Chapter 128: The two parties form an alliance and open the mountain gate

The Saintess of Southern Xinjiang did not speak, but her eyes became much colder. Granny Snake snorted coldly:

"You said he died, so he died? Who knows if it's true or not? Moreover, even if he died, who knows if there are other people in your sect who have this kind of poisonous power?"

At this point, it is naturally impossible to admit that it is one's own mistake, otherwise the subsequent negotiations will be very passive.

Furthermore, this is more or less related to Grandma Snake. After all, it was she who detected the poisonous power. Now she says that she has made a mistake in dealing with the wrong person, so she is responsible.

Ghost Face ignored Granny Snake and just looked at the Saint of Southern Frontier and continued:

"Since the Saint has already found out that this power is unique to Elder Wang of my Saint Sect, then she must also know that he has been to the Zhenwu Sect before. Other than that, he has never exposed himself."

"It was during that time that Elder Wang died. There is no need for us to lie to you. The situation is now very clear. Someone is impersonating Elder Wang and destroying your Qingzhou base. He wants to cause a bloody fight between you and me. If we continue, it will only benefit others."

Everyone's eyes were cold and filled with anger at being fooled.

Qin Yun was shocked, because Ghost Face mentioned again the incident of the five celestial beings attacking the Zhenwu Sect at night, and Elder Wang was involved in it. He inexplicably felt that this matter might be related to the Zhenwu Sect, which was not what he wanted to see. It was not a good thing to be caught between two behemoths like the Demon Sect and the Southern Xinjiang Alliance.

The Saint of Southern Xinjiang finally spoke, raising her eyebrows:

"But what we heard was that Elder Wang of your clan escaped from the hands of King Zhenbei?"

Speaking of this, Ghost Face suddenly became a little angry.

"Hmph! King Zhenbei is cunning. After injuring Elder Wang severely, he didn't chase him openly, but he followed him secretly. He suddenly attacked Elder Wang while he was recuperating and killed him. We found traces of his unique martial art, the Heaven-Suppressing Fist, in the mountains back then."

"If you don't believe me, you can come with me and see it."

Granny Snake said with a serious look:

"You mean it was the King of Zhenbei who did this? But how could he have Elder Wang's unique poisonous power? There is no way the traces of power in the Qingzhou stronghold would be fake."

She still had some doubts, but she had already believed it in her heart. After all, the Demon Sect had already suggested that they go to the place where Elder Wang died. Even though so much time had passed, she could still tell whether the other party was lying to her.

Ghost Face took a long breath:

"Now it seems that this may be the case. Perhaps the King of Zhenbei obtained Elder Wang's unique skills after killing him, and used it to sow discord between you and me. After all, if we fight to the death, Da Yan will be the happiest!"

He felt that he was close to the truth.

Qin Yun's eyes flickered. He had other guesses, but since it involved the Zhenwu Sect, he didn't want to say it.

But the Saint of Southern Border slowly shook her head and said:

"No, maybe we should change our thinking."

Everyone was stunned.

Then the Saintess of Southern Border heard the words like thunder:

"What if the 'King of Zhenbei' who killed Elder Wang was also a fake?"

The ghost face's pupils contracted violently.

The Saint of Southern Xinjiang tapped the table with her slender jade fingers rhythmically:

"Suppose there is a person who is extremely good at imitating other people's strength, and his strength is in the middle of the Heavenly Man Ranking, or even at the top. Then he is very likely to first pretend to be the 'King of Zhenbei' and kill Elder Wang, and then pretend to be 'Elder Wang' to destroy our Qingzhou stronghold."

"And such a person may not only come from the Great Yan court, but also from other places."

She meant something.

Guimian immediately understood, and his expression became serious:

"The Saint Lady is talking about... the Zhenwu Sect?"

The Saint of Southern Xinjiang nodded slowly:

"That's right. Elder Wang of your sect went there to destroy the Zhenwu Sect, but he was robbed. From the perspective of the beneficiaries, the Zhenwu Sect is suspicious, but you have always ignored it because of its strength. To be honest, the destruction of our Qingzhou stronghold in Southern Xinjiang also involved the Zhenwu Sect."

"Although there is no direct evidence, the fact that such strange things have been linked to the Zhenwu Sect one after another makes us suspicious."

Qin Yun lowered his eyes slightly, clenched his fists in his sleeves, and felt a little gloomy in his heart.

