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When Zheng Fa called out the word Chenjun, the face of the Blood River Patriarch was confused again. He looked at Zheng Fa and wondered:

No, how come this guy knows everything?

Looking at his expression, Zheng Fa and the others didn't even need to listen to his answer.

Zheng Fa guessed Chenjun, but it was just because of a doubt in his heart:

No matter how strong the Great Freedom Demon Sect is, or how long it has been forbearing, the Transformation of the God is always valuable.

Didn't you see that after the Supreme Daoist had been tossing for a while, a Jiang Chengkong came?

When Jiang Chengkong sent a message saying that Chenjun had gathered several Transformations of the God, Zheng Fa didn't figure it out - what was there in that place that was worth so many Transformations of the God squatting there?

"So, those Transformations of the Great Freedom Demon Sect in Chenjun are to guide the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor?"

The voice of Uncle Pang came, which was very low and deep, and very unlike his usual voice.

Zheng Fa looked at him and saw that his slightly round face was a little pale, and his eyes were staring at the Blood River Patriarch, as if seeking confirmation.

"Heh." Perhaps because he saw his expression was really horrified, the Blood River Patriarch laughed, but did not deny it. He pointed his finger at the "Cooperation Agreement" that Zheng Fa took out and said, "Saint Ancestor Linchen... These things of yours are meaningless."

Zheng Fa knew what this person was thinking:

Is Zheng Fa's threat effective?

It is effective.

The Demon Sect is indeed not a good place, and the Great Free Demon Ancestor is not a good-tempered person.

But no matter how good your Nine Mountain Sect is, what's the use if it's gone?

Seeing that he understood what he meant, the Blood River Patriarch said faintly: "Do you think the Saint Ancestor cares about our loyalty? He doesn't care, he just needs to make us afraid."

"..."

"Over the years, the Saint Ancestor has been sleeping, so we are naturally less restrained..."

Zheng Fa suddenly thought of Lin Bufan.

That day, Lin Bufan was able to survive, naturally, thanks to the blood burning pill given to him by his uncle.

But on the other hand, the power displayed by the Great Free Demon Ancestor's curse was also a little weaker.

Now listening to the words of the Blood River Patriarch, it may be related to the state of the Great Free Demon Ancestor.

He looked at the Blood River Patriarch, and saw that his expression was almost rogue-like and frank: "You said I thought about leaving the Holy Church, I did think about it..."

"Everyone has thought about it."

"Who dares to do it?"

Uncle Pang couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you dare?"

"My demon sect cultivators, the great power comes from the Holy Ancestor, and will eventually return to the Holy Ancestor. The Holy Ancestor has the power of life and death over us."

"..."

Zheng Fa inexplicably thought of the two strange symbols in Lin Bufan's blood.

The talismans of the Jiushan Sect today are still developed with Lin Bufan's blood.

The talismans are so magical, of course, not because Lin Bufan is so strong - he is just a Qi practitioner.

What makes him strong is that he inherited the blood of the self-confident and free Demon Ancestor, and the strange symbols in his blood.

It can be seen that the Blood River Patriarch's statement that the great power comes from the Holy Ancestor does make sense.

"Even if I agree to you, how many days can I live a good life?"

The Blood River Patriarch finally asked, and this question made it difficult for Zheng Fa and others to answer.

After all, if the Great Free Demon Ancestor is really going to come to the world...then he will go to the Nine Mountains Realm, unless he is schizophrenic and his brain is split apart.

Zheng Fa asked a few more questions.

The Blood River Ancestor did not seem to want to cooperate. The question just now was common sense, and it was nothing for him to say.

In fact, after all the words, Zheng Fa and the others did not get much useful information from him.

Zheng Fa stopped persuading the Blood River Ancestor, but looked at Sister Zhang beside him.

Sister Zhang understood, raised the Mountain and River Seal in her hand, and the Mountain and River True Shape Talisman flew out and landed on the body of the Blood River Ancestor's flying sword, faintly forming a golden net, trapping him in it, unable to move.

"You!"

"This medicine garden often has disciples coming, I'm afraid it will disturb the Blood River Master's meditation, so please ask the Master to visit me."

Sister Zhang smiled.

She naturally understood Zheng Fa's look:

It's not good to release the Blood River Patriarch - he is a god after all, and if he is released, it may increase the strength of the Great Freedom Demon Sect.

