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Chapter 538 If you don't want money, I'll use another method
"An Tingfeng's only daughter was kidnapped, and the young son of the Liuli Qingfeng clan disappeared... I thought this was the work of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect."

"After all, in this land of Xihong, even if it is the Dragon Palace, there is no need to offend these two major demon forces at the same time."

"Until Pan Boyang also fell."

Lu Mingchuan seemed to be leading the way with a smile on his face, but his master's voice rang in his mind.

Wanxiang Pavilion has spies everywhere in Xihong, striving to obtain as much information as possible. This is the basis for them to successfully pick up a piece of Hedao treasure land in the chaotic Xihong and become a foothold in the immortal sect.

Pan Boyang’s death itself was bizarre, but what was even stranger was the speed at which the news spread.

It's obvious that someone is fanning the flames.

Perhaps there really is an extremely powerful unknown force that wants to settle in Xihong. After all, the Tianyuan Fantasy Thunder Ruler was indeed easily shattered. But judging from the fact that they still need to use such tricks, they have definitely not reached the level where they can confront the Wuliang Daohuang Sect head-on.

Wanxiang Pavilion has only been an immortal sect for a short time, and its position is not yet stable. It is in urgent need of a strong ally... or a backer.

The original thought was whether he could rely on his well-informed ability to get close to this newly arrived powerful force in advance. After all, the other party had just arrived, and what they lacked most was a qualified spy.

But as Wanxiang Pavilion investigated more deeply, they discovered something strange about the matter.

In recent days, if there is any big force involved in Xihong, it is undoubtedly the group of barbarians from Nanhong.

As luck would have it, before An Tingfeng's only daughter was kidnapped, the only person in the entire Haoyue Shuanghu clan who had offended anyone was An Tuxiao who was going to attend the birthday banquet of Yushan Dragon Queen.

According to the information received, the person An Tuxiao offended at that time was a strange young cultivator, who was followed by a glazed green phoenix.

The cause of the incident took Wanxiang Pavilion a long time to investigate, and they finally attributed it to an equally unfamiliar woman, who was the Taoist disciple of the Bihai Sect among the Seven Sons of Nanhong, named Lin You.

Then something happened in Baoyue Tomb.

Wanxiang Pavilion started with Liuli Qingfeng and found that someone had seen the youngest son of the clan leader go to the Diming Youmang clan, and this Youmang clan was destroyed by the Banshan Sect.

Similarly, before the news of Pan Boyang’s death came out, the last place he went was also Banshan Sect!

If what the spy reported was correct, the Seven Sons of Nanhong split into two groups, and the target of the other group's request for help seemed to be the Banshan Sect.

At this point, the whole thing seemed to be connected all at once.

Even the giant in the Hedao realm of Wanxiang Pavilion was a little agitated. They seemed to have grasped a piece of information that was the most valuable in Xihong today.

The only thing to consider is who to sell the news to.

After careful consideration, Wanxiang Pavilion still ruled out the Wuliang Daohuang Sect, which seemed to be the most powerful existence. After all, the county magistrate is not as good as the current manager... The only one who can really take care of Wanxiang Pavilion in Xihong has to be the local snake here!

What's more, in addition to the West Dragon Palace, even the prince of the Ke family in Nanhong had asked someone to come to the Wanxiang Pavilion to inquire about the news about the "Palace Master".

How could there be so many unknown forces, and how could they be so arrogant and domineering?
The Seven Sons of Nanhong are indeed getting old and confused. They want to come back, but they don't have the courage to do so. Instead, they have to do such ridiculous tricks and act pretentiously.

No wonder it has been suppressed in the border area by the Southern Dragon Palace and has been unable to recover for a full 100,000 years.

Now that he can no longer pretend to be a coward, he finally remembers to resist. Don’t you think it’s a little late?
With this little ability, you still want help? Tsk, just stay still.

"Everyone, please follow me."

Lu Mingchuan nodded politely and glanced at the silent girl in the black skirt: "I haven't asked you yet, who is this?"

These are all the goods that I have sold myself, so of course I have to know their exact value in advance, so that when I ask for credit from the Dragon Palace, I will have more to say.

"An old friend's daughter, ask me to take care of her."

Shen Yi nodded and explained casually.

As a young monk, it does look a bit strange to have a young girl with him when he is out on business.

But there was no way. He had offended so many big monsters, especially after witnessing the horrific methods of the Frost Tiger Chief. He always felt uneasy without a Hedao realm master to protect him.

"I'm too young, I don't have much experience, and I'm a little shy."

Even Dai Jianshu and Zhong Xiu cast curious glances at him from time to time.

In order to make himself appear a little more normal, Shen Yi pretended to be older and rubbed the little guy's head.

I thought that this bad Lord of the West Palace would not react, but unexpectedly, An Yi was in a daze and rubbed Shen Yi's palm with her head instinctively.

When she reacted, her petite body stiffened a little: "..."

Shen Yi quietly withdrew his hand.

It was this action that made Lu Mingchuan's eyes flash with regret. She looked so extraordinary, but turned out to be just an ordinary girl, still at the age of being coquettish and shy. It seemed that there would be no unexpected gains.

Dai Jianshu and Zhong Xiu looked at each other, feeling somewhat confused.

Others may not know, but don't they know that Sect Master Shen was born in the precious land of Nanyang, and there were only eight of them when he left Nanhong. How could he have made some old friends in Xihong?

However, the other party was the sect leader, and there were outsiders nearby, so the two of them still followed Shen Yi quietly.

Led by Lu Mingchuan and others, the group quickly left Tengyunfang City, traveling between the blue sky and the blue sea, away from human habitation.

"Lu Daozi, excuse me for bothering you."

The tall and strong Zhong Xiu suddenly called out to them, with a smile still on his honest face: "This doesn't seem to be the way to Wanxiang Pavilion?"

"..."

Lu Mingchuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that these Nanhong barbarians were so thoughtful.

However, he was not even the slightest bit flustered, instead he smiled and said: "I'll stop by to get some news, Brother Dao knows, we rely on this to make a living, but if you're in a hurry, you can also go back to the sect first."

If it were someone else, they would already be causing trouble for Wanxiang Pavilion and would not have the nerve to say no.

Zhong Xiu had never done anything presumptuous from the beginning to now, but he refused without hesitation: "I'm in a hurry, I hope Lu Daozi will understand."

"no problem."

Lu Mingchuan immediately turned around and changed direction, with a playful smile on the corner of his lips.

He lowered his eyes to look at the endless clear water beneath his feet.

Perhaps this group of Nanhong barbarians have no idea what kind of status the Xilong Palace holds in Xihong.

As long as you are on the water, it doesn't matter where you do it, and no one dares to interfere anyway.

It's just a little troublesome.

Set a trap and catch the turtle in the jar? These people are overthinking it. Wanxiang Pavilion is only responsible for pointing the way to Dragon Palace, nothing more.

In the past, Wanxiang Pavilion would definitely not dare to get involved in such matters easily, but this time it was different. In addition to the two Dragon Palaces, there were too many more enemies facing the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

Glazed Green Phoenix, Bright Moon Frost Tiger, and even the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect.

They can even eat this piece of news several times in a row.

Making enemies everywhere is seeking your own death!
"Huh...here we come."

Lu Mingchuan suddenly stopped in the sea of ​​clouds and took out a conch without any concealment.

He did not speak to the people behind him. To be more precise, from the moment this sentence rang out, he never gave this group of Nanhong barbarians even a little extra glance.

Including the other cultivators from the Wanxiang Pavilion, they all glanced at the two Nanhong Daozi indifferently. They had no intention of taking action, nor did they make any move to withdraw. They just stood there quietly.

"You guys are crazy."

The moment the conch appeared, Dai Jianshu sighed softly, and then disappeared from the spot, along with Zhong Xiu.

Using normal people's logic, they couldn't understand why only Nanlong Palace tried to contend with the Seven Sons, while the Xihongqi family had only sent out one of their leaders so far. Not to mention causing any serious damage to the Seven Sons, purely in terms of paper strength, the Seven Sons were still far superior to Nanlong Palace.

Two tigers are fighting, and it is unclear who is stronger.

How dare these news mongers take sides so quickly?

The two of them didn't need to discuss at all, they simply blocked all of Lu Mingchuan's retreat routes. They didn't even need to summon Taoist soldiers, their powerful aura was enough to make him unable to resist.

The strength of the three cities' cultivation may be mediocre among the demons that do not need to transcend tribulation, but if placed among the human cultivators, they are absolute geniuses, regardless of whether they are from the South Hong or the North Hong.

After all, that level of death is not so easy to get through.

As for the difference between the skills... a lean camel is bigger than a horse. How dare a mere Wanxiang Pavilion be compared with the Taoist disciples of the Seven Nanhong Sects!

"..."

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from behind him, Lu Mingchuan didn't even intend to turn around. The other monks from the Wanxiang Pavilion also kept their expressions unchanged, as if they were not worried about the safety of their disciples at all.

Only those who are in the Xihong forces can understand how powerful the Xilong Palace is.

Just as Zhong Xiu's rough palm was about to touch Lu Mingchuan's shoulder, a layer of transparent white jade cover fell down at a speed invisible to the naked eye, like an upside-down wine cup, with nine lifelike golden dragons spread out in claws on the top.

The white jade that seemed as thin as a cicada's wing, not only did it break after being hit hard by Zhong Xiu's palm, but there was not even the slightest shake as a whole.

Lu Mingchuan's shoulder was close at hand, but in the eyes of this Taoist from Lingyue Sect, it seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

Dai Jianshu also slammed into the jade disk fiercely. As his aura dissipated, his eyelids twitched violently, and fear appeared in his eyes. The dangerous meaning of this thing was definitely not something that a cultivator from Baiyujing could break!
"Tsk, the Nine Dragon White Jade Cover is indeed worthy of its reputation."

Lu Mingchuan sighed, and then bowed respectfully towards the water: "Lu Mingchuan of Wanxiang Pavilion, I am here with my sect's cultivators to pay my respects to Master Qi Qi!"

Hearing the name, Zhong Xiu slowly withdrew his hand.

In fact, there is nothing to infer. There are a total of seven dragon sons in the West Dragon Palace, and they are all great demons comparable to the Hedao realm.

Dai Jianshu rubbed his shoulders and looked at Lu Mingchuan seriously again: "Are you from Wanxiang Pavilion really ready to bear the revenge of the Seven Sons of Nanhong? Send someone to tell the leader of my sect that this matter can still be discussed. Don't make mistakes."

The anger of the six masters of the Hedao realm was something that even the Western Dragon Palace had to think carefully about.

"Tsk, you're still pretending..." Lu Mingchuan couldn't help laughing, and stood up again, jokingly saying, "You know how many forces you have offended."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xiu and Dai Jianshu were both stunned for a moment, then looked at each other in confusion.

The answer that they had always found puzzling seemed to be hidden in the other party's previous words.

But the Seven Sons of Nanhong have always been non-confrontational, and even maintained an attitude of non-interference with the Nanlong Palace. If the prince of the Ke family had not suddenly gone mad, there would not even be this dispute. How could they possibly offend other forces again?

"..."

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering that the Wanxiang Pavilion was known for being well-informed, and suddenly he didn't want the other party to continue talking.

He glanced at the jade discs around him and then raised his hand.

Rumbling--

One after another figures suddenly jumped out of the water, all of them were old demon generals wearing scales and armor, some had one horn, some had long beards, and more or less, almost all of them had dragon blood.

There are at least twenty of them, and all of them exude an aura that is better than Baiyujing!

Just for this one action, he had mobilized the entire Banshan Sect!

It is in no way inferior to the style used when the Earth Nether Python was wiped out.

"Hey, where's Master Qi?"

Lu Mingchuan, along with a group of Wanxiang Pavilion monks, quickly put on a respectful look and quietly glanced at these figures, but there was a hint of doubt on his face.

You know, this matter involves many major clans in Xihong, including the Wuliang Daohuang Sect.

Master Qi Qi should not be reluctant to come here in person.

"It's your turn to inquire about Seventh Master's affairs." Among this group of water tribe veterans, the leader is the one with the strongest dragon bloodline. Apart from his hideous and ugly face, he has horns and scales intact, and his beard is long and flying.

It glanced coldly at the people in Wanxiang Pavilion and said, "Seventh Master has to deal with other things for the time being. We are enough here."

"That's it! That's it!"

Lu Mingchuan smiled repeatedly, but he was furious in his heart.

Wanxiang Pavilion risked his life to play with Xilong Palace, but the other party didn't care. It was clearly agreed before... What on earth could be more important than the information he provided? !
With the Nine-Dragon White Jade Cover in hand and so many water tribe generals, it is certainly enough to deal with these Nanhong barbarians.

The question is, what about the reward from Wanxiang Pavilion? What about the blessing promise from Xilong Palace?

If Qi Laoqi doesn't show up, who can make the decision with just these water generals? !
Even though he thought so, Lu Mingchuan still said politely: "Then I'll trouble you generals to take these people back to the Dragon Palace. If there is anything you don't understand during the interrogation, Wanxiang Pavilion is always waiting for your letters... If it is convenient, you can also arrange a time. We also want to come and see the Seventh Master."

"Tsk." The leading demon general smiled and said perfunctorily: "Let's talk about it later. Who knows whether what you said is true or false."

After saying that, it looked back at the Nine Dragon White Jade Cover, and set its sights on the people trapped inside it. It smacked its lips and said, "Palace Master? That doesn't look like it."

These people all look so young, and no matter which one they are, they don’t match the news from Nanlong Palace.

There is no such thing as an arrogant turtle monster or a tyrannical dragon monster.

If you have to say something is strange, it is that the young man in the black shirt looks a little too calm.

The words of this group of water monsters left Dai Jianshu and Zhong Xiu completely confused.

However, as Nan Hong Daozi, he still had some courage. The two did not show too much panic, but turned their eyes to Sect Master Shen behind them.

