Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 697 The Disaster of the Qianqing Period
The voice was ethereal and distant, yet contained an inexplicable power that made Chen Mu's heart palpitate, as if he couldn't help but tell the truth.

Chen Mu's eyes flickered, and the ancient Buddha lit a lamp in his sea of ​​consciousness. While guarding his spiritual clarity, he sighed softly and said aloud:
"Replying to Master Zhen, I have no grudge against Daoist Jiang, so why would I intentionally harm him?"

It wasn't said directly, but the meaning was pretty much the same.

Hearing this, Elder Qin in the distance suddenly frowned, and he sensed something subtle.

What others didn't know was that Jiang Zhengchu had asked him for help long before the fight began, precisely in order to fight against Chen Mu.

So there was no hatred between the two...but he didn't believe it.

Jiang Zhenjun suddenly smiled coldly and said in a deep voice: "Well, what a talented Beiyuan immortal..."

He repeated it once more, then turned to the other True Lords and shouted, "Let's put aside the death of our Daoist son for now. This brat possesses an evil treasure and his methods are ruthless. This is inconsistent with the original purpose of our Zhongzhou Sword Fighting. His name should be abolished and he should be expelled from Zhongzhou!"

Expelled from Middle-earth?

"joke!"

True Lord Pingyang stood up, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly, "There are many sensible people in Zhongzhou. How can you decide this with just one word?"

The True Lords looked at each other in tacit understanding, and did not make hasty judgments like Wei Mingde and the others.

Only True Lord Chongtai of the Yuanqing Sect and a few others including the Luoshui Chu Clan nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang's words are indeed biased. Sword fights are not without casualties in the past. How can you say that his methods are ruthless?"

Jiang Zhenjun snorted coldly and said, "I call him cruel because he used an evil treasure to block our divine thoughts, so as to stop our disciples from admitting defeat. You speak for him like this, do you really think that we Jiang clan are easy to bully?"

After he finished speaking, his mind moved slightly and made contact with several people in the field.

The next moment, several True Lords from Xuanyin Sect, Huanwo Sect, Nanhua Valley, and other sects responded, "If it's really as Daoist Fellow Jiang said, then this person truly deserves death..."

True Lord Pingyang shook his head and smiled, saying softly, "Such a groundless statement actually earned the approval of several fellow Daoists?"

He paused, looked around at everyone, and said loudly: "Let all fellow Taoists know that the banner is not some evil treasure, but the inherited soul banner of my Beiyuan Soul Clan over 30,000 years ago!"

"A lineage of the Soul Clan?"

Many True Lords frowned and searched their memories.

Not long after, the True Lord of the Black and White Dao Palace spoke first: "Is it the Soul Ancestor who transcended the tribulation and ascended to heaven?"

True Lord Pingyang nodded and said, "The Soul Ancestor is the leader of the Soul Clan."

"So it's this legendary figure..."

Everyone suddenly realized that they must have seen some records about the Soul Ancestor.

Unlike the previous Jindan Zhenren and even Yuanying cultivators, who were extremely unfamiliar with the Soul Ancestor and had never heard of him, after they entered the realm of Shenhua, they would all learn about the deeds of the predecessors who successfully transcended the tribulation and ascended to heaven in this world.

"I didn't expect it to be a treasure passed down from an immortal. This kid has such great luck..."

"So, although this treasure has the aura of the Netherworld, it is not really an evil treasure."

"The way of controlling the soul has existed for tens of thousands of years. It is also a great path, so how can it be considered evil?"

……

With a few words, everyone rejected Master Jiang's devious views. Someone even joked with Master Pingyang, "With such a precious treasure right in front of you, Brother Pingyang, are you willing to leave it alone?"

Pingyang Zhenjun smiled faintly: "The younger generation has its own blessings. As the ancestor of Beiyuan, how can I compete with the younger generation for that opportunity? Moreover, this treasure has weakened over tens of thousands of years and is no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning. To me, it is of little use..."

"I see……"

Everyone's eyes flickered and they nodded repeatedly. Although they seemed to be thinking about something, it was impossible to tell what they were thinking.

Seeing the situation gradually calm down, Master Jiang was unwilling to give up and snorted angrily, "So what if it's the Soul Ancestor's treasure? Being used by those with ulterior motives only makes it more powerful!"

