Nonsense! Master is not my wife.

She saw the magnetic needle in the center of the compass spinning wildly, giving people a weird feeling of disorder and chaos.

This discovery surprised Zhu Yingqiu. Although she was not a fortune-teller, she knew that the compass in Gong Yiya's hand was called "Sixteen", which was an extremely rare treasure of the fortune-teller and had the mysterious ability to predict everything.

But at this time, "Sixteen" seemed to have escaped Gong Yiya's control, and the magnetic needle was spinning wildly, as if it was disturbed by some unknown existence.

This situation continued for a while, and the magnetic needle gradually slowed down its rotation until it stopped completely.

"call……"

Gong Yiya let out a light breath, a look of relief showing on his face, and then he put away the life treasure "Sixteen" in his hand.

"Third Elder, what happened?"

It was not until this time that Zhu Yingqiu asked softly.

Not only her, but also the elders and disciples who had been watching for a long time were extremely curious. What had happened to this Third Elder, who had always been very serious and calm, that made him look like this?

Gong Yiya didn't keep them waiting and said calmly, "I just sensed the presence of a demon."

"demon?"

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

They have now entered the central area of ​​the Northern Territory. With the current speed of the Immortal Boat, they will be able to reach the Cang Lei Holy Land where the Cang Lei Holy Sect is located in less than a day.

How could I sense the breath of a demon here?

Gong Yiya saw the look of doubt on everyone's faces and could almost guess what they were thinking. He continued:

"From the beginning, I felt a vague sense of uneasiness in my heart, as if someone was watching me from the dark. I counted with my fingers and sensed a trace of demonic aura in the air, accompanied by some dangerous and terrifying crisis."

"But when I took out Sixteen and tried to deduce where the demon was hiding, an unknown entity suddenly interfered and even tried to destroy Sixteen."

"While I was fighting him in the air, someone took the opportunity to wipe out the demonic aura in the void."

At this point, Gong Yiya did not feel disappointed, but instead a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Although I still let them escape, the person who fought with me in the air has been hit by my life forbidden technique, and the injury is serious. He can't make trouble again in the short term."

After that, she looked at Zhu Yingqiu and asked, "Lord of the Ruins, should we stay here to look for traces of the demons, or continue to the Cang Lei Holy Sect?"

This was why she sent someone to call Zhu Yingqiu to come to the deck.

Zhu Yingqiu did not hesitate for too long and quickly gave his answer: "Don't worry about it, continue to the Cang Lei Holy Sect."

There are less than two days left until the Cang Lei Holy Sect meeting starts. If they delay here, they may miss the meeting.

Gong Yiya nodded slightly upon hearing this, and was quite satisfied with Zhu Yingqiu's reaction. He acted decisively and efficiently, quite like the village lord Ao Qingyue.

The matter was over, and the elders and disciples who were watching dispersed.

Zhu Yingqiu came to the edge of the deck and looked out at the horizon, but his mind had already flown to Yin You who was somewhere unknown.

I wonder if Uncle Master can bring back Junior Sister Xue on this trip...

The immortal boat continued to speed forward towards the direction of the Cang Lei Holy Sect.

I don’t know how long it took, but several demon figures that seemed real and illusory slowly emerged from the void, their eyes fixed on the direction where the fairy boat disappeared.

"That is the Xueyue Lingxu Immortal Boat and the monk Xuelingxu." A demon spoke hoarsely.

"We were careless. We shouldn't have taken action." someone replied.

"puff……"

A one-eyed demon with a weak breath suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His already weak breath became even weaker, like a candle in the wind, and his body swayed unsteadily.

Fortunately, a demon next to him reacted quickly, reached out and supported him, thus preventing him from falling into the void.

"Hey, are you okay?" the monk who offered his support asked worriedly.

The one-eyed demon raised his arm to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth: "I... am fine..."

Seeing that he was still being stubborn, the other demons did not expose him and hurriedly took him away.

"Let's go and find Yin Xingsheng first."

……

The sun is shining brightly in the sky, with not a single cloud in sight.

The Cang Lei Holy Land, where the Cang Lei Holy Sect is located, is located in the center of a vast plain. Countless buildings rise from the ground, like a paradise on earth.

At this time, at the northern edge of the Cang Lei Holy Land, dozens of elders and disciples stood together, as if waiting.

The leader was an elegant old lady with luxurious clothes and extraordinary temperament. She had a smiling face and was very friendly.

This amiable old man is the supreme elder of Cang Lei Holy Sect, Cang Hanjing. He has a very long history and has a deep blood relationship with Cang Lei Holy Sect's leader, Cang Rumo. This shows how high his status is.

But she had only one mission this time, which was to welcome the monks from Xuelingxu who came from afar.

The accompanying monks of Cang Lei Holy Sect were secretly shocked after seeing this Grand Elder. Although they knew that as a top sect in the Northern Territory, the sect would definitely arrange for powerful monks to greet Xue Lingxu when he arrived, they could never have imagined that the sect would actually send Grand Elder Cang Hanjing.

