Chapter 591: Wilderness Gathering
When Ye Chunyang appeared in the square, several foundation-building disciples were kneeling in front of him, looking up with awe, as if they were watching something.
Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang was slightly startled, and subconsciously released his spiritual sense to perceive, and found that the entire Lexuan Mountain was actually empty. Except for the low-level disciples in the foundation-building stage and the Qi-refining stage, all the masters above the magic power stage were gone.
This scene made Ye Chunyang a little suspicious. He looked at the foundation-building disciples in front of him, and walked forward after a while of contemplation.
"What happened to your sect? Why are you here?"
Ye Chunyang pulled a disciple and asked. It was really abnormal that the huge Lexuan Mountain was completely empty of masters overnight.
The disciple did not recognize Ye Chunyang, and was angry when he was pulled back by him, but then he realized that the other party was in the magic power stage, and his anger was immediately suppressed. He also remembered the rumor that the head master personally led a stranger into the underground vein secret room a few months ago, and his heart became more restrained.
Looking at Ye Chunyang, the disciple bowed tremblingly before saying, "To answer this senior, all the uncles and ancestors I sent have gone to the wild battlefield."
"Wild battlefield? Why are they going there?" Ye Chunyang felt more and more puzzled.
Unexpectedly, the disciple's face was full of surprise when he heard what he asked. He looked at him as if he was looking at a monster, and asked back with his eyes wide open: "Senior, don't you know about this?"
Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, but still remained patient, shook his head lightly and said: "I have been in seclusion in your sect's veins, and I don't know about the outside world. As soon as I came out of seclusion, I saw that all the masters of your sect disappeared. Tell me, what happened?"
The disciple suddenly realized what he said, and said: "So that's it. Since you just came out of seclusion, you naturally don't know about the wild battlefield. Wutianmen issued a letter of challenge to all sects. Both sides agreed to decide the winner. Any party that loses must surrender to the other party, or hand over the sect's foundation and withdraw from the Tianchong Mountain cultivation world. My uncles and the headmaster have now set out to meet with the masters of Tianqimen and other sects."
"When did this happen?" Ye Chunyang was slightly surprised.
"Just a few days ago." The disciple didn't dare to hide it.
Ye Chunyang frowned deeply.
In recent years, Tianqimen and Wutianmen have been at loggerheads, and the latter has been growing stronger. It is inevitable that the two sides will fight, but I didn't expect Wutianmen to move so quickly.
Under such a situation, I am afraid that the entire Tianchong Mountain cultivation world will be in chaos.
After a pause, he asked the disciple: "Where are they fighting?"
The disciple looked thoughtful, and after thinking for a long time, he replied: "It seems to be in the wild battlefield."
Ye Chunyang nodded slightly, his face was a little uncertain, thinking about something in his heart. After a long time, his figure flashed and disappeared in the distance like a ghost.
Before the disciple came back to his senses, only a residual shadow was left by his side.
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The wild land is located at the border of Tianchong Mountain and Suyang Mountain. At a glance, it is a wild plain with no grass growing on it, only endless dry and cracked land. There is no sweet dew and rain all year round, and the spiritual energy is extremely thin. In such a harsh environment, not to mention cultivators, mortals rarely live there. The only thing that is a little lively is the vast mountains a few miles away.
This place is not seen all year round, but it suddenly became lively on this day. Birds were startled and beasts wailed among the mountains, and then countless streams of light rushed down from the sky, turning into a large number of people landing in the forest. Looking at the dress of this huge crowd, they were all cultivators of Tianqimen. The leaders were the two supreme elders, the old man surnamed Yi and the middle-aged Yin, followed by the real people of each peak.
After landing on a high mountain, the old man surnamed Yi looked down, and the wild plain was clearly visible in his sight, but after taking a look, he meditated without saying a word. The real people of each peak also seemed to have a tacit understanding and ordered their disciples to stay where they were.
After a short period of noise, this wild ancient forest soon fell into silence again, and there was no movement for several days.
I don’t know how long it took, when the sun was shining brightly one day, the sky flashed again, and several formation flags fell vertically from the air, flashing colorful spiritual light, interweaving to form a large teleportation formation.
The light in the formation flashed slightly, and several powerful figures appeared first. The leader was white-haired, but his face was wrinkled. He looked as handsome as a young man, with an invisible majesty.
Behind him, several old men also flashed one after another, followed by some young monks, each with a very cold aura.
"Ancestor!"
As soon as the group appeared, a surprised voice came from not far away, followed by a yellow light rushing over, and a yellow-shirted woman immediately appeared in front of the white-haired old man.
"Girl, you are here too. It seems that old monster Yi didn't take my words to heart. I let you take risks here. Let's see how I will find him and ask for punishment!"
When the white-haired old man saw this woman, he was happy at first, but then his face sank and he snorted unhappily.
"It's so boring to stay in the sect all day. Since all the sects are gathering this time, Ling'er will naturally come down the mountain to join in the fun."
The yellow-shirted woman said with a smile.
"It's just nonsense. This trip is not a joke. If you make any mistakes, my Mu family will be extinct!"
The old man who knew the woman's character was speechless for a while, and could only shake his head and scold her.
