The place where Cangsheng Dao gathers its disciples is in the north of Cangsheng Qiong Realm.
At this moment, more than hundreds of people gathered here, lined up in square formations, waiting quietly. The "talents" of the three sects and six sects, headed by Xie An Luoshi and several others, were all bored and counting the ants on the ground at this moment.
There was another person waiting not far away. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties, standing with his hands behind his back. The corners of his eyes were twitching constantly.
Han Fang stood aside silently, looking up at the stars, staring into the scorching sun without feeling the glare. However, no one here seems to have noticed his existence. No one ever looked in his direction.
It was only when the sun was three poles high that there was movement at the Dao Palace. I saw an extremely luxurious carriage, pulled by twelve dragon-horned wing horses, driving leisurely from the gate of the Taoist Palace. The driver was none other than Zong Yuan.
There were hundreds of people here, and there was an uproar immediately. As for the middle-aged man in white, his eyes were already burning.
I wanted to attack immediately, but I seemed to hear something in my ears. After listening for a while, I had to hold back and say nothing.
A look of deep worry appeared on his face. I thought, is there really nothing wrong with letting the people in this car lead these many disciples
Will the whole army be wiped out at Yanchengguan? He knew Yuan Jiuchen's ability very well. This group of disciples were already dangerous in the past, and with such an unreliable guy in charge.
If you are sure of ten stops, you may have already lost seven stops before you even get there.
The disciples in the square formation over there are already talking about it.
"Is the person in this carriage the same Tan Qiu? The new third-generation true successor of Cansheng Dao Hall?"
"This person is too arrogant! How dare you come here in a carriage without fear of being scolded by the teacher?"
"Hmph! With his seniority, who in this palace can control him? But this guy doesn't want to take this cloud-turning car and rush to Yancheng Pass, right?"
"Tsk, he's so handsome!"
"This man, I really don't know what to say! The sect is so arrogant, I don't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing-"
Han Fang's eyelids were also twitching, and he was rubbing his eyebrows with a headache.
Rumor has it that this Qiantian Demon King never comes to share joys and sorrows with his soldiers. Every time he goes into battle, he usually gets a big car and stays on it comfortably.
This style now seems to be ready to be brought to the common people.
After the carriage arrived, Zong Shou walked down from the carriage. His face was green and white, and he was trembling. It seems that if the wind blows, he will fall.
But he seemed to be holding on, and he bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man and said, "I've seen you, sir! I'm late for talking about Qiu, sir, so please forgive me. Because I've been eager to break through the realm recently, Tan Qiu is ill, so I just If you can travel on a cloud-turning car, please don’t be upset, sir!"
This man was several generations shorter than him. Zong Shou didn't know what to call him, so he had to call him sir.
This Cangsheng Dao Palace is not only the main hall of Cansheng Dao, but also a school palace. There are sacrificial wine, doctorate, and academic offices inside, just like the Imperial College of the Central Dynasty.
And this person holds the position of doctor in the Cangsheng Dao Palace.
When the middle-aged man in white heard this, his appearance finally brightened a little. However, I still looked around with my spiritual sense, and then my eyes were full of weird looks. I really couldn't tell whether Zong Shou was injured or not.
He turned to the side in time to avoid Zong Shou's salute, and then said in a cold voice: "How should I accept the courtesy of my great master and uncle? There is a reason why you came late today, so you only need to explain it clearly. Disciples don’t dare to be offended. At this time, everyone has gathered, I don’t know Grand Master’s uncle, but what else can I say?”
Zong Shou smiled and glanced around. Then there was a hint of shock in his eyes.
This time Cangsheng Dao selected nearly a hundred disciples from the main hall and the three sects and six sects. As expected, their strength is extremely impressive, and no one's strength is lower than the sixth level. And elites like Xuan Ye have already entered the seventh level.
However, most of these people stood loosely. Everyone has different temperaments and arrogance. One look and you can tell it's a rabble.
What’s amazing, is the other part. There were about four hundred people, all of a certain age, riding fourth-level silver-scaled wind-walking beasts. Just looking at the aura, they were not all Xuanwu-level experts.
There were twenty spiritual masters inside, also neat and solemn. Even though Zong Shou had just made such a big noise, there was no confusion at all, let alone any whispering.
Could it be that this is the Taoist soldier of Cangshengdao
It is rumored that all major sects, those with stronger strength, have the habit of raising Taoist soldiers.
These people's qualifications are usually only above average, but they have been cultivated by the sect since childhood. Yiying's family members are also taken care of by the sect, and they are often loyal.
Of course, it is not as good as the hundreds of ordinary people here who have a bright future and can find the road to immortality. But these people are also the indispensable pillars of the sect.
Although these four hundred people were wearing the same armor, the markings were slightly different. The logos of each sect are hidden in the patterns on the surface of those cavalry armors.
