is in turmoil. This is a sign of great chaos!"
Xuanxu's face darkened: "Our nine sects of immortals have been reinforcing the seal for decades, but it still doesn't work..."
Among the nine sects in the world of immortality, there is hidden competition, and the Langfeng sect also has ambitions.
But they have a common enemy.
Two hundred years ago, the rebellion of the foreign relatives, the conspiracy against the emperor, and the great chaos in the world. The five magical beasts sealed by Nuwa Empress in ancient times awakened and attacked the seal.
The five magical beasts are transformed from the original turbid energy of the five innate spirits. They are supreme ferocious beasts that can compete head-on with the Nuwa Empress. They are immortal and can only be sealed.
Once such a being escapes from trouble, the consequences will be disastrous. The human world will bear the brunt, and other walks of life will also suffer.
Different classes have different goals.
The enemy that people in the world gnashed their teeth against was the embroidered censor, the treacherous sycophant who deceived the emperor.
The most feared existence in the world of immortality is none other than the Five Demonic Beasts.
Under this threat, Tian Quanzi took out a letter from his arms and handed it over: "This is a letter from Zen Master Qianye of Mingzong. Please read it!"
Xuanxu took it and looked at it carefully, pondered for a moment and said: "The dragon spirit of the country cannot be lost. My sect will not have any contact with the censor Xiuyi for fifty years."
This is a statement.
The collusion between the Langfeng School and the Xiuyi Censor was mainly due to their greed for spiritual materials, and they naturally drew a clear line between right and wrong.
As for Patriarch Pili's provocation, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, it is not worth mentioning.
"good!"
Tian Quanzi stood up and saluted, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
After talking about it, Xuanxu made up his mind and immediately took Yuan Li and other disciples back to the mountain to practice hard in order to cope with the possible catastrophe.
But before he left, he raised his brows slightly and reminded: "The three parties behind Xiuyi Censor, the Biyu Sect, like me, Langfeng, will withdraw on their own. The only ones to worry about are Qionghua and the Qionghua Sect.
I refined two fairy swords, Xi and Wangshu, and Kong Lin contributed a lot!"
Some contacts can be severed at any time.
Some are different.
Tianquanzi sighed softly.
The Shushan sect guards the Qiankun Tower to maintain the stability of the six realms and fight for human nature, but it relies on manpower, so they will not help martial arts people to deal with Kong Lin.
But the Shushan Sect must also ensure that other immortal cultivating sects will not help Kong Lin and disturb the peace of the world because of personal relationships.
I'm afraid there will be a confrontation this time.
This is also the reason why Tian Quanzi appeared in Yuzhou City.
Watching Xuan Xu leave, Tian Quanzi turned his head, pulled out four hairs from his shoulders, and blew them gently. The four hairs fluttered in the wind and turned into four flying swords, as thin as cicada wings, flying in the air.
Smart.
"go!"
Flying swords flew vertically and horizontally, falling in all directions of Yuzhou City. Tian Quanzi shook his long sleeves, and a formation rose up, covering Yuzhou.
This is how the sword array was formed.
This was not only to prevent interference from the Qionghua faction, but also to protect the people of Yuzhou.
After all, Zhongcheng, the censor of the past dynasties, was an extremely powerful man in the human world, and the people in the world who could assassinate him were also top-notch masters. If the two sides fought, Chi Yu would inevitably suffer disaster, and he should protect one side from disaster.
"Huh? There seems to be something wrong with the energy of this city!"
However, just as the sword array was completed, Tian Quanzi looked at the weather in Yuzhou and noticed something unusual.
Not bad.
On the contrary, it's great.
Nowadays, the world is in turmoil and chaos is looming. Even if there is a good city guard Liu Shifeng in Yuzhou, who can resist the pressure of Xiuyi Censor, he is still unable to support himself. Why does the power of this place rise instead of falling, showing signs of great prosperity?
"If something goes wrong, there must be something evil!"
Tian Quanzi did not dare to be negligent. The man and his sword merged into one, flying through the air.
It may disturb ordinary people, but the flying swords flowing through the streets resonate with everything, and they can all be swords!
This is the extremely profound mental method of the Shushan Sect. The master named it the Realm of Heavenly Sword. Once you fully enter this realm, you will surely become an immortal and attain the Tao.
Tian Quanzi's understanding of the Heavenly Sword has reached the final stage, but even so, the entire Yuzhou City was shrouded under the sword formation. After careful search, nothing was found.
"Am I too worried?"
Tian Quanzi returned to his footing, his expression not relaxed, and he sat in the void with his long sword across his knees.
Unconsciously, he slowly closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, a light mist filled his eyes.
"Dream?"
Tian Quanzi walked out slowly, this time he no longer flew with his sword, but followed a breath and strolled on the street.
In the huge city of Yuzhou, there was no one at first. After a while, pedestrians appeared in twos and threes, gathering towards one place.
Tian Quanzi followed the crowd all the way to the east of the city and looked towards the destination in the distance.