Chapter 234: The Disaster Water Diverted to the East
Lu Yan heard the cursing but did not respond. He just drank his tea. The zombie puppet hit him with a hidden weapon, which directly broke all of his teeth. The man covered his mouth and fell to the ground in pain, almost choking to death by the blood foam.
The corpse puppet's voice was cold and calm: "If you dare to say something rude again, I will lift the lid of your head!"
The men standing nearby slammed their desks and stood up when they saw this. It was obvious that they had murderous intent in their eyes, but due to Lu Yan's unpredictable abilities, they could only hold back for the time being. They held back their anger and said, "My dear, you and my Huangsha Sect have no grudges against each other. You slandered me first and then hurt my disciples. What is your intention? If you don't give us an explanation, we will report it to the sect and ask Mr. Tanyue to come out and administer justice!"
The following sentences contain a hint of threat.
The sword sects in the world are headed by Wuwang, and the sword practitioners in the world respect Tanyue. The latter has become like the "leader of the Immortal Alliance", and whenever they encounter injustice, they will ask him to come forward to administer justice.
You should know that Huangshamen was called Huangshazong hundreds of years ago. Later, it merged with Wuwangzong to seek protection and changed its name to Huangshamen. Since then, they have shared weal and woe. This scholar has offended Huangshamen, which is equivalent to offending Wuwangzong in a sense, which is tantamount to challenging the authority of Taisui.
Before Lu Yan opened his mouth to speak, Liu Lianqing had already shouted angrily, "Bah! So what if the donor is here? Do you really think that the Wuwang Sect is invincible?! Others may be afraid of him, but I am not afraid of him in the Feixing Sect. When did even running dogs like you dare to come out and bark in front of this young hero!"
Liu Lianqing's rage was not without reason.
Logically speaking, the three sects have always been of the same blood and should not have torn their faces apart. However, ever since the Wuwang Sect led the people to suppress the Demon Realm Lord Fuguang a thousand years ago, the status of the sect has been slightly higher than that of others, and it has become increasingly domineering. Not only has it suppressed the sects below it everywhere, it has also attempted to annex them.
Those big sects still have the power to protect themselves, but it is hard to say for third-rate small sects like the Huangsha Sect. Hundreds of years ago, they were gradually merged into the Wuwang Sect. Now they have more and more disciples, and there are tens of thousands of them. Relying on the power of the Wuwang Sect, they can do whatever they want. It is not uncommon for them to snatch the merits and treasures of other sects when hunting for monsters and treasures. What's worse, it is not uncommon for them to kill each other with a single sword when a conflict occurs.
A few months ago, a team of inner disciples from Feixing Sect were ordered to go to Posa Realm for trial. They found a secret treasure there, which was accidentally snatched away by people from Wuwang Sect. A conflict broke out between the two sides, and the other side relied on their numbers to directly disable the tendons and veins of several leading Feixing Sect disciples. This bloody battle has not been vindicated to this day.
The Feixing Sect came to argue several times, but the Wuwang Sect always took sides, probably because the other party was too powerful and they had to swallow their pride. Even this Sword-Asking Conference was given by the donor, and all the sects and schools had to come.
Liu Lianqing is the young master of Feixing Sect, and his status is different from that of ordinary disciples. When he saw the people of Huangsha Sect constantly seeking justice from Tanyuejun, the new and old grudges added together made him furious, and he wished he could kill all these guys who relied on their power to gain power!
The man who was speaking was also surprised. He obviously didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who didn't even take his donor seriously. He then sneered, "Okay, okay, the Feixing Sect is indeed very powerful. I will definitely convey what Young Hero Liu said today to Mr. Donor, and I promise not to leak a single word!"
Yuqi looked at Lu Yan again and said, "Scholar, you keep saying that there are people imprisoned in the dungeon of Jiuqu Mountain in Huangsha Sect. You should know that it is just empty talk. If you can't give us a clear answer in front of all the guests in the inn today, don't blame us for being rude!"
