The leader of the Qianqiu Sect suddenly became happy when he heard this. Now that the Jian Sect has reopened the mountain, the only thing they are worried about is the Jintian Sect. If this matter can be resolved, then they will truly have peace of mind.
"I just don't know if that old fox will get wind of it and run away!" Liangchen expressed his worries.
"Recently, the rumors about Junior Brother have been abuzz. Before I issued the sword order to inform the world, Kyushu was already shaken. The Master must have got the news that day. In addition, he suffered a lot from several battles. If he was afraid to escape, It makes sense!”
"But I don't think he will escape." Qianqiu Sect Master changed the topic and expressed his guess.
"Oh? Why?" Liangchen asked.
"The Tiantian Sect has been closing the mountain recently. I have sent people to check the truth and draw the formation map. There are also many shadowless sword hidden stakes lurking around, but no sign of the Tiantian people leaving has been found." Qianqiu Sect Master said.
"Senior brother, with his magical power, if he wants to leave, those people may not be able to find him." Liangchen said.
"Haha~ Those manpower I arranged are not monitoring the old monster Tiantianren. They are just watching whether the disciples of Jintian Sect make any moves." Qianqiu Sect Master said with a chuckle.
"How do you say this?" Liangchen asked again.
"As long as the disciples of Jintian Sect are still in the mountains, Master Tiantian must also be in the mountains." Qianqiu Sect Master replied.
"Why?" Liangchen didn't understand what he meant.
"The man in heaven has a short lifespan. Even if he knew that my junior brother was seeking revenge, he would not run away again. From my guess, he would use the formation as a barrier to consume my junior brother's mana, and then fight you for the last time! "
"In this way, even if we lose the battle, we will have to pay for it with our lives. It would be difficult for me, my junior brother, to attack the tens of thousands of disciples and descendants of Jintian Sect."
"But if he escapes, the tens of thousands of disciples of the Jintian Sect will face the endless anger of their junior brothers and the Sword Sect." Master Qianqiu expressed his thoughts.
"It makes sense to say so. But how could there be no secret teleportation array or secret passage in the mountain? Could it be that the Jintian Sect had already fled with the entire clan?" Liangchen asked again.
"Junior brother, don't worry, I have deployed manpower in the dozen or so neighboring towns and cities. If there were only a few people, the news might not leak out, but with thousands of disciples leaving, it is almost impossible not to be discovered! " Qianqiu Sect Leader replied.
"Senior brother is still thoughtful." Liangchen nodded, and the worry in his heart finally disappeared.
"Do you want a few peak masters to go together for this trip? At least I can help you break the formation and save some mana." Qianqiu Sect Master thought for a moment and said with some worry.
"No need, I happen to have a sharp weapon to break the formation, so I won't lose much mana." Liangchen waved his hand.
"Junior brother, when will we set off?" Qianqiu Sect Master asked again.
"Let's leave as soon as we've finished everything, so as not to have a long night and many dreams." Liangchen stood up directly, "I'm afraid it will take several months to come back. Please take care of my mother for me."
"Don't worry, junior brother's mother is my mother." Qianqiu Sect Master said with a smile.
"Thank you, senior brother." Liangchen handed over his hands, seemed to think of something, and spoke again: "Where are the clansmen I brought back?"
"Junior brother's clansmen are basically all selected by Ji Feng to be his disciples. Although some of them have mediocre qualifications, according to Ji Feng's news, they are all more diligent in their cultivation." Qianqiu Sect Leader replied.
"That's very good. I have set a ten-year period for them. If they don't make progress, I will send them back and see what happens to them." Liangchen nodded.
"Junior brother, you must also pay attention to safety on this trip. Be cautious! If it is difficult to kill the enemy, you can still try to do it slowly." Qianqiu Sect Master warned, after all, it is a battle of transformation, and unexpected situations are normal.
"Thank you for your concern, senior brother, I have my own sense of discretion."
As soon as Liangchen handed over his hand, a sword sounded, and there was a rustling sound in the forest. Accompanied by a strong wind, a black shadow and a colorful bird flew over.
He flew into a sword and rose up diagonally. Before he reached the Zhuxian formation, a wave of colorful light appeared, and then a passage appeared.
One person and two beasts turned into three rays of light and shadow and disappeared into the mountains.
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Four months later,
Junzhou, Wangxian City.
It was Xiangwu, which should have been the most prosperous hour, but due to the continuous heavy rain, the streets were empty except for one or two passers-by walking quickly holding umbrellas.
There were only a few people sitting in the Xianyao Pavilion, which had the best business in the city.
In the elegant seat next to the window on the second floor, three scholars sat in front of a square mahogany table.
