Chapter 337 Rights and Obligations, Arm in Arm

The sky in the Nine Mountains Realm is always foggy and there is no sun.

But the lightning from the Zhoutian God Thunder Immortal Formation lit up the Zhengxian Island.

The twenty-four selected foundation-building disciples lined up in formation, cooperating with each other, casting spells or activating talismans, causing thunderclouds to roll overhead and thunder to roar.

The thunder they emitted was brilliant and dazzling, and was no worse than that of ordinary golden elixirs.

But the lightning that illuminated the sky could not illuminate the faces of Zheng Fa and others.

After circulating the summons sent by Master Tongming, the smiles on Uncle Pang and the others' faces dimmed a little.

The cultivators in the Xuanwei Realm are very interesting: they yearn for immortality, but often risk their lives for some seemingly tempting treasures and skills. Some of them even like chaotic environments.

But the people of the Nine Mountains Realm are different: there may be people in this world who like war, but they are definitely not the ones - now that the Nine Mountains Realm is thriving, who would want unrest?

But the war was going to happen after all.

"Master?"

Uncle Pang and the others all looked at Zheng Fa, and the address they used was enough to let everyone know the importance of this decision at this moment.

Zheng Fa was silent for a while, but still said calmly, "Let's not talk about the Demon Sect. The five Xuanwei Sects have jointly issued a call for help, and we can't get away with it."

"That's right. You can't be so indecisive." The old man also frowned and said, "What's more, we have had a grudge against the Great Freedom Demon Sect for a long time, and the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor covets the Nine Mountains Realm. It is in the interests of our Nine Mountains Realm to prevent him from coming to the world."

The two people talked about two different aspects, but there was only one conclusion: you should go.

"According to the summons, our main responsibility is to clear out those disciples below the Nascent Soul stage. The danger is not that great."

The Five Xuanwei Sects still care about their reputation. Of course, they may also feel that cultivators below the level of Divine Transformation are of little use in dealing with the Divine Transformation cultivators of the Demon Sect.

At least, this task doesn't sound so difficult.

Zheng Fa looked at the disciples who were practicing the immortal formation. He calculated in his mind and ordered, "Uncle Master, you pick forty-eight foundation-building disciples and twenty-four golden elixir disciples to practice the immortal formation, so that they can follow me to Chen County."

These are almost the most elite disciples in the Nine Mountains Realm - all together, there are only about twenty Jindan disciples in the Nine Mountains Sect.

The reason for selecting so many is naturally to allow these disciples to form a fairy formation and improve their self-defense capabilities.

Senior Sister Zhang frowned and said, "You can't go to Chen County."

Zheng Fa was stunned, and then he saw Uncle Pang and others nodding their heads.

"The safety of the Nine Mountains Realm depends on you. Don't take any risks." The old man said with a fierce face.

“Senior Sister…”

Zheng Fa wanted to lead the team himself. He mainly thought that he had the method of turning into a rainbow, so it would be easy to save his life.

"I, Uncle Pang, and Uncle Yuan will lead the team, and Master will be with you in charge of the Nine Mountains Realm."

Senior Sister Zhang seemed cold and ruthless at this moment, and she totally ignored the face of Zheng Fa, the head of the sect. She stepped over the responsibility and made arrangements without paying any attention to Zheng Fa.

The two elders on the side also nodded, looking very natural.

Who is the leader?

“…There is also a Blood River Ancestor in the Nine Mountains.”

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Senior Sister Zhang reminded him again. Only then was Zheng Fa shocked: Now that they can suppress the Blood River Ancestor, the biggest help is the special rules of the Nine Mountains Realm - after all, this is the home court of the Sun and Moon Bell.

If something goes wrong with the Sun and Moon Bell, it will be difficult for the Blood River Patriarch to control it.

Senior Sister Zhang’s meaning was very clear. The Sun-Moon Bell had the combat power to transform into a spirit, but it was related to the stability of the Nine Mountains after all, so it was better not to move it if possible.

Zheng Fa thought about it and insisted: "I will take the Nine Mountains Realm and hide in the dark."

Senior Sister Zhang and the others looked at each other and knew that as long as Zheng Fa did not leave the Nine Mountains Realm, their safety would not be a big problem, so they had nothing to say.

As if seeing that Zheng Fa was still worried, Uncle Pang smiled and said, "Zheng Fa, you just don't have much experience... Which of us Xuanwei cultivators hasn't experienced hundreds of battles?"

"They are just some demon cubs, there is no need to think of them as so scary."

