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Chapter 569 Return to Nanyang, Dragon Palace Invites

The mountain peaks are steep and reach into the clouds, and there is a wide platform shaped like white jade, with a Nanyang relief hanging on it.

There are seven similar places in total, located in a corner of Nanhong.

Many monks were coming and going in a hurry, and compared with before, their expressions were less calm and more serious.

To this day, even though everyone can see the change in the atmosphere, there has still been no direct conflict between the Southern Dragon Palace and the Seven Sons.

However, except for the Immortal Sect, the vassal forces, no matter how they make a living, all realize that the world is becoming increasingly difficult. The underwater Dragon Palace demon soldiers are becoming more and more difficult to get rid of, and the number of accidents happening to the disciples is becoming increasingly frequent.

It is obvious that Nanlong Palace not only wants to cut off the supply to the Seven Sons, but also wants to block the eyes and ears of these immortal sects.

Force the Seven Nanhong Sects back into a corner!
The news that the Daoists brought back when they returned to the sect was not good. Although they had some gains, they still did not invite a strong man from Xihong who could decide the situation. Instead, it made people see the attitude of Xilong Palace clearly.

It is said that the group of jade-horned silver dragons in the west dared to collude with Wanxiang Pavilion to set up an ambush and kill Nan Hong Daozi, and they were determined to fight to the death.

If the two Dragon Palaces join forces to attack, the Seven Sons of Nanhong will definitely pay a heavy price even if they just hold on to one place.

Even ordinary elders and disciples like them could see clearly that Nanlong Palace was boiling the frog in warm water and cutting the meat with a blunt knife. How could the sect master and the disciples not understand?

We must take action, we are just waiting for the right time.

Waiting for——

Many cultivators looked up and saw the treasure ship of the Qingyue Sect Master flying over from the sky, with two figures standing side by side at the bow.

In addition to the Qingyue Sect Master, there was another one next to him, the Nanyang Sect Master who inexplicably convinced many Taoists.

"came back!"

For a moment, no matter what their status was, all the monks who saw the treasure ship bowed and saluted to welcome the return of the sect leader.

Taken away with the treasure ship.

They stood up one by one and looked at each other with different thoughts.

Now that these two have returned from Xihong and the seven giants have gathered together, they will definitely have to take an attitude in the face of the aggressiveness of Nanlong Palace.

Whether it is to negotiate peace or to restore the dignity of the Immortal Sect, perhaps the answer will be revealed soon.

"..."

Inside the Tianjian Sect’s main hall, the door was closed.

The Daoists, who are usually the leaders of the sect, were now quietly waiting on both sides, listening to Uncle Ji telling about what he saw and heard in Yushan.

"A Heaven Realm Dragon Son has fallen?" The Bi Hai Sect Master looked over in surprise, then thought: "Then within a few months, the Qi family boss will definitely be transferred back."

To be honest, if Nanlong Palace hadn't suddenly gone crazy, the Seventh Son actually had no plans to come out again.

The foundation, which was already insufficient, has not increased but decreased over the past hundred thousand years, becoming even thinner.

The main thing is...what is the purpose of coming out.

Become the top force in Hongze again?
Even with the remaining strength of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, as long as they are willing to stand out, not to mention being able to compete with big forces like the East Dragon Palace and the Wuliangdao Emperor Sect again, at least they will not lose to the West Dragon Palace and the Yue Family.

As long as you are ruthless enough and dare to fight.

Occupying a few pieces of precious land in Beihong or Donghong for disciples and followers, as well as those vassal forces, to recuperate and live there would definitely be countless times better than the current situation.

But the problem is, it was actually the King of East Dragon who “confined” the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

The Dragon King, under the name of Zi Ling, protected his seven sons from the immortals and prevented the immortal power from venting its anger on the remaining six sects.

