Because we walked slowly on the road, it took three days to return to Taixuanzong.
After returning to Jiufeng, Zong Ting and Baili Batian rushed over.
In just three days, Zong Ting seemed to have aged a lot. His originally handsome face was now covered with stubble, and his eyes were red, exuding anxiety and fatigue.
"Brother Chang'an, how is Chaoyang City? Is my father okay? And Uncle Baili, how are they?"
Li Changan patted Zong Ting's shoulder and said, "Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise you would have become an orphan."
Zong Ting's expression changed, and Li Changan waved his hand, "Your father is fine. Although Chaoyang City has been damaged, it's not a big problem. It's just the sword tomb that was destroyed."
The sword tomb is destroyed?
Zong Ting stood there in a daze.
Jiang Xuan waved his hand, and a huge shadow flew out from the Tianji Plate and landed on the top of the Jiufeng Peak. The thick roots waved and penetrated into the soil. The dense branches of the spiritual locust tree waved, covering most of the peak.
Li Changan touched his chin and looked at the spiritual locust tree, then looked at the original old locust tree.
There used to be an old locust tree on the top of Jiufeng Peak. It was just an ordinary tree. Apart from growing a little thicker over the past hundred years, it did not generate any spiritual energy.
Well, do you want to chop it off and beg for mercy?
After thinking about it, I decided to give up. Although it seems a bit redundant, I have feelings for it after all.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Houyi appearing from nowhere, frowning and looking at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the trunk of the old locust tree and pulled it up by the roots.
"Go!"
He shook his hand and threw it out of the Ninth Peak, and no one knew where it flew to.
"Fuck, what are you doing!" Li Changan was unhappy.
Hou Yi touched his chin and breathed a sigh of relief. "Big Brother, please pay attention to the layout. Having two spiritual locust trees on the nine peaks is enough. That old locust tree is a bit of an eyesore and not neat at all."
Li Changan: "..."
He wanted to strangle this bastard with advanced OCD.
Baili Youqin, who was standing aside, suddenly came up and asked, "Brother Chang'an, how is my father?"
Li Changan thought about it and said, "I was injured a little, which will affect my future practice, but I'm lucky I didn't die."
Baili Youqin bit her lip and lowered her head slightly. "Youqin asks for leave from you, Senior Brother. I want to go back to Chaoyang City."
Li Changan waved his hand. "Your father specifically told me to stay in Jiufeng to practice. Chaoyang City is in chaos right now, and there's always danger. Even though Ziwei has retreated, no one knows if he'll come back. So you'd better stay."
"No, I want to go back to Chaoyang. I want to see my dad."
Baili Youqin stared and said decisively.
"I knew it would be like this..." Li Changan rubbed his brows, "Wait a few days until the Chaoyang City teleportation array is repaired. Then I'll let Zong Ting accompany you back."
"Stay here for now and don't cause any trouble." Li Changan patted Zong Ting, "Keep an eye on your wife, you hear me?"
…
After sending the young couple away, Li Changan lay down on his rattan chair, but there was no expression of comfort on his face.
"It seems that the aftereffects of the last battle at Beitianmen are slowly showing up."
Li Changan said with some annoyance, "Beizhou has been closed for thousands of years. The only passage is in the hands of Beitianmen. Now that the Ziwei Sword is broken, the passage between the two worlds has become problematic."
"That little fellow who calls himself Sanwa can't be an exception. Who knows, quite a few people from Zhongshengzhou have already infiltrated here."
Beizhou was already in chaos. There were conflicts among the five holy places, Ziwei's planning, and the instigation of the Wheel King. Now that the practitioners from Zhongshengzhou were coming, conflicts would inevitably be triggered again.
By then, what happened to Chaoyang City and Xuanwu Pavilion might happen again at any time.
"Hmph, what are you worried about? If anyone dares to target me, Jiufeng, I'll just kill him." Jiang Xuan didn't care.
Xing Tian scratched his head and agreed with Jiang Xuan's opinion.
"That's not what Senior Brother is worried about. Central Saint Continent is far more vast than Northern Continent, and its cultivation traditions are very complete. Ordinary sects' traditions, the inheritance of the ways of saints, and even immortal traces are not uncommon. If ordinary cultivators came to Northern Continent, it would be fine, but if one or two saints came, it would be enough to cleanse Northern Continent."
Houyi said.
Jiang Xuan paused, "Probably not."
"I said last time that even in the Central Saint Continent, the number of saints is not large, and they are all the backbone of the major sects. It is impossible for them to cross the border to the Northern Continent at will. Moreover, after the Northern Continent was sacrificed, it was equivalent to being separated from the Central Saint Continent. Whether it is the laws or the induction of the heavens, there are differences. Therefore, cultivators with advanced realms dare not set foot there easily."
"Of course, unless one is a figure like the great sage who sacrificed Beizhou back then, such distinctions can be ignored."
Great Sage?
Li Changan bared his teeth.
It shouldn't be that serious. If a great sage really came, the story would end here. I wouldn't have to struggle to practice anymore. I could just find a place with good feng shui and lie down there. That would be it...
"Saints are always subject to the control of Heaven. After Zong Baiye's incident, I'm afraid a Saint's Heavenly Tribulation will befall him, and his life or death is uncertain." Houyi said, "But ordinary cultivators should not be subject to the interference of Heaven's laws. Who knows, they might come to Beizhou to cause trouble."
"And...immortals." Li Changan followed up with the conversation.
"What is certain now is that Li Jiuzhong is a living immortal in Beizhou. Ziwei has gone one step further and must be an immortal as well."
"Besides this, there should be two more immortals in Beizhou."
Li Changan recalled Li Mingyue's words. "A thousand years ago, they followed Li Jiuzhong down from the Immortal Realm and disappeared. I think these two immortals are probably hiding in the dark, spying on Beizhou. The probability of them dying is too small, after all, Li Jiuzhong is still alive and well."
Jiang Xuan's expression also grew calmer. "So, besides Beizhou, the possible crisis also involves the immortals of Beizhou?"
"yes."
Li Changan looked up and looked at the sky helplessly.
I had been staying on the Nine Peaks for a hundred years and didn’t feel that this world was dangerous and complicated. What happened in less than a year?
"Damn it, get ready." Li Changan said as he stood up. "Fourth Brother, come with me to Cangming Peak. If possible, I hope the Chengjian Conference can be held as soon as possible."
“I always feel like something is going to happen.”
Is this a warning from the Fairy King’s Crown?
Li Changan thought to himself.
…
After settling the Nine Peaks, Li Changan took Houyi straight to Cangming Peak. The Cangming that had been frozen by Jiang Xuan had completely melted, and except for a few unlucky people, not many people were injured.
However, the hostility of the Cangming disciples, who were already unfriendly, towards Li Changan and others increased a lot.
"My master is waiting at the top of the mountain, you guys go ahead." Han Mingfeng snorted coldly.
Li Changan bowed and didn't pay much attention to it. After all, after Han Mingjun was taught a lesson by his third brother last time, Li Changan felt that he and Han Mingjun were no longer on the same level.
Li Changan went straight to the top of the mountain and saw Tang Guang on the bluestone beside the thatched cottage at the top of the mountain.
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