On the shore of Misawa Lake, Wakomon.
In a place full of spiritual energy, there is no snow-covered scenery, but instead it looks like the spring of March, with greenery flowing over it.
Just after receiving the message from the disciple, there was a long-lasting shock in the Xiyuan Cave Mansion.
The man at the head of the throne has slightly plump cheeks and a protruding forehead, resembling the appearance of an immortal. He is none other than the current head of the Heguang Sect, Taoist Zhenrong.
"Baishanke has been traversing the Great Lakes for a long time, and this is the first time he has suffered a defeat, but I don't know..." Taoist Zhenrong pondered for a moment, with a look of thought on his face, "What is the origin of Chongxiao Sect, what is its strength, after this For one thing, is it possible to form a quarrel with the Qizang Sect? These are all things that need to be investigated further. "
When he was sitting down, an elder responded: "Although the Qizang Sect has restrained a lot in recent years, its ambition has not changed, and we still have to guard against it!"
"Oh, once they gained power, they thought they could bully me and Guangmen. Haven't the lessons of Qunyoushan in the past warned them?" The Qunyoushan mentioned by this man was the one who failed to conquer the Suyang Sect and was instead defeated by the Three. The sect that was exiled by the sect has now disappeared.
The Supreme Elder on the left side of Taoist Zhenrong darkened his face and said solemnly: "It is related to the survival of a sect. Even if the outcome of those Youshan groups is tragic, it is nothing more than a trivial matter at this critical moment. The underground spirit of Qizang Sect is The pulse will probably not last more than a few years. In the war situation, there is still a principle that you should not pursue the enemy. If the Lakeside Sect suppresses it again, there is no guarantee that it will not try its best to bite me and Guang's flesh.
What's more, there are also three Fenxuan from the Qizang Sect, and they are joined by a Baishanke. If they really want to fight, it won't be easy to end with just a mouthful of meat. "
There was silence in the cave again, and an elder said: "When the Suyang Sect was in danger, Guang and I also came to help with Shangchen. If the Qizang Sect really wanted to attack me, could the other two sects on the lakeside stand by and watch? "
"It didn't happen before, but it may not happen now." Taoist Zhenrong's eyes were slightly cold. "Since the first two generations, the decline of our sect has been difficult to curb. On the contrary, Suyang, which was almost at the bottom before, has begun to gain momentum. Now, Suyang and Shangchen gradually showed their intention to expand. They looked down upon the broken spiritual veins, but they coveted the intact spiritual veins under the Heguangmen.
Moreover, the spiritual veins in the Great Lake are becoming increasingly scarce. When they are all exhausted and extinct, the large and small sects will join forces to kill them. This is why the other two sects are thinking of expanding their power. For them, whether they form an alliance with me and Guang, or become an alliance with Qizang, there is room for negotiation..."
The worried look shown by Taoist Zhenrong made everyone secretly frightened: "I am afraid that the snipe and the clam are fighting, and there is a fisherman behind me."
"Why don't you, junior, go and get in touch with the Chongxiao Sect?" The elder in the treasure-patterned robe stood up and bowed to the three people sitting on the seat, "There is no one behind him who can defeat Baishan Guest. Give me some guidance."
The three Fenxuan looked at each other, nodded, and responded to him: "You can go and see what the details of Zhongxiao Sect are like."
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Elder Heguangmen handed over a greeting letter, but Zhongxiaomen did not receive a reply for several days.
Qi Yunrong knocked the red-browed old man back ten miles with one palm. Blood spurted out from his mouth and he fell to the ground, unable to get up again.
"My faction admits defeat! Our faction admits defeat!" A young Taoist with a frightened face hurried forward and quickly fed the elixir in his hand into the mouth of the red-browed old man, making his breathing stabilize, and then raised his hands to the sky. Several Ning Yuans standing there signaled.
"According to the previous rules, your sect must sign a contract and become affiliated with our Qizang sect." Next to Qi Yunrong was a female cultivator in green from the Qizang sect. Her tone was soft but soft. Just now, the face of the monk below changed drastically.
The red-browed old man's lips trembled, but he managed to regain his breath before saying: "One faction cannot serve two masters. I, Baigejiang, am originally attached to the Waguang Sect. How can I change the contract and switch to a new master?"
