surprise
It was obvious that this so-called "surprise" would not be a good thing. After all, in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, Wang did not believe that nothing had happened between Jianchou and Xie Buchen.
But, what's the harm
Although the relationship between Kunwu and Yashan is not as good as before, we still have to do the work to save face.
Junior Brother Xie's elixir formation this time is extraordinary, and because the catastrophe predicted by True Man Hengxu is approaching, he is being extra careful.
In the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, no one can control or see how they fight.
But if in Kunwu...
No matter how powerful Ren Jianchou is, he can't really cause any big trouble. Besides, Wang doesn't think Jianchou is a brainless person.
So, he stared at Jianchou for a while, then laughed: "Then let's go together. I just happen to want to discuss Taoism with Daoist friend Jianchou."
When masters fight each other or heroes meet, they often feel a sense of mutual respect.
Wang is undoubtedly a man of high moral character. If Jianchou didn't know the truth when he first met him, then he knew it clearly after this battle.
There is always some people in the world who make you want to make friends with them.
But here, Jianchou is one, and Wang is also one.
When two people like this get together, it's impossible for them to have a bad conversation.
The place where they fought was in an uninhabited forest on the edge of the Tomorrow Star Sea, which was very close to Zuo Sanqian.
So the two of them simply gave up on going to the West Sea and using the teleportation array, and instead flew directly on their flying vehicles, heading west.
Along the way, the two chatted about everything from the strange stories of the Nineteen Continents over the years to the various figures of the Left Three Thousand in the Central Region, and even the various interesting things in the South and North Regions.
Of course, discussion of the Dao is also indispensable.
Wang Que had practiced for a long time and had a wide range of knowledge. His knowledge of various techniques and magic weapons always opened Jianchou's eyes.
Jianchou had not spent enough time in cultivation, but when it came to fighting and his state of mind, he was far superior to ordinary people. Occasionally he would say something astonishing, which often made Wang suddenly enlightened.
One is currently number one on the Fourth Heaven Monument, and the other was once number one on the Fourth Heaven Monument. Both of them are in the late Nascent Soul stage, and after such a deep discussion, they have both made progress.
And Jianchou finally took this opportunity to get a general understanding of the current situation of the Nineteen Continents.
In the Central Region, due to the incident in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, there was a secret rift between the Left Three Thousand Cliffs and Kunwu Mountain. She had known about this for a long time, so she would not mention it for now. In the Right Three Thousand Tomorrow Star Sea, due to the appearance of Qu Zhengfeng, the forces were reshuffled and changed drastically, which was also something Jianchou had experienced before, so there was nothing much to say.
But when it comes to the North Region and the South Region, it’s quite interesting.
Compared to the Central Region, the Northern Region is very vast, but there are only four sects distributed in it, and these four sects belong to two lineages.
The West Sea Zen Sect and the Snowland Tantric Sect belong to Buddhism, while the Yin Sect and the Yang Sect belong to Taoism.
The Yin and Yang sects have always been at odds with each other and have accumulated old grudges. In the past two years, they have been fighting each other violently; the West Sea Zen Sect is as peaceful as ever, but over in the Snow Region Tantric Sect, there are hidden storms.
"It is said that Kunwu Yashan has noticed various abnormalities in the snow region not long ago and sent some people to investigate."
"At the time, I was still traveling outside, so I didn't ask much. I just knew that the matter involved the Extreme Region."
"It seems that the order of reincarnation in the Extreme Region has been disrupted, which has triggered a fight between the New Secret and Old Secret factions in the Snow Region. In addition, the Holy Son Jiye has appeared again, and the situation is really dangerous and unpredictable."
The matter of the Holy Son of Snowland and the Way of Reincarnation is no longer a secret for someone of Wang Que's status and realm.
Once you have reached a certain level of cultivation, you will naturally be qualified to know.
He stepped on the Hermit Sword under his feet, but his eyes revealed a hint of worry.
"If you count carefully, the Yin-Yang boundary war between the Nineteen Continents and the Extreme Territory has lasted for eleven generations. The cultivators of the Nineteen Continents have grown stronger, but there are also many ambitious people in the Extreme Territory."
"Eleven generations are enough for them to rest and recuperate."
"Perhaps, it will come back again, who knows..."
