Chapter 569 Return to Nanyang, Dragon Palace comes to invite you
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. Compared with before, their expressions were a little less calm and a little more serious.
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 do for a living, have noticed that the world has become increasingly difficult. The underwater Dragon Palace demon soldiers are becoming more and more difficult to dispatch, and the number of accidents among disciples has become increasingly frequent.
Obviously, 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.
Push the Seven Nanhong Sects back into the corner!
The news that the Taoists 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. On the contrary, 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 the 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 can understand Nanlong Palace's actions of boiling frogs in warm water and cutting flesh with blunt knives, so why are the sect masters and Taoists not clear about it.
It is definitely necessary to take action, but we are just waiting for an opportunity.
Waiting—
Many monks looked up and saw the treasure ship of Master Qingyue coming from the sky. Two figures stood side by side at the bow of the ship.
In addition to Qingyue Sect Master, there is another person next to him, the Nanyang Sect Master who inexplicably has many Taoists sincerely convinced.
“Back!”
For a time, regardless of their status, as long as they saw this treasure ship, many monks bowed down and saluted, welcoming the return of the sect master.
With the treasure ship plundered away.
They stood up one by one, looking at each other with different thoughts.
Now that these two have returned from Xihong, the seven giants have gathered together. Facing the aggressiveness of Nanlong Palace, they must adopt an attitude.
Whether it is to negotiate peace or to regain the dignity of the Immortal Sect, there may be an answer soon.
In the main hall of Tianjian Sect, the door is closed.
The Taoists who are usually the leaders of the sect are waiting quietly on both sides at this moment, listening to Master Ji's talk about what they saw in Yushan.
"A heavenly dragon son has died?" 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 had not 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 in one hundred thousand years, and has become much thinner.
Mainly...what is the purpose of going out of the mountain?
Return to Hongze's top power?
Even if the Seven Sons of Nanhong have only the remaining strength now, as long as they are willing to stand up, not to mention once again compete with the big forces such as Donglong Palace and Wuliangdao 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 will 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.
The Dragon King, in the name of Ziling, 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 is not sure whether Ziling, who has already ascended to heaven, still cares about this group of people in Hongze... He probably does. After all, the sky is too lonely, and as time goes by, he can't help but miss the family ties he once had.
He worked so hard to send Zi Ling up. 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 we are 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 Great Immortal Hongze, those scoundrels who try their best to flatter the Immortal will definitely not mind attacking their own group of Nanhong monks to make the Immortal smile. of.
So 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, the dispute in Nanhong seems to be over 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.
Like Ling Yun and the master of Wushuang Sect, he let out a breath that could not be detected.
Lingyue Sect Master remained silent.
But like the Sword Sect Master that day, even though he also withdrew his eyes, 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 the leaf eagle, 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' long life, even if they sit for decades, it is just a matter of seconds, 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 that 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 communication 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?"
When he said this, he couldn't help but smile.
Hang around with the Seven Sons of Nanhong, and you will really 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 treasures of Bishan, including himself and the sub-sect masters, are at the mercy of Sect Leader Shen."
As soon as these words were spoken, 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.
In front of him, the leader of the Moving Mountain Sect was certainly not a strong person.
But the act of entrusting all his wealth and life to others contained a 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 have low cultivation levels and have not had much interaction with Shen Yi, looked even more stunned at this moment.
Don't forget, Junior Sister Ji didn't 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 face of Nanyang Sect Master.
How...why is it that a monk from another sect trusts Shen Yi more than people from allied sects like them?
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 of the Mountain Moving Sect is indeed terrifying, even if we include these two Earth Realm monks, it can at most make the Seventh Son a little more calm in the face of Dragon Palace's underhanded moves, but it is not enough to play a decisive role.
“I'm just asking.”
Ye Jiu took back the jade slip. Compared with Bishan Sect, the reason why he asked this question was actually Shen Yi himself.
For a Hedao realm monk to have such trust, there must be something extraordinary about this kid.
And why did the other party only give the jade slip to himself and not to several other sect leaders?
Maybe this Sect Master Shen's ideas are closer to mine?
The treasure land of Nanyang.
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.
“Come back.”
Xuan Qing felt the changes in the atmosphere of heaven and earth, and respectfully bowed toward the sky.
Although the two people are of a slightly lower level, they shoulder the responsibilities of Daozi and Great Elder respectively, and manage the entire treasure land in an orderly manner.
"We are so busy... I also want to report back to the sect master about the care that other allied sects have taken for 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 must rely on the help of its alliance sects.
I still remember that when the sect leader had 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 leader.
However, it seems that except for the sect master, everyone else's life is getting 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 last figure in a plain black gown did not show much of the shock in the rumors, but instead contained a strong sense of reminiscence.
“You're not going to practice, but are you here to add incense?”
Shen Yi rarely stopped his hurried pace and paused for a moment.
“Report…”
The woman in black robes bowed her hands in respect. Before she finished speaking, she saw Shen Yi slightly raising her eyebrows.
