Fei Shiqian came specially to greet Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu because he was desperate and wanted to give it his all. He also thought that maybe he could contact those famous sects through the two of them.
Now I realize that my understanding of Industrialism seems to be too superficial.
The situation was urgent, and Zhu Changyang did not hesitate to stand up and said, "Let's go to Daishan now."
Fei Shiqian thanked him quickly, but he couldn't help but feel a little worried: "I'm afraid that Guisheng Sect Master may not be willing to listen to you two. After all, Daishan has always been at odds with your sect..."
He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was clear.
Yong Zhoutian and the Industrial Sect have been in constant conflict in Changping over the past year. Their relationship is not tense, but almost non-interaction.
The Daishan side had made things difficult for Fei Shiqian, let alone for Gongye Zong.
"That's not up to him." Jun Shu looked indifferent and said leisurely, "I will snatch it."
Fei Shiqian was shocked:? !
His feeling just now was not wrong. The Industrial Sect really did not take Yong Zhoutian seriously at all!
Zhu Changyang sweatdropped. Ever since the two of them confessed their true feelings to each other, Jun Shu no longer insisted on pretending to be a good person, and he would reveal some of his traditional skills from time to time.
However, this time it was not really Jun Shu who was unreasonable. Elder Hou had agreed to it before, and used it to bully others in Changping for so long. But now he went back on his word and refused, which was really unethical.
Before setting off, Zhu Changyang instructed Jie Li to open Fubiao Mountain first so that the flooded residents in the city could move to the mountain for refuge.
Fei Shiqian and all the family representatives would like to thank them again.
Fei Shiqian suddenly remembered something and called Zhu Changyang: "By the way, I found something yesterday that might interest you."
Zhu Changyang: "What?"
Fei Shiqian took out a piece of black nail from his pocket, "This."
Zhu Changyang took it and looked at it, and found that it was a turtle shell, which was very similar to the one stored in the Changping City Records, except for the words on it were different.
The original inscription was: [Blood at the gate, the city turned into a lake]
This piece of carving is the lost second half of the ballad: [The citizens of the city turned into fish]
The two pieces of turtle shells put together form a complete prophecy.
"This was washed into the city by the flood. I think it should be something from Yongze." Fei Shiqian explained.
Zhu Changyang's heart moved and he glanced at Jun Shu.
Jun Shu nodded.
These two pieces of turtle shell were carved by a younger member of the same clan after he stole the old turtle in Yongze City.
Lao Yuan also complained to Shuo Hui about this matter.
Now, thousands of years have passed, those silly little turtles have long since disappeared, but the carapace has remained.
The two of them did not hesitate any longer, put away their turtle armor, and since the no-fly formation in Changping Territory had been temporarily lifted, they flew out of the second-floor window on their swords.
The long sword rose into the air, and looking down from a high place, one could see that the earth was a vast ocean.
This largest mortal city in the Nine Realms seemed incomparably small in the surging water. Those ingeniously crafted pavilions and towers, and the rows of shops seemed like tiny boxes that would collapse at the slightest blow.
The floodwaters continued to pour in from the south and the water level continued to rise.
Zhu Changyang suddenly had a feeling that even if he got the Sun and Moon Pot, he might not be able to withstand this vast torrent.
But there is no better choice right now.
Jun Shu noticed his emotions and held his hand: "Don't be afraid."
"Don't be afraid." Zhu Changyang tried to remain calm and held his hand. "There will definitely be a way."
After thinking about it, he took out the jade tablet and sent a message to the group of the Nine Realms Sect Leaders.
Even if we can't control the flood, at least we have to save the people in this city.
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The Pi Shui Sword pierced through the flying rain curtain and headed north along the Penxue River.
Both banks of the lower reaches of the river have been flooded, while the waves in the upper reaches are still surging like raging madness.
Through the layers of huge waves gushing out like blizzards, you can see a dark green mountain standing proudly between heaven and earth in the distance.
The present Daishan is what remains of the ancient Daishan.
