Chapter 554 Enter
Yang Liqian looked at the iron tower man with a surprised look on his face.
He had been in Yuqinghai for several years. Although he had not found any traces of Chen Yuan and Qingliu, he had a deep understanding of the Yuqinghai cultivation world.
Ao Fang was a ninth-level demon king of the Red Dragon Clan. He was extremely powerful and had the souls of more than one Nascent Soul cultivator in his hands. He was extremely fierce and famous throughout the Yuqinghai.
Although Yang Liqian looked down on the demon clan, the dragon clan had a strong bloodline and was a well-known branch of the true dragon. Ao Fang was a ninth-level demon king and was much more powerful than him, so he could not help but restrain his arrogance.
However, he was an elder of the Haoran Sect after all. Even if he no longer looked down on Ao Fang, he would not weaken his momentum. He bowed and said lightly: "I am Yang Liqian, a cultivator of the Haoran Sect."
Elder Gu just glanced at Ao Fang expressionlessly without saying anything, and his contempt was clearly revealed.
Ao Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on his red face. He raised his hand to return the greeting: "So it's Fellow Daoist Yang. You two are not studying Confucian and Taoist classics in Haoran Sect, but have come to visit Wan Yao Sea from afar. The Demon Court didn't get any news at all, and failed to welcome you. It's really against the way of hospitality."
Yang Liqian saw that he was hinting at sarcasm, so he stopped being polite and smiled: "As far as I know, since the last Demon King passed away, the Demon Court of Wan Yao Sea has long been in name only. The three major royal families are doing their own things. Fellow Daoist Ao doesn't seem to be able to represent the Demon Court."
Ao Fang's face sank. The Demon Court was established by the Jiaolong clan to lead the demon clan after they moved to Wan Yao Sea. The first Demon King was from the Jiaolong clan, a blue Jiao in the God Transformation Stage.
It was also because of this Demon King's insistence that the Jiaolong clan and the Golden Feathered Eagle clan left the Jiuxian Continent together, avoiding destruction.
When the Demon Court was first established, the Ten Thousand Demon Seas all respected the blue dragon as their master. The dragon clan was superior to all other clans, even the Kunyu clan and the Golden-feathered Eagle clan had to be inferior to it.
But with the death of the blue dragon, the new demon king of the dragon clan was only a level 10 demon king, with the same cultivation level and strength as the patriarchs of the Kunyu clan and the Golden-feathered Eagle clan, and could not convince the public. The Demon Court soon fell apart and has existed in name only to this day.
Only when the three major royal families issued an edict would they borrow the name of the Demon Court.
But even the Qi-refining cultivators of Yuqing Sea knew that only the signatures of the three major royal families on the edict would have deterrent power. As for the ancient demon script seal in front of it, which was difficult to distinguish, it had no effect.
The disintegration of the Demon Court has always been a sore spot for the dragon clan, and they have always wanted to restore the dignity of the Demon Court. Yang Liqian mercilessly revealed it, and Ao Fang was inevitably angry.
He looked at Yang Liqian deeply: "How is the Demon Court? Don't worry about it, but I want to remind you that the Absolute Spirit Island is very dangerous. You must be careful and don't die here." Yang Liqian said lightly: "Thank you for your reminder, Ao. With Yuntian, I am safe." "I heard that the demons were originally unable to enter the Absolute Spirit Island. You are an uninvited guest, but don't break the taboo and die under the thunder." Ao Fang snorted coldly. Seeing that he couldn't get the upper hand in words, he retracted his gaze, closed his eyes and meditated, and said no more. Yang Liqian smiled slightly, came to an open space, and sat cross-legged. Those Jindan cultivators and monsters that had not yet transformed were all silent when they saw a ninth-level demon king and a Yuanying cultivator bickering. But the eyes that quietly cast over here still revealed their irrepressible curiosity. This kind of scene is rare in a century, and can only be seen when the Absolute Spirit Island is opened. It is rare for a Haoran Sect cultivator to enter Jueling Island.
