Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1013 Trouble
Taoist Zhuang’s pupils were frozen.

He knew who the person in the sky was. This face, this face that had flashed thousands of times and frightened him so much that he could not meditate - there were few people in Changxiao Sect who were more familiar with it than him.

Li Zhouwei.

When his fellow disciples surrounded and killed them on the lake, he not only observed them carefully, but also injured them with magic, coveted their treasures, and cursed them... If you count them carefully, it is enough to kill him hundreds of times.

"thump…"

The old man below the main seat knelt down on the ground bit by bit, unable to look away. Even though everything was in front of him, his mind was still a mess:
"What's going on..."

From Taoist Zhuang who was in charge of guarding this place at Changxiao Sect to the two small families and relatives at the banquet, no one had ever thought of such a scene. They had never thought that Bai Lin would stand in front of the mountain gate. Not only had they not thought about it, they even felt it was impossible even if they saw it!
"White Qilin? Why is White Qilin here? Visiting a friend? ...Visiting a friend at Changxiaomen? Huh?"

It's nothing more than the confusion of the people - Changxiaomen has been peaceful for too long, and Yue State's rule of stopping at a certain point has also been in place for too long.

Over the past few hundred years, there have been many overseas struggles. How many times have they reached the mountain gate? Even if there were situations where they reached the mountain gate, the Purple Mansion would have been completely destroyed!
What a joke, there is a great immortal still alive in Changxiao Sect!
Although no one said it openly, in this era when Qingchi is weakening and the sun is losing its brilliance, even if Changxiao Sect claims to be the number one sect among immortals, there is really no one in the current Yue Kingdom who can match it!
"Then what is this for? Since it's impossible to visit a friend..."

"Tick tock..."

The night was quiet, the lights were soft, and the wine flowed slowly on the table, reflecting the colorful rays of light in the sky. The sound of dripping was extremely harsh. In an instant, everyone lowered their heads and looked at Taoist Zhuang who was at the highest point.

"It must be revenge."

Taoist Zhuang's eyes were dull, his body slumped limply on the main seat, his neck was stiff, and he stood on the seat like a statue. His pupils were dilated to the extreme, and all expressions disappeared, leaving only despair.

The magical power in the sky did not give them much time to think.

Everything happened so fast that it was difficult to react. Taoist Zhuang's legs were still limp, but the night sky had turned into endless white, filling everyone's pupils. One could not see one's hand in front of one's face, and only endless white remained.

"Boom!"

The formation on the ceiling was as fragile as an eggshell and disappeared in the face of the white light. The white light continued to fall, but like a gentle breeze, it brushed across everyone's face without causing any harm.

The entire building beneath their feet rumbled and all the lines on the platform became blind. All the people on the platform were shocked and broke out in cold sweats. Some were incontinent and some were crying. They were all frozen in place, unharmed, but trapped in the rolling bright light, unable to move.

The great formation that was said to be infinitely mysterious and one of the best formations in foundation building seemed like a joke in front of the magical power. The light in the sky was like a giant beast, which broke the formation on the ground with a breath, but it still had to restrain its strength for fear of crushing the entire market to pieces.

"Ok?"

It was not until this moment that the young man in the sky shifted his eyes slightly and noticed the Taoist on the ground, looking at him from a long distance like a god looking down from heaven.

The next moment, boiling sky light swarmed in from Taoist Zhuang’s seven orifices. He could not hold on for even a moment. His body, which had been practicing for many years and full of fire, suddenly swelled up and exploded without any warning.

"Boom!"

The boiling fire gushed out, and the blood burned into a raging flame, splashing out on the spot and falling like rain. Everyone on both sides lost their voices, and their robes were wet. They could only tremble on the spot, not daring to look up.

The huge flying boat has descended from the sky. Soldiers in armor have hurriedly landed in the market town and rushed into every place without mercy. There are footsteps everywhere, but the white light in the sky is flickering. The monks on the stage dare not move and stand there stupidly.

But all the white light was still surging upwards, leaving them where they were. The countless white lights that had fallen from the sky like rain flowed back and gathered in one place. Dragon flags and phoenix chariots shuttled over, and rolling colorful clouds covered the entire Helin County. The wind was rising and the clouds were surging, revealing a glimpse of the huge creature.

A gate covered with mysterious patterns, covering the sky.

……

Changxiao Gate.

The mountains are majestic, palaces are densely packed, white mist is rolling, rising and leaping. In front of the Xuan Palace at the highest point, two white bottles are shining brightly, gushing out strong spiritual energy that pours down along the steps. However, the Golden Palace on the gate of Changxiao Mountain is in chaos.

The white clothes with gold patterns fluttered in the wind, and the colorful flags in the sky were dancing in disorder in the wind. A group of elders and guests were flying around in the mountains, their faces were either terrified or angry, and shouts were heard everywhere.

"Head!"

The gorgeous attire of the leader looked even more noble in the colorful light, but the old man's face was filled with fear, his whole body was trembling, he stood blankly on the mountain peak, with monks kneeling on the ground beside him, all looking at him.

