Incense Valley.
Tianxiangju.
This place is built against the mountains and is remote and quiet, with almost no disciples passing by.
Because of this, this place is the residence of Yun Yilan, the owner of Fenxiang Valley, and it is also his place of retreat.
Since the Valley Master Yun Yilan began to retreat a few years ago, all disciples of Fenxiang Valley have been prohibited from entering this place, even the elders of Fenxiang Valley are no exception.
In the entire Fenxiang Valley, except for Yun Yilan's direct disciple Li Xun, only Shangguan Ce, whose cultivation and status is second only to Yun Yilan, can enter and leave here.
At this time, Yun Yilan had arrived in a secret stone room deep in Tianxiangju.
The stone room was empty and very simple, but there was a screen in the middle, blocking his sight.
Suddenly, an old voice came from the screen: "Is it Junior Brother Shangguan?"
Shangguan Ce took two steps forward, stopped four or five steps away from the screen, and said respectfully: "That's right, senior brother, are you feeling well?"
The person behind the screen seemed to be smiling: "My body? It's still like that, just wait for death." Obviously, the person who spoke was Master Yun Gu, who is as famous as Master Daoxuan of Qingyun Sect and Master Puhong of Tianyin Temple. But at this moment, his voice sounded like that of a dying old man whose vitality was exhausted and out of breath.
Shangguan Ce's expression suddenly changed, his expression was rather complex, and he pondered for a moment: "Senior Brother, Senior Nephew Li Xun sent a secret letter, saying that there is news about the Xuanhuo Jian."
"Oh?" Yun Yilan was obviously interested.
Shangguan Ce took out the secret letter from his arms and spat it out with a slight movement of his palm. The secret letter seemed to be dragged by an invisible hand, slowly floated out, bypassed the screen, and was delivered to Yun Yilan's hand.
Silence fell in the stone chamber.
It seemed that Yun Yilan fell into deep thought after reading the secret message.
After a cup of tea, I heard Yun Yilan say: "I have also heard the name of the white-robed divine monk Pu Zhi, plus what is said in Xun'er's letter, I am afraid that he is indeed a troublesome person. But Xuan Huo Jian is My Fenxiang Valley artifact cannot fall into the hands of outsiders under any circumstances, so I will leave this matter entirely to you, junior brother."
Shangguan Ce was shocked: "Senior brother, won't you take action?"
"I don't worry about you." Yun Yilan pondered for a moment, and then said: "Of course, if that Pu Zhen is really powerful, you can summon the 'Red Flame Beast' that guards the Xuanhuo Altar. If you two join forces, you can think of it as Pu Zhen." Master Hong himself can only capture him without restraint."
"...Yes." Shangguan Ce's face darkened slightly.
"Okay, if there is nothing else, please step back." The voice behind the screen was full of tiredness.
"Senior brother, take care, I'll take my leave first." Shangguan Ce cupped his hands, and the moment he turned around, his expression became even more ugly.
After Shangguan Ce left for a long time, Yun Yilan's laughter suddenly sounded in the silent stone room, with a hint of desolation and a hint of ridicule.
"Junior brother, junior brother, you lost the Xuanhuo Jian three hundred years ago. It was your responsibility. Now, except for the deeper cultivation, your character has not improved at all. You are still self-righteous, arrogant, and have no sense of responsibility. , tell me how I can safely hand over Incense Valley to you."
"Hehehe..."
The desolate and desolate laughter echoed slowly in the cold stone chamber.
…
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
The hall used to receive guests in Fenxiang Valley is called the "Shanhe Hall".
The tall and majestic palace, coupled with the name, really looks like it is looking down on the world.
Perhaps the predecessors who built this temple in Fenxiang Valley also thought that one day they would be the best in the world and step into the mountains and rivers.
Because Fenxiang Valley is located in southern Xinjiang, although it is one of the three sects in the world, it rarely interacts with the Central Plains sects, so the Mountain and River Palace is idle nine out of ten days. Occasionally, people come to visit, and they are also from a cultivation sect that is not well-known in southern Xinjiang. The disciples of Fenxiang Valley consider themselves to be among the three sects of the righteous path, and do not pay attention to these small sects, so the Shanhe Palace has always been cold.
But today, many disciples from Fenxiang Valley came outside Shanhe Hall. From time to time, they poked their heads into the hall and looked at them with astonished expressions.
The reason is quite simple. The rumored Puzhen Divine Monk came to Fenxiang Valley as a guest.
