Fu Changling watched Qin Yan walk towards Wen Yue Palace. He stood there for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and walked into the dense forest.
The houses that need to be built must be built, and the things that need to be done must be done.
He chopped wood to build a house in the dense forest, carefully identified the spiritual herbs, picked the spiritual plants and spiritual beasts he needed, and then began to cook.
Not long after Qin Yan returned from the Moon Palace, Fu Changling came up with food and asked happily, "Brother, are you back? Did Master say anything today?"
Qin Yan watched Fu Changling place the food on the table. "Since you don't go to the disciples' cafeteria, you should eat some spiritual plants and beasts regularly. It's good for your health. You work too hard," he said. Fu Changling raised his head and stared at Qin Yan for a moment, then frowned. "You're so young, and your health is like this. It's not good."
Qin Yan remained silent. Fu Changling put away his bowl and chopsticks, knelt on the ground, and looked up at Qin Yan: "Brother, shall we eat together?"
Qin Yan looked at the food on the table, paused, and finally said, "You eat it, I don't need it."
After saying that, Qin Yan thought for a moment and said, "Just do your thing from now on."
"It's okay," Fu Changling smiled, "I make an extra portion every day. Brother, you can come anytime you want to eat."
"You..." Qin Yan hesitated and spoke slowly, "No need to do that, I really don't need these."
"Whether you want to eat or not is up to you," Fu Changling picked up his chopsticks and turned his head, his eyes bright as stars. "Just remember that I've been waiting."
Qin Yan didn't say anything else. He stood there for a moment, then finally turned around and went back to his room.
After he left, Fu Changling picked up some food and took two bites. He couldn't help but sigh.
He looked up at Qin Yan's room and propped up his chin.
"It's difficult."
He sighed out loud and finished his meal in silence.
After finishing his meal, Fu Changling returned to his room. He first got on the small couch, took out the spirit stone, set up a spirit gathering array for himself, and then placed the spirit gathering tower at the head of the array and began to meditate with his eyes closed.
He possessed a rare natural root of the Thunder Element, and there were only a handful of cultivation techniques that suited him. In his previous life, he had been searching for the most suitable technique for himself, and finally, in a secret realm, he discovered a technique left behind by an ancient sage. He modified it slightly, eventually creating his own system. It was only after he began learning this technique that his cultivation began to rapidly improve.
He didn't intend to take such a detour in this life, so he directly began to try to practice the skills of his previous life.
His golden elixir was damaged now, so he didn't dare to be too radical. Even with the help of a magical artifact like the Spirit Gathering Tower, he just slowly absorbed the spiritual power into his body and slowly purified it out.
After repeating this for about three small cycles, he felt a dull ache in his golden core and immediately paused. When he opened his eyes again, the day's fatigue had vanished, and his emotions had calmed down considerably. He turned to look at the moon outside, thought for a moment, then stood up and began to draw the formation to seal the Karma Prison at his desk.
This was something he promised to give to Qin Yan. He had previously lied that it was left by his ancestors, so now he could only draw it for Qin Yan temporarily.
He guessed that Qin Yan would hand over the formation to Jiang Yebai. Since Qin Yan wanted this formation, it proved that Jiang Yebai intended to investigate this matter. As long as the top leaders of the Yunze Immortal Realm took action, everything was still within the controllable range since nothing had happened yet.
If the Prison of Karma had not been opened, and if the war between immortals and demons had not taken place, Yunze... might have been spared.
Fu Changling lowered his head, applying all he had learned throughout his life, drawing the formation. A paper crane fluttered its wings and slowly flew in from outside the window, landing on it. Fu Changling didn't look up. He raised his hand and flicked it, and the crane turned to ashes. Fu Yushu's voice was heard in the air, saying, "In seven days, Jiang Yebai will convene a meeting of the seven sects. This should be to discuss the matter of your secret realm. The Jinguang Temple's attitude is not good, so you should make preparations early."
Fu Changling listened to Fu Yushu's words, and his hand that was drawing paused.
After a moment, he lowered his head and said as he drew the formation, "I see. Someone has sent a spirit bird to spy on me these past few days. Send someone to follow them. If it's your wife's men, ask them to be more restrained."
After Fu Changling finished speaking, he conjured up a paper crane out of thin air. The crane flapped its wings and flew outside. Fu Changling lowered his head and carefully drew the formation without saying a word.
The next morning, without waiting for Ji Feng to call him, Fu Changling got up early, washed up, changed his clothes, and stood at the door waiting for Qin Yan.
