There was white snow in the sky, Helian Wumeng's demonic demon was crisscrossed, the iconic long-handled sword was as fast as thunder, and the blood-colored brilliance surrounded his face at the same time, showing his extremely domineering power.
But Ning Wan only stood in the snow, two fingers in front of her lips, twenty-eight small white flags hung in the air, like a furnace suspended in the air, storing the rolling blood light and demonic energy and locking it in the formation.
Although Ning Wan's days of achieving the Purple Mansion were not long, this woman was already famous as a genius in Qingchi's formation, and she was even more famous for her ingenuity and fickleness in the formation, with twenty-eight flags in the air, arranging formations out of thin air to tightly store all the opponent's evil energy.
Several white snow lights were dancing in the air, surrounding the opponent's long-handled knives, which were beaten to scatter from time to time, but the flying snow in the sky was constantly condensing and supplementing from time to time.
Helian Wumeng was not afraid of her methods, the 'Han Qi' Taoist system was not strong in the first place, not to mention that Ning Wan's cultivation was not as good as his, he had already killed the shore back and forth three times before, but he was in a hurry, and almost broke the opponent's formation, making the woman sneer, and hugged [Snow Juefeng] in her arms.
Helian Wumeng immediately became honest and refused to cross the river.
"[Snow Absolute]..."
In recent years, it has been held by Ling Feng and Lou Xing, and its reputation has resounded in the north.
If there was any means left in the sword, he crossed the river hastily, was slightly pinched by the formation, ate a sword, and estimated that he could go to see the ancestors of the Helian family.
But he was at ease here, and the tent behind him came to urge him again, and he didn't hear it, until several illusions vaguely appeared on the river in the south, and then he slowly descended back, stopped on the shore, and entered the courtyard where the magic weapon was transformed in the sky.
On the other side were the demon cultivator [Xinworm] dressed in white and the real person Bai Ziyu, one was there, the other was smiling, while Murong Yan and the two ill-intentioned and angry merchants from Lou Yingge were sitting on the side, not knowing what they were laughing at.
Only Qi Lanyan stood on the main seat and nodded indifferently, which was considered a greeting to him.
In this hall in the north, there were three people with one heart, Guanxie Yi, the blood descendants of the princes, the scattered cultivators of the demonic path, and the Jiangbei Purple Mansion, each with careful thoughts, and they didn't know who to plot in the shadows.
He didn't have a good temper, he stood next to Helian Wujie, with a cold face and didn't speak, and then he saw Qi Lanyan smile and said:
"Fellow Taoists, I want to go to the Mysterious Temple Realm to support Daoist Kong together... If you want to fight, which Taoist friends are willing to go with you?"
He seemed to be waiting for Helian Wumeng to come back, and he didn't want to wait any longer, so he immediately asked a question.
Helian Wujie squinted his eyes slightly, no one answered him for a while, but soon someone broke the silence and smiled happily, only saying:
"I would like to rely on Lord Qi to arrange it!"
All the purple mansions don't need to be seen, they all understand that it is Bai Ziyu, the real person of Ye Hui who has just been collected in the Guanxie, who has always been flattering and attentive, but everyone is secretly calculating and hesitating in their hearts.
Since Qi Lanyan arrived in Jiangbei, he has always been polite, and he doesn't take the shelf of the temple at all, but this matter is not simple at the moment.
"Although the sun is not good, the trump card is still there, and it is directly taken from Shanji... It is inevitable that there will be trouble, the sword gate is beside it, and the purple smoky cormorant is closer than ever... Once the bottom line of the three parties is stimulated... Maybe you want to think that the fish will die and the net will break.'
You must know that Shanji has been the territory of Jiangnan for so many years, and this soldier arching forward is equivalent to dividing the northern forces into the faces of Jianmen and Ziyan!
Although everyone was sent here with some intentions of plundering, several families were not dogs in the temple, so naturally they were not willing to be the first birds.
Among the crowd, Murong Yan's background was relatively deep, although he was polite, he often looked at him coldly, and at this moment he didn't say a word, only nodded with a smile.
Qi Lanyan looked around, then at Helian Wujie, and said with a smile:
"Helian Daoist?"
When asked on his face, Helian Wujie was very calm and said respectfully:
"In the past, there was turmoil in the country, and only the Guanxie faction came to the rescue, and the two of us had nothing to repay, so we were ordered!"
"Okay!"
Qi Lanyan laughed, the demon cultivator with the weakest background among several people was still hesitant, and was about to speak, but Qi Lanyan said:
"In this case, I will go to the north to ask for a place in the Purple Mansion, but there are enough manpower."
