The Cloudbillow Sect was located on top of the Crimson Cloud Mountain.
The sect had a Nascent Soul Grandmaster and thousands of disciples.
The area within a radius of several thousand li was under the jurisdiction of the Billowing Cloud Sect.
The nearby cities and villages would pay a certain amount of offerings every year to seek protection.
On this day, the disciple guarding the mountain received a communication jade slip. After hurriedly scanning it, his expression changed drastically and he hurriedly fled in the direction of the main peak.
"Not good, something big has happened…"
After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, in the main hall.
A middle-aged man in a Daoist robe sat on the high platform. His aura was like a dragon or a tiger, and his eyes occasionally shone.
This person was the current Sect Master of the Billowing Cloud Sect, Wei Changchun.
On the sides, there were men and women. There were rough men and beautiful women. Each of them had a strong spiritual energy fluctuation emitted from their divine spears.
They were all elders of the Billowing Cloud Sect and held high positions. They had been summoned by the Sect Leader.
"Senior Brother, why did you call us here in such a hurry?”A rough-looking man with a beard asked.
"Yunping, tell me what happened."
Wei Changchun looked at the disciple standing in the middle.
"Yes, sir!" Gu Yunping, the disciple guarding the mountain, bowed before slowly saying," I received a message that all the villages within a radius of several kilometers have been massacred by demons.”
"The number of people in the village has decreased by eighty to ninety percent.”
"Baiyan City, which is a thousand miles away from here, had its defensive array broken just now. The demons entered the city and looted wantonly.”
"By the time the experts from the Imperial Court arrived, those demons had already disappeared.”
"Therefore, the Imperial Court has sent a message, hoping that our sect can take action and destroy that group of demons together to return peace to the people.
"What?!"
"These demons are so bold to actually behave atrociously in my sect's territory!”
"How preposterous!"
All the elders present were shocked and furious when they heard this.
The surrounding thousands of miles were all protected by the sect.
Now that the villages were being massacred, if they didn't get rid of that demon, who would be willing to worship them in the future?
"Senior brother, I'm willing to bring people with me. I'll definitely bring peace to this place!”
A middle-aged man dressed like a scholar stood out and said.
"Senior brother, I'm willing to go too."
"And me…"
A few more people stepped forward.
" Alright…" Wei Changchun nodded. Just as he was about to say something, a voice transmission suddenly sounded. His face could not help but be filled with joy.
"The people from the Imperial Court have arrived. Everyone, quickly follow me to welcome them.”
"Yes." Everyone agreed in unison.
…
A few days later, on Yancang Mountain.
The mountain wind blew gently.
Ye QingChen splashed ink on the table, his brush moving like a dragon.
Behind him stood a group of disciples, Gilen. Even the three-tailed cat was lying at the corner of the table, looking at him with bright eyes.
To them, this was not as simple as reading words.
Instead, he wanted to experience the dao ripples between the iron brush and silver hook. Being able to watch Ye QingChen write at a close distance was an opportunity that could not be obtained even if one wished for it.
"Every stroke of Master has a different charm of the Great Dao. It's really unpredictable.”
"These words are very sharp. Just a glance at them and my understanding of sword techniques has improved again. As expected of Master!”
"This calligraphy contains an astonishing technique. Even if I only comprehend 10 - 20% of it, it's enough for me to dominate the world in the future.”
Everyone's eyes flashed as various thoughts ran through their minds.
A moment later, Ye QingChen stopped writing and exhaled.
Not bad. Although he didn't practice much, his calligraphy skills didn't fall behind. It was still so strong and powerful.
"Master's handwriting is beautiful.”
"Master's calligraphy is the best in the world."
"Master is too powerful."
…
However, just as he stopped writing, the group of disciples spoke one after another, sending a rainbow fart over.
This praise made Ye QingChen feel a little embarrassed.
Although my handwriting is indeed very good.
But can you not praise me so blatantly? Can't you be more reserved?
"Master, let me wipe your sweat.”
Before he could say anything, Zhou Mengyao walked up and wiped his forehead with a handkerchief.
Smelling the fragrance from the young lady, Ye QingChen didn't know what to say.
Hmm, it smelled pretty good.
"Master, I wonder if you can give this ink treasure to me?”
"Disciple hopes to observe from time to time.”
At this moment, Xiao Huohuo pleaded.
"Take it." Ye QingChen waved his hand nonchalantly.
With this, the others instantly exploded.
Why didn't we think of this?
He had already benefited a lot from watching it for a while. If he could watch it from time to time, wouldn't he be in the sky?
"Master, I want it too!"
"Master, I want it too!"
Everyone shouted.
Although Zhou Mengyao didn't say anything, she was still staring at Ye QingChen with a burning gaze.
"Alright, alright, alright. I'll give it all to you."
Ye QingChen felt helpless.
It was not good to have too many disciples. As his master, he did not want to favor one over the other, so he could only agree to them all.
Fortunately, it was just a few words, so it was not a big deal.
"Thank you, Master."
"Thank you, Master."
Everyone was overjoyed.
While the mountain was bustling with noise, a figure staggered up the mountain.
"Little Brother Ye, Little Brother Ye."
"I can only count on you now.”
"I beg you to help."
That figure was not anyone else. It was the lady boss of the teahouse.
At this moment, her face was abnormally pale. As soon as she went up the mountain, she cried and cried. Her eyes were also red.
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