Somewhere in Beizhou, the void wrinkled slightly, and a boy about ten years old appeared in mid-air.
The young man was wearing a purple short-sleeved shirt, with short hair slightly draped over his shoulders. He had bright eyes and white teeth, and looked so perfect that he didn't seem like a human being.
"Although I have successfully nurtured an immortal body with the help of the Tianchi Lake and that piece of the immortal's finger, the immortal soul refined by the peaches alone does not seem perfect." The young man spread out his palms, looked at his crystal-clear arms like jade, and frowned slightly.
"Although the Peach Dao Fruit is powerful, it is ultimately a human thing and is still a little lacking. To make up for the deficiency of Dao Yun Immortal Soul, it seems that other Dao Fruits are needed."
"Hmm... peaches, hibiscus flowers, locust branches, lotus seeds of good fortune, and... ginseng fruit."
"Not bad, not bad. Refining all the Dao sources of these Dao fruits should make the Dao Yun Immortal Soul perfect. Very good..."
The young man smiled slightly, and his face, which was as crystal clear as jade, showed a creepy smile.
"Very good, then, let's do it one by one."
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There aren't many kinds of Taoist fruits in Beizhou, but they are definitely not limited to peaches. Apart from the peaches from Beitianmen, there are only hibiscus flowers, locust branches, lotus seeds of creation, etc., but they are slightly inferior in quality and effect.
"The hibiscus flower belongs to the Xuanwu Pavilion of the Sifang Pavilion, the spiritual locust tree branch belongs to Chaoyang City, the fortune lotus seed is in the Baiyang Academy, and the peach is in the Beitian Gate. The fact that our Taixuan Sect can be ranked as a holy place is also partly due to the ginseng fruit."
“Although the ginseng fruit is only a third-grade Taoist fruit, it also possesses a powerful Taoist rhyme. If one can gain enlightenment from it, ascending to a higher realm is not uncommon.” Zhou Yuan looked at the ancient ginseng tree behind Taixuan Peak with some emotion.
"Junior Brother Chang Yun, please help me pick three ginseng fruits and send them to Jiufeng."
Chang Yun, who was following behind, looked reluctant. "Master, what a despicable man! Ginseng fruit is so precious that ordinary disciples will never have the chance to eat one in their lifetime. How could Jiufeng be so virtuous as to give them three at once?"
Actually, it wasn't Master's idea to give Jiufeng the ginseng fruit, but Senior Martial Uncle Danyun's idea. Senior Martial Uncle Danyun was worried that Jiufeng Li Changan was still upset about the previous incident, so he just wanted to show his goodwill.
Zhou Yuan muttered to himself, saying, "The Jiufeng lineage is rising day by day and is unstoppable. The other lines are no match for it. Building a good relationship with the Jiufeng lineage will benefit all of us."
Zhou Yuan knew clearly that the Chengjian Conference, which was about to begin, would influence the overall situation of Taixuan, and the current strength and status of Jiufeng could definitely affect the final outcome of the Chengjian Conference.
only……
Zhou Yuan looked up at the top of the mountain, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Most of the Taixuan Sect was worried about Chen Bailou, but Chen Bailou himself seemed unconcerned about the upcoming Sword Ceremony. What on earth was he thinking?
Although Chang Yun was very unhappy, he still picked three ginseng fruits and prepared to bring them to Jiufeng Li Changan.
But just as he walked out of Taixuan Peak, a disciple hurried over with a strange look on his face.
"How can you be so flustered?" Chang Yun snorted in dissatisfaction, "What's the matter?"
The disciple looked a little strange and lowered his voice, "Senior Brother Chang Yun, the disciples outside just sent back a message."
"What?" Chang Yun frowned, but didn't take it to heart.
"That disciple said that just yesterday, Ganyang Valley and Wanjian Mountain in the southwest of Beizhou were wiped out by a mysterious powerful man!" said the disciple.
"Ganyang Valley and Wanjian Mountain were both first-class sects, more powerful than Qingyun Mountain, but they were completely wiped out overnight. The entire sect was uprooted and turned into ashes."
Chang Yun's eyelids twitched.
"No one knows what happened yet, but the disciples found it very unusual, so they sent a message back."
Chang Yun was silent for a moment, then waved his hand, "Got it. Report any news to me as soon as possible. If necessary, I will inform the headmaster."
"yes."
The disciple went down. Chang Yun stood there and thought for a long time. The first thing he thought of was those freaks in Jiufeng. There had not been a single case of annihilating an entire family in Beizhou for thousands of years. The only exception was the Beitianmen, where they were wiped out by Li Changan and his men not long ago.
But Li Changan and his companions stayed in Jiufeng during this period and closed the mountain gate tightly. It was impossible for these freaks to destroy Ganyang Valley and Wanjian Mountain. Then, who would do such a thing that was against the harmony of nature?
Chang Yun couldn't think of a result, shook his head and walked towards Jiufeng, but soon, the disciple turned back with a frightened look on his face.
"Senior Brother Chang Yun, there's more news."
Chang Yun's eyelids twitched, and he had a premonition that something big was about to happen.
The disciple swallowed hard and said with difficulty, "The disciples just sent me news. This morning, the Xuanwu Pavilion of the Sifang Pavilion was uprooted. All the more than 10,000 disciples in the entire sect were killed and buried in Xuanwu Mountain!"
"What!"
…
The Nine Peaks Mountain Gate, which had been closed to prevent retaliation from the disciples of other peaks, was finally opened after a few days.
Li Changan dragged his almost disabled body and climbed to Shenxiang Peak with difficulty.
The meeting hall of Shenxiang Peak was destroyed in the thunderstorm two days ago. There was only time for a simple cleanup and no time to rebuild it.
In the square in front of the meeting hall, several figures had been waiting here for a long time. When they saw Li Changan appear, they stared at him with wide eyes, suppressing their surging anger.
"Hmph, look at what you have done. My Taixuan Sect is the holy land of Beizhou after all, but now we don't even have a place to hold a meeting. I rushed here in a hurry, but there is not even a place to sit." The irritable Qin Huang roared.
Old man Qin Huang was originally in seclusion at Chiyan Peak, refining weapons. However, a thunderstorm hit some time ago, and the cave where he was in seclusion was turned into ruins. Qin Huang himself almost died on the spot.
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