Zheng Fa shook his head, knowing that Uncle Pang's words were just a way of comforting him.

In the past, Uncle Pang’s enemies were not on the same level as the Great Freedom Demon Sect.

He lowered his head and began to think secretly in his mind.

…

The disciples who were going to the expedition were selected very quickly. The twenty-four Jindan disciples were naturally the best of the sect, and even the forty-eight foundation-building disciples were the most talented among the disciples.

They gathered in the main hall of Tiangong Island.

Zheng Fa stood in front of these seventy-two disciples, looking at their faces one by one: Sun Daoyu, Senior Brother Yang, Zhou Qianyuan...

He knew everyone.

"Do you know why Uncle Pang picked you?"

Zheng Fa suddenly asked.

These disciples all shook their heads.

"Because you are the most elite group among my Nine Mountains disciples, so you have to go." Zheng Fa said clearly.

“…”

“Don’t you think it’s unfair?”

Sun Daoyu and others were silent.

In the past in the Xuanwei Realm, this was often not the case—low-level disciples died, but geniuses were cherished to death.

To be honest, Zheng Fa also understands it.

This is consistent with the characteristics of immortal cultivators: one genius may be worth ten thousand ordinary disciples.

"To be frank, I can't bear to lose any of you. The sect values ​​you the most and has given you the best resources. The masters and I have also devoted the most effort to you. Objectively speaking, if we lose any of you, the masters and I will not bear to lose any of you."

Sun Daoyu couldn't help but show a look of doubt on his face, and so did the other disciples.

"But that's exactly why you are the only one who can go." Zheng Fa changed the subject and said, "My Jiushan Sect is different from the Xuanwei Realm Sect."

"You must remember that you are supported by the power of the incense of the common people in the Nine Mountains."

"When Jiushan is in trouble, it is me, the disciples of Jiushan Sect, who must stand up."

"And you are the ones who enjoy the most support among the Nine Mountains disciples..."

Zheng Fa's words are very realistic. This is not a rule of the mysterious world, but a modern rule - as a ruler, it is the obligation to protect the ruled.

Even in his view, the disciples of the Nine Mountains Sect, well, should not only represent advanced productivity, but also represent the broad interests of the people of the Nine Mountains Realm...

The more elite the disciple, the more so.

This is also rare in the Xuanwei world:

For the sects in the Xuanwei Realm, collecting offerings is one thing, but the obligation to protect the people... exists, but not much.

But Sun Daoyu and others could understand this logic.

Although Zheng Fa knew that if one of these people died, the development of the Jiushan Realm might be slower.

But on the other hand, if power and responsibility do not match, the resources are usually used up by these disciples, and when it is time to contribute, the ordinary disciples are left to do it...

Let alone the resentment of the lower classes, what would the disciples they trained be like? In other words, would the Nine Mountain Realm composed of such geniuses still be the Nine Mountain Realm he longed to see? So after discussing with Uncle Pang, he selected these elite disciples to go on the expedition.

Seeing the puzzled expressions on Sun Daoyu and others' faces fade away, Zheng Fa waved his hand, and dozens of storage bags appeared in front of everyone.

"One for each person."

Sun Daoyu picked up a storage bag, opened it, and found that it was full of talismans, medicines, and even a few books.

When I took it out and looked at it, I found that it was about the humanities and geography of Chen County.

Everyone's heart was filled with warmth.

Zheng Fa took out six more copies of the Tongjian and handed them to Senior Sister Zhang and three other disciples.

"This Tongjian was also specially made by Madam Xuanhua and I. It has a special way to activate spiritual power." Zheng Fa reminded, "There will be a new forum page in the Tongjian. Only with these six Tongjians can you enter. When you are in Chen County, you can rely on this Tongjian to share information with each other and cooperate. Senior Sister Zhang will also give you guidance in the forum."

Not to mention the storage bag, this new encyclopedia and the new page are the tricks that Zheng Fa came up with in the past few days: in the final analysis, it is just to set up a wartime channel to share information at all times - try to make a real-time small map, and even mark the traces of the magic cultivators on the map.

Senior Sister Zhang can contact the Nine Mountains Realm through the List of Gods and get help from the "Nine Mountains General Staff".

Even some tactical cooperation can be played.

He didn't know whether Xuanwei Realm had such means, but Jiushan Sect didn't have it before.

After giving these instructions, Zheng Fa let Uncle Pang take the disciples away.

Uncle Pang asked the other disciples to disperse and prepare, and just waved to Sun Daoyu and other disciples, leading them to his residence.

