Xuanjian Immortal Clan

There was white snow in the sky, and Helian Wumeng's body was full of evil spirits. His iconic long-handled sword was as fast as thunder, and the blood-colored light surrounded his face at the same time, showing extremely domineering power.

But Ning Wan just stood in the snow, with her two fingers in front of her lips, twenty-eight small white flags hanging in the air, like a furnace suspended in the air, absorbing all the rolling blood and devilish energy. Locked in the formation.

Although Ning Wan has not been successful in the Zifu for a long time, this woman is already a genius in formations known in Qingchi. She is also famous for her ingenuity and changeability in formations. Twenty-eight flags fly in the sky, and formations are formed out of thin air to suppress all the evil spirits of the opponent. Tight storage.

Several points of pure white snow light were dancing in the air, surrounding the opponent's long-handled saber, which was scattered from time to time, while the flying snow in the sky continued to condense and replenished it from time to time.

Helian Wu Meng was not afraid of her methods. The "Han Qi" tradition was not strong in the first place, not to mention that Ning Wan's cultivation level was not as good as his. She had already killed her back and forth three times before, but she was pushed too hard and almost defeated her opponent. Breaking it, the woman sneered and took out [Daxue Juefeng] in her arms.

Helianwu Meng immediately became honest and refused to cross the river.

‘[Daxue Juefeng]…’

The reputation of this spiritual sword is already very high. In recent years, it has been wielded by Ling Ying and Lou Xing, and its reputation has resounded throughout the north. It has been reincarnated for five lives, and the statues and clay bodies of the northern temples were all shattered. Yu Dao never admitted it and claimed that he was reincarnated, but everyone knew in their hearts that he had died.

If there was any means left in the sword, he would have rashly crossed the river, been restrained by the formation for a moment, and taken a blow from the sword. He would probably be able to meet the ancestors of the Helian family.

But here he was at ease, and there was another call from the tent behind him, but Quan Dang didn't hear it. It wasn't until several phantoms of color appeared faintly on the river in the south that he slowly descended back, stopped on the shore, and entered the sky. The magic weapon transformed into a large court.

The first thing that comes into view is naturally his elder, Helian Wujiang, standing with a serious expression. On the other side are the demon cultivator [Xin Ming] in white and the real man Bai Ziyu of Ye Hui. One is an old god, the other is smiling, and Murong Yan and Shilouyingge, two people with ill intentions and collusion, were sitting by the side, not knowing what they were laughing at.

Only Qi Lanyan stood on the main seat and nodded his head, which was regarded as saying hello to him.

In this palace in the north, there are three people who are of the same mind. The Guanxie Road, the blood descendants of the princes, the evil cultivators, and the Jiangbei Purple Mansion all have their own small thoughts, and they don't know who they want to plot against.

He didn't have a good temper at all. He stood next to Helian Wujiang with a cold face and said nothing. Then he saw Qi Lanyan and said with a smile:

"Fellow Taoists, I am going to visit the realm of Xuanmiao Temple to support fellow Taoist Kong... There may be a fight, but are there any fellow Taoists who are willing to go with me?"

He seemed to be waiting for Helianwu Meng to come back, and he didn't want to wait any longer, so he immediately asked the question.

Helian Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and no one answered him for a moment, but soon someone broke the silence, smiled happily, and said:

"I would like to make arrangements with Mr. Qi!"

All the Zifus didn't need to look at it, they all understood that it was Bai Ziyu, the newly acquired Yehui master from Guanxie. He had always been flattering and attentive, but everyone was secretly calculating and hesitant.

Since Qi Lanyan arrived in Jiangbei, he has always been polite and has no airs about Guanxie, but now this matter is not simple.

'Although the sun is not good, the trump card is still there, go straight to Shanji...it is inevitable that there will be trouble. The sword gate is nearby, and the Purple Smoke Owl is closer than ever... Once the bottom line of the three parties is stimulated... there may be a plan to kill everything. ’

You must know that Shanji has been the territory of Jiangnan for so many years. If this soldier marches forward, it is equivalent to dividing the northern forces into Jianmen and Ziyan's face!

Although everyone was sent here with the intention of plundering, but none of them are good at watching pavilions, so naturally they are not willing to do this.

Among the people, Murongyan had a relatively advanced background. Although she had a polite face, she often looked at him with cold eyes. At this moment, she said nothing and only nodded with a smile.

Qi Lanyan looked around, then looked at Helian Wujiang, and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Helian?"

When asked, Helian Wujiang was very calm and respectfully said:

"In the past, there was turmoil in the country, and only Guanxie and his faction came to the rescue. The two of us had nothing to do in return, so we just obeyed orders!"

"good!"

Qi Lanyan laughed. Among the people, the demon cultivator with the weakest background, Zhenren Xinzhe, was still hesitant. When he was about to speak, Qi Lanyan said:

"In this case, if I go to the north to ask for a seat in the Zi Mansion, I still don't have enough manpower."

