Chapter 1180

Chu Xuan was about to return to the cave to continue his retreat.

But he saw a passage in the mist.

Chu Yunque took the Sky-covering Dragon Bird back to Lingyun Valley.

Her eyes lit up, "Master, you are out of retreat!"

Chu Xuan smiled and nodded, "Looking at your realm, it seems that you have improved again."

Chu Yunque nodded immediately, "I have prepared a lot of great spiritual objects, ready to impact the refining void!"

Chu Xuan was thoughtful.

He actually didn't want Chu Yunque to impact the refining void.

Impacting a higher realm is the vision of many cultivators.

It is also the cause of death for many cultivators.

One careless mistake is likely to end in death.

Chu Yunque's aptitude is the limit of reaching the perfection of the out-of-body state.

To go further is tantamount to fighting for life with the sky, which is extremely difficult.

However, seeing that she was so looking forward to it, Chu Xuan didn't say much, nodded and said, "This is also a good thing. If you impact the refining void during my retreat, if you have any problems, you can go to find Liuyun Tianjun."

Chu Yunque nodded obediently.

Whatever the master said was what it was, and she would never question it.

After all, her life was saved by the master.

She seemed to remember something, and suddenly said, "By the way, master, when I went out to perform the mission this time, I saw a giant spirit coming to the Nijie City."

"Many cultivators are also rumored that something big is going to happen to the giant spirit, so they came to the Tiandao Immortal Alliance for help."

Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows.

The giant spirit came to the Tiandao Immortal Alliance for help?

This is a rare thing.

The giant spirits have always been xenophobic and quite arrogant.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, they will never lower their status to ask for help from outsiders.

He was a little curious, what big things could the giant spirits not solve?

"I know."

He nodded slightly.

After a little thought, he did not enter the cave to continue to condense the second Dharma image, but went to the pond to fish.

By the way, he also let the white jade turtle out to bask in the sun.

This turtle brother has no other hobbies.

He just likes eating big snakehead meat and basking in the sun.

…

A few days later.

Chu Xuan hadn’t received the first-hand information from the Immortal Alliance Order.

But someone had already taken the initiative to visit him.

The visitor was Master Yuanfeng from the Wuxiang Dragon Temple.

He and Chu Xuan were close friends regardless of age.

“Master Yuanfeng, how come you have time to come to my place?” Chu Xuan smiled and bowed.

Master Yuanfeng chanted a Buddhist name, and then said, "This old monk came here for an important matter."

"Did you just come out of retreat, fellow Daoist Xuan? Do you know the big things that happened to the giant spirits?"

Chu Xuan shook his head, "I heard a little bit, but not in detail."

Yuanfeng nodded, "Then this old monk will tell you in detail."

Chu Xuan, "I would like to hear the details."

Yuanfeng said seriously, "There have been a total of four Tianzun in the giant spirits. The last Tianzun was given the title of 'Eight Arms' because he was born with supernatural powers. Ordinary giant spirits only have four arms, but he has eight."

"At the end of the war, the ancient emperor had become the leader of all races, and the Eight Arms Zun was also a supporter of the ancient emperor."

"In order to reduce the pressure on the eternal battlefield, the Eight Arms Zun used himself as bait to lure the wind-proof ancestor to Zhifeng Mountain."

"In the end, he died together with the wind-proof ancestor."

Chu Xuan opened his eyes slightly.

This is the experience?

He did not get these things from ancient books.

As if seeing his doubts, Yuan Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Because this incident is not a glorious thing for the Giant Spirit Clan."

"After the death of Eight-Armed Venerable, the Giant Spirit Clan suffered a crazy counterattack from the Wind-Bearing Clan, and suffered heavy casualties."

"Many Giant Spirit Clan members believed that Eight-Armed Venerable sacrificed himself for the benefit of the human race, but ignored the safety of the Giant Spirit Clan."