Ten thousand years ago, the majestic and boundless ancient Dai Mountain collapsed in floods and earthquakes, with mud and rocks sweeping down, and most of it was razed to the ground. It then split into different continents along with the mainland, a large part of which was the Unnamed Region that was later shrouded in clouds and fog.
The remaining part of the mountain today is actually only one percent of the ancient Dai Mountain, but among the nine regions and eighteen continents after the split, it has become an absolutely famous mountain and river.
The mountain peaks rise into the clouds, and the green tiles and golden buildings among the clouds are still shining brightly in the vast rain.
This is Yong Zhoutian, the most advanced weapon refining sect in the Southwestern Region.
Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu stopped at the mountain gate and submitted their visiting cards according to the procedure. They were worried that they would be turned away, but unexpectedly they were invited into the main hall very quickly.
Several elders came out to greet them personally.
The leading deacon elder walked hurriedly, and even through a door, he saluted them from a distance: "Masters, Mr. Jun, I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar!"
Zhu Changyang was a little surprised, and he and Jun Shu stepped forward and said, "Sorry to bother you, elders."
"No, no." The deacon elder waved his hands repeatedly and said awkwardly, "You came at the right time. Otherwise, I would have shamelessly come to your door to beg you."
Zhu Changyang was even more puzzled: "Why is this?"
"Alas! This is a long story..." The deacon elder sighed heavily, exchanged glances with the other elders, and then spoke with a face full of shame, "Masters, our elder Hou has been disrespectful to you before, and has made serious mistakes. I have no face to trouble you, but now the situation is critical..."
Zhu Changyang became more and more confused as he listened, and hurriedly interrupted, "Elder, please speak directly."
The deacon elder stopped talking, coughed dryly, and asked eagerly, "Masters, you have great influence in the Nine Regions. Can you please open your mouth and ask the masters of the Heart Pavilion to come forward and persuade our master to take out the Sun and Moon Pot?"
Wait, this seems to be what he wants the elders to do
Seeing his puzzled expression, the deacon elder quickly explained the reason.
It turned out that since more than 20 years ago, Gui Shengmo suddenly began to go into seclusion frequently and handed over all the affairs of the sect to Elder Hou to manage.
Elder Hou is a domineering person, and other high-ranking members of Yong Zhoutian do not really agree with him, so they have repeatedly advised the sect leader against this.
However, Gui Shengmo remained unmoved and allowed Elder Hou to dominate alone. He finally made a big mistake, bringing shame to the entire Yong Zhoutian and becoming a laughing stock in the entire cultivation world.
After returning from Yingzhou this time, Gui Shengmo finally stopped indulging Elder Hou and mercilessly threw him into the dungeon.
The senior leaders thought that the sect leader had finally come to his senses and was going to reorganize the sect, but Gui Shengmo turned around, took the Sun and Moon Pot, and went into seclusion again.
If it were an ordinary situation, it would be fine. There are so many senior leaders who can share the responsibilities of the sect.
It just so happened that there was heavy rain in Changping for several days, and Yongze was flooded.
It should be noted that Changping Realm is at the foot of Daishan Mountain. Although there are occasional conflicts between the two, they are of the same blood after all, and Yong Zhoutian cannot sit idly by.
In a desperate situation, several elders came together to ask Gui Shengmo to take out the Sun and Moon Pot to save Changping from danger.
Unexpectedly, Gui Shengmo ignored him and even said nonsense.
At this point, the deacon elder was still a little indignant, "Back then, the Changming Patriarch left behind the Changming Sky Lantern, and ordered his descendants to light the Sky Lantern every Mid-Autumn Festival to illuminate Changping and share the spiritual glory of the magic weapon with mortals. We have not dared to forget it for thousands of years, but the sect leader said, 'Mortal ants, what does it have to do with me?' How can we be worthy of the ancestor's teachings!"
Seeing that he had said too much, the other person hurriedly stopped him and said, "That's enough."
