Yuantian Pidao

Chapter 95: Black and White
In Taiping Sect, fog surged outward and turned into a wall, separating Qingyuan River and Mihun Bay. In order to better cultivate Hanxing Shell and facilitate the entry and exit of sect disciples, Jiang Chen used the Mist-Driving Flag to readjust the environment of Mihun Bay.

It was on this day that a ship sailed down the river and approached Mihun Bay.

"This is the headquarters of the Taiping Sect. The fog has gathered into a wall, and there are mysteries hidden within. Even I can't see through it."

At the bow, looking at the towering wall of fog, an old man with white hair and black clothes, thin figure, sharp eyebrows and eyes, and a sharp edge spoke.

Hearing this, another old man standing next to him laughed. He was short and fat, with a high and hunched back. Unlike the old man with white hair and black clothes, he had black hair and white clothes, always smiling, and his aura was extremely gentle, just like a good old man.

"Isn't this normal? Compared to us warriors, cultivators draw on the power of heaven, and their methods are much more mysterious. And isn't this a good thing?"

With a smile on his face, the short and fat old man asked back.

Hearing this, the tall and thin old man agreed. This was indeed what they wanted. If the Taiping Sect was really ordinary and nothing special, they would not have rushed here.

"Do you think we will have a smooth journey? This cultivator from the Taiping Sect who can reverse the slash and has achieved minor success in Qi training is quite impressive among practitioners. He may not really care about warriors, but what we want is definitely something special."

Glancing at the short and fat old man, the tall and thin old man expressed his concerns.

Hearing this, the smile on the short and fat old man's face faded a little, but he still remained calm.

"I'm not sure, but there's still a chance. Wasn't that person who deliberately passed the message through the Quicksand Bandits just trying to attract martial arts masters like us? You don't really think he really only wants to recruit some first- and second-rate martial artists, do you? Maybe he's waiting for us now."

His voice was low, and at the end, the short and fat old man even made a joke.

Hearing this, the tall and thin old man smiled, which was rare for him. His old friend seemed to be an optimist, but in fact he knew everything very well. He was the one who made the decisions most of the time when the two of them did things.

It was at this time that disciples of the Taiping Sect sensed the approach of the tower ship and came to greet it.

"Who is coming?"

Wearing Taoist robes with some fish scales visible on their bodies, two Taiping Sect disciples walked on the water and walked out of the fog wall.

Seeing this scene, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the two old men. With their strength, they could naturally see that the two Taiping Sect disciples were only third-rate warriors, not immortal cultivators. The only reason they could walk on water was because of the demon skin on their bodies.

And the fact is indeed so. These two disciples were born in famous families in Qinghe County. Their families have close ties with Taiping Sect. It is precisely because of this that they can easily obtain two monster skins and get a good job of guarding the sect's gate and feeding spirit shells.

Yes, it is a good job. Although the job of being a gatekeeper sounds bad, it depends on whose gate you are guarding, not to mention that the contribution level given by the sect for this job is not low.

"The black and white elders have come to pay their respects to the mountain. Please let them know on their behalf."

After taking a hundred steps, the two old men lightly handed a visiting card and a money bag to the two disciples. Even though they were martial arts masters, they did not underestimate the two disciples of Taiping Sect.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the two disciples of Taiping Sect changed slightly.

Being chosen as gatekeepers, they naturally have good eyesight. Judging from what they just did, the strength of these two old men is extraordinary.

"Please wait a moment, I will report back immediately." He winked at another disciple, and a Taiping Sect disciple walked into the thick fog with a visiting card and a money bag. Both the visiting card and the money bag had to be handed over, and this matter was not something he could decide.

At the same time, in the Mihun Bay, a small boat was drifting on the water. Jiang Chen was fishing. The taste of the white dragon before had aroused his appetite, so he tried it again today. Unfortunately, there was no harvest so far.

Although the dragon fishing rod can simulate the power of the moon to attract spiritual fish, it is also limited by distance. If you want to increase the success rate, you must first find the fish nest.

"Sir, do you want to change places? There may really be no white dragons in this place."

Seeing that Jiang Chen had not made any progress for a long time, Hongyu, who was making tea at the side, spoke up.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen did not answer, but turned his gaze outside the Mihun Bay.

"After such a long time of fishing, it seems that a fish has finally taken the bait."

Picking up the fishing rod, a smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face.

Hearing this and looking at the empty fishhook, Hongyu felt quite confused.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen didn't say much. He just picked up the full fish basket and steered the boat back to Muyu Island. Although he didn't catch any white dragon, he did catch a lot of other ordinary fish.

Not long after, under Jiang Chen's instructions, the two old men, Black and White, entered the Mihun Bay under the guidance of the disciples of Taiping Sect.

The moment the building ship broke through the fog wall, the scene inside the Bewilderment Bay was completely presented before their eyes. The black and white old men were stunned for a moment. They had come into contact with some cultivation forces before, but none of them had the aura of the Taiping Sect.

"A wall separates two worlds, one mortal and one immortal!"

Birds chirped, shrimps played, fish leaped, and looking at Muyu Island, the tall and thin black old man couldn't help but sigh, and at this time, the short and fat white old man nodded silently.

"I hope we can gain something this time. After all, we don't have much time left."

Although he had made various plans long ago, when the time came, the old man couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He hadn't felt this way for a long time.

He and Heisou came from different backgrounds. He was from a grassroots family, while Heisou came from a family of martial arts. When they were young, both of them were hot-tempered and neither of them would submit to the other. They fought countless times and gradually became friends and considered each other close friends. Later, both of them broke through to the master level and became a legend in the martial arts world.

With the strength of a grandmaster, power and wealth followed. The two picked it up and then put it down. In order to pursue the elusive immortal path, the two chose to retire and study the immortal path together, hoping to find a way for warriors to cultivate immortality.

During this process, they also joined the immortality-seeking organization Liusha, hoping to get some help from it. Unfortunately, even so, after wasting more than ten years, they still had no substantial gains.

It was at this time that news about the Taiping Sect reached their ears and attracted their attention. After some investigation, the two of them decided to visit the Taiping Sect. Although the skin-covering technique could not allow warriors to truly embark on the path of cultivation, they still wanted to give it a try.

Martial artists are different from cultivators. Even if they become martial arts masters, their lifespans will not be extended, and they don’t have much time left.

(End of this chapter)