Chapter 632: Wind and Clouds Converge on Zhongnan Mountain (Part 2)
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"Zun Sheng, I am here to watch the battle, not to fight with you."
"Amitabha, the donor has been living in seclusion in West Kunlun for many years without paying attention to worldly affairs. Why did he come out of the mountain this time?"
"Haha, are you different and have left the mountain? Could it be that people from your Buddhist sect can walk around the world at will, but not my demonic sect?"
"The old monk didn't mean this. It's just that the people of the Demon Sect have always acted erratically, acted wantonly, and caused endless killings. The old monk has to be vigilant."
"Although there are scum in my demon sect, there are also a lot of scum in your Buddhist sect. But I am too lazy to talk to you. This time I went out to the mountain just to watch the battle, so you don't have to worry."
After that, the Wanzhang Demon Statue suddenly disappeared like a bubble in a dream.
The black clouds gradually converged, revealing a dozen figures.
"It's actually him?"
"Do you know Yan Xiangu?"
Yan Yingmu, who was dressed in purple palace clothes, nodded.
"I once heard fellow Taoists in Kunlun say that there are several evil sect masters living in seclusion in West Kunlun. The one with the highest level of cultivation is called the 'Sand God Boy'. This person, like Senior Master Li of Paradise, is also a boy. No.
This is the person who had the accident."
Yi Zhou nodded slowly.
"It is rare to be able to compete with Zen Master Zunsheng. This person's cultivation level is so high."
Next to the two of them sat a middle-aged layman wearing a red robe.
"Do you know those guys next to me, Daoist Yan?"
Yan Yingmu nodded and said: "If I guessed correctly, the one wearing a bright red Taoist robe with rusty lotus flowers is the ancestor of the West Kunlun Red Lotus."
"The one-armed monk with an iron hoop on his head and a fleshy face was the monk with a heart who escaped from the Master Chang Mei, but had half of his arm cut off by the Master. This man is also Jiu Pan Po's senior brother, and he has great magic power.
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"The last one wearing a black robe and holding a jade Ruyi is the 'Old Monster Xingxiu'."
"These four people are called the 'Four Saints of West Kunlun' by the local spiritual community in the land of the West. In fact, they are all capable of the two paths of evil and demons. Especially the Sand God Boy and the old monster Xingxiu, although their reputation is not as good as that of the ancestor Honglian.
and Monk Chuan Xin, but those who are truly powerful and above True Immortal should not be insulted lightly."
"I never thought there was such a strong man in the land of West Kunlun." The middle-aged monk in red robe sighed.
"My little male Taoist friend has lived abroad for a long time and is devoted to cultivating. It is not surprising that he does not know the situation in the West Pole. Moreover, these powerful demons have not appeared in the world for hundreds of years, and the world knows very little about them." Yan Yingmu said.
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The young man from Tiangan Mountain nodded slightly.
As the time gets closer, more and more monks from the spiritual world come. Even many people who have not been born for many years come to Zhongnan Mountain.
The turmoil caused by the sword duel between the Chongshan and Emei factions finally turned into a huge wave.
As each day passed, more and more discussions spread among the crowd.
"Why haven't the people from Chongshan Academy come yet?" Zhu Mei, standing on the Emei golden boat, frowned.
They have been in Emei for almost half a month, and the experts from various factions watching the battle have been waiting here for a long time. However, the other protagonist of this sword competition has not yet appeared.
"Maybe it was delayed for something?" the drunk Taoist said hesitantly.
"What can be more important than a sword fight between two factions?" Bai Guyi said.
"Senior Brother Qi, you said that the people from Chongshan Academy took advantage of our coming to Zhongnan Mountain to go to Ningbi Cliff, right?"
"This is impossible." Tong Yuanqi, a flying hero from thousands of miles away, said.
"At any rate, Master Chongshan is also a senior person with a long-standing reputation in the spiritual world. It is impossible for him to see such a sneaky rogue thing."
"Humph, people's hearts are separated from each other, so that's not certain." Zhu Mei said.
Qi Shuming frowned and thought for a moment.
"Stop guessing. Ningbi Cliff is protected by the Liangyi Dust Formation, and is presided over by Senior Brother Jian Bingru and Master Yizhen. Even if Xu Junming comes in person, it will be difficult to break it."
Everyone nodded slowly. During this period, in addition to taking spiritual pills to enhance their cultivation, they were also familiar with the Emei Town Sect's great formation, the 'Liang Yi Mochen Formation'.
It is very clear how powerful this formation is.
Not to mention Xu Junming, even the powerful Golden Immortal could not break it in a short time.
"Wait a minute, there are still two days left anyway. If the time is up and the people from Chongshan Academy still don't show up, then they will be the ones who are embarrassed in front of everyone."
"It will save us the trouble of taking action then."
This competition was originally intended to damage the reputation of Chongshan Academy and maintain the Emei Sect's position as the protagonist of the Great Tribulation in the minds of the practitioners in the spiritual world.
If you can defeat others without fighting, that is naturally the best.
In the anxious waiting, the day passed slowly.
All the monks here used to stay in seclusion for months, years, even decades, or hundreds of years.
But now just one day feels so long to them.
When the morning sun slowly rose from the east the next day, its golden-red light spread all over the earth. The entire sky was still windy and light, without any fluctuations in spiritual energy.
Looking at the azure, cloudless sky, with the mountains stretching all the way to Zhongnan Mountain, many monks with hot tempers were already cursing.
"Damn Chongshan Academy, if you dare not come out to compete with swords, why should you agree to it? I have to go all the way from the East China Sea to get here."
