Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

The land of Dongzhou is rich in products. The south is dominated by hills and low mountains. Although the terrain in the north is high, there are large plains. The climate is supposed to be very suitable for living, but the mountains are too low to block the East China Sea. There are countless hurricanes in summer and autumn, there are often floods and heavy rains in summer and autumn, and the food production is not high, so the common people mostly supplement their livelihoods with fishing and hunting. The population is small, and the practice sects will naturally not prosper—no matter how monks look down on mortals, mortals are the foundation of the practice world .

Of the two big rivers in Central Continent, one of them flows into the sea through Dongzhou, and the fertile plain washed out along the river is the largest gathering place for mortals here. [-]% of the seven sects of Dongzhou are located along the river.

And today, the heads of these sects rarely gathered together in the main hall of the largest Dongzhou sect to discuss the sudden change in the seaside town today.

"What did you think of?" A pale young man in armor asked coldly beside the seven people. He had a thin conch stuck in his hair, thin blue and white scales on the back of his neck and hands, and his ear fins were protruding. Between them, like a blue crystal bone fan, shone with crystal light, showing his identity of the Sea Clan.

The seven monks, both young and old, looked at each other full of Taoist rhyme. After a long time, an elderly monk with white hair stroked his beard and thought hard: "Mr. Apart from a few legends about Daxuan, there is really not much information."

"That's it. I've sent people back to look through the ancient books. If there's any news, I'll let you know immediately."

"We have sent our men to search for it. Even if we dig through Netherworld, we will definitely find news about the palace."

"My monks are already looking for..."

"..."

All the sect leaders expressed that they would definitely help, but they really don't know very well. , It has been changed and changed a long time ago, so it can't be regarded as any news.

It was early morning today, and I suddenly received news that a palace was born under Zunhuang City, and swept away the monks and commoners who were trading in the city, and even took away a group of Kunlai monks who had just come to Central Continent for training. Such a big event, they How can I dare to hide my thoughts.

If the monks from the three major sects fell into it, they would naturally applaud, but the monks of Kunlai are absolutely different. For hundreds of years, Kunlai's sea expeditions have bartered things, making those squeezed by the three major sects miserable Yan's Dongzhou managed to recover from the difficult situation, and he was definitely very kind to them.

Leaving aside, let’s just say that the monsters that have been raging in the East China Sea all year round often come with the hurricane to attack the East Continent, but after the sea expedition ship passed by, they have rarely come up—I heard that among them, most of them are high-cultivation. I went to Haijing to settle down, and as for some small monsters, it is much easier for them to deal with it by themselves.

In addition, those cheap and urgently needed elixirs and magic tools solved their urgent needs. The monks all pay attention to karma and kindness. Now that they are in trouble, if they don't try their best to help them, it will be too unreasonable.

At this moment, a young monk with an arrogance between his brows walked quickly, came across an ancient jade book, and said to the leader Baimei: "Master, I found some records, which may be useful, you see. "

The head of Baimei immediately picked up the ancient book and handed it to the Kunlai Sea Clan, which made the young monk very displeased.

The Kun-Lai envoy of the Sea Clan immediately flipped through the pages, but frowned.

[... Daxuan founded the country, fought against Kunlai for a hundred years, and the Kunlai people's lifespan is about to perish, offering sacrifices to heaven, hiding the Taoist palace into the void...The emperor's anger, the battle of Lingshan, destroying the remnants of Kunlai, respecting the emperor and building a mausoleum, To be buried...]

... Even knowing that this Kunlai is definitely not Xizhou Kunlai, this sea tribe still wants to scold his mother, that ancient Kunlai didn't want to give you things, so he moved the Taoist Palace away, why are you so stubborn? Do you know what goodness is if you insist on burying people and leaving a few people to die?

[...Afterwards, he hunted and killed the descendants, found the entrance, and rebuilt the Dao Palace. Its momentum was at its peak, and it swept Dongzhou... Our faction was defeated, and we traveled far to the East China Sea. , Wait until the world changes, and then return to my palace. If you see the son of Kunlai, respect him and help him, in order to repay the kindness of protecting him back then. ]

This Kunlai sea fish is a bit of a pity for a while. The author of this book should be an ordinary sect in Dongzhou back then. He fled overseas when Daxuan was sweeping the Taoist sect, and he didn’t know much about it. Let Daxuan find it, not only found it, but also converted it into their stuff, but Gu Kunlai at that time should be more conscientious, otherwise the author would not say that he met Kunlai disciples, so I will help you .

"Back then, Gu Kunlai was the head of the four great sects, and their Dao Palace formation must have been rebuilt," the white-browed sect master who was watching from the side stroked his beard, "I'm afraid we can't help much with this matter. I'm busy, I'm afraid I have to..."

Kunlai Haiyu nodded: "Thank you for your help, I will go back to sea first, if there is any situation, please let me know."

All the heads nodded in agreement, and many of them tried to keep customers, but he firmly refused.

After the Hai Clan left, the young disciple who delivered the books said to Master displeasedly: "It's just a Nascent Soul cultivator, Master, why should you humble him."

The head said: "Stupid boy, Kunlai's momentum is so huge that others can't even find a chance to win him over... Forget it, hurry up and send more people, keep looking!"

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"Boss Jiao Hai, how's it going?" The monks of the Sea Clan returned to the boat with a solemn face, and the monks on the boat gathered around and asked.

"I have some news. It should be Daxuan's ancient imperial tomb that swept away the elders and the others. How is the helper you found?" Jiao Hai asked.

"No way, the yellow light eats living things, whether it's fish or shrimp, and it disappears once it enters." A beautiful female mermaid demonstrated as she spoke, picked up a conch and blew it hard, and soon, Huge red crabs climbed up the sea cliffs from the rocks in the sea, and walked into the golden light one by one.

When they walked in, the figure faded away, and soon disappeared.

"Moreover, the range of the light is shrinking, getting smaller and smaller," a monk next to him added, "We can't find a way for now, the golden light has stretched out its hand many times, and it was stabbed back by the cursed blood array. It’s still huge, and it consumed half of the spirit crystal reserves on our ship.”

This consumes a lot. The core of Haizheng Ship is energy saving. It was designed and produced by Taiyi Peak's peerless talent Yang Juyin. I heard that there is also the Lord of Kunlai to give pointers. Thousands of formations have been integrated and overlapped. Formation, when encountering an enemy, it can automatically recognize the most restrained enemy's formation, which consumes half of it, which shows how powerful this golden light is.

"Shrinking?" Jiao Hai looked at it, and found that the golden light was gradually shrinking, and now it just barely covered the small town. Most of the underground palace had disappeared, and the part outside the light was completely gone, as if it had been taken away. The knife cuts the same.

And in his gaze, the golden light seemed to feel something, shrinking faster, Jiao Hai calculated, at most ten breaths, the light will disappear completely, and it will not reappear after an unknown period of time.

This is not acceptable, if they all disappeared, where would the Kunlai disciples who were swept away come from?

The long tail under Jiao Hai's skirt suddenly stretched out, stretched like a snake and swung left and right, knocking down the other monks on the boat one after another, and falling into the sea like dumplings.

When everyone was in a daze, they saw the damned captain blowing the conch, the ship suddenly floated up, and the bow of the ship fell heavily into the golden light.

The golden light touched the bow of the ship and made a sizzling sound like blood, but it seemed to be stuck and did not shrink anymore.

Jiao Hai was at the bow of the boat, and with the help of the blood talisman array to resist, he finally saw the situation clearly.

At the end of the line of sight, the golden light seemed to turn into an avenue, connecting to another quiet and vast world. Among them was an incomparably magnificent palace, quietly placed there, simple and majestic, as if it had never changed since ancient times.

And this avenue of golden light spans countless stars and leads to the main entrance of the hall.

Jiao Hai looked at the needle snail, and the color on it began to dim, which meant that the spirit stones on the ship were being consumed rapidly, but according to the speed, it could last for about an hour.

Then just wait, a little Lingshi is nothing.

The monks who were sent flying around were very angry. After scolding him outside the formation, they began to prepare to respond. There are still more than a dozen ships on their side. Kunlai’s support has always been very fast. They must not let Elder Narcissus and the others fail to come back. ?

But their worries were unnecessary, because after about an hour, there was another person beside Jiao Hai, with black clothes and white hair, like a heavenly being.

Jiao Hai immediately leaned over and knelt down, explaining today's emergency, the news he found and what he did in a few words.

Ji Yunlai nodded slightly, and praised: "You did a good job."

The shark immediately blushed, his ear fins fluttered slightly, and even the scales on his neck turned red: "Yes, this is what a disciple should do..."

Ji Yunlai walked up to him and patted his right shoulder: "Get up."

The merman's tail swung up and down, and he nodded vigorously.

Ji Yunlai stretched out his finger, tapped and swiped lightly in the void.

The golden light trembled for a moment, and the originally unstable light immediately became firm, but instead of attacking the formation on the ship, it began to slowly merge with the formation on the ship. The young shark was stunned and adored.

Oh my god, in just such a moment, this magic circle is already under the control of the head!

Ji Yunlai looked calmly, and walked into the golden light.

Almost in the next second, it was already in front of the main hall, and the plaque in the main hall was the word Daxuan.

He frowned slightly, flicked his long sleeves, and the black paint on the plaque faded away, revealing the original word "Kunlai" underneath.

The door opened and he walked in.

After entering, the door was about to be closed, but Ji Yun just waved his hand without looking back.

The gate disappears into the void.

His figure also slowly disappeared at the end of the passage.

After a few breaths, an extremely handsome young man walked out of the empty golden light. He was wearing a golden dragon robe with a black background, but his figure was illusory and transparent. Looking at the empty corridor, he said with a smile: " This is the person you say you can't mess with?"

Luo Qingxiao smiled ironically: "You will regret it if you catch them."

"Really?" The young man smiled cheerfully, "It's a bit of a virtue, so I'll wait."