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Chapter 525: The Master and Disciple's Defense is Broken, Sect Master Shen Congratulates Concubine Long on Her Birthday

Banshan Sect, inner sect.

As the sky was shaking, a group of Baiyujing warriors, who looked tired and injured, appeared one after another.

Two of them were even in a semi-comatose state and needed help from others.

This is undoubtedly the result of a fierce battle.

However, the elders who stayed behind in the sect looked at Yan Chongzhang in the front with some surprise.

Under Daozi's leadership, the Banshan Sect sent out most of its strong men to wipe out the Diming Youmang clan. Although they don't look very good now, at least everyone has returned alive.

According to the Banshan Sect elders’ understanding of the strength of the group of ghost pythons.

It can be seen that several Nanhong Daozi must have made a lot of efforts to achieve such a great victory.

But...what's the harvest?

Aren't we going to capture the young master of the Earth Nether Python alive? Could it be that the situation was too tense and he was accidentally killed?
Thinking of this, everyone's heart sank suddenly.

As the saying goes, if you stir up trouble, you will alert the snake. If the news of Banshan Sect's attack on Youmang gets out, the nearby demons will definitely become more vigilant. If Banshan Sect wants to complete the task assigned by Wuliangdaohuang Sect, it will probably have to pay a greater price.

Well, I can only take this opportunity to get in touch with this top giant, which is not too bad.

Just as they were thinking about it, they suddenly noticed that the Great Elder's face turned pale, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

"I won't talk behind your back. Come with me, and I will sue you in person."

Yang Yunheng finally suppressed his anger and returned to the sect. He waved his sleeves angrily, grabbed Yan Chongzhang's arm and rushed forward. He didn't look like an elder of the immortal sect at all, but more like a martial artist.

"..."

Yan Chongzhang glanced at the old man helplessly, but did not struggle. He followed him towards the back of the mountain.

"Why don't we go?" Bai Wu looked to the side tentatively.

No matter how steady Wei Yuanzhou was, there was some embarrassment in his eyes at this moment. He never thought that he and his companions only came to Xihong to ask for help, but they could cause discord between the elders of the Banshan Sect and Daozi.

If there hadn't been a definite response to his request for help, he really wanted to just leave.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

The two people who were most loyal to the sect actually fell out in front of outsiders over a strange cultivator they had just met.

If you want to blame someone... you can only blame Sect Master Shen for being too outstanding.

I just don't know whether this excellence can be recognized by the leader of Banshan Sect. If not, even if Brother Yan is unwilling to break his promise, I'm afraid he will have no say in the matter of assisting Nanhong.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuanzhou looked behind the mountain helplessly.

There is a clear spring in the back mountain.

A skinny old man in linen clothes sat on the ground, as if he had passed away. There was no breath coming out of his body, just like a dead stone.

Behind him, Yang Yunheng kept describing his previous experience. When he got angry, he couldn't help but stamp his feet, puffing his beard and glaring, "How can we treat sect affairs as a joke! Daozi, he didn't even discuss it with me!"

The Great Elder admitted that Young Master Shen was very extraordinary, and even he himself admired him very much, but he was not willing to gamble the life and death of the entire sect with that young man.

What exactly does Yan Chongzhang want to do? Since he is so generous, why not just give up the position of Taoist and let Young Master Shen take it?
"What do you think, what are your plans?"

When the leader of the Banshan Sect opened his eyes, it was as if a piece of stone suddenly came to life.

He did not turn around, and there was no emotion in his voice.

Even though the matter involved the Wuliang Daohuang Sect, the Sect Master of Banshan was not panicked. He just wanted to know what extraordinary things his disciple, whom he had personally trained, had discovered that led him to make such a ridiculous decision.

To be honest, he had seen too many strange and mysterious things and had become a little numb. His expectations for the young cultivator from Nanhong were not even as high as those for the great elder Yang Yunheng.

The reason why I feel so calm is simply because I trust my disciple.

