Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Chapter 38 What Happened

The grievances between the two sects are beyond the reach of a group of casual cultivators like them.

They fell silent for a moment.

Jian Yuquan's eyes fell on Jiang Yanlu and the others, his eyes were dark: "Let's look at the competition in the cultivation world two years later, how our Jiyue Sword Sect defeated Taixuan Sword Sect and became one of the new four major sects!"

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Two hours later, Jiang Yanlu and his party of 16 people divided into eight teams and entered Jialan Mountain.

Jialan Mountain is the largest mountain range in the southwestern part of the Cultivation Realm. There are towering old trees and vast forests. The air is hot and humid, and the mountains are full of monsters.

According to the information given by Zongmen, there may still be sixth-order monsters in the depths of the mountains.

A sixth-order monster is comparable to a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods.

Jiang Yanlu cheered up and led Qiyue to the Jialan Mountains.

As mentioned in the original book, the entrances to the secret realm are not fixed at the same location, but scattered randomly.

In the previous life, Jiang Yanlu stepped on somewhere, fell into the secret realm of Jialan Mountain, and walked to the depths of the secret realm alone.

The two walked all the way, but didn't see a living thing. Looking at the mottled blood on the ground, Jiang Yanlu frowned slightly, and said to Qiyue beside him:
"Junior Brother, it seems that someone has come here earlier, let's go a little further, and if we still haven't found anything, we can change the road."

Qi Yue nodded, and replied obediently: "Okay."

As early as the moment he got off the spaceship, he smelled a faintly familiar scent.

That was the smell left on Moxiu's body.

And there is more than one magic cultivator.

500 years ago, after the battle between the Demon Realm and the Realm of Comprehension, the demons were suppressed in the Hundred Demon Cave.

The Moxiu of the Demon Realm did not dare to appear in the cultivation world so blatantly.

It seems that during the past few months when his body was asleep, many things happened in the Demon Realm that he didn't know about.

This time, the Jialan Mountain Secret Realm is probably much more lively than before.

Qiyue was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a movement in front of him.

The next moment, an arrogant voice came into his ears clearly.

"Hand over Xingyao Niu's demon pill."

Jiang Yanlu raised his eyes to the place where the voice came from.

Huge bushes blocked the middle, making it impossible to see the speaker clearly.

Only a few vague figures can be seen vaguely through the gaps in the leaves.

As soon as the secret place of Jialan Mountain came out, monks from all over the world of comprehension came one after another.

These days, this area has not been peaceful.

Jiang Yanlu didn't intend to get involved in it, she looked away and prayed together: "Little brother, let's go."

The sound continued.

"Xingyao Niu was clearly killed by us! Why should we give it to you shameless people!"

Jiang Yanlu turned around and paused.

this sound...

This is the voice of her fellow teacher, Cheng Xinglan!
Didn't the junior brother follow the senior brother to experience in other secret realms?
Why did it appear in Jialan Mountain?
Jiang Yanlu raised his eyes: "Go and have a look."

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The shadows of the trees were faint, and the atmosphere near the river not far from the other side of the bushes was anxious.

The three disciples wearing the uniforms of the Taixuan Sword Sect were all hung with colors, and they supported each other, and they seemed to be seriously injured.

The youngest female disciple was guarded by two senior brothers.

Whose blood was stained on the baby's face, her big eyes were filled with tears, she pursed her lips to keep the tears from falling.

Beside them, lay a fourth-order monster Xing Yaoniu that had died.

Xingyao Niu's demon pill has been dug out, and blood is gushing from the gap.

Five Jiyue Sword Sect disciples in bright blue brocade clothes stopped in front of them.

The clothes of several people were neat and clean, there was no trace of fighting on their bodies, and their breath was very stable.

The disciple standing in the middle is the second senior brother of Ji Yue Jianzong, second only to the senior senior brother Jian Yuquan.

He raised his nostrils and looked at the three disciples of Taixuan Jianzong, arrogant and rude:

"This Xingyao Niu was clearly chased here by the disciples of our Jiyue Sword Sect and shot him dead. It was your Taixuan Sword Sect who stole our demon pill."

Cheng Xinglan let out a piss, and said unforgivingly:
"I have long heard that the Jiyue Sword Sect was established by stealing other sects' swordsmanship and mentality. The disciples under the sect are also a group of dignified robbers. It really lives up to its reputation."

The dirty things of Jiyue Jianzong are no secret in the cultivation world.

It's just that the Jiyue Sword Sect has become more and more powerful in recent years, and the comprehension world has been forcibly covered.

But there are also sects who are not afraid of Jiyue Sword Sect.

For example, Taixuan Jianzong.

Shen Lancheng's face darkened: "Nonsense!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled the black long sword out of the scabbard violently, and the sharp point of the sword rushed towards Cheng Xinglan at lightning speed!
Senior brother Mingwei, who stood in front of Cheng Xinglan, was about to mobilize the little aura in his body, and was about to use his sword to block it for the senior.

I saw a silver-white sword shadow flying out from behind them.

The Nine Heavens Sword made a clanging sound in mid-air, and hit Shen Lancheng's waist suddenly.

Knock it into the air directly!

Shen Lancheng's expression changed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in pain.

The blood drew an arc in the air, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The black sword in his hand also flew several meters away.

"Second Senior Brother!"

The sudden change startled the disciples of Jiyue Sword Sect, and they hurried forward to help Shen Lancheng up.

Shen Lancheng's entire face was gloomy, he wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, and spoke to the surrounding bushes:
"This matter is between my Jiyue Jianzong and Taixuan Jianzong. Your Excellency hastily intervened because you want to be an enemy of my Jiyue Jianzong?"

"Jiyue Jianzong speaks loudly." Jiang Yanlu came out from behind the bushes.

The girl's eyes were cold, and she raised her hand to take back the Nine Heavens Sword.

Shen Lancheng was dazzled by Jiang Yanlu's appearance, and only came back to his senses after seeing her wearing the Yuebai Zongfu of Taixuan Jianzong.

His expression and tone were not as unruly as before: "I have never met the girl before, and the girl wounded me with a sword. Is this the Taixuan Sword Sect's way of treating people?"

Before Cheng Xinglan could get out of the joy of seeing Jiang Yanlu, he heard Shen Lancheng barking.

He snorted coldly and said with a sneer: "You also know that our Taixuan Sword Sect only has the way to treat others, how to treat you, this sect really doesn't teach."

Shen Lancheng was furious: "Cheng Xinglan!"

He just took a step forward.

The Nine Heavens Sword was released from Jiang Yanlu's hand again, and the aura circulated, and the tip of the sword pointed directly in front of Shen Lancheng.

Shen Lancheng felt a dull pain in his chest and abdomen again.

Concerned about the sword, he shut his mouth for an instant, glared at Cheng Xinglan angrily, and took a step back.

Jiang Yanlu looked sideways at Senior Brother Mingwei and asked, "Senior Brother, what happened?"

Brother Mingwei spoke slowly: "Today...day...morning...morning...our...senior...brother...sister...three...people..."

Brother Mingwei suffered a head injury when he was a child, and was dumb for several years. He finally became able to speak, but he stuttered a bit.

In order not to let himself stutter, he slowed down his speech every time, jumping out word by word.

Cheng Xinglan's mouth followed his, and he was about to die of anxiety, so he said:

"Brother, let me talk to my little sister."

(End of this chapter)