After all, Immortal Hongze was not sure whether Zi Ling, who had already gone to heaven, still cared about the people of Hongze... Perhaps she did care, after all, heaven was too lonely, and after a long time, one could not help but miss the family affection they once had.

He had worked so hard to send Zi Ling up, so naturally he would not risk falling out with Zi Ling just for the sake of a mere six sects, even if there was only a slight possibility.

This is how the current situation came about.

If the Seven Sons of Nanhong took the initiative to go out, it would mean breaking the agreement. At that time, regardless of what the Immortal Hongze would do, those lackeys who tried every means to flatter the immortal would definitely not mind taking action against their own Nanhong monks to please the immortal.

Therefore, the current situation is actually the last face left to the Seventh Son by the entire Hongze forces, and this "gentle treatment" is more out of consideration for the East Dragon Palace.

Since Boss Qi is going to be transferred back, as long as the situation can be stabilized until then, the dispute in Nanhong will seem to be over so easily.

After all, no matter how crazy the Prince of the Ke family is, he would never think that his Nanlong Palace alone could really compete with the Seven Sons.

If the old Dragon King left the dragon cave, he would not have the strength to suppress the heroes.

"..."

Even the remaining sect leaders withdrew their gazes in a daze.

It seemed that Ling Yun and the leader of Wushuang Sect exhaled imperceptibly.

Sect Master Lingyue remained silent.

But like the leader of the Tianjian Sect, although he also withdrew his gaze, there was still a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

As the sword of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, he took over the mission of the treasure land, which was to cut off all obstacles for the Seven Sons of Nanhong so that the sun of Nanyang could safely shine on this land and water.

Now the sword has become sharper, but it seems that there is no chance of it being unsheathed.

For Ye Jiu, this is undoubtedly a tragedy.

"I have something else to do, so I need to go back to the sect first."

Shen Yi stood up slowly, somewhat unaccustomed to this kind of sitting and chatting. For these sect leaders with long life spans, even sitting for decades would only be a blink of an eye. But for Shen Yi, it was really boring.

He took out a jade slip and placed it on Ye Jiu's desk next to him.

Then he bowed and said goodbye, and left the hall.

"How come you're still so unfamiliar after going out?"

Deng Xiangjun looked at Ji Jingxi curiously. Shen Yi left in a hurry at that time, but finally returned with Junior Sister Ji. He thought they had a good relationship.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he looked at the jade slip on the table again: "What is this?"

Ye Jiu picked it up and glanced at it, then frowned: "A communication magic weapon to contact the leader of the Banshan Sect? What, the Banshan Sect really plans to follow us to fight to the death with the Dragon Palace?"

At this point, he couldn't help but smile.

If you follow the Seven Sons of Nanhong, you will only get beaten and have no chance to eat meat.

However, Ji Jingxi glanced over and said, "Fellow Daoist Huang said that all the cultivators in the two great treasure lands of Banshan, including himself and the branch sect master, are at the disposal of Sect Master Shen."

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall quickly fell into silence.

Ye Jiu's smile had not yet faded, but when he looked at the jade slip in his hand again, he suddenly felt it was a little hot.

The Banshan Sect Master was certainly not a strong man in front of him.

But the act of entrusting one's life and property to others contained a trust that even made him feel palpitations.

Even if Shen Yi is the long-lost biological father of Fellow Daoist Huang, it is impossible for a sect leader to make such a decision.

Sect Master Lingyun and Sect Master Bihai, who had lower cultivation bases and had not had much interaction with Shen Yi, were even more stunned at this moment.

Don't forget, Junior Sister Ji didn't say that they would let the Seven Masters of Nanhong send them orders, but she mentioned Shen Yi alone, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with the Seven Masters, but was just a matter of face for the Nanyang Sect Master.

How...how come a cultivator from another sect trusts Shen Yi more than them, the people from the allied sect.

"call."

Ye Jiu let out a long breath, raised the jade slip, and tried to ask: "Then fight?"