It was not that Zhenren Xinyi was dissatisfied with him, he was simply afraid of destroying his own family. Although he was also present in the battle of Luoxia, it was the territory of the north, and it could not compare with going deep into the south. With just this hesitation, Qi Lanyan easily let go. Passing him, he turned to smile, looked at Murongyan, and said:

"Sorry to trouble you all!"

Murongyan nodded with a smile, watched him go away, turned to look at Lou Yingge next to him, and smiled and cursed:

"How come... even fellow Taoists in the building don't want to go?"

It was Louying Pavilion who went south. My interests were far less than what my position required. It was just to get rid of the label of Wei and Li, so I naturally didn't want to take risks. However, looking at Qi Lanyan's appearance, I always felt uneasy, embarrassed in my heart, but smiling on my face. road:

"Too lazy to run."

The two were chatting casually, but Qi Lanyan had already taken the people with him and walked out of the palace without looking back. He smiled all the way to Xuanmiao Temple, where he saw Kong Tingyun eagerly came out to pay her respects. Qi Lanyan quickly helped her up and said seriously. :

"Is [Zhongfu Xuanjin Pill] still useful? A few days ago, my junior sister wrote to me asking about you... When do you plan to let you enter the temple to learn the skills?"

Kong Tingyun's expression was obviously not as bright as before. At this moment, she already knew what kind of situation she was in. She only put on an eager smile and replied:

"Thank you two adults for your concern...this is a good elixir...I really don't know how to repay you."

Qi Lanyan only shook his head, pointed at He Lian and Wu Meng, and introduced their identities. Kong Tingyun responded, but she pretended that Ye Hui, who was standing with his hands behind his back, did not exist. Qi Lanyan said some polite words and walked all the way down the mountain. Go up and say:

"Today, I have to resolve the hatred between the two of you. It has become a magical power..."

Ye Hui always smiled, and there was no sign of any mood swings, but his eyes were as deep as a clear pool, but Qi Lanyan didn't want to solve anything at all, so he just made some nonsense and let Ye Hui leave with some excuse.

Kong Tingyun was a little suffocated, but Qi Lanyan took a sip of tea, looked at Helian Wujiang who was constantly observing the environment, and said casually:

"Fellow Daoist Helian...you will definitely not regret coming to Xuanmiao Temple."

As soon as these words came out, Kong Tingyun's expression changed slightly, and Helian Wujiang felt dark in his heart, but he saw that Qi Lanyan's expression finally had a teasing smile:

"Whether Shanji can be removed or not... follow me to watch the pavilion... no one will die in the Helian family."

At this moment, the sky was already dark, and the Xuanmiao Temple was quite ancient. There were no lights in the mountain, so the entire small courtyard was shrouded in lavender night, with only the colored lights of the three people faintly emitting.

Helian Wujiang was shocked and cold. He thanked him first and said in a low voice:

"As the sun sets over the western mountains, there is still a third of brilliance. Sir, you must be careful."

"Hahaha…"

Qi Lanyan chuckled twice, his voice a little bit cold:

"In terms of vision, none of you are as good as Bai Ziyu... To this day, you still regard this matter as an orthodox dispute between one or two families! Even Na Kui Qi understands, but you still don't know how everything happened today!"

He stood up, turned around slowly, and chanted:

"Those who practice Yue have a bad nature. If they stand in times of chaos, there will be national strife, wars, great epidemics, and the death of ministers. People's hearts will be evil, punishments will be indiscriminate, and crimes will be widespread. Generals will be executed, nobles will be imprisoned, and clans will be violent. worry."

"Although this man from the north has learned a lesson, don't forget what a person he was once! The Sun Orthodoxy later declined and has never been prosperous. What's the problem?"

Both of them were silent. Helian Wujiang looked at him with burning eyes, and the words were about to come out. Qi Lanyan smiled and said:

"Yu Yuzhen's return proves that the position is unoccupied!"

He turned around and whispered:

"From the moment when Yuzhen Liujiu came together and returned to his throne, it seemed that the righteous path was flourishing and the Sword Immortal became the Dao. In fact, the trend of evil has been achieved. However, all the Daoists in the south celebrated. Who knows that they have already put their necks on the blade and can wait? It’s time for his death!”

…

North Shore.

Li Zhouwei glanced at Dou Fa for a moment, and there was already a person beside him. He was dressed in gray and had a sword behind him. His expression was solemn, he bowed and said:

"I, Yu Shui and Chen Yin, have met Taoist friends!"

"It turns out to be Zhenren Yushui."

Li Zhouwei estimated that several Zifu people should be nearby, but he didn't know why he appeared. After greeting him for a few words, he asked directly. Then he saw this real person and smiled:

"It turns out that fellow Taoist Zhaojing is still in seclusion... I got news from fellow Taoist Dingyangzi. I heard that the nobles have [lower neck feathers] in their hands, but they don't have any spiritual materials for weapon refining, so I came to ask."

"I see."

Li Zhouwei then remembered that the other party was a monk of "Fushui" and could not exchange it with Dingyangzi, so he came over and saw Chen Yin saying seriously:

"Although I don't have any spiritual materials for refining weapons, I am lucky enough to have a piece of the 'true wood' spiritual object [Wujiao Spiritual Wood] found in the South China Sea, which I can exchange with my fellow Taoist for one or two."

