Nun Jingyi of the Compassionate Boathouse and the Taoist priest of the Kunlun Spirit Mountain arrived early in the morning. Su Yingting was naturally waiting at the mountain gate early to welcome her master. Han Xu couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he naturally followed Su Yingting to take a look. However, Li Lili was sleeping soundly on the bed, and she didn't want to go with Han Xu and the others.
Nun Jingyi was the second incharge of Kind Boathouse, and the Sect Master Nun Jinghui might be busy with the affairs of the sect, so she didn't show up. Jingyi Nun was a kind nun, her face always filled with a gentle expression, making people feel warm from the bottom of their hearts. Han Xu had already met the Taoist priest during the Tianqiong Imperial Cuisine Competition. He still had a vigorous look on his face, and his elegance did not diminish. The Daoist priest had always been busy negotiating with the various sects. Naturally, the Kunlun Spirit Mountain would let him appear this time. Behind him was a little sword boy. The huge sword on his back was a few inches taller than his height. It was really funny.
The Honorable Renwu naturally went forward to welcome the two distinguished guests. Perhaps because the three of them had a good relationship, they chatted so much that even Mister Qian Shan of the Vanishing Stone Valley, who had just arrived, was neglected.
"Yo, I say, old man Renwu, you were so busy chatting with the two of them that you forgot about an unremarkable scholar like me.”
The Honorable Renwu quickly turned around and apologized. The two of them smiled at each other and began to chat again.
Mister Qian Shan was a middle-aged man with a scholarly appearance. His long beard was slightly curled up in a unique way. His eyes revealed a faint spirit, and his movements were gentle and refined. Behind him was an equally refined young man dressed in green. He looked to be in his early twenties, and his white silk hair crown was particularly dazzling. When the young man saw Han Xu and Su Yingting, he also greeted them respectfully, which made Han Xu feel very close. The two of them quickly started chatting.
From the young man, Han Xu learned that his name was Ma Xin, the proud disciple of Mister Qian Shan. He was already in the Profound Gold Core Realm at a young age. The Vanishing Stone Valley was also a famous sect in the pugilistic world. The disciples in the sect seemed to be weak scholars, but under their weak appearance, they had extraordinary cultivation.
Just as the two of them were chatting happily, a Shushan disciple reported,"Venerable One, the Second Chief of the Banyin Dance Arena, Wu Zhao, and Zen Master Fo Xin of the Ancient Silence Temple have arrived!”
Han Xu turned around and saw a familiar figure following behind a beautiful woman.
"Sister Miaomiao, you're here too!" Han Xu ran to Sha Miaomiao's side excitedly.
"Eh, Xiao Xu, why are you at Shu Dao Sacred Mountain? Where are mother and Little Stone?"
Sha Miaomiao was also surprised to see Han Xu, and she hurriedly pulled him around and asked him all sorts of questions.
"Sister, don't worry. Mother is fine. She and Brother Stone are at home. This time, my mother asked me to come out to gain experience. Hehe, I'm now the eldest disciple of the Green Shadow Gorge Stream Chef's School!”
"Miaomiao, is this your younger brother Xiao Xu?”
The beautiful woman beside Sha Miaomiao saw Han Xu and asked eagerly. Han Xu focused his eyes and saw that Sect Leader Wu Zhao was a beautiful woman. The passage of time did not leave any trace on her face. Her willow-shaped curved eyebrows were accompanied by her round phoenix eyes. She wore light makeup but did not lose its flamboyance. A ribbon embroidered with hundreds of flowers draped over her shoulders, like a clear spring and flying flowers, it was pleasing to the eye.
"Greetings, Sect Leader Wu Zhao!" Han Xu bowed to her respectfully.
"Yes, good child. I'm an old friend of your mother's. Don't call me Sect Master like they do. Just call me Auntie Wu Zhao like Miao Miao!”
"Yes, Auntie Wu Zhao!" Han Xu called out happily. He did not expect his mother to be sisters with the sect master of the Sanskrit Dance Stage. It seemed that his mother's friendship in the martial arts world was really complicated.
After exchanging some pleasantries with Wu Zhao, Han Xu's gaze fell on a quiet old Zen master beside her. He was wearing a golden silk kasaya and holding an eight-eared staff. He looked like a living Buddha. Behind him was a burly middle-aged monk. He stood behind the Zen Master with his hands clasped together. His curly beard fluttered in the wind from time to time.
When Mister Qian Shan saw them, he looked at the mountain gate and complained impatiently,""Why haven't the couple from Mount Qi's Raindrop Tower and the bad-tempered Diancang Manor arrived yet? Seriously, he made everyone wait like this.”
"Mister, don't blame me. Isn't your temper always like this? "However, the couple from Mount Qi's Rain-Listening Building have always been very punctual. Why are they…" The Daoist stroked his beard and pondered.
"Well, since it's still early, let's go to the True Martial Palace to rest!”Honorable Benevolent Martial changed the topic and asked his disciple to lead everyone to True Martial Palace.
Before they reached the entrance of the hall, a rough and impatient voice reached everyone's ears. The Honorable Benevolent Martial's expression changed slightly, but he instantly regained his composure and said softly,"It seems that someone has already arrived before us.”
As soon as they entered, everyone saw that familiar face and heard that familiar noise.
"What? You think I'm long-winded? Aren't you still walking behind me?”
Han Xu took a look and saw that the person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a fierce build. The scar on his face was particularly eye-catching, and his yellow cloth clothes made it seem dusty and heavy, giving people a sense of vicissitudes.
