Chapter 182-Debate with Scholars↓
Chu Linyuan had stopped at some point, his cold eyes like two real ice cones piercing towards Elder Jin Yan.
Although he didn't say anything, the terrifying dragon-like pressure at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm mixed with the Xuanbing Sword Intent was like an invisible iceberg pressing down, causing Elder Jin Yan to groan and retreat three steps. His face turned from blue to white, and the flames around him dimmed a little!
"No private fighting is allowed in front of the Hall of Immortals." A calm and gentle voice sounded at the right time, carrying the power to resolve disputes.
A young monk wearing a star-blue robe, with a handsome face and a temperament as gentle as jade, was seen slowly descending from an elegant flying boat with soft starlight flowing all over it.
It was Mo Chen from Xingyun Pavilion.
Behind him were two elders from the Xingyun Pavilion with serious auras.
Mo Chen's gaze swept over Elder Jin Yan, carrying a subtle warning. He then gently fell on Chu Linyuan and Xie Zhao, nodding slightly. "Fellow Daoist Chu, Fellow Daoist Xie, how are you? After leaving the abyss, you are more elegant than ever."
"Fellow Daoist Mo Chen." Chu Linyuan nodded slightly as a return gesture, and his cold aura subsided a little.
Xie Zhaoze put away the talisman pen with a smile and bowed to Mo Chen: "Senior Mo Chen! Long time no see! Your Galaxy Ferry is still so cool! It's much better than some incinerators!" He glanced meaningfully at Jin Yan, whose face was ashen.
Mo Chen smiled slightly, as if he didn't hear the hidden meaning in the words, and said in a gentle voice: "The banquet of the immortals is about to begin, my two fellow Taoists, please follow me." He made a gesture of invitation, his posture was elegant and calm, which invisibly resolved the tension just now.
With Mo Chen leading the way, and Chu Linyuan's cold aura that kept strangers away, although there were more curious or scrutinizing gazes along the way, no one dared to step forward and provoke them easily.
Xie Zhao followed beside Chu Linyuan, the Jinghong Talisman Pen turning slightly in his sleeve. His peach blossom eyes seemed to casually scan the beautiful fairy scenery around him and the well-dressed fairy alliance monks, but deep in his eyes there was a cold vigilance.
The Hall of Immortals is extremely luxurious.
The dome hangs high, painted with the illusion of the stars moving in the sky. The ground is paved with warm spiritual jade, with a faint spiritual mist flowing.
The huge circular white jade table was already filled with all kinds of spiritual fruits and nectars, delicacies and fragrant foods.
The elders of each faction took their seats according to their seats, their auras were either majestic, deep, or ethereal, and their gazes were like an invisible net, focused on Chu Linyuan and Xie Zhao, who were the last to enter.
The position of leader of the Immortal Alliance is still vacant.
The banquet was hosted by Yu Heng Zhenren, the most experienced Grand Elder of Lingxiao Sword Sect in the Immortal Alliance Elder Council.
His hair and beard were all white, his face was gaunt, and he was dressed in a plain white Taoist robe. His aura was as deep and as powerful as a mountain, and there was a hint of sword light in his eyes. At this moment, he was sitting beside the main seat with an indifferent expression.
"Fellow Daoist Chu and Fellow Daoist Xie of Guixu Sect have come from afar and thank you for your hard work. Please take a seat." Master Yuheng's voice was calm, but it carried an unquestionable pressure. His eyes swept over Chu Linyuan and Xie Zhao like a physical probe, and especially lingered for a moment on the dragon pattern on Chu Linyuan's left cheek.
Chu Linyuan had a blank expression on his face, nodded slightly, and took Xie Zhao to sit in a reserved, relatively secluded seat.
The seat was next to the Xingyun Pavilion represented by Mo Chen.
The banquet officially begins.
Fairy music is floating in the air and spiritual mist is curling.
The elders of each faction first exchanged pleasantries, complimenting the Immortal Alliance on its immeasurable merits and maintaining peace in this world.
The atmosphere seems peaceful, but there are actually turbulent undercurrents.
After three rounds of wine, the dishes have five flavors.
Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer.
"Fellow Daoist Chu," the one who spoke was an elder from the Wanfa Sect who was sitting diagonally opposite. He had an elegant face but a shrewd look in his eyes.
He stroked his beard, smiling gently, but his tone was tentative. "I've heard that the God Burial Abyss is incredibly dangerous, even the Chiyang Patriarch of Burning Heaven Valley was defeated there. We truly admire the Guixu Sect's ability to gain a foothold in the abyss, even establishing a sect. I wonder... has your sect discovered the source of the chaos beneath the abyss? The Immortal Alliance is deeply concerned about this."
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall suddenly became quiet.
Countless eyes once again focused on Chu Linyuan and Xie Zhao, with inquiry, greed and a hint of imperceptible coercion.
Elder Jin Yan stared at them intently, hatred burning in his eyes.
Chu Linyuan put down the jade chopsticks in his hand, which had not been moved, and swept his cold eyes like a cold pond across the elder of the Wanfa Sect.
He did not answer immediately, but the heavy aura around him seemed to make the temperature in the hall drop a few degrees.
"The source of chaos?" Xie Zhao's voice sounded with just the right amount of surprise. He picked up the glass cup in front of him and slowly sipped the immortal brew. His peach blossom eyes curved as he looked at the elder, "This senior is quite well-informed. Our Guixu Sect just opened a small shop at the gate of the abyss, and before I could even sit down, you already knew there was a 'source of chaos' inside? Could it be... that you personally went there for a stroll? Or..."
He changed the subject, his smile becoming mischievous and sharp. "...Some people in the Immortal Alliance have long known what lies beneath the abyss, and deliberately sent some 'pathfinders' down there to die, so they can learn what's going on?"
"You! You're slandering me!" The Wanfa Sect elder's face changed, and he slammed the table and stood up! The elegant mask shattered in an instant.
"Sit down." Yuheng Zhenren's calm voice sounded, but it was like thunder exploding in everyone's ears.
An invisible sword-like pressure instantly enveloped the entire venue, causing the elder of the Wanfa Sect to stiffen, his face flushed red, and he sat back unwillingly.
True Man Yuheng cast a penetrating gaze upon Xie Zhao, examining him. "Young friend Xie, you are mistaken. The Immortal Alliance cares deeply about the common people and is naturally concerned about the unusual developments in the God Burial Abyss. Fellow Daoist Chu, what lies beneath the abyss? Have you found the being that caused the evil spirit to change and even pollute spiritual energy?"
The pressure, like an invisible mountain, pressed directly towards Chu Linyuan.
Chu Linyuan slowly raised his eyes.
The cold gaze was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, piercing straight into Yuheng Zhenren's eyes, which seemed peaceful but were actually bottomless.
He opened his thin lips slightly, his voice not loud, but resounding clearly through the silent hall, carrying a decisive coldness and unquestionable power:
"Our sect has mobilized the power of the origin of the Ruins, severely damaging the seal."
"The hidden dangers of the abyss have been eliminated, so the Immortal Alliance doesn't need to worry about it."
"The power of Guixu's origin?"
"Reinjure the seal?!"
Instantly, suppressed exclamations and incredulous gasps were heard in the hall!
Countless gazes instantly became intensely heated! Greed, shock, and suspicion intertwined!
Even in the calm eyes of Master Yuheng, a very subtle fluctuation flashed across his eyes!
Even in the calm eyes of Master Yuheng, a very subtle fluctuation flashed across his eyes!
Elder Jin Yan clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white!
Xie Zhao sneered inwardly, but his face displayed a calm expression that said, "My senior brother is right." He twirled the Jinghong Talisman Pen between his fingertips and added slowly, "That's right! It took a tremendous amount of effort from our sect, and we even spent a lot of Chenji Star Sand and Earth Vein Evil Crystals! If the Immortal Alliance really feels bad and wants to reimburse some of the material costs, our Guixu Sect wouldn't mind taking a few spirit stones to appease their worries. After all, the credit for maintaining peace in this world can't be borne entirely by our poor neighbors in the Abyss, right?"
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