Granny Snake hesitated slightly:

"But... that day we saw with our own eyes the swordsmanship of Tian Jian Zhenren. He is a swordsman who has reached the pinnacle."

The Saint of Southern Xinjiang asked back:

"What if it's someone else? No one stipulates that the Zhenwu Sect can only have one Tianjian Zhenren. Maybe there is another powerful one who is even more hidden?"

Everyone was chewing on this idea.

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense.

"I also suspected the Zhenwu Sect before, but later I put aside my suspicion of them. But now, combined with everything you said, I feel that the suspicion of the Zhenwu Sect has increased greatly."

"We can't give up investigating the King of Zhenbei, but we can't ignore the Zhenwu Sect either."

The voice of the Saint of Southern Border resounded clearly throughout the hall.

Ghost Face couldn't help but sigh and clap his hands:

"As expected of the future leader of Southern Border, you are so thoughtful and smart, which really opened my eyes. It's a pity that the Saint was not born in my Saint Sect."

As he spoke, he glanced at Qin Yun, who had been silent, with some dissatisfaction.

This peace negotiation was dominated by the Saint of Southern Xinjiang.

"According to the Saint's opinion, what should we do?"

The Saint of Southern Xinjiang chuckled:

"Master Ghost Face has already made up his mind, let's form an alliance."

"If the previous incident was caused by Da Yan, then we must form an alliance to fight back. If we find out that it was really the Zhenwu Sect that did it, then we will find an opportunity to join forces to destroy the Zhenwu Sect and then fight against Da Yan together."

She stood up and sighed softly.

"Da Yan has occupied the Central Region for two thousand years. That's a bit long, isn't it?"

Everyone was somewhat excited.

The Great Yan Dynasty lasted for two thousand years, which was indeed too long.

"Do you have any method to become a Martial Saint in Southern Xinjiang?" Ghost Face asked this most crucial question.

If you want to overthrow Da Yan, then you have to face the Da Yan Martial Saint.

The Saint of Southern Xinjiang shook her head and said:

"You and I both know that the Ghost Face Sect Master is not sincere. In this era, the Martial Saint Method has long been erased. We can only forcibly step into the realm of Martial Saint through other means. The Great Yan Martial Saint will not watch the birth of a new Martial Saint so easily. He has been the only one in the world for too long."

"Don't tell me that your sect doesn't have a way to become a martial saint? If that's the case, just ignore what I said about the alliance."

Ghost Face said quickly:

"Saint, please stay!"

He chuckled twice:

"My Saint Sect has been able to contend with the Great Yan Imperial Court for a thousand years, so we naturally have our own foundation. We just wanted to confirm whether you are qualified to form an alliance. If we want to form an alliance, we need to work together."

"Hundreds of years ago, a Martial Saint was about to be born in our Saint Sect, but he was sensed by the Great Flame Martial Saint at the critical moment and came to kill him. This time we need to be more careful. When two Martial Saints are born at the same time, we should be able to suppress the Great Flame Martial Saint with two against one!"

"This old guy has lived for so long, and every time he attacks, he becomes weaker than before. Even two newly born Martial Saints are not enough to compete with him!"

Ghost Face gritted his teeth.

In these years, the Demon Sect is like a centipede that is dying but still alive, but it is not wasting time. Almost every hundred years, it will let the Great Flame Martial Saint take action to judge the Great Flame Martial Saint's condition.

The Saintess of Southern Border was shocked and understood the Demon Sect's background and sincerity.

She sat down and took the initiative to say:

"We in Southern Xinjiang need your Demon Sect's cooperation to help us refine the Blood King Gu."

The ghost face smiled and said:

"No problem. Our Saint Sect needs a large number of exotic beast inner cores. The higher the quality, the better! Your Southern Border is very close to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, so this is not difficult for you."

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both understood what the other meant.

Obviously, this is related to the methods of cultivating martial saints of both forces, but smart people don't need to be too thorough when speaking. This can be regarded as an initial display of sincerity.

Next.

It's the part where they argue with each other.

When it comes to the distribution of interests, people always fight for every penny.

Qin Yun adjusted his mood and joined in. However, thinking about the matter of Zhenwu Sect mentioned by the two people before, he couldn't help feeling a little gloomy. He thought that maybe he should find an opportunity to remind them.

…

Time passes day by day.

The day when the Zhenwu Sect opens its gates is getting closer and closer.