Everyone fell silent when they saw him, and Mister Qian Shan stared at him with an ugly expression. Seeing this situation, a fair-skinned young man behind the man opened his mouth to break the deadlock.
"Greetings, sect leaders! You know my master's temper, so I hope you can forgive me!”
"Hey, what are you talking about? You little brat, why didn't you help your master, but instead helped these old men!”The man cursed angrily.
"Alright, alright, everyone, stop talking. You were obviously the one who came late. Seeing that we were talking about you, you refused to admit defeat, so you used your unique 'One-Word Footwork' to rush in front of us. Since he was already here, forget it. Don't cause any more trouble!”
Seeing that the Taoist priest had seen through his plan, the man had no choice but to give up.
"By the way, only the couple is left now. Why aren't they here yet? Did something happen?”Mister Qian Shan started to worry.
"Oh, I'm sorry to have made everyone wait!”
Just as everyone was discussing, a man and a woman walked in, travel-worn. Both of them were in their thirties. The man had a handsome face, and his stubble accentuated his manliness. The woman was dressed in a deerskin cloth, and her makeup was appropriate, making her look delicate but elegant.
"Did the two of you have a safe journey? Why did you come so late this time?”Honored Warrior Benevolent Martial asked with concern.
"The two of us encountered some unexpected things on the way, but it has been resolved, so we were delayed.”
"Tower Lord Duan, why didn't you bring your favorite disciple? The Emperor's letter this time didn't ask us to bring our favorite disciple here so that everyone can get to know each other better so that it'll be easier for us to do things in the future.”The Honorable Renwu asked.
"Oh, we originally brought them along this time, but we asked them to take care of what happened on the way, so I'm afraid we can't introduce them to you this time.”the man said apologetically.
"Alright, since everyone is here, let's start discussing how to deal with the Demon Dwellers.”
After hearing Honorable Ren Wu's suggestion, everyone nodded and the meeting officially began.
The first person to speak was the Taoist priest of Kunlun Spirit Mountain.
"Since the emperor has ordered us eight sects to unite against a common enemy, we should have no scruples and fight back with all our might.”
"However, the Demon Dwellers 'sneak attack this time is not just to dampen our spirit. Looking at their strength, I'm afraid they are no longer the same as before.”Honored Warrior Benevolence reminded him meaningfully.
"I say, old man, are you scared of the Demon Dwellers? Your Shu Dao Sacred Mountain is the first line of defense of our righteous sects. You should be the first to bear the brunt. If you don't dare, then let me make the Azure Mansion big.”The one who spoke was the man with a bad temper. He was the sect master of Dian Cang Mansion, Zhang Cheng. It seemed that he was still holding a grudge about what had happened just now. Now, he was also blowing his beard and glaring at him.
" I say, Old Zhang, you know what happened a few days ago. The Venerable One just lost a beloved disciple, and you still don't have the virtue to speak up…" The young woman who arrived the latest scolded. She was the female Sect Leader of Mount Perched Rain Pavilion, Liu Yanfeng. She and her husband, Duan Yun Long, were legendary stories in the martial world. The Rain-listening Pavilion in Mount Qi was a faction in the northern part of Mount Qi. It was not far from Mister Qian Shan's Absolute Stone Valley, so the two factions had a good relationship. The difference between Mount Perching Rain House and the other sects was that the disciples of the sect usually practiced dual cultivation. Even if they were not lovers, they were siblings. This was because only then could their sect's dual sword technique reach perfection and be flawless. Just like Duan Yunlong and his wife, although their cultivation was only in the Profound Gold Core Realm, as long as they combined their swords, even Honored Warrior Renwu might not be able to win.
Seeing that Liu Yanfeng had spoken, Zhang Cheng didn't want to provoke her, so he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
After Liu Yanfeng mentioned it, Zen Master Fo Xin also asked with concern,""Venerable One, we all feel sorry for you for losing your beloved disciple. However, everyone has their own fate. Venerable One, you don't have to force it. By the way, shouldn't the Venerable One have two beloved disciples? Why didn't Young Master Huangfu of the Flying Sword Sect show up today?”
"Thank you for your concern, Zen Master. Huang 'er is still guarding the Five Elements Demon Sealing Array on White Spirit Mountain, so it's not convenient for him to come. Moreover, the newly selected spiritual practitioner of my Five Elements Sect is still in seclusion. He should be coming out of seclusion at noon today. I'll introduce him to you then.”
"Mm." When the Taoist priest heard about the White Spirit Mountain, he said with a worried expression,"Not only the White Spirit Mountain, but the enchantment of the Hundred Beasts Valley that we have been suppressing has also been destroyed by the demon dwellers. The fierce beasts have wreaked havoc in the human world, causing chaos on Mount Kunlun.”
"Eh, strange! The Primal Graveyard that we were guarding didn't have any movements, and the Demon Dwellers were just causing trouble. The moment we attacked, the Demon Dwellers retreated!”The middle-aged monk from the Ancient Solitary Temple said in puzzlement.
"The spiritual monsters in the Primal Graveyard are extraordinary. I think the Demon Dwellers don't dare to make a deal with them easily, so there's no movement.”Honored Warrior Benevolence speculated.
"This time, the emperor has gathered us together for the first time because he wants us to come up with a plan to turn the situation around. What do you think we should do?”Duan Yunlong of Mount Qi's Tingyu Building pulled everyone back to the main topic.
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