Taixuan Sect, Taixuan Peak.
Compared with three years ago, the current Taixuan Sect has undergone earth-shaking changes. The first is the concentration of power. In the previous Taixuan Sect, power was evenly distributed among the nine peaks, and basically each of them was independent of the other. But now, the Taixuan Sect has only one voice, and that is Taixuan Peak.
Taixuan Peak represents Chen Bailou's will.
In addition, the overall strength of Taixuan Sect has also made a qualitative leap. The original peak master-level figures were originally at the Anti-Void Realm, but in just three years, they all broke through to the Hedao Realm. The number of great practitioners at the Hedao Realm alone even exceeded two palms.
Bai Hei Lian and Hei Bai Lian never showed up again after the Sword Inheritance Conference, but all the disciples of Taixuan Sect knew that the two immortals had been hiding in Taixuan Peak, and their strength had also made a huge leap.
At the top of Taixuan Peak, Chen Bailou sat quietly on the bluestone with a slightly serious expression.
Behind him, Tang Guang, no, it should be said that the Black Lotus Immortal, Black Lotus stood behind Chen Bailou with his hands folded, and occasionally a trace of divine light flashed in his eyes.
"Master, Canglan's door is about to open." Hei Lian looked in the direction of Canglan and spoke softly.
Chen Bailou had a blank expression on his face, but there was a slight fluctuation in the depths of his pupils.
"That door is a passage between the two worlds that was opened up by a great figure in the fairy world after countless years. Thousands of years ago, Bai Lian and I came to the cultivation world through this door, and so did Li Jiuzhong!" Hei Lian gritted his teeth and spat out the three words "Li Jiuzhong".
"But, due to the influence of the laws of the cultivation world, Bai Lian and I were severely injured by Li Jiuzhong, and that old monster from Canglan took the opportunity to seal the gate between the two worlds. Humph, my immortal world could have entered the lower world through this gate and ruled the entire cultivation continent, but... countless years of planning ultimately came to nothing."
"Master, the reopening of the gate between the two worlds will be a great opportunity for us. As long as we control that gate, we can reconnect with the immortal world. Then..."
Hei Lian's voice was full of charm, but Chen Bailou's eyes only moved slightly at first, and then returned to silence.
"Master, the changes in the depths of Canglan will probably attract many forces from Zhongshengzhou to participate. Although Canglan is guarded by that old monster, he will definitely have no time to care about other things when facing so many foreign forces. I think this is our opportunity."
Hei Lian continued.
"Isn't your wish also to become an immortal? If we can take back that door, we can return to the immortal world."
Chen Bailou slowly opened his eyes, his expression was deep and empty, like an abyss or an ocean.
He once told Danyun Zhenren that everyone has his or her own predetermined mission.
But no one knows what the mission of Taixuan Sect Master Chen Bailou is, not even Danyun and Li Changan, who know him best.
But it is obvious that his mission, at least not what Hei Lian said, is to recapture the gate between the two worlds.
"You and Bai Lian go to Canglan." Chen Bailou said.
Hei Lian's eyes lit up with joy, but soon, the joy in his eyes turned into doubt.
"Your mission is not to seize the gate between the two worlds, nor to become an enemy of Canglan's great demon, but... to hand this Taixuan tablet to someone."
Chen Bailou spread out his palm, and the ancient Taixuan Stele slowly appeared in his palm.
Hei Lian frowned, "Who?"
"You'll know when the time comes."
Chen Bailou lowered his eyebrows slightly, shifted his gaze, and looked in the other direction of Taixuan Sect.
That is Jianlu Peak, which has been silent since it was closed three years ago.
At the top of Jianlu Peak, there is a man in a white robe and a black robe, who has been sitting there for a hundred years, guarding his sword without taking it out.
What he was curious about now was what that guy was going to do.
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Somewhere in the Canglan Plain, two figures appeared mysteriously.
The person in front was a noble young man dressed in gorgeous clothes, about twenty years old, with a handsome face and a hint of romance.
The person behind him was a stern young man with black clothes and white hair. He exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away, making people shiver from a distance.
Shengyuan Domain, South Palace of the Holy Temple.
Qinggang Domain, Qingjiu of the Seven Killing Palace.
These two were the heirs of the famous holy land in Zhongshengzhou. Three years ago, they appeared in Taixuan Sect to participate in the Sword Inheritance Conference, but they almost became the nutrients of the Black Lotus Host. After they fought desperately to get the Shenxiang Peak, there was no news of them since then.
Who would have thought that three years later, he would appear in Canglan.
"Hey, hey, hey, why are you always following me? From Zhongshengzhou to Beizhou, and then to Canglan, are you sick?" Nangong finally couldn't help it, and cursed with one hand on his waist while pulling the hem of his brocade clothes.
Qing Jiu had a blank expression on his face and looked extremely cold.
"Okay, I'm blocking your way. Can you please go first?" Nangong said as he took a step back dejectedly.
Qing Jiu still had no expression. He stood in the clouds very stylishly, gazing into the depths of Canglan.
"Okay, what on earth do you want to do?" Nangong was helpless with this stinky plaster. If he didn't fight, he would be too angry. If he fought, it was not certain who would win or lose. If he won, it would be fine, but if he lost, it would be very embarrassing.
Qing Jiu put his hands behind his back and finally uttered a word.
"I want your temple's tracking talisman. Give me one."
Nangong was stunned. "You want a tracking talisman? Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier? It's just a tracking talisman. If you had asked, I would have given it to you a long time ago... Damn it, you shamelessly followed me all the way..."
Qing Jiu shook his head proudly. How could he ask for help? Are you kidding me?
Nangong felt that he had been defeated by this guy. If you want the tracking talisman, just ask me. I'm not a worm in your stomach. How would I know if you don't tell me?
Nangong bared his teeth and threw out a green paper talisman. Although it was a bit painful, it was better than being pestered by this guy.
"Are you going to look for Jiufeng who disappeared three years ago?" Nangong was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and stopped to ask.
Qing Jiu said coldly, "No, I'm looking for someone."
Nangong raised his eyebrows and pondered slowly, "Jiufeng's third brother, Jiang Xuan?"
Qing Jiu stood with his hands behind his back, pretending to be awesome to the extreme, and nodded coldly, "That's right."
"That's the Taoist partner I'm interested in, so naturally I have to find her."
Nangong laughed, "Okay, brother, I wish you success in advance. Hehe, let's say goodbye now and don't bother with each other anymore..."
Before Nangong could finish his words, he saw Qing Jiu's figure standing in the clouds dissipate and disappear mysteriously from the spot.
"Fuck you... Even if you're leaving, at least say hello. You're just pulling up your pants and not recognizing me. I just helped you, okay..." Nangong cursed with a depressed look on his face.
Nangong, who was in a rage, kept muttering and cursing all the way, grinning for a long time, and finally turned around and headed towards Liucheng.
He also wants to go to the depths of Canglan to join in the fun, and he is not the same kind of person as the cold Qingjiu.
But after walking less than a few miles, he stopped again.
"What the hell are you doing!"
The void clouds folded, revealing the shadow of a man.
"Damn it, do you want my tracking talisman too?" Nangong cursed with his eyes wide open.
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