Although he was also present in the battle of Luoxia, but it was the territory of the north, where could it be compared to going deep into the south, just this hesitation, Qi Lanyan let him go very easily, turned to smile, looked at Murong Yan, and said:
"Sorry to trouble you!"
Murong Yan smiled and nodded, watched him go away, turned to look at the Lou Ying Pavilion beside him, and laughed and scolded:
"How... Is it that the Taoist refuses to go?"
It is Lou Ying Pavilion going south, my interests are far less than what my position needs, just to get rid of Wei Li's label, naturally I don't want to take risks, but looking at Qi Lanyan's appearance, I always feel uneasy, embarrassed in my heart, but with a smile on my face:
"I'm too lazy to run."
The two chatted casually, but Qi Lanyan had already taken someone with him, and went out of the palace without looking back, smiling all the way to the Xuanmiao Temple, and saw Kong Tingyun eagerly riding the wind to come out to meet him, Qi Lanyan quickly helped her up and said seriously:
"Is [Zhongfu Xuanjin Pill] still useful? A few days ago, my junior sister wrote to me to ask me about you... When are you planning to enter the meditation and practice the exercises?"
Kong Tingyun's expression was obviously not as bright as before, and at this moment he already knew what situation he was in, so he only smiled eagerly and replied:
"Thank you both for your concern... This is a good elixir... I really don't know how to repay it."
Qi Lanyan only shook his head, pointed to Helian Wumeng and the two, introduced his identity, Kong Tingyun agreed, but regarded the Ye cypress standing with his hands on his back as non-existent, Qi Lanyan said some polite words, all the way down the mountain, and only said:
"Today, I have to resolve the grudge between the two of you, and it has become a magical power..."
Ye Hui was always smiling, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations, but those eyes were as deep as a clear pool, but Qi Lanyan didn't think about solving anything, so he said a few nonsense, and then let Ye Hui leave.
Kong Tingyun was slightly choked, but Qi Lanyan took a sip of tea, looked at Helian Wujie, who was constantly observing the environment, and said a little casually:
"Helian Daoist... If you come to Xuanmiaoguan, you will definitely not regret it."
As soon as these words came out, Kong Tingyun's face changed slightly, and Helian Wujie's heart was dark, but he saw that Qi Lanyan's expression finally had a little playful smile:
"Whether Shanji can take it down or not... Follow me to see the pavilion... The Helian family will not die."
At this moment, the sky had darkened, the Xuanmiao Temple was quite ancient, and there were no lights in this mountain, so that the entire small courtyard was shrouded in a pale purple night, and only the colorful light on the three of them was faintly emitted.
Helian Wujie's heart was shocked and cold, he thanked him first, and said tentatively in a low voice:
"The sun sets in the west, there are still three points of brilliance, adults must be careful."
"Hahaha..."
Qi Lanyan laughed twice, his voice was a little cold:
"In terms of vision, you are not as good as Bai Ziyu... To this day, this matter is still regarded as a dispute between one or two families! Even Na Kuiqi understands, you still don't know how everything came to be now!"
He stood up, turned around slowly, and groaned:
"Those who cultivate Yue, their nature is also fierce, standing in times of chaos, there will be national strife, swords, epidemics, and the death of ministers.
"Although the North has learned a lesson, don't forget what a person he once was! The solar Taoist system later weakened and never flourished, what is the problem?"
Both of them were silent, Helian Wujie looked at him with burning eyes, the words in his mouth were about to come out, Qi Lanyan smiled:
"Yu Yuzhen returned to his place, which proves that there is no one in the position!"
He turned around and whispered:
"From the moment Yuzhen Liujiu returned to its position, it seems that the righteous path is flourishing, and the sword immortal has become enlightened, but in fact, the trend of Xingbo has been achieved, but all the southern roads are celebrating.
……
North Shore.
Li Zhouwei glanced at the fighting technique slightly, and there was already a person beside him, dressed in gray, carrying a sword behind him, with a solemn expression, he bowed and said:
"The old man Yushui Chen Yin, I have met Taoist friends!"
"It turns out to be a real person from Yushui."
Li Zhouwei estimated that several Zifu should be nearby, but he didn't know why he appeared, so he exchanged a few pleasantries and asked directly, and then he saw the real person smile and said:
"It turns out that Daoist Zhaojing is still in retreat... I got news from Daoist Dingyangzi, and I heard that the nobleman had [Feather under the neck] in his hand, but he didn't have any spiritual materials for refining weapons in his hand, so I came to ask."
"I see."
Only then did Li Zhouwei remember that the other party was a 'Fushui' monk, and Ding Yangzi couldn't exchange it for it, so he came over and saw Chen Yin said seriously:
"Although I don't have spiritual materials for refining weapons, fortunately, I have a piece of the 'Zhengmu' spiritual object [Wujiao Spirit Wood] found in the South China Sea in my hand, and I can exchange one or two with my fellow Taoists."