The other sect leaders looked over with strange expressions.

Even though the move by the Banshan Sect was indeed horrifying, even if these two Earth Realm cultivators were taken into account, at most it could allow the Seventh Son to be more calm when facing the Dragon Palace's dirty tricks, but it would not be enough to play a decisive role.

"I'm just asking casually."

Ye Jiu took back the jade slip. Compared to the Banshan Sect, the reason why he asked this question was actually more about Shen Yi himself.

This kid must be extraordinary to be able to gain the trust of a cultivator in the Hedao realm.

And why did the other party give the jade slip only to him and not to the other sect leaders?

Who knows, maybe Sect Master Shen’s ideas are closer to mine?
……

Nanyang is a treasure land.

Li Qingfeng and Xuan Qing had already been standing in front of the Patriarch's Hall to welcome him. There was no need to use their eyes to see. After the Hedao, the moment the man in black shirt stepped into the treasure land, even the whole world was celebrating for him.

"came back."

Xuan Qing felt the changes in the aura of heaven and earth, and respectfully bowed to the sky as a disciple.

Although the two of them are at a slightly lower realm, they respectively shoulder the responsibilities of the Taoist and the Great Elder, and manage the entire treasure land in order.

"So busy... I also want to report to the sect master about the care that other allied sects have given us during this period."

Although Qingfeng Li could not detect the change in aura, he could tell from Senior Xuan Qing's actions that the sect leader had left.

Currently, the Nanyang Sect does not have the spare capacity to protect its vassal states, and even has to rely on the help of its allied sects to protect itself.

I still remember that when the sect master had just returned to the void, he could still take me out of the sect to "attend a banquet". As the other party's realm became higher and higher, it seemed that no one in the entire treasure land could keep up with the sect master's pace.

However, it seemed that except for the sect leader, the lives of everyone else were becoming increasingly peaceful.

In Hongze Land and Water, peace is the luxury of every cultivator, and everyone knows how this peace is achieved.

"The Sect Master knows this clearly and will never treat the allied sect unfairly."

Xuan Qing turned around and went back to the Patriarch's Hall. He was perhaps the one who knew Shen Yi best among the seven monks. The other party even had the idea of ​​making enemies with the immortals for his sake. The little things that the uncles paid now would probably be the most cost-effective deal in their lives.

"..."

Shen Yi arrived at the mountain that he was most familiar with and was slightly stunned.

I saw that on the originally empty hilltop, a majestic palace had appeared at some point. The surroundings were quiet and empty, and wisps of green smoke were floating in the palace, making people feel peaceful and calm.

Only a few disciples who had continued to practice incense suppressed their excitement and bowed respectfully after seeing Shen Yi. Then, they did not dare to disturb him and left the practice hall in an orderly manner.

Compared with these disciples, the last figure in the plain black robe did not have much shock on his face as he saw the rumors, but instead had a strong sense of reminiscence.

"Why are you here to add incense instead of practicing?"

Shen Yi rarely stopped his hurried steps and paused for a moment.

"Report..."

The woman in black shirt bowed respectfully, and before she finished speaking, she saw Shen Yi raise his eyebrows slightly.

She pursed her lips, a warm smile appeared in her eyes, and then she slowly lowered her hands. Although there was still some shyness in the details of her expression, the way she stood with her hands hanging down still had the carefree look she had when they first met at Xitai Mountain.

"I am practicing hard, but when I miss you, I can't help but come over to see you."

Although she is a disciple at the Spirit Transformation Realm, facing the sect master who has reached the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm, there is a huge gap between them. But as long as Shen Yi allows, she will still be the taciturn Jiang Qiulan who is never afraid to speak her mind.

"..."

Shen Yi pondered for a moment and took off a gold bracelet from his wrist.

Seeing this, the girl took a step back and shook her head. She didn't say anything to refuse. She just smiled, hesitated for a moment, and asked the question that she really wanted to ask but had no chance to ask.

