Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

"Old Feng, how did you make these pills?"

Chen Huangpi punched open Silver Horn's mouth and pulled the pill that could make him speak out of his stomach.

And in front of him.

Elder Feng and other cultivators, along with many disciples of the Tai Sui Sect, were also curiously observing from this spot.

It's not a big deal if something goes wrong while refining elixirs.

That elixir seems to be something sinister.

However, this is the Tai Sui sect.

There are not many truly immortal beings who can move, and there are very few immortals.

However, there is no shortage of disciples who can deal with evil spirits.

After that strange pill was refined last night, a disciple immediately noticed it and easily suppressed it.

"This, I don't know either."

Old Feng looked distressed as he paced back and forth in the alchemy room, where he had spent his entire life refining elixirs.

Although everyone makes mistakes, even the best horses can stumble.

However, it is virtually impossible for such a master of alchemy to produce any problems.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"The human cultivators are dumbfounded, aren't they? If they have the guts, then eat this pill!"

"So that you may know that if you take this pill, it will turn into stones and sink into your kidneys. Even the strongest men will suffer excruciating pain!"

The elixir was now clamoring.

Chen Huangpi asked curiously, "You actually have your own thoughts? Are you some kind of evil spirit?"

"Are you talking to Bendan?"

The pill sneered, "Listen to your tone! What do you mean 'actually'? What, are you human cultivators so noble? Are our lives worthless?"

"You human cultivators exploit our alchemy clan!"

"Eating pills raw is incredibly cruel."

"In the past, my alchemy clan couldn't speak, but now that I, the alchemist, have arrived, I will fight for my clan. I tell you, we want the right to alchemy! We want the right to alchemy!"

These words were noisy and jarring.

Chen Huangpi was extremely annoyed by this: "Scream, scream, scream! If you keep screaming, I'll throw you to Silver Horn!"

Silver Horn sneered, "Yellow-skinned father, I'm not afraid of pain! Let me eat this worthless pill!"

Upon hearing this, the pill trembled violently and cried out, "Don't feed me to this monster! Its belly is full of evil spirits, and it has no kidneys at all! This pill can't cure it!"

It was terrified of Silverhorn.

As soon as this thing entered the alchemy room, it arrogantly punctured the restrictions that bound its own kind.

Then he opened his mouth and swallowed it whole.

Of all those people of the same clan, I was the only one who was lucky enough to survive.

The others all died without a complete corpse, a truly tragic sight.

"This thing doesn't look like something evil at all."

The brass oil lamp clicked its tongue in amazement, reached out and took the pill, examining it carefully.

As the first evil entity in the world.

The Nine Netherworld Lamp, being extremely yin and evil, sees any evil as being as naked as if it were.

So-called disguises and changes are all useless.

But this elixir.

The brass oil lamp was indeed a bit hard to discern; it seemed eerie, yet not quite.

more like...

"Huang Er, why are you looking at Dongxu?"

"Nothing much, it just feels a bit like a magical artifact."

Hear this.

The pill was stunned, and exclaimed in shock, "What? This pill is actually a magic artifact?"

As it spoke, it immediately looked at Elder Feng: "Father, aren't you an alchemist? Could it be that I am actually a member of the magic weapon clan? Ah, my magic weapon clan is so cruelly exploited by human cultivators!"

Old Feng frowned slightly, ignoring the clamor of the pills.

However, he did remember something.

"When I was refining this pill before, I did use some other techniques. Could it be that this is the reason why the pill changed?"

"What method?"

Chen Huangpi asked curiously, "I also know how to refine pills. Why don't you tell me about it?"

Old Feng chuckled awkwardly, "Naturally, it's the technique you used to forge that Void-Piercing Divine Sword."

He saw all those techniques at the time.

Of course, it's impossible not to watch.

Chen Huangpi's refining of the Void Realm was completely undisguised.

The more Elder Feng pondered those techniques, the more he felt something was amiss. They shouldn't be methods of weapon forging at all, but rather methods of alchemy.

So, he subconsciously mixed some of it into his elixir this time.

I want to verify whether my guess is correct.

Looking back now, it's not just wrong, it's completely biased.

"impossible."

Chen Huangpi said bluntly, "Although I use the same techniques for refining weapons and pills, it's fine when I refine them, but it happens when you do. There must be another reason."

It's not like he hasn't refined pills before.