Qin Yan went out and saw him standing in front of the door. Without saying much, he stood up on his sword and let him follow behind.
Fu Changling chased Qin Yan all the way, but as expected, he was still late. As usual, he was beaten half to death by Xie Yuqing at the Sword-Asking Cliff, and was dragged to the cafeteria by Shangguan Mingyan and Yun Yu. Then he struggled to finish the afternoon's Immortal World History class and Qin Yan's Heart Sutra class. When he returned in the evening, he started cooking, practicing, and drawing the sealing formation.
Qin Yan never asked why he had not yet been given the formation. He and Fu Changling always kept a distance from each other. He never touched Fu Changling's food, and never paid attention to Fu Changling's unreliable questions.
Compared with his friendly attitude towards other disciples, Qin Yan could be said to be too strict towards Fu Changling.
Even someone as slow-witted as Yun Yu noticed something was amiss. While eating the leftovers Fu Chang Ling had packed for lunch, he couldn't help but say to Fu Chang Ling, "I don't think Senior Brother likes you very much. Don't rush into anything."
After hearing this, Fu Changling raised his eyes and glared at Yun Yu: "Spit out the food!"
Yunyu quickly raised his hand, indicating that he would stop talking.
Although the food Fu Changling brought was leftovers, it was much more delicious than the food in the cafeteria.
Seven days passed in a flash, and Fu Changling's sealing formation was almost finished. He got up early in the morning as usual and waited at the gate of Lanyue Palace. Qin Yan came out and saw him waiting quietly. He said calmly, "I have something to do today. You can go by yourself."
Fu Changling responded respectfully, then held up the formation and said, "Brother, I found the formation."
Qin Yan didn't ask any more questions and took the formation drawings from his hand. The moment Qin Yan got the drawings, Fu Changling wiped them on Qin Yan's sleeve without leaving a trace.
Qin Yan seemed unaware as he left with Ji Feng on his sword. Fu Changling's smile vanished as he saw them leave, and he quickly returned to Qin Yan's room and began searching everywhere.
He searched for a while and took out the bloodstained black silk cloth that Ji Feng had brought back from a wooden box. After taking the silk cloth, he put it against his chest and turned to walk out.
He ran to Luojian Cliff as usual. When he arrived, he saw Xie Yuqing waiting for him there. When he arrived, Xie Yuqing said as usual, "Come up."
Fu Changling went up with a bitter face. Xie Yuqing raised his sword and said calmly, "Today we are going to learn the Thirteen Snow Styles."
Just as he finished speaking, Xie Yuqing swept across with his wooden sword. Fu Changling looked back and saw brilliant light coming from the foot of the mountain not far away.
Fu Changling turned around and smiled at Xie Yuqing. He raised his hand and blocked Xie Yuqing's sword with his wooden sword, grinning and saying, "Senior Sister, please show some mercy."
Seeing his playful smile, Xie Yuqing frowned, and the wind of his sword suddenly rose up, striking Fu Changling in the abdomen. Fu Changling vomited blood and flew away immediately, then fell to the ground and did not move.
Xie Yuqing saw that Fu Changling didn't get up, she frowned: "Chen Xiufan."
Fu Changling didn't move, Xie Yuqing didn't speak, Shangguan Mingyan was so anxious that he couldn't help but said: "Senior Sister, I...I'll take Senior Brother Shen to see it."
"Yeah," Yun Yu observed Fu Changling, "I think there's something wrong with Junior Brother Shen."
The good relationships that Fu Changling had accumulated over the past few days finally came into play at this moment. Everyone started shouting. Xie Yuqing hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Go."
Shangguan Mingyan heard this and hurried forward, and together with Yunyu, he helped Fu Changling to the Salvation Hall. The two of them carried Fu Changling and just as they were out of the Sword-Asking Cliff, Fu Changling struck them both with his left and right hands, knocking them unconscious.
After the two fainted, Fu Changling dragged them to the nearby rockery, patted their shoulders and said, "Brother, I'm sorry. I'll see you later."
After saying that, Fu Changling quickly ran out of Hongmeng Palace.
Judging from the situation today, he was afraid that Jinguang Temple had come with bad intentions. He didn't know if Qin Yan would suffer any loss alone. Qin Yan was too upright and inflexible. If he encountered those shameless people in Jinguang Temple, he would easily suffer a loss.