She looked over seriously: "Are you okay?"

"Not bad." Shen Yi nodded his chin.

"That's good." Jiang Qiulan breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed again and walked down the mountain briskly.

She had long been familiar with the rumors about Shen Yi, and could recite them by heart.

Now she can no longer help this Gaoshan, but at least she can't become a stumbling block on his way forward. After all, Shen Yi is no longer Qingzhou's demon-suppressing general, but the sky of the entire Nanhong treasure land.

It is a very good experience to be able to accompany him for a while.

Besides, compared to the gold bracelet that looked like it was taken from a woman's wrist, she still liked her own blood-transforming bull demon pill more.

"call."

Shen Yi stood quietly for a while, shook his head and smiled, which was rare, then stepped into the hall.

If he wants these people to continue to live peacefully on land and water in Hongze, he still has a long way to go.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi gathered his mind and sat cross-legged on the futon in the hall. He first checked the gains of the several hall masters on this trip. Under Ke Shisan's nervous gaze, he chose to turn these corpses into a river of blood and pour it into the other party's stone-suppressing body.

Although there is a big gap between the Jade-Horned Silver Dragon and the Yellow Evil Poison Dragon, and some blood will be wasted more or less, but with the improvement of his realm, Shen Yi also discovered that in the battle between cultivators, the importance of quality is far greater than quantity.

Ke Shisan is the branch hall master with the highest upper limit.

If we could gather the strength of the four Hong Dragon Palaces and cast a stone to suppress it, perhaps when we really confront an immortal, it would be able to play a good role.

The vast river of blood poured into the center of his eyebrows.

At the same time, Shen Yi condensed the demon's essence to feed the first hall master.

Similar to Yu Lan, even with nearly 300,000 years of demon lifespan poured into him, it was not possible for Ke Shisan to reach the immortal level, but only allowed his demon soul to be elevated to the Hedao realm.

Even though due to the difference in blood, it caused considerable losses.

But Qi Zhaoyang's strength was too strong, even stronger than An Tingfeng. Together with Qi Zhaoping and other demon generals with dragon blood, Ke Shisan's aura gradually began to surge.

Soon he surpassed Yue Tianji, and then surpassed Yu Lan, until he was on par with An Yi... The speed of his aura growth finally slowed down.

"call--"

Accompanied by a powerful dragon breath, Ke Shisan finally opened his eyes and looked at An Yi provocatively.

However, he soon felt bored again, because the petite West Palace Master, although her face was calm, her eyes were silently staring at the gold bracelet on her master's wrist. She was biting her lips, and it was unknown what she was thinking. Anyway, she didn't even look at him.

"Xuan Jian thanks my lord for the generous reward!"

Having become the strongest hall master overnight, Ke Shisan could not hide his joy.

Shen Yi glanced at him. Even with so many corpses, he still couldn't completely widen the qualitative gap between him and An Yi. He wasted so much and didn't know what he was so proud of.

However, there was now a slightly different blood symbol on the stones of An Yi and Yu Lan.

Those were the marks left by beheading Longzi.

Before they are no longer afraid of the revenge of the West Dragon Palace, it would be better for these two hall masters to stay out of the scene as little as possible. Ke Shisan's breakthrough to the Heavenly Realm can make up for his lack of strength.

at this time.

However, Shen Yi sensed something was wrong. He closed his eyes and explored the five fairy cities covered by the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons.

I saw that there were three cities among them, and the light at the city gates had changed.

At some point, a ray of blinding red light stained the originally pure golden light, as if the Taoist soldiers were stained with blood due to excessive ferocity.

Shen Yi frowned slightly.

No, if it was because of the excessive killing, how could it happen to be the immortal city corresponding to the three Heavenly Realm Palace Masters.

Could it be that this army can continue to improve?
In addition, Shen Yi looked at the empty Hall of Ten Thousand Demons again. The previous Earth Netherworld was given to Wu Jun, and later several bear and bat monsters in the Hedao realm were given to An Yi.

