Chapter 86: We are going further and further on Huangmao's road. Can you take us with you?
"Sir, what's wrong?"
The curtains were like clouds, hanging down on both sides of the couch, floating in the air.
Su Qinghan, with the blush still on her fair face, leaned lightly on Jiang Lan's chest. Feeling that he seemed a little surprised at the moment, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and asked.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something interesting."
Jiang Lan smiled and hid the strange look in his eyes.
Just now he noticed the changes in the Niwan Palace. A huge force of luck suddenly surged in and poured around the Qiyun Dao Fruit.
In the dark, he could vaguely see some blurry images.
As he used the Fruit of Life to investigate, those blurry images became clearer, and they were exactly what was happening to Chu Chan in the side hall next door.
He didn't expect that Chu Chan would have such good fortune recently, and he also received a huge amount of luck in return. He even felt the changes in his fate more clearly.
Obviously, this was the opportunity and fortune that Chu Chan had obtained in the original plot before she obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Lord of the North Sea.
This is also one of her biggest reliances to change her original destiny and reach the top in the future.
Jiang Lan already has the Blood Immortal Sect's inheritance, as well as the Dao Fruit of Luck. The existence of the Dao Fruit of Life allows him to plunder all the lives in the world. Naturally, he would not covet Chu Chan's opportunity.
Moreover, in comparison, Chu Chan's Bei Ming Ancient Heavenly Art inheritance is somewhat inferior.
She will also need suitable auxiliary elixirs in the future to refine and purify her cultivation, so as to prevent the magic power in her body from being too chaotic, causing karma and causing her to go astray.
Su Qinghan tactfully didn't ask any further questions.
Jiang Lan quietly comprehended the sudden changes in the Fruit of Life.
At today's tea-making meeting, he deliberately created the illusion that he was determined to obtain the inheritance of Master Zixia. He also took into consideration that Ye Ming was too cautious and that he would not go there easily because he had a residual soul guiding him.
However, Ye Ming's performance at that time made him feel that he was worrying too much.
Just a little intimidation made Ye Ming lose his composure, and his state of mind also had some problems. At that time, he felt that a lot of luck had flowed out of his Niwan Palace.
At that time, Jiang Lan guessed that the destiny in the world was not only related to the fortune of the son of destiny himself, but also had a great relationship with his state of mind.
The mood is damaged, the fortune drops, and the luck naturally suffers.
This mysterious statement made him more certain of his previous plan. Ye Ming was not only a perfect scapegoat, but also a big leek that could continue to grow for him to harvest.
Ye Ming admires Ling Zhuyun. Ling Zhuyun knows that he is the assassin who killed Jiang Lan that day, but she still lies in public to protect him.
This was already an exception for Ling Zhuyun.
If Ye Ming still concealed something from her, it would inevitably cause a rift between the two of them. Jiang Lan gave Ling Zhuyun enough face in public and kindly advised her, saying those words...
In this situation, he can be said to have done his utmost. If Ye Ming does not seize the opportunity, it would be equivalent to giving himself an opportunity to take advantage of.
Jiang Lan has always called himself the God of Pure Love, but this fruit of destiny is making him go further and further down the path of Huang Mao...
Coming back to his senses, Jiang Lan looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, whose starry eyes were slightly narrowed and whose flawless face was flushed with rosy clouds.
At the beginning, Su Qinghan was indeed a married woman.
Tsk, I really deserve to die.
Thinking this in his heart, Jiang Lan lowered his head and smiled, and asked in her ear, "Qinghan has made considerable progress in his cultivation these past few days. Did you gain anything from this teaching and indoctrination tonight?"
"Sir, there are still some things I don't understand, I need your guidance..."
Su Qinghan understood what he said instantly. Her beautiful face was filled with anger. She glanced at him slightly, her cheeks flushed. Her clear eyes were sparkling with water and filled with affection. She pressed her soft red lips against his.
Every time she practiced the so-called dual cultivation, she always felt like she was trying to hide something.