He took out the jade box from his sleeve and saw that there was a fist-sized blue-black wooden block lying in it, like layers of wood chips mixed together, with clear texture and full of spirituality.
"This thing is 'zhengmu', extremely hard, but it is inspired by gold and different from gold, and cannot be built into armor, but it is excellent for making some small accessories... As for whether he can refine alchemy... I have to ask the noble master."
"It's a big amount!"
Li Zhouwei praised, Chen Yin smiled and said:
"This thing was originally the size of two fists, I cut a copy to make the hilt, and the rest are here, but there are still a lot of them, and I want to exchange them for two [feathers under the neck]."
The Li family's own [feathers under the neck] can still be produced in the future, and it is naturally good to be able to exchange for different types of spiritual resources in case of emergencies, Li Zhouwei nodded in response, Chen Yin suddenly became happy and said:
"Fellow Taoists are really happy!"
He smiled and thanked him, and soon said with some hope:
"If you don't offend... Can you ask where the nobles got their from? How much is left in your hand?"
Li Zhouwei shook his head naturally and replied:
"It's inconvenient to disclose, but there isn't much left, my uncle doesn't know if he has been exchanged, there may be one or two in his hand, when he gets out of the customs, the senior will ask him by himself."
"Offend, offend."
Chen Yin hurriedly agreed, and it was not good to stay here for a long time, so he quickly took his leave and left, waiting until he disappeared in Taixu, the woman in white fell on the wind, stood still in the pavilion, and said softly:
"I have seen Minghuang Daoist!"
Ning Wan's temperament is still gentle, but there is a deep sadness and uneasiness between her eyebrows, as if there are many things mixed in her heart, but she can't say it.
"Senior, you're polite."
Li Zhouwei returned the salute, and the two went to the continent together, sitting down in the main hall, and a monk came up to serve tea, Li Zhouwei thought for a moment and asked:
"How do you arrange it, my lord?"
As soon as these words came out, Ning Wan lowered her head silently and replied:
"There will be immediate action, the order given to me by the master is waiting for you to get out of the customs."
Obviously, during Li Zhouwei's retreat, at least several solar Taoists in the north of Yue had reached a consensus - and even had to reach a consensus to guard Shanji County.
Li Zhouwei was very calm in his heart and asked a meaningful question:
"How to arrange Hengzhu?"
Ye Hui had been to the Li family back then, and he had mentioned this southern immortal path in his words, and even alluded to the Taizhu behind him, implying that he was sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight and not being invisible.
And the news held by Ye Hui may not be true, but it must be based on it, and Heng Zhu's actions may have an unusual meaning in themselves.
When he asked like this, Ning Wan shook her head, showed an incomprehensible smile, and replied:
"Daoist friends don't know yet! But it's excellent news, a few days ago... Hengzhu's [Hengli Zhenren] has already passed through the purple and achieved the four supernatural powers... It's a pity that Senior Tinglan, if he hadn't been injured at the beginning, he would have made a breakthrough now."
"Oh? Naturally, it's a happy event..."
Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows slightly, but seeing that the other party did not have the slightest joy on his face, he asked with some doubts, and sure enough, seeing Ning Wan put away his smile, he said lightly:
"But... When the people I waited for went to Heng to congratulate Xi, they had already been told that Heng Zhu was preparing to close the mountain, and the immortal path wanted to prepare for Heng Li to ascend to the position of the true king."
Li Zhouwei was silent for a moment, and didn't know how to answer her for a while, but Ning Wan had a complicated expression and continued:
"Senior Tinglan and the others... After discussing for a while, I don't know what was said, there are some things that are no longer suitable for me to listen to today, but in the same way, there are some things that I am no longer suitable to speak for!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Zhouwei was even more unsuitable to say more, he could only look as if he couldn't hear it, and lowered his head silently, while Ning Wan shook his head and exhaled deeply:
"At dawn, I want to send a message to Tinglan and Hou Zhen... The people in the north are on the shore, I will go north together, cross the river and land, and my lord will press for me and recover Jiangbei."
The night had already sunk, and a faint golden light rose from the sky with the morning sun, climbing up to the hall at an extremely fast speed and draped it over Ning Wan.
Her expression was extremely uneasy, her lips trembled, and she whispered:
"It turns out... This is what I can't help myself."
Li Zhouwei's eyes also showed a little golden light, he stretched out his hand slightly, and the brilliance of [Dasheng] immediately condensed the halberd in his hand, he stared at Ning Wan quietly and sighed in a low voice:
"Senior, please."