Sword Talisman Sect.
As Elder Zhang Wu said, a big relocation is taking place here.
Although the location of the Galaxy Sword Sect in the Great Wilderness Mountains was not very good hundreds of years ago, after so many years of development, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the ancestral line of spiritual intelligence in northwest Kyushu. It is the place where the spiritual intelligence of heaven and earth gathers, comparable to This little place like Jianfu Sect is much better.
When Xiu Xian asked, the inspiration of heaven and earth was of primary importance.
Therefore, after it was confirmed that the Galaxy Sword Sect was defeated and left, the two ancestors of the Jianfu Sect immediately began to organize the relocation of the sect.
However, their background was somewhat lacking. At least they didn’t have the Cave Heaven of the Galaxy Sword Sect, and they couldn’t find the Sky Surveying Ark like the Ghost Spirit Sect, so they had to use people to transport it.
Various small items are placed in storage bags, and large items are stacked on a magical artifact that is assembled and has dozens of square meters of open space. This magical artifact can be several meters above the ground and is pushed by a group of sword cultivators. Walk along.
Well, just this move shows the gap in background.
But at this time, if you look down from a high altitude, it is quite spectacular to see a group of sword cultivators moving busily like ants moving.
At the same time, on the top of Qinglong Mountain.
The ancestor of Jianfu stood facing the wind, and behind him stood Luo Xiaoyao.
At this time, Luo Xiaoyao looked like he was hesitating to speak, but the Jian Fu Ancestor did not look back, but he felt it clearly.
It wasn't until Luo Xiaoyao couldn't help it anymore that he turned his head slightly, looked at the other person, and asked, "Do you have something to say?"
"yes!"
"Then why don't you dare to speak out?"
"I, I'm afraid you'll be angry."
"I will be angry if you don't tell me." Jianfu Patriarch raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think it's too ugly for me to look like this?
Although the Galaxy Sword Sect was defeated, it was not the annihilation of the sect. Is it inappropriate for me to rush to seize the territory now? "
Luo Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "I always feel that it is too eager to say so."
"Then what if it's up to you?"
Luo Xiaoyao blurted out: "It's time to send all the sect disciples to kill those ghost soldiers and generals at the foot of the mountain, quell the ghost trouble, save the people from fire and water, establish the prestige of our sect and win the hearts of the people."
"People's hearts? People's hearts!"
The ancestor of Sword Talisman smiled 'haha' and said: "I have lived for many years, and I have seen evil spirits in people's hearts, killing each other, even worse than demons and monsters.
I don’t know when I started to understand that the so-called people’s hearts are never those dispensable mortals. They are just grass, which will grow again and again. As long as Yunzhou is still in the hands of humans, it will remain the same. Emerging one after another.
The real people's hearts are controlled by those wealthy families, officials and warriors, and even the monks and sects.
If you master them, you will naturally master the hearts of the people. "
After a pause, he said earnestly: "In the final analysis, the danger of ghosts is just the problem of scabies. What we really need to pay attention to now is not them, but other immortal sects."
"Grandmaster, do you mean that there are other immortal sects who dare to compete with us for the sovereignty of Yunzhou?"
Luo Xiaoyao found it incredible: "Do they still have immortal-level powerful beings? Do they have to be two?"
"You are so real..."
The ancestor of Jianfu sighed and said: "They may not have such strength, but why do you have to limit your sights to Yunzhou?"
Luo Xiaoyao asked back: "Are you talking about the other seven major sects of the Immortal Sect?"
"There is also the Zhao royal family, the Shenxiao Dao Sect, and even the demon clan outside the territory."
Speaking of this, even the ancestor of Jianfu couldn't help but sigh: "You have to admit that although the Galaxy Sword Sect's 'modern method of becoming an immortal' is not perfect, the sect is really strong enough.
The seven palace masters have pushed the killing power of sword cultivators to the extreme, and are more daring and unscrupulous than the seven real immortals.
On the contrary, although I, the Sword Fu Sect, have two sword immortals, I never dare to say that I am stronger than the old master, and your uncle, I dare not say that I am more lethal than any of the seven palace masters.
As for those of the disciple generation, it is even worse.
With our strength, if we want to stand firm in Yunzhou, we have to be fast, accurate, and ruthless; we have to stand firm before other sects can react and join forces in the future.
Otherwise, this life will be difficult! "
The ancestor of Jian Fu had a very clear understanding of the situation, and was not dazzled by the name of 'Yongzhen Yunzhou' that was about to be obtained.
But Luo Xiaoyao still couldn't bear to say: "Then we really don't care about the ghost trouble in Yunzhou?
Grandmaster, will many people really die? "
The ancestor of Jianfu frowned slightly, and finally sighed: "I know you pity the common people, but I don't want to, I really can't."
After a pause, he added: "When we really gain a foothold, we can give you more compensation."
At this point, Luo Xiaoyao finally understood that there was nothing he could do. Although he was still unwilling to do so, he also knew that this was because the sect was not strong enough and had more than enough ambition but not enough power.
He sighed secretly and said: "Then Patriarch, I will go down and do other things first."
"Don't worry, this is for you."
With that said, the Sword Talisman Patriarch took out another token from his arms and handed it over.
Luo Xiaoyao took it, and his eyes widened at a glance. The token was neither gold nor jade, and was warm to the hand. It was actually carved from a piece of strange-looking Spiritual Fountain Eye, with the word "Sword Talisman" on it.
This is the Sword Talisman Order. In the Sword Talisman Sect, seeing the token is like seeing the ancestor, similar to the imperial dynasty's "like I am here in person". In terms of effect, it is really no joke!
"Grandmaster, what is this?" Luo Xiaoyao's voice was full of surprise:
"Xiaoyao, I need to go out. Since I want to secure my position in Yunzhou, I have to 'visit' all the major sects in Jiuzhou one by one like the ancestors of Xinghe back then to test my magical sword skills.
I don't know, in a few years, there will be a 'Sword Talisman Ceremony' or something like that.
In this business, I have to do it myself, and it will take some time. As for the relocation of this sect, I want you to keep an eye on it. "
"Am I staring? No, there are still several senior uncles and uncles here, why can't it be my turn?"
"If they have talent, I don't need you to come forward now, but each one of them is a Dou who can't help them on the stage, so I can only work hard for you."
After a pause, the ancestor of Jian Fu Sect said: "Just consider this as a test for you. If you do this well, you will be the next leader of Sword Fu Sect."
"But Patriarch, my disciples are not strong enough, so I'm afraid..."
"Do you think that the sword talisman I gave you is just for display?"
The ancestor of Jianfu said earnestly: "At this time of great changes in Yunzhou, although our Jianfu Sect has been given a great opportunity, we are still standing on the cusp of the storm. If we take one wrong step, we will be doomed.
In troubled times, heavy rules should be used, so Xiaoyao, don't be so cruel! "
"Yes!" Luo Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and agreed, but after a second thought, he asked again: "Master, where is my uncle? If he is here to take charge, wouldn't it be more secure?"
The great uncle he spoke of was Zhengyangzi, the first direct disciple of the old man Jianfu.
"He, of course there are certain places where he needs to be in charge."
"I didn't really think about this Yunzhou before, but now I know that if you want to settle in, you have to cover everything. How difficult it is."
This faint sigh dissipated in the mountain wind.
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Zhongzhou, northwest.
Xijing, governor's office.
It was already late at night, but there was one person sitting in the governor's hall.
He was not handsome in appearance, but his eyes were deep and unpredictable, and his movements had a calm and majestic aura, but his temples were already gray.
At this time, he was holding a scroll in his hand and reading it at night by holding a candle.
However, he was obviously a little absent-minded. The book had not been turned over for a long time, his eyes were unfocused and slightly dull, and his expression had an unspeakable haggard look.
This one is none other than the fourth son of the previous Human Emperor, the orthodox heir whom Yunzhou fully supported, the fourth prince Zhao Yin.
It's not easy to name this one. Originally, the position of Human Emperor was his, but the Butian Sect interfered with it, creating a situation of 'Nine Dragons seizing the throne'.
Simply put, the Xinghe Sword Sect was really powerful and gave him full support to let him use whatever he wanted. It took a long time and several big moves to finally sort out Yunzhou, and then sent troops to Zhongzhou to regain the throne of the Human Emperor.
This journey has been bumpy, and it is not easy for him to get to this point. The situation is now very good. If he takes a step further, he can regain the country.
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, his backstage actually collapsed!
Yes, his backstage Galaxy Sword Sect is actually gone. In a rare event called "Ten Thousand Ghosts' Daily Journey", they retreated without a trace.
When this news came, even his city found it ridiculous.
But when he got the news and wanted to discuss it with Yunyuan Sword Master Wu Yiping, he found that the sword master, including the disciples of the Galaxy Sword Sect he brought, had already disappeared.
No one knows where they went!
At this time, Zhao Yin didn't know that he had been abandoned, but from the perspective of others, he couldn't blame him too much. The sect was really gone, so what could you expect from Sword Master Yunyuan?
This time, the only good news may be that before the news came, the 200,000 troops he led broke through Xijing City.
With the huge material reserves in Xijing City and the 200,000 warriors in his hands, he was able to last for some time and barely maintain the surface calm, so that the news would not spread and the hozens would fall apart.
But even so, he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
Unless, before that, he can find a new Immortal Sect to give him enough support.
But the immortal sect is easy to find, and who among the eight major immortal sects is willing to help him?
But without the support of the Immortal Sect, he would be defeated in the next round of Zhongzhou's attack when several high-level practitioners from the Shenxiao Dao Sect came here.
Even with his own city, this situation made his head turn gray with worry.
Just when he was lost in thought, the candle in front of him suddenly made a crackling sound, and the flames flew so high that it almost ignited his hair.
But just when the anger in Zhao Yin's heart was stagnating and it was difficult to break out, he saw the guards and eunuchs around him standing on the spot with stiff expressions and motionless.
When he looked up again, he saw a middle-aged man covered in golden sword talismans, standing in the air in front of the hall.
When he saw Zhao Yin raising his head, he smiled and said: "The fourth prince is thinking too deeply. I have been here for a long time and I haven't come back to my senses. It's a little joke, please forgive me."
"Let me introduce myself. I am the previous generation leader of Jianfu Sect, Zhengyangzi. Of course, you can call me Zhengyang Immortal."
"I'm here to relieve the disasters caused by the four princes, and even more so by Yunzhou."
"I wonder, can I ask for a cup of tea?"
After a long time, a rich male voice sounded: "A distinguished guest is here, so please take a seat."
