But what Wei Chongran and his wife didn't know was that the old man in gray had been to almost every peak of the Wuliang Sect over the endless years, but he would die according to the lifespan of a normal cultivator or in an accident.
Then he entered the Wuliang Sect again under a different identity.
Just as the old man in gray above was looking back at the great master and the stage, a voice broke the strange silence with two consecutive sentences.
"You...you are the Ancient Wine Flag?"
Li Yan was shocked because he recognized who the voice belonged to, the Grand Elder of Muliu Sect - Shuang Qingqing.
As the voice rang out, Shuang Qingqing's peerless face appeared in everyone's eyes. At this moment, she was standing on the shoulder of a tall ancient ape puppet, facing the wind.
The night wind blew her purple skirt backwards, revealing her graceful figure.
However, at this moment, her beautiful face was frosty, and she was staring at the old man in gray in the distance.
The gray-robed old man, who had turned to look at the great gentleman and Tutai, suddenly froze with an indifferent and lazy expression when he heard the voice and the name.
With his temperament and realm, he would not care about any cultivators below. It was only a few senior cultivators that could make him pay attention.
His mission is to protect the Wangliang Sect. If he hadn't felt that the "Small Boundary-Breaking Pearl" had already threatened the life and death of the Wild Moon Continent, he would not have taken action.
The existence of the Wuliang Sect is his mission, but to establish a strong enemy for the Wuliang Sect and prevent it from being defeated is also the purpose of the Chimei Envoy.
Otherwise, with only one dominant force, the Wuliang Sect would certainly stop striving for progress, and would not be far from decline.
Therefore, every Chimei Master must keep the Wuliang Sect in crisis at all times, but at the same time, he must maintain a good balance in the number of his enemies, including the Pure Land Sect, Shibuyuan and Taixuan Sect, as well as foreign invasions.
But if it was for the final victory of the Desolate Moon Continent, if Su Changyang was to die and the other sects were to leave behind cultivators in the Divine Transformation Stage, the gray-clothed old man would definitely not agree.
In that case, the Wuliang Sect would lose its seemingly powerful backing.
"Hmm? You are... You are Shuang Qingqing!
Why are you still in the Desolate Moon Continent... Hey, why is your cultivation still at the Nascent Soul stage, and your soul is incomplete?"
When the gray-clothed old man saw the peerless beauty, he was stunned at first, looking at the vaguely familiar face, then he was surprised and doubtful, and immediately switched to voice transmission, but it was a series of questions.
"It is you, Gu Jiuqi. I have been wondering who is the demon envoy guarding the Wuliang Sect now. With your demeanor back then, the Wuliang Sect should have chosen you to carry out this mission. Sure enough!"
Her beautiful blue eyes were spitting fire and she also switched to voice transmission, as she blurted out the words in her excited mood just now.
Of course, she didn't want others to know about her affairs, so she used telepathy instead. Although she used telepathy, anyone could see the anger on her face.
She did not have the slightest intention of respecting her elders as a junior, but when her name came out, the faces of many cultivators of the Wuliang Sect changed drastically, especially the middle and high-level cultivators.
They didn't think Shuang Qingqing was disrespectful. It was obvious that the two knew each other. They were surprised by the name "Gujiuqi".
But they knew that this person was the leader of Xiaozhu Peak more than 40,000 years ago. He was extremely handsome and was also a prominent figure among the four major sects in that generation.
I didn't expect that the unremarkable old man in gray in front of me was actually that person.
"Didn't this person ascend to the immortal world a long time ago?"
"Senior Gu is still alive. How long does he have to live..."
This was the voice of many Wuliang Sect monks. At the same time, many people were also suspicious as to why the Nascent Soul cultivator named "Shuang Qingqing" below could recognize the gray-clothed old man.
But there are only two possibilities. One is that Shuang Qingqing had seen a jade slip with a portrait of the old man in gray.
So he guessed the other party's identity based on some information, which can be seen from Shuang Qingqing's uncertain tone at the beginning.
Secondly, it is strange that the old man in gray can tell the woman's name. However, since the old man in gray appeared in the Desolate Moon Continent, it is possible that he may know the name of some old friends in the sect.
But after Shuang Qingqing's exclamation, the two people behind her used telepathy, and others could not speculate any more. With the cultivation level of the gray-clothed old man, even if Mr. Da wanted to eavesdrop, he would be isolated.
Li Yan in the crowd below was feeling even more anxious. Shuang Qingqing had asked him about this person a few hours ago, but he didn't expect to see his true self so soon. It was almost like an illusion.
"Forty thousand years! Even a Divine Transformation cultivator cannot live that long. How could this ancient senior live for more than forty thousand years?"
Li Yan had the same idea. At the same time, Li Yan did not believe that what Shuang Qingqing had said before about finding out the whereabouts of the ancient wine flag for Muliumen was true.
If they were to retrieve something for the sect, Shuang Qingqing would definitely be very respectful even if the appearance of the ancient wine flag was very unexpected.
That was a terrifying existence that beat two Jindan cultivators to death in an instant, but it was obvious that the expression on Shuang Qingqing's face was not like that, she was just a Yuanying early stage cultivator.
In this case, Shuang Qingqing’s lifespan is as long as 40,000 years.
"Old witch?"
Li Yan thought uncertainly in his heart.
But how could a trace of her soul exist in the Feisha Ancient Cave for 40,000 years?"
This thought not only arose in Li Yan's mind, but even the Nascent Soul cultivators Zhu Luan, Mo Gu and Mo Qing who knew Shuang Qingqing's identity felt incredible. However, they did not immediately speak out to stop Shuang Qingqing. They were all old and experienced, and they all kept silent.
