Li Jiuzhong looked at Chen Bailou, and Chen Bailou was also looking at Li Jiuzhong.

One is the anti-immortal who became an immortal and descended to the mortal world a thousand years ago and started the holy war; the other is the Taixuan Taoist who took in two immortals and founded the Taixuan Sect a thousand years ago.

This was not the first time the two met. They had met once before in Qingyun Mountain. But in comparison, Li Jiuzhong no longer had the contempt on his face, and Chen Bailou no longer had the respect in his eyes.

Immortals and anti-immortals are originally enemies.

"The lower world immortals in Beizhou should only be Bai Lian and Hei Lian. It's really strange, where on earth did you come from?" Li Jiuzhong asked with his hands in his sleeves, a little confused.

There was even a hint of a smile on his handsome face, which looked a bit like an uncle.

"No wonder I couldn't find the White Lotus and the Black Lotus even after they were hidden in Beizhou for a thousand years. It turns out they were hidden by you." Li Jiuzhong said.

"Three immortals... Haha, this is interesting..."

Li Jiuzhong's expression gradually turned cold. He raised his right hand without warning and pointed with his index finger.

There was a "poof" sound, like a bubble being punctured, so light that it was almost inaudible.

Chen Bailou's expression did not change at all, nor did he make any defensive movements. He just looked at Li Jiuzhong quietly, allowing this earth-shaking finger to point at his forehead.

boom!

A terrifying loud noise was heard, and the thousand-foot-high peaks on the hillside of Chiyan Peak, dozens of miles behind Chen Bailou, disappeared directly.

At the foot of Chiyan Peak, Qin Huang and Wang Mingyuan, master and disciple, were sweating profusely and sat down on the ground with a look of grievance on their faces.

You can fight one way or the other, but why are you always messing with Chiyan Peak?

Not only was a hole punched through it by Sun Wukong before, but now even the top of the mountain has been lost. After all, I am the master of a peak, and you are so shameless.

However, even though he criticized Li Jiuzhong in his heart, he didn't have the courage to challenge him.

"You're pretty good?" Li Jiuzhong laughed, as if he didn't think his previous move had caused much of a commotion.

Chen Bailou on the opposite side was even calmer. He looked at Li Jiuzhong expressionlessly, just narrowing his eyes slightly.

Both are very hostile to each other.

"I'm starting to doubt your true identity. Master Taixuan briefly appeared in Northern Continent, and I was fortunate enough to meet him. His qualifications and talents are very limited. Without a special opportunity, he will never be able to become an immortal in this lifetime."

"And the most important thing is... the aura you exude is somewhat different from that of Master Taixuan..."

Li Jiuzhong looked at Chen Bailou with interest. "Chen Bailou, if you say you are the reincarnation of Taixuan Zhenren, it would be more appropriate to say that... you are the projection of a great figure from the immortal world in Beizhou."

Chen Bailou raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Haha, since you're an immortal, then... don't you have any ideas about me, a rebel against immortality? Kill me? Or... be killed by me?"

Chen Bailou looked at Li Jiuzhong silently. He didn't seem to care about this guy's provocation.

The white lotus that was knocked to the ground behind him stared at Li Jiuzhong vigilantly. Although their memories had not fully recovered, the hostility engraved in their blood made them want to kill the man in front of them.

If it weren't for the limitation of strength.

"I have my own things to do." Chen Bailou said.

"So, it doesn't matter whether you are an anti-immortal or not."

Chen Bailou slowly turned around and walked towards Taixuan Peak. "Of course, after my mission is completed, perhaps you will become my first opponent, but before that, I have no intention of becoming your enemy."

After all, you are strong.

Chen Bailou did not say this out loud. He might have ignored the few rebellious disciples of Jiufeng, but he still maintained enough awe for Li Jiuzhong, who had single-handedly started the Millennium Holy War and severed the thousand-year immortal lineage of Beizhou.

Li Jiuzhong looked at Chen Bailou who turned and left, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I will come again, and next time, I won't let my finger land anywhere else."

Instead, it will fall on your forehead.

Chen Bailou disappeared, along with the two immortals, Bai Hei Lian.

Li Jiuzhong turned around and slapped Sun Wukong between the eyebrows. The possessed Sun Wukong trembled all over, the demonic energy rolled back into his body, his head tilted and he fainted.

"Let's go."

As Li Jiuzhong spoke, he was the first to land on Jiufeng.

Li Changan and others hesitated for a moment, then followed Li Jiuzhong down the Jiufeng Peak.

The top of Jiufeng Peak, except for the area sheltered by the locust tree, has been severely damaged. Most of the back mountain has collapsed, revealing the gray-black rock and soil inside.

Li Jiuzhong walked to the locust tree, lay down on the only rattan chair, and hummed comfortably.

Li Changan felt a toothache after watching this.

"You really know how to enjoy yourself, kid. You even moved the Chaoyang locust tree here." Li Jiuzhong groaned, "I heard that the Chaoyang Sword Tomb was destroyed. Is the old guy inside dead?"

Li Changan bared his teeth, "Almost done. Ziwei took half of it and it should have been digested by now. The other half is with me and it's still breathing."

Li Changan took out a similar rattan chair from his storage bag and lay down on it.

"Didn't you go to Canglan? Did you come back specifically to save me?"

Li Changan asked. He knew very well in his mind that if Li Jiuzhong had not appeared in time, Chen Bailou might really attack him. Although the Chengjian Conference was not successfully held, Chen Bailou's conspiracy had been exposed.

Moreover, the seventh brother's Taoist partner Yang Hun was taken away, and this feud was completely settled.

"It was just an accident. Did I save you specially? How much are you worth?" Li Jiuzhong snorted with his eyes squinted.

Li Changan smiled awkwardly.

"Hehe, anyway, I have to thank you, old man. If you had come a little later, we would have been almost crushed to the ground... You're not in a hurry to leave this time, are you? You have to stay in Jiufeng for a few more years..."

Oh my goodness, the real thigh is here. I must seize the opportunity to hug him, otherwise I will have no confidence at all when I quarrel with Chen Bailou next time.

"Do you still want to stay in Taixuan?" Li Jiuzhong suddenly asked with narrowed eyes.

Li Changan was stunned.

Not staying in Taixuan? Where to go?

"Although your sect leader's aura isn't strong, being only at the peak of the He Dao realm, he gives off a very dangerous vibe. If my guess is correct, he doesn't possess a Yang God, but an Immortal Soul..."

Li Jiuzhong said, "If this is true, then Taixuan is no longer a simple holy land sect. With three immortals in charge, you can imagine that their ambitions are very grand."

"And you, the disciples of the Nine Peaks, clearly have no chance of reaching the Immortal Realm. The most likely outcome is that you will embark on the same path as yourself, and when that happens, you will inevitably face off against Chen Bailou."

"But it's not that I look down on you. You scumbags, if we really meet you, you will only be able to serve as food."

Li Changan bared his teeth and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Beizhou has changed, so I think the most important thing for you to do now is to leave Taixuan and improve your strength as quickly as possible."