"Isn't True Lord Chongshan the best cultivator in the world who claims to have suppressed the three holy monks Zun Sheng, Tianmeng and Baimei? Why are all his disciples so courageous?"...
As the sun sets in the sky, those who have entered the fairyland also become anxious.
"Senior Li, aren't you friends with people from the Chongshan lineage? Why haven't they shown up yet? Is it true that they are afraid, as others said?"
Lu Xun, the real person from Jiangyun who was wearing a blue Taoist robe, asked.
Next to them, Master Tianchi, Ancestor Xiankong, as well as Baiqin Taoist Gongyehuang, Shaoyang Shenjun of Moqiu Palace on Lizhu Island in the South China Sea, and others all turned their heads and looked over.
Li Jingxu's face still looked calm and calm as before.
It seems that he is not worried at all about whether Chongshan Academy can keep his appointment.
"Wait a minute, I think they will be here soon."
Just as Lu Xun was about to speak, a strange sound suddenly came from him.
Li Jingxu had a smile on his face.
"Coming."
Not only him, but those with high cultivation levels also discovered the visitor.
In an instant, a sword roar came from far to near.
Soon, everyone saw two astonishing sword lights flying from the east with lightning speed.
The speed is so fast that it feels like teleporting.
One moment, everyone just heard the sound, and the next moment it was before their eyes.
After the sword roar that seemed to tear the world apart stopped, two young men wearing blue robes were revealed, carrying sword cases on their backs.
The one on the left is slightly taller and handsome, but has a slightly cold expression; the one on the right is wearing a jade crown, is younger, has red lips and white teeth, and is also a handsome young man.
Under the gaze of thousands of monks, the two of them looked as usual, showing no signs of timidity.
Anyone who sees it will praise it for how brave it is!
After quickly scanning the surroundings, the young man with an indifferent expression looked at the golden boat and bowed his hand.
"Zhuge Liuyun, the third-generation direct descendant of Chongshan Academy, and his junior brother Pang Xian, paid a visit to Emei Sect Miaoyi Zhenren Qi, the headmaster."
Pang Xian also followed his senior brother and bowed down to salute.
"He is the 'Tianlong Sword Master' Zhuge Liuyun who is the first disciple of three generations in Chongshan Academy?"
"It's him. It's rumored that this man has already become an Earth Immortal. Now it seems that it's true. His sword energy is too strong."
Zhuge Liuyun roamed the Shushan world for half a century, killed or captured hundreds of demons and monsters, and became famous in the Central Plains.
Qi Shuming stood out among the crowd. He was of the same generation as Zhuge Liuyun, so of course he should be treated as a Taoist friend.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuge, where is the leader of your sect Chongshan? Why are you the only two brothers here?"
"The head master said that sword competition is a matter for our three generations of disciples, so he will not participate. Otherwise, you will lose. Besides, he is secretly doing something to bully the younger ones."
Qi Shuming's brows instantly wrinkled.
The true king of Chongshan, Xu Junming, was so famous that he did not dare to lie, so he said no more.
"Your master, Sword Master Yan Chixia, isn't here either?"
"Ha ha…!"
A long laugh came suddenly!
Zun Sheng, Tian Meng, Zhi Gong, Sand God Boy, Jumu Shenjun, Li Jingxu, and Xingxiu Old Monster all moved at the same time.
With their spiritual awareness, they actually found no trace of the visitor?
"Come, come, isn't it too late?"
A stream of light that was so fast that even the conscious mind could not detect it, seemed to have broken through the limitations of space and came to the field in an instant.
The sword light dissipated, and a tall swordsman with a big beard appeared in everyone's eyes, wearing a gray cloth robe, carrying a sword case on his back, with his hair tied in a bun.
"Disciple meets Master."
Zhuge Liuyun and Pang Xian quickly bowed and saluted.
"Good disciple, get up quickly."
After waving the two of them to stand up, Yan Chixia's eyes quickly swept across the surrounding mountains and mid-air.
"I didn't expect so many fellow Taoists to come today. I'm sorry for having to wait for you all to come to Chongshan Academy."
"True fairy!"
All those who have reached the Immortal Realm can clearly feel Yan Chixia's sharp sword energy that is vast and as deep as the abyss.
That is definitely the aura that only monks who have advanced to the level of True Immortal can have.
Of course, Zun Sheng, Tian Meng, Zhi Gong, Sha Shen Tongzi, Jumu Shenjun, Li Jingxu, Xingxiu Laoguai and others who have advanced to the level of true immortals feel it more clearly.
"Is this person really just a second-generation disciple of Chongshan Academy?"
Zen Master Zhi Gong preached the message.
Tianmeng nodded.
"This person's human name is the Bearded Sword Saint, and he is the fourth disciple of Xu Junming, the master of Chongshan Academy! It's just that according to rumors, he is only in the late stage of Earth Immortal, but for some reason he has become the middle stage of True Immortal?!"
Tianmeng's tone was full of doubts.
But Li Jingxu looked at it and secretly said, "Sure enough."
Zhuge Wolong advanced to the level of true immortal, and Yan Chixia, who was stronger than him, was no exception.
Moreover, he is still in the middle stage of True Immortal, and his cultivation level is stronger than his own!
"How about I also become a disciple of Chongshan?"
This thought emerged from the bottom of my heart unconsciously.
But he soon laughed and shook his head.
After all, he is also a powerful person who respects the Taoist ancestors. It is really embarrassing to join someone else's sect and be controlled and driven by others.
"Qi Shuming pays homage to Senior Yan."
Since he considers himself a third-generation disciple of Emei, Yan Chixia is his elder, and when guarding so many people, etiquette must be observed.