West Territory, Duankong City.
This is considered to be one of the largest cities in the Western Territory, and the streets and alleys are densely covered like spider webs.
The streets were bustling with people. The two busiest streets in the main city intersected and evenly divided Duankong City into four parts. It was also the busiest place in the entire city.
Duankong City is relatively rare in the Three Thousand Worlds, and the Zongmen is located in the city within the city.
The northwest part of the city, which is divided into four parts by the two main streets, is where Duankongmen is located.
Compared with the excitement of the other three places, this place is much quieter.
Under the heavy eaves, from time to time, two or three Duan Kongmen disciples could be seen walking together.
Most of the accompanying disciples were wearing clothes of the same color, and they were quite familiar with each other. It's just that when you meet other disciples in the sect, your attitude will be much colder.
At this moment, five disciples wearing the same dark green robes hurried into the Duankongmen gate.
"Are you back?" Not long after they entered the gate, someone greeted them, "How is it? Brother Qiao Ran, did you find anything?"
Among the five disciples, the youngest and most handsome disciple bowed his hands to each other: "Hello, senior brother."
He paused, and then said, "I have found some information."
"Oh?" The disciple asked, "Let's hear it."
"Senior brother, we need to meet the master first." Qiao Ran smiled at the man, the smile was gentle and polite, which made it hard to get angry at all.
The person who said hello looked Qiao Ran up and down, sneered, turned around and left with a few fellow students.
"Junior Brother Qiao." The young cultivator on Qiao Ran's left said, "You said we..."
Qiao Ran made a silent gesture to him: "Brother, let's go see Master first."
The five nodded silently, and walked quickly to the depths of the sect.
Duankong Gate already occupies a quarter of Duankong City.
But only those who enter here will find that this place is much bigger than it looks from the outside.
Qiao Ran and the others walked not slowly, and it took almost an incense stick of time to reach the depths of the sect.
There is a verdant bamboo forest, as soon as you step into it, you will feel the coolness rushing to your face, and your heart seems to become peaceful.
In the middle of the bamboo forest is a bamboo house built along the trend.
The bamboo house is simple and simple, except that it looks quite spacious, there is no extra fancy.
"Master." Qiao Ran stood outside the bamboo house and saluted respectfully with several senior brothers, "Disciple Qiao Ran."
There was a moment of silence in the bamboo forest, and there was a soft "squeak", and a middle-aged man in a dark blue robe pushed the door out.
The man looked to be about forty years old, with a long robe casually draped over his shoulders, a few strands of hair hanging down his temples, deep-set eyes, and an extremely handsome appearance.
He glanced lightly at his five disciples and asked, "How?"
Several people hurriedly bowed to the middle-aged man again, and Qiao Ran stepped forward to report: "Master, disciples and others went to the East Realm this time, and found out that Fellow Daoist Meng Qimeng was born in Qingfeng Valley, next to Qingfeng Town. , is a very small sect in the eastern boundary, and the sect master is only a Jindan cultivator."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned slightly: "The master of the sect at the Jindan stage?"
"Yes." Qiao Ran's tone still sounded very calm, "Qingfeng Valley is just a small sect, and Qingfeng Town is located at the junction of the demon world and the three thousand worlds, with very few residents and not many disciples in the sect, mainly focused on Qi training and foundation building. Medical cultivation is only slightly better in the east than in the south, and most of the disciples of the Qingfenggu sect left the sect and returned to towns to practice medicine as ordinary doctors."
"En." The middle-aged man responded in a low voice.
"A few months ago, Fellow Daoist Meng left Qingfeng Valley. Fentian Palace had invited her, but Fellow Daoist Meng rejected the kindness of the Young Master of Burning Heaven Palace. So far, he has no family or sect, and has not joined any sect."
"Young Master of Fentian Palace?" The middle-aged man pondered for a while, "Chu Tianfeng?"
Chu Tianfeng can barely be considered outstanding among the younger generation of cultivators.
As for the Fentian Palace, it can be ranked among the top ten in the Eastern Boundary.
Until now, the middle-aged man nodded slightly and said to Qiao Ran, "Continue."
"Yes." Qiao Ran continued, "This year's Medical Cultivation Ceremony will be held in Xingluo City. At that time, Su Junmo and another young female demon cultivator in red, named Sikong Xing, were by her side."
"Sikong...should be of the Red Fox race." The middle-aged man nodded casually, not paying much attention to Sikong Xing.
"Su Junmo will be with her?" The corners of his lips suddenly raised slightly, and a sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "Xue Chuan has always wanted to marry this emissary of the demon world, and marry the genius little princess of their Xue family to Su Jun Ink. Heh—”
When he was speaking, except for Qiao Ran, the remaining four disciples all lowered their heads, looked at their noses with their eyes, and their hearts with their noses. They were very obedient and quiet.