Just seeing that the grey-clothed old man showed no sign of anger at all was enough to show that the identity of the Grand Elder of the Muliu Sect was definitely of great importance.
What's more, everyone, including the master Su Changyang, remained silent for a while. How many cultivators who can cultivate to the foundation-building stage are fools
As a result, all the cultivators of the Wuliang Sect were unusually silent. In addition, the cultivators of other sects were also looking at this side curiously, but also did not dare to speak.
How could they talk about or provoke the old man in gray at will
Da Xiansheng and Tu Tai were also recalling the so-called information about the demon messenger. Although the Wuliang Sect kept this information secret, they still got some information over the years, but they all thought it was just a rumor.
"Hehe, my soul is incomplete, do you still care about me..."
Shuang Qingqing stood on the shoulder of the tall ancient ape puppet and spoke through gritted teeth, with a faint flash of fire in her eyes.
The old man in gray looked at Shuang Qingqing, and some memories vaguely came to his mind, but they were not complete. He suddenly moved his lips a few times and then moved his gaze away from Shuang Qingqing.
Shuang Qingqing was obviously stunned, then she looked at him fiercely, snorted coldly, and stopped talking, but her eyes became even colder.
In her mind, the old voice of the old man in gray still echoed.
“Qingqing, I don’t know why you didn’t return to Qingqing Continent. Your soul has also been severely damaged. However, we must first solve the problem at hand.
I am only a wisp of divine consciousness in my main body now, and many things are only incomplete memories in my mind, so, I will talk about you later!"
Shuang Qingqing knew that the most urgent task now was to deal with the invasion of the demons. No matter how unwilling she was, she could only suppress her anger.
In the air, Gu Jiuqi turned his gaze back to the great gentleman. His sleepy eyes gradually became sharp, but his aura was still not noticeable.
"I don't care where you come from or why you can use the ancient magic of the Desolate Moon Continent, but you are helping the demons invade, so don't leave today."
After saying this, without waiting for the surprised and doubtful master to respond, Gu Jiuqi raised a skinny index finger and pointed at the air towards the master.
Neither Mr. Da nor Tu Tai expected that the other party would take action so directly and decisively as they said they would.
The old gentleman, who had been standing still, looked as if he had been stung by a wasp. The expression on his old face changed drastically. A flash of light appeared outside his body, and the whole person soared into the sky, and it seemed as if he was about to escape in an instant.
At the same time, the old voice of Gu Jiuqi rang in the hearts of Su Changyang, Daling and Zhantian.
“I will need about half a cup of tea to deal with Mr. Da with all my strength. He will most likely use his Spiritualization Stage cultivation at all costs.
I have no time to take care of the Demon Marshal. With the three of you in your current state, it should be no problem to hold the Demon Marshal back for this period of time."
Before the voice had died down, Gu Jiuqi's figure had already disappeared from the spot. Su Changyang and the other two were startled. Although the gray-clothed old man's words were incoherent, they completely understood what he meant.
Before, they had never dared to exert their full strength to achieve the state of Divine Transformation, as doing so would be sensed by the laws of heaven and earth of the Desolate Moon Continent, which would then directly squeeze them out of this world and exile them to any turbulent space.
Now it seems that even Gu Jiuqi is not completely sure of being able to defeat the Master, and he must give it his all.
Otherwise, once a cultivator in the late stage of the Jindan stage exerts his full strength to cultivate, they can foresee the consequences that will arise, which is also what Gujiuqi least wants to see.
Su Changyang and the other two are not in a very good condition right now. Facing the powerful Tu Tai, they estimate that they can only hold the opponent back for a moment if they work together. They cannot let him massacre the monks below, or even attack the crack of Yinmo Cliff with all their strength.
And with the sudden action of several Jindan monks, the battle that had been silent for a moment below suddenly broke out between the two sides without any warning.
Li Yan and his companions have already flown to the north of Fengliang Mountain, and Li Yan has finally seen the legendary crack in the Yinmo Cliff.
The huge deep pit is gourd-shaped, with a small mouth and a big belly. Below it is a cliff about 200 miles long. The rocks at the edge of the cliff are jagged, making the cliff look sharp and steep.
There are densely packed caves on the cliff, which should be where the monks live. Below the cliff, there is a rolling black gas that is constantly churning and stirring.
The black air could only rise to the bottom of the cliff, and then it seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier. The area below was bottomless, like the abyss of the Black Sea, with raging tides rolling.
As these angry waves surged, some demon monks would appear from time to time and rush towards the cliff above.
Compared to the number of people fighting on both sides above, the number seems small, but it gives people the feeling that there are endless demon cultivators below.
Most of these demon cultivators were at the level of demon soldiers, but from time to time one or two demon leaders would rush towards the cliff above with angry roars.
However, what was different from what Li Yan and the others had imagined was that even after the Nascent Soul cultivator led thousands of cultivators to fly out just now, there were still about a hundred cultivators below the cliff fighting fiercely with the demon cultivators who rushed up from the black air.
However, with hundreds of monks scattered around, their strength seemed weak, and many of them were already covered in wounds and blood.
Their shouts could not be heard above the deep pit, probably because they were blocked by some kind of restriction. It was no wonder that Li Yan and the others had not heard any unusual noises coming from behind before.
Judging from the fact that Demon Marshal Tutai was able to bring down the "Small Boundary-Breaking Pearl" without any hindrance, there should be a one-way restriction there. To rush up from below, one needs to open a passage or force it through.
But if you go down from above, you can rush in. This method is obviously more convenient for human monks to provide support at any time.
This allows them to provide assistance at a certain point in the first possible moment, and to effectively intercept the rushing demon cultivators when the human cultivators below are defeated.