Lin Jingyong is a monk at the lowest level in the world of immortality. He could have been a poor Taoist priest in Qingshan Town for the rest of his life, but now everything is easily destroyed by others.
Shu Yuehen thought: Is there any fundamental difference between monks and mortals? Hu Xiulan, a great monk in the golden elixir stage, is as afraid of death as any mortal.
Shu Yuehen's anger burned again, and she asked Hu Xiulan:
"I didn't kill Bai Yuting, why did you kill us?"
Hu Xiulan had regained her composure at this time, thinking that the female swordsman did not dare to kill her, so she smiled and said:
"That wimp Bai Yuting couldn't suppress his inner demons. I asked him to kill a few mortal women to vent his anger, so as not to be seen at the Immortal Sect Conference and lose the face of our Yuntai Sect. But he acted carelessly and was You have been arrested. Wu Laodao also said that he was afraid of my revenge and wanted to go to the Immortal Sect Conference to ask my father to deal with it. If I really want you to go to the Immortal Sect Conference, where will our Yuntai Sect's face be?"
When Master Wu heard what Hu Xiulan said, this Taoist priest who had always been mature and prudent was so angry that he almost pulled out his beard.
Shu Yuehen said coldly: "Master Wu! Let's set off for Yuntai Mountain now. I will take Hu Xiulan with me, and you will take those ice coffins."
Head Wu turned around and counted. Including Lin Jingyong's, there were a total of nineteen ice coffins. He asked in a trembling voice: "Do you want to take all of these?"
"Bring them all with you. These are all evidence."
"This will offend Yuntai Sect."
"Master Wu, look at Hu Xiulan, you have offended the Yuntai Sect."
Head Wu looked at Hu Xiulan who was cursing loudly, and finally firmed up: "Fellow Taoist is right, while the Immortal Sect Conference is being held, the old Taoist will ask all the heads to witness, and the Yuntai Sect must give justice to the innocent dead."
Shu Yuehen restrained Hu Xiulan, and Master Wu brought nineteen ice coffins, and made their respective magical weapons fly into the sky, flying towards the Yunshan Sect in a mighty manner.
It was already dawn at this time, and the sun climbed up the hills, spreading light and heat to the sky and the earth.
The morning glow was like a dream, and the three people and nineteen ice coffins were covered with light red gauze, but none of the three were in the mood to appreciate it.
Hu Xiulan was scolding Master Wu: "Wu Rui, are you insisting on disobeying our Yuntai Sect? You have had enough of life, but have you ever thought about the disciples and grandsons of your Zhenfu Sect? Are you not afraid of angering the Yuntai Sect and destroying you? Is the True Talisman family full?"
She tossed and turned and only dared to scold Master Wu, but did not dare to scold Shu Yuehen, who directly controlled her life.
Master Wu was so angry that he pushed the magic weapon with all his strength. After a day and a night, they arrived at Yuntai Sect.
Yuntai Sect is located in Yuntai Mountain at the southernmost tip of Qianzhou, with Qingzhou under the rule of Xianxia Sect at its back.
The five main peaks of Yuntai Mountain welcomed nearly a thousand monks that day. These monks gathered in groups and chatted in a lively manner.
Ascetics have always advocated tranquility, and there were rarely such lively times.
Some monks brought spiritual pets, some monks met old friends, and some monks met enemies, and the monks from the Yuntai Sect rushed back and forth to guide them.
Hu Yunyang, the head of the Yuntai Sect, personally welcomed Han Sheng, the golden elixir monk sent from Xianxia, in the main hall of Chaoyang Peak.
Han Sheng also brought a sword cultivator friend.
His sword cultivator friend was old-fashioned and dull, and seemed not very easy to get along with.
Hu Yunyang didn't know the sword cultivator's identity, but because he was brought by Han Sheng, a seat was arranged for him.
He worked hard for the Qianzhou Immortal Sect Conference. In order to show his identity and cultivation, he arranged an auspicious cloud throne that could be raised or lowered, with auras flying around it. When the guests were seated, the hall was filled with auras and auspicious clouds, and everyone was filled with auras of immortality. , like a fairy.
Hu Yunyang himself, as a landlord and a great monk at the Nascent Soul stage, sat in the middle.