More importantly, I don't know if the Blood River Patriarch has found out some secrets of the Nine Mountains Realm in the Nine Mountains Realm...

The Great Freedom Demon Ancestor, for some reason, is obsessed with Zheng Fa.

Maybe the Blood River Patriarch revealed some details when he returned, which made the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor see through the Nine Mountains Realm, or think that Zheng Fa is a talent...

This is too much fun.

But it's not okay to leave this flying sword here - there are often disciples coming to the medicine garden, for example, Master Qian will bring disciples to do experiments, if Master Blood River wants to seduce and lure the Nine Mountains disciples, it will be troublesome.

The best way is naturally for Zheng Fa and Senior Sister Zhang to suppress him, keep him by their side, and prevent him from making trouble.

Or, it's best for Senior Sister Zhang to take action.

Because although the Sun and Moon Bell is stronger in the Nine Mountains Realm, it also has more uses - it is also used to transform the Heavenly Power, and cannot leave the Medicine Garden for a long time.

Sister Zhang naturally understood these thoughts without Zheng Fa saying anything, and directly suppressed the Blood River Ancestor.

Everyone walked back with heavy thoughts. Along the way, many disciples looked at the headmaster and the elders, and all saluted respectfully, but at this moment, even Zheng Fa didn't pay attention to these disciples.

The group came to Zheng Fa's courtyard on Wanxian Island tacitly.

The silence in the hall lasted for a long time.

After a long time, Uncle Pang looked at Zheng Fa: "Headmaster, what do you think?"

He rarely calls Master Zheng Fa, but using this title at this moment naturally made his heart heavy and he became serious unconsciously.

"First of all, we must send a message to Master Chengkong to inform the five Xuanwei sects about Demon Ancestor Linchen."

Zheng Fa's words were taken for granted.

Uncle Pang also nodded and said: "I'm afraid they are more afraid of the coming of the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor than we are."

"What about us?" Senior Sister Zhang answered.

Zheng Fa stopped talking. He turned around and looked around at his senior sister, master, and two senior uncles. It took him a long time to speak:

"Nine Mountain Sect, naturally the farther away we can avoid it, the better."

"But I can't."

The elder frowned: "You are the head of the Nine Mountains Sect, how can you count them separately?"

"But that Great Freedom Demon Ancestor probably cares about me. Master Chengkong once said that the Nine Mountains Realm cannot stop the truly strong."

"The Great Freedom Demon Ancestor should be one of them."

Zheng Fa shook his head and smiled, not even panicking.

To be honest, he was indeed a little heavy just now, but now he is much more free and easy. When he spoke, his expressions actually looked brighter than Uncle Pang's.

"..." The elder's face was ten times more gloomy than his, but he had to admit that Zheng Fa was right.

What does the Nine Mountains Sect mean in the eyes of the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor?

If there is anyone in the Jiushan Sect who is really coveted by the Demon Ancestor, it is probably just Zheng Fa.

Others, such as himself, are very self-aware:

Maybe someone like Demon Ancestor would feel troublesome just looking at him.

"Are you asking me to leave you behind as a junior?" Uncle Pang asked sullenly. He raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Fa: "Forget about other things, if we leave the Nine Mountains Realm, where can our Nine Mountains Sect go now?"

Zheng Fa was also speechless.

His meaning was very clear, he wanted the disciples of the Nine Mountains Sect to find another way out - this was not because he was too dedicated, but because most of the disciples had no role in this kind of struggle.

Zheng Fa has always been a pessimistic person and likes to prepare for the worst.

Now, the worst-case scenario is that the Demon Ancestor comes to kill him, breaks the barrier of the Nine Mountains Realm, and Zheng Fa is killed.

If so, Zheng Fa also hopes that Jiushan disciples can pass on some of his ideas and concepts...

But Uncle Pang is also right.

The Jiu Shan Sect has lost its sect headquarters. If it breaks away from the Jiu Shan Realm now, what is the difference between it and the dead sect?

Seeing that he stopped talking, the elder laughed and suddenly patted his shoulder.

"Master?"

"I have known for a long time that among the three apprentices, you are the one who can cause the most trouble."

"..."

"But my surname is Yuan, and I have never given up on my disciples."

Zheng Fa stopped talking. Uncle Pang curled his lips and muttered: "He still looks like a master."