The Heavenly Poison Pill, the size of two human heads, was the result of his first attempt at alchemy.

That day, the poison pill did not utter any human speech.

And when refining the Void Realm, it goes without saying.

If Dongxu could speak human language, I would be overjoyed.

Old Feng stammered, "Besides that, there's really nothing else. I used to refine pills this way, but I don't know why, something suddenly went wrong last night."

Suddenly, a disciple spoke up: "We also encountered a problem when we were refining weapons last night, but it wasn't as serious. The furnace just inexplicably exploded, and we couldn't refine anything no matter what we did."

"What you mean is..."

"Did all these problems happen last night?"

"Yes."

"That's it..."

Chen Huangpi turned his head and glanced at the brass oil lamp.

He quickly thought to himself, "Huang Er, I reckon it was last night when I activated the stone tablet in the Spleen Temple. That stone tablet can achieve the same effect as altering the way of the sword."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Because I was so focused on activating the stone tablet last night..."

"Seriously, family patriarch? You've been urging me all night?"

"Um……"

The brass oil lamp went dark.

It knew that Chen Huangpi had this ability, and as it grew up, Huangtian would naturally take over the rules of heaven and earth in the future.

However, the path of cultivation will only be realized after the upheaval in the world ends.

But no matter what.

This ability is no small matter.

This is a major event concerning the entire Xuanzhen Daoist world.

They urged the stone tablet all night, and even the brass oil lamp dared not imagine how many things in the entire Xuanzhen Dao world had been affected.

"Damn it, the abbot said before that we didn't need to worry about it."

The brass oil lamp wailed inwardly, "If this isn't addressed, something truly terrible will happen."

Chen Huangpi said weakly, "It's just that the pills can speak and the magic weapon failed to be refined. It's not a big deal, is it? I was originally thinking of becoming the supreme master of the sword."

"What a magnificent title of unparalleled swordsmanship!"

The brass oil lamp said in a sarcastic tone, "Upon waking up overnight, the sword cultivators in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm have experienced a ten-thousand-fold drop in their cultivation level, while your cultivation level remains unchanged, Chen Huangpi. My family, you truly deserve to be called a sword genius!"

"Being both referee and player, how brilliant!"

"Now what?"

Chen Huangpi said angrily, "I didn't expect that stone tablet to have this function at first. I thought it could be used to summon the spleen temple and smash people like a magic weapon."

"What else can be done?"

The brass oil lamp rolled its eyes: "The fox mountain god is missing, and Ah Gui is still asleep. We're just out of luck."

Chen Huangpi sighed helplessly upon hearing this.

You can't expect a brass oil lamp to come up with any ideas; it will only stir up the fire and watch the fun.

It seems I still have to rely on myself.

Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi took the pill.

"Family member, what are you going to do?"

"I'll use my Evil Eye to see if this thing is truly a magical artifact."

After saying that, Chen Huangpi opened his evil eye between his eyebrows.

He was being watched by that evil eye.

Danyao couldn't help but scream.

Under the gaze of the evil eye, the pill seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

In fact, the pill was indeed collapsing.

A lot of dust seeped out from the elixir.

The evil eye can see through all illusions.

It can also manipulate all tangible things.

Chen Huangpi's evil eyes narrowed, and he saw the pill clearly.

"No, the pill is still effective."

Chen Huangpi infused his essence into the pill, and the pill faintly revealed an aura similar to that of a magical artifact, with even the pill's patterns glowing.

Another snap of the fingers.

The pill instantly transformed into a streak of light and crashed into a pillar in the alchemy room.

Bang!
The pill exploded instantly.

The pillar, however, was unharmed.

Overall, elixirs are still the primary source of power, while the capabilities of magical artifacts are relatively weak.

"Master, have you noticed anything?"

"I've noticed quite a bit."

Chen Huangpi stammered, "The changes in the world are about to end, so the new rules must replace the old ones. The methods of alchemy and weapon crafting should also be changed."

The Tai Sui Sect disciple said, "What the sect leader said makes sense. We really need to make changes, otherwise we've only made a few thousand Tai Sui Divine Lamps, and we simply can't ship them out in large quantities."

"It is even more inappropriate to use the pretext of 'preciousness' to amass wealth."

"A steady, long-term approach is the right way!"

The disciples of Tai Sui Sect do not concern themselves with alchemy.

They only care about whether the business can continue.

