Chapter 597: Fangs of Creation, Haori Rare Treasures
The light curtain is a picture of all living things:
The golden-winged Roc folded his arms and sneered, looking around disdainfully.
Taoist Zaohua and the others were all silent, looking at Bai Lian.
Bai Lian's expression was the most complicated.
Since entering Jiuyaotian, his expression has always been calm, with a kind of confidence that does not need to be expressed out loud.
According to Zheng Fa's observation, among these True Immortals, Bai Lian has the highest status and is implicitly the leader among them.
He was Lu Yao's direct disciple and had the closest relationship with him. He also had many treasures, so it was obvious that he was highly valued. In the past, when they discussed matters, everyone also followed his lead.
Even the owner of this place, the Taoist priest Creation, had to stay away because of his indifferent character.
But at this time, the confidence on Bai Lian's face had long disappeared. His face turned blue and white, he gritted his teeth, but frowned, as if he was both hateful and afraid, and couldn't make up his mind.
Dapeng's words must have really touched his heart.
Taoist Zaohua seemed to see through his dilemma and advised, "Hongmeng Purple Qi is the foundation for Daoist Fellow Lu Yao's enlightenment. It took years of planning to finally have this opportunity."
Bai Lian glanced at him, seemed a little moved, and opened her mouth to speak.
The Golden-winged Dapeng said slowly, "The Hongmeng Purple Qi belongs to His Majesty the Demon King, but the position of the future master of Leiyin Temple belongs to you, Bai Lian."
Bai Lian suddenly closed her mouth again and fell into a meaningful silence.
This golden-winged Roc not only has sharp wings, but its beak is also incredibly fast, accurate and ruthless.
Zheng Fa and everyone present also noticed that Bai Lian had wavered. The reason for his wavering was simple - he was worried that Zheng Fa would take the Golden Lotus and snatch his position as the future master of Leiyin Temple.
Taoist Zaohua spoke again, "Daoist Bailian, Zheng Fa and Leiyin Temple have a deep hatred for each other. How could he dare to go to Leiyin Temple?"
"If he takes the Hongmeng Purple Qi, we may not be able to take it back." Bai Lian suddenly said, "Isn't that right?"
Seeing that no one was talking, Bai Lian seemed to have figured it out: "Fellow Daoist Zaohua, you said we can wait until he gets the Hongmeng Purple Qi before snatching it away."
"But Zheng Fa's methods are strange, and we've been deceived by him time and time again."
"What if we can't get it back? What if the Hongmeng Purple Qi can greatly increase Zheng Fa's strength?" Bai Lian spoke eloquently, as if he had already convinced himself. "Wouldn't that mean we could let this precious treasure fall into the hands of the enemy? We would be committing an even greater sin!"
"Fellow Daoist Bai Lian, you've lost the Hongmeng Purple Qi. If you return to Leiyin Temple, you'll undoubtedly be punished," Daoist Zaohua said sullenly. "At that time, it will be extremely difficult for you to even dream of becoming the master of Leiyin Temple."
"Why would I care about the position of the future master of Leiyin Temple?" Bai Lian clasped her hands together, her face full of sorrow. "It's just that I have been entrusted with the task by my master, so I must be cautious."
He said he didn't care, but everyone knew he did.
"Let's break this Jiuyaotian illusion and kill Zheng Fa directly to eliminate future troubles!" Bai Lian made up his mind and said to everyone.
The Golden-winged Roc laughed loudly: "Okay!"
Taoist Zaohua and others remained silent.
"Are you unwilling?" Bai Lian's voice suddenly rose, and a string of prayer beads flew out from his wrist and floated above the Five Internal Organs Guan.
The rosary beads grew larger and larger, like eighteen meteorites. The shadows they cast completely enveloped everyone in the Wuzang Temple.
There were waves on the light screen in front of Zheng Fa, and it seemed like it was about to break.
He turned around and saw that the Thousand-Eyed Cicada looked extremely uneasy. This uneasiness... came from the Gu God!
This rosary was probably more powerful than what he saw, and even made the True Immortal Gu Shen feel a fatal danger.
Bai Lian's confident eyes swept across the face of the Taoist Zaohua: "These Eighteen Diamond Prayer Beads were given by Master. He allowed me to act according to my discretion."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Bai Lian chuckled and threw the rosary beads into the air in all directions, shouting, "Break!"
Zheng Fa's heart tightened, but he also knew that he could not stop this. Fortunately, he had achieved the status of a wandering immortal and obtained the Taoist treasures of the Five Saints, so it was not a complete failure.
But how to escape requires some thought.
What's more, there is also Hongmeng Purple Qi...
Just as he was feeling both regretful and alert, he suddenly heard a sigh.
Zheng Fa suddenly looked at the light curtain.
The light curtain was completely dark and nothing could be seen clearly.
All that was left were panicked cries.
Bai Lian was screaming: "Creation, what are you doing!"
How could his tone be as confident and resolute as before?
The sound of the light curtain was very strange.
Sometimes it sounds like gurgling, and sometimes it sounds like muffled thunder.
