Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 500: The Eve of the Seven Sons Conference
The Dragon Palace in Hongze is no different from a local emperor.

As the fifth prince of Nangong, although Ke Shiliang is not as good as his brothers who are comparable to the Dao, he will not lose to most of the Daoists if they really fight, and he also has a lofty status.

Its every move is highly valued by the Immortal Sect.

The news that he led the demon soldiers and generals to besiege Yunxiao Pavilion had already spread widely among the seven sects.

This is different from what happened in Xuanyue City last time. Dragon Palace is too lazy to even save face.

Many of the outer sect elders and disciples walked out of the sect in indignation.

As the largest human force in Nanhong, they are naturally proud and cannot tolerate such humiliation.

Unfortunately, the group of people who can truly decide this matter has never spoken out.

Even though many disciples of the Immortal Sect were angry, they could only force themselves to hold it back and vent their anger elsewhere.

For example, on the body of Nanyang Sect.

As a dignified immortal sect, facing such a thing, it has not yet issued any decree. Are they really going to throw their face away and let Ke Shiliang step on it?

"If the Nanyang Sect doesn't care, should we just sit there and do nothing?!"

"You have to look at the owner before beating a dog. Before Yunxiao Pavilion returned to Nanyang Sect, it was still a vassal of our sect!"

"My fellow disciples, are you willing to follow me?"

A deacon drew his sword angrily and stepped onto the sect's treasure ship.

Just when the other monks were eager to try, spiritual pressure came from the sky and fixed them in place.

"You are just a deacon. If you dare to deceive people and try to provoke a conflict between the sect and the Dragon Palace again, I will abolish your cultivation."

The voice of Tianjian Sect's Elder Liu Xingshan echoed above everyone's heads.

Obviously, such a big mess has attracted the attention of the elder of the Seventh Sect, Bai Yujing.

The disciples' faces turned red, but due to the huge gap in their cultivation levels, they couldn't even move their fingertips.

It was obvious that there was more than one gaze hidden in the sky, all of them had the same Bai Yujing cultivation level.

But no one wanted to say anything more, they just looked at Liu Xingshan with a slightly strange look.

At this moment, a figure in the distance waved his sleeves and dispersed the strong spiritual pressure, and laughed softly: "Thank you, Elder Liu, for teaching my disciples a lesson for me. It was Bai Wu who did not discipline me properly. I will pay attention to it in the future."

Accompanied by the voice.

A feminine young man in a white robe with golden threads and a moon embroidered on it slowly stepped closer with a sincere smile on his lips: "You are right. The Dragon Palace and the Seven Sons of Nanhong have always been in harmony and have never resorted to violence. With your help, we will have eternal peace in the future. How can we damage our harmony because of a small friction?"

"you……"

Liu Xingshan's face froze for a moment, and he instinctively hid behind the clouds again. He then replied, "Master Qingyue, please don't talk nonsense. I didn't mean that... it's just... it's just that the time is not right yet."

"Yes, we will be more confident after you achieve Dao." Bai Wu replied with a smile, then frowned and winked at many disciples: "Why don't you go back to the sect quickly? Elder Liu doesn't dare to kill the demon dragon, but does he not dare to destroy your cultivation?"

After saying that, he was too lazy to bother with Liu Xingshan anymore, and strode away into the light curtain of the Qingyue relief.

"you you!"

Liu Xingshan's palms trembled with anger. After a moment, he waved his sleeves in anger and said, "The world can bear witness to my feelings towards the sect. I just don't want to argue with you."

But soon, he saw two figures rushing back from the distance.

It was Elder Chi Yang and Liu Shiqian, a pair of lonely old friends.

Liu Xingshan's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

These two are in cahoots with each other and are involved with Nanyang Sect's Shen Yi. This time they went out, they must be going to Yunxiao Pavilion to lend a hand, but looking at their expressions, they don't look like they have just experienced a battle.

Could it be that even Ke Shiliang couldn't do anything to that Nanyang native? !
at the same time.

It’s inside the Qingyue Sect’s Patriarch Hall.

Xuan Qing sat cross-legged on a cushion, and in front of him was a cold figure standing with his hands behind his back. Both his manners and temperament were exactly the same as the statue of the ancestor.

"Uncle Ji won't help me?"

"No." The woman said lightly.

"Why?" Xuan Qing suddenly clenched his fists, and seemed to be about to get up and leave.

"Because I don't want this new leader to be like you, thinking that someone will cover everything for you and that he will be lawless from now on... Oh, I forgot, you always thought that it was your good fortune that you could always turn danger into safety by coincidence, and you never lost, and you were proud of it. Even after Senior Brother Qin's death, did you still think so?"

As a giant in the Hedao realm, Sect Leader Ji rarely speaks so many words at once.

She has always been known for being as gentle and quiet as the clear moon, but at this moment, the corners of her lips were like a crescent moon, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Xuanqing has realized his mistake." Li Xuanqing stood up and wanted to salute again, but was held back by the spiritual pressure. His voice was inevitably a little more anxious: "Shen Yi is different from me."