At noon.

A roar was heard from the sky, followed by a spirit boat speeding over, and then stopped not far from Cang Hanjing and other monks of the Cang Lei Holy Sect, and slowly landed on the ground.

Zhu Yingqiu and others walked out.

Upon seeing this, Cang Hanjing led his men to quickly walk over and said, "Fellow Daoists, welcome to the Cang Lei Holy Sect."

Chapter 241 Asking for the Red Heart Palace

Seeing that the person who came to greet them was Cang Hanjing, a senior cultivator with great experience, the third elder Gong Yiya and other elders who knew her reputation were all slightly surprised.

After a brief greeting, everyone from Xuelingxu followed Cang Hanjing to the central area of ​​Cang Lei Holy Sect, in front of a magnificent palace with golden and jadeite splendor.

The palace is named "Tianxin Palace". This is the place arranged by the Cang Lei Holy Sect for the monks of Xuelingxu to stay.

Cang Hanjing called softly, "Lan Xin."

"Junior is here."

An elegant woman in a black and white robe stood up when she heard the voice.

Cang Hanjing instructed: "You will temporarily stay in Tianxin Palace for the next few days and accompany the fellow Taoists in Xuelingxu."

Cang Lanxin nodded obediently: "Yes."

Cang Hanjing then said to Zhu Yingqiu and other Xuelingxu cultivators: "If you fellow Taoists have any questions, you can ask Lan Xin. She is a thoughtful child and knows everything about the Cang Lei Holy Sect."

Gong Yiya bowed to her and said with a smile, "Thank you, Elder Cang."

"Where."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Cang Hanjing left with the other elders and disciples.

After the rooms were divided, lively cultivators such as Bai Wei'er found Cang Lanxin and asked her about the situation of Cang Lei Holy Sect.

According to Cang Lanxin, most of the sects in the Northern Territory have now arrived at the Cang Lei Holy Sect. Among them, the two top sects, the Thirteen Hidden Clans and the Tong Bei Sect, arrived the day before yesterday and yesterday respectively, and the Chi Lian Academy is said to be still on the way and will arrive this evening.

In addition to these top forces, first- and second-rate forces such as the Three Kings Alliance, Xuanyang Sword Sect, Zhuanxin Palace, Baihua Sect, and Yonglin Dynasty also arrived at the Cang Lei Holy Sect and were arranged in various places.

After some communication, Bai Weiler and others also learned about Cang Lanxin's situation. She was a core disciple of the Cang Lei Holy Sect and had reached the peak of the eighth level of cultivation.

Cang Lanxin also had a general understanding of the situation of these Xuelingxu cultivators, but when she learned that Bai Weiler was actually a ninth-level alchemist, she could not hide her shock.

Such a young Nine-Turn Alchemist, let alone in the Cang Lei Holy Sect, it is hard to find one even in the entire Five Realms!

In fact, at first Bai Weier had no intention of leaving Xuelingxu, but was going to use the alchemy resources obtained from the banquet to improve her alchemy skills. However, her master Liu Ningxiang asked her to come with her to Cang Lei Holy Sect to see the world and find some rare and precious alchemy resources.

After hearing that there were resources for alchemy, Bai Weier followed happily.

So after gathering information from Cang Lanxin, she couldn't wait to ask about alchemy resources.

Cang Lanxin was slightly startled, then reacted: "Yes, our sect has a 'Wendao Danxin Hall', which is a place for alchemists in the sect to discuss, compete, and exchange resources."

When Bai Wei'er heard about this place, her eyes lit up: "May I ask where is the 'Wendao Danxin Palace'?"

Seeing that she was quite interested, Cang Lanxin thought for a while and made a decision immediately: "That place is a bit far from Tianxin Palace, so let me lead the way for Brother Bai."

Before leaving, Cang Lanxin called over a few of her good sisters and junior sisters, and asked them to stand in Tianxin Hall for a while for her, in case other Xuelingxu cultivators needed to consult questions.

After completing these preparations, Cang Lanxin took Bai Wei'er and several Xuelingxu cultivators to the Danxin Palace.

They took the spirit boat and came to a dark gold, square building that looked like a giant tripod.

Asked Danxin Palace.

This is the holy land of alchemy of Cang Lei Holy Sect. The building has three floors, which symbolize the meaning of heaven, earth and man, and is provided for use by alchemists of all realms.

Among them, the first to third level alchemists go to the first floor, the fourth to sixth level alchemists go to the second floor, and the seventh to ninth level alchemists go to the third floor.

Taking into consideration that except for Bai Wei'er, the overly young ninth-turn alchemist, all other Xuelingxu cultivators were seventh-turn and eighth-turn alchemists, Cang Lanxin brought a few people directly to the third floor of the Daodanxin Palace.

