Western foothills of Kunlun Mountains
A flying silver tiger flapped its wings and headed towards the Kunlun Mountains at great speed.
The Flying Silver Tiger spreads its wings and soars, its silver hair shining with dazzling light, like a lightning in the flowing clouds, light and vigorous, and from time to time it blends into the blue sky and white clouds in the sky.
Shen Gongbao sits high on the tiger's back, looking heroic and extraordinary. He drove the silver tiger through the clouds and galloped across the sky, and the peak of Kunlun Mountain gradually came into view.
More than a month has passed since he left Xiniu Hezhou.
Even though his Flying Silver Tiger was extremely fast, it took him more than a month to reach Kunlun.
This is quite fast, but Xiao Zhen and Deng Hua are still slowly rushing back behind.
His Feitian Silver Tiger was still too young to take three people with him, so Shen Gongbao left the two of them behind and hurried back to Kunlun Mountain first.
When they went to Wanshou Mountain, they were accompanied by Ran Deng and Nan Ji, two masters at the Daluo Jinxian level, and it only took them a few hours to arrive.
Now it's up to them to go on their own, and they might not be able to get back in half a year.
The prehistoric period is too big!
Especially this kind of travel across continents is often calculated in years.
Whenever this happens, he feels a little envious of those Jie Jiao disciples.
No matter where you go, there is a Qujing Ark you can ride on, which is equivalent to having an expert at the level of Daluo Jinxian or even Quasi-Sage taking you on your journey at all times.
"Guilty, sinful."
Shen Gongbao shook his head, stretched out his hand to gently caress the flying silver tiger sitting down, and said in his heart, "Don't think too much."
Although he had been on his way before, the confrontation between the saints of the two religions could be seen by all the gods in the ancient world, and they all knew that the relationship between the two religions had fundamentally changed.
In the past, disciples of the two sects were considered to be members of the same sect, and could be referred to as "senior brothers" and "senior sisters".
He also often travels around to visit immortals and friends, and has good friendships with many disciples of Jie Jiao.
But now that the two sects were in conflict and hostile to each other, it was hard for him to have anything to do with the Jie sect anymore.
"It's this little silver tiger..."
Shen Gongbao looked at the Feitian Silver Tiger sitting down hesitantly, somewhat undecided.
This Flying Silver Tiger was given to him by Yu Yuan. If his senior brothers and junior brothers knew about this, some unnecessary misunderstandings would inevitably arise.
Alas, that's all... Anyway, he has a clear conscience.
Besides, no one else saw when Yu Yuan gave him the Flying Silver Tiger. As long as he didn't tell, no one else would know.
Thinking like this, he gradually felt relieved and rode the Flying Silver Tiger towards Qilin Cliff.
It was the sunrise at this time, and the golden morning light coated the towering peaks in front with a layer of gold, making it magnificent and majestic.
Shen Gongbao rode the Flying Silver Tiger and landed on Qilin Cliff. He happened to see his elder brother Nanji Xianweng leading a few strangers out of Yuxu Palace. They saluted each other and then watched them leave on the clouds.
Those people all wore Western hairstyles and wore brocade robes. All of them had smiles on their faces, as if they had received some good news.
Aren’t the two leaders the Medicine Master and Maitreya from the Western religion? Why are they here?
There was a hint of surprise in Shen Gongbao's eyes.
Deep doubts and curiosity arose in his heart.
There has always been a rift between the Chan Sect and the Western Sect because of preaching. How come these disciples of the Western Sect are here now?
Shen Gongbao's mind was spinning rapidly, and he understood that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Could it be that in order to fight against the Jiejiao, the Chanjiao hopes to seek cooperation and support from the Western religions?
This is a deviant approach!
The Western religion has always coveted Nanfangbuzhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou.
If you cooperate with them, you will be seeking skin from a tiger!
While he was thinking wildly, the Antarctic Immortal who sent away the pharmacist and others turned to look at him and said calmly: "Junior brother is back just in time. I have something to discuss with you."
Shen Gongbao quickly rolled off the back of Feitian Silver Tiger, bowed respectfully and said: "Elder brother, if you have anything to do, just ask me, and I will do my best!"
"Okay, okay..." The Antarctic Immortal Man gently stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "I heard that when you traveled to the ancient times, you went everywhere to find immortals and friends, and you had a close relationship with many Jie Jiao disciples. I wonder if this is the case?"
Shen Gongbao's face changed slightly, and he said nervously: "There is such a thing, but it was all in the past. Now that our sect is at odds with the Jie sect, I will definitely cut off the relationship with those disciples of the Jie sect, and will no longer interact with each other in the future. Protect me and teach!”
"Brother, I am very pleased that you have such intentions." Nanji Immortal smiled and praised, then changed the topic and whispered: "But there is no need for you to cut off the relationship with those Jie Jiao disciples.
Instead, you have to cut ties with us.
In this way, you can continue to maintain a relationship with those Jie Jiao disciples and learn about Jie Jiao's movements so that we can use them to our advantage... Maybe you understand what it means to be a brother? "
Shen Gongbao was stunned.
Is this asking him to go deep into the enemy camp to gather intelligence?