Nowadays, everything must be done with a legitimate reason. If Lu Yan can't give a clear explanation, no one will say a word against it even if they immediately return to the sect and ask the elders to kill this scholar who is misleading people with his evil words.
Hen Hong also asked anxiously: "Master Lu, is there a misunderstanding here? Why is my father in Huangshamen?"
Lu Yan gently waved his folding fan. His eyes were deep purple, his skin was fair, and he looked androgynous, handsome and romantic. Although he was wearing an ordinary scholar's gown, he somehow made people feel that he was not ordinary:
"If I were to mention this, it would be a long story, and it happens to be related to a prophecy."
"During the Tianwu Year, a saint calculated that a soul had descended from the blood pool in the Watian Divine Realm, and it might help the cultivators of the world to reopen the gates to immortality. All three realms were shocked."
Every word Lu Yan spoke was like a huge rock hitting everyone's heart. In an instant, almost everyone in the inn looked at him with a burning light in their eyes.
The turmoil in the cultivation world over the past few hundred years is all due to that prophecy of a saint. Who among the cultivators in the world does not want to ascend to heaven and become an immortal? In this world where immortality is cut off, the heart and soul are their last hope. Unfortunately, the saint who deduced this prophecy has long passed away. People in the world do not know the whereabouts of the heart and soul, so they can only fight for it everywhere. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are killing with bloodshot eyes.
When Lu Yan mentioned this prophecy now, no matter whether it was true or false, it made people's heart beat wildly.
"Speaking of this soul, it is actually a divine object from the upper realm. It was left in the human world because Nuwa accidentally left a crack when she was mending the sky in ancient times."
Lu Yan's voice was not loud, strictly speaking it was even a little low, but it was precisely because of this that it seemed even more mysterious. The guests gathered around him unconsciously, holding their breath and listening to him making up... no, telling a story.
"It turns out that the Heart is a divine object from the upper realm. No wonder the saint said that it can help cultivators all over the world reopen the gates to immortality..."
"I don't know where this sacred object has fallen..."
"Is it possible that this scholar knows..."
"Stop talking, and listen to what this gentleman has to say."
At this time, everyone had already forgotten about the Huangsha Gate incident and only wanted to find out more about Xinpo from Lu Yan. No matter whether it was true or false, it was better than nothing.
Lu Yan did not deliberately keep the secret. He pointed his folding fan at the crowd and continued, "The soul fell into the human world and accidentally broke into several pieces. Each piece represents a destiny of immortality, which were scattered around and obtained by different people."
This is actually nonsense. Whether one can ascend to heaven or not depends entirely on one's cultivation and opportunities. There were many great cultivators who ascended to heaven tens of millions of years ago, but they did not have a mind and spirit. I don't know why that saint had to link the mind and spirit with ascension, causing people to kill each other.
However, the heart-soul is not completely useless. For example, among the four Blood Zen Sect lamas who just arrived, one of them became a Buddha in the flesh, because there was a small heart-soul hidden in that Buddha's flesh-soul. Unfortunately, others did not know about it, and Lu Yan secretly took advantage of it.
Someone couldn't wait to ask: "Who got those soul fragments?!"
He asked what was on everyone's mind, and in an instant the gazes focused on Lu Yan suddenly became ten times hotter. If they could be condensed into substance, they would have seen through him by now.
Lu Yan looked at the person who was speaking and asked with a half-smile, "Why don't you say it?"
This person has evil intentions, and it is obvious that he is a brave and aggressive person, with the word greed written all over his face. Seeing that Lu Yan seemed unhappy, he had to sit back awkwardly and hold back his anger.
Seeing that no one interrupted him, Lu Yan continued, "I wonder if anyone has heard of the name of Leizhou Mo Yunjie. He is a local swordsman in Leizhou. By chance, he once got a piece of heart. Unexpectedly, the news got out and attracted someone to hunt him down. At that time, in order to protect his wife and daughter, he took the heart and lured away the assassin. Since then, his whereabouts have disappeared. Because this matter is too secret, only a few people know about it. The people who hunted Mo Yunjie down were Huang Shamen!"