However, several cultivators and monsters had entered Jueling Island a hundred years ago. I remember that there was also a Nascent Soul cultivator from Haoran Sect who came here at that time.
The square became quiet, and cultivators and monsters entered the square one after another, but they did not dare to speak in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator and the transformed demon king. They quietly found an open space, sat cross-legged, and waited for the trial to begin.
Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed, attracting everyone's attention.
The people who entered Jueling Island had different cultivation levels, and the white light was different. This white light was so bright that there must be a Nascent Soul cultivator inside.
The white light disappeared, revealing an old man with yellow hair, a high nose and deep eyes, and a face that looked like it was carved with an axe and a knife. It was very tough and looked quite weird.
He looked around and stopped at Patriarch Yuntian. A trace of surprise flashed across his face, and he clasped his fists and bowed: "I heard that the last time Jueling Island was opened, the Fulong Chizhen vine was obtained by Daoist Fellow Yuntian. Congratulations to Daoist Fellow for extending his life by 200 years and having a long journey of Taoism."
Patriarch Yuntian raised his hand in return and smiled slightly: "Daoist Fellow Zong is too polite. I was lucky to get it. I also want to thank your disciple for showing mercy and not detaining the fleet of our sect passing through the Luoshui Sea."
"Haha, it's just a small matter, not worth mentioning..."
The two exchanged greetings After a few words, the yellow-haired old man looked at Elder Gu and Yang Liqian, and asked with a smile: "Who are these two Taoist friends..."
The old man Yuntian smiled and said: "This is Taoist friend Gu Shaowen and Taoist friend Yang Liqian from Haoran Sect, who came to Jueling Island to find a spiritual object."
The yellow-haired old man's eyes flashed, and the smile on his face became more intense, and even became a little humble: "I am Lu Fang from the Zhengqi League Sect, and the two Taoist friends are polite."
"Yang is polite." Yang Liqian raised his hand to return the greeting, but the action was a little casual, and his words were perfunctory.
"Fellow Taoist." Elder Gu bowed and said nothing.
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The Righteous Alliance was only established in the past thousand years. Apart from the founder of the alliance, Han Xing Zhenren, no great cultivators have appeared.
Moreover, the Righteous Alliance has accepted many independent cultivators, and it is a mixed bag. It is loose and has a bad reputation.
It has been able to continue to this day, thanks to the dispute between Zhenhai Sect and Tianji Sect. It has been able to get along with both sides. In the eyes of the ten major sects, it is just a slightly larger medium-sized sect.
If it weren't for the fact that Haoran Sect and the Righteous Alliance had some transactions, and there was also the old ancestor Yuntian, the two would not even want to pay attention.
The yellow-haired old man was completely unaware of this and was very enthusiastic. He greeted the two for a long time before coming to sit aside.
At this moment, Elder Gu's eyes flashed, and he secretly sent a message to Patriarch Yuntian: "Fellow Daoist Yuntian, what is the origin of this fellow Daoist?"
Patriarch Yuntian was a little confused, but still replied: "This person is not a cultivator from Yuqinghai, but from Lizhou. He joined the Righteous Alliance three hundred years ago and served as a guest elder. At that time, he only had the cultivation level of the middle stage of Jindan."
"One hundred and thirty years ago, he successfully formed a natal infant, was smooth in dealing with things, had a wide network of people, and had some friendship with me."
Elder Gu nodded thoughtfully, closed his eyes slightly, and stopped talking. The square became quiet again.
A few hours later, some cultivators and monsters entered the square one after another, but no more Nascent Soul cultivators appeared.
Suddenly, two dazzling white lights flashed, attracting everyone's attention, and Yang Liqian also looked over.
After a while, the white light disappeared, and two figures appeared on the square.
Yang Liqian's eyes turned cold. Elder Gu beside him slowly stood up, clasped his fists and bowed to the gray-clothed old man among the two, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qingliu, how are you?" (End of this chapter)