Chapter 358: Demon Ancestor’s Blessing, Tianhe Sect

In the Seven Dragons Sea Formation, Master Chengkong looked at Master Mingde worriedly.

As time passed, the golden light on Master Mingde's body gradually dimmed, and the range it could illuminate slowly shrunk from dozens of miles in radius to about ten miles. Now, the sea area they could see clearly was only about three miles up and down and to the left and right.

Along with this change, the face of Master Mingde also changed from golden yellow to yellowish yellow.

But the golden color at the beginning was actually because of the golden light that came with the Yang God. It was majestic and dazzling, showing his profound Taoism.

By now, the reason for his golden complexion was that his soul and spiritual power were overwhelmed, and even his Taoist body could not support it. He looked embarrassed and weak.

Master Chengkong opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but he couldn't speak. He wanted to persuade the head monk Mingde, but the head monk had a reputation for being stubborn in the sect. What's more, what's the point of persuading him? If he didn't fight hard at this time, the demon ancestor would be resurrected and everyone would die.

We can only try our best to find the trace of the Netherworld Immortal in order to break this formation.

The seven people's search area was not small, at least a hundred miles of sea area, but they still couldn't find where the Netherworld Immortal was hiding.

"Oh!"

The abbot Mingde beside him suddenly made a muffled sound from his throat. Chengkong was startled, thinking that it was the Netherworld Immortal who attacked. Looking back, he breathed a sigh of relief but then became nervous again - if it was not the Netherworld Immortal, it was that the abbot Mingde could not hold on any longer, and even the Yang God light on his body was shaking.

Abbot Mingde seemed to have squeezed out the last bit of spiritual power. His white hair was disheveled, his face was golden purple, and his Taoist robe fluttered from side to side, making him look like a tattered sailboat. He was unable to control himself and had no idea where he was going.

"First seat?"

Master Chengkong finally couldn't help but speak.

The head of Mingde waved his hand, looked into the distance, and said in a muffled voice:

"I just hope... I can make it in time!"

Master Chengkong nodded slightly and looked towards the direction of Jiushan Sect. Now it was Jiushan Sect that was buying them time. If Jiushan Sect...

“Where are the people?”

Yao Chi Huashen called out softly, and a rune appeared between her eyebrows, like an eye, looking in the direction of Jiushan Sect.

The other six people either activated their spirits or used their spiritual eyes to try to see what was happening in the Jiushan Sect.

The fluctuations of the fight disappeared!

Even the auras of those transformed demons had disappeared! Zhang Wuyi seemed to be gone too! Across the formation, they couldn't see what was happening outside the mountains and rivers, but they had some guesses in their hearts.

Or rather, a reasonable guess.

"The Nine Mountains Sect failed to stop them..." The head of Mingde sighed softly. He looked at the dark sea in front of him, his eyes became darker, and his tone was heavy: "Those monsters either went ashore or invaded the Nine Mountains Realm."

No one said anything, as if they agreed with this idea.

Master Chengkong wanted to guess in the best direction, but how else could he explain it? Could the Nine Mountain Sect have killed four gods? The best guess was that Zheng Fa saw that the demon clan was too powerful and they couldn't resist, so they took the Nine Mountain Realm to protect themselves.

The head monk Mingde sighed softly, and the golden light on his face disappeared with the sigh. His Yang Spirit leaped back to the Qingyun, stretched out his hand to hold the half of the Qingjing Bamboo, looked at Master Chengkong, and said, "I can't wait any longer."

"First seat?"

"Qin Mu was born in the Demon Sect and is very scheming. It will be difficult for us to find him if he hides." The head of Mingde said slowly, "I can only try to activate the Qingjing Bamboo and clean up this sea area. If I'm lucky..."

Master Chengkong immediately understood the abbot’s thoughts.

He wanted to induce Qingjing Bamboo to self-destruct, or in other words, to strike with all his strength and try to expand the coverage area as much as possible, hoping to find Qin Mu or even kill Qin Mu.

But this was to sacrifice Qing Jing Zhu and his own life together.

What's more, this method may not necessarily lead to finding Qin Mu, so it is better to take a safe approach.

But it’s really too late to proceed step by step…

Master Chengkong nodded silently.

Master Mingde closed his eyes and began to mobilize his last bit of spiritual power.

Even the Yao Chi God, who always had a sullen face, looked a little sad.

But Xie Qingxue suddenly laughed: "I won!"

“…”

Master Chengkong was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Xie Qingxue: "Who won?"

"Jiushan Sect won!"

"The Jiushan Sect killed two gods and captured one!"