The scholar sitting in the south, dressed in Tsing Yi, has a thin face and a pointed chin, but has a pair of eyes as big as almond kernels, as if staring at you.
The scholar sitting in the north is wearing a hemp-colored robe with a few patches on his body. He should be from a poor family, but he has a Chinese character face with two eyebrows and slightly narrowed eyes. He seems to be smiling when he opens his mouth.
The scholar sitting in the East, wearing shiny yellow clothes, wearing gold and silver jade belts, has a round face, a fat head, a big belly and a round waist. Although he is not very old, he looks like a fat member.
There were four plates on the table, one plate of cold green shredded vegetables, one plate of braised beef, one plate of chrysanthemum shredded pork, and one plate of mushrooms and three delicacies.
A thin-necked double-eared pot contains Xianrenzui, the secret sake of Xianyao Pavilion.
Because it was too dark, even though it was daytime, the lights were already on in the building. Under the orange lights, the plates of delicacies shimmered even more enticingly.
But the three of them looked at the dense clouds that covered the entire Wangxian City like a curtain. They had no interest in catching chopsticks, and their faces could not hide their disappointment.
"Brother Lu, the three of us have been here for seven days. It has been raining heavily for seven days!"
"It seems that we are unlucky. Not only have we not seen the immortal, we have not even seen the Laojun Mountain! It's ridiculous!" The almond-eyed scholar in Tsing Yi bent down and looked at the dark sky outside. He frowned, shook his head, and then said to He looked at the fat scholar sitting in the east and spoke with a smile. After speaking, he sighed, stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of chrysanthemum.
"I wanted to come here to soak up the immortal aura before the big exam, but I ended up with a wet aura." The fat scholar who was called Brother Lu also shook his head and said with a wry smile, then turned to look at the uncertain scholar:
"Master Xu, he claims to know astronomy from above and geography from below. He can see people's faces up close and distinguish wind and rain from a distance. But when will the rain end?"
"Brother Lu, don't mention this again. Eat vegetables, eat vegetables." Mr. Xu's face turned red when he heard this, and he waved one hand like a cattail leaf fan, then picked up a piece of beef and put it into his mouth.
"Haha!" When the scholar in green and yellow saw this, they burst out laughing together.
This Mr. Xu was a new friend they made while traveling. Although he was poor, he had extraordinary literary talent and claimed to be knowledgeable about astronomy and geography.
So the two of them invited him to play together. When he first arrived here, he watched the stars at night and said that the rain would stop in three days. But this has been going on for seven days in a row, and there is still no sign of stopping.
"Wind or rain, wine and food, how about a group of flying flowers?" After this smile, the atmosphere on the field finally became more lively, the scholar in Tsing Yi suggested.
"Yes." The fat scholar in yellow nodded slightly.
"What is the order?" Scholar Mai naturally wanted to change the subject, so he asked.
"The three of us came together to see the immortal, so how about we take the immortal as his command?" The scholar in Tsing Yi thought for a moment and said.
"good!"
Both agreed.
"I'll go first!" The scholar in Tsing Yi proposed the idea, naturally enthusiastic.
"The high-quality immortal food in the Immortal Food Pavilion,
The color and fragrance are as good as a flat peach,
If an immortal comes to ask for it,
. . . "
After chanting here, he suddenly paused, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the plate of chrysanthemum shredded pork.
"Give him a piece of wormwood at most!"
The scholar in Tsing Yi shook his head, as if he was very proud.
"What a poem, what a poem!"
When the fat scholar in yellow heard the sound, he immediately clapped his hands in admiration and put a piece of chrysanthemum in his mouth. A burst of fragrance filled the air. He stared at the dark clouds outside, as if he was afraid that an immortal was coming to take over.
The scholar in linen clothes had a thoughtful expression on his face. He didn't know whether he disliked this poem or was thinking about his own poem.
"Yes!" The scholar in yellow chewed something, and as if he had a sudden inspiration, he pointed out the window:
"Wangxianren in Wangxian City.
The sage did not see the clouds.
One layer after another from the left,
The more I look at it, the more headache I get! "
"Okay! Good! Good!" Upon hearing this, the scholar in green clothes immediately clapped his hands in praise, as if the fat scholar had sung an eternal song.
As for the scholar in linen clothes, he almost spit out his mouthful of food. He tried his best to hold it back, and then he changed into a look of surprise and continued to praise.
Although this poem is not even neat, the fat scholar is rich and he paid for all the food and drinks along the way.
In addition, this is entertainment, so naturally it cannot be taken seriously. Scholar Mai put his hands on his palms and praised:
"What a good one - the more I look at it, the more I get a headache!"