The more demons there were in the hall and the stronger their realms were, the more Shen Yi had an inexplicable feeling. Their demon bloodlines, under the leadership of the hall master, seemed to be nurturing something.

"Innate magical power?"

Shen Yi pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of the difference between the Earth Realm and the Heaven Realm.

Using Taoism to deduce magical powers, for example, the moonlight used by Senior Ji before was one of her magical powers, and it was also a manifestation of entering the heavenly realm.

Apart from anything else, just by grasping a little bit of breath, one can forcibly deprive the Qingfeng clan leader of part of his soul. This method is weird and terrifying.

Which cultivator would leave behind a trace of his aura when taking action? Who can bear the loss of their soul for no apparent reason?

Could it be that my magical powers are still in this Hall of Ten Thousand Demons?

"Well, I have an idea."

Shen Yi opened his eyes and grabbed Yue Tianji and Ke Shisan into the panel.

Since there is nothing new to condense, the more than four million years of the demon's lifespan can only be enjoyed by the two hall masters with his company.

Even if the immortal technique consumes lifespan, with such a terrifying amount, Shen Yi is bound to obtain the Blood God Technique and the Divine Mountain to suppress the blue sky.

As the demon's life span is infused.

The hall fell into silence again. A figure in black shirt sat there with only curling green smoke as company.

……

The Qingyue treasure ship has returned for several days.

The anxious monks of the seven sects, including the great elders, were unable to obtain the news they wanted.

The several clan leaders had clearly discussed it, but they had not come up with a clear set of rules.

Letters for help from vassal forces floated into the seven sects like snowflakes.

Under the arrangement of the Taoists, the Seven Sons of Nanhong sent countless monks to provide support, but from beginning to end they never mentioned how to quell the dispute, or whether they should continue to compete with Nanlong Palace.

"wait?"

Liu Shiqian looked at Bai Wu. After he was brought back to Nanhong by Wu Jun, he had not told anyone except Elder Chi Yang about his entry into the Hedao realm.

With his current strength, handling these chores is naturally easy for him.

But it is not a good thing for many disciples and elders to keep running around outside at risk.

"Everything will be over when Boss Qi comes back."

Bai Wu sighed and said that it was certainly aggrieved, but even these young and energetic Taoists could not find a reason to start a fight.

What would be the use of defeating the Southern Dragon Palace? It would only arouse the fear of the other several clans, and then lead to wave after wave of suppression.

Maybe there are two clan leaders who want to fight, but more of them hope to return to the way things were before.

"I hope so."

Liu Shiqian thought about what he had seen and heard in Xihong, and always felt that things might not develop as most of the clan leaders imagined. Hongze was becoming more and more chaotic. How could the Seven Masters of Nanhong extricate themselves?

It's better to strike first...

The moment this thought popped into his mind, Liu Shiqian broke out in a cold sweat.

How come after staying in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons for a period of time, I ended up thinking like this?

However, who wouldn't want to be able to look down on everyone like the senior in the dark gold robe when facing the Dragon Palace?

Still not strong enough.

While the two were talking, they suddenly realized something was wrong and both frowned and looked outside the sect.

The next moment, evil spirit with a fishy smell rolled over and spread outside the seven sects.

"I am here to question you in compliance with the order of the Crown Prince of the Southern Dragon Palace!"

A terrifying voice like the roar of a ferocious beast echoed in the sky.

Outside the Seven Nanhong Sects, the sky was covered with dark clouds. In the clouds were huge water monsters with ferocious faces and huge bodies. Among them, there was a yellow dragon covered with spikes and a red dragon swinging its tail.

In such a horrific situation.

The two long dragons transformed into human forms, holding the imperial edicts in their hands, and appeared in the sight of many monks.

