When the five major immortal sects of Yue Kingdom decided to join forces to fight against the Yinshan Sect, they naturally had the confidence.
And this confidence is also very simple. It is nothing more than the five major immortal sects joining forces to monolithize the Yue Kingdom. It is not easy for the Yinshan Sect to reach out. However, the development of the form is beyond their expectations. In Yinshan Under the strong pressure of the sect, too many problems occurred within the five major immortal sects, causing the alliance to collapse without lasting long...
The collapse of the five immortal sects, coupled with the rise of the Yue royal family, naturally put them in an even more embarrassing decline.
In this kind of decline, it was inevitable that the mountain was forced to be closed, businesses everywhere were destroyed, and even some disciples who went out were killed. Compared with that series of changes, Wu Qing's death , it can only be regarded as a trivial matter!
Fang Yuan did not let Junior Sister Xiao Qiao continue talking because he wanted to grasp the overall situation first...
only…
Thinking of the woman who had fought alongside him in the Devil's Breath Lake, he still felt a strange emotion rising in his heart.
Fang Yuan poured a cup of alchemy tea on the ground as a token of his gratitude, and then Fang Yuan said nothing more.
The Dharma boat swayed and flew towards Vietnam, and then quickly approached the Qingyang Sect.
Along the way, the Yuewangting Divine Guards did not pursue them again, nor did they encounter any strong enemies. After a day's work, Fang Yuan's Dharma Boat stopped steadily in front of Qingyang Zong Mountain, far away. He could see the mist between the mountains, and under the gloomy dusk light, he could vaguely see a spiritual light shrouding the mountains, looming like a huge cover.
Fang Yuan looked at it and recognized it naturally. It looked like the mountain guarding formation was completely destroyed.
"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, please stay here for a moment while I go ask someone to open the formation!"
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao looked a little excited and said with a smile: "The teachers will be extremely happy when they hear that you are back!"
As she spoke, she had already taken off the Dharma boat.
After a while, the large formation in front of the mountain gate slowly opened a passage, just enough for the Dharma Boat to fly into it.
It can be seen that several disciples of Qingyang Sect guarding the formation wearing red were revealed in the formation. They were all in the formation at this time. Some of them looked towards Fang Yuan in surprise and surprise, but strangely, there were no I saw an elder or deacon coming to greet...
However, at this time, it was naturally not a time for pomp and circumstance. Fang Yuan took control of the Dharma Boat and slowly sailed into the mountain gate.
After parking the Dharma boat in a valley, he, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao and others walked towards the main peak of Qingyang.
Now I return to the mountain gate and look at the old scenery. I can still see it clearly, such as Jade Bee Cliff, Ghost Weeping Rock, Zaiji Pavilion, Xiaozhu Peak, and other five peaks and twelve scenic spots. The green mountains remain the same, the clear water flows, the carved corridors and painted buildings, and the road. Yunxian Hall is really indescribably familiar, but maybe because I came back at dusk, I always feel that the old scenery of Qingyang Sect seems to be covered with a layer of sadness and loses a lot of vitality.
For some reason, at this time, there was still no deacon or elder familiar to Fang Yuan, but Fang Yuan naturally did not want to wait any longer. He gathered the clouds with his fingers, soared into the sky, and flew straight towards the main peak of Qingyang Sect. , frowning slightly.
"Ask the Immortal Sect for help..."
"If we are not willing to be loyal, it is really difficult to break up in this world, and my family will not allow it..."
When he first arrived at the main peak, Fang Yuan saw that at the mountain gate where he and Zhou Qingyue had passed each other, there were nearly a hundred Qingyang Sect disciples kneeling on their knees, each with their faces full of sorrow. Sad, crying towards the main peak.
Opposite them, there were still several inner disciples wearing red robes, glaring at them, and the two sides were facing each other.
"What are they?"
Fang Yuan saw these people, and even saw some familiar shadows inside, and his expression was slightly startled.
"them… "
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao glanced at those people with a bitter smile on her face: "I begged the Immortal Sect to let them leave!"
"Let them go?"
Fang Yuan was slightly startled and seemed a little confused.
Thinking back to when he first arrived at the Qingyang Sect, what a scene it was, everyone was eager for the opportunity to cultivate immortality. At that time, how many people who were not talented enough to be admitted by the Qingyang Sect knelt in front of the mountain all day long, begging to be admitted into the sect and given the gift How could I have imagined that when I came back this time, I would see the completely opposite scene. I didn't see anyone wanting to worship at the gate, but I saw nearly a hundred disciples wanting to withdraw.
As if she could read Fang Yuan's thoughts, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao whispered: "Since the rise of Yue Wang Ting and the collapse of the five immortal sect alliances, all the major immortal sects have been under terrible pressure. Among them, the most targeted ones are Naturally, it is our Qingyang Sect. In the past few years, all Qingyang Sect disciples will be killed as soon as they leave the mountain. Even if they do not leave the mountain, many of their families and relatives will suffer. Threats, thus gradually making people panic, restless, and unable to stay still!"
"Actually, before this, the sect could not bear the pressure and had already let a group of disciples leave..."
When Junior Sister Xiao Qiao said this, her face turned slightly gloomy and she said: "However, most of the people who were let go that time were the children of the Xiuzhen family. The elders and heads of their families came to the Qingyang Sect one after another to pray for Qingyang. Zong let their disciples leave..."
"The Immortal Sect couldn't control it and had no choice but to agree. I was one of them at that time..."