The yellow-shirted woman was Mu Ling'er, and the white-haired old man in front of him was naturally the ancestor of the Mu family who loved her very much.
"Brother Mu, please don't blame me. Your granddaughter has such a nature, and I can't control her."
A chuckle came from the side, and the old man surnamed Yi appeared with a group of Tianqimen masters.
"Hmph! The biggest mistake I made in my life was to let Ling'er join your sect. I thought I could live a happy life after entering the Tianqi Sect. How did I know that Ling'er was in danger many times? Mr. Yi, let me tell you, if If Ling'er makes any mistakes, I'm not done with you!"
The ancestor of the Mu family rolled his eyes, as if he was protecting a calf.
"Hehe, brother Mu, don't worry, Ling'er is my close disciple, I will protect her even if I risk my life. Besides, she has learned a lot of skills from joining my sect over the years. The battle with Wutian sect is about to happen this time. Just give her some experience.”
The old man named Yi said with a solemn expression.
The ancestor of the Mu family snorted coldly. It was hard for him to say anything now.
He could naturally feel that Mu Ling'er's current cultivation level had reached the peak of the early stage of magic power and showed signs of advancing to the middle stage. Moreover, the ice aura on her body was becoming more and more pure, which showed that Taoism had greatly improved.
Although it is dangerous to come here this time, there will be no eggs left in the nest. If they fail, no matter how talented Mu Ling'er is, it will be difficult to survive, so it is better to take advantage of this opportunity and give it a try.
"How is the situation now?"
After thinking about it in his mind, the ancestor of the Mu family asked.
Talking about business, the old man surnamed Yi also stopped chuckling, looked at the wild battlefield ahead, and said: "Wutianmen has agreed that both sides will have three late-stage pill-forming monks from each side to set up a separate venue to fight. The outcome is up to us. It was decided during the meeting that the other magic cultivators will help out. The loser must follow its promise and exit Tian Chong Mountain, and will not be able to take another step forward, but so far no one from Tian Chong has shown up. "
The ancestor of the Mu family was silent for a while, and after a while he said gloomily: "Wutianmen just wants to catch us all in one fell swoop. Huh, it's really whimsical. I would like to meet them for a while, but I heard that Wutianmen except In addition to Wuchuanzi and the other two late-stage pill-forming monks, there are also many worshipers. Those people are also in the early or mid-stage of pill-forming. I am afraid that the three of you and I will not be able to do anything at all."
"Brother Mu, don't worry. Now that all the factions are on their way, they will naturally handle the offerings. The only thing I'm worried about now is what tricks Wutianmen will use during the war."
The old man surnamed Yi said with a slight frown on his face.
When the ancestor of the Mu family heard this, caution flashed in his eyes, and he said: "We really have to guard against this matter. Wutianmen has always been full of tricks, and those offerings are also mysterious. We must be prepared in advance."
"Perhaps our sect can help you two take care of this matter."
While the two were discussing, an auspicious cloud flew from the sky, circled in the sky for several times and then fell quickly.
A short, fat, silver-haired old man in Confucian robes appeared with a hundred monks in yellow clothes. Looking at his attire, it turned out to be Master Lexuan Shanzihua and his masters.
"It turns out that Taoist friend Zihua has arrived. I wonder if you have any good ideas?"
The old man surnamed Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Master Zihua with some confusion.
Master Zihua put away his escape light and fell down. He glanced at the Tianqi Sect and the Mu family. He clapped his hands with a smile on his face, and a rainbow of light flashed in the Qiankun bag. Several sets of flying needles landed densely on the three old men surnamed Yi. in front of people.
"This is……"
The old man surnamed Yi explored these flying needles and found that the objects were illusory and invisible, changing from time to time, but there was an extremely sharp aura coming out, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
"This is the Spirit Transformation Needle, which is made from the Heavenly Black Steel. This object may not have much offensive power, but it has the effect of absorbing and decomposing spiritual power. The three Taoist friends brought this object when they dueled with the top masters of Wutian Sect. If the other party uses secret tactics during the fight, the three of them can escape with this object."
Master Zihua said with a smile.
"This treasure can actually decompose spiritual power?" The three of them had strange expressions on their faces.
"good."
Master Zihua proudly said that it took him a lot of effort to refine these sets of flying needles.
After a pause, he continued: "The three of us are our main representatives. If we lose the battle, we will be crushed by Wutianmen. Wutianmen has always been insidious, so we need to take more precautions."
When the three of them heard what was said, they all thought about it individually.
After a moment, the old man surnamed Yi stretched out his hand to take the flying needle, nodded slightly and said: "Fellow Taoist Zihua deserves to be a master of weapon refining. This kind of treasure is really rare. Since fellow Taoist is so kind, we will not be respectful."
Although he was extremely confident in his own cultivation, the old man still needed to be prepared just in case. Master Zihua's set of flying needles could decompose spiritual power, so if Wutianmen really played any tricks during the battle, he would not be helpless.
The ancestor of the Mu family and the middle-aged man surnamed Yin also took the flying needle away after contemplating it for a while.
This war has reached the point of life and death. They will not take it lightly and will take advantage of any conditions that are beneficial to them.