As the most famous monk in the world, the reputation of the white-robed divine monk has been heard even by the disciples of Fenxiang Valley in southern Xinjiang. Everyone wants to take a look at this divine monk, especially the female disciples.
But what surprised everyone was that the holy monk in white turned out to be a layman. He had a high crown and tied hair, and the monk's clothes were like ink, which was completely different from the image in the rumors. But the divine monk's handsome face and elegant demeanor are even better than the legend. A slight smile, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, was so warm and welcoming that it fascinated so many female disciples.
"What are you doing standing here! Have you finished your homework?! Don't go down yet!" At this moment, Shangguan Ce, dressed in black robes, appeared and scolded him coldly. All the disciples immediately dispersed.
"A bunch of worthless guys." Shangguan Ce snorted coldly and walked into the Shanhe Palace.
There were already people sitting in the hall, except for Li Xun, Yan Hong and other Fenxiang Valley disciples, there were only one man and two women.
Shangguan Ce looked at the young man in black holding a teacup and smiling, his expression slightly startled.
Unexpectedly, this legendary white-robed holy monk actually returned to secular life. In this way, if the divine monk really stays here, Tianyin Temple's attitude will not be too tough.
Li Xun hurriedly stood up and introduced to the two of them: "Puzhen Divine Monk, this is the elder of our sect, Master Shangguan. Uncle Shangguan, this is the world-famous Divine Monk Puzhen."
"Puzhen has met Senior Brother Shangguan." Yu Liancheng stood up and smiled slightly.
Shangguan Ce looked indifferent and just nodded slightly in response.
The three major sects of the Righteous Path are connected with each other, at least on the surface.
Yu Liancheng is an eminent monk of the Pu generation, indeed he is of the same generation as Shangguan Ce, and can be regarded as a fellow disciple.
But in Shangguan Ce's view, he is already several hundred years old, while Puzhen looks much younger than Li Xundu. It is said that he has not yet reached the crown. The two are very different, so it is inevitable to maintain the seniority. of arrogance.
But Shangguan Ce's eyes couldn't help but look towards the Xuanhuo Jian on Yu Liancheng's waist, with a hint of fiery look in his eyes.
Yu Liancheng sat down and said with a smile: "Senior Nephew Li Xun invited me to give a lecture this time. I wonder if Senior Brother has set a place and date?"
"We will discuss this later. I have something to discuss with Junior Brother Puzhen." Shangguan Ce waved his hand.
Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "Please tell me."
Shangguan Ce's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stared at Yu Liancheng's face: "Junior Brother Puzhen, do you know what is hanging on your waist?"
"What do you mean by this?" Yu Liancheng took off the Xuanhuojian, put it in the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, this should be the legendary 'Xuanhuojian', which can absorb the most yang and strong energy. It is one of the most terrifying magic weapons in the world today, perhaps only inferior to the Qingyun Sect’s Immortal Killing Sword.”
Shangguan Ce said coldly: "Then junior brother should also know that the Xuanhuo Jian was originally a magic weapon of our Fenxiang Valley sect. It was stolen by a monster without noticing. Junior Brother Puzhen came all the way to return the Xuanhuo Jian. I, Burning Incense Gu is very grateful and will surely repay you with generous gifts."
"Wrong." Yu Liancheng shook his head.
"What's wrong?" Shangguan Ce's face turned cold.
"The treasures of heaven and earth can only be found by the virtuous. You, Fenxiang Valley, cannot guard the Mysterious Fire Mirror. You have not found this object for three hundred years, which proves that you have no connection with it."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Besides, if we go back to the source, this Xuanhuojian is originally the magic weapon of Linglong, the witch from southern Xinjiang. Even if I really want to return the Xuanhuojian, it should be Linglong's descendant."
Shangguan Ce's face was as cold as frost, he slapped the table and stood up: "You exquisite witch, stop talking nonsense. Everyone in the world knows that the Xuanhuojian is my sacred weapon from Fenxiang Valley. Are you going to return it or not?"
Most of the magical powers in Fenxiang Valley are related to fire, but Shangguan Ce's magical weapons and skills are all of the ice type. At this moment of anger, the entire Shanhe Palace immediately became extremely cold, a layer of frost filled the air, and even the surface was covered with thin ice. If not for the fact that everyone present was an accomplished master of Taoism, they would have been trembling with cold.
