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Chapter 974

Li Ming's words made the Wusheng Patriarch slightly stunned. He turned to look at Li Ming with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Oh? What do you think, nephew?" asked the ancestor Wusheng.

Li Ming said in a deep voice: "Although the Kunwu Four Friends are strong, they are only independent cultivators after all, without the support of a large sect's resources. If Venerable Huo Lian comes here alone, Senior will naturally not be afraid. But if he has the help of other powerful people in Kunwu Mountain, the situation will be disadvantageous to us."

Patriarch Wusheng nodded. There was no need to say this, as he knew it very well in his heart, so the next words were the key points.

Li Ming continued, "So, we can't just sit there and wait for death. We must take the initiative. In three days, Venerable Huo Lian will come to Xu Yu Island. We can make some preparations before then."

"How to prepare?" asked the ancestor Wusheng.

Li Ming smiled slightly and said, "He won't want to fight to the death. In my opinion, he is most likely planning to marry his own land to this in-law, just to test the strength of this in-law. We just need to find a few fellow Taoists of equal strength to support the situation, and then persuade them with gentle words. Maybe we can turn this misfortune into a destiny and form a family of in-laws."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Wusheng showed a slight joy on his face, and then said.

"My dear nephew, what you said is not without reason, but I think this matter is not that simple. If there is no important figure who can make the final decision, I am afraid there will be many twists and turns."

Li Ming smiled slightly. He naturally knew what the Wusheng Patriarch meant. His strength was not enough and he had to call out some big shot to support him. That person must be him. He pondered for a moment. At this moment, the host and the guest had changed positions. There was still room for discussion. However, how to do it specifically was something that needed to be discussed.

Three days later, on Xuyu Island.

The reason why Xuyu Island is called Xuyu Taoist Island is because there is no rain on this island all year round. It is said to be dry, but as an island, it is not short of water. It has some magical features, but the spiritual energy is thin and there are no spiritual herbs or flowers. Therefore, there have been few Taoists coming and going here, so it is very desolate.

Not to mention there is no green plant at all, only exposed sand and rocks. But today, it is a little different.

Before noon, streaks of light suddenly streaked across the sky, and soon a continuous stretch of auspicious clouds hovered over the Xuyu Island.

At this time, several figures suddenly appeared on the island, and the one leading them was Venerable Huo Lian. His dress and appearance had not changed at all, he was still wearing a Taoist robe, and his hair was disheveled, and it looked like sparks flying when he walked.

He only saw auspicious clouds and streaks of light in the sky, and with only a hint of sarcasm on his face, he shouted loudly, "Wusheng, you dare not come here and ask all these fellow Taoists to come and see you make a fool of yourself?"

At this time, an elderly man with a kind face walked out slowly. He had white hair and a youthful face, and his complexion was rosy. He really looked like an immortal who never ages. He smiled faintly.

"Fellow Daoist Huo Lian, please don't worry. Fellow Daoist Wu Sheng knows about this matter, Li Kui, and has come to us to negotiate peace. I don't think this matter necessarily requires enmity. Why don't we all sit down together, drink tea, and have a chat. It would be wonderful to turn enemies into friends!"

This person's Taoist name is Xuanhe. Although he is a casual cultivator, he has superb Taoist skills and has reached the Nascent Soul stage. He is always kind and likes to support the younger generation. He has a wide circle of friends, so he has a good reputation in the East China Sea and his prestige is not low. After all, the Yuanshen Zhenxian above him are basically the pillars of various sects, and not everyone is like Luo Zhen of Shushan, who has seven or eight or even ten Yuanshen Zhenxians walking around.

Most of the immortal sects are already great with only one or two people in charge, and most of them are just Nascent Soul Immortals who are the highest combat force in the sect.

Therefore, the Nascent Soul has become the ceiling that many people can reach, and among these Nascent Soul Immortals, he, Xuan He, may not be the strongest, but he is definitely the most righteous!

So many times if there are some misunderstandings or disputes among the families, everyone is willing to ask Xuan He to help mediate.

Today is no exception. Patriarch Wusheng made a special trip to invite this person out of seclusion, hoping to resolve the issue amicably.

Unexpectedly, the Fire Lotus Venerable sneered and said, "Sit down and have some tea? Hehe, that's just how it is with you overseas. Rich in resources, you're more friendly with each other. But how could you possibly imagine how many people in the Middle Earth would draw their swords at the slightest disagreement? If I had meant to, you would have died more than ten times already!"

