Within the Xiangyu faction.
Going up the mountain path, the wind-breaking bells on both sides swayed endlessly on long hanging ropes, the sound of bells and music echoed in the sea of gardenias all over the mountain, the large tripod at the foot of the mountain gate was burning with blazing incense, and guests dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing jade and carrying swords flew from the sky and then landed in the square.
"Zhu Zhan's fire is refining the field, and the immortal Fei Hong has arrived~"
"Bibo Tianhai Pavilion, Master Haibixuan has arrived~"
"Shenmu Island, Youtan Valley, Master Bichan has arrived~"
"From the Red Ray Bathing Sect, the Immortal Zhaonan has arrived~"
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Two weeks have passed since the Huangyu Sect opened its mountain gates. Not only has King Dai sent people to visit, but others have also come to visit, and some nearby major sects have also sent representatives to visit.
It’s not that the Xiangyu Sect has such a huge reputation that so many forces care about it, but at this time, the major factions in the southwest and central regions hope to get together to discuss the current situation. Even if they can’t discuss anything, they can use this opportunity to learn about the information of other factions.
As you step into the mountain gate covered with yellow leaves, you can see guests in different clothes in the square. They are talking to each other before climbing the mountain. Some of them are talking about the Xiangyu Sect, and some are talking about the current situation in the world.
"Have you heard? The 'Yanqu' in Xizhou has finally been suppressed."
"Oh, which hero is so powerful?" Someone was a little surprised and asked with a bow.
"It's Huai Chang from the Tiger Roaring Nine Desolate Mountains."
"This name sounds familiar, but I can't remember who it is."
"It's more than familiar. Over ten years ago, at the Red Tower Sword Fight in Luojing, Huai Chang and Gu Lie were both among the final few heroes."
"However, Tiger Roaring Nine Desolate Mountains is located in a remote area and is not well-known, which is why it has been gradually forgotten."
"That Huai Chang is truly remarkable. Single-handedly, he charged into the rain-drenched Changrong River, engaged Yanqu in close combat, wielding his sword in a bloody battle. With a righteous heart, he slew the vicious beast and dragon, restoring peace to the southwestern continents."
Walking on the spacious mountain path, everyone listened attentively to the gray-robed wizard describing the scene of that day, as if they were there themselves. Facing the Yanqu demon dragon that raised huge waves, their hearts were shaken, sometimes excited, sometimes sighing.
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"Finally, the Yanqu fell from the sky and crashed into the Changrong River. Huai Chang grabbed the Yanqu's corner with one hand, bent down, and dragged the monster forward step by step on the muddy and turbid riverbed."
"The rivers were stained with poisonous black blood, and Huai Chang's body was covered in boiling white mist and smoke. With his face bare, he mustered all his strength, dragging Yan Qu forward with difficulty. With every step, the wounds on his body tore open, and the scene was extremely horrific."
"But even so, Huai Chang dragged Yan Qu step by step up the hillside, separating him from the river and making it impossible for him to recover. Then he swung his sword, severing all six of Yan Qu's claws one by one. When he was about to cut off his head, Yan Qu found an opportunity to bite Huai Chang, who was extremely weak. His legs were completely engulfed in blood, and he was unable to pull himself out."
"Hearing this, Huai Chang stopped struggling and instead raised his bloody knife high, thrusting it into Yan Qu's eyeballs, piercing his head and finally killing him."
"From then on, the heavy rain finally stopped, the haze dissipated, and the four continents saw light again."
After hearing the story, everyone shook their heads and sighed with regret. It was a blessing for the people in the southwestern continents that such a hero could emerge. But they also lamented that if someone had helped Huai Chang at that time, he would not have died in the end.
"Since ancient times, heroes are like beauties, and they are not allowed to have gray hair."
"How many people in this world can be called heroes?"
The sound gradually faded away, and the group disappeared at the corner deep in the mountain path. Then, several figures who came from afar appeared in front of the mountain gate.
"Is this the Zhuori Huangyu Sect? It looks quite impressive." A young man in a dark brown robe looked around with interest.
"Junior Brother Qilin is here for the first time, so he's inevitably curious and surprised." The middle-aged man leading the team turned around, looked at the handsome young man behind him, and explained patiently.
"The Burning Sun and Yellow Feather Sect has a profound influence within the southwestern states. During the chaos in the west, many people fled the sea by boat and settled in the east. They gradually assimilated with the local residents. Although their hair color and appearance are no different from those of the East, they still left behind some factions and traditions, many of which are related to the Nine Netherworld lineage."
"The 'Songli Yama Palace' in the Ximu Mountains in the past, the current 'Ningzi Zhaoye Palace', 'Tagu Jianyoucheng', and the Xiangyu Sect where we are today, have all inherited these skills and knowledge to a greater or lesser extent."
"Furthermore, although Huang Feng Xuanwu did not return after traveling west, he asked his friend, the incense-burning fairy Hong Chun, to return to the East and pass on his knowledge. This is the origin of the Xiangyu School, one of the Five Phoenix Lineages."
"Hahaha, senior brother, why do you have to boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige? I know what you mean. You are afraid that I will act recklessly today. Please rest assured, senior brother. I have my own plans in mind." The disciple of Longshu Xuejie Sect, known as Qilin, shook his folding fan and explained himself.
"Junior brother, it's good to know. We have come to assist His Highness by the order of the King. If we can peacefully capture the Xiangyu Sect, that would be the best."
The eldest senior brother of the Longshu Xuejie Sect gave earnest advice. To outsiders who were confused, they might have thought that the latter was the senior brother. But in fact, this disciple known as "Qilin'er" was a genius who had rapidly emerged in the Longshu Xuejie Sect in recent years. In just twenty years, his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and he quickly caught up with the predecessors of the sect. Three years ago, he successfully advanced to the top extraordinary person in the Ascension Realm. He was considered to be the one in the sect with the greatest possibility of breaking through the eighth level and entering the end of the ninth level.
Now, apart from the head master, no one dares to restrain him, and the senior brothers in the sect can only persuade him with kind words.
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