"What's the difference?" The leader of Qingyue Sect finally turned around and said, "He is even more suitable for the title of Tianjiao than you, and his ability to cause trouble is far stronger than you were back then."

"Xuan Qing, Uncle Master is really scared. We were just as happy when we saw you as we are worried now."

The leader of the Qingyue Sect looked over with a complicated expression, and put away the sneer on his lips: "You should know in your heart that we did not forcibly seize the Nanyang treasure land, which is the greatest tolerance for you. It represents a new Hedao realm cultivator. We are willing to give you a chance, but you need to walk this road by yourself."

If it is a big Buddha that cannot be accommodated in this small temple in Hongze, then prove it to everyone.

If it was another Xuan Qing, then Shen Yi's extremely terrifying talent would only be a greater disaster for the Seven Sons of Nanhong... or even the annihilation of the entire family.

You know, that immortal may not have forgotten Nanyang.

"Hyun Kyung understands."

Li Xuanqing was silent for a moment, and finally turned around and walked out of the hall.

"I'm glad you really understand. But you're just going to look for your old lovers again." Sect Leader Qingyue raised her eyebrows rarely. Seeing Xuan Qing walked out of the hall as if he hadn't heard her, she finally sighed.

"No need to look for him. At least so far, he is much better than you."

"At least three of the seven Daoists were willing to stand up for him, unlike you. The other six at the beginning only wanted to kill you in order to mend their Dao hearts."

The leader of the Qingyue Sect took out the Taoist tablet, and the message that Bai Wu had sent earlier rang out from it.

As early as after Xuan Qing came in, her silence and not stopping Bai Wu from leaving the sect was already a statement of her stance.

"Thank you, Uncle Ji." Xuan Qing was stunned for a moment, and finally leaned over to salute.

He felt somewhat helpless in his heart. Sect Leader Shen's performance was impeccable, but his way of doing things was really a headache.

He never communicates with others, keeps to himself, and does big things secretly by himself.

Just like this time, everything had been arranged long ago but he didn't inform me, causing me to make an extra trip for nothing and get a good lecture from Uncle-Master Ji.

"If you want to find your old lover, go ahead and find her. Some people have come here on their own initiative anyway. I have asked Bai Wu to bring them to Qingyue Sect for a short stay." Sect Master Ji added lightly.

Hearing this, Xuan Qing froze.

Then he turned around and wanted to leave the place quickly.

During the conversation between the two.

Outside the Qingyue Sect, accompanied by the Su Hongxiu sisters, an old woman with waist-length white hair walked slowly, holding a precious flower cane, with a beautiful barefoot girl beside her supporting her carefully.

"It is truly your honor that you have come all the way here to attend the Seven Sons Conference. Please come to the Tianjian Sect when you have time." Facing this old woman, even Su Hongxiu's voice became much gentler.

The leader of the Baohua Sect, a giant in the Hedao realm.

The Baohua Sect is located at the junction of Nanhong and Xihong. Logically, it needs to make friends with the forces of Xihong to jointly resist the Xilong Palace, but because of some special relationships, its relationship with the Seven Sons of Nanhong is better.

"Just take a look." The old woman looked around with a little emotion. She hadn't been to this place for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, a streak of light appeared in sight and fled into the distance.

She was slightly stunned.

With the strength of the Hedao realm, she could easily distinguish the wooden figure in the flowing light, as well as the familiar breath that she had been thinking about day and night.

The old woman was silent for a long time, and suddenly she smiled faintly: "That's great."

Although the other party still refused to look at her, at least she saw his back again.

"What's so good?"

Su Yushang asked in a low voice with some curiosity.

"I don't know either." Fairy Baohua also lowered her voice, but it was clear that her mind was not here. "I heard that you have recently started to take charge of the affairs of the sect. Why don't you concentrate on your cultivation first? Your realm is too low." Su Yushang's frankness showed that the relationship between the two was indeed good.

"Just grab it with both hands. I'm much younger than you anyway."

Fairy Baohua glanced at her master beside her and avoided the topic with a little nervousness.

She couldn't say in front of her master that she just wanted the sect steward to find someone for her. She also came to attend the Seven Sons Conference this time because she wanted to sneak out and see if the allied sect here had found any information.

How could a young male cultivator who possesses the strength of the fifth level of Return to Void and has a handsome face be an unknown person? It's really annoying. Why hasn't he gained anything?

"What happened?"

The old woman withdrew her gaze and looked towards the sky. She had long sensed the presence of many Baiyujing monks, but she had never been in the mood to ask about it before.

Now I see Xuanqing again.

If the Seven Sons of Nanhong were in any trouble, she wouldn't mind helping them.

"It's just a small matter. Don't worry about it." Su Hongxiu nodded her chin lightly.

As soon as the voice fell, figures appeared in the sky one after another, and bowed to the master of Baohua Sect earnestly: "We, the younger generation, greet the master of Baohua Sect."

They are all elders or direct disciples in high positions.

There is certainly no lack of surface work.

But as everyone looked at each other quietly, ripples appeared in their hearts.

Many people have received the message and know what happened in Yunxiao Pavilion.

The power of Sect Master Shen now seemed to be quite different from what they knew.
How could a young monk who had just left the sect for a few months have been able to maneuver and organize this event?