"The Seven Great Saints have also rebelled and killed the last Demon Sect's God!"

"The Great Free Demon Ancestor has no hope of resurrection."

Upon hearing this, Master Chengkong was overjoyed and burst into laughter, saying incoherently: "Jiushan Sect! Ha! Zheng Fa!"

"It's broken! Chief!"

"I heard it..." The voice of the head monk Mingde was a little weak, his face was red, and he didn't know whether he was hurt or angry. "Xie Fairy, are you telling the truth?"

Xie Qingxue nodded affirmatively: "This was passed down by the disciples in the Nine Mountains Realm."

"In the Nine Mountains Realm? How did Fairy Xie know about this?"

"Well, Junior Brother Yan is in the Nine Mountains Realm. I have a way to contact him."

Master Mingde nodded slightly and looked at the Qingjing Bamboo in his hand with a distressed expression.

He was just about to risk his life to break the formation, but after hearing Xie Qingxue's words, he stopped the surging magic power. Although he did not die, he felt extremely uncomfortable and was seriously injured.

But compared to Qingjing Bamboo's situation, he was still relatively good: he had just activated Qingjing Bamboo...

This can't be stopped!

The Qingjing Bamboo turned into a ray of blue-gold light, sweeping across the surrounding sea area of ​​hundreds of miles.

After the light dimmed, there was no trace of the Netherworld Immortal, nor any trace of... the Pure and Quiet Bamboo.

"Broken?"

"Um……"

The head of Mingde looked at Xie Qingxue with a depressed look. He didn't even need to say anything, everyone knew what he was talking about - you should have said it earlier! "I just saw it too..."

Xie Qingxue was a little embarrassed.

Just now, there was no news from the Jiushan Sect, so Xie Qingxue secretly took out Tongjian and tried to get some information from the forum.

But those disciples got the news very late and did not post it immediately. When she saw the post, Master Mingde was already fighting for his life.

Master Mingde shook his head and felt that it was not her fault.

The auspicious cloud above his head turned, and in a moment, his previously messy clothes became tidy, and his flying hair became neat and tidy.

He was that dignified and serious person again.

The seven of us looked at each other and suddenly smiled.

The head monk Mingde said with a smile: "Everyone, this Seven Dragons Sea Formation is a legend from ancient times. It is quite magical. Now that we have encountered it, we have to learn it carefully."

Master Chengkong and everyone else smiled and nodded.

When they looked at the dark seabed again, they all felt a sense of leisure in their hearts. The seven of them talked as they walked, with relaxed expressions, as if they were on a picnic. In the end, they even began to appreciate the power and limitations of this formation.

Xie Qingxue even reached out and cut off a bunch of magnificent red coral, as if she was going to take it back to admire it. She was leisurely and contented, without any of the urgency she had just had.

They were indeed not in a hurry, as the Seven Dragons Sea Formation did not have much offensive power.

The Netherworld Immortal couldn't escape! After the changes in the Nine Mountain Sect, the formation now trapped more than just the seven of them...

But it was the Netherworld Immortal who set up the formation.

As the seven of them walked, they were still talking loudly about the affairs of the Jiushan Sect, fearing that the Netherworld Immortal had not heard the good news.

"What do you think Qin Mu is waiting for?"

"……have no idea."

Master Chengkong thought about this and felt sad for Qin Mu. He couldn't leave, and he would be found if he hid...

"It's the Nine Mountains Sect again!" The voice of the Netherworld Immortal suddenly came from the formation, "Heaven is not helping me!"

The waves in the surrounding sea surged, and the seven beams of light turned from bright to dim. The bronze pillars in the light shook at the same time and shattered into flying powder.

The sea water slowly receded, and the long-lost sunlight poured down from above their heads.

The sea became especially calm, and there was no more chaotic spiritual power in the water.

"The formation is broken..."

Master Mingde was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said.

Master Chengkong nodded, looked at the sun above his head, and no longer looked for any trace of the Netherworld Immortal.

No need to look for it, once the formation is broken, the Netherworld Immortal will be dead.

"Suicide... haha." Master Mingde suddenly chuckled, "This disciple of mine is the most indomitable. I, the Supreme Daoist, have also pushed him into a desperate situation, but he... never gave up."

“There’s nothing we can do about it.” The Yao Chi God shook his head slightly. “The Seven Dragon Sea Formation is like this. You can’t get out unless you die.”

But Master Chengkong was thinking about something else——

Being defeated by Zheng Fa three times, it would be hard for him not to commit suicide, right? But he didn't say anything, just looked at Master Mingde, who was looking at the sea, pursing his lips, as if in a daze.

After a moment, he sighed in boredom and said, "Forget it, this evil disciple is dead, and now I have cleared the door..."

After saying this, he seemed to have no idea what to say and just flew towards the shore alone.

The six people looked at each other, remained silent, and left the sea together.

After a while, two figures slowly appeared. They were Chen Ting and his senior sister.

They seemed to have been standing aside, but none of the seven gods of Mingde had noticed them! Chen Ting stood aside and watched the senior sister take out a talisman from her arms.

The talisman was completely black, as if it were made of some dark cloth, and the runes on it were extremely complicated. He felt dizzy when he took a look at it.

"This is..."

"Nine Nether Talisman Edict."

His senior sister nodded slightly, her face also serious. She whispered a few spells, and the talisman lit up, or rather, the runes on it, emitted a bright black light, causing the sea water beneath them to darken.

In the sea water, a shadow of a soul slowly emerged.

It is the Netherworld Immortal.

There was a look of confusion in his eyes at first, and he looked around. When he saw the familiar sea and the two people in front of him, his eyes suddenly became alert.

"Who are you?"

Chen Ting didn't say anything. His sister bowed and replied, "I am Shi Linglong, Chen Ting, a disciple of Jiuyou Sect. I greet the Master."

The Nether Immortal's eyes became even colder. He looked at Shi Linglong, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Shi Linglong? Corpse Linglong, right?"

"Nine Yin body, Yin corpse into Tao, Yuanying cultivation, he is a character."

Shi Linglong's expression remained unchanged, and she didn't seem to be panicked that her true identity had been discovered. She just smiled and said, "Master, you have good eyesight."

"You are secretly helping the Immortal Sect? Killing my Holy Sect God?"

Qin Mu seemed very impatient and asked with a frown. It was obvious that he was extremely concerned about the fate of the four demon gods.

Shi Linglong laughed bitterly and said, "With our strength, how dare we get involved in the affairs of the gods?"

Qin Mu nodded, but did not say whether he believed it or not. He just asked again: "Then why did you two stop me from returning to the Blood Sea?"

Shi Linglong smiled and said, "Master, I wonder if you want to live or die?"

Qin Mu looked at Shi Linglong with a cold expression, as if he was not prepared for anything. Shi Linglong lowered her head and said, "I am sorry for being rude. Master, do you recognize this Nine Nether Talisman? This item can allow you to return to life without returning to the Sea of ​​Blood."

"You want me to join the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor?"

"Master, do you want to die and disappear?"

"I will return to the sea of ​​blood and will be resurrected one day!"

"...Master, please don't lie to me. The Great Freedom Demon Sect, does it still have half a god? It's difficult for the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor to descend on his own now, how can he have the energy to revive you?"

“…”

"Moreover, even if the Demon Ancestor can be resurrected, Master is an outsider and a junior of the Demon Cult. How long will it take for him to be resurrected? Even if he is resurrected, won't he waste time? How much chance will he have of achieving enlightenment?"

"Now that the Great Free Demon Ancestor has no one under his command, and the Master is constrained in every way in the Great Free Demon Sect, why don't you join my Nine Nether Sect?"

Qin Mu's soul trembled slightly, as if he was thinking. After a while, he sneered and said, "The Great Freedom Demon Sect is not good, so how good is your Nine Nether Demon Sect?"

Chen Ting spoke up at this time: "Master, do you know where I came from?"

"Where are you from?"

"Nine Mountain Sect."

Qin Mu's face immediately darkened.

"Later, like the Master, I rebelled against the Jiushan Sect and joined the Great Freedom Demon Sect. Now I have joined the Jiuyou Saint Sect." Chen Ting hurriedly began to speak from his own experience. "I dare say that the Jiuyou Saint Patriarch has no sectarianism. He only cares about merit and rewards and punishes clearly."

"Moreover... the Saint Sect is not like the Great Freedom Demon Sect, which respects bloodline as the most important thing."

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When Chen Ting said this, Qin Mu's expression also changed.

He was not trusted by others in the Great Freedom Demon Sect and was excluded everywhere. It had a lot to do with his background. Even though he had mastered the magic skills and had the blood of the Demon Ancestor, he was often treated as an outsider.

"How can I trust you?"

"This Nine Nether Talisman is also a treasure in our sect. If the Saint Ancestor didn't value the Master, we wouldn't be able to use it at all." Shi Linglong explained, "The Master is a wise man. Our sect has spent such a huge price..."

"Forgive my rudeness, but if you want to harm the Master, it is not worth using this talisman."

