Bone Taoist

Chapter 631: Old and new grudges
The head of the tomb was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, with an expressionless face and a cold murderous intent. Ever since he stepped into the valley, the air seemed to freeze.

The eyes of the monks around him trembled slightly, and they were talking a lot.

Sword Fourteen stepped on the sword energy and entered the valley, hugging the sword box with a warm smile on his face.

In the end, the Holy Son of Taichu fell into the Heavenly Valley in an extremely domineering manner, with his hair spread out and his face stern. After so many years of hard training since Grandma Tian's talk, he has become much more restrained.

"The first seat of the Corpse Gate."

"Sword Fourteen of Yijian Villa!"

"The last person is the Holy Son of Taichu. It is said that he almost reached Sendai."

Everyone was talking and their eyes followed the three people.

Hearing the commotion, Bai Yujing came out to greet him in person, with a swaying white robe and a smile on his face.

In Tianmu's discussion of Taoism, these three people had fought bloody battles with Bai Yujing more than once, but due to fighting over Taoism, it could not be considered a life-or-death injustice.

"Three fellow Taoists, long time no see." Bai Yujing said with cupped hands.

"Master Bai, your Taoism has become more and more exquisite." Jian Shisi said with a smile on his lips.

The four of them exchanged a few greetings and then took their seats.

The Holy Son of Taichu looked around, seeming to be looking for someone.

In the Bijing Lake, there are slight ripples, the blue spiritual energy is rising, the translucent crystal trees along the bank are swaying, and the pavilions and pavilions are continuous in all directions.

Ye Zangzheng and Shu Aohan were sitting across from each other in a transparent pavilion, with bead curtains falling on all sides, making it a secluded place.

The two of them were drinking tea and chatting, looking very comfortable.

Outside, there were constant sounds of fleeing and the voices of many monks talking.
A gorgeous war boat, outside Tiangu, famous disciples from outside came one after another.

"That's right, Chen Ying from Luoying Valley is indeed peerless in beauty!"

"Liu Xu from Emperor Wu's city is here too."

"Tiangang Qixingbu is Mr. Murong from Qingcheng Temple!"

"The chief disciple of Tianque Temple, Lu Yanzhi."

All of a sudden, disciples from the Eight Immortal Sects and the Sixth Demonic Sect of Dongsheng Shenzhou came one after another.

However, everyone looked at Lu Yanzhi with a gloomy expression and couldn't help but start talking.

More than ten years ago in Beihai, he suffered a big loss from Ye Zang, the leader of the divine sect, and almost died.

Also traveling with him at that time were Senior Brother Renwangdian and Mu Wu, the leader of Qingdi City, both of whom had been beheaded by Ye Zang.

"Why can't I see that leader Ye? Mr. Bai invited him?"

"This person has made many enemies, so he may not dare to come here."

"These Taoists from Dongsheng Shenzhou will not let him go easily."

Everyone around was talking about Ye Zang.

Nowadays, Ye Zang's name is known to everyone in the ten continents. Since the battle in Beihai, Ye Zang has completely become famous in the ten continents, and his reputation is extremely evil.

Many monks wanted to see what this Chief Ye looked like and whether he had three heads and six arms.

While they were discussing, another bright light came from outside the Tiangu.

Ye Zang put down the tea and looked away.

In the distance, he noticed an extremely powerful aura.

It was an unpretentious flying boat, tearing through the clouds and mists, escaping.

Above it, three figures descended from the sky.

"People from Dayan Tiangong!" You Tianjiao exclaimed.

Among the Eight Immortal Sects and the Six Demonic Sects, apart from the Guanghan Holy Domain, the Dayan Tiangong has the strongest overall strength. It is precisely because of this that they can compete with the Jackdaw Sect on the border.

It can be said that the Dayan Heavenly Palace and the Divine Religion have been grudges for a long time. Since the end of ancient times, Master Jackdaw and the Dayan Heavenly Lord have been at odds with each other. They have often fought and attacked each other. This grudge has become deeper and deeper over the endless years, reaching the point where it is impossible to do so. The point of adjustment. ,

The leading woman, wearing a green Taoist robe and a black hair crown, huddled up and came out holding a fly whisk.

Her appearance could not be said to be stunning, but could be described as rich and handsome. Her narrow eyes were extremely deep and unfazed, her Taoist robes were noisy, and her magic power was as boundless as the sea, making it difficult for people to see through or understand.

"She is Tantai Jing..." Someone looked at the woman and their voices became softer.

"I heard that she is the most talented female disciple since the Dayan Tiangong sect was founded."

"This woman has never failed since she entered Taoism. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Twenty years ago, she fought with Chu Qianchao from the Divine Sect and beat the latter into a half-crippling state. Her magical powers are unfathomable."

Wei Wuya and Zhang Tianlin, both of whom are also famous geniuses in various tribes, are now willing to hesitate behind Tantai Jing, which is enough to show the transcendent status of this woman in the Heavenly Palace.

As soon as the two of them entered Tiangu, their gazes pierced in all directions, obviously looking for Ye Zang.