But now, I've gotten used to it. As the saying goes, feelings grow stronger, so this must be the reason.
…
At noon the next day, Chu Yun was practicing boxing in the courtyard, looking energetic. Qingniu was lazily chewing spiritual herbs beside him, occasionally giving him instructions, looking leisurely.
"elder sister……"
Chu Yun stopped and called out respectfully when he noticed someone approaching outside the courtyard.
"You work so hard every day without slacking off, that's enough." Chu Chan nodded slightly, feeling very pleased.
Chu Yun touched the back of his head, chuckled, and asked, "Sister, why did you get up so early today? Usually you don't get up until noon."
Chu Chan felt that he was a little naughty, daring to tease her with such words.
"Su Qinghan was in the emperor's chamber last night, and I, your sister, rested in the side hall for the whole night. Naturally, I got up early today." However, she still said leisurely.
Chu Yun was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Su Qinghan is indeed not an easy person to deal with. I heard from the servants in the courtyard that she used to be very cold and aloof, and she didn't pay much attention to others."
"It seems that she was once engaged to someone, but because she was too proud and looked down on the other person, she plotted to murder him, and then followed Master Jiang. Sister, you must be careful with her, because she has a vicious heart..."
Seeing Chu Yun's worried look, Chu Chan smiled nonchalantly and said, "You are good at asking questions, but you can only say this in front of me. If Su Qinghan hears it, she will definitely say something bad to you, Master."
Chu Yun naturally understood this.
Moreover, Su Qinghan is Jiang Lan's legitimate concubine. In terms of status and position, his sister is far inferior to her.
"You asked me to come to you today. Is there something wrong?" Chu Chan asked without forgetting the business.
Chu Yun said, "I know that my sister is going to the cave of Master Zixia with Master Jiang, so I want to tell my sister some of the news I know, but you have to keep it a secret for me. If Master Jiang asks, you can say that you saw it in the ancestral home."
He trusted Chu Chan very much, so he dared to say this to her.
Chu Chan showed suspicion on her face, but she didn't ask any more questions. Everyone has their own secrets, and she didn't believe that Chu Yun would harm her.
She nodded. “I see.”
At that moment, Chu Yun told Chu Chan all the information about the inheritance of Zixia Zhenjun's cave that he had learned from Qingniu Dahuang.
Including where the cave is located, which is divided into two parts, the bright palace and the dark palace. Only those who hold the token can enter the dark palace. The real inheritance is located in the dark palace. Outside the cave, where are the ferocious beasts guarding, where are the formations, how to manipulate the formations, etc., all these things were told to her in detail.
Chu Chan was shocked to hear this. How did her brother know all this? Could it be that he had been to Zixia Zhenjun's cave in person?
However, she did not ask any further questions.
This news is indeed very important to her.
"There is a puppet-breaking technique in the Dao Seal of the Ancient Celestial Lord of the Northern Ocean. With this information, and the right time, place, and people, I will have a better chance of dealing with the Chen family of the Northern Ocean."
"This will be my biggest trump card at that time."
Chu Chan suddenly became ambitious, her white jade hands clenched, and then she had no time to talk nonsense with her brother, and left the courtyard directly, appearing to be in a hurry and very anxious.
Seeing this scene, Chu Yun felt a little helpless, then smiled and showed his complete understanding.
"This is all I can do to help my sister right now. I can only help her with other things when I become stronger."
He has already planned to leave Anyang City.
Chu Chan had prepared a lot of protective magic tools and various spirit stones and elixirs for him these past few days. Chu Yun felt that they were enough for him to practice for a while.
He didn't want to rely on Chu Chan all the time, especially now that everything Chu Chan had required Jiang Lan's favor.
He didn't want to see his sister being too humble.
During the few days in Anyang City, he could also see that his sister Chu Chan was living a good life and was very much loved by Master Jiang.
Even at a tea-making conference where many talented people gathered, he showed up, which was a great honor for him.
So he felt a little relieved.
