Staying in the sect, controlling beasts and cultivating immortals

"I wonder what the senior in front of me wants to say to you who is blocking my way? I am Jiang Shiqiu, a sect leader of Lanzhou Lianshui Sect. I am here to meet you, senior."

The white-haired old man dressed as Old Wei was stunned, turned around and bowed forward with his fists clasped, his face respectful and his tone gentle.

In the desolate desert, with the scorching sun in the sky and the heat waves rolling, in front of an old man and a young boy, a figure suddenly stood in front of them, watching them quietly.

This person appeared very suddenly, silently, and even his breath was ethereal and difficult to detect.

This person had a calm expression and slightly squinted eyes. He looked to be middle-aged, tall and upright, and wore a moon-white robe that fluttered in the wind, as if he had merged into one with the surrounding world. The wind and sand were flying around him, but not a single speck of dust fell on him, but were automatically separated from him.

He has a square face with clear features, sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, eyes shining like cold stars, and a deep and sharp gaze. It seems that he can see through the vanity of all things in the world with just one glance.

She has a high nose bridge, flat red lips, and her long hair is casually tied up. A few strands of hair flutter in the wind, adding a bit of unrestrained meaning.

The most eye-catching thing is the faint crescent-shaped mark on his forehead, which seems to contain mysterious power and a vague sense of Taoism, and his skin emits a faint glow.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and occasionally a breath flowed out. Although it was a little weak, it surprised Old Wei. Although he had not yet become a god, he had already reached the late Purple Mansion or even the peak state.

It was Meng Xiangrui, one of the two gods from Qingzhou who had fought against Master Xuexuan in the past, from the Holy Land!

But it is obvious that the one who descended here at this moment is not his real body.

"Lianshui Zongjiang Shiqiu?"

Time seemed to stand still for a while, and after a short while, Meng Xiangrui took a light step forward. His voice, with a vague tone, fell gently into their ears.

Elder Wei was startled and even more alert, but his expression of respect became even more intense. He bowed his head again and said gently:

"exactly."

"Oh." Meng Xiangrui spoke calmly, glanced at the two of them, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes flickered as if he was a little unsure, and continued to ask calmly:
"Since you are from Lanzhou, why did you go to such great lengths to come to Wuzhou? You didn't take the official road, but walked through this remote desert, and you took the trouble to do so. It's really not easy."

Old Wei smiled bitterly, lowered his eyebrows and clasped his fists, saying:
"I usually love to travel and have fun. I have just accepted a disciple, so I just want to take him out to travel. It is better than just practicing hard in seclusion."

"As for why we are going to this Yunbo Desert..."

Elder Wei pondered for a moment, paused for a moment, smiled bitterly, and revealed a hint of helplessness, and said:

"This is something I never expected. I didn't know that Wuzhou would suddenly be in chaos. There was unrest everywhere. With my cultivation level, I was naturally afraid of being affected. So I had no choice but to walk through the desert. For the sake of safety, I just want to return to the sect as soon as possible."

Old Wei sighed and shook his head gently.

Yu Changsheng, who was standing aside, also nodded in approval and followed behind Old Wei. He said nothing but was extremely alert.

"Logically speaking... with the Black Turtle's breath concealment technique, even a spirit incarnation would have difficulty detecting our disguises. Although I don't know how Meng Xiangrui caught up with us, he should not have recognized me."

"Plus the conversations that Master and I had after we discovered his traces..."

"And if the situation is really desperate... then..."

Yu Changsheng muttered to himself, feeling somewhat helpless. Along the way, the two had been extremely vigilant, leaving no trace and sneaking around quietly. However, they did not expect that even after reaching the Yunbo Desert, they would still be met by Meng Xiangrui.

After Mr. Wei finished speaking, the air suddenly became quiet and the atmosphere was somewhat depressing. Only the whistling wind and sand were slowly flying. Meng Xiangrui was still standing in front of the two people, looking at them quietly without saying a word.

Seeing this, Elder Wei exhaled lightly, stepped forward, clasped his fists, and said in a gentle tone:

"If you are alright, Senior, we will leave now. It is fate that we met. If there is a chance in the future, Senior, if you come to Lianshui Sect, I will certainly entertain you. My master is Master Jiang Ping, who loves making friends the most in his life. Senior may know him."

After saying that, Old Wei lowered his head, took Yu Changsheng's hand, and walked past Meng Xiangrui. The three of them passed each other.

Meng Xiangrui frowned the whole time, looking at the backs of Wei Lao and Yu Changsheng, his eyes were disillusioned, a little uncertain, hesitant and worried in his heart, but when Wei Lao and Yu Changsheng passed by him, he suddenly turned around and said:
"Yu Changsheng!"

The air seemed to be still, and Elder Wei and Yu Changsheng remained stable. Only Elder Wei turned around and looked at Meng Xiangrui with a little doubt, wondering:
"What else do you want to say, senior? But what about Yu Changsheng, who has a bounty order issued by the Emperor of Qingzhou?"

His tone was natural, his expression was normal, his words were flawless, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

Seeing this, Meng Xiangrui was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head, waved at the two of them, and said lightly:

"It's okay. I was overthinking. You guys can go now."

"Wuzhou is in turmoil now, so it would be good to go back early. After you go back, if you have the chance, let me say hello to your master, Lianshui Zhenzun Liao Qing, and tell him that if he wants the Lianshui Sect to be stable, he should come to Wuzhou on his own initiative. I, Meng Xiangrui, will be waiting for him."

After these words came out, Elder Wei paused, bowed, and then looked even more suspicious, but he remained gentle and said:

"Senior, do you still know my master? However, who is Liao Qing that you are talking about? My master, Lianshui Zhenzun, should be Chen Qing."

The words were neither humble nor arrogant. As soon as these words came out, Meng Xiangrui frowned, looked at the two of them deeply, waved his sleeves again, and said lightly:
"Oh, yes, it's Chen Qing. I remembered it wrongly. You can go now."

The status of Lianshui Sect in Lanzhou is equivalent to that of the Three Sects in Wuzhou. It is the top sect in Lanzhou, and there is more than one True God of Transformation in the sect.

Lianshui Zhenzun is the incarnation of the sect. Lianshui is just a title of inheritance. When you reach the incarnation of the spirit, you can inherit it. Naturally, the real name of each generation of Lianshui Zhenzun is not easy to know to outsiders. It is a kind of secret. Even though Meng Xiangrui is also a spirit, he is eyeing Lanzhou and is determined to win it. However, in the short term, he does not want to fight to the death with the other party and wants to maintain peace for a while.

That's why he was hesitant and tried again and again.

After all, Lianshui Zhenzun was well-known for protecting his own disciples, and as Elder Wei said, his master Jiang Ping was Lianshui Zhenzun's youngest and most beloved disciple. Because of this relationship, even Meng Xiangrui did not want to offend him easily.

In fact, all these things were thought out by Wei a long time ago, including the choice of identity after disguise, which was all based on deep thought.

The Jiang Shiqiu he disguised himself as was indeed a real person and was indeed Jiang Ping's apprentice.

It can be said that Mr. Wei's behavior was foolproof.

After both attempts were resolved, Old Wei and Yu Changsheng both secretly breathed a sigh of relief, bowed their heads, and without saying a word, they quickly flew away.

Meng Xiangrui looked at the backs of the two people, his eyes flickering and uncertain, until the figures of the two people were about to disappear from his sight. Suddenly, he pursed his lips, bit his fingertips, and a trace of blood flowed out. He then used the blood to lightly wipe the crescent mark on his forehead.

In an instant, the crescent mark flickered slightly, and a hint of blood appeared. Meng Xiangrui's body shook, his face turned pale in an instant, and he looked a little weak, but he suddenly exhaled a breath of white air. His gestures changed rapidly, and he pressed the crescent mark on his forehead again.

"Blood and soul guide, mind and spirit are the traces, trace the source and root, cause and effect follow!"

After Meng Xiangrui finished speaking, his face turned even paler, his breathing became rapid, and he opened his mouth to spurt out another mouthful of blood. The crescent mark on his forehead suddenly flickered, and with the blood on Meng Xiangrui's finger as the line, after several twists, the red line crossed the void and spread towards the direction of Yu Changsheng.

In an instant, Meng Xiangrui's eyes suddenly sank. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and took a step forward. The space changed in an instant and he came in front of Yu Changsheng and Wei Lao who were going away. His face was so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping out. In an instant, he blasted out with a palm!
"Yu Changsheng! I almost got fooled by you guys!"

Meng Xiangrui sneered, and his angry voice was like muffled thunder rumbling in the void, echoing in the desert, and rolling up countless flying sands. A terrifying aura suddenly erupted, and the momentum belonging to the peak of the Purple Mansion rose into the sky, descending above the desert like a pillar of heaven. He pushed out one hand, and the void roared in an instant. From the nothingness, a pair of giant hands shining with golden light emerged, and they pinched Wei Lao and Yu Changsheng fiercely!
Boom!

The sun was blazing in the sky, but as Meng Xiangrui took action, the sky suddenly darkened. Thick dark clouds gathered, blocking the sunlight. Layers of storms swept in, rolling up wind and sand, covering the sky and the earth, and howling to raise the heat wave. Under the depressing atmosphere, Meng Xiangrui's figure came from the sky, with the pressure of the peak of the Purple Mansion, bursting out in waves!
"Damn it!"

Old Wei's face darkened instantly and he cursed. Although he was puzzled, he looked at the giant golden palm falling from the sky. The next moment, a magnificent sword light rose from the sky beside him, stirring up the wind and clouds, and slashed fiercely at the giant hand!
Click! !
The sword light was magnificent, the giant palm trembled, and after resisting for a while, it collapsed. Elder Wei turned his head and saw that the person who drew the sword was Yu Changsheng. At this moment, he no longer concealed it. The Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in his hand rang lightly, and the sword body trembled slightly. The amazing sword intent was brewing and bursting out.

"Master, you go first. I'll be back soon after I take care of him."

Yu Changsheng's face condensed slightly. He shook his shoulders, handed the black tortoise to Old Wei, then squinted at Meng Xiangrui opposite him. His expression changed and his true face was no longer hidden.

"But... now the black turtle can't take action, you..."

Old Wei hesitated, and was stunned when he heard the words. He looked at Yu Changsheng worriedly, then looked at Meng Xiangrui who was eyeing him covetously, and pursed his lips with an unpleasant expression.

"It's alright, it's just a clone, it can't pose a threat to me. Master, you hurry up and leave first, but we'll meet at the place we agreed on before. I'll go right over after I kill him.

Time is running out, if nothing unexpected happens, the old man's real body should be on the way here."

Yu Changsheng growled and turned to give Old Wei a reassuring look. The Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and a sky full of purple light instantly enveloped the entire desert. The aura belonging to Yu Changsheng's middle stage of Purple Mansion also rose up and turned into the second single pillar in the desert, confronting Meng Xiangrui.

"Don't worry. It's just a Purple Mansion. It won't be difficult to kill it."

After saying this, Yu Changsheng grinned and spoke in a relaxed tone.

Hearing this, Elder Wei let out a long breath, feeling a little relieved. He was not a hesitant person. After taking a deep look at Yu Changsheng, he nodded and warned him, "Then be careful, don't fight hard."

After saying that, he glanced at Meng Xiangrui, found a direction, and instantly burst out with a speed that was no less than that of Zifu, rushing towards the horizon.

In response, Meng Xiangrui just looked on coldly with no expression on his face, and did not try to stop it. His target was Yu Changsheng.

In his eyes, Yu Changsheng is more important.

So, Meng Xiangrui sneered and said, "You are quite confident. Not bad. It's been a while since we last met, but you have already reached the middle stage of the Purple Mansion."

"This is really terrifying! If this is the case, I cannot let you leave. Today, you must die!"

"Humph, there's so much nonsense."

Yu Changsheng snorted coldly, his face was icy, his body shook, and he burst out at an extremely fast speed, waving the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in his hand, sword energy gushing out, and he slashed towards Meng Xiangrui with the sword!
“Swish swish!!”

The extreme sharp edge cut through the void, and the two figures collided thousands of times in an instant. Every collision caused the void to roar, and an astonishing momentum was rising. Then, the sky and the earth changed color, and the storm howled.

The yellow sand all over the sky was rolled up to the sky, and the flying sand and rocks densely covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles, blurring the sky. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and waves of it were launched. The power of magic burst out, shaking the earth. Countless yellow sands were swept to the sky, and two blurry figures kept colliding in it. In a blink of an eye, they had fought for thousands of rounds.

From the sky, it struck the ground, and from the ground, it reached the sky. As a result, countless quicksand pits were created in the desert. Countless gravel flew around like blades, cutting through the void and revealing an astonishing edge.

"Fire Purgatory!"

Yu Changsheng frowned as the Red Purgatory Dragons surrounded him. Their bodies rose and fell in the storm of yellow sand, appearing and disappearing. Endless golden flames surged up into the sky, dancing on every grain of sand and spreading out. Thus, an endless sea of ​​fire engulfed the hundreds of miles of desert. The astonishingly high temperature distorted the space. A scene of purgatory rolled towards Meng Xiangrui in the riot.

Meng Xiangrui sneered, his face looked very calm, and he waved his sleeves, and layers of densely packed ice crystals fell from the sky, like needles, fighting against the desert fire. (End of this chapter)