After a while, Zheng Fa heard the somewhat helpless voice of the Taoist Master Zaohua: "I have a close friendship with Daoist Fellow Lu Yao. I have guarded the Nine Lights Heaven for him for so many years. How can I watch you, my dear nephew, ruin our great plan for your own selfish reasons?"
"No... You're not a True Immortal!" Bai Lian's panic and anger were hard to conceal, "Master didn't tell me!"
"No, you deceived Master!"
The light curtain suddenly flickered a few times and finally fell into darkness.
In the end, all that was heard was a gurgling sound and a long sigh of satisfaction.
…
"Is Taoist Zaohua a Golden Immortal?" In the Tiangong Palace of Jiushan Sect, Uncle Pang and others were in a panic.
This was really beyond their expectations.
"Judging from the strength he displayed and Bai Lian's reaction, his strength far exceeds that of a True Immortal."
The Emperor's expression was also very serious.
Bai Lian was holding the heirloom given by Lu Yao, but was unexpectedly captured by Taoist Zaohua.
You know, the Jiuyaotian illusion is extremely fragile, but the Taoist of Creation subdued Bai Lian and others without affecting the illusion at all - this can only mean that the Taoist of Creation is far stronger than these people. It can be said that Bai Lian and others did not even have a chance to resist.
"The Five Internal Organs View should also be a bit strange."
Senior Sister Zhang added.
"But why did he..."
Uncle Pang hadn't finished speaking when the Heavenly Emperor replied, "Hongmeng Purple Qi! He wants Hongmeng Purple Qi... or rather, he himself wants Hongmeng Purple Qi."
"He betrayed Lu Yao?" Uncle Pang understood. "This is a dog-eat-dog situation, giving Zheng Fa a chance."
Senior Sister Zhang slowly shook her head: "No, it's even more dangerous. The day Junior Brother obtains the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he will take action. Then..."
Senior Sister Zhang didn't finish her words, but everyone present could understand the implication of her words.
Zheng Fa was isolated and helpless in Jiuyaotian. Without the protection of the Six Saints, he would definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of Taoist Creation.
"Although the original body can be resurrected with the help of us, it will also consume resources and time, not to mention the Taixu Crown and Hongmeng Purple Qi..."
The Emperor of Heaven added.
"What should we do?" Uncle Pang frowned and looked at Senior Sister Zhang.
"Using the 72 Earthly Demon Transformations, we will ascend Haori Mountain!" Senior Sister Zhang said directly, "First, we must control the portal to Jiuyaotian!"
Uncle Pang suddenly realized: "That's right! Otherwise Zheng Fa won't be able to escape!"
The Emperor of Heaven also nodded.
What Senior Sister Zhang said was actually the most important thing, which was to leave Zheng Fa a way to escape.
Senior Sister Zhang hadn't finished yet: "The Immortal Executioner Sword Formation must begin upgrading. We must prepare for the worst."
The worst plan, of course, is that Taoist Zaohua seizes the Hongmeng Purple Qi and directly leaves Jiuyaotian to attack Jiushan Sect.
Kendoshen's expression was also very serious, and he nodded to Senior Sister Zhang.
The old man spoke at this time: "Since we are going to enter Haori Mountain, we can still make use of the Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they remembered the old man's previous idea of forcing Yun Zhenxian to rebel.
At the moment when Taoist Zaohua revealed his Golden Immortal strength, the value of the Golden Sun Burning Sky Formation became even greater.
Senior Sister Zhang and Emperor Tian looked at each other and nodded slightly to Old Man Yuan.
"The Nine Lights Heavenly Gate, the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, and the Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation." Uncle Pang heaved a long sigh of relief, seeming to feel a little more at ease.
But it was too early for him to feel at ease.
"Incomplete materials?" Uncle Pang stared at the swordsman, stunned.
Madam Xuanhua, standing by, also had a bitter expression on her face. She shook her head and said, "Although we know what the materials on the inscription are, and even Xuanwei now has the corresponding spiritual materials, but... the sect hasn't accumulated that much."
Jian Dao Shen was also very depressed: "To use the Qiankun Ding, the consumption is extremely high, enough to make the Jiushan Sect bankrupt. What's more, there are some rare spiritual materials that we can't find for the time being."
There was dead silence in the Heavenly Palace.
It was the Celestial Emperor who broke the silence: "Back then, the Tianhe Sect exhausted the wealth accumulated over an era in order to refine the Samsara Disk. Even though my Jiushan Sect has a good income, but..."
Although they were not refining the Zhuxian Sword Formation from scratch, too many resources were needed to upgrade a True Immortal-level formation.
How many years has the Jiushan Sect been rich?
"How long will it take?" Uncle Pang still didn't give up and asked Jian Daoshen.
Jian Daoshen shook his head, his expression bitter: "Many spiritual materials may not be found, and they are not available on the market. It is hard to say when they will be ready."
There was a moment of silence in the Heavenly Palace, and everyone frowned.
The resource problem is the most difficult problem to solve. It can even be said that it is a problem for which there is no hope in the short term.
Especially as Jian Daoshen said, many spiritual materials are hard to come by, and sometimes they cannot be bought even if they are available.
