"What did Lao Wu say in his letter? When will he be back? Will he be back in time for the New Year?"
Yan Xing was obviously very happy.
Liu Qishuang shook her head, "I'm afraid not. He's preparing to ascend the throne."
Different from Yan Xing, whose focus was all on 'my junior brother turned out to be from the royal family, I can drink the 200-year-old plum wine in the imperial cellar at will, hahaha', ever since Yin Biyue knew Duan Chongxuan's identity, he couldn't imagine him wearing the royal robe and dominating the Northern Continent.
Now when I heard my senior sister say that he was going to ascend the throne, the image of Chatterbox waving a fan and placing bets in the gambling house still came to my mind.
"Senior brothers and sisters, it's as if I've seen you in person. Winter came early in Beilu this year, and the first snow has already fallen. Tea brewed with the new snow on plum trees tastes great. But the weather is particularly cold. I wonder how it is in Cangya Mountain. Did Second Senior Sister put on more clothes?..." Liu Qishuang paused, "I won't read this part. Fifth Junior Brother wishes everyone well..."
She turned directly to the next page, and Yin Biyue realized that the chatterbox had written a whole page of nonsense, and couldn't help laughing.
"The situation has been settled, and the rebels have been purged. However, my father is old, and on the third day of next month, he will offer sacrifices to the heavens and pass the throne to me."
The main topic was only discussed in the last half page, and everyone's faces became serious.
Only Jun Yu remained unresponsive, as if he remained calm even when a mountain was collapsing in front of him.
He knew why Duan Chongxuan came to Cangya. His master had no friendship with Duan Sheng'an, but he had an old relationship with the dean, so he accepted the dean's letter of recommendation and accepted Duan Chongxuan into his sect.
There are many issues involved, many of which are related to the family affairs of the Northern Continent.
But when Duan Chongxuan performed the apprenticeship ceremony, he was a disciple of Xihua Peak, and they all treated him as a junior brother, and the status of the crown prince had to be put aside. It was like this before, and it will be like this in the future.
Liu Qishuang continued to read the letter, "Seven days ago, the Yulin Army Xuanji Division captured four demon cultivators. They were spies from the Zhuo Palace of the Twelve Palaces of the Demonic Path. The entire imperial capital has been under martial law. Recently, there have been frequent reports of victories from the garrison troops. There are many traces of demon cultivators along the easternmost coastal line..."
There are also magic cultivators in the North Continent. Yin Bi frowned more and more. The twelve constellations have always been at odds with each other, but now it seems that they have reached some kind of agreement and are coming out from the East Continent together.
"I got the news that the Golden Palace left the snowy plains. The 'Qionghua' and 'Bishu' Palaces built large-scale ships to cross the sea. The 'Daytime' and 'Zhuoyue' Palaces have been in close contact recently and are planning an alliance. The two Palace Masters of 'Hantian' and 'Xishui' Palaces have led people to the Meteorite Abyss. I'm afraid they have some ulterior motives..."
Yin Biyue knew that Duan Chongxuan had a unique source of information when he attended the flower show, but he did not expect that the Beihuangdu intelligence network was so extraordinary and that he knew so much about the situation in Donglu.
Liu Qishuang finished reading the letter. "There is no good news, but the situation is finally clearer. Yu Zhanmei is crossing the South China Sea today, and I will go down the mountain too."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked out of the hall immediately.
Yin Biyue and the others hurriedly stood up, and Yan Xing shouted,
"Senior Sister! I heard that the witch has a treacherous mind and vicious methods. You must be careful!"
Liu Qishuang's figure flashed by without looking back, and she waved from a distance, which was considered as her agreement.
Everyone standing outside the hall watched her shrink the distance into an inch, and in the blink of an eye she was at the foot of the mountain path. She was dressed in tight clothes and looked particularly dashing in the north wind of early winter.
When Yin Biyue's eyes caught sight of Luo Mingchuan's figure, he still felt a slight heat on his face and didn't know how to start the conversation. In the end, he followed Jun Yu and Yan Xing to Xihua Peak.
