The mountain peaks are steep into the clouds, and the white jade-shaped platform is wide, with a Nanyang relief hanging on it.
There are seven similar places in total, located in a corner of Nanhong.
Many monks were coming and going in a hurry, and their expressions were a little less calm and more serious than before.
To this day, even though everyone can see the change in the atmosphere, Nanlong Palace still has not had any direct conflict with the Seventh Son.
However, those vassal forces other than the Immortal Sect, no matter what they relied on to make a living, noticed that the world was becoming more and more difficult, the underwater Dragon Palace monster soldiers were becoming more and more difficult to dispatch, and the number of accidents among the disciples was becoming more and more frequent.
It was obvious that Nanlong Palace not only wanted to cut off the support of the Seventh Son, but also blocked the eyes and ears of these Immortal Sects.
The seven Nanhong sects were truly forced back into the corner!
The news that the Dao disciples brought back when they returned to their clan was not good. Although they had gained something, they still did not invite strong enough people from Xihong to decide the situation. Instead, it made people see the attitude of Xilong Palace clearly.
It is said that the group of jade-horned silver dragons in the west dared to collude with Wanxiang Pavilion to set up a trap to ambush Nanhong Daozi, and they were completely determined to do so.
If two dragon palaces join forces to attack, the Seven Sons of Nanhong will definitely pay a heavy price even if they just stick to one place.
Even ordinary elders and disciples like them could understand Nanlong Palace's actions of boiling frogs in warm water and cutting flesh with blunt knives, so how could the sect leader and Taoists not be clear about it.
I definitely have to take action, I'm just waiting for an opportunity.
Waiting——
Many monks looked up and saw Master Qingyue's treasure ship passing from the sky, with two figures standing side by side at the bow.
In addition to the Qingyue Sect Master, there was another one beside him, the Nanyang Sect Master who inexplicably convinced many Taoists.
"Back!"
For a time, no matter their status, as long as they saw this treasure ship, many monks bowed down and saluted, welcoming the return of the sect master.
As the treasure ship plundered away.
They stood up one by one and left looking at each other with different thoughts.
Now that these two people have returned from Xihong, the seven giants have gathered together. Facing the aggressiveness of Nanlong Palace, they must adopt an attitude.
Whether to negotiate peace or to regain the majesty of the Immortal Sect, perhaps there will be an answer soon.
"..."
In the main hall of Tianjian Sect, the door is closed tightly.
The Taoists who were usually the leaders of the sect were waiting quietly on both sides, listening to Uncle Ji's account of what he had seen and heard in Yushan.
"A heavenly dragon son has fallen?" Bihai Sect Master looked over in surprise, and then thought deeply: "In a few months, the boss of the Qi family will definitely be transferred back."
To be honest, if Nanlong Palace hadn't suddenly gone crazy, Qizi actually had no plans to come out again.
The foundation, which was not abundant in the first place, has not increased but decreased over the past hundred thousand years, and has become much thinner.
The main thing is...what is the purpose of going out?
Become Hongze's top force again?
Even if the Seven Sons of Nanhong have only the remaining strength, as long as they are willing to stand up, not to mention once again stand shoulder to shoulder with big forces such as Donglong Palace and Wuliang Dao Emperor Sect, at least they will not lose to Xilong Palace and the Yue Family.
As long as you are ruthless enough and dare to fight.
Occupying several pieces of Hedao treasure land in Beihong or Donghong for disciples, disciples, and those vassal forces to recuperate would definitely be countless times better than the current situation.
But the problem is that it was actually King Donglong who "banned" the Seventh Son of Nanhong in the first place.
In the name of Zi Ling, the Dragon King protected the Seventh Son from the Immortal and prevented the Immortal's power from spreading his anger to the remaining six sects.
After all, Immortal Hongze was not sure whether Ziling, who had already ascended to heaven, still cared about the people of Hongze... he probably did, after all, the sky was too lonely, and as time passed, he couldn't help but miss the family ties he once had.
He worked so hard to send Zi Ling up, so naturally he couldn't take the risk of falling out with Zi Ling for just six sects, even if there was even a slight possibility.
This is how the situation is now.
If the Seven Sons of Nanhong take the initiative to go out, it will be a violation of this agreement. Regardless of what will happen to the Immortal Hongze at that time, those scoundrels who try their best to flatter the Immortal will definitely not mind attacking their group of Nanhong monks to make the Immortal smile.
of.
Therefore, the current situation is actually the last face left to the Seventh Son by the entire Hongze force, and this "gentle treatment" is mostly for the sake of Donglong Palace.
Since Boss Qi is going to be transferred back, as long as it is stable until then, it seems that the dispute in Nanhong will end like this.
After all, no matter how crazy the prince of the Ke family is, he will never think that Nanlong Palace alone can really compete with the Seventh Son.
If the old dragon king leaves the dragon cave, he will not have the strength to suppress the heroes.
"..."
Even the remaining sect leaders looked back in a daze.
Xi Ling Yun and the sect leader of Wushuang Sect let out a subtle breath.
Lingyue Sect Master remained silent.
But like the Sword Sect Master that day, even though he also withdrew his gaze, there was still a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
As the sword of the Seventh Son of Nanhong, he took over the mission of the treasure land, which is to cut off all obstacles in the way for the Seventh Son of Nanhong, so that the Nanyang Sun can safely shine on this land and water.
Now this sword is getting sharper, but there seems to be no chance of unsheathing it.
For Ye Vulture, this is undoubtedly a kind of sadness.
"I have something else to do and I have to go back to the clan first."
Shen Yi stood up slowly, not used to this kind of sitting together and chatting. For these sect masters, even if they sit for decades, it would only be a matter of a blink of an eye. But for Shen Yi, it is really a matter of time.
It's a bit boring.
He took out a jade slip and placed it on Ye Jiu's table next to him.
Then he said goodbye and walked out of the hall.
"Why do I go out for a trip and still feel so unfamiliar when I come back?"
Deng Xiangjun looked at Ji Jingxi curiously. Shen Yi left in a hurry, but finally returned with Junior Sister Ji. He thought the relationship between the two was not bad.
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he looked at the jade slips on the table again: "What is this?"
Ye Jiu picked it up and glanced at it, then frowned: "The magic weapon to contact the master of the Banshan Sect? What, does the Banshan Sect really intend to follow us to fight to the death with the Dragon Palace?"
Having said this, he couldn't help but smile.
If you follow the Seven Sons of Nanhong, you will only get beaten and there will be no chance to eat meat.
However, Ji Jingxi glanced sideways: "That fellow Daoist Huang said that all the monks in the two treasured places of moving mountains, including himself and the sub-sect leaders, are at the mercy of Sect Leader Shen."
"..."
As soon as these words came out, the hall quickly fell into silence.
Ye Jiu's smile hadn't faded yet. When he looked at the jade slip in his hand, he suddenly felt that it was a little hot.
The leader of the Moving Mountain Sect was certainly not a strong person in front of him.
But the act of entrusting all his wealth and life to others contained a level of trust that made even him feel palpitating.
Even if Shen Yi is the long-lost biological father of Huang Daoyou, it is impossible for a sect leader to make such a decision.
Sect Master Lingyun and Sect Master Bihai, who had lower cultivation levels and had not had much interaction with Shen Yi, looked even more stunned at this moment.
Don't forget, Junior Sister Ji did not say that she was at the mercy of the Seventh Son of Nanhong, but brought up Shen Yi alone, explaining that this matter had nothing to do with the Seventh Son, it was just the Nanyang Sect Master's face.
How...how come a monk from another sect trusts Shen Yi more than those from the allied sect.
"call."
Ye Jiu took a long breath, raised the jade slip, and tried to ask: "Then let's fight?"
The other sect leaders looked over with strange expressions.
Even if the Move Mountain Sect's move is truly terrifying, even if you include these two Earth Realm monks, it can at most make the Seventh Son a little more calm when facing Dragon Palace's dirty tricks, but it is not enough to play a decisive role.
"I'm just asking."
Ye Jiu took back the jade slip. Compared to the Bishan Sect, the reason why he asked this question was actually Shen Yi himself.
To be able to have the Hedao Realm monks trust him so much, there must be something extraordinary about this kid.
And why did the other party only give the jade slip to himself and not to the other sect leaders?
Maybe this Sect Master Shen’s ideas are closer to mine?
…
Nanyang treasure land.
Li Qingfeng and Xuan Qing had already stood in front of the Patriarch's Hall to greet him, without even using their eyes to see it. After the union, the moment the ink-clad man stepped into the treasured land, even the whole world was celebrating.
"Back."
Xuan Qing felt the changes in the atmosphere of heaven and earth, and respectfully bowed toward the sky as a disciple.
Although the two men were of a slightly lower level, they shouldered the responsibilities of Daozi and Great Elder respectively, and managed the entire treasure land in an orderly manner.
"I'm so busy... I also want to report back to the sect leader about how the other sects have taken care of us during these days."
Although Li Qingfeng could not detect the change in aura, he could tell from the actions of senior Xuan Qing that the sect leader had left.