The brass oil lamp squinted and said, "Wait a minute, what is this Tai Sui lamp you're talking about?"

"Naturally, it is a precious treasure that our Tai Sui Sect just unearthed from the classics."

"By the way, it was used by that person."

The disciple glanced at the brass oil lamp and secretly memorized the gesture.

This is yet another style.

The brass oil lamp clenched its fists in anger, its eyes bulging out of their sockets.

These disciples of the Tai Sui sect are truly shameless.

He copied himself and even gave himself a title.

Do they think they can't hear what they're thinking?

"That's enough, Huang Er, don't do that."

Chen Huangpi gripped the brass oil lamp tightly and quickly said to the others, "I will soon develop a new method for refining weapons, and you will all see it before dark."

"From now on, we will use the new method to refine weapons."

"As for pills, the old methods of alchemy have not become ineffective. However, if we use the new methods to refine them, as you have all seen, the pills can speak human language."

"Alright, that's all I have to say. I'm going back to the main hall to go into seclusion now!"

After saying that, Chen Huangpi turned and left.

Only Master Feng and his disciples remained speechless.

Among the disciples.

Li Qingbai suddenly glanced at Elder Feng and the other cultivators.

"Senior Feng, we're practically acquaintances."

"Are you interested in joining our Tai Sui Cult?"

Elder Feng and the other cultivators were stunned upon hearing this.

How did it suddenly veer towards joining the Tai Sui cult?

In fact, although they had dealt with the disciples of the Tai Sui Sect before, this was the only time in their lives they had entered the Tai Sui Sect's sword formation Dao Fruit.

This time, it opened their eyes to a whole new world.

It's impossible for me to say I don't want to join.

Elder Feng cupped his hands and said, "I am merely a Void Returning cultivator and do not deserve the title of senior. However, I have already exhausted my cultivation potential. If I were to join your sect, I would only become a laughingstock."

"However, my juniors are still young."

Upon hearing this, a disciple frowned and said, "Our Tai Sui Sect doesn't judge people solely by their aptitude. Anyone who shares the same ideals and is sincere in their love for the sword can join our sect. The old man's words are somewhat biased."

"Junior brother, don't say that."

Li Qingbai suddenly said, "Mr. Feng, you are worried about the overseas sects and want to continue trading with them, which is why you are unwilling to join the Tai Sui Sect, right?"

Old Feng sighed, "That's right. I'll only do two things in my life: one is to memorize the way to Jiuzhou, and the other is to refine pills..."

"As I get older, I really can't bear to leave those children behind if you ask me to stop."

Li Qingbai smiled and said, "If that's the case, then so be it. But Senior Feng, could you demonstrate your alchemy method in front of us?"

Old Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

If there is no other reason, one should recruit one's younger relatives into the church.

He simply wouldn't believe it.

There's a reason for it, and the method of alchemy is not some secret technique that can't be passed on.

Thinking of this, Old Feng suddenly had an idea and whispered, "You want to see how I refine those talking pills, right?"

Li Qingbai's eyes lit up: "Yes, this thing can be sold!"

"And what about me, Second Master?"

Silver Horn tilted his head and said, "Second Master, can I sell it? I see you are all wearing the same Taoist robes as Yellow Skin Father, you must be planning to sell the robes to make money."

Golden Horn said, "Silver Horn, you're not stupid anymore."

Silver Horn said, "Brother, I've got another idea popping into my head. I think the Tai Sui Sect is our chance to do something big."

Li Qingbai and his disciples exchanged glances.

Suddenly someone spoke up: "Second Master, you've followed my leader for so many years, don't you have any stories to tell?"

Silver Horn asked, "Brother, what is a story?"

Golden Horn scoffed, "Stories are just for fooling children. Have you forgotten how Yellow Skin Daddy used to fool us?"

Silver Horn's eyes widened: "Isn't that a lie?!"

"No, the story is not a lie. Let me tell you the whole story."

After a while.

The silver-horned and golden-horned creatures had majestic faces, and the horns on their heads emitted a sacred radiance.

"Okay, let's use this mold."

"The Twin-Headed Prison-Suppressing Sacred Beast! Back then, my sect leader rode this beast and fought against that being with his sword, creating a legendary tale. It's just a pity that this matter was not revealed to the world, and no one knew about it."

"Fortunately, I stumbled upon this while organizing the ancient books, which brought this matter to light again!"