It's really terrifying when you think about it.

With the support of the three Taoists, the other party seems to have already secured control of this ownerless Hedao treasure land.

All that remains is to reach Baiyujing as soon as possible before any accident happens.

Although it is still difficult, it is perfect compared to the previous situation.

Many Baiyujing monks have already begun to back out.

Then he recalled the previous conversation between Liu Xingshan and Bai Wu Daozi.

Could it be that there is another version of the story about Yunxiao Pavilion?

The more I look at it, the more it looks like they are taking sides.

A group of radical Taoists are planning to unite and reorganize their sect's traditions. By the way, they are planning to change the previous attitude of the Immortal Sect and the Dragon Palace by taking advantage of the noble status of Sect Master Shen?

This matter is not a trivial matter for Su Hongxiu.

But they did not dare to say much. After all... many Baiyujing cultivators had never even actually seen the Sect Master Shen up to now.

I am also curious about what the other party is doing now.

……

Nanhong, on a small island not far from Yunxiao Pavilion.

Yan Xianqing held the formation plate helplessly. He thought that when Sect Master Shen used this thing, it would be extremely dangerous, and he was even prepared to die with Sect Master Shen.

But I never thought it would be so dangerous.

The other party actually asked him to quietly investigate the direction in which those demon soldiers and generals left and their stationed locations.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Yan Xianqing sighed and walked towards the black-shirted figure on the shore.

Shen Yi stood with his hands hanging down, his hair swaying gently in the sea breeze. His fair and handsome face was still calm, but compared to the recklessness and fierceness when they met last time, his eyes now seemed to have a little more calmness.

If he wasn't so young, he would really look like the leader of an immortal sect.

"Is there anything missing?" Shen Yi looked back and took the jade slip handed to him by the other party.

"There must be omissions. After all, my cultivation is lower than theirs... What exactly do you want to do?" Yan Xianqing couldn't help but ask.

The other party left nothing out and easily resolved the disaster at Yunxiao Pavilion without showing up.

But inexplicably he rushed over after the incident was over, and gave this strange order.

Yan Xianqing's heart suddenly trembled: "You don't want to take me into the water to teach them a lesson, do you?"

As he was about to finish his words, he saw Shen Yi shaking his head, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately, it's okay.

The next moment, the young man's voice sounded in Old Man Yan's ears.

"Without you."

"..." Yan Xianqing was stunned and looked Shen Yi up and down again.

As expected, all his calmness and composure were fake. The sect leader was still the ruthless person who brought Elder Liu to the Yan family last time and killed Ke Shisan over a disagreement.

How could a cultivator like this tolerate the Dragon Palace coming to provoke him and then escape unscathed?

But the only thing that Yan Xianqing couldn't understand was that although Sect Master Shen's aura had become much more powerful, he obviously had not yet broken through to the realm of Return to the Void.

Even if the other party is extremely talented and the Taoist palace is filled with primordial purple energy, he is definitely no match for the Baiyujing demon.

You must know that the jade slip that the sect master asked him to investigate and collect included the eight great demon generals.

"Okay, let's go."

When Yan Xianqing heard the sect leader's words, he was still hesitating whether it was an excuse. He gritted his teeth and prepared to show that he was not a coward. He planned to follow him, but saw that Shen Yi's figure had quickly sunk into the water.

"Really, you really won't take me with you?"

He was completely stunned.

Is Sect Master Shen looking for trouble or seeking death?

At the same time, beneath the slightly turbid waves.

Shen Yi casually made a hand gesture.

[Nanyang Breathing Technique (Precious): Perfection]

He had wasted the last two thousand years of his life on this technique, just in preparation for what was happening now.

Previously in the illusion of the Dharma Repository, his strength did not change too obviously. It was just that with the help of Sect Master Qin, he stored all the skills of the Nanyang Sect into his brain.

In other words, if Shen Yi could bear the loneliness, he could also sit in the white mist and repeat: "Xuan Qing, you are here?"

No matter what the other party wants, Shen Yi can pick it out quickly.

In addition to the skills, there is also a precious orb used to contain the skills.

Shen Yi closed his eyes and saw the emerald green bead hanging in front of the Taoist Palace in his sea of ​​consciousness. In addition to its storage effect, it seemed to be very mysterious in itself.

But the specific effect is unknown.

After all, the old man is really gone now. Even the last trace of his illusory appearance has dissipated into nothingness, and he has not left any last trace of thought for Senior Xuan Qing.

"The thing I regret most is accepting this disciple."

"But it is also the happiest thing in my life. After all, being a sect leader is really boring."

Even though I witnessed what happened that night with my own eyes.

Shen Yi still didn't quite understand what had happened. He only knew that he saw deep fear and sorrow in the eyes of Sect Master Qin, a giant in the Hedao realm.

It seems that things are not over yet.

"Just take it one step at a time."

Shen Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the water below. He was really short of life right now.

His greatest advantage now was that he could appear anywhere silently with four Baiyujing demon-suppressing stones that were equivalent to opening two cities.

Then let’s eat our fill all at once before the Seven Sons Conference.

(End of this chapter)