After saying this, Zheng Fa also felt that it was inappropriate to evacuate most of the people in the sect from Jiu Shan Realm.

But he felt that the idea of ​​leaving a root for the Jiushan Sect was still feasible.

"Master, I'm thinking, if most of the disciples can't leave, why not secretly arrange for some elite disciples to leave?"

The old man, Uncle Pang and others looked at each other and nodded.

It's one thing that they don't want to leave, but on the other hand, they also want to leave a legacy for the Jiushan Sect.

"Elite disciple? My disciple... just stay away. I'll think about the others."

Uncle Pang thought for a while and chose the candidate.

It can be seen that during this period of time, Zhou Qianyuan's impression in his mind is getting better and better, probably because he has truly obtained the true inheritance of Uncle Pang.

Now the first thing that comes to mind is him.

"My disciple...isn't it you?"

The old man looked at Zheng Fa, a little speechless.

However, Master Huang's expression was even more speechless - she looked at Senior Sister Zhang, then at Zheng Fa, opened her mouth, then closed it again, looking like she didn't want to speak.

Zheng Fa turned to look at Senior Sister Zhang beside him.

He didn't speak either.

The main reason is that I dare not say... The look in Senior Sister Zhang's eyes makes you want to try.

He thought for a moment and then said: "It's probably feasible to pick some disciples with lower cultivation levels and ask Fairy Xiao to protect them."

"Low cultivation...but good grades?"

Senior Sister Zhang nodded.

"Yes, the essence of my Nine Mountains Realm's inheritance lies in this knowledge system. The cultivation level is not that important - these disciples are not conspicuous, but they can inherit my Nine Mountains philosophy."

The elders and the others were all deep in thought, seeming to be thinking about who was more suitable.

Zheng Fa was also thinking about it in his mind. Zhou Qianyuan was the one who had the Fu Tao philosophy of Uncle Pang, himself and even Senior Sister Zhang. Zhenren Qian could also be counted as one. This person's cultivation level was not high, but he was considered the first person in agriculture in the Jiushan Sect. People need to think about it again.

But there is one person that Zheng Fa must add to the list - his sister.

Zheng Fa wanted to let some disciples leave, but actually it was more out of selfishness...

After some discussion, Zheng Fa took out the communication talisman and wrote down the news that the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor was coming to the world.

As soon as the communication talisman flashed, he flew out of the Nine Mountains Realm, crossed the mountains and water, and flew towards Master Chengkong.

Master Chengkong was sitting on a group of blue clouds, looking in the direction of Chen Jun with doubtful and uneasy eyes.

Next to him stood Master Tongming, whose expression was also helpless:

He has been standing here for half a month, accompanying Master Chengkong.

"Sir...what's the secret of Chen Jun?"

"How do I know?"

Master Chengkong murmured softly, not even looking at Master Tongming, but looking straight ahead.

The sky ahead was dyed red with blood. Under the red clouds, the vegetation was dry and there was no trace of birds and animals.

"Did you hear that?"

Master Chengkong suddenly asked.

"Listen?" Master Tongming tilted his head, listened carefully, and finally shook his head: "I can't hear anything."

"I can't hear anything either." Unexpectedly, Master Chengkong's face turned even more ugly, "Both of us are cultivating gods... we can't hear anything. Isn't it weird?"

Master Tongming opened his mouth and looked at Chen Jun with a hint of disbelief on his face: "Master, you mean... everyone is dead?"

"I only know that it's not a good thing." Master Chengkong said softly, "At least three transformed gods gathered in this little Chen County... Tell me, why don't they come to fight the Hundred Immortals Alliance?"

"..."

Do we, the Hundred Immortals Alliance, deserve this?

But Master Tongming immediately figured out what Master Chengkong meant:

With these transformed gods, the Great Freedom Demon Sect could have destroyed the Hundred Immortals Alliance long ago, and even the arrival of Master Cheng Kong would not be able to stop them.

But unfortunately, they didn't take action...

This only means that they have more important things to do.

The more important this matter is to the Great Freedom Demon Sect, the more dangerous it is to the Supreme Taoist.

"Then...shall I go into Chen County to investigate?"

"What if it's a trap?"

Master Narukora rolled his eyes at him, as if he thought he was stupid.

"..."

Master Tongming was helpless. In the final analysis, they still had too little information about Chen Jun and they didn't know what to do.