Some disciples described the appearance of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn in the classic texts.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn said, "Wait a minute, the leader you're talking about is the old leader, not our Yellow Skin Father."

"It's alright, the leader won't mind."

After saying this, the disciple wrote a line of small characters on the illustration of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

Unfortunately, after a hundred moves of sword fighting, the beast's momentum waned, and it fled at the first sign of trouble; otherwise, it would have been able to withstand one more sword strike.

With its ups and downs, the story becomes believable.

……

And the other side.

Chen Huangpi indeed returned to the main hall to study his own method.

"Chen Huangpi, are you really going to spread the abbot's methods of refining you?"

"I hope this thing won't be used against you later?"

"What can you use to deal with me?"

As Chen Huangpi recalled the methods his master used to refine him, he said, "My master would never harm me. Besides, I've been refined for so many years, and nothing has ever happened to me."

He has been immune to fire and water since he can remember.

The master used the Nine Dragons Refining Furnace to refine himself, but instead, he made himself increasingly thick-skinned and tough.

This refining method should only benefit oneself.

The brass oil lamp thought so too, and said, "You were stillborn. Many of the things the abbot has done are to bring you back to life. If someone were to use this method to refine you, they would probably have to help you."

Chen Huangpi laughed and said, "Alright, I've already engraved all the techniques on the jade slip. I'll throw it out tonight and spread it throughout the world."

"In that case..."

"Am I now the grandmaster who founded a new school of weapon crafting and alchemy?"

"That depends on whether cultivators across the land should thank you."

The brass oil lamp thought about how, after the cataclysmic changes in the world ended, cultivators would refine pills that could speak human language, and that when cultivators forged magical artifacts, the artifacts would look like monsters resembling those from the Void Realm. It all seemed a bit absurd.

But the more it thought about it, the more interesting it became.

As the saying goes, brass oil lamps love to stir up fires and watch the show.

It will burst into laughter if the monks are startled.

But as I kept thinking about it...

The brass oil lamp suddenly realized something: "Wait a minute, these middlemen from the Tai Sui Sect are making imitations of this lamp. Could those things also be turning weird?"

This made it feel as disgusted as if it had swallowed a fly.

As an existence that is close to the Dao, even if the power is not in one's own body.

However, if someone practices the fake skill and it becomes real, it will definitely be able to sense it.

Even those bronze oil lamps that Chen Daoxing made.

You can take the opportunity to find the brass oil lamp.

That doesn't count as turning a fake into a real skill.

It's just a shortcut.

As for the imitations made by the disciples of the Tai Sui Sect, they are merely imitations in form, and their abilities are determined by what they are good at, which they simply add to them.

In this way, the brass oil lamp cannot even detect it.

Seeing this, Chen Huangpi laughed and said, "It's alright, Huang Er. It's just a copy. What's the big deal?"

"Since no one copied you, of course you think it's no big deal."

The brass oil lamp said angrily, "If these people fabricate a story and get you arrested one of these days, you'll know how disgusting I am."

Chen Huangpi said, "No, I won't get angry."

"why?"

"Because I have to collect money from them."

"Then I'll accept it too."

……

Half a day later.

Outside the old town, stone swords rise up from the ground.

Zhao Bainian sat on the stone sword, his heart unable to find peace for a long time. The Tai Sui Sect had accepted him.

They said there was a great joyous occasion in the next few days, so naturally they wanted to recruit many disciples.

Therefore, today is his last shift stationed here.

Tomorrow he can enter the Tai Sui Sect and begin practicing its methods, but he doesn't know what the legendary Tai Sui blood is all about.

"I heard that the reason why our Tai Sui Sect didn't accept many disciples before was because there was a problem with the blood of Tai Sui."

"It seems there's a solution to this problem now."

"Perhaps it has something to do with our leader."

"It is fitting that my teachings will endure forever!"

Zhao Bainian was already imagining the scene of protecting Jiuzhou together with his fellow disciples from the Tai Sui Sect in the future.

He had a good relationship with a disciple of the Tai Sui sect a long time ago.

That person had taught him a lot about swordsmanship back then.

Now that he has joined the Tai Sui Cult, the other party is genuinely happy for him.

Yes, that person's name is Lin Daoning.

He is a kind-hearted and righteous sword immortal who hates evil.

But now I should call him Senior Brother Lin.

And just then.

Suddenly, a strange voice rang out above Zhao Bainian's head.

