Ten miles of Langyao.
Palace of learning.
Nangong Xier struggled to sit up from the bed, her voice full of anger: "What did you say? Feng Zuojun is dead!"
Xie Yuling nodded slightly without saying anything.
“These Yingzhou people!” Nangong Xier waved her hand angrily, smashing the wooden table next to her, “I’m going to kill them!”
"Heal your wounds first." Seeing this, Xie Kanhua hurried forward and pressed several acupuncture points on Nangong Xier's body. Nangong Xier fell back on the bed and fell asleep. Then he turned to Xie Yuling and said, "Tell Diefeng Tower the location of your final battle and ask them to search for Feng Zuojun's body."
"I've already told Master Hua." Xie Yuling turned around expressionlessly.
Xie Kanhua was stunned: "Where are you going?"
"Qingcheng Mountain." Xie Yuling said slowly.
Xie Kanhua frowned slightly. Xie Yuling at this moment made him feel a little strange, but he did not ask more questions, just replied: "Okay."
By the time the news of Feng Zuojun's death reached Tianxiaoyunjing, it had been many days. Feng Yuhan sat quietly in the Feng family ancestral hall for a whole day until the evening, when the sun was setting. He then walked out of the ancestral hall. In the square under the ancestral hall, all the Feng family members were already waiting for him there.
Feng Yuhan drew out the long sword from his waist, which was as thin as a cicada's wing. "All the Feng family disciples who can lift a sword, let's go to the South China Sea."
On Mount Qingcheng, the Taoist priest stood on the mountain and waited from morning till dusk before he finally saw Xie Yuling, who came with a sword on his back.
"Child, you have suffered." Daojun saw Xie Yuling's expression and sighed softly.
"Master, I want to enter the Qingxu blessed land." Xie Yuling looked at Daojun and said slowly.
Daojun shook his head and said, "There is no return to the blessed land of Qingxu. Do you really want to go there?"
"Master has been there before, and has come back too. Two of the three flowers on my forehead have been broken. If I don't enter the Qingxu blessed land, then I won't have any chance in the battle with Yingzhou." Xie Yuling's tone was firm.
"Forget it." Daojun finally sighed, turned around and led Xie Yuling towards the back mountain.
Mo Chen had already been waiting in the back mountain. He sat cross-legged at the entrance of a cave with the words "Qingxu Blessed Land" written on it. Hearing the noise behind him, Mo Chen raised his head and said slowly, "Brother Xie, although this place is a blessed land, it is extremely dangerous. Over the years, only Master has walked out of it."
"How come you, a child who has never grown up, are trying to persuade others like an adult?" Xie Yuling scratched Mo Chen's head and walked past him.
Daojun said in a deep voice: "Mo Chen, open the cave door for you, Brother Xie."
"Brother Xie, take care on this trip." Mo Chen waved his palm and gently pushed upwards. The cave door of Qingxu Blessed Land slowly opened, and a purple miasma came out of it. Xie Yuling didn't hesitate and rushed in directly. Mo Chen immediately slapped his palm, and the cave door fell again. He stood up and turned to look at Daojun, a little confused: "Why did you firmly disagree when Brother Xie wanted to enter Qingxu Blessed Land, but you didn't stop him this time?"
Daojun sighed and said, "If you want to get out of Qingxu Blessed Land, you need to be ready to die. He couldn't get in back then, but now is the best time for him to get in."
Mo Chen nodded, but his expression was a little sad. He asked, "Is Brother Feng really dead?"
"You seem to get along well with Feng Zuojun." Daojun scratched Mo Chen's head.
"Brother Feng protected me in Qianjiyuan back then. If it weren't for him, Mo Chen would have died long ago." Mo Chen replied.
The Taoist said softly: "It is said that his body has never been found. We can only hope for a miracle." Just as he finished speaking, the Taoist suddenly turned his head and looked towards the Taoist temple on the mountain.
"Master, someone is coming." Mo Chen also sensed the unusual aura on the mountain.
"It's them." Daojun tapped his feet and led Mo Chen towards the mountain.
In the Tianshi Mansion, seven Tianshi with white hair and beard formed the Big Dipper Formation, blocking the two uninvited guests in black robes from entering the gate of the Tianshi Mansion.
"We are just guests who come here to visit the Heavenly Masters. Why is there a need to set up such a grand formation?" One of them smiled and raised his foot to step in.
“How dare you!” The old Taoist priest who was in the lead shouted angrily, and the purple qi and true energy lingering in the Taoist temple surged wildly.
The man finally smiled and retracted his foot: "It doesn't matter if you don't go in. We are here just to bring a message."
"What message are you bringing? Who are you bringing it for?" A loud voice came from behind them. The two turned around, and their expressions changed slightly.
"So it's the Taoist Master." The two of them bowed slightly, with a little more respect in their tone.
"Lü Tianyong, Lü Tianxiong." Daojun frowned slightly.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, Daojun still remembered our names. It's just that we are still as young as we were back then, but Daojun has aged a lot." There was a hint of teasing in Lu Tianyong's smile.
"Master Daojun, don't waste time talking to them, just kill them directly." The old Taoist priest shouted.
The Taoist priest gently spun his right hand, and the true energy condensed on his palm.
"The two of us came here today, not to seek a fight, but just to convey a message." Lu Tianyong waved his hand.
"In one month, the Holy Lord will come to the shore of the South China Sea. All major sects are requested to welcome him. Those who welcome him will be guests of Yingzhou, and those who do not will be regarded as enemies of Yingzhou." Lu Tianxiong said immediately.
Daojun smiled and said, "When Yingzhou came to the south, everyone he saw was killed, but now he is trying to recruit us."
"There's a saying that goes, 'He who knows the times is a hero.'" Lu Tianyong also smiled.
"We are from Qingcheng Mountain, so we will naturally go to the South China Sea." Daojun replied.
"Oh?" Lu Tianyong was stunned, but still smiled, "I thought Qingcheng Mountain would be the first to reject us."
"It's just that I'm not going to visit you, but to kill you." Daojun raised his hand slightly.
“Hahahahahahahahaha.” Lv Tianyong and Lv Tianxiong had already retreated to the side of the mountain road. Lv Tianyong laughed loudly, “I came here today just to pass on this news to Qingcheng Mountain. One month later, whether you come to greet us or draw your swords, we in Yingzhou welcome the arrival of the Taoist Master.”
"Our envoys have already visited various sects in the martial arts world. I think their choices may be different from those of Qingcheng Mountain." Lu Tianxiong said in a deep voice.
"Goodbye." Lu Tianyong clasped his fists and said, and then the two figures disappeared on the mountain road.
Daojun frowned and said, "It seems that this time, the people of Yingzhou have also learned how to attack the heart."
"Will those martial arts sects really choose to submit to Yingzhou?" Mo Chen asked.
"They will not surrender to Yingzhou, but they will all go to the South China Sea. It only takes a moment to draw their swords or kowtow," said the Taoist Lord faintly.