Qin Mu was not angry after hearing this. Instead, he nodded as if he had guessed it long ago and said, "Nine Nether Demon Ancestor, do you want to attack the Saint Ancestor?"

“…”

Shi Linglong smiled and remained silent, but Qin Mu also understood the answer.

"So...you want me to betray the Holy Ancestor again?"

Chen Ting laughed again: "Master, you have misunderstood. The Holy Ancestor has instructed us to revive the Master and then lead the Great Free Demon Ancestor to the world together!"

At this moment, Qin Mu, who had always seemed very calm, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Both of us?"

"Yes, among the disciples of Da Zi Zai, the only ones who can guide the Great Free Demon Ancestor are me and the Master!" Chen Ting said, "The Great Free Demon Ancestor has always wanted to descend to Xuanwei. Although we are disciples of Jiuyou, we still do not forget to run around for the Great Free Demon Ancestor!"

"How can this be called betrayal? Is there anyone more loyal than us?"

Qin Mu was speechless.

"Master, think about it, at this point, aren't we the only ones that Great Free Demon Ancestor can rely on?"

Chen Ting's words made Qin Mu's soul tremble again.

He was born in the Supreme Dao, joined the Great Freedom Demon Sect, and now wants to join the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor.

This Jindan was born in the Jiushan Sect and also joined the Great Freedom Demon Sect. He had already surrendered to the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor.

The Holy Ancestor can only rely on these two slaves now, it's really...

What a blessing!

…

Yan Wushuang is also struggling with whether to be a traitor!

In the laboratory, he stared at Zheng Fa and the others, and said tremblingly: "Tian... Tianhe Sword Art?"

"One sword creates all things?"

"Sword energy thunders, sword energy turns into rainbow, sword energy turns into silk?"

He looked at Zheng Fa eagerly, as if he didn't believe his ears, or wanted to confirm that he had heard it wrong.

But Zheng Fa nodded.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zheng Fa explained, "I got the inspiration from your secret booklet. In fact, I want to study the Nine Transformations of the Golden Elixir more."

"... How could I not know what was written in my booklet?" Yan Wushuang looked extremely annoyed, muttering, "Could there be Tianhe Sword Art in it?"

"How come I don't know?"

Zheng Fa shook his head slightly and said, "It is indeed very difficult, so we need your help."

"assist?"

Yan Wushuang felt that he couldn't listen any longer, but couldn't help asking, "Assist with what?"

Since Zheng Fa had already told Yan Wushuang about this, he naturally stopped hiding it. He waved his hand and asked Yan Wushuang to come over to him. He pointed at the thunder stone in front of him and said, "Look at this?"

Yan Wushuang looked towards the Thunder Stone. The Thunder Stone looked ordinary, but muffled sounds came from it, like the sound of thunder from heaven, which made people tremble with their souls and made them feel that all evil spirits were scared away.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Wushuang said blankly, it’s not like he hasn’t seen the Thunder Stone before.

"We have observed that the principle of this thunder stone is that the spiritual material particles in it move rapidly and collide, generating a large amount of heat, vibrating the air and producing thunder sounds."

Yan Wushuang was confused after listening to this. After all, he had studied in the Nine Mountains Realm, so he had a vague understanding of what particles and heat were.

What he didn't understand was what Zheng Fa said had to do with Tianhe Sword Art.

"What I want to say is, is the sword energy and thunder sound related to this?"

“…”

Yan Wushuang was stunned. He looked at the broadsword in his hand and then at the Thunder Stone.

Can these two things be the same?

Zheng Fa looked at him, actually feeling very uncertain in his heart. Their research on Tianhe Sword Dao, or the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir Method, was not going smoothly.

Take this Thunder Stone for example. After scanning it with the Five-Colored Divine Light, Zheng Fa was almost certain that this thing also contained the Gold and Fire Twin Symbols combined with an atom.

These two sub-talismans caused the spiritual material particles in the Thunder Stone to separate and combine, move rapidly, and collide violently, forming thunder.

But the problem is... thunder is an acoustic phenomenon, and there are many possible reasons.

If we only talk about the sword energy and thunder sound, maybe it's because of some kind of thunder method, or maybe it's just that the sword technique of the Tianhe School is too powerful, and the flying sword is too fast, which brings out the sword whistling.

So, the question arises:

How can we be sure that this thing is consistent with the principles of Tianhe Sword Art?

Another problem also stands out, even without considering the principle, assuming that their guesses are correct.

Zheng Fa also didn't know how to combine multiple sub-symbols with one atom.

Simply put, they lack so much in this area that they are like a blind man groping in the dark.

