"These... are the sect structure of our Spiritual Heart Valley."
"In fact, not only our Lingxin Valley, but also the entire fairy sect in the eastern region of Tianlan Continent has basically the same structure. Even if there are differences, they are not much different."
Hearing this, Jiang Fan nodded, finally having a more complete understanding of these things.
At this time, he suddenly thought of another question, so he asked his senior sister:
"By the way, Senior Sister, you only said that the structures of the Immortal Sects in the Eastern Region are all like this, but what about the other three regions? Aren't they not like this?"
When Sikong Yueling heard Jiang Fan's question, he lowered his head, thought for a moment, and replied:
"I don't know much about the other three realms, and most of them are from the books recorded in the Gu Nei Sutra Pavilion."
"The Eastern Region is Xuanzong's territory, and the sect structures of other forces are basically influenced by this behemoth, so they are very similar."
"As for the specific structure of the sects in the other three domains, I really don't know."
"The only thing we know is that the Dragon Phoenix Sect in the southern region focuses on controlling beasts, the Hehuan Sect in the western region follows the path of lust, and the Ming Sect in the northern region spends all day with dead bodies, practicing the art of corpses."
When the girl said this, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Jiang Fan's wrist, where he was wearing a black stone bracelet with a crystal luster.
"The stone bracelet on your wrist contains a spiritual consciousness from the Dragon Phoenix Sect of the Southern Region. You can ask her about it when you have time."
Hearing this, Jiang Fan raised his hand, glanced at the stone bracelet on his wrist, nodded and said:
"Senior sister, you reminded me. I have to take the time to ask."
The two of them chatted so much that the girl had basically answered the questions Jiang Fan had asked before.
Jiang Fan was naturally satisfied after getting the answer he wanted.
However, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed a very important question, and he quickly continued to ask:
"Sister, after talking so much, I almost forgot, who is your teacher?"
When the girl heard the words, she lowered her head, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said:
"My teacher...three years ago, due to insufficient lifespan, he was unable to break through to the spirit-gathering realm. He has already transformed into a Taoist..."
Jiang Fan heard the sadness in his senior sister's tone. He thought about it, but didn't know how to comfort her.
Just as the two were silent, a burst of noise suddenly broke out from the crowd not far away, attracting their attention.
"what happened?"
After the two looked at each other, they looked over at the same time.
It turned out that one of the protagonists of this battle, Lei Xinghe, finally appeared in front of everyone.
He stood on the flying boat, glanced at the crowd below, snorted, jumped up, and then hit the ground with a loud bang.
When the smoke and dust cleared, Jiang Fan could see clearly that this man was nine feet tall, huge, and muscular. He looked like a little giant.
He wore a pair of purple-red metal gloves on his hands, which shone brightly in the midday sun.
"Yesong, Mr. Lei is here, why don't you come out quickly and fight me!"
This roar was mixed with the spiritual power in his body and was extremely penetrating. Everyone on the martial arts stage could hear it clearly.
At this time, the interior of one of the two gorgeous airships suspended above everyone's heads.
Ye Song, the other protagonist of this fight, is wearing a bloody battle suit and looking forward respectfully.
There, sitting there was a skinny middle-aged man who was also wearing a bloody suit, with his eyes closed, and he was thinking about something.
Although the two people look completely different, their temperaments are very similar. If you don't look at their appearance, they look like they were carved from the same mold.
Hearing the roar of Lei Xinghe outside the flying boat, the middle-aged man in blood suddenly opened his closed eyes.
He raised his head and looked at Ye Song, who was holding his fists respectfully in front of him, and his voice was slightly hoarse:
"Have you really thought about it?"
Hearing this, Ye Song lowered his head and replied respectfully:
"I'm sorry, teacher. Although I may lose face to you, I have made up my mind, so please do it."
The middle-aged man in blood clothes was surprisingly Ye Song's teacher, a real man named Red Demon who had a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm.
His expression at this time was a little complicated, his eyes flickering on and off, and after a long time, he suddenly let out a long sigh.
"That's all, since you are willing to do this, I won't say anything more. I just hope that you can always stick to your Taoist heart in the future."
Ye Song replied: "Remember the teacher's teachings."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said:
"Bring the things..."
Hearing this, Ye Song took out something from his storage bracelet and handed it to his teacher respectfully.
The Red Demon Master took the object, swept his spiritual consciousness, and showed a look of understanding on his face.
"This Han Yun is worthy of being a genius who has gone to the Taoist Academy to practice. He does have some abilities. He can refine talismans of the same level when he first enters the crystallization realm."
At this point, he changed his words:
"It's a pity that he had less time to settle, so he still left a few flaws."
"Today, I will take advantage of a few flaws to slightly modify this sand burial talisman, turning it into a useless talisman that can only be seen but not used."
Hearing this, Ye Song complimented:
"With the teacher's extraordinary skills, even if Han Yun comes to the door, he will not be able to find any clues. In the end, he will only suspect that there is something wrong with the talisman he refined, rather than someone secretly doing something."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The Red Demon Master was lightly slapped on the back by his disciple, and he couldn't help but laugh a few times.
He shook his head, tapped Ye Song lightly with his fingers, and said:
"Ye Song, Ye Song, you are such a good person, why did you suddenly change your temper? You even learned how to flatter yourself continuously. This is not like your previous style..."
When Ye Song heard the teacher's question, he immediately remembered what happened to him recently and smiled helplessly.
"Teacher, people must learn to grow..."
Seeing the other person's expression, the Red Demon Master felt something in his heart, and he probably understood something.
His expression suddenly became serious and he said:
"Stumbling is not a bad thing. As long as you can learn from it and grow, it is not a disadvantage."
When Ye Song heard the teacher's warning, he immediately nodded, bent down and replied respectfully:
"The teacher taught you that."
Seeing this, the Red Demon Master nodded and his expression softened a lot.
He placed his gaze on the talisman in his hand and observed it for a while. Then he closed his eyes, stretched out a finger, and used his spiritual power to tap lightly on the end of a certain stroke on it.
Then, he handed the talisman back to his disciple.
"Okay, I have temporarily transformed this talisman into a useless talisman. You can take it."
Ye Song took it with respectful hands. After using his spiritual sense to feel it, he felt that the talisman in his hand seemed to be as normal as before, but there seemed to be something slightly different.
Seeing his doubtful gaze, the Red Demon Master chuckled lightly.
"Don't look at it. You can't tell. Don't say it's you. Even Han Yun, who has studied the talismans the most among the five of you, can't detect anything unusual."
After Ye Song heard this, he decisively gave up and continued to investigate.
He cupped his fists, lowered his head and said respectfully:
"Thank you for your help, teacher. Disciple will be resigning now."
"Well, go ahead."
