The Troll King and Song Chucai had always known that Master Fu Qing had great ambitions, but they never imagined that it would be so great. The purpose was to get rid of the Xuantian Sword Sect. They had known that it could become a holy land, and its background was absolutely unimaginable to outsiders.
But they, who are also in the Holy Land, know extremely well that even though the Xuantian Sword Sect seems to be in decline now, after all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Not to mention counterattack, the Xuantian Sword Sect's famous sect-protecting formation, The Ten Thousand Qingyin Sword Formation is enough for them to drink a pot.
After hesitating for a moment, the Troll King asked with some uncertainty, "Does Master Fu Qing mean to take the opportunity to get rid of the name of the Xuantian Sword Sect Holy Land, or does he take the opportunity to get rid of the entire sect?"
"Both." Master Fu Qing's eyes were half-squinted, and an unpredictable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing the astonished expression of the Troll King, Master Fu Qing raised his eyebrows, "What? Could it be that you are not interested in the three second-grade spiritual veins and countless treasures in Xuantian Sword Sect. As long as we discuss it properly, I don't believe us The three families cannot destroy the Xuantian Sword Sect if they join forces."
The Troll King was a little agitated. Only Song Chu was calm and understood that some things were not as simple as imagined. Moreover, everyone knew Fu Qing's ambition. He was afraid that even his own Yuehua Academy would be involved, but Song Chu took advantage of the opportunity. Still think it is feasible.
Thinking of this, Song Chu smiled gloomily, "What did Master Fu Qing say? Of course we have ideas, but we are afraid that although the ideas are good, Xuantian Sword Sect will not be easy to mess with."
"Hahaha, there's no rush. I have my own plan. When the time comes, just wait and take advantage of me. This is the first step. Then we will dominate the sects and the Holy Land." Master Fu Qing suddenly said He laughed, his eyes plotting something.
The Troll King and Song Chucai looked at each other. Neither of them were surprised. They knew in their hearts that the last sentence was what Master Fu Qing wanted to express.
Suddenly, Master Fu Qing's expression stiffened. He looked at the door of the sect and said softly, "The Master of Baihua Valley is here. Please call your disciples over. We should start preparations. As for other things I will only inform you two."
The two of them arrived yesterday, and the disciples of the sect were naturally playing on the nearby mountain peaks with the disciples of Wandao Sect. After all, it was rare to go out and appreciate the scenery elsewhere. Generally, people with less than a certain level of cultivation were not allowed to go out to practice walking.
At this time, calling out the disciples of their respective sects to the center of the Taoist leader was naturally to prepare for the upcoming exchange meeting of the Seven Holy Lands. And because today is a special day, Wandao Sect's mountain gate formation is wide open, so the rest of the Holy Land people There is no need to notify you when you arrive.
Although it seems that the entire Wandao Sect has relaxed, it is still tight on the outside and tight on the inside. All the elders have been released, and there must be no evil demons who dare to cause trouble today.
The Seven Holy Lands Exchange Meeting is held in turn every time. Of course, except for the two weirdos Wuming Temple and Xuankong Guan, one never participates in this event, and the other does not hold this event at all, so now many people can’t even find the address of Xuankong Guan’s sect. No one knows that this holy land has always been mysterious. Each inheritance is basically passed down from generation to generation. The number of people in the entire sect can be counted on one hand, but the strength of each person is profound and unpredictable.
A moment later, several rays of pink light enveloped several figures from far to near, and arrived at the center of the dojo. Master Fu Qing, the Troll King, and Song Chucai all stood up.
Deep in Yanzhou, Zhao Jiuge and his party were driving quickly. After more than an hour of rapid flight, they were not far from the Wandao Sect. What was interesting was that not long ago, they met three Taoist priests. A well-dressed man, but when they met, the middle-aged Taoist priest over there made eye contact with Jian Wuxin for a moment, smiled and left first. When he left, he also looked at several members of Xuantian Sword Sect. Disciple, there is a lot of amusement in his eyes.
Then Jian Wuxin explained in a deep voice, "The three people just now were from the Xuankong Temple, but I didn't expect that the Xuankong Temple would come again this year. I thought they would not come to participate like the Wuming Temple, but something strange It has been passed down from generation to generation in the past, why is there an extra person this time?"
Not long after, the group finally arrived outside the Wandao Sect. Looking around, they saw several short peaks surrounding each other. The entrance was in the canyon in the middle. Because the sect's protective formation was open at the moment, The surfaces of several mountain peaks were covered with colorful rays of light, and there was a faint light curtain. From time to time, streams of spiritual power and fluctuations came from the transparent light curtain.
Zhao Jiuge looked at the Wandao Sect, which was different from the Xuantian Sword Sect, and was a little surprised, wondering if this was the Wandao Sect. Although it was not as fairyland-like as his own sect, it was better because of the pleasant scenery and clean air.
One is like a fairyland in heaven, and the other is more down-to-earth, like a fairyland on earth.
The ten people all calmed down with a tacit understanding at this moment. Xiaofeng even retreated directly to the back of the team. Jian Wuxin looked sharply at the Wan Dao Sect, whose scenery was no worse than Xuantian Sword Sect, and said in a deep voice, " Let’s go and spend some time to clear this guy up.”
For a moment, several disciples looked expectant and excited, while several elders were secretly on guard.
The Wandao Sect's sect is guarded by disciples. Today, they naturally welcomed the teams from other holy places at the door. However, Jian Wuxin had no intention of staying at all. He took the lead through the canyon with his flying sword, and several others followed closely. in.
