Chapter 717: The strongest trump card of the former Wendao Sect
"The Ancient Heavenly Palace is our Dao Sect?"
He had heard that the ancient heaven was filled with powerful people, including the Heavenly Lord, the Leader, the Four Imperial Gods, the Guardian Heavenly Kings, and all kinds of geniuses.
Especially the story about the ancient ancestor of the Phoenix clan defeating the Supreme Zhu Tian and the leader Yun capturing two semi-immortals alive.
Wait, two semi-immortals? Xiantian Taoist suddenly remembered the Nightmare Supreme and Void Supreme imprisoned in Prison Peak.
Aren't these the two semi-immortals that were rumored? He lost his ability to think after being shocked by the successive news at Prison Peak. Now that he came to his senses, he realized that it was impossible for Master Yun to take the initiative to send the two semi-immortals to the Dao Sect.
Unless Master Yun is from their Dao Sect!
In this way, everything is explained! That's not right. The Tianting Sect originated in ancient times. Could it be that they said that the Dao Sect is actually a great ancient sect?
How come he doesn't know about this?
"To be precise, some members of our sect were taught by the Heavenly Court," Lu Yang corrected.
"Our Ancient Heavenly Court wanted to wipe out all the evil sects in one fell swoop, so we endured the humiliation and disguised ourselves as the evil sect."
Taoist Xiantian looked at Lu Yang with a strange look.
Disguised as a demon sect, he became the leader of the demon sect? The strength displayed by the ancient heaven was enough to sweep the world several times in their era.
As they were talking, the four of them arrived at the bamboo forest outside the sect. Deep in the bamboo forest, a stream was flowing.
"Senior He Ling, please come out and see me." Yun Zhi said in a loud voice.
The calm stream became turbulent, a fountain formed on the river surface, and a weathered figure appeared on the fountain.
"What's the matter?" He Ling asked calmly.
"Little Green!" When Xiantian Taoist saw He Ling, his eyes lit up and he blurted out He Ling's nickname.
He Ling felt a little embarrassed. How come someone still knew her name?
No, he didn't acknowledge that as his name.
"Who are you?" He Ling looked at Xiantian Taoist and did not recognize this young man.
"It's me, I'm Qi Tongtian." Xiantian Taoist introduced himself excitedly. He didn't expect that the river spirit Xiaolu was still there.
The history of the stream is even older than that of the Taoist sect.
Before the emergence of the Daoist Sect, a little spiritual light appeared in the stream, but at that time this little spiritual light had not yet produced any spiritual intelligence.
When the Taoist Xiantian was traveling, he accidentally discovered something strange about the stream. He locked the spiritual light in the stream to ensure that it would not dissipate, and brought the stream back to the Taoist Sect. This is how the river spirit came into being.
If you really count it, it's no exaggeration to say that Xiantian Taoist saved his life, that's why He Ling has been protecting Wendao Sect.
"Fuck, you are Qi Tongtian? You are still alive?" When He Ling saw the Xiantian Taoist, he rarely showed excitement and couldn't stop smiling.
"He's still alive, but something unexpected happened." Xiantian Taoist scratched his head and laughed embarrassedly.
"It seems that the accident is not small. This has become a mortal."
"It's enough to be alive. I'm content."
"That's right, you have always had this mentality."
"The Wendao Sect is now very powerful. It is completely different from when you first founded it." He Ling witnessed how the Wendao Sect became stronger step by step.
Xiantian Taoist nodded: "I can see that the younger generation are working very hard and are much better than me."
The two of them chatted excitedly about things that only they knew.
The two met after 120,000 years, and it was as if they had returned to the Dayu period. They had endless things to talk about, and they chatted for half a day before pausing for a moment, looking as if they were still not satisfied.
Yunzhi reminded: "Two seniors, you can chat anytime you want in the future. There is still one person you haven't met yet, Grandmaster."
Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were puzzled. After some calculations, they concluded that all the top leaders of the Taoist Sect should have met him.
Who else hasn’t seen it?
"That's right, we haven't met all the people yet, let's go." Xiantian Taoist slapped his forehead, remembering that he couldn't waste all his time here.
"See you later, Little Green."
He Ling laughed and scolded: "I already told you I don't want this crappy name, come up with a new one for me later!"
"Senior Sister, is there anyone else we haven't met yet?" Lu Yang asked in a low voice.
"Yes, there is one left. You will know when you go there."
The last senior executive was far away from here, so the eldest sister picked up a cloud again and took the three of them on a flying boat.
The prairie, the Prisoner Peak, the original site of the Sword Washing Pool... the clouds flew over these places without any sign of slowing down.
They went all the way to the depths of the Wendao Sect, where Lu Yang and the other man had never been before, and then stopped in a desolate mountain.
"This is Cangmang Mountain, where a senior from the sect is in seclusion."
"The reason why you haven't seen him is because he has been in seclusion."
"And his identity is quite special, few people know him."
As the eldest sister spoke, she pushed aside the withered vines to reveal the cave behind.
"Senior, are you there? If you are not in seclusion, please come out."
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Not long after, a young voice was heard from the cave, and it sounded like a boy about the same age as Xiantian Taoist.
"Why are you shouting so loudly? Do you know you should respect the elderly?"
The immortal fairy in the spiritual space let out a soft "hmm".
Before Lu Yang could ask what was going on, he saw a young man walking out of the cave with an impatient look on his face.
"Let me introduce you. This is the founder of our sect, Dao Lord of the Vast Sea Fang Wuya."
"!!!"
This time it was Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou's turn to be shocked.
Lord Hanhai, the ancestor of the revival fifty thousand years ago!
Is he still alive?
Didn’t they say he was only at the Tribulation Crossing stage?
"No, he is a half-immortal." The Immortal Fairy revealed the realm of Lord Hanhai.
"I'm busy in retreat, what do you want from me?"
The existence of Daojun Hanhai is the strongest trump card of the Dao Sect. He will not take action unless the sect faces a life-and-death crisis.
At least that was the case before Yunzhi joined the Wendao Sect.
After Yunzhi joined the Wendao Sect, his practice improved by leaps and bounds. Taoist Master Hanhai felt that this younger generation was a talented person with great potential, so he offered to give him some advice.
He was then beaten to a pulp by Yunzhi, foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground.
From then on, he was determined to work hard, achieve enlightenment and become an immortal, in order to restore his dignity as the founder of the revival of the dynasty, so he went into seclusion deep in the Wendao Sect.
From then on, he disappeared from the Wendao Sect.
"We found a senior who we might need you to meet."
"Oh, which junior is it?" Fang Wuya asked casually. He was the founder of the Zhongxing Dynasty. To Yunzhi, she was a senior, but to him, they were all juniors.
"This one." Yun Zhi dodged and revealed the Xiantian Taoist.
"The person we found is the founder of our sect, the Xiantian Taoist Qi Tongtian."
"Hello, I'm Qi Tongtian." Taoist Xiantian was as polite as ever.
"Grandmaster?"
Fang Wuya was shocked.
Originally, he had the highest status in the Wendao Sect. Whether in terms of cultivation or seniority, he was number one.
Later, Yunzhi appeared, causing his cultivation level to fall to second place in the Wendao Sect.
Now, he is not even the eldest.
(End of this chapter)