The deacon elder realized that he had lost his composure and stopped talking, but he was still annoyed and said with emotion, "When the lord first came to the throne, he was full of vigor and energy and worked hard to govern. I didn't expect that because of that, he would become like this. Forget it, let's not talk about it..."
The elders were unable to persuade Gui Shengmo, so they could only hope that the outside world could help put some pressure on him.
And now, the most prestigious person in the Nine Regions is Zhu Changyang.
The more Zhu Changyang listened, the more strange it seemed to him. Fei Shiqian had previously said that Gui Shengmo used to be a kind and righteous person, and was quite close to Changping. How could he ignore him now
While I was thinking, I heard Jun Shu sneer: "No need to wait for others to come, where is Gui Shengmo now? I will go find him to learn from him."
Several elders were shocked and tried to dissuade him: "Absolutely not."
Gui Shengmo is still the leader of Yong Zhoutian after all. No matter how dissatisfied they are, they cannot allow outsiders to take action here.
What's more, he is a natural born demon. If he gets unhappy and destroys Yong Zhoutian, they will be too ashamed to face their master.
"Stop dithering." Jun Shu said impatiently, "If you stop me, I'll spar with you too."
Several elders: “…”
"Calm down." Zhu Changyang pressed Jun Shu, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Excuse me, elders, what exactly is Guisheng Sect Master practicing in his long years of seclusion?"
Usually, if one becomes the leader of a sect, one must take care of the sect's affairs.
Only when there is a major breakthrough will one go into seclusion to practice. However, it is quite rare in the entire world of cultivation to be able to practice in seclusion for more than twenty years like Gui Shengmo.
But judging from all the information, Gui Shengmo seems to have not released any new works in the past twenty years.
Several elders looked at each other, seeming to be at a loss for words.
The deacon elder was straightforward and responded, "To be honest, the sect master has been researching the Everlasting Sky Lantern for many years."
Zhu Changyang was puzzled: "Isn't that what your ancestor left behind?"
"That's right." The deacon elder said. Yongzhutian founded the sect with lamps. In front was the Changming Lantern which could illuminate the origin of all things, and in the back was the Hongchen Lantern which could create the illusion of the mortal world.
The name of the sect, Yong Zhou, also comes from this meaning.
All the disciples in the sect are proficient in this art, and Gui Shengmo is the best among them.
Since Gui Shengmo entered the art of lantern making, he has been immersed in the study of various lantern techniques, and is particularly obsessed with the Ever-Bright Lantern. During the past twenty years of seclusion, he has spent most of his time with the Ever-Bright Lantern.
"The sect leader believes that the founder did not refine the Eternal Sky Lantern to its utmost perfection. If a more advanced Mahayana magic can be found, the Sky Lantern can be further refined, and even break through the boundaries of the blue sky and illuminate the outside world..."
The deacon elder couldn't help but sigh when he said this.
It is a good thing for the leader of a sect to have a spirit of seeking the truth, but to be obsessed with it to such an extent that he disregards the safety of the sect and thousands of mortals is really too much.
"Is that so?" Zhu Changyang's mind raced, and he soon came up with an idea. He smiled and said, "Could you please tell the elder that I have some advanced lamp-refining magic that I would like to exchange with him?"
The deacon elder was puzzled: "Really?"
"Of course it's real." Zhu Changyang casually took out a dance floor light ball. "I can't say anything about our industry, but we do have some experience in making lights."
As he spoke, he pressed the button to consecrate the light, and the dancing, gorgeous lights instantly illuminated the entire hall.
It was also accompanied by waves of passionate and exciting music.
The developer poked his mouth out of his pocket, and the carbon head danced to the rhythm expertly, "Meow, meow!"
Several elders: “…”
Studio:
[Hahaha, no matter how many times I watch the world of cultivation with disco, it's still so magical! ]
[The Fairy Palace stage, come together!]
[Shangzai, stop it now. Don’t really become a crazy kitten! ]
(End of this chapter)