Ten figures with ten flying swords emanating spiritual light, more than a dozen disciples at the door were stunned, and they didn't even react when they looked at the disappearing figure.
For a long time, the leader, a slender young man, looked at the direction in which the group of people wearing the sword robes representing the Xuantian Sword Sect disappeared, and said with disdain, "I thought who was coming, but it turned out to be this group of Xuantian Swordsmen." You are a coward, you ran away from the last sect martial arts competition, but you still dare to come to this exchange meeting, haven't you learned your lesson?"
The disciples around him all agreed. The last sect martial arts competition was naturally lively, and many of these dozen people had participated.
The arrogant disciples were naturally a little unhappy to drive the flying sword in without even saying hello, but who made today a special day? Normally the sect is not open, so letting someone break in like this would be a huge event. , can be characterized as trespassing! It can kill immediately. The sect leader was inside ready to welcome him, and the lanky young man was too lazy to cause trouble.
Jian Wuxin had obviously been to the Ten Thousand Dao Sect. As soon as he came in, he led everyone to fly to the right. Soon everyone saw the huge dojo, and there were no less than fifty or sixty people gathered in the center at this moment, except for the one in the middle. In addition to the seven eye-catching seats, twenty or thirty more seats were added around it.
Five of the seven seats are already occupied. Although Wumingsi has not come to participate in the Seven Holy Lands Exchange Meeting for who knows how many times, this seat has been reserved for them out of respect. The remaining ones who haven't come yet are obviously the people from Xuantian Sword Sect.
Except for the seven positions of the main seat, the seats next to them are all those that follow the elders. As for the young disciples, they stand beside them respectfully.
When Jian Wuxin saw the group of people in the field, these people had already sensed the arrival of Jian Wuxin and his group, and they couldn't help but look at the people coming with some different meanings, wanting to see the Xuantian Sword Sect. Is it still the same as previous years, with a shabby lineup
Master Fu Qing, who was wearing a purple gold Taoist robe with the Yin and Yang Bagua printed on the back, narrowed his eyes at the moment and looked at the group of people who were coming. When he saw that the leader was Jian Wuxin, an imperceptible evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. , there was a fierce look in his eyes, and then he immediately stood up from where he was sitting, laughed loudly, and shouted loudly, "I want to see if Jian Wuxin has made any progress over the years."
At this moment, in addition to the Troll King and Song Chucai, there are two more people in charge. One is the middle-aged Taoist priest Zhao Jiuge and the others met on the road, Yuan Yixiu, the master of Xuankong Temple. The other one is a cool woman wearing a white neon dress. This woman, who is about thirty years old, is the owner of Baihua Valley, Hua Lingsu.
Some people present were shocked when they heard this, thinking that Fu Qing might be taking action before he even started. Although they knew that Fu Qing had surpassed them, broke through the spiritual sea realm, and reached the Dao Yuan realm, they were not so impatient. Only the Troll King and Song Chu knew what was going on.
As soon as he finished speaking, Master Fu Qing jumped up from the stool and stepped on the air with his right foot. There was no movement. A strong aura was exuded from his whole body. The purple gold Taoist robe on his body whirred and he started running. The hair is also windless automatically.
Feeling this aura, everyone present was shocked. The spiritual pressure of this Dao Yuan realm was so strong. Although the Linghai realm was only one realm away from the Dao Yuan realm, the strength it brought was hugely different. Different places.
Master Fu Qing did not hold a whisk or any magic weapon in his hand. He only saw that the spiritual power around him did not roar at all, but with a dull depression, the green and yellow spiritual power slowly gathered.
Then an illusory mountain suddenly appeared in the void, looming, as if the green mountains were hidden in the fog.
Hua Lingsu and Yuan Yixiu looked at each other. Although their hearts were shaken, they were still stable because they had a little understanding of Master Fu Qing's cultivation.
The Troll King and Song Chucai could no longer hide their shock. Even though they had overestimated the strength of Master Fu Qing before, they did not expect that a casual strike could be so powerful. I became deeply afraid.
The other elders of the Holy Land present here all possess the cultivation level of the Spirit Sea Realm. There is an indescribable meaning in their eyes for Master Fu Qing who has broken through the cultivation level. They are complicated and envious. Not to mention the remaining chief disciple and the disciples who came with him to participate, everyone looked at this scene in astonishment.
Zhao Jiuge, Jiulian, Fang Qiwen and Wang Yong were still calm, while Chen Hailong's face turned a little pale.
Spiritual power transforms mountains and rivers. This is already a characteristic of the Daoyuan realm. Seeing the sudden mountain attack, Chen Hailong was obviously full of fear.
Xiaofeng on the side looked at this scene with no expression. Everything seemed calm and calm. However, he frowned obviously when he saw the reactions of several disciples. The difference in character was clearly visible. This Chen Hailong was obviously inferior.
"What a spiritual power that transforms mountains and rivers. It seems that this old guy Fu Qing wants to give us a showdown as soon as he breaks through to the Daoyuan realm." Xu Jiahui said with a smile, without any fear, even if there was an accident and he had to fight, he would not show any fear. Don't be afraid, their lineup is not as simple as it appears.
"I want to see who is threatening whom, but I am worried that I will not find a chance to scare the monkeys." Jian Wuxin smiled calmly. Then the flying sword under his feet shone with aura, and he sped up and rushed out of the team, heading towards the transformed mountain.
"When we meet old friends, why don't you give me a big gift as soon as you come?" A loud shout spread throughout the dojo. After saying this, Jian Wuxin's purple clothes floated with indescribable grace.