Ye Zang has a lot of grudges with the two of them.

In the Rift of Gods and Demons, Ye Zang was not yet accomplished in his Taoism and was hunted down by Zhang Tianlin's Bai Yingang body. When they were in Beihuang, Wei Wuya and Ziyao teamed up to block the way.

The two of them watched with their spiritual eyes for a long time, frowning slightly, but neither found Ye Zang's figure.

Naturally, Ye Zang used his spiritual consciousness to cover his aura. No spiritual consciousness could compete with him on the overpass here. How could he catch Ye Zang's figure if he didn't have the Heavenly Dharma Eye by his side.

"I guess it hasn't arrived yet." Zhang Tianlin said.

"Oh, I will make him look good this time." Wei Wuya clasped his hands.

"Sister, let's go to Lingshan Mountain." Zhang Tianlin said to Tantai Jing

Tantai nodded silently.

Under the gaze of everyone, the three of them flew to a spiritual mountain in the south, found a spacious dojo, and closed their eyes to rest.

There are still more than ten days left before Bai Yujing's sect is launched.

The entire Langxu Mountain is becoming more and more lively. Not only are the geniuses gathering in the Tiangu, but there are also many casual Taoists who come to pay homage to the mountain gate. The crowds are flowing and the noise is endless.

By the Tiangu Bijing Lake, there were crowds of people. The monks were walking around among each other, discussing Taoism and Dharma.

"Guanghan Sanctuary has arrived!"

Just the day before the party started, a group of unexpected people came.

Hearing this, all the geniuses looked out in surprise.

There was a hint of coldness in the air.

"What a grand occasion." Shu Ao said coldly.

"This sect has a bottomless foundation. It can be regarded as the only sect that truly inherits the ancient orthodoxy." Ye Zang said.

Guanghan Sanctuary, it is said that this sect has a place to ascend to Guanghan Sanctuary, just like Tianmu Immortal Platform.

It was clearly noon, but a bright moon was hanging above the night at some point. The cold moonlight poured down, and countless tiny pieces of ice and snow fell from the sky.

A suspended Yunge flying boat in the distance seemed to have flown down from the ninth heaven.

Whoosh whoosh!
More than a dozen rays of light floated down from the flying boat, and the extremely luxurious Yunge flying boat quietly disappeared in the night.

There were men and women in this group, all wearing Taoist robes as white as snow, silver hair crowns, and crescent moon embroidery engraved on the cuffs. Their expressions were cold and frosty, revealing their inhumanity. They were just like Shu Aohan who had achieved great mastery of swordsmanship in his previous life, but they seemed to be born without any emotion or desire. The stars and moon were dormant in their eyes, without any emotion at all.

"Did those Taoists come from the Guanghan Holy Land?" "This sect has stood firm forever. It is said that it existed in ancient times when the great demon was rampant."

"The ancient Dongsheng Divine Continent was inhabited by the Great Golden Crow Demon. How did they survive?"

"It is said that a true immortal came to the world, and the sect created a sacred realm for this reason, and this way it avoided the great demon disaster."

"How powerful can this ancient religion be if it is passed down like this..."

The eyes of a group of disciples trembled slightly.

I really didn't expect that Bai Yujing would be so famous that he invited all the disciples from the Guanghan Holy Domain.

Watching this group of disciples who do not eat grains and have cold eyes, they soar into the sky and come slowly.

Ye Zang frowned slightly and looked at it unexpectedly.

Among that group of disciples, Ye Zang sensed a familiar aura.

A total of sixteen Guanghan disciples came, and the woman at the end was wearing a curtain hat and a white gauze covering her face, which made Ye Zang particularly concerned.

Ye Zang didn't care that the woman discovered him, and immediately activated his Dharma Eye to pierce through.

"Xu Lingsha?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows.

Taichu Saint Xu Lingsha, has she joined Guanghan Sanctuary?

The Saint of Taichu also noticed Ye Zang's probing, the white gauze of her hat fluttered slightly, and she looked at him with a cold and ruthless gaze.

Xu Lingsha had cultivated Dharma Eyes. After trying her best to penetrate, she discovered Ye Zang in the Yage.

However, she was not surprised at all.

"She seems to have changed a lot. Not only is her magic power extremely cold, her temperament is also like a pool of stagnant water." Ye Zangsi hesitated.

"What are you looking at!" Shu Aohan waved his slender hand in front of Ye Zang.

"There may be great changes in the Holy Land of Taichu." Ye Zang said to Shu Aohan.

Shu Aohan was slightly startled and said, "Why are you talking about the Holy Land of Taichu again?"

The Holy Land of Taichu is one of the ten major sects of Tianming Continent. After the war broke out in the ten continents in the previous life, the Eternal God Sect bloodbathed the mortals in the eastern part of Tianming Continent. The Holy Land of Taichu has long since disappeared, and no one knows where they went.

Now Ye Zangyi speculated that they might have hooked up with Guanghan Sanctuary long ago.