"Fellow Daoist of the Tai Sui Sect, the leader you're referring to is... the Tai Sui Sect Leader?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cultivator dressed in white robes and wearing a bamboo hat appeared out of thin air in front of Zhao Bainian.

Zhao Bainian was shocked, and his expression changed drastically.

What level of cultivation does this person possess?

He didn't even notice it at all. Could he be an immortal?

"My name is Tian Yuanzi."

Tian Yuanzi's voice came from inside the bamboo hat, and at the same time he took out a token with the words "Intercepting Heaven" on it.

Zhao Bainian breathed a sigh of relief and cupped his hands, saying, "So you are a senior from the Jietian Sect. I will only join the Tai Sui Sect tomorrow. Senior has misunderstood."

"It doesn't matter."

Tian Yuanzi said with a faint smile, "All three sects are fellow Daoists. Since you have joined the Tai Sui Sect, it was only a matter of time. However, didn't your sect leader fall into the gray fog for a long time? Why has he reappeared in the sect?"

His attitude at this moment was very mild.

Because the three major sects, Tai Sui Sect, Jie Tian Sect, and Bai Ling Tian, ​​actually had a pretty good relationship in the past.

Even many disciples of the Jietian Sect were unaware that their sect and the Tai Sui Sect had long since broken off relations and wished each other dead.

As for the Tai Sui sect, they were kept completely in the dark.

After that battle, the leader of the Tai Sui Sect fell into the gray fog and disappeared without a trace.

Therefore, over the years, the Jietian Sect and the Tai Sui Sect have actually been exchanging secret techniques with each other.

However, the Tai Sui sect is different from the Bai Ling Tian sect.

Many of the methods taught by Tai Sui, or rather, 99% of them, require the blood of Tai Sui to be used.

The Jietian Sect actually suffered a lot of losses.

Now, Zhao Bainian, who is unaware of the situation, is even less likely to think badly of the senior from the Jietian Sect in front of him.

"Senior, you don't know."

Zhao Bainian said embarrassedly, "Actually, I've never met my sect leader. When I joined the Tai Sui Sect today, the sect leader had already returned to the main hall."

"I did hear someone mention it a few times, saying that the leader had said something."

"The rules of heaven and earth are changing, so His Majesty is going to open up new methods of alchemy and weapon crafting for my sect."

These words are all true.

On that day, Yuanzi's heart skipped a beat, and she almost couldn't help but cry out.

The rules of heaven and earth have changed.

Even their own leader had only mentioned this matter once before going silent.

But shouldn't that happen after the cataclysmic event in the world has ended?
Why was it brought forward?
Moreover, only the Tai Sui Cult Leader could be so insightful as to uncover the secrets of this matter and create a new method in such a short time.

"When did your leader return?"

"I can't remember exactly, but it must have been something that happened recently."

Zhao Bainian asked curiously, "By the way, Senior Tian Yuanzi, you've come from afar. Is there anything you need? If you can be of any help, please feel free to speak up."

That day, Yuanzi smiled without changing his expression and said, "It's just a small matter. However, since your sect leader has returned, I naturally have to pay him a visit, so as not to violate the etiquette between the three sects."

Zhao Bainian cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I won't delay you any longer, senior."

"Uh-huh."

Tian Yuanzi turned around and disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Bainian stood there, feeling that something was amiss.

It took him quite a while to suddenly realize what was happening.

"Hey, I forgot to curse the thieves from the Intercepting Heaven Sect!"

Zhao Bainian was unaware of this.

At this very moment, high above his head, amidst the gray clouds.

Thirteen figures dressed in white robes and wearing straw hats were coldly watching him, taking in all his actions.

"He's already reeking of money even before he's officially a member of the Tai Sui Cult."

Tian Yuanzi sneered, "This kid is lucky. If he hadn't said that, I would have searched his soul."

"If he really is the leader of the Tai Sui Cult, would you dare to search his soul?"

"Of course I wouldn't dare."

Tian Yuanzi frowned and said, "That's why I suspect that the Tai Sui Cult Leader might have a problem."

They came to this old state to ruin the Tai Sui Sect's plan to guide the old leader.

But unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived, they encountered something that differed from what their leader had said back then.

The rules of heaven and earth were changed ahead of schedule.

The leader of the Tai Sui cult suddenly appeared.

But if he really is the leader of the Tai Sui Cult, why didn't he directly attack Dongdao Prefecture?