But... I don’t dare to leave now, and I don’t dare to go in.

When do you have to stand?

Just as the two were hesitating, Zheng Fa's communication talisman flew over and fell into the hands of Master Chengkong.

Master Cheng Kong put his spiritual consciousness into the communication talisman, and his expression changed very quickly - first he was happy, then he was surprised, and finally he was scared.

"Master?"

Seeing him like this, Master Tongming couldn't help but ask.

"Zheng Fa sent a message saying that he found out what the Demonic Cult of Freedom is doing in Chen County..."

"Him?" Master Tongming's eyes widened, as if he couldn't understand: "He is thousands of miles away, how can we know?"

Master Chengkong didn't say anything.

He was also very puzzled - this kind of thing should be the secret of the Great Freedom Demon Cult. How could Zheng Fa figure it out so easily?

Think about it again, I have been standing here for half a month...

Suddenly, he felt a little aggrieved.

"What is the Great Freedom Demon Sect doing in Chen County?"

Master Tongming asked again.

"Introducing the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor..."

"!!!"

Master Tongming couldn't sit still now. He looked at Chen Jun and said in a trembling tone: "Great Freedom... Demon Ancestor?"

Master Chengkong had no time to pay attention to him. The seven-colored glow surged from his body, forcing Master Tongming not to look directly at him.

When he opened his eyes again, Master Chengkong in front of him had changed his appearance - his eyes were golden, he was wearing a golden robe, and there was a golden cloud on his head. He didn't look like a human being, but a deity. Come into the world.

"Master?"

Master Chengkong glanced at him and said, "You stay here."

After saying that, he held the Quiet Bamboo in his hand, turned into a golden light, and flew into the blood-filled sky.

…

Three days later, Master Tongming saw the golden light turn back, and Master Chengkong landed in front of him. His face was golden with a hint of purple, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

"Walk!"

Before he could speak, Master Chengkong shouted loudly. Master Tongming understood this and ran away with Master Chengkong.

After a while, several looming demonic figures ran towards them from Chen County. Seemingly seeing them running too fast, these figures all let out an unwilling roar - this roar reached Master Tongming's ears and made him shake his mind. , falling continuously.

When Master Chengkong shook the tranquility bamboo in his hand, his consciousness became clear, but he was inevitably afraid in his heart.

The two of them returned to Tongming Mountain, feeling a little relieved.

Master Tongming looked at Master Chengkong and saw that the black and red color on his face became more and more intense, as if he was injured.

"Envoy?"

he asked a little worriedly.

"It's okay." Master Chengkong placed some tranquility bamboo. The bamboo leaves swayed slowly, blowing out a breeze and caressing his cheek.

Master Tongming watched helplessly, Master Chengkong seemed to be completely healed - this took less than a few breaths!

He was envious in his heart, and his eyes fell on the quiet bamboo, and then he discovered the clue:

On the quiet bamboo, a quarter of the branches and leaves showed signs of withering.

"this……"

"There are five transformed gods from the Great Freedom Demon Cult in Chen County..." Master Chengkong said, "They... are refining the Five Directions Blood Evil Flag."

"Five Directions Blood Fiend Flag?"

"This is one of the supreme methods of the Great Freedom Demon Cult - setting up an array with five bloody flags can condense the true form of the Demon Ancestor to lead the Demon Ancestor to the lower realm."

It can be heard that Master Chengkong knows the Great Freedom Demon Sect very well.

"Is this...what Zheng Fa said true?"

"Thankfully I have him, otherwise I wouldn't have had time to stop him..."

"Sir, did you prevent the Demon Ancestor from coming to the world?"

Master Tongming said happily.

"No, I just broke two Five Directions Blood Fiend flags. Refining these flags is not easy, and it will take a while..." Master Chengkong said frankly.

"Your Majesty...has also made great contributions to our Immortal Sect!"

Master Tongming said sincerely, after all, it would be terrible if the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor was to come without knowing it.

"At least half of this credit belongs to Zheng Fa..." Master Chengkong seemed to have no intention of taking credit, "As soon as he said that the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor was coming, I knew about it..."

"There is mental arithmetic but no intention, and there is this quiet bamboo."

"It's nothing..."

Master Tongming also nodded. Although it was just a piece of news, the problem was that the news was too crucial.

"Your Majesty...the five transformed gods?"