"Later, they seemed to have found out that Eight-Armed Venerable gave many rare spiritual objects of the Giant Spirit Clan to the Heavenly Dao Immortal Alliance, which were even spiritual objects that many Giant Spirit Clan members could not use themselves."

"Under the influence of so many factors, many Giant Spirit Clan members resented Eight-Armed Venerable."

"Under the strong request of the Giant Spirit Clan, our Immortal Alliance did not record that incident."

Chu Xuan suddenly realized.

That's the case.

This is understandable.

From the perspective of the Giant Spirit Clan, Eight-Armed Venerable is like an elbow turned outward.

No wonder the Giant Spirit Clan is particularly arrogant when facing human cultivators.

This may be an extreme reaction caused by excessive inferiority complex.

"The big event of the Giant Spirit Clan, could it be..." Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows.

Yuan Feng nodded, "That's right."

"The remains of the Eight-Armed Lord in Zhifeng Mountain show signs of revival. Although the old monk doesn't believe it, the Giant Spirit Clan can hear the roar of the Eight-Armed Lord every once in a while."

"We can also feel the strong breath of life in Zhifeng Mountain."

"Correspondingly, the Wind-Proofing Ancestor has also shown signs of revival."

"The Fallen Cult has already known about this, and they will definitely get involved."

Yuan Feng sighed lightly, "But you should also know the situation within the Giant Spirit Clan, right?"

Chu Xuan nodded.

He knew this.

The Giant Spirit Clan had already split into two factions.

One faction is close to the Immortal Alliance, named the Red Clan.

The other faction is close to the Fallen Clan, named the White Clan.

The former is a minority, but they are all high-level, with strong blood and high realm.

The latter is the majority, almost all of them are middle and low-level clansmen.

The names of the Red Clan and the White Clan also come from the color of their blood on their skin.

Yuan Feng continued, "If you want to successfully revive the Eight-Armed Venerable, you must be a Hedao cultivator, but your strength cannot be too weak."

"The Sword Venerable went to investigate and found that the power there was extremely chaotic. If the Heavenly Venerable entered, it might cause the Zhifeng Mountain to collapse."

"It is best to send five cultivators between the middle and perfect stages of Hedao."

"That's the problem."

Chu Xuan frowned, "Can't the Red Sect provide enough manpower?"

"Aren't they always in the upper hand?"

Yuan Feng shook his head, "The balance between the Red Sect and the White Sect has long changed."

"The Red Sect of the Giant Spirit Clan now has only two cultivators in the middle stage of Hedao, one of whom has a broken leg, and their strength has been halved. The resources of my Immortal Alliance... are not enough for me to use, so naturally I can't support others."

"The White Sect of the Giant Spirit Clan has become stronger and stronger over the years because of the support of the Fallen Sect, and has long surpassed the Red Sect."

Chu Xuan seemed to be thinking, "You want me to go?"

Yuan Feng nodded, "Your achievements have long been spread, and the Heavenly Sovereign of the Red Sect of the Giant Spirit Clan specifically asked you to go."

Chu Xuan shook his head directly, "No."

Why bother going.

If he goes, he will definitely be targeted by the Fallen Sect again.

Who knows if the Xutian Fallen Sect has any tricks up its sleeve.

And who knows if this will be another trap.

Yuan Feng nodded, "Okay! I think so too. Fellow Daoist Xuan doesn't need to go."

He lowered his voice and said, "Ahem, it's mainly because the Tianjun of the Giant Spirit Clan has a history with me, so I have to come here to lobby."

"Now that I have received your reply, I can tell you frankly."

After saying that, he smiled slightly and turned away.

Chu Xuan also laughed dumbly.

He immediately understood Yuan Feng's thoughts.

But.

Yuan Feng had just walked out of the fog.

The fog suddenly surged again, and someone wanted to come in again.

He scanned with his spiritual sense and found that there was already a little giant standing outside, waiting desperately.

This person shouted, "Lord Xuantian! I am Jutai, the captain of the giant spirit tribe. I beg to see you!"

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