I still have to find someone from Tianhe Sect to ask.

The best candidate is naturally Yan Wushuang! "You want me to help you study Tianhe Swordsmanship?"

Yan Wushuang took two deep breaths and asked slowly, enunciating each word.

Seeing that he seemed a little reluctant, Zheng Fa explained, "I can promise that I will try my best not to ask you, Brother Yan, to reveal our secrets."

Zheng Fa did not come up with this idea to comfort Yan Wushuang, but he had had it for a long time.

Because of the message from Venerable Tianhe, he was still a little hesitant to study the authentic Tianhe swordsmanship. Therefore, he didn't really want to refer to the Tianhe School's magic formulas.

The most optimistic scenario is to develop a Nine Mountains version of Tianhe Sword Art.

In fact, Zheng Fa didn't really covet this thing, but the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir Method made him very concerned.

"So what do you want me to do?"

Yan Wushuang was puzzled.

He had actually suspected that Zheng Fa wanted to steal the Tianhe technique. These people were talking about studying Tianhe swordsmanship in front of him, the son of the Tianhe Sect Leader...

It's hard to convince people! No matter how you look at it, it looks like he's trying to seize the Tianhe inheritance.

But Zheng Fa's expression seemed to show that he disliked the Tianhe technique...

"There are two places where Brother Yan might be able to help."

Zheng Fa asked directly: "First, Brother Yan, have you ever learned Sword Qi Thunder Sound, or Sword Qi Transformed into Rainbow?"

"Sword Qi turns into rainbow..." Yan Wushuang thought for a moment and said, "This is the method that all Tianhe disciples will learn after reaching the Golden Core stage."

"Sword Qi Thunder Sound is actually a little simpler than Sword Qi Transformed into Rainbow. I am also proficient in thunder magic and I learned it during the Foundation Establishment Stage."

"What about the rest? Like turning swords into thousands and refining swords into silk?"

Yan Wushuang was a little depressed. He shook his head and said, "These two methods have been lost in the sect."

"Then Brother Yan, I hope you can help us with two things."

Zheng Fa said, "First, try your best to perform Sword Qi Thunder Sound and Sword Light Transformed into Rainbow, and let us observe."

Yan Wushuang nodded slightly, seeming to relax a little: "This is easy."

"The second is to let me scan your sword."

Yan Wushuang was startled, and looked at Zheng Fa, who nodded at him and said, "This is the most crucial point."

The method of Venerable Tianhe is actually based on his own natal magic weapon. If there is any secret of Tianhe swordsmanship, it must be on the Tianhe sect's natal flying sword.

The only people Zheng Fa could hope to borrow the Tianhe Sect's flying sword from now were Yan Wushuang or Old Han.

Old Han is now avoiding suspicion and has never come to Jiushan Sect, so Yan Wushuang is naturally the most suitable person.

What's more, judging from the booklet, Yan Wushuang trusted him highly enough.

Yan Wushuang was a little silent, his expression was very conflicted. On the one hand, as a disciple of Tianhe Sect, he had always been proud of it and even wanted to restore order in Tianhe Sect.

Naturally, they don't want other sects to research their own secret techniques.

Even Zheng Fa felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, news is one thing, and skills are another.

On the other hand, the natal spiritual treasure is very special and there is another layer of taboo.

Seeing that he was still hesitating, the Blood River Patriarch beside him became impatient and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

“…”

Yan Wushuang looked up blankly.

"Does your Tianhe sect have the complete Tianhe Sword Art?"

"without."

"Then what you should be afraid of is that Zheng Fa and his men will develop the Tianhe Sword Dao without you..." The Blood River Patriarch laughed strangely, "At that time, the Tianhe Sect will be entirely in the Nine Mountains Realm!"

Yan Wushuang's expression was somewhat shaken, and the Blood River Patriarch said again:

"Don't believe it? Think about it, to whom did the Qingjing Bamboo originally belong? Where is the complete Qingjing Bamboo now?"

"No matter how difficult the Tianhe Sword Dao is, is it harder than raising a pure bamboo?"

"You, the Tianhe Sect, want to be the next Supreme Daoist?"

Yan Wushuang's face turned pale and blue, and then he heard the Blood River Patriarch say earnestly: "Do you think Zheng Fa is looking for you because of your method? This is to give you a chance to learn the Tianhe swordsmanship..."

He looked at Zheng Fa, and gratitude actually appeared on his face.

Zheng Fa looked at the Blood River Ancestor. With his ability in persuading people to surrender, even a spirit being could not stop him!

(End of this chapter)