Hearing the man's sneer at this time, several people clenched their hands hanging by their sides slightly.
Even the most favored little princess of the Xue family, if Master wants to...
The middle-aged man was standing by the railing outside the bamboo house, and his slender fingers tapped on the railing a few times: "Continue."
"Meng Daoyou went to Xingluo City with Su Junmo and Sikong Xing, where she participated in the medical practice meeting. She is also the first medical practitioner to pass the test in the apricot forest in thousands of years." Qiao Ran said: "The three masters in the door His disciples participated in the Xinglin Barrier Test, they also talked with Fellow Daoist Meng, and fought side by side."
"I know." The man responded casually, "I have already asked them."
"I asked my friends who were in the Xinglin of Xingluo City that day. It is said that at the end of that day, the sky above the Xinglin was like a mirror. There were tens of thousands of medical practitioners in the four worlds, including the masters of the top ten sects of medical cultivation and the younger disciples. , all watched Fellow Daoist Meng pass the test with their own eyes."
Qiao Ran paused: "Friend Daoist Meng has been personally admitted by Senior Lin Yan, a great doctor in the Ancient Profound Realm, that he is her friend."
This has spread throughout the four worlds.
In the days just after the medical practice session ended, Qiao Ran and the others could hear discussions everywhere they went.
The same is true in Tianwaitianzhong.
The appearance of a great doctor in the ancient profound realm is a major event for the entire Three Thousand Worlds.
Especially Lin Yan, the last profound doctor among the medical practitioners, this genius medical practitioner who was expected to become a great doctor in the realm, and even a genius in one step, recognized Meng Qi as a friend.
Just this alone, I don’t know how many people were shocked.
At that time, Qiao Ran went to the Tianzihao auction house in Tianwaitian with his master.
Those big sect masters or elders who were also considered deterrents were all talking about Meng Qi at the time, and...
What kind of benefits did Meng Qi get from Xinglin
Although Qiao Ran's master, the middle-aged man Ling Ji, had heard this more than once, the corners of his lips softened, and his voice was softer than before: "I already know about this."
"When the disciple was in Xingluo City, someone from the southern realm came to look for the disciple in the sect. After the disciple asked someone to investigate, he found out that the man in black who followed Daoist Meng was the young apprentice of the master of the dark cloud peak in the southern realm. Bewitched and fell into the Eastern Realm, I don't know why I followed Meng Daoyou."
"Dark Cloud Peak..." Ling Ji's slender fingers tapped lightly on the bamboo railing a few more times, "Sects that practice both swordsmanship and swordsmanship can enter the top three in the Southern Realm."
"Yes." Qiao Ran said respectfully: "Friend Daoist Meng fell into the Sea of Falling Stars for some reason, the future sect master of Dark Cloud Peak, the young master of Burning Heaven Palace, Su Junmo and Sikong Xing, and..."
He said: "Xue Chengxuan, Xue's eldest son, Li Che from Canghai Academy, and Xu Zijun from Xingluo Pavilion should all be by Daoist Meng's side."
"It's not enough." Ling Ji said lightly: "It is true that they are all the best of the younger generation, but it is not enough just because they want to get out of the Falling Star Sea."
Qiao Ran didn't speak again.
He lowered his eyes, just in time to see the hem of Master's robe.
The cyan robe probably looked a bit old because it had been worn for many years.
The man wearing him obviously didn't care about these things, and no one would care whether the clothes on Ling Ji's body were old or new.
Because no matter who it is, whenever they hear the name Duankongmen Lingji, the first thing that comes to mind will always be his sword.
"Did the quarrel in the hall come to an end?" Ling Ji asked lightly.
Qiao Ran pondered for a moment, then said, "Not yet."
He paused, and then said: "The master said that although the ancestor passed away ten years ago, only those who had sworn to avenge the ancestor were eligible to be the head of the sect. But now is an extraordinary period, seeing that the sect can To revive the power of the ancients, if we still go our separate ways, the sect will only miss this opportunity."
Qiao Ran thought for a while, and then said: "When the disciple left, the hall was entangled with this moment. When I returned to Duankong City today, I heard from my senior brother that the hall is still arguing about this matter."
"En." Ling Ji responded casually.
He knocked on the bamboo railing again, and the thick and yellowed bamboo pole made a "controlling" sound. In this peaceful and picturesque bamboo forest, the sound can be heard far away.
Ling Ji asked again: "What do the elders of the Medical Repair Alliance say?"
"They never argue with the Sword Cultivator or the Fa Cultivator Sect, and they didn't say much this time. They only said that if they find Fellow Daoist Meng, they will naturally give Duan Kongmen an explanation."
