Xiang Sheng saw his disciple in the Yuan Jianmai team, and as expected, the leader was Li Changting.
With Li Changting's understanding of the two major sword intents of heavy water and Gengjin, he could have broken through to the Spirit Transformation Stage long ago.
Perhaps he was afraid that Fang Qingcang would force him to become the master of the Yuan Sword Meridian, depriving him of his freedom, but he had been suppressing his own cultivation and had never made a breakthrough.
Now that the Hunyuan Secret Realm is open, his cultivation level is just right for him to enter it. It must be said that he is extremely lucky.
As for the other sword sects, Xiang Sheng was not familiar with many of them, so he took a quick glance and didn't look at them any further.
Not long after, a green rainbow passed through the sky and landed in front of the platform. The rainbow light dissipated, revealing Feng Yingxiu's face.
The disciples rarely saw the Sword Master in such a group, and they were all excited and saluted together.
"Disciple greets Uncle Feng."
“…”
"Disciple greets Grandmaster Feng."
“…”
"Get up."
Feng Yingxiu responded calmly, waved her sleeve and threw out a green spirit boat that was a hundred feet high, and the entrance opened automatically.
"Hurry and get on the boat, there's no room for error!"
At her command, all the disciples immediately set off and filed in.
Xiang Sheng was walking at the end of the team. He looked up and exchanged glances with Feng Yingxiu. They both nodded slightly, understanding each other tacitly.
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The entrance to the Hunyuan Secret Realm is not far from the Demon-Splitting Sea, and is located in the same weak spatial area as the entrance to the Yin Realm outside the Shuangwang City.
When the Wanmai Sword Sect arrived, the troops from the Piaoxue Palace and the Wuji Immortal Sect had already set up camp in the two areas closest to the entrance.
The space vortex entangled with black and white colors looks like a huge eyeball with scattered pupils from a distance.
When the pupil of the "eyeball" condenses, the secret realm will be opened.
As soon as the spirit boat controlled by Feng Yingxiu appeared, the cultivators from Piaoxue and Wuji Sects as well as all the large and small sects in Xizhou looked up.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Feng Yingxiu appeared with an indifferent expression, and waved her sleeve to roll up the spirit boat.
The next moment, a disciple of the Wanmai Sword Sect appeared out of thin air on a piece of blank ground closest to the entrance to the secret realm.
"Hahaha... Long time no see, Junior Sister Feng. This Qiankun Shift is truly impressive."
From the Wuji Immortal Sect, an old man in a white robe came up to them with a smile.
Although he was generous with his praise, he placed himself in a high position, as if he was trying to point fingers at others.
Feng Yingxiu heard the disparaging tone in the other party's words, but she was not angry at all. Instead, she smiled and said:
"So it's Senior Brother Zhang from Shengxian Peak. I thought it would be Senior Brother Lin who would be escorting the disciples of the Immortal Sect this time. How could I trouble you so much?"
When the branch master of Piaoxue Palace heard these words as soon as he came over, he couldn't help but curl his lips, and finally managed to suppress the raised corners of his mouth.
These words sounded harmless, but in fact they were secretly fabricating the story that Zhang Wendao was old and had weak legs and feet.
Well...it wasn't exactly secret, Zhang Wendao must have understood.
Zhang Wendao felt a poke in the sore spot, and his hands behind his back clenched violently, but he did not show it on the surface, and changed the subject with a smile:
"I heard that there have been a lot of turmoil in the Sword Sect recently, and many disciples have died. I have heard some of it even from afar in the sect. Now that I am here in person, I wonder if you can tell me a little more."
"What Senior Brother said is indeed true."
Feng Yingxiu answered, but only said this one sentence before turning to look at the Piaoxue Palace's branch master with a sincere smile on her face:
"Junior Sister Yin, long time no see."
Yin Ruan is a quiet person who speaks very little and just nods slightly.
Feng Yingxiu and Yin Ruan have known each other for thousands of years. They even traveled together when they were young. Naturally, he understood her personality. The two smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.
Zhang Wenda was left aside by the two of them. Although he still had a smile on his face, it was a bit stiff, and anger was rising in his heart.
How rude of you, youngster, to ignore him like that!
His eyes changed, and it was unknown what he was thinking about. His anger suddenly subsided and he turned and walked away.
Feng Yingxiu turned her gaze and looked at his departing back, frowning slightly.
"Sister, do you feel something is wrong?"
Yin Ruan secretly conveyed the message and when it came to serious matters, she had a lot to say.
"Junior sister, I've also felt something strange these past two days.
Zhang Wendao said that this person's life was coming to an end, and in recent years he had become more and more arrogant and disregarded others.
Before you came here, he came over arrogantly and pointed fingers at me. I even gently criticized him a few times, but he never got angry.
Feng Yingxiu narrowed her eyes, "He is not the type to keep silent. A lot of the information I have given you over the years has been proven to be true."
She had never lost contact with Yin Ruan, and the so-called "long time no see" was just a lie to paralyze Zhang Wendao.
Yin Ruan's eyes grew stern upon hearing this. "Just in case, I've left a lot of backup plans among my disciples. Are you prepared, Senior Sister?"
Feng Yingxiu thought of Xiang Sheng, and her mind became much calmer. She smiled and said in a voice transmission, "Of course."
Yin Ruan was still a little worried. She had heard that things were not going well within the Sword Sect recently. The quality of the Sword Sect's disciples was getting worse with each passing year, and the current generation might not even be able to match those of the Piaoxue Palace.
However, Senior Sister Feng never mentioned the Sword Sect’s predicament in her messages. If we tried to force our help, she would definitely refuse.
After thinking about it, Yin Ruan suddenly had an idea and said in a voice transmission: "The secret realm is vast and sparsely populated. Why don't we exchange distress messages? It can also be considered as a layer of protection."
"Okay."
Feng Yingxiu readily agreed, and after the two secretly exchanged messages for help, they immediately separated.
The conversation between the two parties seemed to take a long time, but in fact the voice was transmitted very quickly, and Zhang Wendao did not notice anything unusual.
On the other side, Xiang Sheng and Tong Qiu Shuang’s tents had been set up.
Tong Qiu Shuang sat in front of the tent somewhat awkwardly, sometimes taking out Qingyin Pills to count them, sometimes carefully reading the description in the jade slips, and sometimes looking up to observe the entrance.
Finally, she put down the jade slip and said to Xiang Sheng, who had been resting with his eyes closed, "Junior Sister Chen, I see that the pupil of the entrance is seven points focused. It should be not far from the day of opening."
Xiang Sheng didn't open his eyes, but just said "hmm" casually as a response.
Seeing her so calm, Tong Qiu Shuang couldn't help but feel envious. Junior Sister Shen was younger than her, but her temperament was much more stable than her.
She had also heard rumors that Junior Sister Shen was secretly taken down the mountain by Senior Brother Wuming Peak, thus delaying her cultivation.
She originally felt sorry for Junior Sister Shen, but now she felt that there was nothing wrong with going out to gain experience earlier.
Tong Qiu Shuang was lost in thought as she watched the senior sisters nearby who had high cultivation levels seriously discussing something.
She knew that her strength was low, so after entering the secret realm, she could only stay on the periphery to gain more experience and consciously did not get involved.
Out of boredom, she took out the jade slip and pondered it over and over again.
Suddenly, she let out a soft exclamation and her fingertips brushed against a transparent sword-shaped mark on the side of the jade slip.
She glanced at Xiang Sheng carefully, secretly took off the jade token, and put it together with the jade slip.
When she compared the two, her eyes widened in shock.
The sword-shaped mark on the jade token is exactly the same as the one on the jade slip!
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