The Battle of Yin and Yang…
Before being trapped in the Polar Region, Jianchou knew very little about this fact, but after returning to the Nineteen Continents after sixty years, this matter began to appear frequently among the people around her.
Thinking more optimistically, perhaps this means that she is now qualified to know more things
She was a cultivator who had participated in the Extreme Domain Tripod Competition, and perhaps she was one of the few cultivators in the Nineteen Continents who had some knowledge of the Extreme Domain.
He even had a fight with King Qin Guang, the Lord of Hell in the First Palace.
All the things that happened in the Jiyu, as well as the many unsolved mysteries, passed through Jianchou's heart.
The remnant soul of the nine-headed bird at the entrance of the Black Wind Cave in the Eighteen Layers of Hell; the strange and ferocious Buddha statues standing in the prisons of each layer and the countless corpses and bones buried under the Buddha statues; and the extremely mysterious Snowland Saint Jiye; and...
Zhong Lanling.
The ghost cultivator from the extreme realm who was barefoot and holding a zither like a wanderer.
Jianchou still remembered that he felt that she was familiar to him, so he tried to find out her origins, and then he told her everything he had seen and heard since he could remember.
At the edge of the Yellow Spring, on the shore of the underworld.
Across the long bridge, there are countless dry bones and coffins.
"Daoist friend Jianchou?"
Wang Que had finished speaking for a while, but he heard Jianchou beside him not speaking for a long time. Turning around, he saw that she was frowning, as if she was thinking of something difficult. He couldn't help feeling a little confused.
Jianchou finally came back to his senses and said, "I was just thinking about something else and was a little absent-minded. If Daoist Wang Que's words are true, I'm afraid the day when the Nineteen Continents will be in turmoil again will not be far away."
"I hope it won't be too much trouble."
After all, these were things that hadn't happened yet, so Wang couldn't say for sure. But with all the anomalies in the Snow Region Secret Sect, and the foreshadowing of the Kunwu Hundred Years of Disaster, and the Ji Region ready to make a move, even the most open-minded person wouldn't feel very relaxed.
"But even in the southeastern wilderness, there has been some unrest in recent days."
Jianchou knew this.
Thousands of years ago, Kunwu Baji Daozun cleansed the Southeastern Wilds and severely damaged the three demons, so that in the years after Baji Daozun ascended to heaven, the Southeastern Wilds were able to recover.
But during this period of time, the Hero's Tomb among the Three Demon Paths has been taken over by the young master Yong Zhou, not to mention that Gui sent out a powerful figure, Shen Wenxing.
Apart from that, that Shen Yao who suddenly appeared didn't seem to be someone who was easy to deal with either.
It seems that chaos is about to occur in these nineteen continents.
Jianchou thought about it and couldn't help shaking his head, looking far away and just looking forward.
The waning moon in the sky has sunk.
The three thousand rolling mountains on the left looked particularly blurry in the fading night. The long-lost Jiutou River, like a glowing ribbon in the darkness, reflected the cold moonlight in the sky, winding through the mountains and valleys, flowing forever.
The Kunwu Peaks, located at the easternmost part of Zuosanqian, stand quietly on the inner side of the largest bay of Jiutou River.
The main Kunwu Peak in the center is far higher than the ten surrounding peaks and has a transcendent air.
A long mountain path extends upward from the foot of the mountain. Some Kunwu disciples who got up early are already walking on the path, either breathing or practicing swordplay.
A ray of white light came from afar and landed on the mountain path.
When the Kunwu disciples on the road saw the newcomer, they all bowed and saluted.
"Brother Wu Duan."
"Brother Wu."
"Hello, Senior Brother."
…
Wu Duan, who had just returned from the self-proclaimed Demon Sword Sect, was wearing a snow-white robe covered with dust. He put away the White Bone Dragon Sword and asked directly, "Where is Master now?"
"Thank you, Senior Brother, for forming the elixir today. The Sect Master should be in the Hall of the Heavens."
A disciple heard this and quickly responded.
Wu Duan's brows wrinkled slightly.
Although the master had mentioned the Kunwu catastrophe of a hundred years, he just couldn't like Xie Buchen, the so-called man who could turn the tide and stop the catastrophe.
"Where are Senior Brothers Zhao Zhuo and Yue He, and Junior Brother Wang Que?"