Fu Changling rushed all the way to the outside of the Hongmeng Heavenly Palace's mountain protection formation, wiped off his Thousand Faces Water, and put on the Fu family's family clothes. As soon as he put on his clothes, he noticed something was wrong around him. He paused, and the Qinggu Fan slipped out of his hand. He looked up at the person next to him and couldn't help laughing: "I've been following you all the way, and finally found the opportunity?"
After saying this, the Qinggu Fan swept the surrounding strong wind to suffocate people. Fu Changling shouted loudly: "Come out to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen steel knives flew towards him from all directions. Fu Changling pressed his golden fan to his lips and chanted hummingly. In an instant, he was surrounded by golden characters, which floated in the air, forming an invisible barrier. The steel knives hit the golden characters and then suddenly turned back. The surrounding jungle was filled with screams. Fu Changling closed his eyes and the golden characters rushed straight into the dense forest. The people in the dense forest immediately no longer hid, and rushed towards him with knives drawn. Fu Changling saw them appear and sneered: "I was scared half to death last time, and you dare to come back this time?"
"Mystique."
The man in black spoke stiffly. Fu Changling chuckled softly, "I've been hiding for so long before I dared to take action. I've put you in a difficult position. So, you don't plan to rely on my bloodline to open the seal?"
"You know too much."
The two steel knives collided, and Fu Changling soared into the air, landing lightly on the top of a tree. He smiled and said, "So, even if you don't have my help, your plan will have to be postponed. Are you planning to kill me?"
"You're useless."
The man in black said coldly, "With a damaged golden core, it would be easy to kill you. Prepare to die."
As he spoke, the man in black raised his hand, revealing his sharp nails, and grabbed Fu Changling fiercely.
Fu Changling lowered his eyes and snorted softly. He opened his hand with a small fan, covering half of his face, and whispered, "You don't know whether to live or die."
After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it, and hundreds of talismans flew out like rain, heading straight for the crowd.
When Fu Changling and the man in black were fighting at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Yebai was sitting in the first seat in the main hall of Hongmeng Tiangong, with seven elders of Hongmeng Tiangong sitting next to him. Then the leaders of the three sects and the heads of the four clans entered the hall one after another, chatting and laughing as they sat next to the elders of their respective clans.
After the seven major sects were seated, a great Buddhist cultivator wearing a red silk jeweled cassock led four other Buddhist cultivators in. Everyone stood up and greeted the Buddhist cultivators who had come with them. Jiang Yebai invited the Buddhist cultivator in the jeweled cassock to take the seat and said respectfully, "Master, please take the seat."
Buddha Puming sat down beside Jiang Yebai, and the four disciples who had come with him stood behind him. After everyone was seated, the hall door slowly closed. The disciples behind Puming poured him tea. He glanced at everyone, and finally his gaze fell on Jiang Yebai. He smiled and said, "Palace Master Jiang convened a meeting of the seven sects and specially invited this old monk to come. I wonder what big event has happened?"
"Master should know this before Jiang," Jiang Yebai said calmly. He looked at a middle-aged Buddhist cultivator behind the Buddha and said calmly, "I wonder if there have been any unusual movements with the Xuanji Secret Realm in your temple recently?"
"So that's why."
Pu Ming laughed: "I didn't come to see Palace Master Jiang about this matter, but I didn't expect that Palace Master Jiang would dare to come to us first."
As he spoke, Pu Ming's expression suddenly changed, and he angrily said, "Your good disciple Qin Yan destroyed my sect's secret realm. Why don't you tell me how your Hongmeng Tiangong intends to compensate you?!"
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment after hearing this. Fu Yulan opened her fan, covering half of her face, and approached Fu Yushu, saying, "Today we have something interesting to watch."
Fu Yushu smiled awkwardly and said, "Drink tea, drink tea."
Jiang Yebai listened to Pu Ming's words without changing his expression. He only said, "Let my disciple tell us what happened in detail."
Jiang Yebai raised his eyes and said to the gatekeeper, "Ask Qin Yan to come in."
Qin Yan was guarding outside the door. He heard Jiang Yebai's voice as soon as he spoke. After his expression changed slightly, he turned around and saw the door open.
He walked into the main hall, lifted his skirt, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Qin Yan greets Master." Then he turned his head to look at the others in the field, "Elders, heads, and patriarchs."
His eyes were resolute, neither humble nor arrogant. Fu Yulan and Fu Yushu communicated, "This is the best disciple of the new generation of our Hongmeng Heavenly Palace. He looks a little worse than our little Changling, but he has reached the Golden Core stage at the age of fifteen. He is truly remarkable."