"But before you leave, it's best to ask your sister to go find Mr. Jiang and ask for an identity token from the Xiangguo Mansion."
Qingniu Dahuang knew Chu Yun's plan, so he didn't stop him. After all, if he wanted to hone his skills, he had to fight and fight.
With Chu Yun's current cultivation level, he can't help much by being with his sister.
As for Chu Yun not wanting to rely too much on Jiang Lan's power and status, he just wanted to call him an idiot. You are currently eating and using other people's things, even your sister is his person, and you are still pretending to be noble.
If you have the identity and background but don’t use it, wouldn’t you be a fool?
"Will Mr. Jiang give me something like an identity token?" Chu Yun was not sure at all.
"Your sister is so smart, she must find a way to get it." Qingniu Dahuang glanced at him and said disapprovingly.
Chu Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. At worst, he could repay the favor when he had the ability in the future.
…
Noon.
When Chu Chan learned that her brother intended to leave Anyang City and venture out into the outside world, she was still shocked.
Her original intention was to let Chu Yun stay in the ancestral home and live a peaceful life, but judging from the current situation, she had no choice but to change her mind.
Chu Yun obviously has a secret. Although she trusts Jiang Lan very much, if she meets other people from the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future, that may not be the case. This secret may even bring disaster to Chu Yun.
"I'll go talk to the young master about the identity token."
"Young Master should agree. After all, with the Jiang family's token in hand, he can travel freely anywhere in Daxia."
When Chu Chan found Jiang Lan and told him about this.
Jiang Lan was not too surprised.
After all, Chu Yun is a man of great luck. He certainly doesn't want to stay in Anyang City in a corner. Even if he doesn't leave now, he will have to go out and explore and hone his skills in the future.
In his heart, he actually treated Chu Yun as a tool, so he naturally would not refuse his request.
A small investment in the early stage can bring big returns later.
"Since your brother has chosen to go out for training, he will be much more convenient in his daily life with the identity token of our Xiangguo Mansion."
"However, the situation in Da Xia is turbulent right now. The situation seems stable, but in fact, there are undercurrents. With your brother's current level of cultivation, I'm afraid he will easily run into danger."
"When traveling outside, you still need something to protect your life. You take my identity token and take him to Wanbao Pavilion to pick out some useful magical tools." Jiang Lan said with a smile.
"Chan'er thanks you very much, sir."
Chu Chan was a little apprehensive at first. After all, the Jiang family's identity token, in a sense, represented the Jiang family, and it was not something that could be given away easily.
But who would have thought that Jiang Lan agreed so naturally without any hesitation. On the contrary, she suggested that her brother go and pick out some magical weapons for self-defense.
She was deeply touched, and her bright eyes were filled with love that seemed to be overflowing.
At this moment, she was also hesitating about how to tell Jiang Lan that the cave of True Lord Zixia was divided into the bright palace and the dark palace, but this kind of thing, no matter how it was explained, might arouse suspicion.
Therefore, the only way at present is to wait for the appearance of Zixia Zhenjun's cave, and then use an excuse to let Jiang Lan take the token to the dark palace to receive the inheritance.
Chu Chan took the token and left in a hurry. Jiang Lan didn't pay much attention to such a trivial matter. What he was thinking about now was the next plan.
At present, everything is developing as he expected.
As the saying goes, everything is ready except the east wind.
"According to the time, it's time for Taoist Zixia of Zixia Temple to take action."
Jiang Lan stood up and told Uncle Ying to pass the message to Li Daoyi, Luo Ying and other young geniuses, and at the same time to gather the rest of the people.
With the token in hand, he didn't worry about any accidents.
On the other side, Chu Chan, who was leaving with her identity token in hand, soon saw Chu Yun who was waiting for her outside the courtyard.
She told him what Jiang Lan had said, and carefully handed the identity token representing the Jiang family to Chu Yun.
Chu Yun didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.
He was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses.
"Let me take you to Wanbao Pavilion first. You probably haven't been there yet..." Chu Chan said with a smile on her face.