"Head!"

This group of monks were filled with anger. They surrounded him and shouted noisily:
"The Li family... was originally a family ruled by evil spirits, yet they became the Purple Mansion... and they dared to provoke our glorious and righteous sect!"

"What a courage! Who is our Changxiao Sect? We are a great Taoist sect, how can we allow him to be so presumptuous!"

"I hope the master can ask the real person to come out and subdue the evil spirits!"

Everyone had angry looks on their faces, except for the white-haired master, who looked distraught, with dilated pupils. It seemed that he was not paying attention to what everyone was saying, but rather to his cold hands and feet, and was trembling.

"The Li family has sent troops here... it's impossible that they only want to destroy a market!"

His gaze stayed on the dense escaping lights in the sky. He had a very ominous premonition in his heart and vaguely realized that all the colorful clouds were rising.

This enormous magical power has been pushed to the limit. The entire plain is clearly visible. Wherever there is colorful clouds, cultivators and mortals alike all look up in horror. The eyes of millions of people are filled with endless uneasiness and fear.

"What is he going to do?"

Under the gazes of millions of people, this sky gate slammed down, bringing with it billowing purple flames and sky light, and smashed into the majestic Changxiao Mountain Gate, which was dotted with fairy towers!

As the magical power was brought down, an overwhelming force of suppression came over them. For a moment, the escaping lights that were watching timidly at the mountain gate could not keep their footing and fell down one after another, as if countless beta planets were falling and white light was like rain.

The entire Changxiao Mountain Gate was shrouded in colorful light, and the sky was filled with brilliant silver light. The Changxiao Gate's mountain protection formation was operating spontaneously!
[Tianyi Zhixi Ling Array]!
This formation was densely covered with mysterious patterns, emerging from the void and covering the entire Changxiao Mountain Gate. Before the light reached its brightest, the Heavenly Gate suddenly smashed down:
"Boom..."

The piercing sound echoed throughout the entire mountain range. One disciple after another fell down the mountain in a panic, flying like headless flies. Amid the endless noise, a strong white light continued to spread over the formation...

The white-haired man sat down on the ground, his heart was extremely cold, and the shouting and cursing in his ears stopped abruptly, but he still murmured in disbelief:

"This is... an attempt to destroy our Chang Xiao Sect! How is it possible..."

"Where is the Great Immortal?"

Bai Binzi's mind went blank. After all, he was the head of the sect. He knew what Chang Xiao Zhenren's attitude was, and he felt even more anxious.

"Let alone the Great Immortal, we don't even know where the Immortal is... Even if the Immortal is indeed in the sect... can he defeat Bai Lin and Zhao Jing together! "

"Boom!"

The trees in the mountains trembled, the earth shook, and the spiritual power surged. The white-haired man slowly climbed up from the ground. The monks on both sides all looked terrified. The old man raised his eyebrows and took a look.

Looking out from the mountain gate, the only thing left in the sky was the white light that was so thick that it was impossible to open one's eyes, and the Heavenly Gate standing majestically in the white light. Endless purple flames descended from the gate, burning it with gray smoke everywhere.

Nothing else.

"Real people...real people..."

The man with white hair stared at the white light outside the formation with cold sweat on his face. He fumbled in his sleeves but could not take out anything.

He had already crushed the jade talisman that Cheng Yan had given him, so he must have known about it! Even if he didn't know, how could such an earth-shaking event escape the eyes and ears of a real person!

His white hair seemed to have taken root under his feet. He stared blankly at the sky, but the noise around him suddenly stopped and his pupils dilated at the same time.

The only gate standing in the endless white light finally changed. A young man was standing under the gate holding a spear, looking at them coldly.

This man had long eyebrows and cold eyes, and his temperament was very different. The long hair that he had tied up back then was now loose and fluttering slightly. He was surrounded by rolling magical powers, and the sky gate behind him was tall and bright, making him look like a king.

When he lowered his eyebrows, he was steady, calm and expressionless. But when he raised his eyebrows, he was completely different. He looked ferocious, with a golden light shining brightly, and looked extremely evil, as if he was ready to devour anyone.

The pair of golden eyes seemed to pierce through the cover of the formation, looking down at everything without any hindrance. This real fear, as if looking directly into the Purple Palace, made Bai Binzi's heart skip a beat, his chest felt hot, and he wanted to vomit blood in panic.

It wasn't just the white-haired man. When this white unicorn appeared in the sky, all the curses on the mountain quieted down. This man seemed to have drained away everyone's courage and made everyone panic. No matter which corner the monks were hiding in, they all felt the same fear and kindness in their hearts:

"It seems... it seems like he is looking at me..."

They stared at the sky infatuatedly and irresistibly.

"thump…"

Amid the gentle sound of the mountain wind, there was a sudden sound of people kneeling down. This sound was like a flame falling into a firewood, as if it triggered some kind of change. The sound of people kneeling down continued:
"Thump...thump..."