"Uncle San, please stop talking."
Fu Yushu felt a little guilty in this situation and couldn't help but remind Fu Yulan.
Fu Yulan spread his hands, looking like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.
Compared to Fu Yulan's relaxed demeanor, everyone else present was very attentive. Jiang Yebai said, "Report everything you saw and heard in the Xuanji Secret Realm."
"yes."
Qin Yan responded and spoke, telling in detail how he entered the Xuanji Secret Realm, how he encountered danger in the Xuanji Secret Realm, how he got help from Wu Sisi, and finally how he opened the seal of the Xuanji Secret Realm and what was under the seal of the Xuanji Secret Realm.
Fu Changling fought with the man in black while listening to Qin Yan speak.
When Qin Yan left in the morning, he left a sound transmission spell on him. At this moment, every word Qin Yan said was clearly heard by him. He dodged the killer's sword moves while listening to Qin Yan's words.
This time, Qin Yan still did not tell others who he was.
He took on all the things that Fu Changling had done. He was the one who was the central demon, he was the one who used the Ten Directions God-Slaying Formation, he was the one who opened the Xuan Ji Secret Realm, and he was the one who saw the world beneath the Xuan Ji Secret Realm.
Fu Changling was a little confused. In his previous life, it could be said that Qin Yan was atonement for his sins because of his feelings for him, but in this life he still refused to reveal his name. Why?
Fu Changling listened to Qin Yan taking responsibility for everything word by word, and heard someone above him say hesitantly, "So, it was you who destroyed the Xuanji Secret Realm?"
"yes."
Qin Yan answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.
The moment Fu Changling heard this, his heart was shaken. He almost imagined the scene of his previous life. He was upset and looked at the people in front of him. He knew that he could not waste time with these people anymore.
"I didn't want to cause trouble."
Fu Changling raised his hand and pulled out five pieces of talisman paper, saying coldly, "I can't care about so many things now."
"Death is imminent..."
The man in black had just opened his mouth when he saw the five talismans suddenly fly out. Fu Changling retreated at the same time, and the five talismans exploded on the spot. The movement shook the earth and the Hongmeng Heavenly Palace could not help but tremble, and more than a dozen cultivators present were blown away in an instant.
Fu Changling brushed off the blood on his sleeves, looked coldly at the broken body parts on the ground, raised his hand and rolled them up, then let the dead leaves beside him bury them.
He soared up on the wind and arrived at the gate of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace. The commotion just now had already alerted Hongmeng Heavenly Palace. Xie Yuqing arrived the fastest. He stood at the gate of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace with a sword in hand. He looked coldly at Fu Changling who came in on the wind and landed lightly in front of the gate. His voice was as cold as broken ice and he said calmly, "Who is coming?"
"I am Fu Changling of the Fu family," Fu Changling bowed to Xie Yuqing, "I have an important matter to discuss with Palace Master Jiang. Please inform me."
Xie Yuqing nodded, turned around and glanced at Yunyang behind him: "Go and report."
Yun Yang hesitated a little: "Senior Sister, this kind of person..."
Xie Yuqing raised his eyes to look at Yunyang and warned, "Go and report it."
Yunyang pursed his lips, and finally turned around and flew back to Zhengfeng on his sword.
Xie Yuqing turned around and looked at Fu Changling. Fu Changling stood there with a smile on his face. He listened to Xie Yuqing and said, "I wonder how many of my sword strikes Fellow Daoist Fu can take?"
Fu Changling was familiar with Xie Yuqing's nature of wanting to fight anyone he saw. He didn't want to get entangled with Xie Yuqing at this time, so he said decisively: "Fellow Daoist Xie will know about the debate on the Gentleman's Platform."
When Xie Yuqing heard this, he raised his hand and saluted.
At this time, in the main hall, Jinguan Temple was in a stalemate with Qin Yan.
"You've said so much, but you did it all by yourself," Pu Ming said coldly, looking at Qin Yan. "You're just a Jindan-stage swordsman, and you think you can use the Ten Directions God-Slaying Formation? Are you afraid of the serious crime of destroying the Xuanji Secret Realm, so you made up this story to fool me?"
"Every word Qin Yan said is true."
"Then," a Buddhist cultivator behind Pu Ming said slowly, "is there any evidence?"
Qin Yan pursed his lips and said, "The evidence is in the Xuanji Secret Realm. The seal in the Xuanji Secret Realm has not been completely opened. As long as you seniors enter the Xuanji Secret Realm, you will see it."