Chu Yun nodded silently and followed her.
At this moment, he recalled the mocking words that Qingniu Dahuang had said to him before. He felt a little uncomfortable at that time, thinking that even it was a bit opportunistic and greedy for power.
But now even he had to admit...Mr. Jiang was indeed a good man.
Chu Chan had no idea of the complicated feelings Chu Yun was feeling at the moment.
Her current status and position are not enough for her to gain a foothold beside Jiang Lan.
After experiencing the tea-brewing conference, she once again had a clear understanding of the power of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
For example, there are those favored girls who are as beautiful as her and have far better talents and backgrounds than her. I'm afraid Jiang Lan can get them with just a wave of his hand.
This also made her feel more and more insecure. She was very rational and clear-headed. Jiang Lan liked to pamper her now, but it didn't mean he would do so in the future.
She still has a long way to go.
…
Just after the tea-brewing conference ended, an astonishing phenomenon occurred near Zixia Mountain the next day.
Thick purple mist rose up, covering the mountains, making them look hazy and misty.
Many monks seemed to be able to faintly hear ancient enlightened people expounding the great truth and resolving the doubts of all living beings.
Such a scene naturally attracted more and more monks and creatures, including some of the older generation.
They mingled among the mountains, and some of them held compasses, searching for dragons and veins, exploring the source of the purple mist, trying to determine the location of the cave in advance.
On the hilltops, visitors from various immortal sects were also investigating. Teams of knights in heavy armor, holding heavenly swords and spears, riding on ferocious beasts, were circling everywhere.
From afar, there was a mist floating around Zixia Mountain, as if it had submerged the entire world.
"Zixia Zhenjun's cave will appear within three days..."
Then, a white-haired old man, holding a compass and with a gleam in his eyes, said with certainty.
Some cultivators recognized his identity and found that he was the elder of the Xunlong family, a well-known family in Daxia, with amazing attainments in geomancy.
After his words spread, they immediately caused a huge sensation and no one doubted its truth.
In the nearby cities, many monks rushed over impatiently and waited there early.
Zixia Mountain, which had already been crowded with people, now saw a large number of cultivators.
Every day, divine rainbows could be seen passing by, and many young people also showed up. Some people came from other places and did not participate in the tea-making party that day.
In Zixia Temple.
Taoist Zixia was still sitting cross-legged on the cushion, breathing a long breath, his eyes half-closed, and wisps of purple mist lingering around him, being inhaled and exhaled and refined by him.
"Master, many cultivators have appeared outside Zixia Temple in the past few days. Some of them even came to us and asked us if we knew anything about True Lord Zixia."
"Brother Feiluo was beaten by those people outside because he didn't answer in time. Several of his ribs were broken."
"Master, you have to make the decision for us..."
In front of him, all the disciples he had accepted over the years stood there with angry looks on their faces.
Many people had sad faces and injuries on their bodies, and did not dare to step out of Zixia Temple easily.
The cultivators outside knew that Taoist Zixia was very powerful and had great Taoist skills, so they did not dare to provoke him or question him, which is why he started with these disciples.
But who would have thought that True Person Zixia seemed to turn a blind eye to it and didn't care at all.
He meditates in the temple every day and does not ask about anything happening in the outside world.
Only some ignorant monks who set foot in Zixia Temple would be knocked away by his whisk, and their life or death would be unknown.
"If you just stay in Zixia Temple and behave yourself, there won't be so many problems."
“Once this matter is over, those people will return to where they came from. You can just practice with peace of mind. There is no need to care too much.” Taoist Zixia opened his eyes. His pupils were calm, but there was indifference in their depths.
"Fei Luo, how come you haven't made any progress in the Purple Cloud Sutra that your master has taught you for so long? Is it because you are lazy?"
He suddenly looked at the tall and thin disciple who was wrapped in bandages and asked.
"Reporting to Master, I am stupid and cannot comprehend the last few levels of the Zixia Sutra, so my cultivation has been stagnant..." Fei Luo's face changed slightly and he replied hurriedly.