The disciple replied, "Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Yue are both back, and should be in the Zhutian Hall now. As for Senior Brother Wang Que, he should have returned two days ago, but he said he had something to do in the Star Sea tomorrow and would have to stay a little longer. But if we calculate the days, he should have returned today."
Tomorrow's Star Sea...
Upon hearing these four words, Wu Duan's heart became much more complicated. He thought of Qu Zhengfeng, who had fought with him at the Dameng Reef in the West Sea in the past and who had now become the Sword Emperor. Then he thought of Senior Sister Jianchou from Yashan who had become famous in the star sea not long ago.
"You go ahead."
He waved his hand, signaling the disciple to retreat, and then he turned into a stream of light and headed straight for the Yunhai Square hanging high above the Yihe Palace.
At some point, a huge formation had been set up in the square.
One after another, deep blue spirit beads were placed according to mysterious positions, and one after another, faint light blue streams of light flowed between the spirit beads.
The wind blows and the clouds move.
The snow-white ground of the square, under the dim light of the waning moon, looked like it was covered with a layer of frost and snow.
What a quiet and beautiful picture this is!
Kunwu's Frost Moon Sea of Clouds has always been as famous as the Eight Scenic Spots of Yashan.
After so many years, such scenes have long been engraved in Wu Duan's mind, and he is no longer surprised by them.
When he reached the sea of clouds, he fell down.
A cloud of swirling air was startled by the air currents stirred up when he fell, and rolled away in all directions. Then, the figure standing outside the formation, at the edge of the square, seemed not to be startled either, and turned in this direction.
He has a tall and slender figure and his green robe flutters in the wind.
Between the slender jade-like fingers, a ruler of unknown material was tapped. It looked like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade, about one foot long and only two fingers wide. Although there was no aura emanating from it, the surrounding wind and clouds seemed to become a little quieter when approaching it.
It’s Xie Buchen.
He always carries an air of nobility that no one else has, perhaps this is related to his background before he entered the Nineteenth Continent.
But not annoying.
Because the scholarly air between his brows neutralized that feeling of being inaccessible.
Wu Duan, who has now reached the out-of-body stage, can easily see the other party's current cultivation level—empty, nothing.
There was not even a trace of spiritual energy flowing through his body!
It was as if the person standing in this square was not the original Xie Buchen, not a cultivator, nor the thirteenth true disciple of Zhenren Hengxu, but a mortal.
Wu Duan remembered very clearly that today, he was going to form a pill.
But he also remembered that when Xie Buchen was still in the foundation-building stage, he was already able to cross a realm and fly over the river.
It would be better for him to stay out of the matter between the Master and this Junior Brother Xie.
"Thank you, Junior Brother."
Thinking this in his mind, Wu Duan called out indifferently.
"Brother Wu."
Xie Buchen also nodded in return and greeted him in a faint voice, then looked towards the Hall of the Heavens at the end of the square.
"Master, several elders, and senior brothers are all waiting in the hall."
"Then I'll go report first."
Wu Duan also looked over there and vaguely saw the figures in the hall. He guessed that they were probably discussing the Zuo Sanqian meeting that was about to start in the next few days and the matters of the Demon Sealing Sword Sect.
"Luckily I came back in time and was able to see Junior Brother Xie forming his elixir. Today he has achieved the phoenix nirvana and rebuilt his cultivation. I would like to congratulate Junior Brother Xie first."
Xie Buchen seemed not to have heard the deep meaning and hostility hidden in this sentence. He remained calm and said with a faint smile: "I would like to accept Senior Brother Wu's good words."
Wu Duan's relationship with him had never been very good.
The two people who had fought on Jiutou River knew this very well. A few words of greeting were necessary etiquette between fellow disciples.
But if we want to have a deep conversation, let’s not even ask if Xie Buchen has the time, even Wu Duan is too lazy to go.
So after saying these two sentences, he nodded, said nothing more, and went straight to the Hall of the Heavens at the end of the sea of clouds.
However, before leaving, he couldn't help but take another look at the ink ruler in Xie Buchen's hand.
In my memory, is there such a magic weapon above Kunwu
Wu Duan's brows furrowed a little deeper, but they relaxed when he entered the Great Hall of the Heavens. He walked directly into the hall and bowed: "Disciple Wu Duan, I pay my respects to the Master."
"No need to be so polite. How is the Demon Sealing Sword Sect doing?"