As Lu Yan spoke, his voice suddenly rose, and he folded his folding fan, pointing it directly at a young man standing in the crowd. Everyone looked subconsciously and found that it was Fei Shi, the second direct disciple of Huangsha Sect.
Fei Shi was startled, his face flushed, and he said, "You! You are talking nonsense! What does this have to do with me?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yan actually nodded seriously: "I didn't say it has anything to do with you, but this matter is related to your master, the leader of the Huangsha Sect, Sha Wanli. It was he who led the team to hunt down Mo Yunjie and finally imprisoned him in the dungeon of Jiuqu Mountain."
Fei Shi's face was grim. "You mean my master imprisoned Mo Yunjie in the dungeon in order to snatch his soul from him? That's ridiculous! Not to mention that my master is naturally indifferent and has long been isolated from worldly affairs. There is no dungeon at the foot of Jiuqu Mountain. How can someone be imprisoned there?!"
As he spoke, he fixed his eyes on a woman in the crowd: "Ms. Yun, you visited Jiuqu Mountain when you were traveling last year. Did you see any dungeons?!"
The female hero named by Fei Shi frowned slightly when she heard this: "I have been all over Jiuqu Mountain, and I have never seen any dungeon."
Is this scholar talking nonsense?
Lu Yan laughed out loud, pointing at Fei Shi and shaking his head vigorously: "Stupid, stupid, stupid, just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. There is a forbidden place behind Jiuqu Mountain called Tongtianjing. There is a stone tablet next to the well, which is inscribed with 'There is no straight place in the Jiuqu, and the place where the curve ends is straight'. There are traps set up under the well. Once you break it, it will be a dungeon."
Fei Shi was shocked and stepped forward to question, "Tongtianjing is a forbidden area of our Huangsha Sect. Even my master would not easily enter. How do you, an outsider, know about it?!"
Henhong glared at him, her eyes almost spitting fire: "So there really is a dungeon under Jiuqu Mountain?!"
Fei Shi realized that he had said something wrong and choked up immediately: "But...but when I was a kid, I went to the well for fun and didn't find any tricks!"
"Fool, idiot!" Lu Yan shook his head and sighed again, "The one engraved on the wall of the well is the Xuanyin Formation. You only need to press down the half-broken brick in the middle of the Bagua diagram, and then break the formation according to the directions of the sky, thunder, water, mountain, and marsh. However, the pattern of the water level is missing a piece. You were still young at that time, so I guess you couldn't understand it."
Swish!
Fei Shi's face turned pale and he looked at Lu Yan as if he had seen a ghost. This man knew about the forbidden area of Jiuqu Mountain, and that was enough for him. He even knew that a brick under the well wall was broken and the water level pattern was incomplete. It was as if he had seen it with his own eyes, which made him break out in a cold sweat.
Seeing Fei Shi's expression, everyone knew what was going on. They pointed at him and cursed, "You Huangsha Sect are really capable. You call yourselves a famous and upright sect, but you secretly do such things as taking people prisoner and stealing treasures. It's simply shameless. Where is that old guy in Shawanli? Make him hand over his soul immediately!"
After such a long scolding, the next sentence is actually the most important.
Fei Shi knew that he had stirred up a hornet's nest. His face flushed as he tried to explain, "What kind of heart is this? I have never seen such a thing before. Besides, Master has always disliked killing. How could he do such a wicked thing?"
A voice suddenly interrupted: "He didn't want to do it, but someone told him to do it."
Fei Shi subconsciously looked at Lu Yan: "Who?!"
Lu Yan spoke lightly, and threw a super invincible giant bomb into the crowd:
"The leader of the Wuwang Sect, Tan Yue!"
“Wow!”
The whole audience was shocked.
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