As he was speaking, a servant came in hurriedly and whispered something in Jiang Yebai's ear. Jiang Yebai nodded, and the servant retreated.
No one else noticed this, everyone's eyes were on Qin Yan.
"My friend," the Buddhist cultivator behind Pu Ming said slowly, "The seal of the Xuanji Secret Realm has been broken. The Xuanji Secret Realm no longer exists. You still want everyone to verify it. How can you verify it?"
As he spoke, the Buddhist cultivator slowly walked down and circled around Qin Yan. "Young friend, your words are full of contradictions. Since you are a sword cultivator, how can you activate the Ten Directions God-Slaying Formation? That is no ordinary formation. You are only at the Seventeenth Golden Core stage, how can you so accurately identify the so-called demonic energy, ghost energy, and spiritual energy, and insist that it is a demon cultivator who has appeared? If the demon cultivator you are talking about really exists, why has Yunze never appeared in all these thousands of years? What you say is simply unbelievable and unheard of."
"My friend," the Buddhist cultivator bent down and placed his hand on Qin Yan's shoulder. "You are still young and have a long way to go. Although destroying the Xuanji Secret Realm is a serious crime, don't be afraid. After all, you are the first disciple of Hongmeng Tiangong. Your master will protect you, right?"
Although these words were meant to persuade Qin Yan, they had already pulled Jiang Yebai down and pointed directly at Jiang Yebai's motive for convening the Seven Sects Conference.
Qin Yan raised his eyes to look at the Buddhist cultivator and asked calmly, "Who are you?"
"My name is Mingran," the Buddhist cultivator slowly straightened up, his hands folded in his sleeves, his expression proud, "the custodian of the Xuanji Secret Realm."
"Since the Xuanji Secret Realm is still in your hands," Qin Yan stared at him, "why not take it out for a look?"
"How dare you!" Mingran's face changed drastically after hearing this. "You, a little kid, can you just look at my sect's secret realm just because you want to?"
"You don't dare?"
"Palace Master Jiang," Mingran did not respond to Qin Yan's question, but turned to look at Jiang Yebai, "Is this the upbringing of your Hongmeng Heavenly Palace?"
"You wouldn't dare."
Qin Yan definitely spoke when he heard Mingran's words.
Mingran was immediately enraged, and with the overwhelming pressure of the Spiritual Transformation Stage, he shouted angrily, "How rude of you!"
Qin Yan drew his sword in an instant as Mingran moved, completely ignoring the opponent's pressure, and rushed towards the opponent with the tip of the sword.
Mingran's face was filled with shock. Puming was about to take action, but Jiang Yebai put his hand on Puming's shoulder and said while drinking tea, "Master, let the young people handle their affairs."
Pu Ming was held down by Jiang Yebai, and looked back at Jiang Yebai coldly. Jiang Yebai lowered his head and drank tea without saying a word, confronting him silently.
In the hall, Mingran and Qin Yan were fighting back and forth. After a brief moment of distraction, Mingran suddenly came to his senses and started fighting with Qin Yan.
Fu Yulan raised her hand and set up a barrier, trapping Qin Yan and Mingran inside. Fu Yulan turned her head and whispered to Fu Yushu, "Look, I told you there was going to be something interesting."
Mingran and Qin Yan were fighting fiercely in the barrier, and Fu Changling rushed towards the main hall.
Yun Yang followed him, panting, "Master Fu, slow down! Slow down!"
Fu Changling ignored Yunyang's words and ran towards the hall.
Qin Yan's sword was extremely powerful, but Ming Ran was, after all, a Divine Transformation cultivator, so he had the advantage in terms of cultivation. After exchanging twenty blows, Qin Yan was exhausted. Ming Ran saw that Qin Yan was showing signs of decline. Although he was also exhausted, he still had some strength left. He raised the Demon Subduing Pestle and smashed it towards Qin Yan, shouting angrily, "If your sect won't teach you, let me teach you what is meant by superiority and inferiority!"
As he spoke, the demon-subduing pestle fell with the words. At that moment, a strong wind swept the talismans hundreds of feet long and opened the door of the hall and rushed straight into Mingran. Then, a magic circle under Mingran's feet suddenly lit up, and lightning shot up from the magic circle into the sky, binding Mingran like vines.
Outside the hall, a gorgeous, smiling voice rang out, "Who do you say you want to teach? High or low?"
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