Mount Taihua has stood on the Xuantian Continent for tens of thousands of years, and countless secrets have been covered by the sands of time.
Once a brilliant cultivator, dazzling the entire continent, admired and revered by countless cultivators, yet now not even a trace of his name remains. Such a peerless and stunning cultivator should never have been lost in the ocean of history, becoming a mere drop in the ocean.
However, when Luo Jianqing asked Qingjun again in detail, the other party could not give an answer.
Why is it that no one knows about the Venerable Jiulian except for a few people in Taihua Mountain today?
Why are the direct descendants of the Mohist school, who once dominated the continent, now exiled to the icy wasteland and suffering?
What had happened in those hundreds of years to cause the disappearance of these two top-tier masters? One had already perished, and the other, while his natal lamp hadn't completely extinguished, had vanished into the vast continent, leaving no trace.
Qingjun retreated into seclusion once more, not saying much to Luo Jianqing. Before his retreat, he left only one message: he hoped Luo Jianqing would take him to visit the Mohist lineage in the Frost Wasteland. He simply wanted to see what that person's descendants looked like and how they were doing now.
Luo Jianqing would have done this even without Qingjun telling him. He had originally thought that the Mo family from the Frost Wasteland had simply been exiled and not been persecuted, but he never expected that the Mo family from that branch was actually the true legitimate lineage.
When the side branch is in the upper position, the dove occupies the magpie's nest.
In the Xuantian Continent, with its strict etiquette and laws, this should have been something everyone despised, yet no one mentioned it. It's easy to imagine how difficult life must have been for the Mo family of Mo Qiu's lineage.
Luo Jianqing had benefited from the ancestors of the Mohist School in his previous life, and now it was time to repay the favor. Although he could not help this lineage of the clan to completely turn things around, he was still capable of helping them live a better life.
This time, Luo Jianqing learned a lot of secrets, and planned to ask Xuan Lingzi some questions after returning to see if he knew anything.
The righteous people rested in Yongzhou City for ten days and finally set out together.
Leading the way were the elders of the Broken Soul Sect and the Bai Family. Both of them wanted to be the leader. Logically, Taihua Mountain should have led the team this time, but Venerable Yuqingzi was too lazy to argue with them and just let them go, which also gave him some free time.
Sitting atop the flying pagoda of Yuqingzi, Taihuashan followed in the center of the group, soaring at breakneck speed. This group represented the upper echelons of Xuantian Continent, traveling ten thousand miles a day towards the Demon Realm. After a few days, they passed through Yunzhou and arrived at the border between the Demon Realm and the Thirty-Six States.
At this point, everyone put away their magic weapons.
The Second Elder of the Broken Soul Sect said, "Once you enter the Demon Realm, you are forbidden from using any flying magic tools. This is the rule set by the Demon Dao Palace for all demon cultivators. Besides this, we haven't been able to contact anyone from the Demon Dao Palace this time. These demon cultivators are known for their treacherous ways, and the Demon Dao Palace rarely interacts with the outside world. Therefore, I will keep in touch with the Demon Dao Palace along the way, but we must be even more careful of any demon cultivators we might encounter along the way."
The master of Guiyuan Sect clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, although anyone can kill demon cultivators, we have already made an agreement with the Demon Lord that demon cultivators cannot be killed at will in the Demon Realm. Therefore, unless the demon cultivators take the initiative to attack, please do not slaughter them at will."
Everyone agreed immediately.
Wei Qiongyin watched from the side, sword in hand. Luo Jianqing then walked over to Yu Qingzi and asked, "Uncle Master, is it really that hard to find someone from the Demon Dao Palace? The venerables have been trying to contact them for so long, and yet they haven't been able to contact even one person?"
Venerable Yuqingzi did not lower his voice either: "That's right, demon cultivators have always been solitary and don't like to interact with outsiders."
Luo Jianqing subconsciously turned his head to look at the Buddhist disciple, but saw that the Buddhist disciple lowered his head and kept fiddling with the round Buddhist beads, wondering what he was thinking.
Soon, everyone moved forward together and stepped into the Demon Realm.
A large river bordered the Demon Realm and Yunzhou. Crossing the river, one could see an endless expanse of reddish-brown land. Walking across this land, everyone felt a sense of oppression. Wei Qiongyin, whose cultivation level was relatively low, had a particularly heavy expression, clutching her sword tightly at all times.
Luo Jianqing found an opportunity to walk up to the Buddha's son and asked, "Buddha's son, could you contact someone from the Demonic Palace?"
The Buddhist disciple was stunned at first. He whispered "Amitabha" and then secretly pulled Luo Jianqing aside and cautiously transmitted a message, "Yes, I... am someone who can contact the Demonic Palace. After I said goodbye to the donor Yunxiang in bed, before I returned to Guiyuan Sect, she appeared on my path and gave me a bell. Donor Yunxiang said that if I need help, I only need to walk to the bank of the river and shake the bell with my spiritual power, and she will hear me."
Luo Jianqing's mouth twitched slightly: "..."
After a while, Luo Jianqing asked, "Why did Yunxiang give you this bell?"
A trace of confusion flashed across the Buddha's face, and he shook his head gently: "Amitabha, I don't know either."
Luo Jianqing: "..."
Although the Buddhist disciple had a bell to contact Yunxiang, he absolutely could not take it out at this time.
You must know that the Guiyuan Sect relocated to Cenzhou a thousand years ago to resist the demonic cultivators. The Guiyuan Sect, committed to saving all sentient beings, is arguably the sect most hostile to demonic cultivators. If anyone knew that a Guiyuan Sect disciple could actually contact a demonic woman, it would naturally be a groundbreaking event.
Therefore, it is best not to expose this matter unless it is an emergency.
The Demon Realm is vast, several times larger than Yunzhou. The soil in the Demon Realm is strange: loose and soft to the touch, while the air is thick and heavy, as if drenched in blood, weighing down and oppressive. The sky is perpetually gloomy, with leaden black clouds covering the azure sky. Once you cross the river, you'll never see a ray of sunlight.
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