Among them, the main hall of Cangsheng Dao accounts for 150 people, the three sects also have 125 people, and the remaining six sects only have a total of 125 people.
Zong Shou's eyes were shining and he was secretly envious. Thinking that this is the foundation of the great sect, for a small Yancheng Pass guard, he casually took out four hundred and six levels of Taoist soldiers!
If he had such strength and commanded it by himself, he would be invincible in East Linyunlu.
The Cang Sheng Black Dragon Warrior of the Cang Sheng Dao was a powerful Dao soldier who had completely crushed the Xueyunqi in the past.
Even if there are only three hundred people, he will never take the Lingyun Sect lightly.
He looked greedily at these people up and down, and then when the middle-aged man in white coughed lightly. The sect finally woke up, smiled awkwardly, and turned its eyes back to those 'elite disciples'.
I saw that most of them had expressions of dissatisfaction, and some even had provocative eyes.
Like that Yongqin, his eyes were full of ridicule, obviously eager to cause trouble.
I'm afraid that as soon as he opens his mouth, someone will jump out. Lose his face.
Zong Shou changed his mind and gave up all thoughts of talking. He cupped his fists towards the middle-aged man in white and said, "I don't have anything to say about Qiu. I will do my best during this trip and not let the sect down!"
The middle-aged man in white was startled, then nodded slightly: "That's fine! It's getting late today, I'll send you out first!"
When he finished speaking, the middle-aged man in white had a silver cover in his hand. As soon as it was thrown upward, it suddenly expanded and became more than a hundred feet in diameter, covering everyone here, including Zong Shou's carriage.
And the next moment, all of them disappeared. Han Fang was the only one left, rubbing his forehead and sighing.
"-Junior brother, junior brother, I will listen to you this time. If anything happens like this, or if the disciples suffer too many losses, you and I will both be sinners of the sect, and I, Han Fang, will fight with you. I have given up this old life. This junior disciple of the sect is good in everything, and his talent is indeed first-rate, but this one is the only one whose actions are always unexpected, which is really hard to see through—"
Thinking of the seven Holy Fire Silver Ants again, Han Fang's expression relaxed slightly. With this innate alien species, at least we can escape unscathed.
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After the middle-aged man in white sent everyone out of the Cangshengqiong realm, he disappeared.
Zong Shou was secretly surprised for a moment. The loss of one or two of so many elite disciples of the sect was enough to make a sect feel distressed for many years, but they were so relieved to ignore it.
The soul thoughts were scattered, and no one was noticed, following him secretly. Naturally, it is also possible that he is not strong enough to sense it.
He looked up again and identified the direction of the sun in the sky.
Then Zong Shou's pupils narrowed. This location should be an area to the west of the Central Cloud Continent. The location of the Cangsheng Firmament Realm turns out to be here.
Everywhere nearby was a wilderness with no one around. However, Zong Shou's soul consciousness could sense that there was a road twenty miles away. From time to time there are cloud-turning vehicles walking on it, and there seem to be a lot of pedestrians.
He couldn't help but secretly scoff. He had always thought that the entrances and exits of the five great dome realms were all in remote mountains and wilderness, but he didn't expect this to be a densely populated place.
Just a moment later, these more than 500 people all adapted from the dizziness of changing space.
Then, in addition to the four hundred Dao soldiers, many elite disciples all focused their attention on him.
Soon after, three people walked out, one of them was Xuan Ye. The other two were unfamiliar faces. If nothing else, they should be Xie An and Luo Shi.
Zong Shou had heard rumors about these two people recently and could probably recognize them. The one who has a graceful demeanor and looks like a good young master in troubled times is Luo Shi. The one with a square face and a slightly aggressive expression was Xie An.
There was another person coming as well. It should be the leader of these Taoist soldiers. He is about forty years old and wearing red armor. With a calm look and no expression, he walked directly to Zong Shou and stood next to him.
Just one movement showed that he would obey his orders, but the distance was not very close, and it also revealed a bit of unfamiliarity and distrust.
After Luo Shi approached, he asked with a smile: "Uncle Taishi, you are the first to take charge of this matter. I wonder what we should do now?"
Xuan Ye and Xie An looked silently, waiting for Zong Shou's reply.
Zong Shou glanced sideways at Luo Shi. This guy had omitted the word "Tai". When he returned, he would be charged with disrespect.
He simply ignored it and looked to the side at the Taoist leader: "Who are you? What is your role within the sect?"
The many elite disciples listened with open ears. After hearing this, I almost fell down.
It turns out that this great uncle of Mrs. Tan didn’t even know who his subordinates were this time.
Even the hundreds of knights looked livid.
The leader of the Taoist soldiers showed no expression. He raised his hand and saluted: "Hanshu, the seventh generation inner sect of Cangsheng Dao Hall, is now the commander of the seventh branch of Xuanzi, Cangsheng Xuanlongshi—"