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 bit awkward, the way she stood 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. But 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 thought for a moment and took off a gold bracelet from his wrist.
Seeing this, the girl took a step back, then shook her head. She did not say anything to refuse. 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 has long been familiar with the rumors about Shen Yi, so much so that she knows them by heart.
Now she can no longer help this mountain, but at least she cannot be a stumbling block in the opponent'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.
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 calmed down and sat cross-legged on the futon in the palace. First, he checked the harvest of several palace masters. Under the nervous gaze of Ke Shisan, he chose to turn these corpses into a river of blood and poured it into the opponent's stone body.
Although there is a big gap between the Jade-horned Silver Dragon and the Yellow Evil Poison Dragon, which will more or less waste some blood, with the improvement of realm, Shen Yi also discovered that in monk fighting skills, quality is far more important than quantity.
Ke Shisan is the branch hall master with the highest ceiling.
If you can gather the power of the Four Hong Dragon Palaces and cast a weight stone for it, maybe when you really face an immortal, the opponent 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 Yulan, 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 allowed his demon soul to be elevated 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.
Soon he surpassed Yue Tianji, and then surpassed Yu Lan, until he was on par with An Yi... The growth rate of his aura finally slowed down.
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 although the petite West Palace Master had a calm face, his eyes were silently staring at the gold bracelet on the master's wrist, biting his lips, and didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, he had no idea at all. Take a closer look at yourself.
“I would like to express my admonition and thank my lord for the generous reward!”
Ke Shisan couldn't hide his joy as he suddenly became the strongest palace master.
Shen Yi glanced at him. Even though there were so many corpses, she couldn't completely differentiate herself from An Yila. She didn't know why she was proud of wasting so much.
However, there is a slightly different blood talisman on An Yi and Yu Lan's holding stones at this moment.
Those are the traces left by killing Long Zi.
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.
At this time.
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.
At some point, a dazzling red light stained the originally pure golden light, as if the evil force was too fierce and the Taoist soldiers were stained with blood.
Shen Yi frowned slightly.
No, if it was because of 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?
Besides, Shen Yi looked at the empty Ten Thousand Demons Hall. Previously, the Diming Youmang was given to Wu Jun, and later, several Hedao-level bear demons and bat demons were given to An Yi.
The more monsters in the palace and the stronger their realm, it gave Shen Yi an inexplicable feeling that their monster bloodline seemed to be gestating something under the leadership of the palace master.
“Innate supernatural powers?”
Shen Yi pondered for a moment and suddenly thought of the difference between the earth realm and the heaven realm.
Methods of Taoism are used 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 breath left behind, and who can withstand the inexplicable loss of spirit and soul?
Is it possible that my magical power is still in this Ten Thousand Demons Palace?
“That's all, I think I 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 the more than four million years of demon life with them.
Even if the Immortal Magic consumes more longevity, with such terrifying numbers, Shen Yi is bound to win the Blood God Magic and Shen Yue Zhen Qing Tian.
With the infusion of demon life essence.
The main hall fell into silence again, and the ink-shirted figure sat there, with only the curling green smoke for company.
The Qingyue Treasure Ship has returned for a few 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 of help from vassal forces 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 how to quell this dispute from beginning to end, 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.
With his current strength, he can handle these chores with ease.
However, it is not a good thing for many disciples and elders to keep running around outside at risks.
“When Mr. Qi comes back, everything will stop.”
White Witch sighed, saying that it must be aggrieved to be 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.
Perhaps 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 about what he saw 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 Nanhong people get out of 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 period of time?
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 Zongwai.
The next moment, the demonic aura with the fishy smell of water swept across the seven sects.
“According to the decree of my Crown Prince 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 forms, holding decrees in their hands, and appeared in the sight of many monks.
They are the sons and grandsons of Nanlong Palace, and they are all old acquaintances.
The red end is the fourth eldest son of the dragon who originally guarded the waters near the Seventh Son.
The older 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 is making 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 legal edicts, and the two recent ones are both about the Nanyang Sect.
“His Royal Highness asked.”
The two dragons and grandsons looked down at the Immortal Sect below, taking in all the murderous monks in their sights, but 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, Nanyang dares to attend the banquet?”
The words quickly spread far away and fell into the ears of every monk. The figures living in the cave took out their magic weapons and came out in the clouds and mist.
For a time, 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 stepped on the door, they could no longer hold 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 chill.
"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 looked sideways and said nothing, but it made Lingyun Sect Leader feel a chill all over his body.
“Okay, it's not embarrassing for brothers who have been brothers for many years to have internal strife.”
Sect Master Lingyue 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 flickering.
Then a figure walked out.
That 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 seems so insignificant.
But facing the sky full of water tribe monsters.
This young monk looks so indifferent.
He walked slowly to the edge of the white jade platform, stood with his hands behind his hands, 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. Could it be that he was worried about being seen by others.
"Why."
Li Qingfeng 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. When my sect master 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."
(End of this chapter)
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