Zhenren Hengxu sat high up in the air, his neat and tidy Taoist robe, even the folds of his clothes, exuded a sense of transcendence. However, at this moment, his expression was not very relaxed.
Wu Duan stood up and replied, "Five people died, three were seriously injured, and eleven were slightly injured. The mountain protection formation was intact. But no one saw who the murderer was. The disciples tracked him for several days and guessed that it was Xiahou She who was expelled from the sword sect earlier."
"Alas, the Demon Sealing Sword Sect is too confused about this matter!"
Zhenren Hengxu did not say anything, but a Kunwu elder beside him sighed, and his words showed that he felt sorry for Xiahou She.
"The inheritance of the Lord of Ten Thousand Weapons of the Sealing Demon Sword Sect has not been opened for thousands of years, and this little kid got the inheritance by chance. It's a pity that they did things too ruthlessly before, and it's no wonder that the child has a rebellious heart. What's more, he suffered the humiliation of being expelled. If it weren't for Lu Xiangleng of Baiyue Valley to save him, he would have died long ago."
Zhenren Hengxu saw things very clearly, and although he was the leader of three thousand sects, there was no partiality in his words.
"Now is the critical moment for me to form a pill again. Since the person has not been caught, this matter will come to an end for the time being. Let's focus on the present first."
"yes."
Everyone murmured yes.
Wu Duan naturally had no objection. After reporting the matter, he naturally stepped aside and stood next to his second senior brother Yue He, who was on the right side of Zhenren Hengxu.
Compared to the eldest senior brother Zhao Zhuo's steadiness and plain appearance, the second senior brother Yue He has a handsome face and a rather cold look. The silver mark that winds from his neck to his earlobe is in line with his famous "Jiang Liu Sword Intent", which flows slowly along with the aura around him.
Sixty years ago, he was ordered by his master to travel, and it would take a long time for him to return.
But now it was about to rain on the mountains of Nineteen Continents, and no one knew what would happen if they turned back, so they returned early.
Except for Wang Que who was temporarily delayed in Tomorrow Star Sea and had not yet returned, almost all of the thirteen true disciples under Zhenren Hengxu were in the hall.
Zhao Zhuo, Yue He, Wu Duan, Situ Xing, Shu Yiwang, Fang Yu, Dong Zhui, Cui Shisan, Jin Feng, Xue Zong, Duan Hong...
None of them has a cultivation level lower than Nascent Soul!
Zhenren Hengxu's gaze swept across each of his disciples.
Those who could enter Kunwu and be chosen by him were all rare geniuses. But to be fair, none of them could compare with the "Qu Ersha" that Fudao often teased.
Even Jianchou, who had just entered Yashan, surpassed Wang Que, and had a sense of coming from behind to win...
Yashan, Yashan.
These two words, like a burning brand, left a deep mark in his heart over the years.
shadow!
The huge Zhoutian star array behind him was still glowing with silver light.
When the first ray of sunlight appeared in the east, Zhenren Hengxu finally stood up slowly in silence and walked to the front of the Hall of All Heavens.
The wide Yunhai Square had become bright at this moment.
Xie Buchen sat cross-legged on the edge of the square.
The carefully prepared formation had been fully deployed behind him, and the glass-like blue light almost turned his entire figure into light blue.
The dark green sleeves of the clothes fell loosely on the ground.
He placed his hands on his knees, one hand gently pressing on the ink ruler, while the other hand made a mysterious finger gesture.
As the sun rose in the east, his hand gestures changed faster and faster.
In an instant, only a shadow remained.
The formation behind him became even more intense.
When the red rising sun completely emerged from the horizon, Xie Buchen's fingers, which had been turning endlessly, finally stopped at the same time as if they had calculated the time!
“Buzz!”
The formation that covered almost half of the Yunhai Square burst out with thousands of feet of blue light, and went straight towards the sky, as if to destroy it!
The huge Yunhai Square was shaken by this terrifying force and trembled continuously.
Only the figure of Xie Buchen sitting cross-legged on the edge remained standing.
People say that purple air comes from the east.
When the sun rises, purple air fills the place where the sun rises.
Although most people did not know the mystery, they all saw with their own eyes at this moment that after the formation was fully activated, thousands and thousands of purple air flew from the east and intertwined with the blue light of the formation.
Then, a dark golden and ancient seal slowly condensed at the intersection of the two.
