The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

"The sky is going to change!"

Zhang Xikun stood on the snow-capped mountain, with the vast Kunlun Mountains covered with snow before him.

In the center of Kunlun, there was originally a heavenly road, which was the only way to the fairyland of Tiandu and also the guide for practicing the heavenly way. Practitioners could see it from a long distance with their spiritual consciousness.

But now, the gloomy wind there is blowing thick clouds, covering the sky and blocking the sun. There is no such thing as a road to heaven.

The west field was filled with ghosts, hundreds of miles of camps were spread out on the snowy plains, like a dark tide. The patrolling ghost soldiers covered a thousand miles of land.

Zhang Daoyuan next to him laughed and said, "If the weather changes, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your title as a Heavenly Master."

Zhang Xikun said with a smile: "I got this name only because of my ancestors. But don't forget, your last name is Zhang too. If I lose this name, you will be scolded by my ancestors too."

"Hahahaha!" The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Hey, which sect or school is this brother from? Are you here to protect Tiandu?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

The two looked back and saw a red cloud descending and dozens of black spots falling on the snow-capped mountains.

Apparently, because some of them could not fly, a strong man used the auspicious cloud technique to bring a group of people to fly here. When they arrived here, they saw the ghostly aura rising to the sky in front of them and did not dare to get any closer, so they landed on the ground and met them.

These people approached quickly, about twenty in number. The leader was a fat Taoist priest. Seeing Zhang Xikun and Zhang Daoyuan wearing Taoist robes and looking very impressive, he bowed and said, "My two senior brothers are honored. I am Qu Jitong, the abbot of Chiyun Temple in Qingjiang Fort. This——"

He pointed at a tall and thin old man next to him and said, "The head of Youxuan Sect, Lao Haoqiang."

Zhang Xikun nodded slightly. These two sects were not big sects, but they were somewhat famous in the cultivation world. He had also heard of the names of the two leaders, so he returned the greetings and said, "Excuse me, I am Zhang Xikun from Longhu Mountain."

"Ah! It turns out to be Master Zhang!" Qu Jitong smiled.

After all, Longhu Mountain is the top of the world's Zhengyi Sect. When Zhang Tianshi was at his peak, he had the power to lead the Xuanmen Sect. Although he is weak now, he is still one of the largest forces in the entire Xuanmen Sect. Otherwise, the Tiandu Order would not have stopped at Longhu Mountain first.

Lao Haoqiang, who had a cold expression on his face just now, immediately changed his attitude and bowed to Zhang Xikun.

"I told you, how could Mount Longhu not send someone!" Qu Jitong said, "There are rumors outside that the Tianshi Mansion has issued an order that all people in the world are not allowed to go out. I said it was just a rumor, but now that Zhang Tianshi is here in person, the rumors are self-defeating."

Zhang Xikun was about to explain when Zhang Daoyuan beside him interrupted, "Master Qu, Master Lao, how many people did you bring this time?"

Qu Jitong thought he was also a Taoist from Mount Longhu, so he didn't ask about his identity and said, "We have eleven people from Chiyun Temple. We happened to meet Master Lao on the way, so we came together. The old master brought sixteen people, so the two sects together have twenty-seven people."

"Twenty-seven people are not enough to form a Tiangang formation. I'm afraid it's not enough?" Zhang Daoyuan pretended to be serious and asked, "Are there any other sects traveling with us?"

"We also met Xinghai Sect's leader Min Dongjun on the way, but he had to go to Wuxiang Sect to invite Wuxiang Sect's leader Qiu Boyu to come together." Qu Jitong said excitedly, "When the sky is in trouble, the world has its responsibilities. I think all the Xuanmen sects will gather in Kunlun this time. This kind of grand event only happens once in a thousand years!"

Lao Haoqiang seemed to sense something was wrong, glanced at them, and asked, "May I ask how many people did you bring with you this time, Master?"

Zhang Xikun was slightly stunned, and just when he didn't know how to answer, Qu Jitong said, "Alas, Longhu Mountain is a big sect. When the Heavenly Master gives an order, all the Zhengyi people in the world obey it. How could there be few people coming? The Heavenly Master must have come first, and the Zhengyi people followed behind in a mighty force!"