He took out the jade box from his sleeve and saw a fist-sized blue-black wood block lying inside, like layers of wood chips mixed together, with clear texture and full of spirituality.

"This thing 'real wood' is extremely hard, but it resembles gold but is not the same as gold. It cannot be made into armor, but it is excellent for making some small accessories... As for whether it can be used to make elixirs... you have to ask the noble master ”

"The quantity is quite large!"

Li Zhouwei praised, Chen Yin smiled and said:

"This thing was originally about the size of two fists. I cut off a part and used it to make a sword handle. The rest are here, but there are still a lot of them. I want to exchange them for two [lower feathers]."

The Li family's own [Neck Feathers] can still be produced in the future and can be exchanged for different types of spiritual resources to prepare for emergencies. Li Zhouwei nodded in agreement, and Chen Yin suddenly felt happy and said:

"Fellow Taoist is really happy!"

He smiled and thanked him, and soon said hopefully:

"If I don't offend...can I ask where the nobles got them from? How many are left in hand?"

Li Zhouwei shook his head naturally and replied:

"It's not convenient to disclose it, but there are not many left. I don't know if my uncle has exchanged it. He may have one or two more in his hand. When he comes out of seclusion, senior will go ask him."

"Offended."

Chen Yin quickly agreed, not wanting to stay here any longer, so he quickly said goodbye and left. When he disappeared into Taixu, the woman in white took advantage of the wind and stood still in the pavilion, saying softly:

"I've met fellow Taoist Minghuang!"

Ning Wan's temperament was still gentle, but there was deep sorrow and uneasiness in her brows. It seemed that she had many things in her heart, but she couldn't speak out.

"Senior, you're welcome."

Li Zhouwei returned the gift, and the two of them went to the continent together and sat down in the main hall. A monk came up to serve tea. Li Zhouwei thought for a moment and asked:

"How do you arrange it, sir?"

As soon as these words came out, Ning Wan lowered her head silently and replied:

"Take action immediately. The order given to me by the Lord was to wait for you to come out of retreat."

Obviously, during the days when Li Zhouwei was in retreat, at least several Sun Dao sects in the north of Yue State had reached a consensus - and even had to reach a consensus to defend Shanji County.

Li Zhouwei was very calm in his heart and asked a very meaningful question:

"How will Heng Zhu arrange it?"

When Ye Hui came to the Li family, he mentioned this southern immortal way in his words and even hinted at Tai Zhu behind him, secretly saying that he was sitting on the mountain watching the tigers fight and hiding.

While the information Ye Hui had might not be true, it must have a basis. Heng Zhu's actions might have unusual meanings.

When he asked this, Ning Wan shook her head, showing an ambiguous smile, and replied:

"Fellow Daoist, you may not know yet! But it is very good news. A few days ago... Heng Zhu's [Zhenren Hengli] has passed the purple stage and achieved the four supernatural powers... It's a pity for Senior Tinglan. If he hadn't been injured at the beginning, he would have a great chance of breaking through now."

"Oh? Of course it's a happy event..."

Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows slightly, but saw that the other party didn't have any joy on his face. He asked with some doubts, and sure enough, Ning Wan put away her smile and said lightly:

"However... When we went to Heng Zhu to congratulate him, we were told that Heng Zhu Dao was preparing to close the mountain, and the immortals were preparing for Heng Li to ascend to the position of Zhenjun."

Li Zhouwei was silent for a while, and didn't know How to answer her, Ning Wan's expression was complicated, and she continued:

"Senior Tinglan and the others... discussed for a while, I don't know what they said, some things are not suitable for me to hear today, but at the same time, there are some things that I can no longer speak of!"

After these words came out, Li Zhouwei was even more inappropriate to say more, he could only pretend that he couldn't hear, and silently lowered his head, Ning Wan shook her head and exhaled heavily:

"At dawn, I will send a message to Tinglan and Hou Su... The people in the north are on the shore, we will go north together, cross the river and land, and the adults will support us to recover Jiangbei."

The night has already sunk, and the faint golden light rises from the horizon with the morning sun, climbing up the hall at an extremely fast speed and draped over Ning Wan.

She looked extremely uneasy, her lips trembled, and she whispered:

"So... this is where you have no choice."

Li Zhouwei's eyes also showed a little golden light. He stretched out his hand slightly, and the brilliance of [Dasheng] gathered, and immediately condensed the halberd in his hand. He stared at Ning Wan quietly and sighed in a low voice:

"Senior, please."

Characters in this chapter

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Ning○Wan [Early Purple Mansion]

Chen○Yin [Early Purple Mansion]

Helian Wumeng [Early Purple Mansion]

Helian Wujiang [Middle Purple Mansion]

Qi Lanyan [Middle Purple Mansion]

Li Ximing [Early Purple Mansion] [Purple Mansion Alchemist]

Li Zhouwei [Early Purple Mansion]