True Lord Pingyang narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Jiang? If you have any grudges against Beiyuan, why target the younger generation? You can just speak frankly. Pingyang is not talented, but I will accompany you!" Hearing this, everyone's hearts were secretly moved. If it really came down to strength, Pingyang really wouldn't be afraid of the Jiang ancestor...

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Jiang clan's True Lord, and he said sternly, "Fellow Daoist, are you determined to make things difficult for my Jiang clan?"

Pingyang immediately replied, "It's not that I'm at odds with the Jiang family, it's that the Jiang family is at odds with Beiyuan!"

There was a moment of silence in the field. Several True Lords flashed meaningful glances in their eyes, but remained silent.

On the mountaintop, there was also silence, as everyone waited for the True Lords' fate...

Chen Mu stood tall and graceful in a black robe with water patterns. The bright autumn sun shone through the clouds, reflecting his slender figure. A breeze blew by, and his brows were calm, his eyes were as deep as ancient pools, without any trace of fear or worry.

Suddenly he seemed to notice something, looked up, and happened to meet Ao Yi who was looking at him.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment and then lost sight of each other...

In the palace on the clouds, the Jiang family's True Lord's thoughts turned rapidly. The Jiang family was ranked at the top of Central Continent, so naturally they were not afraid of the group of cultivators from Northern Plains.

But the Pingyangzi in front of him was extremely powerful. He also inherited the ancient immortal tradition. If he fought with him, he would not gain any advantage.

But if the matter was left at this point, he couldn't bear it. What's more, his own disciple died inexplicably. If he didn't show any performance, how could he convince the others?
His eyes flickered, and he thought to himself, "Beiyuan has the support of the Yuanqing Sect and others. If I want to use my power to suppress them, I need the tacit approval of the Black and White Dao Palace and others..."

Thinking of this, his soul moved slightly, and he immediately communicated with the True Lords of the Black and White Dao Palace, Xianjianchi, Xianyin Dongtian, etc.:

"My fellow Daoists, please think carefully. What I just said was not just for the sake of my Jiang family's reputation..."

True Lord Xian Jianchi had a temper as sharp as a sword, and he couldn't stand this kind of nonsense. He sneered and asked, "If it's not for the Jiang family, then could it be for us?"

Jiang Zhenjun's eyes turned cold, but he did not get angry. Instead, he nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Yinhua is right. I did what I did with this in mind."

"Oh?"

Yinhua's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, please tell me about it."

Master Jiang paused, then asked abruptly, "May I ask if you can discern the Nascent Soul form of that Northern Plains cultivator?"

"Ninth level." The True Lord of the Black and White Taoist Palace suddenly spoke.

The Jiang clan ancestor nodded: "That's right, ninth level talent..."

"If we allow him to inherit the luck by burning incense, he will surely reach the pinnacle of this world in due time. By then, will Zhongzhou still be able to occupy 70% of the opportunities in this world like it does now?"

As soon as these words were spoken, several people immediately understood what the Jiang ancestor intended.

True Lord Yinhua shook his head and smiled, saying calmly, "Your Highness is mistaken in trying to bluff others with hidden dangers. My Xianjianchi is the top immortal sect in this world, and those with ninth-level talent appear from time to time. How could we worry about this person causing trouble?"

"Fellow Daoist Yinhua is so confident. I only have one question to ask: does Xian Jianchi have ninth-level talent in this generation?"

Yinhua was stunned, frowned slightly and stopped talking.

The Jiang clan patriarch continued, "Not only the Xianjian Pond, but even the Black and White Dao Palace, the Immortal Hidden Cave Heaven... None of the twenty-seven clans in my Central Continent have any people with ninth-level talent!"

"It may not be obvious now, but after a thousand years, no one in Central Continent will be able to compete with it!"

"Everyone, don't forget the disaster of the Qianqing era..."

The eyes of several people flickered, and their hearts moved at the same time.

The Qianqing Disaster refers to a rumor that happened tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, Beiyuan also saw the emergence of a peerless figure, unrivaled in the world. He plundered nearly half of the opportunities in Central Continent to benefit Beiyuan, causing the various branches of Central Continent to weaken for a long time. Only after that person's death did the region slowly recover its former glory...

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(End of this chapter)