She is Jianxiu

When Zhao Yu arrived in Beiyunzhou, the first thing he did was to meet up with the elders of Zhu Xuan Sect. Fortunately, they were scattered not far away. Within two incense sticks, Zhao Yu saw Luo Chengyi and others flying over.

Not many people went with them this time. Zhu Xuan Sect left the head Wu Qiwen in Longdi, and the three elders Luo Chengyi, Gu Xiuning and Kong Wei came. Each of them brought one or two disciples, and the total number of people was no more than ten. With the strength of these disciples, it would be difficult for them to fight with others and fight for the ancestral land. However, after retaking the old site of the mountain gate, there were still many trivial things in the sect that needed to be done by someone, so the disciples needed to do it themselves.

After an absence of three hundred years, Luo Chengyi and others returned to Beiyunzhou again. They could not hide their excitement and wished they could go to the old site of the mountain gate right away to take a look at the old ruins.

Fortunately, they knew clearly in their hearts that the master was now seriously injured, and whether he could regain his hometown depended on Zhao Yu alone. It would be useless for them to do anything just by relying on themselves.

Luo Chengyi took a deep breath and calmed down a little. Then he raised his sleeves and said to Zhao Yu: "Senior Zhao, we have now passed the Heavenly Gate and arrived at the southernmost part of Beiyunzhou. If we go northeast for 3,000 miles, we will see a big river called Huishui. As long as we cross Huishui, we will see the old site of our sect."

Knowing that they were homesick, Zhao Yu smiled and nodded, preparing to leave, saying: "In this case, please ask Elder Luo to lead the way so that we can settle down in Beiyunzhou as soon as possible."

Luo Chengyi agreed immediately, found the direction and got up to escape. The rest of the people also hurriedly followed, not daring to delay for even a moment.

The Zhu Xuan sect was blessed by the founder, and therefore occupies a vast area, with three mountains and four waters, and thousands of mountains. These three mountains and four waters refer to the three mountain ranges of Shiyang, Danrong and Changyan, and four major rivers including Huishui. The spiritual veins under the three mountains and four waters are crisscrossed, creating a place of great spiritual beauty. The highest mountain among them is called Chuanzhang, which is the intersection of three mountain ranges. It is the location of the Zhu Xuan sect's mountain gate.

Three hundred years ago, Wu Tanqing fled Beiyun with the elders and disciples of his sect. The three mountains and four waters originally occupied by the Zhu Xuan sect became an ownerless land. After the sect's storehouse was looted by the people of Fuwei Palace, the nearby sects moved in. The most powerful Danluo sect occupied Chuanzhang Mountain, and four or five other sects occupied the remaining hills, thus dividing up the three mountains and four waters.

The root cause is that the Danluo sect does not have an externalized cultivator like Wu Tanqing. Even if it wants to monopolize this place, it does not have the power to suppress other sects.

Now, more than three hundred years have passed, and the scenery on Kawajo Mountain remains the same, but the people who witness it are different.

In a cave at the back mountain, an old Taoist with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged. In front of him were four cultivators, all dressed differently, but all of them had the cultivation level of True Infant. Some were young, some were old, some had a calm expression, and some had angry eyes.

A beautiful woman with a golden ring around her neck and flying eyebrows snorted coldly, frowned and said unhappily: "My sect has been polite to them for a long time. How dare they come to our sect and act so presumptuous? In my opinion, we should kill this sect and slaughter all of them as a warning to others, so that others can see the methods of our Danluo sect."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks in the seat turned their eyes to the white-haired old Taoist priest, and seeing that he did not express anything, they could not help feeling disappointed.

"Elder Wu, what you said is a bit too much." The person who spoke this time was a middle-aged Taoist with a square face and ordinary appearance. As soon as he spoke to persuade, Elder Wu tilted his head and sneered, his eyes showing sarcasm. But he seemed not to notice it and continued: "Although there are only three True Infant cultivators under the Snake Heart Palace, all of them are cunning. If we act rashly, even if we get rid of those three people, we will most likely suffer losses, which will not be worth the loss.

"Besides, since our sect occupied Chuanzhang Mountain, there have been many people eyeing this precious land. If our vitality is seriously damaged now, it will give others an opportunity to take advantage of us." "Elder Yang is really eloquent and speaks a lot of great truths!" The woman glared at the middle-aged Taoist and said mockingly, "Then according to Elder Yang's opinion, why should our Danluo sect hesitate? We should just give Chuanzhang Mountain to the Snake Heart Palace to prevent them from being greedy every day."

The middle-aged Taoist priest was so bluntly scolded that he could no longer remain calm for a moment, and a layer of red appeared on his face.

"Jinxia, ​​don't be so presumptuous."

The old Taoist raised his eyelids and scolded the woman indifferently. He glanced at everyone and then looked at the young monk below and said, "Feng'er, what do you think about the matter of the Snake Heart Palace?"

Lu Feng was the handsome man with a calm expression who had not said a word the whole time. It was only after the old Taoist spoke that he said calmly, "Disciple thinks that what Junior Sister Jinxia said makes sense. Our sect should teach the Snake Heart Palace a lesson."

Wu Jinxia's face suddenly brightened, and she gave the middle-aged Taoist a provocative smile, saying, "Brother, you really understand the truth, unlike others who are always timid."

Lu Feng looked determined and said bluntly: "At the foot of Chuanzhang Mountain, there is the Thirteen Constellations Gathering Formation set up by Zhu Xuan's sect. The cultivation environment is incomparable to other places. After Zhu Xuan left, although our sect took the lead in occupying this place, it has never been able to eliminate the covetous hearts of others. That is why Elder Yang thinks that our sect should not act rashly. But if it continues like this, others will regard our Danluo sect as a soft persimmon that can be squeezed by anyone. How can our sect deter others?

"It would be better to start with the Snake Heart Palace to suppress the thoughts of those villains."

The Danluo Sect has occupied Chuanzhang Mountain for three hundred years, but the Shexin Palace was a sect that moved here from a distant place only decades ago. As soon as they arrived, they set their sights on the main peak of the Shiyang Mountain Range and not only expelled the original sect there, but are now expanding their mountain gates, all the way to the foot of Chuanzhang Mountain. Their intentions are obvious, and one cannot help but be on guard.

The middle-aged Taoist had suffered repeated setbacks and had been unhappy for a long time. Although he kept his head down and said nothing at this moment, his expression was very ugly.

The white-haired Taoist priest above him obviously valued Lu Feng more, and turned a blind eye to the embarrassment of the middle-aged Taoist priest. He just raised his hand and stroked his beard and said, "In this case, let's do as Feng'er said."

Everyone present dared not to respond, and only after hearing the old Taoist's instructions did they leave the place one after another.

The middle-aged Taoist came out of the cave, wandered around outside before returning to his residence. He paced back and forth in the room, sighing secretly, "Chen Danyou and his men are really determined to attack the Snake Heart Palace. I, Yang Cang, really misjudged them and fell under the hands of such a short-sighted person!"

No matter whether it was Wu Jinxia or Lu Feng, they were both disciples of Chen Danyou, the head of Danluo Sect. They were naturally different from the guest elders like him. However, Yang Cang had never thought that Chen Danyou could be so biased. He only trusted his own disciples and let himself work for him for more than 200 years. Now he was just an outsider! (End of this chapter)