A few days ago.

Luo Wentian and Taoist Longshan have already returned to the mountain, and they brought back the news that the Zhenwu Sect has been ranked ninth among the Taoist sects in the world. This immediately made the entire Zhenwu Sect rejoice, and the enthusiasm for opening up the sect and recruiting disciples reached a new level.

While Ning Qi was making some preparations for opening a school and recruiting disciples, he was silently training his "spirit".

While further perfecting the Secret Records of All Things, he was also revising several secret techniques to make his combat effectiveness even stronger.

The art of protecting the Dao must not be neglected either.

For example, the virtual sword pill disintegration method that he created before, now that he has the Yuan Dan, Ning Qi can condense three virtual sword pills near his Yuan Dan after adjustments to maintain balance.

In this way, if one bursts out with all his strength, it will be enough to more than double his strength.

As for the fake pills.

It has been taken out by Ning Qi.

When he was weak in the past, he still needed fake pills to hold on, but as he became stronger, the role of fake pills became smaller and smaller. Even the fake pill disintegration technique was not of much use, and its power was not much different from the improved virtual sword pill disintegration technique.

This would completely cut off Ning Qi's last bit of usefulness.

But Ning Qi didn't plan to waste it.

Instead, he chose to use it as a trump card for Luo Wentian. Having studied several secret techniques such as the Fake Pill Merging Heaven Technique and the Fake Pill Disintegrating Technique, Ning Qi's understanding of the Beast King's inner elixir is no longer as superficial as before.

With a simple optimization, a new secret technique is formed.

After a few slight modifications, it was transplanted back into Luo Wentian's body. Although Luo Wentian could not master the secret art of the unity of man and nature, it was enough to burst out the power of the Yuandan realm by borrowing the power of the fake pill. After he has mastered it, it may even be stronger than the ordinary Yuandan realm.

For this purpose, in order to cooperate with the inner elixir of the Thunder Tiger Beast King, Ning Qi also simplified some of the contents of the Heavenly Thunder Method, allowing him to have better control over the way of thunder.

However, Luo Wentian is still getting familiar with this fake pill.

And that's besides the point.

Ning Qi is still refining the various changes of the Heavenly Sword Technique.

Now that he has entered the Yuandan realm, the quality and quantity of his Qi has skyrocketed again, and his previous vision has gradually been realized.

now.

Ning Qi can easily differentiate into thirty-six heavenly swords to form the Tiangang Sword Formation.

He was even trying to integrate the Heavenly Thunder Method with it. The Heavenly Thunder Method was a unique secret art of thunder that he created, which had many wonderful uses. Ning Qi had already used it in alchemy. He found that if he wanted to quickly improve the strength of the Zhenwu Sect, he had to rely on elixirs.

In his spare time, he would do some research on using the Heavenly Thunder Method to refine elixirs, which was more efficient and produced elixirs of better quality.

However, Ning Qi would not delay his own practice.

It's just that his cultivation is becoming more and more profound, and as his martial arts realm is getting higher and higher, he has also begun to summarize the path he has taken before, which can make the path of martial arts simpler. To some extent, it can be regarded as using them for "experiments".

Of course, this kind of experiment can do no harm.

Time passes.

The much anticipated day for the Zhenwu Sect to open its doors has finally arrived.

These days.

Zhenwu City is already overcrowded.

Many people came from far away, many of them were children. Most of them were brought by their elders, who wanted them to board the ship before the Zhenwu Sect fully rose to power. There were also a very small number who came alone, some of whom were beggars or came from poor areas, and they wanted to take this opportunity to change their fate.

"Sister, I will definitely join the Zhenwu Sect and lead you to a good life!"

The boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes spoke solemnly to the thin girl next to him. His face was dirty, but his eyes were extremely bright. However, he was very weak and hunger was devouring him.

Hope rose in the skinny little girl's eyes:

"Brother, I believe you!"

But she immediately sensed some sarcastic glances and subconsciously shrank into the boy's arms. Both of their clothes were torn and if it wasn't spring, they might not have been able to make it to the Zhenwu Sect.

A figure stopped in front of them.

The boy quickly stood in front of his sister. He didn't dare to look up, but said nervously:

"Sir, we will leave immediately, immediately."