"Come on, you talk!" Yang Yunheng took two steps back and stood with his arms folded.

Yan Chongzhang did not bother with the old man, even though his attitude was very bad and it was totally different from the tone an elder should use to Daozi.

Because he knew very well how incomprehensible his actions were, any cultivator who cared about the Banshan Sect would be outraged.

And what he will do next is even more ridiculous, so ridiculous that everyone will think he is crazy.

Yan Chongzhang took a deep breath, suddenly stepped back, leaned forward, and raised his fists above his head: "I would like to ask... Mr. Shen to take over Chongzhang's place and become my Daozi of the Banshan Sect."

"..."

This time, even the Banshan Sect Master was silent for a long time. He slowly turned his head and said, "Little friend Shen? You don't even know his name."

Taking in Yan Chongzhang's serious look, the old man in hemp clothes took a deep breath and asked, "What's the reason?"

"call."

Under Yang Yunheng's completely dazed gaze, Yan Chongzhang stood up again and said self-deprecatingly: "That mountain is the foundation of my sect, but it belongs to Shen Xiaoyou. I'm really worried that he will take Wuming Mountain away..."

The world of the sect incarnated by a giant in the Hedao realm should be as indifferent as the real world. Even though the Banshan Sect is a little different and prefers people who claim to practice martial arts and has more popularity, it will still be affected to a certain extent and rarely has too big emotional waves.

However, after hearing these words, the leader of the Banshan Sect raised his hand and almost couldn't help but slap him in the face.

Okay, okay, I'll just go out and give my most precious thing to someone else!
"Reason?" The old man in sackcloth clothes suppressed his anger and pressed his palm down again.

"He has already mastered the Divine Mountain Method..." Yan Chongzhang's face showed bitterness.

As soon as these words were spoken, the fingertips of the Banshan Sect Master moved slightly, and then he raised his eyes to look over. He finally understood why his disciple showed such an attitude.

This is a sign of being deeply hit and having one's spiritual faith damaged.

Thinking of this, the expression of the Banshan Sect Master finally relaxed a little, and a heavy and harmonious aura slowly emerged from his body, which was the Divine Mountain Method that had reached perfection.

He comforted her softly, "So what if he succeeded? At your level, this is just an ordinary technique. It doesn't mean anything. Besides, you succeeded too. He just got started faster."

Of course, it is a bit hard to say this. After all, these details are enough to show the huge gap in talent.

But compared to an outsider, Old Man Mai doesn't want his disciple to have any resentment because of this.

He stood up, forced a faint smile, and reached out to pat Yan Chongzhang's thick shoulders.

"No... not the entry level. His current attainment of the Divine Mountain Method is already at the same level as yours." Yan Chongzhang looked up embarrassedly and explained a little more.

Before he finished speaking, Yan Daozi suddenly found that the hand on his shoulder slowly stopped, then clenched, making a creaking sound.

The leader of the Moving Mountains Sect looked into the distance in silence, which was the direction of the Nameless Mountain.

A complex look emerged in his deep eyes, and then turned into a hint of resentment.

If it took three days to crack the first layer of secret treasures, it is possible that the young cultivator surnamed Shen used some means, but in such a short period of time, he was able to practice the Shen Yue Fa to perfection.

If this has nothing to do with Wuming Mountain, Zhang would just eat the mountain!
Years of companionship are ultimately no match for fate!
He quickly retracted his hand, turned around, and became calm again: "So what if it's like this? Why are you so anxious? Master, why are you so anxious? I have always advised you to be calm, but you have thrown it all to the back of your mind?"

"The mountain is still here, and the Mountain Moving Sect is still here."

"He was the one who begged us to come and see... we didn't beg him!" At the end, the Banshan Sect Leader's face twitched.

Yan Chongzhang silently looked at his master's back and whispered, "Master, I don't seem to be in a hurry."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his master's hands clenched behind his back again!

