Chapter 441 Does Anyone Remember?
The gate of Danshan Sect.
A festive atmosphere.
Whether it was the disciples of Danshan Sect or the monks who were watching, they all had joyful expressions on their faces.
Needless to say, as for the disciples of Danshan Sect, so many senior gods who have reached the divine level have come to participate in the competition, which is a sign of their support for Senior Brother Chu.
As for the cultivators who were watching the excitement outside the mountain gate, most of them were from the Dan Realm and naturally supported Chu Ning. The few cultivators who came from other realms also mostly supported Chu Ning.
After all, what Chu Ning has done for the Central Region is obvious to all. Unless someone is a person with an extremely dark heart who doesn't want to see others do well, such a person will not travel thousands of miles to Danshan Sect to watch the fun.
“With so many seniors supporting Senior Chu, no one in the Central Region dares to cause trouble for Senior Brother Chu.”
"So what if Dingfeng Island has powerful Dongxu masters, and so does our Danshan Sect."
The disciples of Danshan Sect were communicating in low voices, and at this moment, a strong wind suddenly howled at the entrance of the mountain.
Whoosh! The wind blew violently.
The disciples of Danshan Sect instantly looked up to the sky with a wary look.
If there is a sudden strong wind in the mortal world, people will simply think that the weather is going to change. However, in the world of cultivators, there is only one possibility for a sudden change in the weather, that is, a strong man is using his supernatural powers.
Many of the disciples at the gate of Danshan Sect are Nascent Soul cultivators and can feel the energy in the strong wind.
In the distance, the monks who were watching were also stunned for a moment. Could it be that in this situation, there was still someone who dared to cause trouble for Senior Chu?
Whoosh!
The wind was howling wildly, and the next moment a cold breath came, and the wild wind turned into a gloomy wind.
The sound of the wind was like weeping and complaining, as if wronged souls were wailing, and the many monks outside the mountain gate felt their scalps tingling after hearing it.
The sound made their hearts palpitate.
This sound was definitely caused by a powerful person who had reached the state of spiritual transformation.
Qin Libang frowned, and the next moment he slapped his palm towards somewhere in the sky.
"Don't be so presumptuous!"
The palm turned into a giant hand and slapped towards the sky. Qin Libang attacked with all his strength and the area instantly became distorted. But the next moment, from the depths of the sky, a piece of white paper fell and landed lightly on the giant hand.
The white paper was light, but as sharp as a knife, it instantly cut the giant palm in half.
Qin Libang looked down at his right hand. There was a bloodstain on the palm of his hand, and blood was dripping out at this moment.
A blank page of paper injured a powerful god.
Hiss! The monks watching took a deep breath. The person behind this must be very powerful.
“Look!”
A monk exclaimed, and everyone looked towards the sky. After that page of white paper, countless white papers floated down from the sky.
As the white papers fell from the sky, accompanied by the howling wind, many of the Danshan Sect's disciples frowned. Why did this scene look so familiar? "It seems like I've seen this scene somewhere before."
"Of course I have seen it. When Senior Brother Chu held funerals for other senior brothers in the sect, he just scattered paper money and played the suona."
Funeral!
For cultivators, especially those after the Golden Core stage, it is extremely unfamiliar.
But he is not unfamiliar to the disciples of Danshan Sect. Brother Chu is not only the chief disciple of Danshan Sect, but also the founder of the new funeral of Danshan Sect.
This has even evolved into a custom in Danshan Sect. Whenever a disciple of the sect passes away, the sect will arrange the funeral, even if Chu Ning is not there.
Therefore, the disciples of Danshan Sect see this scene every few years or even decades.
Qin Libang looked grim. The other party was making such a funeral scene at the gate of Danshan Sect at this time, which was clearly a deliberate provocation. He took the next step and was about to head deep into the sky. At this moment, a hand pressed on his shoulder.
The master of the sixth peak of Danshan Sect appeared at the entrance of the mountain.
"Elder Qin is responsible for taking care of the guests. I will leave this to you."
Seeing the Peak Master appear, Qin Libang nodded. He understood in his heart that the person causing the trouble was probably stronger than himself, otherwise the Peak Master would not have appeared to stop him.
"Meet the Peak Master."
When the disciples of Danshan Sect saw the master of the Sixth Peak, they immediately bowed respectfully. The cultivators watching outside the mountain gate then realized that the person who appeared was the master of the Sixth Peak of Danshan Sect.
"It is rumored that several peak masters of Danshan Sect are extremely powerful, but they are obsessed with alchemy and cultivation, and rarely set foot in the outside world."
"Danshan Sect is a complex sect. These peak masters spend most of their time refining pills, so they naturally don't show up often. However, each peak master has the strength of the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm."
Lu Jun, the master of the Sixth Peak, stared at the sky with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He raised his right hand and a wave of fire shot up into the sky, roaring towards the sky.
Wherever it went, white papers turned into ashes, and even the gloomy wind stopped instantly.
"You are playing tricks. I want to see what you are really capable of."
Lu Jun's figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already on the head of the fire dragon.
Deep in the sky, a figure appeared in front of everyone. It was a skinny old man in a white robe, holding a mourning stick in his hand. The white papers fell from the stick.
The old man had a pale face and a grim expression, and together with the mourning stick, he looked like a ghost from the underworld.
"I don't have any ability. I just cry for the dead."
The old man waved the mourning stick in his hand, and the sad wind sound from before appeared again.