The whole process may sound slow, but in fact it only takes two breaths.
Before everyone could see clearly, this seal fell from the sky, from under Xie Buchen's head, covering his entire body...
The jaw-dropping scene finally appeared in front of everyone.
Xie Buchen, who originally had no spiritual power and looked like an ordinary man, actually began to improve his cultivation level visibly!
Qi Refining Stage!
Foundation building period!
Golden Core Stage!
And it has not stopped yet, it is still accumulating and climbing. But the speed becomes slower and slower as time goes by, until it reaches the peak of the late Jindan stage, the whole process gradually stops!
What an incredible scene!
Even the Kunwu people in the Great Hall of the Heavens couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling and took a breath of cold air when they saw it.
From a mere mortal to the peak of the Golden Core realm, it only took a moment...
Only Master Hengxu remained calm, as if he had known it all along.
After this process was over, the dark golden seal gathered together again and condensed at the center of Xie Buchen's eyebrows.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, thunder rumbled between heaven and earth.
Dozens of miles of disaster clouds had covered the area in an instant.
Thousands of dark golden lightning bolts were wandering among the clouds, but they seemed unaware of Xie Buchen's existence. They struck the square, the mountains, and the Jiutou River one after another!
—Not a single one fell on Xie Buchen!
"Is this the legendary 'Douzi'..."
An elder at the back couldn't hide his shock after all, and sighed half in awe and half in admiration.
Blessed by heaven, born to follow the Tao.
To other people, spiritual practice is like climbing to the top of a mountain, where every step is very difficult; but to the so-called "Taoists", it is as easy as walking on flat ground, without any effort.
Hengxu did not answer, but just looked at the figure of Xie Buchen sitting cross-legged at the edge of the square. He remembered what Tianji had shown, the hundred-year catastrophe in Kunwu, and those words.
A hundred years later, this child will replace him.
At this moment, no one could see anything in his insightful and vicissitudes eyes.
Although the Kunwu peaks knew in advance that Xie Buchen was going to condense the elixir again, no one expected such a big commotion. The unusual dark golden lightning was beyond everyone's normal cognition.
For a moment, the whole Kunwu was in a state of excitement.
And at this moment, that ray of moonlight afterimage appeared from outside the Jiutou River Bay, as graceful as a startled swan, flying over!
"Who is coming?"
The alert Kunwu deacon elder Gu Pingsheng discovered the shadow almost immediately, and was about to draw his sword to fight back.
The others also became tense and were about to take action.
But unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Zhenren Hengxu, who was standing in front, calmly waved his hand, signaling them not to take any action for the time being.
Everyone was shocked and confused for a moment.
The figure approached in an instant.
The visitor did not conceal his aura at all, and could be said to be open and aboveboard. Even though Xie Buchen had not yet recovered his cultivation, he could sense it clearly, not to mention that he was already at the peak of the Golden Core stage.
He was standing at the edge of the square, his fingers clasping the ink ruler tighter than before, but he looked over calmly.
Her beauty remains the same, and her hair is as black as a waterfall.
Jianchou was still wearing the same moon-white robe he wore before, and between his picturesque eyebrows and eyes, there was the dignity and tranquility that one could vaguely trace in one's memory, but with an added sense of calmness and composure that came from control.
She came flying in the air, her speed not slowing down, she just laughed loudly, and threw down casually -
“Puff!”
But a residual shadow was seen falling like lightning, and a crack suddenly appeared on the indestructible ground of Yunhai Square, and it was broken like a spider web!
A dark black long sword with a sheath was inserted diagonally one foot to the side of Xie Buchen!
"It has been over sixty years since we last met in the hidden world."
"I came back today and passed by Kunwu. I happened to hear that fellow Daoist Xie survived the catastrophe and formed the elixir for the second time. I was very relieved to see that you were so sad. I came here to congratulate you and return the item to its original owner."
"I only hope that we can meet again someday and reminisce about our old friendship!"
Her clear voice came from the clouds and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xie Buchen raised his head, and could only see her figure moving as fast as when she came, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, passing stunningly over the Kunwu peaks, and then heading towards the direction of Yashan Mountain further east.
All that remained was her lingering voice still echoing in the mountains and the still-trembling Sword of the Human Emperor in front of her.
There seemed to be a faint warmth still lingering on the hilt of the sword...
Reminisce about the past