The Banshan Sect Master turned around and glanced at him coldly: "It's not like you haven't seen a mountain before. After discovering the mystery, is it possible to suppress your emotions?"

"When he comes back, if you are still like this and let others underestimate the Banshan Sect, resulting in the failure to keep that young cultivator, don't blame me for asking you to recall the exquisiteness of my palm technique!"

As he said this, the Banshan Sect Master sneered: "Oh, what's more, this is his mountain..."

He sat cross-legged again and said calmly but firmly: "You guys go and prepare first. He will definitely be back in a few days at most."

As long as you have the bait in your hand, there is no reason to worry about the fish not taking the bait.

This apprentice is still too young and needs more training.

……

Between the vast ocean of Xihong, Shen Yi walked on his sword, closed his eyes, and recalled the map given by Banshan Sect in his mind.

With his amazing memory, no detail would be missed.

But the more he recalled, the more Shen Yi's brows furrowed.

The Banshan Sect is quite large in size, and those that catch their eye and are worth recording are at least the big demon tribes with Bai Yujing in charge.

This is a good thing.

But the entire situation in Xihong was somewhat beyond Shen Yi's expectations.

The Banshan Sect has marked out in detail the intricate relationships behind each demon clan, making the entire map look like a densely packed net. If you count them carefully, you will find that either they have the background of the Dragon Palace or they are protected by a great demon in the Hedao realm.

Some of them are even related to the Immortal Sect.

This is fundamentally different from the clear-cut situation between Monk Nanhong and the demon clan. It's like a pot of chaos.

It was difficult for Shen Yi to tell whether the place he was planning to go to was dangerous or not.

This is not Nanhong. There is no Hedao treasure land for him to take refuge, and there are no several Hedao realm sect masters to help intimidate others. Once something goes wrong, he will have almost no way to retreat or back-up plan.

"My Lord, there is the presence of water creatures ahead."

At this moment, Yu Lan, who was following quietly behind Shen Yi, gave a soft reminder and then quietly returned to the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

She is a fire-attributed bird demon, and she is naturally more sensitive to water creatures.

This South Palace Master is not like Ke Shisan and Wu Jun, who have a formal relationship with the Dragon Palace. She can accompany him for the time being. Moreover, the demonic aura on her will make it easier for Shen Yi to confuse his identity.

It seemed like he was verifying what Yu Lan said.

In an instant, the water surface in the distance suddenly rolled up, and a majestic black-backed dragon emerged from the water, causing huge waves dozens of feet high.

It was wearing a cold metal similar to a horse bit, and its wet black scales were shining. Just above its dragon spine, a tall figure stood holding the reins.

He was wearing silver-white armor and a long cape. He was a young man with two horns on his head, and his cultivation level was about the ninth level of Return to Void.

He first looked Shen Yi up and down, his eyes swept over the other's black shirt and black flying sword, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes instinctively.

But when he sensed the powerful cultivation that the black-shirted young man was faintly emitting, he still loosened the reins and said earnestly, "Xigong Longsun, Qi Laojiu, on the orders of Xigong, I am here to welcome all the Taoist friends who come to celebrate my birthday."

"Fellow Taoist, please come this way."

After saying that, Qi Laojiu waved his hand casually, and the water surface quickly parted, and then it was like a long bridge, leading to the extremely deep sea.

"..."

When he heard the words "Happy Birthday", Shen Yi's slightly raised hand paused quietly, then dropped back down again, and he lightly tapped his chin as if nothing had happened.

It seemed like I had somehow gotten involved in something related to the Dragon Palace.

Things like celebrating birthdays, especially for demons... Although it only happened once after leaving the precious land of Nanyang, Shen Yi actually quite likes it.

Although he was not arrogant enough to think that he could hold a banquet in the West Dragon Palace, it would be better if he could get to know more monsters who came to celebrate his birthday and go back together... than rushing straight into the unknown monster cave.

at the same time.