At present, the Nanyang Sect does not have the ability to protect its vassals, and even self-protection has to rely on the help of allied sects.
I still remember that when the sect master just returned to the void, he could still take him out of the sect to "go to a banquet". As the other party's realm became higher and higher, it seemed that no one in the entire treasure land could keep up with the sect master's pace.
However, it seems that except for the sect leader, everyone else's life is becoming calmer.
In Hongze Water and Land, peace is the luxury wish of every monk. Everyone knows how this peace is obtained.
"The sect master knows it in his heart and will never treat his ally sect badly."
Xuan Qing turned around and returned to the Patriarch's Hall. He was probably the one who knew Shen Yi best among the seven monks. Shen Yi even had the idea of ​​turning against the immortal for his own sake. The little things that the master uncles have given now will probably be the most important thing in their lives. A good deal.
"..."
Shen Yi came to the most familiar mountain peak and was slightly startled.
I saw a majestic palace on the hilltop that was originally empty. The surroundings were clean and empty, and wisps of green smoke were floating in the palace, making people feel peaceful.
There were only a few disciples of Xuxiang. After seeing Shen Yi, they suppressed their excitement and bowed respectfully. Then they did not dare to disturb him and exited the practice hall neatly.
Compared with these disciples, the face of the plain and clean figure in the dark long gown did not have much of the shock in the rumors, but instead contained a strong sense of reminiscence.
"If you don't go to practice, why don't you come here to add incense?"
Shen Yi rarely stopped his hurried pace and paused for a moment.
"Report..."
The woman in black clothes held her hands in respect, and before she finished speaking, she saw Shen Yi raise her eyebrows slightly.
She pursed her lips, with a warm smile in her eyes, and then slowly lowered her palms. Although the details of her expression were still a little awkward, the look of her standing with her hands down still looked as free and easy as when she first met in Xitai Mountain.
"I'm practicing hard, but when I miss you, I can't help but come over and take a look."
Although she is a disciple of the Transformation of God Realm, facing the master of the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm, there is a gap between heaven and earth. However, as long as Shen Yi allows it, she will still be the taciturn Jiang Qiulan who is never afraid to speak her mind.
"..."
Shen Yi pondered for a moment and took off a gold bracelet from his wrist.
Seeing this, the girl took a step back, then shook her head, without saying any words of refusal. She just smiled, hesitated for a moment, and asked the question that she wanted to ask but had no chance to ask.
She looked over seriously: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Shen Yi tapped her chin.
"That's good." Jiang Qiulan breathed a sigh of relief, then saluted again and walked briskly down the mountain.
She had long been familiar with the rumors about Shen Yi, so much so that she knew them by heart.
Now she can no longer help this high mountain, but at least she cannot be a stumbling block on the other side's way forward. After all, Shen Yi is no longer the demon-suppressing general in Qingzhou, but the king of the entire Nanhong treasure land.
It was a great experience to be able to accompany him for a while.
Besides, compared to the gold bracelet that looked like it was taken off a woman's wrist, she still preferred her demon pill that turned into a blood bull demon.
"call."
Shen Yi stood quietly for a while, then shook her head and smiled, then stepped into the hall.
If he wants these people to continue to live peacefully on land and water, he still has a long way to go.
Thinking of this, Shen Yi gathered her thoughts and sat cross-legged on the futon in the hall.
First, he checked the gains of several palace masters from this trip. Under Ke Shisan's nervous gaze, he chose to turn these corpses into a river of blood and poured it into the opponent's stone-suppressing body.
Although there is a big gap between the Jade Horn Silver Dragon and the Yellow Evil Poison Dragon, which will more or less waste some blood, but with the improvement of realm, Shen Yi also discovered that in monk fighting, quality is far more important than quantity.
Ke Shisan is the branch hall master with the highest ceiling.
If we can gather the power of the Four Hong Dragon Palaces and cast a weight stone for it, maybe when we really face an immortal, the other party can also play a good role.
The vast river of blood poured into the center of his eyebrows.
Shen Yi also condensed the essence of demons and used them to feed the first palace master.
Similar to Yu Lan, even if nearly 300,000 years of demon longevity were poured into it, it could not elevate Ke Shisan to the immortal level, but only elevated his demon soul to the Hedao realm.
Even though the difference in bloodline caused a lot of losses.
But Qi Zhaoyang's strength was too strong, even higher than An Tingfeng's. Coupled with Qi Zhaoping and other demon generals with dragon blood, Ke Shisan's aura gradually began to surge.
He quickly surpassed Yue Tianji, and then surpassed Yu Lan, until he was equal to An Yi... The growth rate of his aura finally slowed down.