The vision of the bright moon opened up by Xu Lingsha, the saint of the early days, is also very consistent with the path of the Guanghan Holy Land.

In other words, they are from the same lineage. Ye Zang frowned and thought wildly.

In Tiangu, Bai Yujing came out and smiled and said something to a group of Guanghan disciples.

It seems that Bai Yujing has known the disciples of the Holy Domain since the end of ancient times. He personally welcomed the Guanghan disciples to the palace dojo in Lingshan Mountain to the north.

Until nightfall.

The Tiangu is even more beautiful, showing the extremely dreamy scenery.

The crystal tree exudes a faint glow, the fairy clouds above Tiangu are hung with diamond-like bead curtains, and fireflies the size of mayflies are flying around the Bijing Lake, making the scenery of Tiangu look extremely Untrue.

Groups of maids and Taoists held a banquet in the valley, with an endless supply of wine and food.

The five fairies from the Xiling royal family had a slightly red face and were playing and playing by the lake, which made some disciples' hearts beat fast.

Bai Yujing didn't show any airs and drank with all the talented disciples.

After drinking for a while, he put on a gentle smile and said loudly: "Everyone, thanks to me, I am willing to give Bai the honor to come here. Tomorrow at 10 o'clock, it will be the opening gift of my Mending Heaven Sect. At that time, I will give you A blessing to you all!”

"Creation, what creation?" The Holy Son of Taichu raised his brows.

"Brother Dao, don't worry, we will know tomorrow." Mr. Bai said with a smile.

He invited so many core disciples of the great sect to come here, so naturally he would not neglect them.

When the family was just established, Bai Yujing needed a stable space for development, so he wanted to make friends.

On Lingshan Mountain to the north, Wei Wuya's voice was like thunder, and Huanghuang said, "Mr. Bai, did you invite Ye Zang from the Immortal Burial Sea?"

"Ye Zang?"

"I almost forgot about this person."

"If you want to say who is the most popular in Tianmingzhou, it must be Leader Ye who has ascended to Tianmu Immortal Platform and traveled across the North Sea!"

Hearing this, everyone finally remembered why they didn't notice that Ye Kuishou from the Immortal Burial Sea was here.

After hearing this, many people pricked up their ears.

With a smile on Bai Yujing's lips, Ye Zang presented the spiritual slip. Naturally, he knew that Ye Zang was coming. Then he looked towards a certain elegant pavilion by the lake and said with a smile: "Master Ye, aren't you already here? "

Hearing this, there was a swish sound, and Tiangu suddenly began to boil.

Tuoba Muying's beautiful eyes trembled and she looked towards Bai Yujing.

On the side of the Central Continent Royal Disciple, Nangong Ling squinted her eyes with a slight smile on her lips.

The Holy Son of Taichu stood up directly and looked where Bai Yujing was looking.

The spiritual energy of the night was rippling, and a touch of autumn wind blew from nowhere, blowing up the beaded curtains of the Accord.

Inside, Ye Zang and Shu Aohan were facing each other at the desk, drinking spiritual tea calmly.

"Ye Zang!" Wei Wuya's eyes widened, and he immediately soared down from the Lingshan Mountain, his overbearing magic power causing waves to surge.

"It's really him, Ye Zang from the Immortal Burial Sea." Dugu Wanyei said with concentration. He also participated in the pursuit of Ye Zang that time.

"I came with him." Xiahou Entropy spread his hands and smiled.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" the second largest bandit's granddaughter said with a frown.

"You didn't ask me either." Xiahou Entropy said.

"When did he come in? Why didn't I notice it?"

"Brother Ye..." Tuoba Muying looked complicated.

The Fourteenth Sword and the first tomb also stood up at the same time.

The Holy Son of Taichu looked closely at the familiar figure behind the bead curtain. The journey to Xiantai more than twenty years ago was still vivid in his mind, as if it was yesterday.

Tantai Jing also looked at him with interest.

"The woman next to him must be the golden immortal goddess from Fuyuan Daze."

"It's really stunning, but it's a bit cooler."

Someone started talking about Shu Aohan.

Looking at Wei Wuya who was falling in the sky with great fanfare, Ye Zang stood up calmly, raised his wine glass in a distant salute, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Wei, you are well."

The flesh on Wei Wuya's face twitched, and he flicked his sleeves fiercely. He didn't want to cause trouble in Bai Yujing's territory, and snorted coldly: "Since Ye Kuaishou is here, why bother hiding."

Ye Zang shrugged, spread his hands and said with a smile: "When did I hide? I have been drinking here. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Wei's spiritual eyesight has been damaged?"

"Ye Zang, don't give me any pride. After this, we will settle old and new scores together." Wei Wuya said angrily.

In Tiangu, many disciples of Dongsheng Shenzhou also looked at Ye Zang with cold expressions and murderous intent in their eyes.

Especially the geniuses from Tianque Temple, Renwang Palace and Qingdi City, Lu Yanzhi's eyes were so gloomy that they were almost dripping with water. He wished he could kill Ye Zang immediately and cut Ye Zang into pieces.

(End of this chapter)