However, the other party did not seem to have any intention of revealing his identity. He just stretched out his hand and slowly clenched his long fingers.

"We are waiting now..." Dai Jianshu was a little impatient. No matter what, he had to at least find a way to spread the news.

Zhong Xiu frowned slightly, moved his ears slightly, and looked to the side in confusion.

At the moment when those five slender fingers were completely clenched, a crisp sound rang clearly in everyone's ears.

Click.

Countless thin jade pieces were flying around, emitting a crystal luster under the scorching sun. Nine lifelike golden dragons let out bursts of wails as if their backs were crushed by something heavy.

Then it turned into a pile of broken copper and iron, carrying jade pieces all over the sky, and fell into the water with a loud splash.

"..."

The flattery on Lu Mingchuan's face gradually stiffened, and his raised palms froze in the air.

He stared blankly at the black-shirted young man, but saw that the other party just glanced over casually, but looked away in just a moment.

But it was this fleeting eye contact that made Lu Mingchuan's eyes sparkle with bright stars.

He and the many Wanxiang Pavilion monks behind him all stood there stupidly like wooden stakes.

The Tianyan Forty-Nine that has reached perfection, plus the cultivation level of opening the fourth city.

Shen Yi didn't even bother to take another look, and turned to look at the group of water generals.

"Ho-chi...ho-chi..."

Lu Mingchuan wanted to beg for mercy and wanted to angrily denounce Qi Laoqi for breaking his promise, but under the gaze of those indifferent eyes, he trembled all over and the only thought left was to prostrate himself on the ground.

However, as a Taoist of Wanxiang Pavilion, even this simple action has become a luxury at this moment.

As soon as he lowered his head, his head fell into the water. He tried to kneel on the ground, but his limbs and torso instantly shattered. In addition to him, many monks from the Wanxiang Pavilion behind him also turned into flesh and blood.

The strong smell of blood instantly filled the surroundings.

Dai Jianshu and Zhong Xiu subconsciously stopped swallowing. It was such a familiar scene… The same palm raising, but last time it was Elder Liu Xingshan, but this time it included a total of eight monks from the Wanxiang Pavilion, plus the Nine-Dragon White Jade Cover.

"call."

Shen Yi adjusted his breathing slightly. The Zhen Yue Zhen Fa that he had perfected had given him a power extremely close to the He Dao realm. That was why he was able to break the jade cover, but it also consumed a lot of energy.

As for the remaining twenty or so water tribe generals...

He put down his hand, flicked the Yin-Yang pendant on his waist with his fingers. An Yi was always by his side, and this fourth Taoist weapon consumed her foundation, so Shen Yi never took it back.

In other words, he is now maintaining the blessing of the fourth city.

Ding.

The effect of the Yin-Yang Pendant is actually very simple.

White jade protects the gods, black jade hurts the soul.

That tiger roar was a murderous method aimed directly at the cultivator's soul!
"How dare you destroy my Seventh Master's magic weapon!"

The death of everyone in Wanxiang Pavilion obviously stunned the old water tribe general for a moment. In an instant, he, along with many demon generals, became furious and, swept by the demonic energy that soared into the sky, rushed towards the figure in black clothes.

Their formation was even more terrifying than the one when the Banshan Sect came out in full force!
However, when the jade pendant swayed, a roar that was almost tangible appeared, and a ferocious tiger head appeared in the void, which was a hundred feet tall and had sharp fangs. It swallowed all the figures into its bloody mouth!
Roar!Roar!Roar!
More than twenty figures froze abruptly in the air. They stared blankly at Shen Yi in front of them, with fury still on their faces, but their eyes had already turned gray and there was no trace of spirit in them.

Like stone statues, they fell down one after another.

In this weird scene.

Shen Yi waved his sleeves casually and put all these complete monster bodies into the ring.

After doing all this, he glanced at the two people beside him: "Are you still going now?"

"..."

Zhong Xiu and Dai Jianshu looked left and right instinctively, and saw that the sea surface, which was crowded with people just now, became frighteningly empty in a short time.

They swallowed hard, and finally returned their gaze to the man in front of them. Their voices trembled as they asked, "Shen... Sect Master Shen?"

Although this face was extremely familiar, and even the expression on his face had not changed much from before, now the two of them were really a little hesitant.

"If you don't want to go, go back first." Shen Yi nodded his chin lightly.

He felt that he would not be able to get anything out of Wanxiang Pavilion through normal means, and this group of people seemed to know too much. But if he wanted to do it his own way, it seemed a bit inconvenient to bring these two people with him.

"It's all up to you." Dai Jianshu no longer dared to say no.

It is said that Su Hongxiu is extremely murderous, but compared with Mr. Shen in front of her, who casually killed nearly forty people without changing his expression or even his voice, she can be called a harmless girl.

(End of this chapter)