Then, Yang Qi asked Taoist Lingxu some questions about the holy land and the martial arts world. Apart from some secrets, Taoist Lingxu did not hide anything.
The Blood Cloud Ancestor who was watching from the side was filled with envy. Although he was a warrior at the Fetal Breathing Realm, he was nothing in the eyes of the Holy Land. However, Yang Qi was treated equally even by Lingxu Taoist, the Holy Land's Holy Envoy. This was the difference.
The two were talking excitedly when a powerful aura approached from outside the garden.
"Haha, Taoist Xuanxu from Wudang is here." Sensing the arrival of the person, Taoist Lingxu laughed.
"Master Xuanxu?"
Yang Qi was stunned. This was not the first time he had heard of Taoist Xuanxu of Wudang Sect. In fact, Patriarch Xueyun had mentioned this person before. The other party was a powerful person in the fetal breathing realm of Wudang Sect. His cultivation had reached the late second level of fetal breathing and his strength was even higher than that of Patriarch Xueyun.
Soon, a figure appeared in the garden. It was an old man in a grey Taoist robe, with an otherworldly air.
“Fellow Daoist Yang, Fellow Daoist Xueyun.” The old man bowed slightly to Yang Qi and Old Ancestor Xueyun, and then respectfully said to Taoist Lingxu, “Greetings, Uncle Master.”
Uncle master
Hearing this, Yang Qi was stunned. Taoist Lingxu was actually the uncle of Taoist Xuanxu? Wudang Sect actually had such a relationship with Taixuan Sect. Although he had long known that Taixuan Sect had a close relationship with Taoism, he had never expected that the strongest person in Wudang Sect would actually call Taoist Lingxu his uncle.
"Brother Yang, don't be surprised. The founder of Wudang Sect is actually a disciple of my Taixuan Sect." Taoist Lingxu said with a smile. In fact, it is not only the Southern Border Holy Land that cultivates its own spokesperson in the martial arts world, but also the Taixuan Sect. And the Taixuan Sect has obviously cultivated for a longer time. You know, the history of Wudang Sect is no less than that of Xueyun Tower. Both are martial arts sects inherited from the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty.
However, the Poison Gu Sect was only established in the late Qing Dynasty. The two sects had very different foundations. It was only because of its blood-sucking magic skills that the Poison Gu Sect was able to develop so rapidly in the war-torn era.
“I didn’t expect that Wudang Sect and Taixuan Sect actually had this connection.” Yang Qi exclaimed.
“Even if it is a holy land, it ultimately relies on China for its existence. We cannot completely break away from the martial arts world.” Taoist Lingxu said indifferently. Although they did not become the guardian family of China like the Long family, it was impossible for them to completely break away from the martial arts world.
Yang Qi nodded slightly. Just as it was impossible for a warrior to leave the martial arts world, even if the holy land was much more powerful than the martial arts world, it was impossible for it to completely leave the martial arts world.
"Xuanxu, since you are here, let's set off." Taoist Lingxu said.
This time, there were a total of four powerful warriors in the Taixi Realm who ambushed the Holy Envoy of the Southern Border Holy Land. As for those warriors in the Huajin Realm, they had no ability to participate at all. The aftermath of their fight alone could easily kill ordinary Huajin warriors.
Soon, under the arrangement of Xueyun Tower, the group left Qingzhou and after several hours' drive arrived at the mountains on the border of Qingchuan.
"There are several small sects nearby. They should be the target of the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land." Taoist Lingxu said slowly.
Although the Poison Sect would usually attack some warriors, these warriors were usually from small sects and no one would stand up for them. They were also unwilling to offend the Poison Sect or even the Southern Frontier Holy Land behind them. However, this time the Southern Frontier Holy Land sent three Holy Envoys, which was obviously a big move, and the Taixuan Sect would naturally not let them become bigger.
"As a holy land, they actually do such a thing. Are they worthy of being called a holy land?" Ancestor Xueyun said coldly.
Although the Blood Cloud Tower is a killer organization, it has its own rules. It will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. It will not implicate other people except the target of assassination. However, the Poison Gu Sect has no such scruples. It completely treats these weak warriors as their own food. When needed, they will capture and kill some.
“Justice without strength is just meaningless.” Yang Qi said lightly. The style of the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land is very similar to that of the demons in the Tianwu Continent, but compared with the demon sects in the Tianwu Continent, there is a world of difference.
The demons in Tianwu Continent often massacre a city, and countless people die in their hands, but these big demons are still able to get away with it. There are countless people who want to kill them, but their powerful strength makes people helpless.
Hearing Yang Qi's words, Lingxu Taoist looked at him with some surprise. Even the elite disciples of the Holy Land, even the older generation of warriors who have practiced for decades, might not be able to say such words. But now it came from the mouth of a warrior in his twenties, and he was quite surprised.
The style of the Southern Border Holy Land is definitely different from other holy lands. Although other holy lands also collect resources from the martial arts world, given their status, as long as the martial arts world does not take the initiative to provoke them, they will not take action. Although other holy lands do not like the demon sect hidden by the Southern Border Holy Land, they will not take the initiative to help those warriors who were killed.
The strength of the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land has always been strong. To deal with the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land, even if it is the other holy lands, the losses will not be small. Otherwise, the Long family, as the guardian of China, would have already taken action to deal with the evil sect like the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land.
“Brother Yang is right. The Southern Xinjiang Holy Land is powerful and can contend with the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land. It will not be willing to fight to the death with such a powerful force.” Taoist Lingxu said lightly.
There is no love without reason. The Holy Land is not a savior, so it will naturally not stand up for those irrelevant martial artists.
“Let’s go and find the Holy Envoy of the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land as soon as possible, so as to save these small sects.” Yang Qi said calmly.
This time they came to ambush the Holy Envoy of the Southern Border Holy Land. If they can ambush the Holy Envoy before he takes action, the several small sects nearby will also be able to survive.
Whoosh~ Whoosh~
The next moment, four figures flashed and disappeared into the forest.
The group ran in the woods for a while, but did not find any trace of the Holy Envoy along the way.
"The Iron Palm Sect's base is in front of us. This Iron Palm Sect has been passed down for many years, but because it is an external martial art, not many masters have been born." Taoist Xuanxu looked ahead and spoke.
The reason why the major sects put their gates in the deep mountains and old forests is that in addition to the richer vitality of heaven and earth in the deep mountains and old forests, they can also avoid wars to a certain extent, and even avoid the search and arrest of those in power. In fact, in the history of China, except for a few dynasties that emphasized military power, most of the time, the chivalrous people violated the law with force, and warriors were often feared by those in power.
"There is a smell of blood." As they approached the Iron Palm Sect's base, Yang Qi's expression changed slightly and he said in a deep voice.
"Something happened?" Taoist Lingxu was stunned. The next moment, four figures rushed towards Tie Zhangmen's residence at a rapid speed. Soon, Taoist Lingxu and the other two also smelled the smell of blood.
"Could this Yang Qi be a descendant of the Holy Land?" Taoist Lingxu looked at Yang Qi standing aside. You know, Yang Qi had sensed the smell of blood before him. (To be continued)