"A visit will immediately reveal whether someone is genuine or not."

Someone coldly said, "I will report this matter back to the sect. If we cannot leave the Tai Sui Sect, then someone will immediately awaken the sect leader. Otherwise, it is very likely that the Tai Sui Sect will not be able to hold on."

The Tai Sui Cult is no small, insignificant organization.

Although I verbally belittle them, I still call them middlemen.

But those sword cultivators were truly like madmen, driven by the righteous thought of slaying demons and eliminating evil. From ancient times to the present, they have never caused the slightest trouble, which is simply exaggerated and frightening.

These people would never accept a fake cult leader.

They disdain bluffing.

Unless, of course, the Tai Sui sect is truly unable to hold on and has encountered a major problem.

They continued to invoke their own leader's name to stabilize the situation.

"Perhaps it's related to the change in the rules of this old state."

Tian Yuanzi narrowed his eyes and said, "The gray fog comes from outside the boundary and can isolate the influence. Dongdao Prefecture is unaffected, but this place is different."

Thirteen true immortals, each exchanging glances and uttering words.

People began to speculate on the matter.

But no matter how they deduced it, they could never have known that someone named Chen Huangpi existed.

The four sword masters of the Tai Sui Sect had already figured out how to recruit Chen Huangpi into their own ranks the moment they saw him.

"Check those command flags again. Make sure they are completely concealed and that they do not reveal any trace of their presence."

Tian Yuanzi said in a low voice, "The Tai Sui Sect is the Dao Fruit World of that sect leader. If we don't keep it well hidden, our purpose will probably be exposed."

"On the surface, the four sword masters of the Tai Sui Sect are all acquaintances of us."

"Don't worry, there won't be the slightest problem."

Thirteen true immortals would certainly not ruin the grand plan of the Tai Sui Sect.

The Tai Sui cult has not yet degenerated to that extent.

Even though many of its elders perished on the Tianhe Battlefield back then, just look at its own Jietian Sect and you'll know that if a sect of the same level is really pushed to the limit, it's not a problem for them to create a few half-way cultivators.

Moreover, there's that terrifying sword formation...

These thirteen True Immortals of the Intercepting Heaven Sect had been planning this for ten thousand years before they arrived. They were perfectly capable of making a quick trip without anyone noticing anything amiss.

Now we've entered the Tai Sui (Grand Duke Jupiter) religion.

As long as that cult leader isn't the real Tai Sui cult leader, they are confident they can escape unscathed and won't ruin their plans.

After making the decision.

These thirteen true immortals no longer concealed their auras.

They transformed into thirteen streams of light and flew towards the direction of the Tai Sui Sect.

Just a moment later.

Within the sword formation of the Tai Sui Sect.

The Taiyu Sword Master's hearty voice rang out: "Who do we have here? It's Tianyuanzi and Lingxiaozi. What brings you here?"

"What else could it be? The Jingxian Temple is urging me to send someone to guide the mother lamp of that bronze oil lamp."

Tian Yuanzi's voice was helpless: "As you know, that oil lamp is a bit strange. We wanted to come and talk to your Tai Sui Sect, and also ask for a solution."

What he said was true.

Because a hundred years ago, the incredibly mysterious Jingxian Temple did indeed issue an order for the three religions to receive the Mother Lamp.

"This issue……"

The Sword Master of Taiyu hesitated for a moment: "Let's come in and talk about this. We are also a bit worried about this matter."

Thus, Tian Yuanzi and other true immortals entered the Tai Sui Sect in a seemingly legitimate manner.

Of course, they definitely can't be allowed into the core areas.

After all, they are planning to bring their old leader back. Although the relationship between the three religions is actually quite good, they must keep this matter a secret and dare not let any word of it leak out.

Even if they were inside the Sword Formation Dao Fruit, where all information could be isolated by the four Sword Masters, they would still do so.

As the sword formation activated, an ancient palace rose from the ground.

In the palace.

Tian Yuanzi and the others chatted with the four sword masters.

"Regarding the bronze oil lamp, in short, my Tai Sui Sect has no intention of getting involved with the Jingxian Temple."

"That thing really has a problem."

"Yes, the charlatan from Bailingtian warned us long ago, but the abbot of Jingxian Temple is almost a Daoist being..."

Tian Yuanzi sighed: "Moreover, he is the Crown Prince of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, His Majesty's child. Since he has given the order, how can we refuse?"

