"It's really chaotic..." Qin Yang sat at the top of the city, frowning slightly.
Another week passed, and except for the Three Saints Sect, the entire Huliang began to be in chaos.
After the destruction of Wuliang Taoist Academy, only three days later, he abandoned the Magic Stone Holy Sect and surrendered to the three sects of the Xuantian Holy Sect. The Hushan Sect was also wiped out.
It's just that the Hushan Sect's demise was inexplicable this time, and the senior officials within the sect suddenly had different opinions. Some felt that it was unwise to seek refuge in the Xuantian Holy Sect, while others felt that whether they could be taken seriously depends on whether they can contribute now.
Then the two groups started fighting, and in the end both sides were injured. When most of the masters were seriously injured, a sect under the Lingtai Holy Sect came and easily destroyed the Hushan Sect.
In ten days, two second-tier sects were destroyed, which is definitely an unprecedented event in Huliang for thousands of years.
The grudges between the Magic Stone Holy Sect and the Lingtai Holy Sect have become extremely acute.
Then someone else revealed that the three sects had defected to the Xuantian Holy Sect, and the two sects were destroyed. It was all secretly instigated by the Xuantian Holy Sect, trying to disrupt the relationship between the Lingtai Holy Sect and the Demonic Stone Holy Sect.
Because everyone can see that the Lingtai Holy Sect and the Demonic Stone Holy Sect are ready to cooperate and push the Xuantian Holy Sect from the number one spot.
At this time, some people speculated that Xuantian Holy Sect's magic weapon to suppress the sect had been destroyed...
As a result, the grievances between the Three Saints Sect were brought to the surface. Except for the Three Saints Sect, everyone in the following sects was in danger and cut off contact with other sects. No one wanted to be used as cannon fodder at this time.
But after this hatred kicks off, everyone will be involuntarily trapped in it.
Two sects were destroyed. There were friendly sects and hostile sects in these two sects. There were also relatives and friends among the disciples. They repaid each other's grievances and could not stop them.
Today, a relative and friend of a disciple of Wuliang Taoist Academy went to kill a disciple of Qingyun Sect. Tomorrow, a disciple of Piaoyun Sect killed a monk who came to take revenge, and this monk was a disciple of another sect...
The hatred continued to spread like this. Before the Three Saints Sect expressed its position openly, the sects below were already fighting fiercely. Then naturally, many people would be shot inexplicably. Not only the people within the sect were shot
Being involved in it, even the largest number of casual cultivators began to be involved.
Luhu City, where Qin Yang is located, has been fighting in the city in the past few days, and several monks died tragically.
The air was filled with hostility, and everyone seemed to be a little wary and irritable.
Qin Yang came down from the city and returned to the inn, but as soon as he closed the door, the hair on Qin Yang's body instantly stood up, and a sense of crisis that he couldn't tell where was there emerged in vain.
As soon as I thought about it, a turtle shell turned into a tattoo appeared on my body.
The next moment, I saw a palm suddenly emerge from the void and stick to the surface of the turtle shell.
The expected strength did not appear, the palm disappeared, and the figure of Old Man Wei slowly appeared beside the square table in the room.
Old Wei was holding the teapot and pouring tea for himself, with a smile on his face.
"Yes, I'm quite vigilant. I didn't expect that the old turtle who was out of tune would be willing to give you a pair of his tortoise shells. You're in luck."
"I've met Master." Qin Yang slowly breathed a sigh of relief and bowed.
To be able to train Lingxu to walk to this level, to hide in the shadow of the world, to move and stop, to move with ease, without leaving any trace, and without leaking any breath, it is impossible for anyone except Old Man Wei to pretend.
"You went to see Sanqi?"
"Well, I want to confirm the current situation." Qin Yang nodded, then his expression changed, and he suddenly asked: "Master, is the chaos in Huliang the work of the thieves?"
"No." Old Man Wei shook his head without hesitation.
"No? Apart from stealing the door, who would go to great lengths to sow discord between the Three Saint Sects, and how could it be possible with so many coincidences in such a short period of time?" Qin Yang looked unbelieving, and after thinking about it for the past few days, he came to the conclusion
I think the biggest suspect is door theft.
Besides stealing the door, who else would be happy to have the Three Saints Sect lose all three in a fight.
"No, you underestimate the Three Saints Sect too much." Old Wei shook his head and sighed softly: "This is the battle between the Three Saints Sects. Haven't you noticed that so far, the Three Saints Sects have...
There was no direct conflict at all.”
"Huh?" Qin Yang's expression changed slightly.
"Yes, the Three Saints Sect all know very well that the Lingtai Magic Stone wants to take the opportunity to suppress the Xuantian Saint Sect, and the Xuantian Saint Sect is also trying to instigate their relationship. However, the Three Saints Sect invariably lets the subordinate sects go.
The purpose of fighting is to cleanse and cleanse away the several sects below. No matter what the final outcome is, the Three Saints Sect will still be the Three Saints Sect, and the following sects will never get ahead."
"For resources?"