After saying this, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao's face became more and more embarrassed, as if she was a little embarrassed. She paused for a moment, then raised her head and explained to Fang Yuan: "However, it seems that most of the disciples of the cultivation family have been let go. , severed the connection with the Immortal Sect, but in fact, many of us were ordered by the sect master to work secretly for the Immortal Sect. In name, we severed the relationship with the Immortal Sect. In fact, It’s just to avoid being targeted or even assassinated when walking outside!”
Fang Yuan did not speak, but nodded.
At the pass, when the Lingnan Qiao family fought against the Yuewangting Divine Guards, he already knew about Junior Sister Xiao Qiao's mission.
After looking at Fang Yuan's face, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao was slightly relieved and said with a wry smile: "It was a helpless move for the Immortal Sect to do that at that time, but in any case, setting this precedent has caused more conflicts. Now this... Even when people are in panic and everyone is in danger, the disciples of the Xiuzhen family leave. How can the ordinary disciples endure it, so they all make noises to leave one by one... "
When she said this, she looked down at the Xianmen disciples kneeling at the foot of the peak.
It can be seen that there is no hatred for these fellow students who have to fly away when the disaster is approaching, only deep helplessness.
Fang Yuan looked at this scene and felt a little helpless.
There was even a feeling of depression lingering in his heart, making him feel very uncomfortable!
After five years, I finally returned to the Immortal Sect. How could this atmosphere be like this
As a result, Fang Yuan took a deep breath, waved away Xiang Yun, and walked down slowly.
With his current level of cultivation and Qi Jianyun, when he came to the peak, none of the Immortal Sect disciples kneeling here noticed his presence. Some people turned their heads and saw Fang Yuan, but they didn't recognize him either. Who is he, let alone Fang Yuan's realm.
Looking at Fang Yuan's childish face, he thought for a moment that Fang Yuan was the same person as him and made room for him.
Fang Yuan did not look at these disciples. He walked to the peak, straightened his clothes, looked solemn, bowed to the peak, and said loudly: "Fang Yuan, the great disciple of the Xiaozhu Peak True Tradition, went on a trip under the orders of the sect leader and returned today. Return the decree!"
boom!
When he spoke, he activated his magic power and immediately shocked everyone.
In the gloomy surrounding mountains, endless birds flew away in fright, breaking the tranquility of the mountains.
"Xiaozhu Peak True Disciple Fang Yuan... returns today..."
"Disciple Fang Yuan... returns today..."
His voice dispersed far away, stirring among the mountains and cliffs, echoing continuously.
“…”
“…”
The surroundings instantly became quiet, with only Fang Yuan's voice echoing in the mountains.
Those around him who were shouting in pain in front of the mountain were all silenced by his voice. Everyone screamed and turned their heads to look at Fang Yuan. Although their faces looked like they were all about the same age, even among them There were many people who were a little older than Fang Yuan, but Fang Yuan's words revealed a cultivation level far beyond their realm, which made them frightened and frightened for a moment.
"He is... he is the disciple of Xiaozhufeng?"
"It's him...he's actually back?"
I don't know how long it took, but the group of people became chaotic again with a roar, and retreated three to four feet away.
When he was practicing in the Qingyang Sect, Fang Yuan mostly practiced alone and rarely interacted with others. Naturally, not many people knew him. Later, although he made great achievements and was seen by many people, now five years have passed, and his temperament has changed. His appearance had changed so much that naturally not so many people could recognize him at a glance. It was only now that they heard his identity and they recognized him.
"Boom..."
From the surrounding peaks, people hurriedly flew out with swords.
Xiaozhu Peak, Ziyun Peak, Yushen Peak, Longyin Peak, and Shenxiao Peak all had figures swaying and hurried over. Those with high cultivation levels were flying in the clouds and wielding swords, while those with low cultivation levels were running wildly in the mountains. Some people had expressions on their faces. Surprised, some people rushed in this direction with faces full of joy.
In the distant hall, some servants hiding in the hall poked their heads out and crowded the windows.
From the faces with complicated expressions, Fang Yuan saw many familiar people.
There is Little Pepper Ling Hongbo, there is Shenxiao Peak’s true disciple Yan Ji, there is Longyin Peak’s true disciple Meng Huanzhen…
They all had a look of astonishment, looking at Fang Yuan as if in disbelief. Some people rubbed their eyes vigorously, while others were surprised and happy. They wanted to come forward to speak, but when they looked at Fang Yuan from a distance, I couldn't muster the courage to step forward for a while.
"Is it Fang Yuan?"
"Is it really him? He actually came back at this time?"
"Oh my god, how dare he come back at this time?"
The surroundings were silent for a long time, then there was a loud sound of endless discussion, and the mountain finally became more alive.
But at this time, Fang Yuan couldn't care less about saying hello to all his acquaintances.
He just looked intently at the palace above Qingyang's main peak, and saw that it was quiet and there were only a few lights.
This sound of worshiping the mountain alarmed the entire Qingyang Sect. However, the direction of the main hall was still quiet. If you look at it carefully, you can see that there is a thick layer of formations around the main hall, but the main hall is completely silent. The temple and the outside world are separated into two worlds.
After pondering for a moment, he stepped directly into the void, and stretched out his long sleeves like a dragon.
In the eyes of all Qingyang Sect disciples, Fang Yuan stepped directly from the bottom of the peak to the top of the peak. Then with a wave of his sleeves, the mysterious formation on the peak was split into two halves under his hands. Then he stepped into the main hall in a green robe.
(End of chapter)