The person who came didn't say anything, just put down the buns wrapped in oil paper and turned to leave. The boy looked over in surprise, and only saw the white-haired back leaving, and vaguely could see a corner of the mask on the face.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The boy was shaking with excitement and kept murmuring thanks. His eyes were a little blurry. He had known the ups and downs of life along the way, and few people would lend a helping hand. He was so hungry that he had no strength left. These buns might be enough to change his fate.

"Sister, eat quickly."

"Brother, eat now. When you are full, you must work hard to pass the Zhenwu Sect's assessment. Then return ten buns to me!"

The boy just shook his head.

He forcefully shared the bun in his hand with the girl, and remembered the white-haired figure in his heart.

Such scenes are not uncommon in Zhenwu City.

There were simply too many people, and the Zhenwu disciples were so busy maintaining order and preparing to open the sect and recruit disciples that they had no time to take care of anything else.

A pavilion.

The white-haired masked man stood at the railing, and a cold voice came from the side:

"I never thought that the Holy Son of the Demon Sect would have such a kind heart. This has really refreshed my understanding of the Demon Sect."

Qin Yun did not look at the Saint of Southern Border, but said slowly:

"Saint Lady, instead of observing Qin, you should think about how to place our people in the Zhenwu Sect's recruitment of disciples."

The Saint of Southern Xinjiang smiled and said:

"I have my own methods in Southern Xinjiang. I can't control your Demon Sect. In short, the Zhenwu Sect has opened up and recruited disciples in such a big way, so there must be many spies from other forces mixed in. But it's good to have a mix of good and bad. It's a good opportunity to test them and see if the incident with Elder Wang and the Qingzhou stronghold was done by the Zhenwu Sect."

As she spoke, she suddenly turned her head, her eyes showing a certain charm:

"Come to think of it, I remember that Qin Shengzi seemed to be a former disciple of Zhenwu Sect. You wouldn't be reluctant, right?"

Qin Yun stared at her coldly:

"I advise the Saint not to think that victory is certain. I know my senior brother very well. He looks simple and honest, but he is actually cautious. Since he has decided to open the gates, he naturally has corresponding countermeasures. The Saint should be prepared for failure."

"I didn't agree with this method before, and it might expose our intentions."

The Saintess of Southern Xinjiang frowned, and finally chuckled:

"But I don't believe it."

Qin Yun said nothing more.

Things have come to this point, and he can't stop it. He has done what he should do, and he can only take it one step at a time.

…

Inside Mingwu Pavilion.

Ning Qi and Taoist Longshan sat opposite each other.

There is a chessboard in front of him.

With their strength, they could naturally feel the commotion at the mountain gate. Many participants had already gathered there, waiting for Luo Wentian's official announcement.

Taoist Longshan casually dropped the black piece and sighed:

"I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to open a school and recruit disciples this time. I never thought that so many people would target me."

"Xiao Jiu, do you think the secret letter that was quietly sent to me a few days ago is true or false?"

His eyes turned cold.

A few days ago, a secret letter was quietly delivered.

There is just a simple sentence written on it.

The Southern Xinjiang Alliance and the Demon Sect have formed an alliance and are planning to infiltrate the Zhenwu Sect.

This news made everyone feel uneasy.

Ning Qi paused while pinching the white piece.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll be able to tell during the assessment later."

He had all kinds of guesses in his mind.

Ever since the Southern Xinjiang Alliance’s stronghold in Qingzhou was wiped out, there has been no movement from the Southern Xinjiang Alliance. He originally thought that the Southern Xinjiang Alliance’s attention had been successfully diverted to the Demon Sect, or that they simply didn’t find any trace of forgery.

But now it seems that I underestimated it.

After many twists and turns, the Southern Xinjiang Alliance finally suspected the Zhenwu Sect and even formed an alliance with the Demon Sect.

But Ning Qi was not too anxious.

Now that he has entered the Yuandan realm, his powerful strength has given him enough confidence.

If we give him another year or two and wait for him to be promoted to the Heavenly Man Realm, then if the Southern Xinjiang Alliance and the Demon Sect dare to cause trouble, they will be courting death.

"But... who sent this secret letter?" Ning Qi muttered to himself.

Taoist Longshan also made a guess.

But there is too little information.

"Is it possible that this secret letter was a test from them? Perhaps they are not sure that it was you, Xiaojiu, who destroyed the Qingzhou stronghold."

Hearing Taoist Longshan's guess, Ning Qi nodded slowly.