"Uncle Shangguan, please calm down. Uncle Shangguan, please calm down. Let me persuade Uncle Puzhen. Master Puzhen is a world-famous divine monk. He has practiced Buddhism for a long time. He is from Tianyin Temple and has an extraordinary status. If you are careful, it may cause conflicts between the two factions. I think Uncle Puzhen is also a man of righteousness." Li Xun stood up and quickly warned Shangguan Ce.
Shangguan Ce's face was as cold as frost. He hesitated for a moment and finally sat down.
Then, Li Xun looked at Yulian City again.
But before he could speak, Yu Liancheng raised his hand and interrupted his words of admonishment, saying calmly: "I still say what I said, only the virtuous can live in treasures. The original owner of this thing is not you." You are not qualified to ask for it from Fenxiang Valley. Of course, if you, Fenxiang Valley, are willing to agree to my condition, I can also give you the Mysterious Fire Mirror."
Before Shangguan Ce could get angry, Li Xun hurriedly said, "Uncle Puzhen, please tell me."
Yu Liancheng raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to look into the sky through the roof of the palace, his eyes were far away: "Cultivation is originally for longevity, but the disputes between sects and the fighting between good and evil have caused countless monks to die young. And the years are even more ruthless, no matter how amazing it is, Geniuses eventually turn into a handful of loess. I want to unify the two paths of good and evil, reduce unnecessary fighting, and find the way to immortality together."
Ignoring everyone's surprised expressions, Yu Liancheng looked at Shangguan Ce and said with a smile: "If Senior Brother Shangguan is willing to lead Fenxiang Valley and join me in creating the new 'Eternal Life Building', it would be okay to leave this Xuanhuo Jian to you."
Before everyone could recover from the shock, they heard a "bang" and Shangguan Ce slapped the table and stood up. The heavy wood table had turned into countless ice shards. The cold air in Shanhe Palace was even more unbridled, the cold wind was like a knife, and the scraping hurt my face.
"How brave, do you know what you are talking about!?" Shangguan Ce's face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.
"Isn't it true?" Yu Liancheng shook his head, sighed, stood up, and walked out the door: "Baguio, let's go. I don't think Fenxiang Valley will ask me to give a lecture. Let's go see Nan again. If you want to see the scenery of Xinjiang, you will return to the Central Plains."
"Okay." Baguio followed him in a hurry, and Jin Ping'er naturally followed closely.
Kakaka!
When Yulian City was about to step out of the Shanhe Palace, the cold air in the palace reached its peak, biting the bones, and an ice wall rose across the sky, emitting a dense cold air, blocking Yulian City.
There was no sign of panic on Yulian City's face, but he turned to look at Shangguan Ce: "Business cannot be done without righteousness, what do you mean by this, Brother Shangguan?"
"Leave the Xuanhuo Jian, otherwise the three of you will definitely not be able to step out of the Shanhe Palace." Shangguan Ce's face was as dark as water, and he had already sacrificed his magic weapon.
His magic weapon is in the shape of a tube, cool and sharp, with flowing cold light, crystal clear, and emitting a deep cold air.
As soon as he appeared, the already cold Shanhe Palace became even more bone-chilling. Even Li Xun, Yan Hong and other juniors from Fenxiang Valley couldn't help but tremble.
This magic weapon is called "Nine Ningbing Ice Thorn". It is the most extraordinary treasure in the world and has unparalleled power. Back then, the six-tailed demon fox was pierced into the fox's veins by the Nine Cold Ice Thorns, destroying its foundation. If you are not in the most sunny and hot place, you will be injured by the cold poison, which will hurt your body and mind, and life will be worse than death. Even the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox, with its powerful magic, was defeated by the double attack of the Nine Cold Ice Thorns and the Eight Evils Mysterious Fire Formation, and was eventually imprisoned in the Mysterious Fire Altar.
Sacrifice of this magic weapon now is not only a shock, but also shows his determination to never give up until the Xuanhuo Jian is taken back.
He even went so far as to kill this world-famous divine monk and form a blood feud with Tianyin Temple.
Yu Liancheng sighed: "Why is this necessary? If you let me go, it will be as if nothing happened today. But if you really want to take the Xuanhuo Jian by force, I will not hold back."
"It's true that if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!"
Shangguan Ce's face was full of murderous intent, and the nine cold ice thorns were shining with silver light, like a divine dragon flying through the sky, like silver lightning flashing wildly, suddenly shooting towards Yulian City. Not only was it extremely fast, but it also contained a sense of coldness. Wherever it passed, thick ice suddenly formed on the ground, and a cold wind blew in the face.
boom!
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ps: Asking for monthly ticket