It stands to reason that the higher you go in the Danxin Hall, the quieter it becomes. Firstly, high-level alchemists are scarce, and this is especially true for higher-level alchemists. Secondly, they are usually busy reclusing and studying alchemy recipes, and rarely have time to come here. They only come here when they lack inspiration or are in urgent need of some alchemy resources.

But today the Daodanxin Hall was extremely lively. Not to mention the first and second floors, even the third floor, which was usually the most deserted, had gathered hundreds of cultivators today.

These alchemists are from various sects and schools, and they gathered together to take advantage of the Cang Lei Holy Sect meeting.

This is true not only for alchemists, but also for other weapon refiners, formation masters, and even sword and knife practitioners.

Bai Wei'er and other cultivators had never seen so many alchemists gathered together, so they immediately became interested and started to wander around the third floor.

After strolling around for a while, they roughly understood the layout of the third floor. It was divided into three major areas. One area was for exchanging and selling alchemy resources, one area was for discussing and exchanging alchemy recipes and alchemy techniques, and the last area was for making alchemy in public and competing in alchemy skills.

When passing the last area, Bai Weiler and others found that it was extremely lively here, with almost half of the cultivators on the third floor gathered here.

A few people stood aside and watched for a while before they learned about the situation from others.

It turned out that these were two extremely famous eighth-rank alchemists in the Northern Territory competing in the art of alchemy in public.

Bai Weier followed the direction of everyone's gaze.

In the center of the crowd, two monks stood proudly.

On the left is a graceful female cultivator in a white robe. She has a serious expression on her face as she remotely controls a small and exquisite alchemy furnace in front of her. A faint blue flame is burning in the furnace.

On the right is a skinny man in a blue robe with a crazy look in his eyes. In front of him is a crude alchemy furnace that is half a person's height, with flames burning in it.

The alchemists watching from all sides were whispering to each other, and from their mouths Bai Weier and others also understood the identities of the two alchemists.

The graceful female cultivator in white robe is an elder from the first-rate sect "Yao Xin Valley", while the skinny man in blue robe is an elder from the Thirteen Hidden Clan.

The two were refining an eight-turn elixir called "Qingming Xingshen Pill". This elixir had a long history and originated from ancient times. It was a widely circulated but extremely difficult elixir to make.

Bai Weiler observed carefully and found that the two people's alchemy styles were poles apart.

The elder from Yaoxin Valley had sophisticated techniques and solid steps, which could be said to be the most orthodox method of refining the "Qingming Xingshen Pill".

However, the elder from the Thirteen Hidden Clans took a different approach. He boldly simplified several steps into one. His speed was far superior to that of the elder from Medicine Heart Valley, but it was hard to say about his success rate, the quality of the elixir, and its efficacy.

Many of the alchemists watching the competition thought that the elder from Yaoxin Valley would win this competition.

Bai Weiler felt the same way at first, until a certain moment, when a gleam of light flashed in her eyes and a hint of surprise appeared.

"That is……"

Chapter 242 Cousin

Soon, the alchemists watching also discovered something:

"That is--"

The blue-robed man from the Thirteen Hidden Clans suddenly looked serious, his arms shook violently, and his ten fingers began to swing wildly, as if with some kind of melody.

Along with his series of sudden movements, the fire in the alchemy furnace in front of him also increased greatly, and even overflowed from the furnace, emitting scorching heat in all directions.

The white-robed female cultivator on the left sensed a burst of heat coming from beside her. She took advantage of the opportunity to turn her head and glance at the blue-robed man. Her expression was immediately startled, and she was terrified:

"Did he fail in refining the elixir and suffer backlash?!"

Not only her, many cultivators had already moved away from the blue-robed man the moment they realized something was wrong. An elder of the Cang Lei Holy Sect who was responsible for protecting the safety of the third floor of the Wendao Danxin Palace flew forward and went towards the white-robed female cultivator and the blue-robed man, wanting to rescue them.

"Don't panic, fellow Taoist."

Several monks in blue robes suddenly took action and stopped the monks from Cang Lei Holy Sect who wanted to step forward to rescue.

The blue robes worn by these people were exactly the same as the blue robe worn by the elder of the Thirteen Hidden Clan who was refining the elixir. They were obviously cultivators from the Thirteen Hidden Clan as well.

The monk of the Cang Lei Saint Sect who was blocked had a heavy face and an imposing manner. He was actually a monk at the peak of the Ninth Realm: "Human lives are at stake. You should retreat immediately."

The monks of the Cang Lei Holy Sect who have been guarding this place for hundreds of years have seen too many cases of backlash due to failed alchemy. In the mildest case, the alchemy furnace would explode, and in the worst case, the alchemist would also die. Even worse, there would be a horrific explosion, causing a chain reaction.

Seeing that he looked serious and seemed to be trying to break out by force, one of the monks who blocked his way stood up and explained to him with a wry smile: