Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 526 It Doesn't Know My Name
Who could have thought.

Deep in the surging blue waves of Xihong, there stands a towering Jade Mountain whose top cannot be seen when one looks up.

The mountain is clear and translucent, with layers upon layers of shimmering beauty, yet it is orderly connected by glazed pavilions, vaguely revealing the strict distinction between superiors and subordinates.

The moment they saw the Jade Mountain, all the monks and demons stopped talking, lined up in an orderly manner and marched forward.

Shen Yi casually glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He flicked his fingertips hidden in his sleeves slightly, and the shapeshifting method he had prepared specifically for sneaking into Nanhong came in handy again.

There were no exaggerated adjustments, only some minor changes in the details of the handsome face. There was a slight coldness between the eyebrows, and the corners of the lips seemed to contain an lingering chill, which seemed to imply that no strangers should approach.

Shen Yi was quite familiar with changing one's appearance, and adjusted his facial expression skillfully.

In an instant, he transformed from a seemingly introverted young cultivator into a lonely, arrogant and cold wandering cultivator.

It can be seen that the so-called Dragon Queen’s birthday banquet was as grand as the original Seven Sons Conference.

Even cultivators who have reached the Three Cities Realm, who in Nanhong are already considered top elders of an immortal sect like Liu Xingshan, have to line up obediently to approach this Jade Mountain.

The reason why Shen Yi took such action was not only to prepare for what might happen next, but also because he had a new assessment of the degree of danger of the matter.

That Dragon Concubine...or rather, this Jade Mountain, there is most likely a being who is comparable to the Hedao realm.

Otherwise, how could we suppress this group of arrogant and powerful people?

Yu Lan seemed to be far away from Shen Yi, making the two of them seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact she always kept a distance so that she could come back to help at the first time no matter what happened.

The team moved forward quickly like a long dragon.

Under the Jade Mountain, a black-backed dragon transformed into a human form and called out the names of the people in a loud voice: "Julu Sect, one hundred bottles of Xuyang Zhendan, one Qingwang jade hairpin, to celebrate the birthday of the Dragon Concubine! You are invited to the 66th floor!"

As soon as the names were called out, other black-backed dragon guards came forward to lead the way.

Several Julu Sect monks looked back with smiles on their faces, and it was obvious that they were quite happy. They bowed and said goodbye to the many fellow Taoists who had traveled with them earlier.

Being able to step into a higher position in Yushan also represents the sect's status in Xihong.

In full view of the crowd, a beautiful woman in a gorgeous green feather dress with a graceful figure walked around. Even though her fair skin was quite eye-catching, no one, whether demons or monks, dared to take a second look at her because of her indifferent expression.

Yu Lan ignored the black-backed dragon guard beside her and walked straight towards Yushan.

The guard's eyelids twitched. After sensing the faint aura of the Heart Flame on him, he remained silent for a moment, then whispered to his colleague next to him, "Ninety-ninth floor."

The Liuli Qingfeng clan and Xilong Palace don't get along well. Although they don't know the specific name of this woman, based on her demeanor and her unfathomable strength, she must have a high status in the clan.

Coming to the banquet alone, with this expression on his face, he must have other thoughts.

It would be better to arrange it closer to the Dragon Concubine.

After all, even if the ancestor of the Liuli Qingfeng clan came in person, he might not be able to gain any advantage from the Dragon Concubine.

Thinking of this, the black-backed dragon guard shifted his gaze back and continued to call out the names.

Soon, a figure in black shirt walked over quietly.

Seeing that this person was about to walk away quietly, the guard's eyelids twitched again and he knocked hard on the gift list on the table twice.

bang bang.

What the hell are you doing! Are you really here to eat for free?

"..."

Shen Yi sighed in his heart. It was a sin to waste all the natural treasures he had collected with great effort on the monster.

He immersed his mind in the ring, scanned Ke Laoqi's collection, and then picked out an ordinary bead necklace and placed it on the table.

The black-backed dragon guard glanced at the beads in silence and opened his mouth, somewhat unsure whether he should sing or not.

To the outside world, this string of beads is extremely rare. If you want to get one, you must pay a high price. But the problem is... you can tell at a glance that this is something unique to the Dragon Palace. Using something from the Dragon Palace to honor the Dragon Concubine? !

Wouldn't that be a bit too stupid?

The Black Dragon Guard saw a hint of heartache between the monk's eyebrows, then looked at the monk's attire, and felt both angry and amused.

Where did this country bumpkin come from? His luck is so incredible that he has such a powerful cultivation level, not much inferior to those famous geniuses from the big sects.

It seemed as if it suddenly thought of something. As a casual cultivator with limited knowledge, it didn't know what to give as a gift, so it subconsciously thought of collecting things from the Dragon Palace. Although it seemed to be unworldly, its sincerity was obvious.

This is obviously the cultivator who came to seek refuge with the Dragon Concubine.

"Take him to the ninety-ninth floor."

After thinking about it, the Black Dragon Guard whispered another order.

Shen Yi had extremely sharp hearing. He took in all the information on the floor, and the look of heartache in his eyes intensified.

It's broken, I gave too much.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the Jade Mountain in front of him. He had to think of a way to make up for the losses.

……

The crystal clear dome and the ingenious lights.

Even each white floor tile is painted with a different pattern, which when combined together forms a magnificent painting.

There were also beauties dancing in the hall, their colorful clothes fluttering in the wind. They were pretty but not coquettish. Although their cultivation was not high, they did have quite a bit of temperament.

It can be seen that the owners of these palaces are probably not rough people who only know how to fight and kill.

Shen Yi entered the palace relatively late.

Those who can enter this palace have extremely high status in Xihong, and most of them even have a close connection with a certain Hedao realm master.

The seating arrangement is also very particular.

For example, the Taoist disciple from the Bi Hai Sect was also in the hall. The sect she went to ask for help must have a sect master in the He Dao realm. This kind of relationship with the He Dao realm can be considered extremely close, so his position was also in a very forward place.

Yu Lan, who was mistakenly thought to be from the Liuli Qingfeng clan, also took a seat in a similar place.

On the other hand, the black dragon guard quietly took Shen Yi to the corner: "Please."

Leaving only a simple word, it turned and left.

"..."

Shen Yi sat cross-legged. Although he was not used to this hierarchical atmosphere, he was still quite satisfied.

After all, apart from the monks, the demons who can enter this hall must also have considerable background.

This position is just right for him to observe secretly.

Of course, apart from this, he really didn't want anyone to come and talk to him. After all, he still didn't know the Dragon Concubine's name, how old she was, or how much life she had left.

Since they arrived late, the monks who arrived earlier had already started chatting with each other.

Shen Yi pretended to admire the beauty's dance, but his mind was elsewhere. Before he had time to listen carefully, he noticed the weirdness in the atmosphere.

This is also related to the chaotic situation in Xihong.

They are all top forces, and when they gather together, it is inevitable that there will be conflicts of interest, and their words will inevitably be a bit sarcastic.

The only cultivators who could stay out of it were probably Shen Yi and the Taoist from the Bi Hai Sect.

Shen Yi didn't care. After all, he had just arrived and it was always a good thing to hear more gossip, which would help him choose targets in the future and even be able to use others' strengths to his advantage.

However, Daozi of the Bi Hai Sect had no interest at all. He sat with his eyes lowered, sipping his wine quietly.

However, the next moment, she raised her eyes slightly: "..."

Just because there was a giant sea snake monster, it seemed that it didn't want the atmosphere to be so awkward any longer, so it somewhat abruptly changed the topic to something else, something that had nothing to do with Xihong.

"Do you know why Uncle Qi left Xihong and where he went?" Upon hearing this, everyone looked over with interest. After all, this was the birthday banquet of Concubine Long, and Uncle Qi was not in Yushan. With his henpecked personality, wasn't he afraid of offending Concubine Long?

The sea snake smiled faintly: "Master Qi led his troops to Nanhong for the Nanhong Seven Sons."

The four words "Seven Sons of Nanhong" echoed in the hall. Many cultivators and demons showed doubts on their faces. The only ones who reacted slightly were the big forces in the front positions, and whispers slowly sounded.

They pondered for a moment, and they no longer had a clear idea of ​​the powerful force that had been so famous a hundred thousand years ago.

Ever since that incident, not to mention the Seven Sons, even the entire Nanhong seemed to have disappeared from Hongze, fading away without a sound.

Bi Hai Zong Daozi closed his eyes, his expression calm.

Even when these monks and demons mentioned their own sects, their words were far from respectful and even contained a hint of mockery and ridicule.

But as a Taoist, I still have some patience.

Besides, the current situation of the Seven Sons of Nanyang is...itself quite difficult, so they can’t blame others.

"Drink." Next to the Bi Hai Zong Daozi, a young man in gorgeous clothes raised his glass casually and whispered a word of comfort.

They are also a giant in Xihong, called Yunhe Sect. Although they do not have a second Hedao treasure land, the strength of the sect master is quite strong, and they are also one of the main targets of Nanyang Sect's request for assistance this time.

"I understand." The Taoist of the Bi Hai Sect raised his wine cup and responded calmly.

She came to ask for help, not to cause trouble. What's more, the fact that Yunhe Sect brought her here proved to the Seven Sons of Nanhong that they really had something to do. After finishing their business, the probability of them going to Nanhong to provide help was quite high.

However, before the wine cup reached his lips, the eyes of the Taoist from the Bi Hai Sect suddenly turned colder.

"Of course, today is the Dragon Queen's birthday, so let's not talk about those things of fighting and killing. Besides, there is no need to talk about it."

According to the sea snake monster, the West Dragon Palace has already intervened in this matter, so the demise of the Seven Sons of Nanhong is only a matter of time.

One hundred thousand years ago, under the leadership of Sect Master Qin, together with six equally powerful Sect Masters in the Hedao Realm, a total of seven top-level powerhouses, they were extremely powerful in Hongze.

But after that incident, the peace between cultivators and demons was suddenly broken. Not to mention the bloody storm, the big forces swallowed up the small ones from time to time, and the demons also took the opportunity to devour many treasures of the sects.

In a life-and-death battle, it is more likely that a hero will emerge.

In the current West Dragon Palace alone, there are more than seven great demons in the Hedao realm, not to mention the entire South Dragon Palace. The seven are also missing the strongest leader, Qin. If no other forces intervene, the outcome is almost certain.

"What I want to tell you is a joke I heard."

Seeing that everyone's interest was raised, the sea snake monster also stood up, and then lowered his head with a smile that could not be hidden: "As for the Nanhong Seven Sons you know, they actually have the leisure time to hold a grand Seven Sons Conference. Instead of being the tail of the phoenix, they become the head of the chicken, and lead those scattered soldiers of Nanhong. It can be regarded as a reluctant experience of the former glory."

Hearing this, many demons burst into laughter: "Apart from the six of them, are there any other Hedao-level cultivators in Nanhong? How dare you call this a great conference?"

Shen Yi listened quietly, and perhaps realized something.

Although Nan Hong doesn't have a deep understanding of the outside world, Hong Ze actually knows very little about Nan Hong either.

For Shen Yi, who once led a group of demon-suppressing generals in a life-and-death battle with the Howling Moon Wolf King in Qingzhou, he knew how important this information gap was. The less the other party knew, the more beneficial it would be for Nan Hong.

"..."

Yunhe Zong Daozi listened to the laughter around him and looked at the girl next to him with some concern.

Sure enough, a hint of coldness appeared on the face of the Bi Hai Zong Daozi, and the wine cup he raised did not touch his red lips for a long time.

He smiled helplessly and stood up as well: "Whether there are other people in the Hedao realm or not has nothing to do with us in Xihong. Besides, the Seven Sons of Nanhong are our predecessors after all, and their background is also very profound. Let's talk less about trivial matters to avoid getting into trouble. Let's talk about other things."

Hearing someone trying to dissuade them, everyone subconsciously looked over. After recognizing his identity, although they didn't know the reason, they quickly stopped laughing and gave face to Yunhe Sect.

Even if there are a few forces that are at odds with the Yunhe Sect, they will not get entangled with each other over such trivial matters.

Feeling the sudden silence around him, the snake demon felt a little embarrassed. He leaned over to pick up the wine glass and took a sip, explaining, "Hey, there's no way they could leave Nanhong. What's there to be afraid of... Besides, I don't want to gossip about the Seven Sons of Nanhong. What I find funny is the Nanyang Sect that has been destroyed for many years."

Hearing this, everyone's interest was piqued again.

"I know Yang Daozi means well, but we are not outsiders. Gossip won't spread, so why bother ruining the fun."

A majestic tiger demon was standing at the front of the entire hall, with his strong arms slowly placed on the table. His hair was abnormally white, with black lines like ink. He looked very clean, and his realm was quite profound. Even if he was not as good as the Glazed Green Phoenix, he was at least not inferior to the previous Young Master of the Ghost Python.

It propped up its lazy body and glanced at the sea snake monster calmly: "Speak."

"..."

Yunhe Zong Daozi was silent for a moment, sighed, and sat back down.

This white tiger monster may not be a big deal, but that's because the power behind it is quite powerful, so there is no need to send out the true descendants of the same level as Daozi.

With the White Tiger Demon's permission, the sea snake smiled again: "The Nanhong Seven Sons are quite large, and it is indeed inappropriate to make fun of them, but the reason why I mentioned the Seven Sons Conference is because of this conference... snort..."

At this point, it actually laughed out loud: "They elected a cultivator from Baiyujing to be the seventh sect leader! Baiyujing... Sect Leader... That's why I suspect that Nanhong has no new Hedao cultivators. Otherwise, how could it have fallen to this point? Maybe if I go to Nanhong, I can also become the leader of an immortal sect."

"Bai Yujing, Sect Master?"

Those who could enter this hall and sit in the first seat were all cultivators who had ascended to Baiyujing. Upon hearing this, they were briefly stunned.

You know, the word "Immortal Sect" is not used casually.

The prerequisite is that there are immortals first.

In Hongze, only those who have reached the Hedao realm can barely be called earthly immortals, in order to distinguish them from real immortals.

After hearing the news, even several elders of the Yunhe Sect looked at the girl with some doubt.

When the Seven Sons of Nanhong came to ask for help, they never told us that they had fallen to such a state.

"This is absolutely true. I still remember that ignorant monk. His name was Shen... Shen..." The sea snake monster scratched his head and laughed, "Sorry, everyone, I don't remember!"

boom--

At this moment, a dull sound resounded through the hall, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw the young girl with a distinguished temperament who came with Yunhe Sect.

At this moment, the palm of the hand is quietly placed on the table.

She raised her eyes indifferently, staring at the snake demon, slowly retracted her slender white palm, and the nectar dripped from her fingertips, leaving only fragments of wine cups on the table.

This incident has seriously affected her mission of asking for help.

not to mention……

As a disciple of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, no one should accept that someone would trample on the dignity of their leader in public.

"Daoyou?" The sea snake was a little stunned, then smiled and said, "What's wrong? But how did I offend you?"

"..."

The Bihai Sect Taoist took a deep breath, a chill appeared on the corners of his lips, and he stood up slowly. Under the anxious gaze of the Yunhe Sect Taoist, he stretched out his hand neatly and said, "That's not the case. It's just that we are both immortal sect cultivators, and we can't stand hearing the demons talking nonsense here."

As she spoke, a barely noticeable cut suddenly appeared on her fingertips, and a drop of scarlet blood slowly floated to the center of the hall, appearing a bit dazzling.

Faced with such an invitation to discuss death.

The sea snake was obviously still a little dazed. After a few breaths, it frowned, as if it had heard an extremely ridiculous joke: "Both...both are immortal sect cultivators?"

The remaining people in the hall also looked over with strange expressions.

The sea snake demon shook his head, and his voice was a little more playful: "Daoyou, you don't seem to be from Xihong, right? You can't be..."

Its tone suddenly became much colder, and its eyes flashed with cruelty: "From Nanhong?"

In Xihong, or in Hongze, there is no such thing as fellow immortal sect cultivators. The relationship between many immortal sects may not be as harmonious as that between them and a certain demon tribe.

Such old-fashioned words make it hard not to think of the silent place that has been disconnected from Hongze for a full 100,000 years.

(End of this chapter)