"Back then, Shan Zong's actions harmed countless cultivators, caused the death of countless warriors, and destroyed countless sects..."
"Does anyone remember that there were corpses all over the ground?"
"Does anyone remember the bloody pestle?"
"Does anyone remember the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood?"
As the old man spoke, pictures appeared in the sky.
There were corpses everywhere, fallen warriors, various broken magical weapons and artifacts, and destroyed mountains and rivers.
"Now everyone is praising the great achievements of the Shan Clan's sinners, but the world seems to have forgotten that it was not the Shan Clan's sinners who defeated the alien demons, but these fallen monks and destroyed sects."
"The sinner has become a hero. How absurd this world is. Black and white have been reversed. Heaven is unfair. The heroic spirits should weep."
Lu Jun looked at the old man and did not continue to attack because there were so many people watching at the scene, and because there was indeed nothing wrong with what the old man said.
Back then, in that great war, those monks and strong men from various factions who sacrificed their lives were all heroes of the human race.
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The sixth peak.
Chu Ning also heard the old man's roar and frowned slightly. Tang Ruowei beside him said, "Chu Ning, the other party came prepared."
There was nothing wrong with the old man's words except that he identified the senior from Shan Sect as a sinner.
A cultivator may not talk about morality, propriety, righteousness, and shame, but that is in private, or when he has absolute strength. Now, in front of everyone, no one can attack him before the old man takes the next step.
Because he holds the truth and the righteousness.
"If I'm not mistaken about the identity of this old man, I'm afraid he has some background."
Chu Ning whispered, he could already guess the other party's plan.
…
"Who are you?" Lu Jun asked in a deep voice.
“I’m Qu Xiangming, a descendant of the Yinming Sect. Before the great war between aliens and demons, two of our Yinming Sect’s most powerful Void Masters, thirty-eight Spiritualization Masters, two hundred and forty-three Nascent Soul cultivators, and thousands of Golden Core disciples all died in the battle!”
The old man's voice was filled with grief and anger, and many monks at the scene were moved as well.
Two powerful Dongxu masters, thirty-eight Jinshen cultivators... If such strength were placed in the current Central Region, no matter which region it was in, it would be the top or even overlord level.
Everyone could imagine the cruelty of that battle, and everyone looked at the old man with sympathy and admiration.
"Yin Ming Sect?"
Lu Jun searched in his mind and found that there was indeed a record of such a sect in the library of Danta Association. It was once a top sect in the Central Region, but it declined later. As for why it declined, the jade slip did not mention it in detail.
It now seems that the Yinming Sect declined because of the great war with the demons.
"No one will erase the contributions your clan has made to the human race." Lu Jun said in a deep voice.
"No one will be wiped out?" The old man suddenly laughed wantonly, and the next moment he shouted sternly: "Then tell me, where is the mountain gate of my Yinming Sect now? Why were the few remaining disciples of my Yinming Sect forced to move out of the mountain gate? Is this what they call not being wiped out?"
Lu Jun was silent.
The monastic world is moral, but also realistic and cruel.
Although the strong men of Yinming Sect died in the battle with the demons, the remaining disciples of Yinming Sect were unable to defend the precious land of the mountain gate, so naturally other forces would covet it.
"Now tell me, should my Yinming Sect settle this account with Chu Ning?"
Qu Xiangming swept his eyes towards the gate of Danshan Sect and towards the Sixth Peak where Chu Ning was.
Chu Ning's eyes narrowed, and Tang Ruowei beside him immediately grabbed Chu Ning's hand: "Don't be impulsive, your sect leader and the seniors will handle it."
"The other party is coming for me. This matter can only be resolved if I step forward. Besides, do you think I am an impulsive person?"
Chu Ning grabbed Tang Ruowei's hand, patted the back of her hand with his other hand, gave her a reassuring look, then let go of Tang Ruowei's hand, stepped out from the top of the mountain, and his figure turned into a rainbow light and went towards the sky.
Chu Ning appeared at the mountain gate, and Qin Libang beside him immediately sent a message: "Chu Ning, let the sect master and the peak master handle this matter. You shouldn't show up at this time."
"Elder Qin, the other party is coming for me, and this involves the past grudges of the Shan Sect. It would be inappropriate for me not to show up."
Chu Ning shook his head slightly, sent a message back, and then looked at the old man calmly. Facing the old man's resentful expression, he said calmly: "This account should indeed be settled."
"I thought you didn't dare to show up!"
When the old man saw Chu Ning show up, there was immense resentment in his eyes. Back then, the low-level disciples of the Yinming Sect directly switched to other sects, and the descendants of those powerful ones had to hide their identities and change the names of their sects in order to prevent being wiped out by those sects that wanted to seize the mountain gate.
Qu Xiangming is the descendant of a powerful Dongxu master from the Yinming Sect.
If there was no man from Shan Sect, why would their ancestors of the Qu family have to leave their hometown and hide their identities? If Yinming Sect was still there, why would he be trapped in the late stage of Spirit Transformation? With his talent, he would now have the opportunity to enter the Dongxu Realm.
Chu Ning bowed deeply to Qu Xiangming.
"I cannot bear your bow."
Qu Xiangming dodged, with disdain in his eyes.
"Senior, you have misunderstood. This bow of mine is not for you, but for all the seniors of Yinming Sect who fought for the human race against the alien demons."
(End of this chapter)