Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 197 One vs. Two
Meng Xihong listened quietly, his gaze sweeping over his second brother, Meng Yanwei.

Although he remained quiet, a subtle glint flashed in his intelligent eyes when he heard words like "descending the mountain," "traveling," and "Yunzhou."

Seeing Meng Xihong hesitate, Yun Songzi added, "Moreover, with the addition of three thousand warriors from the Divine Martial Hall, the sect's strength has greatly increased, making it the undisputed strongest sect within a thousand miles."

The protective formation of our sect has been reinforced by me many times, making it difficult to break through easily.

With the sect leader himself in charge, possessing late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, he is enough to intimidate all directions.

The Heavenly Evolution Sect is now impregnable, and for the time being, there's no need for this old man to protect it constantly.

I have finished compiling the scriptures and methods of Haoran Hall. Since Haoran Hall hasn't officially started recruiting, I'll take my precious disciple down the mountain for some training.

Yun Songzi's words were reasonable and well-founded. They not only pointed out the key to Meng Yanwei's cultivation, but also analyzed the current situation of the sect. It was clear that he had thought it through carefully.

Looking into Yun Songzi's sincere and earnest gaze, and then at his young son whose eyes held a hint of expectation, Meng Xihong was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

As a father, he naturally couldn't bear to let his young child leave his side to face the unknown and storms down the mountain.

But as the sect leader, he understood even more clearly that what Yun Songzi said was absolutely right.

The cultivation of literature and Taoism does indeed require worldly experience, especially when breaking through to a crucial realm like the Qi Nourishing Realm, where the tempering of the mortal world is of paramount importance.

He recalled his experiences in his youth, and thought of his eldest son, Meng Yanqing, who was now also making his way in the world.

Alas, children must eventually grow up and face their future alone.

After a moment of silence, Meng Xihong let out a soft breath, his gaze becoming firm yet gentle. He looked at Yun Songzi, finally nodded, and said in a deep voice:
"What you say makes sense, senior. Yan Wei's cultivation of literature and Taoism does indeed require him to go down the mountain for some experience."

In that case, I'll trouble you, senior, to take him there. Safety is the most important thing.

Seeing Meng Xihong nod in agreement, Yun Songzi smiled with relief and cupped his hands, saying, "Don't worry, with this old Taoist here, there won't be any surprises."

Meng Yanwei immediately stood up, and like a little adult, he solemnly bowed to Meng Xihong and Bai Muyun: "Father, Mother, Yanwei will definitely listen to Master's teachings, train hard, and live up to your expectations!"

Although there was reluctance in Bai Muyun's eyes, there was more support. She said softly, "When you go out, listen to Senior Yunsong's words and take good care of yourself."

Meng Xihong patted his son on the shoulder, saying nothing more, everything was understood without words.

After the decision was made, everyone's attention returned to the bustling training ground.

On the training ground, the disciples' sparring was drawing to a close.

Although there were occasional heated clashes, everyone adhered to the principle of "stopping at the right point," resulting in a lively yet orderly atmosphere.

Many disciples gained new insights into the Furnace Classic and the Great Sun Furnace Fist through actual combat, and reaped great benefits.

At this moment, Yun Songzi also spoke to Meng Xihong, saying, "Sect Master, before I go down the mountain, I intend to formally pass on the sect's inherited divination techniques to you."

Although this technique cannot defy fate, it can reveal a glimpse of heavenly secrets amidst the fog, and may be beneficial in sect decision-making, helping to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune.

"After this sparring session in the training ground is completely over, I will explain the key points to the sect leader."

Upon hearing this, Meng Xihong's expression turned serious, and he cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, senior."

He knew that Yun Songzi's divination skills were extremely profound, and if he could learn them, they would be of great use to the future development of the sect.

As the group talked, the sparring match on the training ground was drawing to a close.

All the disciples had finished their rounds. Although they were all drenched in sweat and some even had bruises on their faces, their eyes were exceptionally bright, clearly indicating that they had gained a lot.

They spontaneously lined up, their eyes fixed intently on the command platform, awaiting Meng Xihong's instructions. Meng Xihong rose to his feet, walked to the front of the platform, and swept his gaze over the energetic faces below. He said in a deep voice, "Today's sparring has showcased the high spirits and diligent cultivation of all the disciples of Tianyan. I am very pleased!"
I urge you all to guard against arrogance and impatience, diligently cultivate yourselves, and promptly carry forward the Daoist teachings of my Tianyan School!

"We will heed the Patriarch's teachings!" the disciples responded in unison, their voices resounding through the heavens.

Meng Xihong nodded slightly, then changed the subject, his voice carrying an exciting tone: "Now that the sparring is over, to conclude today's event, I will personally step onto the stage and spar with Hall Masters Qin Zhan and Ji Beichuan to add some excitement to today's competition!"

Upon hearing this, the entire venue fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a thunderous roar of cheers and shouts!

The sect leader himself has intervened!

Moreover, he was fighting against two opponents simultaneously, one against the leaders of the Divine Martial Hall and the Body Refining Hall!

This is undoubtedly the most anticipated grand finale of the day!
All the disciples craned their necks, staring intently at the center of the training ground, their faces flushed with excitement.

Even Bai Muyun, Yun Songzi, and others on the reviewing stand showed interest.

Qin Zhan and Ji Beichuan exchanged a glance, both seeing a mixture of seriousness and excitement in each other's eyes.

Being able to fight Meng Xihou is an excellent opportunity to test one's own strength!

Without any hesitation, the two strode out to the center of the training ground, where they stood in a triangular formation with Meng Xihong.

"Sect Master, please enlighten me!"

The two clasped their fists together, spoke in unison, and their fighting spirit instantly soared to its peak.

Qin Zhan's aura was as steady as a mountain, and the spiritual power and vigorous blood and qi in his body, which were at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, were held back without being released.

Ji Beichuan, on the other hand, was bursting with energy, and the intent of the Great Sun Furnace Fist surrounded his body. Although his cultivation was inferior, his momentum was not inferior.

Meng Xihong smiled calmly, his green robe fluttering without wind. He didn't strike any starting stance, but simply stood there casually, yet he seemed to blend into the entire training ground and the surrounding world, naturally exuding an unfathomable aura.

"No need for formalities, just go for it."

The moment the words left his mouth, Qin Zhan and Ji Beichuan moved!

The two worked in perfect unison, one on the left and one on the right, like two arrows released from a bow, attacking Meng Xihong simultaneously!

Ji Beichuan knew that the gap in cultivation level was the biggest, so he launched a full-force attack right from the start!

The great sun blasts the furnace, the golden crow burns the sea!

The fist's force spiraled and compressed, accompanied by a piercing tearing sound, aiming straight for Meng Xihong's right rib, attempting to break through the surface with a single point!

Qin Zhan, however, was experienced and shrewd. He did not rush into a strong attack. Instead, he lowered his body and approached like a ghost.

The aura barrier of the Crimson Emperor was not used for attack, but rather to cleverly block Meng Xihong's possible evasion routes, while simultaneously gathering momentum and looking for a good opportunity to strike and win!

He combined military combined attack techniques with the Furnace Fist style, demonstrating astonishing combat skills.

The two hall masters, one sharp and unparalleled, the other calm and steady as a mountain, although it was their first time working together, had already subtly formed a complementary force, enveloping Meng Xihong in an offensive attack from all sides!

Faced with this coordinated and fierce attack, a hint of approval flashed in Meng Xihong's eyes.

He neither retreated nor dodged, and only moved at the very moment when Ji Beichuan's spiraling fist force was about to hit his body and Qin Zhan's qi wall was just about to close in!

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