"Heh—" Ling Ji's laughter became more and more ironic: "It's not for us to explain, they have spent thousands of years, but they can't break the secret of Xinglin. It was taken into the Xinglin by a little golden elixir doctor who has no connections. The biggest benefit, they are not reconciled."
"Meng Qi fell into the Sea of Falling Stars, maybe..." He tilted his head slightly, got off the bamboo house with his hands behind his back, and walked out of the bamboo forest, "...it's not a bad thing."
Qiao Ran and the others quickly followed.
Besides him, the other four disciples glanced at each other.
Isn't it a bad thing to fall into the Sea of Falling Stars, this famous evil place in the Three Realms
If you can't even hold on to your life, is there any point in talking about other things
But they didn't dare to say anything, they just followed Qiao Ran silently, followed Ling Ji, and walked towards the main hall of the sect.
There are many disciples of Duankongmen standing on the square outside the gate of the main hall.
Before Qiao Ran and the others reached the main hall, they heard the sound of "rumbling" coming from inside.
They knew that this was arguing among the powerhouses above Dongxu.
Disciples with insufficient cultivation like them couldn't hear what they were saying at all, they could only hear such thunderous voices.
When the disciples on the square outside the main hall saw Qiao Ran and his party, especially Ling Ji who was walking in the front, their eyes widened in surprise.
Several disciples who were closer had already quickly saluted Ling Ji: "Uncle Ling."
"Uncle Ling."
"Good morning, Uncle Ling."
…
All of a sudden, the square was filled with voices of saluting and greetings.
Ling Ji only had nine direct disciples, and Qiao Ran and the other five were in the door at this time.
There were at least a hundred people standing on the square outside the main hall.
No matter whose sect these Duankongmen disciples worship, they dare not show any disrespect in front of Ling Ji.
Probably hearing the greetings from the disciples, the main hall, which was still making a muffled "rumbling" sound, suddenly became quiet.
The door of the main hall burst open, and an old and serious voice came out: "Lao Qi, you are just in time, come in."
Ling Ji took one step, and the next step was to step into the gate of the main hall.
All the disciples in the square bowed their heads respectfully, not daring to say a word.
When the door of the palace was closed again, the closest disciple to Qiao Ran quietly raised his head and asked him in a low voice, "Junior Brother Qiao Ran, why do I feel that Master Ling is getting stronger, does he..."
Qiao Ran narrowed her eyes: "I don't know."
The Duan Kongmen disciple pursed his lips, not daring to say anything more.
In the main hall, several bright pearls hang high in the air, illuminating the huge hall very brightly.
At this time, there were twelve cultivators sitting cross-legged in the hall, including men and women, middle-aged and old, and the one with the lowest level of cultivation was also the one with the strongest hole.
It's just that the youngest one in the hall also looks older than Ling Ji.
The twelve cultivators sat on both sides of the main hall, all looking at Ling Ji who was standing at the door.
There was a moment of silence in the hall.
"Old Seven." The one who spoke again was still the one who spoke just now.
He was sitting in front of the six cultivators on the left, with gray hair and wearing a dark purple robe: "Since you are here, I think you have something to say, come and sit down."
Ling Ji cupped his hands towards the crowd, and walked towards them slowly.
"Old Seven." The old man spoke again, "Ten years ago, Master fell into the Demon Realm, and the Duankong Sect has no owner. This is a great shame for the sect. We also made a solemn oath in front of Master's spirit to kill the demon cultivator It will be the next sect master. So for the past ten years, I have been the temporary sect master, handling the daily affairs of the sect."
He paused when he said this, and looked around the remaining eleven cultivators in the hall with sharp eyes: "I also know that even though you are senior brothers, you are not convinced by me, so you have never interfered too much with me in the past ten years." private matter."
The old man gave a wry smile: "Over the years, Duankongmen can still keep the sect's prestige, I feel lucky."
"Hmph." One of the eleven cultivators snorted coldly, "Elder brother wants to say something, just say it straight."
As he said that, he glanced at Ling Ji: "The seventh junior brother is also here now. Since we have entered the master's sect to practice and have achieved something in our studies, it is rare to gather together. Now that we are together, the senior brother may as well just say it. As long as it is true It is beneficial to the sect, and we are not the ones who will betray the sect."
"Okay." The old man known as "Big Brother" nodded, "The sect's opportunity reappears, and I still insist. It is important to avenge the master, and it is also very important to elect a new sect master at this time."
"The opportunity of the sect reappeared?" Another middle-aged cultivator took up the conversation, "Could it be that senior brother is still referring to the little doctor from the Xinglin Zhonghui Dharma Formation?"
"That's right." The old man nodded slowly, "My disciple once went to Xinglin for training, although according to the rules, he can't bring out anything. But..."
