"Greetings, Senior Sister."
"Um."
He stared at the three words "Shangyuanzong" for a while, then stepped into the door.
From the mountain gate to the main hall, there are countless disciples walking along the way, some riding flying cranes, some sitting on gourds, and flying with swords. Passing by the martial arts field, disciples holding Qingyun swords are practicing martial arts... and stop in front of the main hall.
"Sister, please wait a moment. I will go and report."
The disciple walked in, and soon a voice of "come in" was heard from inside the hall.
Xihe flicked the corner of his robe and walked in leisurely. White jade pillars stood at the four corners of the hall. A middle-aged man with an imposing presence sat on a chair in the middle. "Qingle?"
Long beard, thick eyebrows, and bright eyes.
He was wearing a crimson-purple robe with mysterious characters flowing on it. It was the original owner's master, Venerable Chang Hao.
His eyes moved around her and he couldn't help but frown: "But what happened? In just ten years, why did it become like this?"
He actually spoke frankly about the two people's completely different temperaments.
Xihe laughed, raised her eyes and looked directly at him: "I am Yuehe, paying my respects to the Venerable Changhao. Please forgive me if I have offended you."
With a wave of his hand, he removed all disguises and restored his true appearance.
Venerable Chang Hao's pupils shrank, and he activated the protective formation without thinking.
Xihe didn't care. She stood in the middle of the hall with her hands behind her back, a faint smile on her face. Mortals are not allowed to call the names of gods casually. At best, they will be seriously injured, and at worst, their souls will be unstable. This is why she rarely tells others her name.
The formation was activated, and countless mysterious characters were circulating around, but Venerable Chang Hao did not dare to act rashly.
Venerable Chang Hao stared at Xi He closely. "Who are you? Why did you transform into my disciple's appearance? Where is my disciple now?"
He counted on his fingers, very worried that something might happen to his disciple.
The disciples outside the hall were shocked and ran to find other elders of the sect. The entire Shangyuan Sect was on alert, and countless elders flew out of their caves and quickly rushed to the sect hall.
Xihe sat down on a chair and said, "Your Excellency, how about calculating your Shangyuan Sect's hundred-year fortune?"
There was a plate of spiritual fruits on the table. He picked up one and ate it without hesitation. When he bit through the skin, the sweet juice containing rich spiritual energy exploded in his mouth. Xihe squinted his eyes while eating.
Venerable Chang Hao paused, narrowed his eyes, and stared at her coldly.
Xi He was unconcerned. "Shangyuan Sect is so full of talented people, they must have already predicted the catastrophe a hundred years from now... But why haven't they figured out the person who will bring about the disaster?"
She turned around and looked at him curiously.
Venerable Chang Hao pursed his lips and said, "Immortals and demons cannot coexist. Resisting the demons is the unshirkable responsibility of all cultivators in the world of cultivation. As a righteous sect, our Shangyuan Sect should set an example!"
This is a matter for the entire cultivation world. Escape? Easier said than done.
He gathered his strength under his palm and began to accumulate power, looking for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.
Xi He shook his head: "Wrong, wrong, wrong, absolutely wrong. The war between immortals and demons is a war between immortals and demons, but the younger generation of disciples of your Shangyuan Sect were almost wiped out, their foundation was completely destroyed, and the top sect was reduced to a third-rate sect. But..."
"That has nothing to do with it."
Each word was pronounced with great emphasis, and the voice was meaningful.
Venerable Chang Hao immediately understood what she meant: "You mean Qingle?"
"Impossible! That's nonsense!"
Without a second thought, he directly retorted, his whole body surging with spiritual energy: "Where is my disciple? If I don't tell you today, you will never leave my Shangyuan Sect!"
A huge electric current filled the entire space, causing the space to be slightly distorted.
Xi He remained motionless. "I'm sure your ancestors know the truth, so I have no obligation to explain it to you. As for your disciple, she's doing very well. I'm not here to argue with you, but your disciple has caused trouble. She destroyed the sea of consciousness of several foundation-building cultivators."
"Your Shangyuan clan is a big family with a great business, so you can handle it yourself."
Get up,
Passing through the violent thunder and lightning without any injury,
When he reached the door, he paused: "I like quietness. Don't come to me if there is nothing to do, and don't come to me if there is something to do." He raised his hand, pushed open the door, and walked out leisurely.
If there were no fog, the tenth-level formation would not be affected at all.
Venerable Chang Hao: "..."
His pupils constricted, and the lightning in his hand grew rapidly, wanting to catch up.
"stop!"
"let her go."
An old voice sounded in my ears.
Venerable Chang Hao paused and said anxiously: "Master Uncle!"
But the voice in his mind had disappeared, and Venerable Chang Hao could do nothing but watch the woman walk out of the hall. Outside the hall, the elders who were running in with weapons in their hands were also stunned when they saw this.
After looking at each other for a moment, they parted ways and Xihe left with a swagger.
Gatekeeper disciple: "...Where's the senior sister?"
He clearly remembered that it was the senior sister who went in, but when she came out, how come it turned out to be a strange woman?
All the elders rushed into the hall in unison: "Master, what's going on? Who is that woman? Why did you activate the defensive formation?..."
Hundreds of people were like hundreds of duck mouths, quacking noisily.
Venerable Chang Hao frowned and said, "Alright, the Grand Elder has summoned me. I'll go take a look first and come back to talk to you."
He flicked his sleeves and flew out of the hall, heading towards the back mountain of Shangyuan Sect.
On this side, Xihe went straight to the outer gate.
She had an extremely stunning face. When she walked out, people who saw her were all stunned. They only came to their senses after she walked away. They tried hard to recall her, but they only remembered that she was very beautiful. They had no idea what she looked like.
The disciple couldn't help but shudder: "Did I see a ghost?"
As soon as Venerable Chang Hao entered the back mountain, before he could even open his mouth, the Grand Elder raised his hand, signaling him to shut up, and looked at the white-bearded old man beside him: "Brother Tianming."
Venerable Tianming nodded slightly and looked at Venerable Changhao: "This is what happened..."
Large sects are particularly fond of calculating their fortunes, and Shangyuan Sect is no exception. In the entire world of cultivation, the one that stands above everyone else in divination is the 'Astrology Sect'.
There are not many disciples in the Astrology Sect, but all of them are masters of astrology.
A hundred years ago, Shangyuan Sect, as usual, asked the astrologers to predict the sect's future fortune. Shangyuan Sect had countless disciples and a foundation built over generations, and now it was thriving. Destroying the sect? What a joke.
But unfortunately, the result of divination is just like this.
"A great sect that existed for thousands of years has suddenly become a third-rate sect, and it will take a thousand years to recover."
Venerable Tianming's eyes were deep and deep. "The person who divined at that time was my junior fellow apprentice. Changling didn't believe it, so he consulted me again. But after repeated divinations, the results were still the same."
"The great war between immortals and demons occurs every thousand years, and the Shangyuan Sect always has the upper hand. Why was it destroyed this time?"
"As the sect leader, you should be fully aware of the sect's actions. Several notable figures have indeed appeared in the demon clan this time, but it's still far-fetched to think of destroying the sect, unless something unexpected happens..."
Venerable Chang Hao seemed to be lost in thought and could not help but recall the words of the woman in the hall.
Venerable Tianming continued, "A few days ago, I calculated again and found that the sect's fortune had changed in an instant. The decline was swept away, and it is still possible to extend it for another ten thousand years."
Venerable Changhao immediately looked up.
The Destiny Master looked at him and said, "The only difference is your disciple..."
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