"But you still have resentment in your heart?"

Sun Daoyu and others shook their heads and said, "No..."

"I don't think you dare. I agree with this choice..." Uncle Pang said as he walked.

"Master?"

"The headmaster wanted to go in person, but was stopped by us and had to protect him in secret. Senior Brother Yuan, Junior Brother Zhang and I will all go, so how come you can't go?"

After Sun Daoyu and others thought about it, they realized that it was indeed the case and had nothing to say.

"Don't think that the Sect Master doesn't value you. This time, he exchanged all the spiritual stones he earned from Jingkai Island for spiritual talismans and medicine, and distributed them to you."

"……yes."

"These six Tongjian were also created through my practice day and night in the past few days."

Sun Daoyu lowered his head and looked at the Tongjian in his hand.

"I don't know where he got those books about Chen Jun." Uncle Pang turned and looked at Sun Daoyu, "I am your master, and I can't think of such thoughtfulness... You have met a good master."

"Disciple understands."

…

Zheng Fa was visited by an unexpected disciple.

"You're going to Chen County?"

Zheng Fa looked at Lin Bufan in front of him.

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"yes."

"Why?"

"revenge……"

Zheng Fa understood immediately after hearing this. This person was still talking about the revenge of his uncle who was cursed to death by Lin Yangtian.

Seeing that he seemed to understand, Lin Bufan bowed down, knelt on the ground and said to Zheng Fa:

"If the Immortal Sect wins this battle, I'm afraid Lin Yangtian will die. If we lose, I'm even more afraid that I won't have the chance to take revenge... Sect Leader, I can't wait any longer."

Lin Bufan’s idea made sense... If the Great Free Demon Ancestor was resurrected, it would be a question whether he, a traitor, could survive, let alone take revenge.

Zheng Fa was a little reluctant to part with it - there were many talismans in the storage bag, all thanks to Lin Bufan's blood donation.

He looked at Lin Bufan who was kneeling on the ground, shook his head, and said, "Then I will let my sister take you. Remember, you can take revenge, but you can't endanger the safety of Jiushan, and you can't reveal any of my Jiushan's secrets."

Lin Bufan kowtowed to the ground and said gratefully, "Thank you, Master."

He was indeed quite grateful in his heart - after all, because of the talisman, he was very valuable to the Jiushan Sect, not to mention that his soul seal was still in Zheng Fa's hands, so it could be said that his life and death were not in his own hands.

…

Tongming Mountain has become increasingly lively these days. After receiving the call, all the surrounding sects, big and small, did not dare to slack off and gathered towards Tongming Mountain.

“There are so many people!”

A slightly childish girl's voice sounded at the foot of the mountain.

"Keep your voice down!"

Looking at her master who was waving at her nervously, Fang Yuan stuck out her tongue but still tilted her head back and looked up at the sky.

There were beams of light flying back and forth in the sky, forming rainbow bridges, and she felt dizzy just looking at them.

She was a disciple of a small sect nearby. Her master, who was the sect leader, had only the Golden Core cultivation level... He was not even qualified to receive a call from the five sects.

Normally they didn't need to come.

However, the Yuanying Sect they belonged to received a call-up order and after much thought, they did not want to let their disciples take risks, so they pulled them over and treated them as their own disciples.

Her master had been complaining the whole way, feeling like he was being used as cannon fodder. He was afraid that the entire clan would be wiped out by the demon sect and the ancestor's inheritance would be cut off.

But Fang Yuan was a bit heartless - she actually cried twice before she set off, she was extremely scared, but after she set off she just gave up and adjusted herself.

All she wanted in her mind was to see more of the world before she died, so she was still looking around.

Every ray of light escaping in the sky represents a Yuanying Zhenren.

There was an even greater hustle and bustle at the foot of the mountain, with many monks gathering as densely packed as ants moving house.

She secretly counted and found that there were probably more than three thousand people at the foot of the mountain. All of them were at least at the foundation-building stage. In their small sect, those who had established the foundation could become true disciples.

This made Fang Yuan secretly shocked, but she also felt that her horizons had been broadened. She felt that she had seen a lot of excitement this time.

Seeing her reckless actions, her master pulled her sleeve and hit her forehead hard: "Behave yourself!"

Fang Yuan looked at her master aggrievedly, and saw him pointing at a figure in front of him. Although her master didn't say anything, she immediately understood -

The figure behind him was a fat middle-aged man with Nascent Soul cultivation. He was the leader of the sect that had forced them to come. His surname was Chen, and he seemed quite arrogant along the way.