"Yes, for the sake of resources, Huliang is so big and has so many resources. Huliang has been peaceful for thousands of years. There are more and more monks. They have to fight for and grab the resources. Many resources are on the verge of exhaustion. They can only
Cleanse the monks here. If there are fewer monks, or in other words, fewer strong people, the Three Saints Sect will naturally need more resources, and their status will be more stable. They can continue to cultivate more strong people and allow the top strong ones to break through.
Shackles, go one step further.”
"Do you want to steal the house?" Qin Yang was silent for a moment and asked the question he wanted to know. It was impossible for Old Wei to suddenly come to see him.
"Yes, and no." Old Wei gave up.
"What do you need me to do?" Qin Yang didn't ask why.
"It doesn't require you to do anything, but what do you need from us to help you." Old Wei squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Yang with a smile.
Qin Yang's heart skipped a beat.
"Don't deny it, you have ideas, it's nothing, but I know that you must want to cause something big. The sledgehammer you picked up back then should be the Haoyang Bell Hammer, but I got the exact
News, the Haoyang Bell is ready to ring."
"Haha..." Qin Yang laughed dryly, knowing that there was no way to hide this matter. Since the thieves decided to intervene, if he kept concealing it, the thieves would definitely be caught off guard.
"I want to steal the Haoyang Bell."
"Pfft..." Old Man Wei spat out a sip of tea, his face full of horror. He looked Qin Yang up and down, and after a long while he said, "The way you seek death is really unexpected."
"Master, you really can't speak. Since I decided to do this, I have a certain degree of confidence." Qin Yang didn't explain much.
Old Man Wei stared at Qin Yang for a long time. After making Qin Yang feel uncomfortable, he looked away: "Okay, then you go and do it for you. I will ask someone to cooperate with you. In addition, I will tell you one thing.
The station is ready to move."
After speaking, Old Man Wei put down his tea cup and prepared to leave.
Qin Yang was shocked and quickly grabbed Old Wei: "Move the residence? What do you mean? Where to move?"
"Move to Dahuang!" Old Wei looked calm and looked in the direction of Dahuang with an incomprehensible expression.
"Relocating to the wilderness? The Pirate Sect now has the strength to take root in the wilderness? This is what you call death!"
"The timing is not too good, but it is not bad either. You will know the details later. Of course, the most important reason is that the current station is almost unusable, and the Magic Stone Holy Sect is about to be finished." Old Man Wei's face was full of gloating.
"What's the meaning?"
"Literally, the Holy Demonic Stone Sect has been doing great death for so many years. It used the great spirit gathering formation to draw the sun, moon and starlight, and turned it into spiritual energy and poured it into the withered secret realm below. I really don't know what the founder of the Demonic Stone Holy Sect was thinking.
Did he not know, or did he do it on purpose..."
"Hurry up and make it clear that you have to relocate out of nowhere. It's such a big deal. Aren't you afraid that your enemies will find out about it and wipe out the Taoist sect that has finally recovered some of its strength halfway?" Qin Yang was furious. This old guy is seeking death and wants to move properly.
Station, if you don’t get it right, you’ll finish them all.
Old Man Wei stopped smiling and looked a little solemn.
"In the withered secret realm under our station, there are shocking monsters, which are extremely ominous. You, Uncle Bai, have occasionally felt it before. Recently, you have been deduced by Uncle Bai. If we don't leave, something terrible will happen.
Lottery, destruction is just around the corner. The idiots of Demon Stone Holy Sect have poured tens of thousands of years of spiritual energy into it, and the monster is almost revived."
"If we hadn't helped them intercept most of the spiritual energy over the years, the monster would have revived long ago. After thoroughly confirming the danger this time, we would naturally have to move away. If we don't move away, when the monster revives, we will definitely bear the brunt."
Qin Yang frowned and felt his head hurt: "Uncle Meng's divination, is he reliable?"
Although I have heard that Meng Yi is not only good at formation prohibition and feng shui, he is also good at asking lucky Ziwei Dou Shu, but I have never seen it used. It is too trivial to rely on divination for such a big thing.
Bar……
"Very reliable." Old Man Wei looked a little gloomy. After sighing, he slowly said: "Do you know why Meng Yi couldn't recover after he became blind?"
Qin Yang shook his head.
"Back then, when the Thieving Sect encountered a powerful enemy, it would only be exposed and destroyed in a matter of days. If exposed, the plan would be abandoned in one fell swoop. But you, Uncle Meng, used the forbidden method, forced your eyes open, and saw a corner of the future, just to find a glimmer of hope.
, he did indeed do it, helping the thieves survive the disaster and find that glimmer of hope. Unfortunately, his pair of divine eyes were buried in the future and will never be recovered."
Old Wei's expression was gloomy and somewhat sad: "His divine eye has been lost. This divination took three hundred years of life to figure out good or bad luck. Why don't you believe me?"
"It's my disciple Menglang." Qin Yang looked solemn and bowed to apologize.
At this time, I understood why Uncle Meng’s eyes had never recovered. In this world, even if the body is destroyed, there is a way to rebuild the body. It’s just that the eyes are blind, and it is not that they are born without eyes. Naturally, they should be able to recover.
method, and not difficult...