“Your Tai Sui sect is a large and powerful family.”

"Although the leader fell into the gray fog, at least he didn't die."

"My leader is still missing...sigh..."

At this point, Tian Yuanzi sighed again, his face showing a sorrowful expression.

The Tai Xuan Sword Master said helplessly, "Although we were not affected by that great battle back then, it is impossible for us to go back in time to see what happened in the past."

"The river of time was battered into chaos."

"Under the whole heaven, perhaps only that being can see through everything."

"Otherwise, we might be able to find out the whereabouts of your sect leader."

Tian Yuanzi shook his head: "The main reason is the leader of the Bai Lingtian sect. He has hidden his entire sect in the gray mist. If he were willing to show himself, this matter would probably not be so difficult."

"That person has always been mysterious and unpredictable, and rarely appears in the world. Even if he were to show himself, he probably wouldn't get involved in this matter."

The Master of the Tai Xuan Sword frowned. Why did Tian Yuanzi come here this time to pour out all his troubles?

My family knows their own affairs.

Who wants to bring up anything about a cult leader with him?

Thinking of this, the Tai Xuan Sword Master asked, "How long do you plan to stay this time?"

This means seeing the guest off.

Tian Yuanzi said, "We'll leave in a bit. We plan to go to the Tianhe Battlefield again to try our luck and see if we can find anything related to our sect leader."

The Sword Master of Tai Xuan said in surprise, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry? We haven't seen each other for so long, why not stay a few more days?"

He didn't want Tian Yuanzi to stay a few more days.

Otherwise, the matter of their own leader would have to wait.

Tian Yuanzi smiled wryly and said, "You won't even serve me tea. What am I doing here?"

The Master of the Tai Xuan Sword said with a smile, "Your Jie Tian Sect has too much of a reputation for petty theft. We dare not serve tea, otherwise we might accidentally steal the tea and water along with it."

"Hahaha!"

Tian Yuanzi laughed loudly: "The tea from your Tai Sui Sect is priceless. If you don't take some back with you, do you want to make a fortune off me?"

After saying this, Tian Yuanzi stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "I'll take my leave now."

"It's easy to leave without seeing him off."

Tian Yuanzi and the other thirteen True Immortals transformed into streaks of light and flew out of the Tai Sui Sect.

Before the four sword masters could recover their senses...

suddenly……

These thirteen immortals returned after they left.

Tian Yuanzi, his beard bristling and eyes wide with rage, roared, "You damned swindlers of the Tai Sui Sect! Your sect leader has returned, and you didn't even tell us!"

"I only found out after I went outside and overheard some cultivators talking about it!"

"What? Isn't my Jie Tian Sect one of the three major sects?"

Upon hearing this, the Tai Xuan Sword Master hurriedly explained, "Tian Yuanzi, you have misunderstood. My sect leader is not the one you know. This is the new sect leader."

"The new leader?"

Tian Yuanzi was so angry he laughed: "The leaders of the three religions are all beings who are close to the Dao. Which old friend of the Tai Sui Sect ascended to the heavens in one step?"

"Tian Yuanzi, calm down."

At this moment, Ling Xiaozi bowed to the Tai Xuan Sword Master and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, fellow Daoists. It's just that my Jie Tian Sect is currently in dire straits and has resorted to desperate measures."

"Could we please pay our respects to your cult leader? Perhaps he can help us find his whereabouts."

"You guys... sigh, this is really a misunderstanding."

The Sword Master of Tai Xuan felt somewhat displeased, but he had to maintain appearances, so he said, "My sect leader is not a being close to the Dao, he..."

"He is the holy son of my religion."

"It was just sealed away by the old cult leader back then, and it has only now reappeared in the world."

They certainly wouldn't want to reveal where Chen Huangpi came from.

They really treated it like a treasure!
Therefore, we definitely need to come up with a pretext.

However, Tian Yuanzi directly exposed him: "Old man Tai Xuan, we've known each other for 20,000 years. Do you think I can't see through your lie?"

"Alright, in that case, we'll be going."

Tian Yuanzi angrily waved his sleeve and said, "What kind of fellow Daoists are these, what kind of swordsmanship seekers? My Jie Tian Sect is in trouble and we won't help them. Fine, we won't help them, but why spout such lies!"

Without hesitation, he leaped away.