"In any case, let's keep quiet for now. The longer we delay, the less of a threat they pose. Today we will start recruiting disciples and use the opportunity of the assessment to get rid of all these 'snakes and rats' first."

The two talked.

All eyes were looking towards the mountain gate.

Luo Wentian's voice spread throughout the entire Zhenwu Mountain. Obviously, the assessment was about to begin.

At the mountain gate.

It also brought together many participants, many of whom wanted to join the Zhenwu sect, and many who just came to join in the fun.

The Zhenwu disciples are trying their best to maintain order.

Luo Wentian looked around at everyone, already having the bearing of a sect leader. He raised his voice and said:

"Today, my Zhenwu Sect is opening its doors. You have all come from afar. I am grateful. However, I have already made it clear that we will only accept disciples who are under ten years old and have never set foot on the martial arts path. And those who have achieved success in the martial arts path will only be accepted above the White Mist Realm."

"For the rest who fail to meet the standards, please leave the mountain."

His voice was calm, but there was an unquestionable bearing in it.

For a while.

Everyone was shocked.

"How could this be? We have come from afar, so please give us a chance, Sect Master Luo!"

"Yes, yes, our young master has just started practicing martial arts and has just learned some of the family martial arts."

"I didn't expect the Zhenwu Sect to be so domineering. It doesn't match the rumors..."

Sarcastic remarks began to be made.

Many people tried to coerce Luo Wentian into changing his mind by inciting public opinion.

But Luo Wentian's expression remained unchanged. This was something that had been decided long ago and there would not be the slightest change. Moreover, this was not a sudden idea of ​​the Zhenwu Sect. Instead, the admission criteria had been disseminated when the news was spread before March.

Many people in front of me knew this, but they still came here, just to try their luck.

See if you can find an opportunity to pick up a bargain.

Because the Zhenwu sect has a reputation for benevolence and righteousness.

But they forgot that the Zhenwu sect has never lacked decisiveness in killing.

Luo Wentian didn't move.

Xiong Shi next to him had already shouted angrily, his Qi circulated like an angry lion:

"The assessment standards were set three months ago. Anyone who talks nonsense again will be killed!"

He punched out with his mighty energy, shattering the rocks and instantly suppressing all the noise.

In fact, Bai Wujing is one of the top masters in Qingzhou. Even the strongest people in some weaker martial arts sects may not have reached this level. He still has some deterrent power, especially now that Xiong Shi has taken on the role of the Punishment Elder, his power is becoming more and more obvious.

The person who started the disturbance suddenly turned pale.

Especially when they saw the coldness gradually gathering in the eyes of the surrounding Zhenwu disciples, they could not help but shiver, knowing that their previous calculations were wrong.

One figure after another lowered their heads and left.

The foot of the mountain, which had been bustling with activity, was suddenly half empty.

However, it is also divided into two distinct parts.

Some of them are children, some are accompanied by their elders, and some are alone.

There are nearly 10,000 of these children. If we count those who left before, there are probably 30,000 to 40,000 of them. They are the main force of this assessment.

The other part was not large in number, only about a hundred people, all of them were strong warriors above the White Mist Realm. At this moment, they had different expressions, some crossed their arms, some looked straight ahead, and some talked in a low voice. These people were all individual warriors, and they came here for a better future and resources.

They have been struggling outside for a long time and have rarely had such opportunities. Now that there is a possibility of joining the Zhenwu School, they all cherish it very much.

Luo Wentian carefully sensed the aura that was not concealed at all, and was suddenly a little surprised. There was actually a Yuandan realm powerhouse inside, and there were also seven or eight Yuye realm powerhouses.

However, while he was surprised, he was also secretly alert, as Taoist Longshan had also told him about the secret letter before.

Looking at the crowd gradually quieting down.

Luo Wentian said loudly:

"I declare that this Zhenwu test has officially begun!"

"The first level, the stairs to heaven!"

He pointed with his hand, and everyone's eyes fell on the bluestone steps behind him.

Luo Wentian's eyes were full of majesty:

"Only those who have stepped onto the Heavenly Stairs can be considered to have passed the first level. Those who give up halfway and cannot reach the top will not be able to enter my Zhenwu Gate."

The children suddenly became nervous.

These bluestone steps looked ordinary, but they seemed to exude some strange power. As Luo Wentian finished speaking, the bluestone steps also seemed to become extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)