"It's okay. I refined some purple clouds pills some time ago, which can help you break through the final bottleneck."
"But each person can only eat one. Eating more is useless."
Taoist Zixia said lightly, and with a sweep of his whisk, a white jade bottle suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him.
"Thank you, Master..."
Seeing this scene, the disciples, who originally had mournful expressions on their faces, were stunned, then showed excitement and hurriedly snatched the white jade bottle.
Each person poured out one of the black pills that smelled of a strange fragrance and swallowed it directly, as if they were afraid that others would snatch it from them.
Only Fei Luo looked at this scene, his face turned pale instantly.
He ignored everything and knelt down, saying in a trembling voice, "Master, I have always been diligent and dedicated to you, treating you like a teacher and a father, and I have never had any second thoughts. Please spare my life..."
Taoist Zixia looked at him indifferently and calmly, as if he didn't know what he meant.
The other disciples who had taken the pills were also shocked and puzzled when they saw this.
"Master, I have seen it all. This is not the Zixia Pill, but the Blood Sacrifice Pill. The Blood Immortal Sect once used it for sacrifice. The pill eaten by the sacrifice can strengthen the flesh, blood and soul, and exert several times the effect during the sacrifice..." Fei Luo's face was pale and his voice trembled.
Taoist Zixia's expression did not change at all, and it seemed that he was not surprised at all.
"Teacher has taught you for many years, and it's time for you to repay me." He said lightly, but his eyes were cold, without any emotion.
All the disciples were stunned. After they realized what was happening, their expressions suddenly became terrified and they wanted to run out of Zixia Temple.
But no matter who it was, they couldn't leave the palace in front of them. Their limbs became limp, all their strength disappeared, and they fell to the ground with a thud.
Taoist Zixia's expression was extremely indifferent. He spread out his slightly dry hands, and flags with human faces shrouded in black mist appeared and floated in the air.
As he opened his mouth and sprayed out, a cold flame fell, dark green and shaped like a ghost fire, and then fell on the disciples in front of him with a bang.
They looked terrified. All their shouting and struggling were useless. In an instant they were refined into a wisp of pure spiritual energy.
Taoist Zixia took action and injected that wisp of spiritual energy into the human-faced flag.
The originally dead silent and cold flag suddenly seemed to come alive. The faces of the people were creepy and extremely cold. They opened their mouths to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, while practicing specific martial arts routes at the same time.
Seeing this, Taoist Zixia finally revealed a satisfied smile.
"I have spent so many years here to set up this Nine Heavens Dark Dragon Trapping Formation. For this reason, I have specially sought out disciples like you whose birth dates match my destiny, just to wait for this day..."
"When the day comes when I ascend to heaven, I will definitely help you to be liberated and become an immortal together with me."
"The formation begins."
Taoist Zixia swung his wide robe, and a hazy glow, mixed with runes, quickly sank into the ground in front of him like a ghost.
These flags with human faces were also covered and enveloped by the rosy glow and quickly disappeared from the ground.
At the same time, Zixia Mountain seemed to tremble slightly, and many mountain ranges and ancient forests made a rumbling sound as if a dragon was turning over.
Between heaven and earth, the purple mist became increasingly dense, rising and stretching for thousands of miles, even covering some distant mountains.
This strange sight immediately attracted the attention of many cultivators who had already rushed here. They were overjoyed and believed that this was a sign that the cave of True Lord Zixia was about to be born.
Many cultivators who had been hesitating and wandering around also rushed into the purple mist, trying to find the source of the noise.
This news spread quickly to all directions, causing a sensation.
Some cultivators noticed that a prince of the Great Xia Dynasty led a group of his men, riding on dragon horses, flying through the clouds and mist, and went deep into Zixia Mountain that day.
Upon hearing the news, the young disciples from various immortal sects were unwilling to be left behind and led their fellow disciples there.
Some orthodox forces are led by strong men of the older generation, and do not let the younger generation take risks alone.