Although Xuan He was a well-known good guy with a really good temper, he couldn't help but change his expression when someone pointed at his nose and scolded him. After all, he was a Yuanying immortal. Could it be that he had the habit of swallowing his pride? He just flicked his sleeves and said.

"My fellow Daoist is indeed extremely capable, but I, Xuan He, am not someone who can be bullied."

At this time, another middle-aged man with black hair came out and laughed, "I told you long ago that this barbarian from Middle-earth won't listen to reason. Your kind words of advice have fallen on deaf ears. I must beat him into submission. In my opinion, there's nothing more to talk about. Let's have a fight first!"

This person is a very famous Yuanying Zhenxian in the East China Sea. He is not a casual cultivator, but a disciple of Tianya Haige. Tianya Haige is a holy place for Confucian cultivation. The disciples of the sect all entered the Tao by reading the books of sages. Their cultivation is based on righteousness and they are all humble gentlemen.

Only Xu Sanquan was different. Although he also practiced Confucianism, he was a rare person who was good at body cultivation. His Taoist skills were based on his flesh, and he was no less capable than those big monsters with dragon blood under the sea. What he liked most was fighting, and he would fight with others regardless of whether he was right or wrong. Many people called him Xu Sanquan behind his back.

After knowing this, he was not annoyed. Instead, he accepted the title with great pleasure and even seemed a little proud of it. This person did not need to be invited specifically, as he would come uninvited just by saying there was a fight.

Venerable Huo Lian looked at Xu Sanquan and sneered, "How dare you call me a barbarian in this barbaric land of the East China Sea? But what you said is quite pleasant to hear. If you want to talk, first see if you have the qualifications to sit with me!!! Wusheng, get out here!!"

Hearing Huo Lian's angry roar, Wusheng was furious, but he had indeed been caught in a weak spot, so he had to reveal his face from the cloud boat with a gloomy face and speak from a high position.

"Since you've spoken, I wonder what it takes to qualify for a chat?"

Huo Lian smiled gently and said, "I won't make it difficult for you. In a one-on-one fight, if anyone of you can defeat me even a little bit, I, Huo Lian, will be convinced. Forget about sitting down to talk, I'll even kowtow to you a few times."

Upon hearing this, Xu Sanquan's eyes lit up immediately, and he chuckled, "Okay, okay, okay! Fellow Daoist, you're really straightforward. If that's the case, then I won't refuse!"

After saying that he had taken on the responsibility, he turned into a streak of white light and rushed forward in an instant.

The Fire Lotus was not surprised, nor did it think it was a sneak attack. It just chuckled, leaped up, and turned into a red light and drilled into the clouds.

Xu Sanquan was a combative person, but across the ocean, Nascent Soul Immortals weren't everywhere. Moreover, many were either in seclusion, practicing, or immersing themselves in their techniques, while others were out and about. He might not even find anyone to fight him, so how could he let him escape? He immediately gave chase. However, the sword cultivation method of sword escape was a rare and swift escape method in the world. Huo Lian, a descendant of the Kunwu Mountain Taoist tradition, possessed a full complement of skills, including sword training, combat sword techniques, and vertical light sword escape. However, he seemed to be playing around a bit and didn't exert his full strength, giving Xu Sanquan a few chances to catch up. However, every time he got close, he would swerve nimbly, leaving Xu Sanquan empty-handed.

After three or five times of this, Xu Sanquan was already furious and cursed, "You thief Taoist priest, all you can do is run away! Do you dare to take my attack?"

"What? You can only provoke me because you can't catch up with me? I'm just afraid that you can't withstand a single blow, so I want to save you some face!" His voice came vaguely, sometimes east and sometimes west, which showed that he was still moving at high speed.

Xu Sanquan was furious when he saw this, but he was not a reckless person. If he were a reckless person, he would never have been able to cultivate to this level today. He seemed to be extremely angry, but in fact he was calm in his heart, and he had a clear understanding of the current situation.

Before he came, he knew that this person was a sword cultivator, so how could he not be on guard? Speaking at this moment was exactly part of his plan, but he saw a gleam in his eyes, stepped forward, and with a bang, he disappeared without a trace.

"Got you!"

He smiled faintly and threw a punch. Countless words flashed around him and turned into chains that wrapped around the red sword light in the air.

"This is my original creation of a rumor cell. I hope you can appreciate it!"

Huo Lian was also a little surprised. These chains were tangible but intangible. His sword light should have been able to cut through everything, but at this moment it seemed that he couldn't get rid of them.