"We can't win. Not to mention that Qing Jingzhu is about to die. Even if he is good, I have no confidence." Master Chengkong said bluntly, "I know one of those five people..."

"who?"

"Netherworld Immortal—Qin Mu."

Master Tongming's face was split open. He looked at Master Chengkong, his mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out.

"It's him who rebelled against our sect and became the Holy Son of the Demon Sect... Uncle Qin."

"..."

"I have already sent a letter to the sect. The other sects among the five Xuanwei sects will not sit back and watch..."

Master Tongming breathed a sigh of relief...

Indeed, what kind of Xuanwei Five Sects are they if they don’t know how to shake people?

…

According to custom in Jiushan Realm, Master Qian should have gone to the medicine garden early, but today he was so preoccupied that he didn't step out of his yard until noon.

When the Jiushan Sect disciples saw him, they all saluted with smiles.

Some call him teacher, some call him real person...

The one who calls him "teacher" is naturally the disciple who studies agriculture with him.

The person who called Zhenren also knew that he had made a lot of contributions to the Jiushan Sect.

All with closeness and respect.

His qualifications are not very good, and his cultivation level is not high, let alone Yuanying in Jiushan Sect... Well, Huashen Sect, even in the original Qianhe Sect, has never received such respect.

On weekdays, he would also return the gifts seriously one by one, enjoying this kind of respect very much.

But today he was a little perfunctory, or in other words, he was a little afraid to face it.

Just when he was passing by the Qunxian Temple, he slowly stopped and took a look inside the Qunxian Temple.

His eyes fell on the statues of him and several disciples.

He looked at it for a long time before slowly lifting his feet and walking towards the medicine garden.

Several of his disciples had been waiting in the medicine garden for a long time, and they were very surprised to see him arriving so late.

"Master, is he feeling ill?"

A female disciple couldn't help but ask after seeing his bad expression.

"Nothing's wrong."

Qian Zhenren looked at the various crops in the experimental fields of the medicinal garden——

There are grains such as rice and wheat that can be used as staple food or fed to livestock.

There are fruits and vegetables that can be eaten as dishes.

There are also some that can be used as seasonings.

These are all new crops they have researched, but many are not suitable for large-scale promotion. A few such as thunder peppers were actually selected from hundreds or thousands of finished products.

This experimental field can be said to be soaked with his blood and sweat.

Several disciples watched him stare at the experimental field for a long time, and they were also surprised and confused:

Master is so weird today.

"Do you want to leave?"

"Leave, leave where? Leave Master?"

A disciple asked.

"Leave the Nine Mountains Realm."

"I don't want to."

Master Qian glared at this disciple, as if he knew he was teasing him, shook his head and said: "There may be a catastrophe in the Nine Mountains Realm..."

Seeing his serious expression, all the disciples looked at each other with solemn expressions on their faces.

"Are we...going to run away again?"

The female disciple said weakly.

"It doesn't matter, this is what Master Zheng allowed." Qian Zhenren explained.

Hearing Zheng Fa's name, everyone felt even heavier, knowing that this matter was indeed true...

"Where are you, Master?"

A disciple asked.

Qian Zhenren didn't speak and seemed to be struggling.

"Brothers, please leave, I won't leave." The female disciple suddenly said.

"Um?"

"Jiushan Sect and I are the same senior brother..."

"...Who?" asked another male disciple. Seeing her shaking her head, the male disciple stopped asking and just said, "I'm not leaving either."

Even Mr. Qian was a little puzzled.

"I asked about the previous Hundred Immortals Conference...it's too chaotic outside." The male disciple said, "Many people I know don't know whether they are alive or dead. There are great catastrophes in the Nine Mountains Realm, and there are even more outside. I have no background. Can a Qi training disciple survive outside?"

After speaking, he looked at the experimental field: "At least I know that Master Zheng will not let me die in vain."

"..."

Master Qian glanced at these disciples and saw that they all seemed to be convinced by this disciple, and their expressions became firm.

"Where are you, Master?"

Master Qian glanced at them and suddenly smiled: "The disciples I taught, the fields I cultivated, and the things that allowed me to stand straight are all here. Where can I go?"

…

Senior Sister Zhang stood in the distance, watching this scene, suddenly turned her head, and whispered towards the flying sword beside her:

"Actually, to make people not want to betray...you don't have to rely on fear, right?"

Feijian trembled, as if he couldn't speak.