"According to the news, True Lord Zixia's cave will be unveiled in the near future."
"Since everyone has gone, we can't delay."
In the Yao Chi Sect’s headquarters, an elder spoke up and planned to set off, leading a group of disciples.
Ling Zhuyun nodded slightly and did not refuse. The appearance of Master Zixia's cave would definitely not be so soon, but if she could seize the initiative, it would be more advantageous for the subsequent competition for opportunities and fortunes.
As for what Jiang Lan mentioned at the tea-making meeting that day, not many young people paid attention to it.
Opportunities are created by fate, and those with virtue will take them. Who would really give them up? On the contrary, because of the tea-making event that day, the younger generation who had not been interested in Zixia Zhenjun before became interested, and many people came here in the past few days.
There are quite a few faces that Ling Zhuyun is familiar with, and they are all strong competitors.
This made Ling Zhuyun at a loss for words. She felt that Jiang Lan was a little silly. Outside the Yaochi Sect's residence, Ye Ming had already been waiting there.
After the tea-making party ended that day, he and Ling Zhuyun parted ways. Because of Jiang Lan's words that day, he was cautious and careful afterwards, and never left the inn again.
It was not until he learned from Ling Zhuyun that the Yao Chi Sect intended to set off for Zixia Mountain that he rushed over.
"In addition to his outstanding cultivation, Brother Ye is also a master of formations with profound attainments. We may have to rely on Brother Ye a lot when the time comes." Ling Zhuyun took the initiative to explain for Ye Ming.
This was originally the business of the Yao Chi Sect, but now an outsider, a male at that, was joining in, so naturally things had to be made clear.
"Since he is the Saint's friend, he can naturally be trusted." The leading elder of Yao Chi Sect nodded and smiled.
However, many disciples including Zhao Dieyi and Chen Ning were somewhat surprised and shocked.
The formation master who was personally recognized by Ling Zhuyun is still so young.
No wonder she can call him a friend.
"It's just praise from Saint Zhuyun. Fairies, don't take it seriously."
Ye Ming touched his nose somewhat modestly, but he still felt somewhat proud in his heart.
He does have some talent in formations, but most of the time, he still relies on Old Ghost.
Of course this is his secret.
Afterwards, all the disciples of Yao Chi Sect went to the outside of Anyang City in a mighty manner.
However, before they had walked far, a burst of laughter was heard on the long street.
"If Saint Zhuyun is interested in exploring the cave of True Lord Zixia, why not go with me?"
"If I can find the fortune in it, I will definitely offer it to you with both hands."
"How could this strange man be so worthy of traveling with Saint Zhuyun?"
A tall and burly young man, riding on a ferocious beast, came over, surrounded by a group of followers.
He was very handsome, with golden hair, and his blood surging like a furnace. His every move gave people a huge sense of oppression.
The expressions of all the disciples of Yao Chi Sect changed slightly as they recognized this person's identity.
Qi Heng is a true disciple of the Human King Palace and also a suitor of Saint Ling Zhuyun.
Ye Ming's smiling face now became gloomy.
Many monks on the long street noticed this scene and stopped in their tracks, all looking like they were watching a show.
"Indeed, with the status of the Saint of Zhuyun, can any nameless cat or dog be her companion?"
Among them were some young geniuses who looked like they could do anything and fanned the flames with mocking looks on their faces.
Ye Ming's face became increasingly ugly, and he was about to lose his temper.
Ling Zhuyun said calmly, "Since Senior Brother Qi Heng is willing to travel with us, we are naturally welcome to do so. If something unexpected happens, we can take care of each other."
Just as she finished her words, the long street suddenly trembled, and a rumbling sound was heard from not far away. All the monks and pedestrians changed their expressions drastically and stepped back to make way.
The smoke and dust were flying, as if there was wind and thunder rolling, like thunder, and even more like thousands of troops galloping, making people's blood boil.
"In that case, can Saint Zhuyun take us with you?"
The young man who was riding on a snow-white beast asked with a chuckle.
(End of this chapter)
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