Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1020
Many years ago, Liu Qinghuan let go of a remnant soul that was sealed in the three-legged Qingluan Lantern. At that time, he did not know that the other party had left a mark with the power of a contract on him. With the mark, he could Make a request to the Qingluan people.

He raised the back of his hand, and a few cyan lines slowly emerged, stretching gracefully and gracefully like a phoenix's tail feathers, winding into a gorgeous mark.

There are nine phoenix feathers, with phoenix mirrors on their tails. At the end of each graceful blue line, there is an eye-shaped curl.

It is said that this is still a mark belonging to the Qingluan royal family, and the remnant soul he let go has a high status in the Qingluan clan.

"Heh, what is this in your hand?" Yun Zheng looked over as if curious: "Phoenix feathers?"

"Well." Liu Qinghuan said: "There is a family in the world of all spirits that inherits the blood of Qingluan. I had a little kindness for a certain Qingluan many years ago, and the other party left me this. The clan makes a request."

Yun Zheng said: "You don't want the other party to help you find out about the local clan, do you?"

Liu Qinghuan thought about it for a while, then shook her head with some regret: "It seems that there is not much feasibility. The most important point is that I have no way to contact the Qingluan people now."

He turned to look at Jingjue, and asked in detail how many people there were in the other party, and what specific actions he was doing outside the Wenshi faction.

"Okay, let's put this aside for now, and I'll worry about it later." Liu Qinghuan said to Yun Zheng, "You didn't elaborate on the communication talisman, what's going on?"

Yun Zheng said: "Except for you, I don't talk much about other people. In the name of asking other sects to mediate the conflict between my sect and Yinxian sect, I sent this meeting."

He took out a box and opened it. There were several booklets and two jade slips inside.

"These are the evidences that my faction spent a lot of time and energy on colluding with the Buddha Demon Sect of the Thousand Dendrobium Realm, so this time I also invited people from the Immortal League."

He showed a ruthless smile: "I'd like to see how Tianhe will argue and how Xianmeng will explain."

When the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm Immortal Alliance took back Yunmeng Lake, they signed an agreement that within 500 years, all domains and sects in the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm were not allowed to intervene or invade Yunmeng Lake.

"Buddha Demon Sect..."

Liu Qinghuan recalled the unpleasant things he had experienced the last time he went to the Demon Sect with the people from Xianmeng.He picked up the contents of the box to check one by one, and his expression became cold and stern.

"These people's ambitions are not small, if they don't know it clearly, they will do it secretly!"

With obvious sarcasm on Yun Zheng's face, he said: "Some things are just superficially glamorous, but if you can't even get rid of face, you might as well tear it up!"

"As for that Tianhe man, he is always very happy and greedy for vanity. He used to be a high-ranking God Transformation Master. How could he bear us, who were originally worthless minor cultivators in his eyes, who came from behind? So I have no doubt that he will do it The matter of colluding with the Demon Sect."

Liu Qinghuan could almost foresee that three days later, there would be a huge storm in the Cultivation Alliance, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Does Tianhe know that he has been exposed?"

"Perhaps he's aware of it? Even if he's aware of it, so what!" Yun Zheng said in a strong tone: "With these evidences, even if he doesn't come to the meeting, as long as the news is released, the reputation and status of the Yinxian Sect will be greatly improved. Falling a thousand feet, disciples under the sect don't even think about raising their heads in Yunmengze!"

Yun Zheng's temperament is quite rigid in some aspects, and judging by his appearance, he is already ready for the follow-up.

Jing Jue, who was sitting on the sidelines, never participated in these mundane affairs, and sat quietly and listened all the time.

After finishing the business, the three of them started chatting. They haven't seen each other for many years, and all the experiences after parting are just for talking. After a while, hearty or brisk laughter came from the room.

……

Hermit school.

"Bang! Crack! Crash!"

The sound of falling objects could be heard in the hall behind him. Every time the sound sounded, the guards outside the hall door would shake their bodies, but they stood upright, not daring to look back.

"It's all useless. I've raised you for so many years, and I can't even break through an empty step. Get out!"

The roar made the beams tremble, and after a while, the door of the temple opened, and several people filed out from inside, looking at each other, as if they had escaped from death.

One of them straightened his clothes, turned his head and shouted to the disciples guarding the hall: "The Grand Master is about to rest, and no matter who comes to visit, don't let him in to disturb the old man."

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

When those people left, the front of the hall finally returned to silence, but the two guards still didn't dare to move a little bit, and stood motionless like two logs.

The setting sun was setting and it was time for the handover. Another group of disciples dressed in the same attire walked towards the highest hall of the Yinxian Sect.

Now that the atmosphere in the sect is oppressive, the disciples have also become cautious, for fear that they will be reprimanded if they say a wrong word.

Everyone was handing over positions silently, when a terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly came from the hall behind them, so big that even the light curtain of the magic circle that was originally hidden appeared, and it shook continuously, as if it would be broken at any time.

Everyone froze in place in astonishment, looking left and right, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"What's going on, is Taizun in there?"

"Of course it is, but this magic circle...is there something wrong inside?"

"Do you want to go in and take a look?"

But they didn't know the specific situation, so they didn't dare to go in hastily. If the Taizun was practicing some kind of kung fu, he would be furious after being interrupted.

Before they could figure out what to do, they heard a loud bang, the magic circle really exploded, and the whole hall collapsed, and the flying bricks and tiles fell on everyone like rain.

Panicked exclamations suddenly erupted, and the guards ran away one after another, and even those with low cultivation levels were injured by the violent spatial fluctuations caused by the exploding magic circle, and their mouths were bleeding when they fell to the ground.

Such a big movement was heard by almost the whole sect, and many people rushed to this side at once, the fastest ones were a few cultivators who had transformed into gods, and they came to the front almost in the blink of an eye, but seeing this situation, their expressions It also changed a lot.

Among the ruins, near the mountain wall, a deep black hole was torn open.

"Tai Zun?"

Someone called out a few times tentatively, but there was no response at all. A bad premonition began to emerge from the bottom of his heart, and they all rushed into the hole regardless of any taboos.

As the supreme sect, the underground of the entire mountain is almost within the scope of Tianhe's cave, but now the inside is more severely damaged than the outside.

After a lot of fuss, everyone finally found Tianhe's man in a practice room deep underground, but he fell on his back among the rocks, his legs were still sitting cross-legged, his face was ferocious and unusual His body was pale, his whole body was empty of blood, and he was already too dead to die.

(End of this chapter)