Chapter 439: Where to Go (1)
The sky was filled with dark clouds and thunder was roaring.
Dozens of bronze warships that were thousands of feet long tore through the dark clouds and smashed the thunder. A rich aura of essence and blood rolled around them, and they transformed into countless roaring phantoms of mythical beasts, charging forward in a reckless manner.
Dozens of majestic old men wearing heavy armor and over ten feet tall, holding long spears and halberds, jumped off the warship with great momentum and landed heavily on the ground. Wherever they stepped, dozens of originally beautiful mountains were shattered, and were turned into huge pits with a diameter of hundreds of miles by the magic power they released recklessly.
Dense groups of heavily armored savages rushed out of the warships, roaring and making a mess of the original mountain gate of Wanhua Sect. They dug several miles underground to search the place, but found nothing.
These arrogant monks of the Barbarian King's Palace cursed to the sky, then jumped onto the giant ship and rushed towards several immortal dynasty vassals of the Wanhua Sect in the secular world in rage.
Some time ago, seven elders of the Barbarian King Palace with respected status and powerful strength, together with nearly 10,000 direct disciples with the purest bloodlines and the most important identities, were invited to the Wanhua Gate to participate in the unprecedented "Unobstructed Conference".
The disciples of the Barbarian King Hall were all full of vigor and vitality, and their blood and essence were extremely vigorous, so their needs in some aspects were much stronger. And the female disciples of the Wanhua Sect were all women among women, and each of them was the most beautiful among the beautiful. They were the women who were best at serving men in Yuan Lingtian.
Therefore, after receiving the invitation, the seven elders of the Barbarian King Palace happily brought nearly 10,000 direct disciples and tens of thousands of collateral disciples, and rushed to Wanhua Plain on their warships... One elder even boasted that he would kill all the people of Wanhua Sect and make them sweat profusely and their buttocks tremble!
Then, these seven elders, nearly ten thousand direct descendants, and tens of thousands of collateral descendants disappeared.
I won't talk about the side disciples of the Barbarian King's Palace. These side disciples are high-level fighters and are easy to train. But the seven elders of the Illuminating Void Realm and nearly ten thousand direct disciples are all darlings...
The loss was extremely heavy. Several old ancestors who had been in seclusion in the Barbarian King Palace for many years were alarmed. They were so angry that they beat the current palace master of the Barbarian King Palace in public until he vomited blood, and urged them to investigate the matter thoroughly.
The Barbarian King Palace immediately dispatched a large number of elite troops to Wanhua Plain... but they were experts in killing and setting fires, and the Barbarian King Palace's men simply lacked the innate skills to track them down.
Unable to find any clues, they could only go and cause trouble for the Immortal Dynasty, which was once a vassal of the Wanhua Sect.
We should make up as much of this loss as we can... If that doesn't work, plundering two or three immortal dynasties would be a good thing.
As soon as the group of barbarians from the Barbarian King's Palace left, a large group of disciples from the Xuanji Sect came breaking through the air riding on white cranes.
The Xuanji Sect entered the Dao through formations. More than 100,000 elite disciples of the Xuanji Sect rushed to Wanhua Plain and immediately set up hundreds of formations to capture auras, track traces, and even forcibly spy on the secrets of heaven, capturing various images and information of the past, present, and future.
This time, the most powerful and senior ancestor of the Xuanji Sect, his direct descendant who was extremely talented and had a "heavenly appearance" in the art of formations, and four bodyguards who were in the Zhaoxu Realm, were all killed in the Wanhua Sect.
The old ancestor was furious, and everyone in the Xuanji Sect was horrified. They even took out the Xuanji Mirror, an innate spiritual treasure that suppressed the sect's fortune, and guarded it with countless elite soldiers, and transported it all the way to Wanhuayuan.
The spiritual treasure was activated, and a transparent mirror with a diameter of ten thousand miles and magnificent momentum blocked the void, illuminating the three realms and all directions. Wherever the clear mirror light passed, countless magnificent scenes emerged.
However, the Mysterious Mirror seemed to have met its match, and was unable to capture many truly valuable and useful images. It only saw a few Wu Earth Divine Thunders, the shadow of the Fallen God Whip, and a wretched old man dancing and pulling some strange power in the void.
"Mr. Wuyi... Wanhua Sect... Old Man Diando concealed the secret for them!"
A great elder of Xuanji Sect stamped his feet in anger: "What a crazy old man! Do you really think that you can do whatever you want with your ability in divination? Today, I will let you see what our Xuanji Sect is capable of in divination."
The great elder shouted hoarsely: "Trace the energy of the old man Diando... send people to Diando Valley to capture his nine clansmen."
In the mirror with a diameter of ten thousand miles, the image of the upside-down old man gradually became clearer. The Xuanji Sect spared no expense, even consuming a trace of the original power of the Xuanji Treasure Mirror, frantically searching for information about the upside-down old man in the void of Wanhuayuan.