"That's wrong," the female cultivator in green grinned, "The reason why the sects depend on each other is to seek shelter. What the Heguang Sect can give to your sect, I, Chongxiao, can do the same. And the Heguang Sect collects 50% of your sect's annual income. I, Qizang, only take half now, and I want you to take 25%, what else are you unwilling to do?"
"The deadline for the contract has not yet expired. If you forcefully change it, you will suffer a heavenly disaster!" The red-browed old man was helped to stand up by the young Taoist. He only said the word "heavenly calamity", and his eyes were filled with fear.
The female cultivator in green clothes looked slightly sluggish, which showed that she was also worried.
Qi Yunrong curled his lips, "Heavenly calamity is nothing. The cultivator who condenses the Tao seeds will suffer the minor four-nine thunder tribulations, and the Tao seed transforms into a true infant will suffer the great four-nine thunder tribulations and even the great nine-nine thunder tribulations. In the world of Chongxiao, Although the monks are not likely to eat thunder tribulations, they have never been afraid of such things along the way.
Only the monks in the small world have a heart of worship for the way of heaven. Over time, they forget that they are acting against heaven and regard the thunder and punishment of heaven as an unstoppable thing!
And the way of heaven is the spirit that runs according to the rules drawn up by the creators for the three thousand worlds. The small world of Heyan has escaped from the three thousand worlds for thousands of years. The spirit of the small world has gradually surpassed the way of heaven. Compared with the heavenly calamity, it is more important to swear by the world. Be more reliable.
"What are you afraid of if the contract is destroyed?" Qi Yunrong opened his big hand and pulled out a deed from the red-browed old man's chest. He pinched it with his five fingers and the deed turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.
Black clouds of calamity piled up from the sky, but when the giant ruler shook, he actually took the initiative to attack the thunder calamity when it landed in mid-air.
This sky thunder was black in color and fell silently. Compared with the golden cloud thunder disaster that appeared on the day Zhao Chun made the sword, it was much inferior in terms of momentum and scale.
This was not the first time that Qi Yunrong suffered a calamity. When the witch dragon awakened his spirit-melting body, there were also small six and nine thunder tribulations. Although most of them were blocked by the witch dragon, the last calamity of opening the body and awakening pulses had to be borne by Qi Yunrong. .
There was no trace of nervousness or fear in her eyes. When she raised the giant ruler, she was as strong and sharp as usual when attacking the enemy, without any lag.
The ruler's surface was struck by thunder and only trembled a few times. A moment later, huge waves of red flames burst out, penetrating the sky!
The flaming waves swallowed up the thunder calamity inch by inch, and bursts of explosions were heard, almost deafening everyone's ears. The momentum of resisting the thunder calamity was actually much greater than when the thunder calamity fell!
The giant ruler returned to his hand, and the flaming waves passed through the clouds, shaking away the layers of haze and scattering all the clouds of calamity.
The black clouds pierce through the Baige River, making the sky light pour down like a waterfall at noon. Just like the alternation of day and night, dawn comes particularly quickly.
The red-browed old man had never seen such a scene before. He was dumbfounded at the moment and dared not speak. When the Qizang Sect female cultivator in blue handed over the brand new deed, he raised his hand and decided on the name without thinking. His legs were still trembling.
"Fellow Taoist, Bai Gejiang has surrendered. Of the nineteen small sects under the Heguang Sect, our two factions have captured fifteen. We are just waiting for the news from Elder Zhao!" The female cultivator in green was in a very good mood, and talked with When Qi Yunrong was talking, he was still in awe, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
"It is naturally easy to suppress a small sect without Fenxuan in charge." Qi Yunrong put away his giant ruler and saw another thunder disaster in the Mize Lake. The golden light under the thunder made formation patterns, and there was a faint sound of gold and stone. He knew it was Xibang Ningyuan of the Hunde Formation Sect also conquered one area.
"If you want to fight against the Heguang Sect, you must first cut off its wings. There are nineteen small sects and three are large sects that have been in charge for hundreds of years. Fenxuan has been in charge of them. The more you can win before the war, the better!" Zhong Ningyuan received Zhao Xun's order. That’s why the Mize Great Lakes have been experiencing constant thunderstorms in the past few days.
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