Bone Taoist

Chapter 856: Disciples of Shendu Mountain

Yancheng is a neutral fairy city next to a waterfall and a large lake, four thousand miles north of Lingxu Mountain.

This place had a great history in ancient times. Legend has it that it was once the territory of the ancient dynasty, the Great Yan Kingdom. Later, it declined with the turmoil in the late ancient times. However, many remnants of the Great Yan Kingdom remain, and even some of their ancestors were famous figures in ancient times.

Of course, this is limited to the records in their family tree and is unknown to outsiders. Even if it is told to others, others will not believe that your clan is a family of true immortals.

Words alone are not enough. There must be real magical powers and Taoist techniques passed down. This is also the biggest worry for the remaining people of the Yan State.

The sound of flying was heard from the sky. Ye Zang and Yue Ling came here and looked at the fairy city from afar.

"There are all kinds of people here, with both immortals and demons coexisting. You have to be careful." Ye Zang said with concentration.

“Junior brother, you are quite cautious. I have also heard from the headmaster about this Yan city. Many years ago, an extraordinary person emerged. It is said that he was a descendant of the Great King of Yan. The blood in his body has returned to its original state. He has a very high talent for cultivation and has already entered the realm of He Dao.” Yue Ling said with his eyes shining.

Hundreds of years ago, when the Guanghan Dao Conference was held, cultivators from all over the world came to participate. Yue Ling had also heard from the headmaster before that there was a genius from Yancheng who shone brightly at the conference.

He became the most famous monk in the neutral sect.

Many years have passed, and that genius has entered the Hedao realm and become the ruler of Yancheng. Judging from his age and level of cultivation, he should be a young Taoist of the same generation as Ji Beilin and Tan Tai Jing.

"There are quite a few neutral Taoist forces in Dongsheng." Ye Zang said casually.

"Junior brother, you were born in Southern Xinjiang, so you may not know that although the immortals and demons in Dongsheng have the loudest voices, in fact, most of the sects and cultivators are neutral. Those people are very sharp-eyed, and once there is a slight disturbance, they will lean towards the other side..."

As they talked, they landed side by side not far away.

The majestic city stands on a large lake, which is one of the few remaining spiritual springs in central China. It is also the largest gathering place for Taoist monks besides the Hehuan Sect and the Tianque Temple.

When he got closer, Ye Zang used his magic eye to see through it. This place was also guarded by an array, but it was only a Nascent Soul array of the Tianxuan level.

Yu Wei asked Ye Zang and Yue Ling to come here to purchase some spiritual items, such as spiritual incense cushions, talismans, and yellow paper. They could also inquire about the current war situation in the south.

In fact, the excitement in the southern part of Dongsheng is now being watched by countless eyes from other departments.

For example, in the Ninth Heaven, all over Dongsheng, and even in other continents, there are elders of the Hedao Sect who are watching the unrest between immortals and demons in the south.

As the two walked along the street, they heard many people talking about the war in the south.

"After attacking Longshou Mountain for a month, we still couldn't break the Xiao family's formation. Is the Xiao family that powerful?"

"The Hehuan Sect is involved, otherwise with Jiang Yijing's magical power, they would have been able to break in long ago!"

"Alas, now that chaos has begun, where should we go?"

"The flames of war have not yet reached the central region, so don't worry, at worst you can flee to another state."

"Where can I go? Among the ten continents in the world, Dongsheng is the most stable. I heard that those small sects in Tianming fought each other to the death for the thousand-year-old spiritual material."

"The West is sparsely populated, vast and sparsely populated, and it's a good place to go. The three continents of the Southern Frontier are also a secluded place to escape the war, as long as you can tolerate the thin spiritual energy."

"It's better than dying in a war."

…Ye Zang and Yue Ling walked in Yancheng in silence.

They could feel that there was a sense of impending storm here. Apparently, there were many cultivators from both the immortal and demonic paths lurking in secret. For both the immortal and demonic paths, any neutral force was the key to their contention. When necessary, they would adopt the approach of killing first and reporting later, just like Luoying Valley did, forcing you to join the Liangshan movement.

An hour later, the two had already bought quite a few spiritual objects, and were asking around casually as casual cultivators.

"Senior Sister Yue, please go back to Lingxu Temple first. I will stay in this city for half a day." Ye Zang said with concentration.

"Junior Brother Xu, please be careful and don't reveal your identity." Yue Ling paused and nodded. She was still very confident in Ye Zang's magical powers. Judging from what Ye Zang had shown at the Taoist meeting, even the headmaster Yu Wei might not be able to defeat him.

After Yue Ling left, Ye Zang paced alone in Yancheng.

The lake was roaring with waves, the silver waterfall hanging from the cliff was splashing, and the spiritual energy turned into white mist ripples and dissipated.

The sounds of hustle and bustle are endless. On the shore closest to the lake, you can see luxurious palaces and caves standing there. That is where the people in power in Yancheng live.

That group of people claimed to be the remnants of the Yan State, but unfortunately, they did not inherit the Yan State's traditional magic, and they were just in name only.

Moreover, the Taoist magic powers that the survivors here are practicing now are all from various Taoist traditions.

Ye Zang looked at it intently and walked towards it. He was naturally planning to make friends with the remnants of the Yan State here. The people here have lived in the fairy city for generations and are a neutral force. They are well aware of the mixed crowds in Dongsheng.

"That's... a disciple from Shendu Mountain!"

At this moment, the voice of Wuxiang Taoist suddenly sounded in Ye Zang's mind.

Ye Zang followed Wuxiangtong's consciousness and looked to the right, only to see several Taoists flying in the air and escaping into the palace along the coast.

Those monks were wearing black and white robes, with monastic caps on their heads, and their expressions were extremely cold.

Shendu Mountain is the strongest neutral sect in the whole of Dongsheng. Its overall strength is comparable to that of a large sect. Moreover, according to rumors from Dongsheng cultivators, Shendu Mountain is guarded by a great Dao weapon, a Dao weapon that not even Luoying Valley has!

Perhaps, this is the reason why Shendu Mountain has been able to stand in Dongsheng Shenzhou for many years without falling, and even the Eight Immortal Sects and Six Demon Sects do not dare to provoke it easily.

"Are you sure?" Ye Zang replied with his spiritual consciousness.

"No doubt about it. I will never forget the aura of these disciples from aristocratic families!" Wuxiang Daotong said in a cold voice, "The death of Master Wuxiang is closely related to Shendu Mountain. Master Wuxiang once forged an embryo. Shendu Mountain sent people to pay respect to him many times, but they were rejected by Master Wuxiang one by one."

Afterwards, True Man Wuxiang went on a long journey and died a few days after he came back.

As for the unfinished "embryo", it has also disappeared.

Before she died, she asked Wuxiang Ding to bury her body somewhere in Dongsheng. Her powerful soul evolved into a secret treasure of Hedao, wandering in the Nine Heavens all year round. Wuxiang Ding hid in Zifu and drifted to Tianmingzhou.

"How come this way of death is somewhat similar to that of the peerless sword master in Yijian Villa? Could it be that Immortal Wuxiang also went to the ancient clan's life restricted area?" Ye Zang frowned slightly and said, "Is Immortal not revealing anything else?"

Wu Xiang Dao Tong sighed and shook his head, saying, "After the Immortal returned to Islam, he kept silent, sometimes lucid and sometimes insane. It was not until he died that he used his spiritual consciousness to leave a few last words in my cauldron. At that time, I had not yet fully developed spiritual wisdom, so I can only remember this much."

(End of this chapter)