But now I understand that Master Meng's eyes will never recover.
His divine eyes were buried in the future, buried in tomorrow. This tomorrow will never arrive, it will always be in the future, invisible and intangible, and naturally it can never be retrieved.
It can never be recovered...
Now I can understand that the Thief Sect was able to survive for so many years and was not destroyed even though it was planned secretly. It was not just bad luck.
Rather, someone is trying to avoid the disaster crisis for the stolen door. This cost is not high for the entire stolen door, but for an individual, it is an unbearable burden.
Old Man Wei has left. The main purpose of his visit this time is to tell Qin Yang that the Pirate Gate station is about to be relocated.
This news is only known to a very few people in the Pirate Gate station. The official relocation has not yet begun. However, there has been chaos in Huliang recently. The Pirate Gate just takes advantage of this opportunity. When the Three Saint Sects fight each other, they will take advantage of the opportunity.
That should be the easiest and smoothest time to relocate.
For the next ten days or so, the Three Saints Sect remained very restrained and did not have any direct conflicts. Only some of the disciples below jumped out to fight, but the sects below were already beaten to their core.
At this time, there was only one week left before the longevity ceremony started.
There is still no news from the Xuantian Holy Sect, saying that the time will be changed or that the birthday ceremony will not be held. Everything remains as usual.
The north side of the Inland Sea is bustling with activity. It is almost unaffected by other places. It is peaceful. Except for a nine-layer black iron tower hanging in the air, it is no different from usual days.
With a wingspan of more than a hundred feet, the whole body is filled with spiritual light, and it rides the strong wind. The big bird, shaped like an eagle, is constantly patrolling the land three thousand miles around the Xuantian Holy Sect.
This is the Xuantian Holy Sect's Sky Patrolling Treasure Beast Chasing the Wind Falcon. It has a trace of the blood of the ancient three-headed gale falcon. It is extremely fast and can patrol three thousand miles in six hours.
It is said that this is a cub brought back by Demon King Kun thousands of years ago, and it is still underage.
Qin Yang stepped ashore and looked at the wind-chasing falcon that was flying away again. He was secretly envious. If he had such a strange beast as a mount, it wouldn't be particularly difficult to cross the Dead Sea.
There is a row of chariots made of white jade on the pier. These are arranged by Xuantian Holy Sect to welcome guests. You can buy them directly, including the horses that pull the chariots. If you don't buy them, you don't need to rent to use them. Participate
When Wanshoudian leaves, just leave it here and someone will take it over.
Qin Yang took out a gold-foil invitation and walked to a Linma jade chariot. The pulling Linma glanced at it, and the jade chariot door opened on its own.
After Qin Yang got on the car, he let Lin Ma move forward on his own and headed for Xuantian Holy Sect.
Two Lin horses raised their hooves and roared, marching on the avenue at a speed neither fast nor slow. It would take a day to reach the Xuantian Holy Sect.
Inside the jade chariot, the space has been expanded and looks like a three-entry house. It is also blessed by a magic array. You can see the blue sky above your head. There are also small bridges and flowing water in the courtyard, as well as flowers, birds, fish and insects. It is very unique. Stay here.
One day is not a big problem at all.
After traveling for an hour, Qin Yang suddenly opened his eyes and looked up. The blue sky and white clouds above his head suddenly collapsed.
The small bridge and flowing water here, and the third time you enter the house, it is like being squeezed by a pair of big hands, constantly breaking into powder.
Qin Yang walked out of the jade chariot and saw darkness all around. Only a circle of light held up by the jade chariot illuminated the space several feet around. Countless black quicksands were rolling in all directions, pulling the jade chariot towards
Deeper underground.
The two lin horses were swept into the black sand, and turned into a ball of blood mist with a pop and merged into the black sand. The protection of the jade slips was also constantly weakened, the aura flickered, and it almost completely collapsed.
Qin Yang looked at the black sand rolling up, down, left, and right in all directions, feeling the strong earth spirit energy here that couldn't be dissolved, and felt a little puzzled in his heart.
"Endless Sand, Death Sand Whirlpool, are there really people who want to kill me and muddy the waters? Are you treating me as a little turtle of the Sea Clan? Do you expect the Dragon Turtle King to be the introduction to the head-on conflict between the Three Saints?
Is this not good for the Three Saints Sect at all?"
Looking at the layout here, Qin Yang somewhat understood why some people wanted to do it on land. It turned out that some people thought that they were from the sea tribe. Earth can overcome water, and water has many earth currents. To trap a high-defense in the sea
The terrible sea tribe is just stupid.
But when we arrived on land, we used the endless sand to set up a large array and forcefully disperse all the water vapor. Naturally, the water is weak and the soil is weak, and it will inevitably lead to siltation.
This is someone who wants to suffocate himself alive in the black sand.
Qin Yang looked at the rolling black sand around him and grinned: "It's just the right time to practice the wonderful method of carrying the body in thick soil here."
A calm mountain-like aura suddenly appeared on his body, and then he crossed his legs and let himself be buried by the endless black sand.