More and more disciples knelt down and bowed their heads in fear in the mountains. Those with higher cultivation were fine, but those with lower cultivation had already started to kowtow. A strange atmosphere was spreading. The man with white hair forced himself to close his eyes, and the defense line in his heart seemed to be breached at any time:

"How is it possible... Even Taixu is cut off, how can his magical power penetrate the Purple Mansion Formation... How can he affect them through the Purple Mansion Formation..."

He had personally experienced what Bai Lin was like back then, but how could the pressure he was under today be comparable to that of the past?
"The real person... Where is the real person!"

Under this gaze, he felt like every day was a year, his hands and feet were trembling, and the bright brown light finally shone out, covering the front of the mountain gate and emitting endless mysterious light.

A man in brown clothes has appeared before him, standing quietly on the solitary peak. He has an ugly face and stares at the sky outside with a gloomy and uncertain look, appearing extremely irritable.

It’s Master Cheng Yan!

On the contrary, Bai Binzi was so relieved that he fell to his knees with a plop and cried:

“A real person!”

No matter how much Cheng Yan is thinking at the moment, as long as he shows up, Bai Binzi will have a glimmer of hope. The only thing to be afraid of is that this real person is not in the sect at all, and several families have agreed to sell the mountain gate to this family or that family. Then he will have no way to escape!
His crying sounded so relieved, Cheng Yan was in no mood to pay attention to him. Let alone the disciples and elders in the mountains, even Cheng Yan was full of doubts at this moment!

"No...huh?"

"For no reason... suddenly there is such a murderous intention... Don't all the sects care? Chang Xiao told me that Dao Huanghuang just needs to wait for the Yang family to come and recruit us... That Lord Yang has done nothing wrong, why is the Li family crazy!"

He was angry and suspicious in his heart, but the Li family was powerful. Without Chang Xiao's help, he estimated that he would have a hard time fighting Li Zhouwei, let alone Li Ximing... The most important thing was that the Li family was so confident in raising troops, but he was afraid they might have some confidence!
The immortal looked around, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. He waved his sleeves heavily, and a bright light of earth exploded in the mountains, knocking down the elders and disciples.

The strange atmosphere in the mountains suddenly eased, but no one dared to speak. They stood up silently one by one. Cheng Yan felt a little embarrassed:

"The Heaven Gate is just outside the formation... This suppression magic is always disgusting, it is impossible to get away quietly..."

His expression became more and more ugly, and the formation under his feet was constantly shaking. Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows, but found that the man under the sky gate raised his eyes slightly and spoke:

"Cheng Yan."

The sound seemed very plain, resonating with the magical power and transmitted into the formation. Master Cheng Yan's expression changed slightly. For a moment, he did not dare to look at him and slowly looked away.

But these words broke the last of Bai Binzi's tense nerves. The old man took a few steps back like a sick man, sat down on the ground, trembling his lips, and said in horror:
"He can see! He can see!"

His voice was shrill and echoed in the mountains, causing panic among the people. The low-level cultivators who had just managed to stand up straight were bent over and fell to the ground like a mowed wheat field after being shouted at. Those who were not strong enough even knelt down again.

To be honest, Master Cheng Yan knew better than anyone in the sect how terrifying Ming Yang Jia was. He was a figure that no one in the Louying Pavilion could take down! When he shouted at her, she felt a chill in her heart.

He forced himself to remain calm and raised his eyebrows. In the light, he could see the long spear raised and pointed at the mountains below his feet. It was sharp and dazzling. The young man said:

"You will be punished if you go out into battle, and I will leave you as your disciple."

Cheng Yan never thought that he would lose face by saying this. Although he was a little scared in his heart, his face remained calm and his expression was sinister. Before he opened his mouth, he saw that Li Zhouwei's palm became brighter and brighter, and a silver-white light jumped out of it.

This ray of light was extremely dense, sometimes gathering and sometimes dividing, like a playful carp, nimbly moving up and down in his palm, but as it moved, it rolled up bright lightning and was filled with a destructive aura.

Cheng Yan finally realized what was going on and his face quickly turned pale. With his Purple Mansion-level vision, he could naturally see clearly what that silver light was!
It looks like a single smear, but in fact it is densely packed with hundreds or thousands of sesame-sized silver-white lightning bolts, the number of which is difficult to estimate. Each sesame-sized silver-white lightning bolt that appears is a silver-white lightning wedge like a long sword!
"As for breaking the formation and killing fellow Daoist... Minghuang doesn't mind the trouble. I just want to trouble you to perish and turn into dust."

The young man's thoughtful, even somewhat amused voice echoed in all directions and reached his ears:

"When the Wu Earth falls on the mountain gate, countless casualties will be caused. It will pollute the spiritual veins, which is not good."

Main characters in this chapter
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Li Zhouwei [Early Purple Mansion]

Cheng ○ Yan [Early Purple Mansion Period]

(End of this chapter)