Han Sheng of the Xianxia sect and his friend were sitting on the left, each sitting on an auspicious cloud, and they were talking secretly through sound transmission.
Hu Yunyang was about to ask Han Sheng who his friend was when Bai Shian, the head of the Zhengyang Sect, arrived.
Zhengyang Sect and Yuntai Sect are adjacent to each other. Due to the territorial dispute between the two sects, there is some turmoil, so they can only pretend to greet each other when they meet.
Just after he finished speaking, Li Qingfeng, the head of Yunling Sect, also arrived. The Yunling Sect and the Yuntai Sect were originally one family. Later, after the death of their founder, the two sects fought fiercely due to differences in their ideals. They eventually split into two and formed a huge feud with each other.
When Hu Yunyang saw Li Qingfeng, lightning flashed in his eyes:
"Qingfeng Li, why are you here too?"
Li Qingfeng smiled and said: "When I heard that the Qianzhou Immortal Sect Conference was held, the Yunling Sect certainly did not want to be isolated and came here to discuss important matters with fellow Taoists."
The two of them had just finished saying a few words when Chang Xuan, the head of Shangshan Sect, and Li Dingyun, the head of Zhongmiao Sect, arrived at the main hall of Chaoyang Peak one after the other.
After they finished greeting each other, they each sat on the auspicious cloud throne. All the five Nascent Souls of Qianzhou Xianmen were present.
At this time, the morning sun is rising, and a ray of golden sunshine shines into the main hall. Accompanied by five-color auspicious clouds and seven-color aura, Hanyang Main Hall looks both sacred and solemn.
Li Qingfeng didn't wait for Hu Yunyang's introduction before he smiled at Han Sheng and said, "This must be Han Sheng, the genius of the Xianxia Sect. I heard that he fought with Ouyang Shuo, the Fire Crow Messenger of the Beast Control Sect, for three days and three nights, and defeated him to the point of defeat. Escape, this battle will make you famous all over the world!"
Han Sheng stood up and saluted the five people one by one. He had a smile on his face and was not at all proud of the Xianxia Sect behind him.
Ever since the Xuantian Sword Sect suffered a catastrophe twelve years ago and almost wiped out the sect, the Xianxia Sect has been the leader of the righteous path in the world of immortality. .
Qingfeng Li was a great monk at the Nascent Soul stage, and Han Sheng was just a monk at the Golden Core stage. However, Qingfeng Li still did not want to offend such a behemoth as the Xianxia Sect. He lowered his status when he spoke, and his tone was very flattering.
Han Sheng smiled and said: "That is a misinformation from the outside world. Ouyang Shuo was just afraid of the support of his colleagues, so he withdrew first. He controlled tens of thousands of fire crows, and they were all monsters, which were not easy to deal with. I came here with my friends. , also to form an alliance with the major immortal sects in Qianzhou to deal with the Demon Sect moving south."
Hu Yunyang said: "That's right. The demonic cultivators are cruel and treat our hundreds of immortal sects in Qianzhou like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They want to quickly swallow up Qianzhou and restore their strength. After the Xuantian Sword Sect was attacked, only a group of old people were left. We are weak, sick and disabled, unable to stop the nine sects of the Demon Sect. The hundreds of immortals in Qianzhou are at odds with each other, just like a ball of scattered sand. How can we deal with the nine sects of the Demon Sect who are like wolves and tigers if we are not aligned."
When he mentioned that only the old, weak, sick and disabled were left in the Xuantian Sword Sect, the dull swordsman who had been sitting there suddenly looked at him.
That glance was like a flash of sword light, making people feel chilled in their hearts.
Hu Yunyang was suspicious and asked: "Fellow Daoist Han, who is your friend? Why don't you introduce him?"
Just as Han Sheng was about to speak, a figure broke into the main hall and knelt down to report: "Master is in trouble! Senior Sister Xiulan was crushed by someone and brought outside the mountain gate."
Hu Yunyang was furious, and his consciousness quickly unfolded. He saw a female foundation-building cultivator in green holding her daughter Hu Xiulan standing outside the mountain gate, and behind her was a male foundation-building cultivator carrying nineteen ice coffins.