"There's also the Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation." Seeing the solemn atmosphere in the hall, the old man smiled and said, "We don't have enough accumulation, so we can just rob the Haori Mountain's formation!"
Uncle Pang nodded and said, "It can only be done this way..."
The Emperor of Heaven suddenly raised his head and looked at the Sword Dao figure. The two of them had always been in tune with each other, and now they were thinking the same thing.
"Our Jiushan Sect is young and has little experience, while Haorishan is old!"
…
Haori Mountain, Yuanzun Peak.
Yun Zhenxian sat cross-legged in a small pavilion on the mountainside.
His eyes were dim, and the Sun-Shooting Bow was placed on his knees, as if he was refining and familiarizing himself with this treasure.
Master Shi Nandang bowed and entered the small pavilion, not daring to speak or approach, and stood aside.
After an unknown amount of time, Yun Zhenxian slowly opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Ancestor, our clan has run out of materials for setting up the Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation."
"Go to Qianqi Peak to get it."
"Ancestor, the master of Qianqi Peak is now Yun Fan of the Yun Clan."
Yun Zhenxian was stunned for a moment and almost forgot about this. Yun Fan's position as the master of Qianqi Peak was given by that fake Shi Nandang. After he came back, he had no time to care about it.
Yun Zhenxian looked at Shi Nandang, his master, and frowned slightly: "What do you want to say?"
"Master, please give me a talisman so that I can draw on the resources of the sect." Yun Zhenxian thought for a while, nodded, and waved his hand. A white talisman fell into the hands of Master Shi Nandang.
But Master Shi Nandang still did not move.
"Anything else?"
"I would like to ask for another oral instruction from the ancestor."
"What instruction?"
"We are mobilizing the spiritual materials from Qianqi Peak. The Yunluo clan has no right to interfere or inspect them."
Yun Zhenxian narrowed his eyes and stared at his master Shi Nandang.
"Master, please allow me to report. You said that there might be people from the Yunluo clan colluding with the Jiushan Sect. If the news leaks out, what will happen to the Jiushan Sect if they are well prepared?"
Yun Zhenxian's expression eased slightly.
He looked his master Shi Nandang up and down, and found nothing unusual. He seemed to think that what he said made sense. Moreover, he was not worried that the Lu clan would cause any trouble, so he finally issued another oral order.
Master Shi Nandang bowed and left without disturbing him in communicating with the Sun-Shooting Divine Art. He went straight out of Yuanzun Peak and flew towards the inner city where the Lu clan lived.
In a yard, a group of "Lu people" were already waiting.
"How is it?" Uncle Pang asked excitedly, "Did you get it?"
The Heavenly Emperor's body was petrified, so the Master raised the talisman in his hand.
Everyone burst into laughter.
A dozen people looked at each other, and without delay, they marched up Qianqi Peak in a mighty and swaggering manner, without trying to hide their tracks.
Yun Fan flashed out and looked at the arrogant Lu people with an unpleasant expression: "What are you doing at Qianqi Peak?"
Uncle Pang swung his body and boldly raised the white token in front of Yun Fan, shouting, "By order of Grandmaster Yun, we have an urgent matter. Hand over the treasury token and account books immediately!"
Yun Fan's face turned even darker, but he was a member of the Yun clan, so he naturally recognized the talisman of Yun Zhenxian.
He glanced at everyone and said to the disciple behind him, "Bring it here!"
Those disciples did not dare to disobey, and soon they held a jade box and respectfully handed it to Uncle Pang.
Uncle Pang didn't move either. He just glared at Yun Fan and the others and shouted, "Why don't you retreat?"
"I am the master of Qianqi Peak," Yun Fan said through gritted teeth. "Whatever you take, I will record it in the book. This is the rule of Qianqi Peak!"
"Rules?" Uncle Pang sneered, "What rules? Haori Mountain was built by my Lu clan, and my Lu clan is the rules!"
Yun Fan snorted, "That's not up to you!"
Uncle Pang laughed heartily, his attitude becoming even more presumptuous: "You have no say in this! Master Yunfeng, take the Grandmaster's orders!"
Yun Fan had no choice but to retreat in frustration. The Emperor of Heaven and his entourage walked out of the main hall of Qianqi Peak. They walked to the back hall and shone the token on a wall of the back hall. Suddenly, the wall emitted a purple light.
The light shone on everyone, as if detecting their bloodline identity. Half a cup of tea later, the purple light dissipated and the wall split apart.
As the group stepped into the door, they saw a glowing corridor extending from top to bottom. On both sides of the corridor, there were glowing caves. Each cave was a warehouse of Haori Mountain - the accumulation of Haori Mountain for several eras was all here.
Everyone looked at each other and finally couldn't help laughing.
The Emperor of Heaven praised: "Uncle Master, your acting skills are unmistakable, you are definitely a member of the Lu Clan!"
"This is so annoying, just acting like himself." Uncle Huang snorted, "He was like this in his early years."
This Heavenly Emperor hadn't expected this. He looked at Uncle Pang's face, who looked a little embarrassed, for a while, then looked at the caves on both sides of the corridor. Thousands of words converged into one word:
"move!"
(End of this chapter)
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