Chapter 779 Drawing the Sword
778. Draw the sword
Tianyang Shenzong.
Main hall.
Main hall.
Thousands of glazed tiles burn thousands of miles of divine brilliance.
This is Tianyang.
Just like the scorching sun that never sets in the east, it is eternal and powerful.
Inside the palace.
There are more than ten people seated on both sides.
The chief position is the head of the sect's general affairs.
Wearing the Kuangjin Sect God's robe, he has long dark brown hair and a conspicuous scar on his forehead.
Huo Wenfa took a sip of the tea on the table and said with a smile: "Your envoy has come a long way and is tired of traveling and traveling. Why don't you stay here temporarily. If there is anything you need from my clan, I can help you."
"As long as it does not violate morality, our clan is also willing to help, out of friendship."
The person in charge was an older man who looked a little older. He held his hands and exchanged greetings.
At the same time, he also explained the inside story of coming to Tianyang Shenzong this time.
I still want to confirm Miss Cousin's safety as soon as possible.
"We won't know about this until Elder Yuyan comes."
The middle-aged man wearing a light gold robe said.
Huo Wenfa's expression did not change.
On the other hand, the two monks who looked like elders and were also on the right exchanged glances with each other, but the meaning did not need to be made clear.
Huo Wenfa, the head of the general affairs sect, glanced at the middle-aged monk wearing a light gold robe, then looked at the two monks who were obviously dressed as elders, and couldn't help but laugh.
The struggle between internal and external sects has become so obvious.
Of course, it was Yang Houfeng who found the opportunity to take action.
As the head of the general affairs sect, Huo Wenfa is not a monk of the Yang family.
Many monks are willing to change their surnames and become inner sect monks.
However, there are also many monks who are unwilling to change their surnames, so they become outsiders. He is one of the links that balances the internal and external sects, but this seat is not easy to sit in.
With the prosperity of the sect, the inner sect has long lost its overwhelming advantage, so the rise of the outer sect is inevitable.
The conflict between internal and external sects was actually decided from the beginning.
Just like the central and local governments in a huge empire, imperial power and prime ministerial power not only complemented each other but also opposed each other.
Before, all the undercurrents were underground.
Until someone appears.
…
Dull footsteps.
Huo Wenfa's eyes moved away.
Entering the main hall was a burly old man wearing the robe of the Nine Sun Flame God.
The beard and hair are all golden, tied up by a flat crown. On the old but not old face is a pair of dark golden eyes, like the deep stars, and like the gaze of an ancient dragon.
"It's too late to come down." The man said with his hands raised.
With the arrival of this person, the entire lobby seemed to light up.
"The elder of the outer sect, Venerable Yuyan, the owner of the other golden blood line besides the Yang family, Zi Daoxu."
Huo Wenfa murmured in his heart.
On the other side, Yang Houfeng, who was wearing a light gold robe, looked at the burly old man with a smile, and said with a smile: "I don't want to hide my beauty in a golden house at such an old age as Elder Zi. Now that my daughter's family has come to visit, you... As a man who calls himself the father-in-law, I'm afraid he will have to tell the whole story about everything."
As soon as Yang Houfeng said this, the other Yang family elders couldn't help laughing.
Everyone laughed, and Lord Yuyan also laughed.
He nodded and said: "Elder Yang knows so much about men and women, so it's better not to worry about me. Make two more paper figures and give them to your grandson Chongxuan who is far away in the underworld to prevent him from being lonely."
The laughter stopped abruptly.
The elders of the inner sect hide their faces, and the elders of the outer sect also hide their faces.
They have seen Yueyan's ability to curse.
Specialized in poking human lung tubes.
One party doesn't want to be scolded, and the other party feels that tit-for-tat is inappropriate in such an occasion.
The envoy from the Great Instrument Sect was already dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.
Yang Houfeng snorted coldly, and his expression immediately darkened.
Not only did Grandson Chongxuan, who he sent to the Xiaohuang Territory, fail to kill Zi Daoxu, he was knocked down and fled back in embarrassment. Later, he was killed by Yueyan, leaving him unable to find fault.
Even though he later plotted against the other party and relied on the sect's laws to force Yunyan to lose his troops, he still felt that he could not forgive his hatred.
Rather than resolving his hatred, he wanted to completely kill this threat.
The appearance of Zi Daoxu was like a signal to the outer sect monks.
Golden blood is no longer unique to the Yang family.
Maybe other monks can also obtain golden blood through unknown and secret opportunities.
Among them, 'secret' is the most important reason why the outer sect monks try their best to protect Zi Daoxu.
Yang Houfeng turned his finger and looked at Yueyan with a cold expression.
If the ancestor doesn't let him die, won't he die?
There are many monks who died on the path to immortality.
…
Xu Sanniang, who had stabilized her cultivation, appeared in the Blessed Land, looked at the Zunhun Banner made of green iron in the center of the formation, and said, "They are here."
"You weren't supposed to know."
A somewhat hoarse voice sounded in the air.
The evil skeleton at the top of the iron banner opened his eyes and looked at Sanniang in the robe.
"The news has reached my ears."
Xu Sanniang said in a deep voice: "Maybe we should go."
"Tianyang Shenzong is not a place where we can stay for a long time. If we continue to stay, we will cause more trouble to the seniors."
He raised his eyes, already full of worry.
Although she often retreats to practice, she is not a child who doesn't understand anything.
The situation of Lord Yuyan is indeed better off, but not as good as expected. If they continue to cause trouble, they will attract the attention of the Great Weapon Sect Pei.
When the time comes, under pressure from both inside and outside, the seniors will naturally be in trouble.