He could clearly feel a gaze falling on his back. In the past, it was as gentle as the warm sun, but now it was inexplicably like a cluster of blazing flames, scorching hot.
Jun Yu went to the cliff to practice swordplay. Before Yan Xing returned to the courtyard, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Old Four, what happened between you and Luo Mingchuan?"
Yin Biyue was startled. She didn't expect that even the thick-skinned Yan Xing could see that something was wrong.
Fortunately, he usually has few expressions. Even when he is extremely nervous, his face is as calm as ever. "Nothing... I have gained a lot of insights from my trip to East Continent. I haven't practiced diligently since returning to the peak. I want to retreat for a few days and look for an opportunity to break through."
His change of topic was very abrupt, but Yan Xing didn't notice it. Instead, he patted his shoulder and said, "Breaking through the realm is as easy as drinking water and eating. You are better than I was back then... You are really a young man. You should be enlightened! Hahaha!"
After saying this, he took off the wine gourd from his waist, took a big gulp, and returned to his courtyard with satisfaction.
Yin Biyue closed himself off for seven days and practiced sword for three days, his realm became more solid and stable. But he knew that his mind was not calm and there was no hope of breaking through, so he did not force it.
When he came out of seclusion, he heard that Yan Xing had come down the mountain and said that chaos was spreading everywhere and he wanted to go to Donglu to take a look.
"You should go down the mountain too." said the eldest brother.
Yin Biyue nodded.
Jun Yu controls half of Cangya's mountain protection formation. When the formation is activated, he needs to use "Spring Mountain Smile" to suppress it, so it is not easy to leave the mountain. Therefore, every time he says goodbye to people and sends them off the mountain.
Luo Mingchuan has been busy lately. He reviewed the jade slips and letters in the Qinghe Hall, and organized Cangya's disciples into twenty teams based on their realms and skills. Some of them have gone down the mountain to patrol various places in the Western Continent.
But every time when it was late at night and the candlelight was lit, he would always think of that night and regret it. His way of handling it this time was too appropriate. His junior brother was ignorant and should have been guided and explained slowly. How could he escape?
Sometimes I feel that in the current chaos, I shouldn't think about these things. The last time Cheng Tianyu came, he represented Qinglu to form an alliance, and yesterday he sent a secret talisman. Zhou Yuandao suspected that there was a change in the matter of Baopu Sect...
After discussing with his master, Luo Mingchuan decided to go down the mountain.
So that day, Yin Biyue met Luo Mingchuan in front of the mountain gate.
The two looked at each other in the biting north wind.
"Junior brother, are you going down the mountain?"
Yin Biyue nodded.
"Any directions?"
Yin Biyue shook his head.
"Why don't we go together?"
Yin Bi wanted to nod, but felt that she was too shy, so she said, "I'll go with my senior brother."
After saying this, he frowned again. Senior Brother had always behaved properly. He was too ridiculous that night, so Senior Brother rushed out. Could it be that he was disgusted with him in his heart? Now he was just asking politely? He didn't know whether he should agree or not.
He is an open-minded person. He thinks this way only because his mind is confused and he is in a dilemma.
Luo Mingchuan had no idea what he was thinking. He just heard him say "follow my brother" and couldn't help but laugh softly, "Then let's go."
Yin Biyue lowered her eyes and walked a few steps closer to him, pressing down the corners of her mouth. She also forgot to ask where they were going.
As they walked, Luo Mingchuan said, "The sub-sage from Qinglu went to Baopu Sect and hasn't sent back any news. The high-level elders in the sect were trapped in the South Continent by the demon cultivators from Xishui Palace. Zhongshan, Song Tang and others were also held back. These things are just too coincidental... Let's go to Baopu Sect first. Time is urgent, and I plan to cross the Hundred Thousand Mountains."
The Shiwan Mountains are the north-south boundary of the Western Continent, and the jurisdiction of Cangya Mountain and Baopu Sect is also bounded by this. The terrain in the mountains is extremely dangerous, with many ferocious beasts and bandits, and most practitioners will avoid it. But with the current realm of the two, they are naturally not afraid.