Logically speaking, Fang Yuan also felt that it was normal that Yuanying Zhenren could not see them, the master and disciple.

But at this moment, the other party was standing in front of a disciple from Tongming Mountain, smiling amiably.

Fang Yuan had never expected that the face that had been so majestic all the way could be so naive and adorable...

It was obvious that the disciples of Tongming Mountain did not have high cultivation levels, and seemed to be only similar to their master, all of whom were golden elixirs.

But Master Chen kept a very humble attitude.

"I wonder if I could pay my respects to Master Chengkong?"

“…”

The disciple said nothing, but just looked at him.

"Then...where is Master Tongming?"

Sect Leader Chen took out a storage bag, stuffed it into the disciple's sleeve, and flattered him without giving up.

"The headmaster is currently receiving several great monks. If you are free..."

The disciple paused.

Sect Master Chen stuffed out another storage bag and said hurriedly, "Please let me know when the time comes... so I can go visit them."

The disciple touched the storage bag, nodded with satisfaction, and led them up the mountain with a smile on his face.

As he walked, he explained warmly and kindly, "Master Chengkong, that is the envoy from the Supreme Dao. Apart from Master Huashen, who dares to say that he can see his face?"

“Yes, yes…”

"There are three Spiritualization Masters coming to this meeting. There are nearly a hundred Nascent Soul Masters on Tongming Mountain. How can the Sect Master accommodate them all?"

Master Chen hurriedly flattered him, "Master, you are a noble man and you are very busy, but I have always admired you..."

"There are many people who admire the master. If it weren't for you..."

The disciple smiled.

I saw Master Chen smiling foolishly, as if he didn't understand anything.

Fang Yuan was stunned when she saw this dirty deal behind him.

She heard a sigh beside her, and turning around, she saw that it was her own master sighing sadly, but with a hint of self-pity. She suddenly understood - with her level of cultivation, she was not even qualified to give gifts.

Thinking of this, she also thought of her own helpless situation and her expression became gloomy.

Just as the few people were walking up the mountain, a bell sound came from the sky. They looked up and saw the Sun and Moon Bell hanging high in the air. Zheng Fa and dozens of his disciples landed at the foot of Tongming Mountain.

Fang Yuan looked over with some curiosity, and saw that Zheng Fa was only at the Jindan stage, but there were a few cultivators around him who she found terrifying. For a moment, she was confused, wondering how this young man ended up standing in the main seat.

While he was still in doubt, a loud laugh suddenly came from Tongming Mountain. In the blink of an eye, a man escaped from the mountain and landed in front of the young man.

"Master Tongming?"

She heard Master Chen shout.

Is this the head of Tongming Mountain, leader of the Hundred Immortals Alliance, Master Tongming?

There was a sudden silence at the foot of Tongming Mountain. Thousands of cultivators stared at Master Tongming, none of them understood why this Master Huashen, who had just been high on the top of the mountain overlooking all the cultivators, suddenly came out of the mountain gate.

Fang Yuan felt that the smile on Master Tongming's face was very familiar... uh, a bit like the smile of the disciple who just took the storage bag.

"Master Zheng!" She heard Master Tongming say to the young man, "I have been waiting for you on Tongming Mountain for a long time!"

Master Tongming held the other person's arm, with a happy expression on his face.

He pulled Zheng Fa up the mountain and said to him, "I will take you to see Master Chengkong first, and then arrange for your sect's disciples to stay. Master Chengkong has asked me several times, so you'd better meet him first when you come."

Seeing that Master Tongming regarded himself as a disciple and seemed to want to arrange these disciples personally, even the headmaster Chen, who looked knowledgeable and well-versed in human relations, was stunned at this moment.

He looked at the Tongming Mountain disciple in front of him, with deep doubt on his face: "Master Tongming, aren't you busy receiving a few great monks?"

“…”

"Didn't they say that Master Chengkong can only be seen by those who have reached the state of spiritual enlightenment?"

The disciple from Tongming Mountain twitched his lips, glanced at him, and said, "That's the Nine Mountains Zheng Fa."

Sect Leader Chen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a look of realization appeared on his face, as if he had heard of this name before, and he no longer had any questions.

"Nine Mountain Zheng Fa?"

Fang Yuan lowered her head and chewed on the name for a few seconds. When she looked up, she saw that the expression on Master Chen's face was somewhat similar to that of her master just now.

Sad, but convinced.

(End of this chapter)