He paused, and looked around: "The old man already knew that there are secrets of ancient medicine hidden in the apricot forest, so..."
The old man flipped his hand, and there was a small blue bead in his palm.
He threw the bead into the air, and the bead emitted bursts of light, which gathered on the wall deep in the hall.
The light flickered, and soon there were clear young men and women standing side by side.
The woman was wearing a green robe, her waist was slender, her back was straight, her long black hair was simply rolled up, and her side face was elegant and refined, but she still had the childishness of a girl.
Beside her, the black-robed man stood tall, with several scars on his face that made his originally handsome appearance look a bit mysterious.
"this is… "
"what?"
"Aren't these two people that Meng Qi and Ji Wujiong?"
"...they moved!"
"It's a magic circle..."
"This Meng Qi is...she is watching Feng'er and their sword formation, she actually!!!"
…
In the main hall, there was a lot of discussion in an instant.
Ling Ji didn't join in, he still stood far away, with his hands folded around his chest, quietly watching the agile green-robed woman in the light curtain.
It's Meng Qi.
Ling Ji narrowed his eyes slightly.
The light curtain didn't last long, and soon the hall became quiet again.
"So did she learn it before, or did she learn their sword formation directly from Feng'er and the others?" After a moment of silence, someone asked.
"I also want to know this question." The old man said in a deep voice, "Obviously, what Ji Wujiong and Meng Qi have learned is not limited to what we have seen."
In the hall, it became silent again.
"Since Lao Qi is here too." The old man glanced at Ling Ji, "Then, let's vote on the bamboo slips now."
With a flick of his sleeve, he sent the thirteen bamboo slips to the thirteen people including himself: "Whether to break the old oath and re-elect the sect master, please express your opinions."
Ling Ji reached out to pick up the bamboo slip, as long as he wrote down his opinion on it, the one with the most people in the end would win.
His eyes slowly swept across the people in the hall, and they had already started to move.
Some quickly wrote down their thoughts and threw the bamboo slips forward. The bamboo slips stood there quietly, and no one would know what was written on them until the thirteen bamboo slips gathered.
Some people discussed a few words with the people around them in a low voice, and began to write on the bamboo slips.
Soon, there were twelve bamboo slips floating in the center of the hall.
"Old Seven." The old man turned his head to look at Ling Ji, "You are the only one left."
Ling Ji smiled.
He exerted force in his hand, and the bamboo slip suddenly broke into two pieces.
"Old Qi, you!" The old man suddenly stood up, frowned and looked at Ling Ji, "You are..."
Ling Ji stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the old man: "Choose the sect master."
The old man just breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this seventh junior brother who has always been rebellious is still on his side this time.
Before he had time to speak, he heard Ling Ji say again: "When will I need to make decisions in such a mother-in-law way?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers.
No one saw where his long sword came out of, but in the blink of an eye, sword energy surged across the hall.
Even if all the people present are the strong men of the void, they are all powerful sword cultivators who can deter one side.
At this time, I only felt chills.
"Old Seven!" The old man was the first to speak, and he glared at Ling Ji, "What are you doing?!"
"Choose the sect master..." Ling Ji glanced at the old man with a smile that was not a smile, and said lightly: "The number one sword cultivator sect in the world chooses a new sect master, whoever is stronger will naturally win."
At the same time, in the southeast corner of Mirror Moon City, in the box of Ruyifang Restaurant, several young men and women sat around the table.
"We actually...came out!" Si Kongxing seemed to still not be able to believe it was real.
She stretched out her hand and pinched her face, exerting almost all her strength on her hand, the pain caused her to let out a soft "ow".
"Xing Xing." The green-robed woman sitting beside her was naturally Meng Qi.
She picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Sikong Xing: "We have already left the Sea of Falling Stars."
"Huh—" Si Kongxing breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly lay down on the table, "I still can't believe it, after all, in the end, it really is..."
As she spoke, she turned her head and looked behind her with lingering fear, as if someone might be standing there.
"But Meng Qiqi." Si Kongxing turned to look at his friend, "Ji Wujiong said that there is also Senior Lin Yan in the forest, is that true? Is it really that Senior Lin Yan in the Xinglin?"
Hearing the word "Lin Yan", Lu Qingran, who was sitting in a corner of the box, trembled and shrank.
She raised her head timidly and quickly looked at Meng Qi and Sikong Xing. Even though she had already come out, she still couldn't help but shudder when she thought of what happened in the Falling Star Sea.
"It's because of Senior Lin Yan that we can come out..."
Meng Qi focused her eyes on the table, her voice was hoarse: "Because of Senior Lin Yan, she has always..."
She didn't know how to describe it, she was silent for a while, and then smiled slightly: "She is always a medical practitioner."
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