Yin Biyue nodded, "I'll listen to you, Senior Brother."
******
The Baopu Sect has nine palaces and twelve Taoist temples.
Incense is burned in each hall all year round. From afar, green smoke can be seen curling up, and the flying eaves and golden tiles of the halls are dimly visible.
Only the highest peak of Hengduan Mountain has no smoke, only rolling sea of clouds.
A middle-aged Taoist priest was standing on the sea of clouds at this time.
His eyes were slightly closed, his face was pale, his robe was blown up by the strong wind, and his hair was a little messy.
If one were to reach that level, one would be able to see that what was surrounding him was not a strong wind, but countless sword energies.
The sword energy was crisscrossing above the sea of clouds, but the middle-aged Taoist priest stood still as a mountain.
"Zhou Yuandao, you have some skills..." This voice, with a slight teasing tone, came from the top of the mountain beyond the clouds, as light as the wind.
When it fell, it was like a thunderclap. Wind and smoke rose from the sea of clouds, colliding with the high-speed sword energy, and the rumbling thunder could be heard within a hundred miles.
In the center of the thunder, the middle-aged Taoist's face turned even paler.
It was said that Yu Shi, who was seriously injured by the Sword Saint, was standing on the top of the mountain at this time. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea of clouds with an indifferent expression.
The person who spoke just now was not him, but the person sitting on the pine branches growing across the cliff.
The man was wrapped in a black robe, his posture casual and relaxed, as if he was sitting in his own backyard looking at the flowers and clouds.
It is very difficult to kill a sub-sage.
The significance of success is great, but the consequences of failure are equally serious.
Therefore, Yu Shi and his allies were fully prepared. Therefore, Zhou Yuandao could not get out of Hengduan Mountain.
Suddenly, a black streak of light broke through the clouds and came in an instant, landing next to the black-robed man's hand. It turned out to be a crow.
The man in black robe took down the note, read it over and over again, and finally laughed wantonly. The crow turned into a stream of light and flew away again.
The laughter shook the sea of clouds and was so harsh that Yu Shi, who was trying to get the skin of a tiger, couldn't help but frown.
The black-robed man flicked his sleeves, and a short note appeared in Yu Shi's hand. Yu Shi's face, which had been expressionless for many years, finally revealed a stiff smile.
"Chu Huan succeeded, Chen Yi returned late, Qu Jiang was dead, Lianjian was split."
The short note shattered into powder and instantly dispersed in the howling mountain wind.
They don't care who Chu Huan and Chen Yi are, but Qu Jiang is dead, Bei Huang's time is up, and Zhou Yuandao will also die here.
Who could have thought that in just half a month, three of the world's six sub-saints had passed away.
The timing, location and people were all right, and the plan was so ingenious that it even fooled the abbot's calculations and the Buddhist eye of Jiekong Temple.
Now that the general trend has been set, there is no need to fear any changes.
Yu Shi thought indifferently, what does it matter if there are so many shining stars? After all, those younger generations are still too young and cannot achieve anything.
And he finally waited for the era without Wei Jingfeng.
Also stood at the highest point in the world.
How can it not be pleasing.
His heart was agitated, and his devilish aura could not be controlled and surged out. A black shadow enveloped the entire Hengduan Mountain.
Amidst the dark clouds, the middle-aged Taoist suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were like lightning, splitting the devil's breath, and his words were like swords, and he sternly rebuked, "Yu Shi, not only did you collude with the devil cultivators, you even joined the devil's way! Heaven will not tolerate this!"
Yu Shi frowned.
It was not because of Zhou Yuandao’s scolding, but because the other party was stronger than he imagined.
They seemed to be not moving, but in fact they were fighting all the time.
The sea of clouds array collided with the sword energy. Zhou Yuandao's Qinglu Mountain-Suppressing Sword had already been damaged, and the sword energy was constantly weakened, but it had not yet reached the point of exhaustion.
Yu Shi lost his patience. He looked at the pine branches on the edge of the cliff and asked, "What are you waiting for?"
The black-robed man chuckled.
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