The next morning, Ying Changfeng was in his study dealing with the sect affairs that had accumulated in recent days when he suddenly felt a breeze blowing on his face.
He subconsciously looked up and saw a figure appearing out of nowhere in the room. He was so frightened that the brush in his hand fell onto the paper, leaving a big ink spot.
Ying Changfeng didn't care about the brush, he stood up quickly and asked respectfully, "But is it Senior Si?"
To this day, his respect for Xiang Sheng is no less than when he was in the strange land, and he no longer dares to use the old address "Miss Si".
Xiang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, but he didn't correct her. He turned around and smiled slightly, "Master Ying, did you get through this difficult time safely?"
Ying Changfeng showed gratitude on his face, "Thanks to you, senior, we escaped unscathed this time. The next period of time will surely be much more peaceful."
"That's good."
Xiang Sheng took out an envelope and handed it to Ying Changfeng. "This letter contains the method to unlock the mysterious land. You are to give it to Fengyue Sect. Do not pass it through Tianqing Pavilion."
"How to break the mysterious land?"
Ying Changfeng's face lit up with joy, and he couldn't help but ask, "This place is the Thousand Star Palace's territory after all. Why didn't you do the Thousand Star Palace a favor, but instead chose Fengyue Sect over something closer?"
Xiang Sheng glanced at him indifferently without saying anything.
Ying Changfeng's heart suddenly trembled, and he lowered his head and said quickly: "I am sorry for being too talkative, please don't blame me, Senior. I will send someone to deliver the letter to Fengyue Sect as quickly as possible."
"Thank you very much."
Xiang Sheng nodded slightly, turned around, and disappeared into a gust of sword wind.
Ying Changfeng heaved a sigh of relief, felt his slightly quickened heartbeat, and raised his head, saying, "Someone come!"
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Xiang Sheng changed back to his original appearance, walked out from the secluded place and entered the Sutra Library.
The old man guarding the gate was surprised to see you coming so late.
He bowed respectfully to Xiang Sheng, smiled without explaining, and turned to walk into the pavilion.
At the same time, under the arrangement of Wanjianmen, the letter was delivered to Fengyuemen through Qianxingdian Fangcunji in the afternoon of the same day.
The matter concerned the strange land and the Demon Palace, so the letter sent from the Wanjian Sect, which was at the center of the situation, was naturally taken very seriously. It didn't take long for it to reach the hands of the elder in charge of the sect.
When the elder in charge opened it and took a look, his expression changed slightly. He was about to ring the magic bell. At that moment, all the elders in various peaks who were either in retreat or preaching to their disciples looked up, and then without saying a word, they waved their sleeves and soared into the sky, converging towards the main peak.
A quarter of an hour later, in the meeting hall, all the leaders of Fengyue Sect, except for a few elders who were in seclusion, arrived.
The person in the first seat was a thin old man with white hair and a youthful face. His face was stern and he was intimidating without being angry. His temperament was a bit cold, which was somewhat incompatible with the so-called righteousness of the famous and upright sects.
This old man is none other than Jiang Wenzhen, the Great Elder who has been in office for the longest time and has the highest level of cultivation throughout the years.
Jiang Wenzhen's eyes flickered open and closed, he dropped the envelope onto the table, and spoke slowly, "Tell me, what are your thoughts on this letter from the Wanjian Sect?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the seventh elder, who was the third from the left, said, "Great Elder, I think this is not possible!
The Demon Palace incident has just been exposed. Although it has cleared the Wanjian Sect of their grievances, we still don't know what the Wanjian Sect's own plans are. If we believe it rashly, we may increase unnecessary risks."
"Great Elder, I also think this is not possible."
The Fifth Elder was a calm, middle-aged man, but a sinister look now etched itself between his brows. "The Ten Thousand Swords Sect knew Jiang Yi was seriously injured, yet they still wanted him to personally go down the mountain to meet with their sect's Supreme. This is clearly a trap! I think the Thousand Stars Palace must be behind this. We must be on guard!"
"Although the letter left some room for maneuver, stating that we could meet after Jiang Yi woke up, Jiang Yi had just woken up yesterday, and the letter was delivered today. No matter how you look at it, there's something fishy going on."
"Could it be that the Thousand Star Palace has planted a spy next to Jiang Yi?"
"This matter needs to be carefully investigated!"
Everyone in the hall was talking at once, and Jiang Wenzhen frowned and knocked on the table, "Quiet."
The old voice turned into sound waves that swept across the entire audience. Everyone immediately paused in thought and fell silent.
Jiang Wenzhen coughed lightly and said, "Wanjianmen used to send letters through Tianqing Pavilion, but this time they suddenly switched to Qianxing Pavilion..."
He paused and looked up at the young man at the last seat who had remained silent. "Zuo Jing, what do you think?"
Zuo Jing subconsciously clenched his hands in his sleeves, then immediately released them. He stood up, bowed respectfully, and said loudly, "Disciple, I believe that the owner of this letter is not the leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but is the hand of the mysterious Supreme."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of all the elders present changed slightly.
A hint of admiration flashed across Jiang Wenzhen's eyes. "How did you tell that?"
"I specially read the letter sent by Wanjianmen today. I had intended to use words that were full of compliments, but the letter sent today is completely devoid of praise, which is a stark contrast to the style of the past."
Zuo Jing spoke more and more fluently, "So I dare to guess that this letter was written by the Supreme Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect himself."
"Well said."
Jiang Wenzhen waved his hand and asked Zuo Jing to sit down. "I agree with Zuo Jing. This letter comes from the Supreme Master of Wanjian Sect. It should not be taken lightly."
The room fell silent, and the elders looked at each other, noticing the strange looks in each other's eyes.
Ever since Jiang Yi returned two years ago and fell into a coma, suffering from serious injuries that were difficult to treat, rumors have been circulating within the sect that Zuo Jing should be appointed as the first true disciple.
However, Jiang Yi was well-known as the number one prodigy, so even though these remarks sounded convincing, no one believed them.
Now looking at the attitude of the Great Elder, it seems that his rumors are not groundless?
Jiang Wenzhen seemed oblivious to the elders' reactions. He pondered for a moment before saying, "As the letter states, he first offered the method to break the mysterious land, and only then proposed the conditions. This clearly shows the sincerity of this Supreme, and that he has no intention of disrespecting our Fengyue Sect."
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