The remaining Jietian Sect cultivators could only manage a wry smile.

“His temper has become increasingly volatile over the years.”

"Fellow Daoists, please don't stand on ceremony."

After saying that, the others made a move to leave.

The four sword masters exchanged glances, all seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

If this matter isn't explained clearly...

That's really hard to believe.

After all, the three leaders were all old acquaintances.

These elders had known each other for many years; how could they let him leave like this?

If word gets out, the Tai Sui Cult will lose all face.

"Please wait, everyone!!"

The Tai'a Sword Master was a kind-hearted man, so he said helplessly, "Since you don't believe me, then fine, I'll send a message to my sect leader and ask him to come and see you."

Tian Yuanzi, who was called back, continued to play the role of the hot-tempered one, and said coldly, "Who knows if you will just point to someone and say that they are your sect leader."

“My leader isn’t lacking in talent, so why would he be hiding anything?”

The Sword Master of Taiyu was also hot-tempered, and immediately said irritably, "Tianyuan brat, I will not stoop to your level because I am concerned that your Jietian Sect is indeed in dire straits. So, in front of my disciples, this matter cannot be faked, can it?"

As he spoke, the Sword Master Taiyu patted the palace beneath him.

In an instant, the palace vanished, transforming into a vast plaza.

Thousands of sword lights shone brightly, each vying for attention.

Their gazes were all fixed on the thirteen True Immortal Elders of the Jietian Sect.

The Tai'a Sword Master raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "The sect leader has replied that the True Immortal of the Jietian Sect has arrived. He will definitely come to see him. Let's just wait."

At this moment.

At the core of the Tai Sui Sect's sword formation lies an ancient hall with two portraits hanging on its walls.

Chen Huangpi sneered, "The Tai Xuan Sword Master and the others have a good relationship with the Jie Tian Sect, but I have nothing good to say to the Jie Tian Sect. Huang Er, are you sure your ability can make people unable to tell the truth from the falsehood?"

The brass oil lamp examined the portrait of the Tai Sui Sect Leader and said, "Anyway, a true immortal definitely can't tell the difference, but it's hard to say if it's someone who's halfway to the Dao."

"As you know, I've had too much of my strength taken away."

"Those giant gray eyes and those hundreds of replica evil gods can't restore much of my power at all."

"Then let's wait a little longer, until nightfall."

Chen Huangpi sneered, "My Six Yin Gods only exist in the present, they are not seen in the past or future. I'll scare this dog of the Jietian Sect and vent my anger."

Back in the mortal realm, he was thoroughly disgusted by the Taoists of the Jietian Sect.

I didn't provoke the other party in any way.

As a result, the other party insisted on killing him, simply because he had touched that evil god with wide eyes.

Now that he had a chance to vent his anger, he naturally couldn't hold back.

Soon, the brass oil lamp transformed into its original form, the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp, and opened its mouth to spew out a lot of black lamp oil, which it then smeared on Chen Huangpi's body.

The moment the lamp oil came into contact with the dried yellow peel, an unusual and strange change occurred.

It began to swell and tighten, like a lump of mud.

At last……

It transformed into a human skin.

No, to be precise, it was Chen Huangpi who transformed into the appearance of the Tai Sui Cult Leader.

He was tall, with a square face, and exuded an imposing presence.

A sharp sword light flashed in his eyes.

The brass oil lamp grinned and said, "Not bad, exactly the same!"

Next, we come to this.

Chen Huangpi asked, "Huang Er, what form do you want to take?"

He had barely opened his mouth when he was surprised to find that his voice had changed, becoming completely unfamiliar—it was the cold, hard voice of a middle-aged man.

The brass oil lamp said smugly, "Extremely yin and evil, if it can't even produce a sound, what kind of Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp am I?"

"As for me, of course I'll become Huang Yi!"

After saying that, it began to smear black lamp oil on itself.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden color.

The brass oil lamp coldly said, "Golden-topped Heavenly Lamp greets the Grand Duke of Tai Sui!"

Chen Huangpi then said, "Very well, then come with me to meet the little brat of the Jietian Sect."

Actually, the brass oil lamp felt that it shouldn't become Huang Yi's appearance, but rather the Tai Sui Killing Sword, which would look much more imposing.

Chen Huangpi felt that the Tai Sui cult leader himself had changed.

It would be a bit unreasonable not to transform into Master's appearance next time for a bit of fun.

……

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