The iron flag in the center of the formation remained motionless, with only the skeleton demon opening its bloody mouth.
"you mean?"
"Walk!"
"go."
Tu Shanjun pondered for a while and nodded slightly.
His main soul body has been repaired, and Sanniang has broken through to the Nascent Soul realm and can exert a certain strength of the Zunhun Banner.
It would be nice to leave now.
However, leaving without saying goodbye will eventually make people feel disappointed.
However, they seemed to have no other better option than leaving.
"Then let's go."
When the ethereal voice fell with a bit of hoarseness, the fire vein spiritual energy surging in all directions was like a long frozen river and snowy ridge, without any pulsation.
Then, the phoenix-eyed Yuan Ri above the formation blinked, and the entire formation formed by the soul flags gradually went out.
Such a scene made the creatures in the blessed land run around in shock, hiding in the gaps to peek.
What surprised them was that the originally thin spiritual energy became thicker, as if the blessed land that had entered 'winter' was gradually getting warmer.
Sanniang raised her hand and before using the continuous shooting method, the iron banner at the center of the array fell into her hands.
Holding the Zunhun Banner, feeling the warmth from the black jade heart, the originally restless mood was swept away.
Since being sent to the blessed land to recast the main soul, I haven't held the soul flag for several years.
Now that she was holding the artifact again, Xu Sanniang felt her anxiety disappear.
Instead, there was peace and tranquility, as if she herself, like the black, gold and red iron flags in front of her, had become an artifact made of iron and imbued with the magic power in it.
With a turn of magic power, the soul flag turned into an inch and was put into her sleeve robe. She looked back at the blessed land behind her and stepped forward without saying a word.
Leave the blessed land.
Walk down the dojo.
Beyond Tianyang Shenzong.
With the power of the Nascent Soul cultivator, this vast world can be moved and left at will.
But after leaving the dojo suddenly, Xu Sanniang didn't know where to go.
…
Xu Sanniang stared at the clouds in the distance.
The body-protecting Gang Qi has long formed a Qi shield.
Sanniang cupped her hands and said, "I wonder which elder of the Pei family is blocking us here?"
"oh."
"you know."
A slightly confused voice sounded.
A monk wearing a green gold robe came through the air.
He had an upright face and looked middle-aged. He held an iron fan and said with a smile: "I, Pei Wanyou, have been waiting here for a long time."
Xu Sanniang said as if she had expected it: "That old man will not let the news reach my ears. If it can penetrate, my uncles will definitely use unusual means."
"Isn't this just to inspire me to leave the dojo and walk out of the Tianyang Divine Sect? I can still guess it."
Pei Wanyou smiled in surprise and said, "It seems like Hongshang, you have decided to return to the family?"
"Actually, it's not a big deal."
"Marriage is a major matter. Parents order the matchmaker. If you don't want to, you can talk about it."
"No need to talk."
Xu Sanniang shook her head and said, "I don't want to give anything that belongs to me."
"no."
"You can't keep that thing."
"You have activated the Butterfly Dream Dao Body. If you have not practiced Qi for a while, even if I personally capture you and return to the family, you can still use your blood to activate it."
"And the nine-year agreement has passed. You should keep your promise and hand over what the family needs."
Pei Wanyu said calmly.
Xu Sanniang said in a deep voice: "Don't force me, I don't want to fight."
The middle-aged man who was originally friendly said with a serious expression: "Do you still want to shake me with the Nascent Soul state?"
"Your protector has long been killed by the clan brother."
"Don't be stubborn!"
After all, the family is cold-blooded. If Tu Shan hadn't been the main soul of Zunhun Banner, he might have died at the hands of the clan elders, and she didn't have enough means to resist.
But things are different now. She has cultivated into Nascent Soul, and now she can use her Taoist magical power to borrow magic power from herself in Nascent Soul.
You can even sacrifice your butterfly wings to improve your own cultivation.
She is no longer a lamb to be slaughtered.
Xu Sanniang did not answer, but touched the soul flag in her sleeve robe.
With her current level of strength and the Soul Reverend Banner, this great-uncle cannot stop her.
"It seems I have to take action."
…
"What did you do?"
A cold female voice came from not far away.
The words fell.
Xu Sanniang's eyes couldn't help but move.
Pei Wanyou, who was supposed to have come through the air, changed his expression. He stopped and focused on the eloquent figure.
It was a tall monk wearing a bamboo hat and black and red robes. The bamboo hat was raised, his pale red eyes were particularly conspicuous, and he glanced at the monk in green gold robes in the distance.
Pei Wanyou narrowed his eyes and raised his hands and asked, "Who is fellow Taoist? Why do you care about my family affairs?"
"You committed murder in the dojo of my elders."
"I would like to ask who you are."
"Pei Wanyou, the great master of the Great Qi Sect, has not asked for advice."
Pei Wanyou's spiritual aura suddenly exploded, like a beam of light reaching into the sky.
The cultivation level in the middle stage of divine transformation can be seen at a glance. His eyes light up and turn into two flames of divine light, seeming to see through the monks in black and red robes and hats in front of them.
"Wanfa Sect, Venerable Wanling."
"Wanfa Sect?"
Pei Wanyou's expression froze, and then he said: "Since my fellow Taoist is from the Gaozong, it's better not to meddle in other people's affairs."
"If the road is uneven, someone will shovel it; if things are not level, someone will take care of it."
"I'm here today. You can't take me away."
"What a loud tone!"
Pei Wanyou was furious: "I will teach you the methods of Wanfa Sect's masters."
For a moment, the world became silent.
The entire small world has fallen into Pei Wanyou's control.