Qi Laojiu was also observing the changes in Shen Yi's expression.

As the grandson of the Xigong Dragon, those who could be received by him were all well-known figures in Xihong. As for this person, judging from his clothes and the magic weapon he used, they seemed a bit shabby compared with the other party's cultivation.

He is either a very talented independent cultivator, or the founder of a small sect, but he has used some means to change his appearance.

Looking at the young man's taciturn attitude, he also had a bit of arrogance that came from someone who had not seen much of the world.

Qi Laojiu is qualified to make this evaluation.

Because a cultivator who has ascended to Baiyujing may be an extremely powerful existence in other places, but in front of Xilong Palace, he is actually nothing.

I guess he heard the news of Princess Long's birthday celebration from somewhere and wanted to come and join in the fun. He might not even have an invitation.

"Fellow Daoist?" Qi Laojiu called again.

Shen Yi pondered for a moment, feeling the three hall masters in the Ten Thousand Demons Hall and the Ghost Python Stone whose strength surpassed that of the cultivators in the four cities, he felt more confident.

Finally, he looked up and said casually, "Thank you."

If you don't dare to go here or there, why not just go back to Nanhong?

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist."

Qi Laojiu waved his hand again, and waves surged up and landed at Shen Yi's feet, gently guiding him into the water.

Until you completely enter the water.

Shen Yi looked back and found that Qi Laojiu did not follow him, so he called out Yu Lan again and signaled them to split up and explore the situation ahead. If there was any situation, they could inform him in advance.

After making these preparations, he turned his attention to the waters below.

I saw that the long bridge of water released by Qi Laojiu seemed to be connected to other places.

After entering a quite deep place.

Shen Yi actually saw many figures walking together, all walking on the river waves, talking and laughing, and heading in the same direction.

Among them are monks and also demons.

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows, feeling a little uncomfortable. That was why he spotted a "kindred spirit" in the crowd with his sharp eyes.

She was a girl in casual clothes, with outstanding looks and temperament, and no identification marks on her body.

She was obviously coming from a certain sect, and she lowered her eyes slightly to hide her displeasure.

Shen Yi withdrew his gaze and had no intention of recognizing the other party.

Mainly because I’m not familiar with it.

We only rode together for a while when we left Nanhong.

I still remember that he seemed to be the disciple of the Bi Hai Sect, but I’m not sure about his name.

For Shen Yi, there is only one most important thing now.

That was to find out whose birthday party it was. After all, he had made an enemy in Xihong. Fairy Baohua was barely a normal person, but the elder of Baohua Sect who had communicated with her using the jade slip was obviously connected to the West Dragon Palace. What if he betrayed some information to the Dragon Palace...

But there's no need to scare yourself. It shouldn't be such a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi listened carefully to the conversations around him.

However, when he heard the first sentence, he instinctively raised his eyes.

"You said that Long Fei is celebrating his birthday. Will Lord Long come back?"

"Come back? It dares."

"I heard that he has found an excuse to go to Nanhong and is trying to avoid the spotlight."

You know, this is on the territory of the West Dragon Palace. Although the monks lowered their voices, they were obviously not afraid of being heard by others.

This is enough to show that the fact that Master Qi is henpecked is no longer a secret in Xihong.

"..."

Shen Yi followed the flow of the water, his expression normal, except for a hint of complexity in his eyes.

It's okay, although it is indeed a bit of a coincidence, but at least the dragon demon who is comparable to the Hedao realm is not here. As for this dragon concubine, to put it bluntly, even if she really knew that I had killed the snake demon in Xiaojiabao, she still has to thank me.

Jokes are jokes.

Shen Yi finally understood why the Bi Hai Sect's Taoist disciple had such an ugly expression on his face.

The eldest son of the Qi family's dragon sons is leading his troops to Nanhong to deal with the Seventh Son. As a Taoist disciple of the sect, he has to waste his time on celebrating his wife's birthday. No one can stand this.

(End of this chapter)