"call--"
Along with a powerful dragon's breath, Ke Shisan finally opened his eyes and looked at An Yi provocatively.
However, he soon felt bored again, because the petite West Palace Master, although his face was calm, his eyes were silently staring at the gold bracelet on the master's wrist, biting his lip, not knowing what he was thinking, anyway, he had no idea at all. Take a closer look at yourself.
"Xuanjian is grateful to my lord for the generous reward!"
Ke Shisan couldn't hide his joy at becoming the strongest palace master.
Shen Yi glanced at him. Even with so many corpses, he couldn't completely put An Yila behind him. He didn't know why he was so proud of wasting so much.
However, there is a slightly different blood talisman on An Yi and Yu Lan's holding stones.
Those were the traces left by killing Ryuko.
Until they are no longer afraid of retaliation from Xilong Palace, it would be better for the two palace masters to appear as little as possible. Ke Shisan's ability to break through to the Heaven Realm can be regarded as making up for the lack of strength for himself.
Just then.
However, Shen Yi noticed something was wrong. He closed his eyes and explored the five fairy cities covered by the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.
I saw only three of them, and the light at the city gates all changed.
I don't know when, a dazzling red light was stained on the originally pure golden light, as if the evil was too fierce and the Taoist soldiers were stained with blood.
Shen Yi frowned slightly.
No, if it was due to excessive killing, how could it happen to be the fairy city corresponding to the three heavenly palace masters.
Could it be that this soldier can continue to improve?
In addition, Shen Yi looked at the empty Ten Thousand Demons Hall. Previously, the Diming Youmang was given to Wu Jun, and later a few Hedao-level bear monsters and bat monsters were given to An Yi.
The greater the number of demons in the palace and the stronger their realm, it gave Shen Yi an inexplicable feeling that their demon bloodline seemed to be gestating something under the leadership of the palace master.
"Innate magical power?"
Shen Yi pondered for a moment and suddenly thought of the difference between the earth realm and the heaven realm.
Using Taoism to deduce magical powers, for example, the moonlight used by Senior Ji earlier is one of her magical powers, and it is also a manifestation of entering the heavenly realm.
Not to mention anything else, just by holding a little breath, you can forcibly deprive the Qingfeng clan leader of part of his soul. This method is weird and terrifying.
Which monk can do it without leaving any trace of his breath, and whose soul is somehow missing? Who can bear this?
Is it possible that my magical power is still in this Ten Thousand Demons Palace?
"That's all, we have an idea."
Shen Yi opened her eyes and captured Yue Tianji and Ke Shisan into the panel.
Since there is nothing new to condense, the two palace masters can only enjoy these more than four million years of demon life with them.
Even if the Immortal Technique consumes more longevity, with such terrifying numbers, Shen Yi is bound to win the Blood God Technique and Shen Yue Zhen Qing Tian.
With the infusion of demon Shou Yuan.
The main hall fell into silence again, and the figure in the ink shirt sat there, with only the curling green smoke for company.
…
The Qingyue treasure ship has been back for several days.
The anxious monks of the seven sects, including the elders, failed to get the news they wanted.
Several sect leaders have clearly discussed it, but they have not come up with a clear charter.
Letters from vassal forces asking for help drifted into the seven sects like snowflakes.
Under the arrangements of the Taoists, the Seventh Son of Nanhong sent countless monks to support them, but they never mentioned from the beginning to the end how to quell this dispute, or whether they would continue to compete with Nanlong Palace like this.
"wait?"
Liu Shiqian looked at Bai Wu. After he was brought back to Nanhong by Wu Jun, he did not tell anyone except Elder Chi Yang that he had entered the Hedao realm.
Given his current strength, he can handle these chores with ease.
But many disciples and elders have to run around outside at all times, which is not a good thing.
"When Boss Qi comes back, everything will stop."
Bai Wu sighed, saying that it must be frustrating to feel aggrieved, but even they, young and energetic Taoists, really couldn't find a reason to start a fight.
So what if he defeated Nanlong Palace, it would only arouse the fear of the other Hongs, and then lead to waves of suppression.
Maybe there are two sect leaders who want to fight, but most of them still hope to return to the previous situation.
"I hope so."
Liu Shiqian thought of what he had seen and heard in Xihong, and he always felt that things might not develop as most of the sect leaders imagined. Hongze was getting more and more chaotic. How could the seven sons of Nanhong escape from it.
It's better to strike first...
The moment this idea came to his mind, Liu Shiqian suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Why did I come to think this way after staying with the Ten Thousand Demons Palace for a while?