He took a deep breath and said hesitantly: "Brother, what did you mean by cutting off the relationship with you just now? Also, even if I am willing to do it, those Jie Jiao disciples may not trust..."
Before he could finish his words, the Antarctic Immortal Man interrupted him with a smile, "As long as you are willing, they will trust you... Brother, I will perform a play with you later to steal the spiritual treasure." I will expel you from the school.
In this way, you can go to Jiejiao.
Don't worry, when you want to return to Kunlun in the future, you can come back at any time and help the Brotherhood prove your innocence.
And if you can make great achievements this time, I will definitely ask Master to give you a valuable treasure, just like Guangchengzi and others. "
"That's it."
Although Shen Gongbao had already guessed the answer, when he heard these words coming from the mouth of the Antarctic Immortal, he still couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his heart.
Expelled from the division!
He had stayed in this majestic Kunlun for thousands of years, and he never thought about worshiping the saint and becoming a disciple of the Chan Sect. He looked forward to one day becoming as famous as the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.
But when he actually worshiped the saint, he found that what he faced was different from what he imagined!
First, he practiced the Sutra of Disaster Controller's Tribulation to Save People, and was surrounded by calamities, and now he was about to be expelled from the school... Even if he was pretending to be expelled from the school in order to facilitate his undercover interception, it was not the same as his original intention. Expecting the exact opposite!
"I have a question……"
Shen Gongbao whispered: "That Jiang Ziya who entered the school on the same day as me, what is he doing?"
"he?"
The Antarctic Immortal was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Junior Brother Ziya has another important mission, you will know about it in the future."
Shen Gongbao lowered his head, seeming to be thinking about gains and losses.
The Antarctic Immortal was not in a hurry, but quietly waited for the young junior brother to make his choice.
After a moment, Shen Gongbao raised his head and said solemnly: "Then I will leave it to my senior brother to return in the future!"
"Easy to say, easy to say."
The Antarctic Immortal nodded with satisfaction.
Not long after, a scandal spread from Kunlun Mountain and soon spread throughout the world - Shen Gongbao, a young disciple of the Chan Cult, was waiting for an opportunity to steal the spiritual treasure, but was discovered by his elder brother Antarctic Immortal. He was severely punished and expelled from the mountain!
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East China Sea
On the vast expanse of blue waves, billions of fairy islands are scattered like stars.
Penglai Immortal Island is undoubtedly the brightest among the stars.
The blue sea and sky blend into the island, the waves lap gently on the shore, and the white sandy beach stretches out like a soft silk handkerchief. In the forest on the island, exotic flowers and plants bloom, the fragrance is overflowing, charming and moving.
The fairy island is surrounded by water, which is crystal clear, with koi carp swimming in the water waves and golden dragons leaping between the waves.
The Penglai Fairy Island where this saint's monastery is located is picturesque, with exotic flowers and plants all over the mountains and forests, and flowing springs and waterfalls hanging from the mountains, exuding a fresh and pleasant atmosphere.
Looking around, there are many magnificent palaces and pavilions on the island.
They are majestic and ancient, standing on the top of the mountain, built with colored glaze and jade, resplendent and towering, as if they are connected to the sky.
The most luxurious among them is the Qianyuan Palace.
At this moment, in the flower garden in front of Qianyuan Palace, Yu Yuan was lying on the leisure chair as usual, looking towards the direction of Jin'ao Island.
After the conflict between the two sects that day, he said goodbye to Fairy Miaoyuan, followed Zhao Gongming, Jin Guanxian and Sanxiao on the Qujing Ark, and soon returned to Penglai Fairyland.
After that, he stayed on the island, chatting with Wen Zhong, Bai Ling, Yun Zhongzi and others through the bronze mirror, synchronizing news from various places in real time, while quietly waiting for the return of his master, the Golden Spirit Mother.
It's just that he has been waiting for many days, but he still hasn't received that familiar scent.
He also went to Biyou Palace to ask the leader of Tongtian Cult more than once, and the answers he got were the same: "Your master was exiled to the chaos outside the sky. Although the strange flower has been used as a medium to lock its position, someone is still needed. Going deep into the chaos of the outer world to bring her back... all of this takes time and is not something that can be accomplished overnight."
Yu Yuan was speechless, thinking to a saint, isn't this just a matter of waving his hand?
Why do you have to let Taoist Duobao personally go to the outer chaos?
But he couldn't figure it out and there was nothing he could do. The Tongtian Cult Master had been forced by him to close the palace door tightly and wouldn't let him in. He could only wait slowly.
At dusk that day, he was lying on the leisure chair watching the singing and dancing performances of the flower and plant elves. Suddenly, his heart moved slightly, and he felt like he was on a whim.
He took out the bronze mirror with familiarity and saw an unusual secret communication.
[Dui Gong: There is an emergency! 】
[Dui Gong: The Venerable is about to leave. He said that someone else will take over tomorrow. 】
[Dui Gong: When will the network be closed? 】
[Dui Gong: Now I am the head of thousands of incense gods. If you don’t come again, I won’t care! 】
Looking at the series of messages that popped up instantly, Yu Yuan only pondered for a moment before decisively replying.
[Zhonggong: If there is a big fish tomorrow, we will close the net! 】
(End of chapter)
