"The abbot of Huacheng Zhenyang Palace and all the true immortal disciples in the temple have returned to Luhu Mountain. There are only disciples below the Yangshen level in Huacheng Zhenyang Palace. If we want to take over Huacheng, this is an excellent opportunity." Fang Jian said as he looked at the immortals and Zhu Yuanzhang and others sitting in the hall.

Li Xuanyi said, "Taking Huacheng is easy, but doing so will inevitably attract the attention of the Zhenyang Dao Palace. How will we defend it then?"

Zhao Yangqing nodded and said, "Daoyou Li is right. As long as a Golden Immortal comes to the Zhenyang Dao Palace, we will not be able to contend with him."

Fang Jian smiled upon hearing this and said, "Don't worry, fellow Daoists. As long as it's not the Three Yang Patriarch himself, I have the magic weapon to deal with one or two Golden Immortals."

"Oh?" All the immortals present looked at Fang Jian sideways. The magic weapon used to deal with the Golden Immortal was no ordinary magic weapon.

Fang Jian said, "Actually, before I came here, Master Hongqing had already lent me one of his magic weapons."

After saying that, Fang Jian raised his hand and a golden light flashed, and a golden gem suddenly flew out of the void.

"The Dingyuan Pearl." Fang Jian said, "Master Hongqing lent this treasure to me. If a Golden Immortal comes, I can also stabilize him."

Fang Jian couldn't reveal his true identity, at least not now, so he used the excuse that it was a magic weapon that Fang Jian lent to Dafang Zhenren.

The Vairocana Samurai is not used in the mortal world of Jambu and cannot be used. In a critical moment, the most one can do is take out the 'Emperor's Bell'. Anyway, no one has seen the Emperor's Bell, and even if they saw it, they would not recognize that it was refined from the Emperor's bricks.

Li Xuanyi, Zhao Yangqing, Yan Haiping and others looked at the Dingyuan Pearl that was spinning and shining with golden light, and their faces slightly condensed.

"Is this the Dingyuan Pearl that True Man Hongqing snatched from Lord Dingyuan?" Zhao Yangqing asked, staring at the Dingyuan Pearl.

Fang Jian laughed and said, "It is this treasure."

Everyone was certain when they heard this. The Dingyuan Pearl was a top-grade golden immortal magic weapon, and it had achieved numerous victories in Fang Jian's hands. When he was talking about destroying the Buddhist temple on Jian'ta Mountain, Fang Jian used it to immobilize the monks on Jian'ta Mountain and even the Jiuzhen Tianjun of Dongtian Prefecture.

So it is certain that the power of Dingyuanzhu is definitely enough to deal with Golden Immortal cultivators.

However, Xue Qingxia asked at this moment: "You know, cultivators have different magical powers and spells. What if someone can dodge or resist the Dingyuan Pearl's Dingyuan golden light?"

This is indeed a very serious problem. No matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it is not invincible, because there are many magical powers and spells that can restrain a certain magic weapon.

Moreover, if the opponent happens to be a Golden Immortal, it would be a disaster if he fails to escape the power of the Dingyuan Pearl.

"Then I have other magic weapons to treat him." But Fang Jian did not say this out loud, instead he said lightly: "Then use another method."

"What method?" Li Xuanyi asked.

Fang Jian said, "Daoist Lu Xuansheng, I'm going to trouble you."

"Me?" Lu Xuansheng was a little surprised, then said, "Please tell me, Master Dafang."

Fang Jian smiled and said, "In the name of revenge, you destroyed Huacheng Zhenyang Palace in one fell swoop, but did not occupy Huacheng. General Zhu still guarded Gushan. Then, according to the Jinyiwei's plan, all the refugees who survived by relying on the Zhenyang Palace's porridge were driven out of the city to be recruited by Gushan's followers. In this way, the Zhenyang Taoist Palace would at most suspect Yuhua Temple, and the cultivators they sent would never be higher than Taiyi Xuanxian, and they would not suspect anyone else."

"What's next?" Lu Xuansheng asked, "What's next?"

At this time, Zhao Yangqing said: "From now on, Fellow Daoist Lu, you can 'escape a thousand miles away'. When the Zhenyang Dao Palace is rebuilt in Huacheng County, General Zhu can take this opportunity to recruit refugees and expand his territory."

When Lu Xuansheng heard this, he nodded and smiled, "I see. Okay, I should be the one to do this."

After arranging the monks' movements, Fang Jian said to Zhu Yuanzhang, "General Zhu, you must also be prepared to receive the refugees."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said, "Please rest assured, Master Dafang. I have taken control of several villages around Gushan Mountain over the past few days. I will have no problem finding a place to accommodate the refugees."

"Okay." Fang Jian said, "Please ask Fellow Daoist Lu to prepare. We will set out tonight for Huacheng and destroy the Zhenyang Palace."

At this time, Xue Qingxia asked: "Should we send someone to pick them up?"

Lu Xuansheng waved his hand and smiled when he heard this: "It's just a small matter, why do you need help? No need."

Xue Qingxia agreed with what she thought. There wasn't even a true immortal in Huacheng Zhenyang Palace anyway. The highest level of cultivation was Yangshen, which was a piece of cake for a true immortal.

At this time, Fang Jian reminded him, "Fellow Daoist Lu, you must remember that to destroy the Zhenyang Palace, you only need to target those cultivators with cultivation skills. Do not harm innocent people."

Lu Xuansheng nodded and said solemnly, "Don't worry, Master Dafang, I will save you some trouble."

...

When the sun sets and dusk falls, Lu Xuansheng transforms into a ray of fairy light and flies up to the clouds under the gaze of everyone, then quickly flies towards Huacheng.

At this moment, Xue Qingxia suddenly pressed her right eye and said, "Strange, why did my right eyelid suddenly twitch?"

This sentence immediately attracted the attention of Fang Jian and others, especially Li Xuanyi, who immediately said to Xue Qingxia, "Wait a minute."

Xue Qingxia immediately stopped rubbing her eyes and looked at Li Xuanyi who was approaching.

Li Xuanyi stepped forward and glanced at Xue Qingxia's twitching right eyelid. He then raised his hand and counted with his fingers, his face slightly serious as he said, "Friend Lu, this trip is a bit difficult."

"Difficult?" Yan Haiping said in surprise, "Among the cultivators left behind in Zhenyang Palace, the highest level of cultivation is only a group of Yang Gods. What kind of difficulty could there be?"

Li Xuanyi frowned and said, "The heaven's will is hazy and I can't see clearly, but the hexagrams show that this trip is indeed not going well."

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