Zhang Daoyuan and Zhang Xikun smiled at each other without explaining.

Lao Haoqiang didn't say anything else, but said coldly: "Since the Heavenly Master's people are behind us, then don't try to steal the credit from us."

Qu Jitong said with a smile: "Master Zhang is so famous, why would he need to compete with us for credit? Besides, the Tianshi Mansion and Tiandu have a close relationship, and Tianshi will be indispensable in the future when it comes to rewarding merits. Even if we get the first credit, we'll just get a sip of the credit. Hahahaha!"

Zhang Xikun and Zhang Daoyuan were both stunned. They didn't expect that they were worried that they would steal their credit. They found it funny, but suddenly felt a little sad.

Zhang Daoyuan pointed to the distance and said, "You two, it's not that I don't remind you, look over there, there is a ghostly aura, the wind is strong, the camps stretch for hundreds of miles, the formation is rigorous, it's not just some ordinary monsters, it may not be that easy for you to grab the first place."

Lao Haoqiang sneered: "What's there to be afraid of these evildoers?"

Zhang Xikun was surprised and shocked, wondering where Lao Haoqiang got the courage from. Looking at their team, he couldn't tell how strong they were. There were only three or two innate masters, and the others couldn't even fly. How could they dare to break into this formation of 100,000 Yin soldiers?

"Going like this is tantamount to seeking death!" He reminded them kindly, after all, they were fellow practitioners of Xuanmen.

Qu Jitong laughed and said, "Master, you are exaggerating. They are just some ghost cultivators and ghost soldiers. What's more, where is this place? This is Kunlun! Below the Heavenly Road, above our heads is Tiandu and the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect. Any immortal who comes down can destroy these ghost soldiers with just a wave of his hand."

"Then why did they order all the Taoists in the world to come and protect them?" Zhang Daoyuan asked with a smile.

"Oh, don't you understand this? This is a test of the loyalty of the Xuanmen in the world!"

As Qu Jitong was speaking, Lao Haoqiang next to him reached out and pulled him. Then he realized that he had said too much and smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Xikun tried to persuade him again, "These ghost soldiers are not ordinary demons. You can see that they are well-organized and well-managed. The central flag is full of ghostly energy, so there must be a great general guarding it. You two small sects are definitely not capable of defeating them. If you rush in, you will only be cannon fodder."

Qu Jitong and Lao Haoqiang misunderstood him, thinking that Zhang Xikun didn't want them to take the credit.

Lao Haoqiang's face darkened and he looked unhappy.

Qu Jitong glanced at Zhang Xikun, and perhaps felt that the other party was a Zhengtian Taoist priest after all, and it seemed not good for him to steal the credit, so he glanced at Lao Haoqiang and said, "Zhang Tianshi might as well go with us. With Tianshi by our side, we will surely be able to decide the outcome of the battle! As for this first credit, our three sects will share it."

Zhang Xikun opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Daoyuan smiled and said, "Since you two are so confident, why don't you take the lead? We won't fight for the credit."

"Are you serious?" Qu Jitong didn't believe what Zhang Daoyuan said and looked at Zhang Xikun.

Just then, another strange cloud flew over from the distance, like a mushroom with stars twinkling on top.

Lao Haoqiang said: "Hey, isn't this Min Dongjun's magic weapon, the Star Sea Umbrella?"

"How come they came so quickly!" Qu Jitong said.

Before he finished speaking, the Star Sea Umbrella had already arrived above the Ghost Camp. Suddenly, the umbrella cover was folded, and it turned into dozens of streams of light that fell into the Ghost Camp.

Qu Jitong was shocked: "Fuck, Min Dongjun has no moral principles and wants to take the first place!"

After saying that, regardless of the Heavenly Master in front of them, he and Lao Haoqiang, together with their men, rushed towards the ghost camp in the distance.

It was too late for Zhang Xikun to dissuade him, he could only shake his head and sigh.

Zhang Daoyuan laughed and said, "It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. As a heavenly master, you should use your energy to save those who need to be saved."