Xu Sanquan thought to himself, "It seems this trick is really effective. It can capture his breath and position when he speaks. I have to get him to say a few more words, otherwise this spell will fall apart."

"It seems that these Daoist friends who clamored loudly are determined to kowtow. However, Daoist friends are in their Nascent Soul stage, so no matter how hard the ground is, it can't be harder than you!"

He held the other end of the chain in one hand while rapidly approaching the still circling sword light, while in the other hand there was a strong white light, which was obviously an extremely powerful attack.

"Hmph!" Huo Lian just snorted coldly, and then the flying sword turned flexibly, without dodging or evading, and really attacked with a sword.

Xu Sanquan was not afraid. At this point, he had to have a head-on fight!

But contrary to everyone's expectations, there was no sound, only a dazzling light spread out in an instant, and then Huo Lian's figure appeared in the air. He looked at Xu Sanquan coldly.

"I think this one can't be knocked down, but I'm still accepting disciples. Do you want to become my disciple?"

The mockery on Huo Lian's face was obvious, but everyone present was still shocked that Xu Sanquan, a well-known strong man in the East China Sea, was defeated in just one move!

"How could this be?"

"What a fast sword!"

"It should be said that it was a very powerful sword. Fellow Daoist Xu is already a rare strong puncher, yet he was still defeated so thoroughly!"

Xu Sanquan fell to the ground with a flushed face. Although he had just been defeated, Venerable Huo Lian had acted with restraint and had not hurt him. However, he no longer had the face to say anything and could only mutter.

"How could this be possible? This sword is so fast, how come no one informed me? Fellow Daoist Xuanhe, it's your turn now!"

Hearing this, Xuan He's expression changed. He just smiled awkwardly and said, "How old am I? How can a bunch of old bones still fight?"

However, he completely forgot what he said before, that he was not someone who could be bullied. Perhaps facing such a sword, he really had no ability to fight back.

Even though he was unwilling to admit it, Xuan He knew in his heart that sword cultivators were inherently superior to others. Moreover, the flying sword in Huo Lian's hand was a top-quality flying sword that had been passed down for many years and carefully refined. It had already reached the level of a perfect magic weapon and was extremely powerful, with a sense of being able to break all laws with one sword.

Although Xuan He has some skills, he is only at the second-rate level among the Nascent Soul cultivators. If they really fight, he may not even be able to defeat Xu Sanquan. If he goes up, he will only bring humiliation upon himself. Today's incident was not caused by him, and he is a man who cherishes his reputation. He can't just lose his reputation here.

He could only laugh awkwardly, then turned to look at the Old Ancestor Wusheng. His meaning was very clear: he could no longer handle this situation.

Wusheng cursed the old bastard in his heart, but nothing showed on his face.

Although he was very surprised at Huo Lian's swordsmanship, he was too cunning to flee without a fight. He rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled.

"Although I would like to fight with you, you have just been severely injured in the fight with you, and I would be taking advantage of you. I don't want to take advantage of you. In my opinion, why don't we change the fighting method to avoid damaging the relationship?"

Huo Lian just sneered repeatedly and said, "No matter how many tricks you have, I only need one sword to strike you. Can you withstand it?"

Patriarch Wusheng said with a forced smile, "Fellow Daoist, your swordsmanship is exquisite, but I have heard that the most proud method of the Four Kunwu Friends is the Four Elements Sword Formation. This sword formation has infinite variations and is rare in the world."

Huo Lian frowned and said, "Oh, it's not that I look down on you, but with your level of cultivation, if you enter the formation, I'm afraid you will die in a matter of seconds. Moreover, this sword formation requires the combined strength of the four of us brothers. Today, I'm alone, and you can't see it."

Wu Shengcai smiled and said, "Of course, but I have also heard that you have used your ingenuity to simplify this sword formation and created a small Four Elements Sword Formation. Four Jindan disciples can form this formation and defeat Yuanying Loose Immortals. When I arrived on the island just now, I saw sword energy accumulating in all directions. It must be this small Four Elements Sword Formation."

Huo Lian's face changed slightly when he heard the voice. Wusheng was right this time. Although he thought he was an expert in swordsmanship, if these East China Sea cultivators had no martial ethics and rushed over at once, he might not be able to survive. This was contrary to his original intention, so he specially chose a position himself and asked several of his disciples to prepare in advance. Relying on this sword formation, he could face three or four Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time without any fear. But he didn't expect that he would be exposed by this old man Wusheng.

(End of this chapter)