They are none other than the dragon descendants of the Southern Dragon Palace, and they are all old acquaintances.

The red one is the fourth dragon grandson who originally guarded the waters near the seven sons.

The older one was the fifth prince of the Ke family, who had lost almost all of his demon generals.

The last time they staged such a display was to besiege the vassal of Nanyang Sect. In the end, with the help of several Taoists, they left in disgrace and suffered heavy losses.

Now that he has made a comeback, he is even more arrogant.

And their confidence obviously comes from the edicts in their hands.

The prince of the Ke family rarely issues imperial decrees, and the two most recent ones were both about the Nanyang Sect.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince asked."

The two dragon sons and grandsons looked down at the Immortal Sect below, taking in all those cultivators with murderous looks on their faces, but they were not in a hurry at all. Instead, their expressions became more and more indifferent.

The next moment, a sharp question tinged with sarcasm echoed in the air.

"The banquet is ready. Do you dare to attend, Nanyang?"

The voice quickly spread far away and fell into the ears of every cultivator. Those figures living in the caves took out their magic weapons and flew out on the clouds.

For a moment, all the Nanhong Seven became restless.

This is not an invitation to a dinner at all; it is clearly full of provocation.

Under the pressure during this period, these immortal sect monks were already full of anger, and now that someone had stepped on their doorstep, how could they bear it any longer?

However, without the sect leader's orders, they could only stare at the sky.

Under a big tree somewhere, several figures slowly stood up. Ye Jiu couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and his smile was full of coldness.

"Is it possible that they know what happened in Xihong... and want to drag us into this mess before the Qi family withdraws their troops?"

Seeing this, Sect Master Lingyun hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but give him some advice.

Ye Jiu glanced sideways and didn't say anything, but it made Sect Master Lingyun feel a chill all over his body.

"Alright, we have been brothers for many years, but now we are fighting among ourselves. It's shameful."

Lingyue Sect Master walked to the middle, blocking the two from looking at each other: "I'll go and handle it."

Even if they are brothers who have shared life and death together, after a hundred thousand years of hardship, their ideas will differ.

No one is really afraid of Nanlong Palace, but some people are not willing to take risks again.

Before he finished speaking, several sect leaders were stunned at the same time. Ji Jingxi, who had remained silent from beginning to end, also slowly raised his head.

Many of the monks of the Seven Sons of Nanhong all turned their attention to the same place.

The formation of Nanyang Treasure Land suddenly flashed.

Then a figure walked out.

The man looked a bit young and immature, and his cultivation was very low, just a disciple at the Spirit Transformation Stage.

In such a scene, it seems so insignificant.

But facing the huge water monsters all over the sky.

This young-looking monk seemed so indifferent.

He walked slowly to the edge of the white jade platform, stood with his hands behind his back, and stared at the two dragon descendants with arrogant faces.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qingfeng Li nodded gently: "My clan leader knows, go and wait."

The calm voices did not have the ferocity of these water monsters at all, but they made all the cultivators and monsters stand still in shock, somewhat uncertain.

"Ho!"

The fifth prince of the Ke family suddenly laughed and said, "What do you mean by waiting? You little kid, why don't you help your clan leader who dares not show up to make his words clearer."

The other monks also came to their senses... They all knew what this banquet was for. There had to be an explanation for the death of Ke Jialong's grandson.

Sect Leader Shen sent a disciple to come forward. Could it be that he was worried that someone would notice something?

"Hey."

Li Qingfeng had already turned around and walked towards the formation.

Hearing this, I sighed slightly.

He looked back at the sky and said word by word, "Waiting means preparing the banquet and when my clan leader is free, he will naturally go to the banquet."

"joke!"

The fourth dragon grandson laughed grimly: "What if he is always busy?"

Hearing this, Qingfeng Li straightened his clothes, and a hint of contempt finally appeared between his childish eyes.

He said calmly: "Then you will have to wait."

(End of this chapter)