However, who doesn't want to be like the senior in the dark gold robe, showing a scornful attitude when facing the Dragon Palace?
Still not strong enough.
While the two were talking, they suddenly realized something was wrong, and they both frowned and looked towards the outside of the clan.
The next moment, the demonic aura with the fishy smell of water swept across the seven sects.
"According to the decree of the Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace, I am here to ask questions!"
A terrifying voice like the roar of a ferocious beast echoed in the sky.
Outside the seven sects of Nanhong, the sky was filled with dark clouds. In the clouds were huge water monsters with ferocious faces and huge bodies. Among them was a yellow dragon with spikes all over its body and a red dragon swung its tail.
Under such a terrifying battle.
The two long dragons turned into human figures, holding decrees in their hands, and appeared in the sight of many monks.
They are the dragon sons and grandsons of Nanlong Palace, and they are all old acquaintances.
The red end is the fourth eldest son, Longsun, who originally guarded the waters near the Seventh Son.
The elder one is the fifth prince of the Ke family who has lost almost all of his demon generals.
The last time they put up such a battle, they were besieging the vassals of Nanyang Sect. In the end, with the help of several Taoists, they left in despair and suffered heavy losses.
Now that he has made a comeback, his arrogance is even more arrogant.
And their confidence obviously comes from the decree in their hands.
The prince of the Ke family rarely issues edicts, and the two recent ones are all about the Nanyang Sect.
"His Royal Highness asked."
The two dragons and grandsons looked down at the Immortal Sect below and took in all the murderous monks. However, they did not panic at all, but their expressions became more and more indifferent.
The next moment, a sharp and slightly sarcastic question echoed in the air.
"The banquet has been prepared. Do you dare to attend the banquet in Nanyang?"
The words quickly spread far away and fell in the ears of every monk. The figures living in the cave took out their magic weapons and came out of the clouds and mist.
For a moment, the entire Nanhong Seven Sons became restless.
This is not a gesture of inviting people to a banquet, it is clearly full of provocation.
Under the pressure of this period of time, this group of Immortal Sect monks were already full of anger. Now that someone had stepped on the door, they could not hold it back.
However, without the sect master speaking, they could only stare at the sky.
Under a big tree somewhere, several figures stood up slowly, and Ye Jiu couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, his smile filled with chills.
"Is it possible that they know what happened in Xihong... and want to involve us in this mess before the Qi family retreats."
Seeing this, Sect Leader Lingyun hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but persuade him.
Ye Jiu glanced sideways and said nothing, but it made Master Lingyun feel a chill all over his body.
"Okay, it's not embarrassing for senior brothers who have been together for many years to have internal strife."
Lingyue Sect Master walked to the middle and blocked the two people from looking at each other: "I will deal with it."
Even brothers who share life and death will have different ideas after suffering for a hundred thousand years.
No one is really afraid of Nanlong Palace, but some people are not willing to take risks anymore.
Before he finished speaking, several sect leaders were startled at the same time. Ji Jingxi, who had been silent from beginning to end, slowly raised her head.
Many monks from Nanhong Seven Sons all set their sights on the same place.
I saw the formation of Nanyang Treasure Land suddenly flickered.
Then a figure walked out.
The man looked a bit immature, and his cultivation level was extremely low, that is, he was a disciple of the Personalized God Realm.
Under such a scene, it seemed so insignificant.
But facing the giant water demons all over the sky.
This young monk looked so indifferent.
He walked slowly to the edge of the white jade platform, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the two dragons and grandsons with arrogant faces.
In full view of everyone, Li Qingfeng nodded gently: "My sect leader knows, go and wait."
The calm words were not as ferocious as these water monsters at all, but they made all the monks and monsters freeze in place, a little surprised.
"Ho!"
The fifth prince of the Ke family suddenly smiled and said: "What do you mean by waiting? You little kid, you might as well help your sect leader who dares not show his face to speak more clearly."
The other monks also came to their senses... They all knew what the banquet was for. There must be an explanation for the death of the Ke family's dragon and grandson.
Sect Master Shen sent a disciple to come forward, maybe because he was worried that someone would see some signs.
"Why."
Qingfeng Li had already turned around and walked towards the formation.
Hearing this sentence, he sighed slightly.
He looked back at the sky and said word by word: "Waiting means to prepare the banquet, and when my sect leader is free, he will naturally go to the banquet."
"joke!"
Si Longsun laughed ferociously: "Then what if he is never free?"
Hearing this, Qingfeng Li straightened his clothes, and finally there was a hint of contempt in his young brows.
He said calmly: "Then you have to wait all the time."
Chapter completed!