But just as they were about to trace the whereabouts of the upside-down old man through some mysterious connection, a strange demonic laugh was heard, and a strange demon skull shaped like a goat skeleton, completely white with only two sharp horns as black as ink emerged in the mirror.
The Demon Skull laughed wildly and spewed out countless black lightning and green fire from his mouth. Thousands of Xuanji Sect disciples who were controlling the magic mirrors vomited blood immediately. Some of them even had their inner demons aroused. Wisps of Yin fire rose from their internal organs, burning them to a crisp.
"Mr. Wu!"
The elders of Xuanji Sect present all looked solemn.
They knew about the relationship between Lord Wu and Lady Wutan... But was Lord Wu crazy? How could he help the Wanhua Sect and do such a cruel thing to so many guests?
"No, it's not necessarily that Lord Wu Yi helped Wan Hua Sect... What if Wan Hua Sect was forced to help Lord Wu Yi?" An elder of Xuan Ji Sect hissed, "The devil only seeks self-interest. What does he want to do by doing this?"
"Go find Canghai Tower and Baoguang Pavilion, and use their channels to issue a wanted order to all the sects and independent cultivators in Yuanlingtian... Wanted Lord Wu Yi, and all the Wanhua Sect disciples."
"The Wanhua Sect is a large and powerful sect with tens of millions of disciples... Where can they run to? Where can they hide?"
A great elder of Xuanji Sect shouted sternly: "How dare you kill my Xuanji Sect disciples? There is no place for them to hide in the vast Yuanling Heaven!"
The reflection in the mirror slowly dissipated, and the disciples of Xuanji Sect came and left.
Then, the disciples of the Curse Gu Cult, riding countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, attacked in a mighty manner, turning the Wanhua Plain into a dead land with no grass growing on it. Then they ran away cursing.
The losses suffered by the Curse Gu Cult were devastating.
As a demonic sect, the disciples of the Zhu Gu Sect were not shy about women. When the invitation from the Wan Hua Sect arrived, as the next-door neighbor of the Wan Hua Sect, the disciples of the Zhu Gu Sect called their friends and flocked to the Wan Hua Sect in groups.
As a result, 90% of the true disciples of the Zhu Gu Sect were killed, and more than 80% of the other inner disciples, direct descendants of each family, etc., disappeared without a trace along with the Wanhua Sect.
The losses of the Curse Gu Cult were at least ten times greater than those of the Barbarian King Palace and the Xuanji Sect!
Afterwards, large numbers of masters from the Demon Puppet Sect, the Demon Calculation Sect and other sects also rushed to Wanhuayuan, turning the originally beautiful Wanhuayuan with clusters of flowers into a desert, and they were unable to find any more useful clues.
The Wanhuamen case shocked the entire Yuanlingtian cultivation community.
A month later, Lu Yi had already left the territory of Wanhua Sect. With the help of Madam Wutan's old bootlicker, Diandao Old Man, he confused the heaven's secrets. With several precious treasures, he cleared the aura. Lu Yi himself used the secret method of Buddhism to cut off the cause and effect. He had a smooth journey and arrived at the place agreed with Jieying Tou Tuo without any troubles.
In front of us is a bright large lake. At dusk, a slanting sun lies across the clear water. When the wind blows, countless petals from the flower forest on the shore swirl and fly, and fall into the water, making the whole lake suddenly colorful.
Several civilian boats were sailing slowly on the lake. On each boat, a young lady dressed simply covered her face with a fan and looked shyly from behind a curtain at Lu Yi who was standing on a large rock by the lake.
The low laughter of the young lady and her maid was carried by the wind.
"Look at that young man, he is so majestic."
"So tall, even bigger than the old bear in the forest, a bit scary!"
"laugh……"
Lu Yu kept his face tight and pretended that he didn't hear these gentle and sweet laughs.
A black-sailed boat was slowly coming towards this side. At the bow was a fat and big monk. He was sitting cross-legged on the bow, holding a wine pot in his left hand and a big pig's trotter in his right hand. He was eating happily, drinking wine and eating meat.
At the stern of the boat, the tall and skinny Jinmona, with a gloomy face, wearing a straw hat and a raincoat, was rowing the boat like a real old fisherman, pushing the black-sailed boat slowly towards Lu Yi.
With a light cough, the Moonlight Monk jumped onto the boulder, clasped his hands together and bowed to Lu Yi, then looked towards the black-sailed boat.
"Brother Fahai, are they the ones we are waiting for?" Moonlight Monk looked at the black-sailed boat and the two monks, one fat and one thin, on the boat with clear eyes.
His Zen mind was extremely sharp, like a bright moon immersed in clear water. Even if a small insect flew across the water, it would leave a shadow of the moon in the water.
Even from a long distance, Moonlight Monk could sense the extraordinaryness of these two monks.
Their cultivation is at least a hundred times higher than mine.
Tsk, this old monster can crush me to death with just one finger.
No, this is just the level of cultivation they show outwardly. In their bodies, there are even more terrifying powers... Especially Jinmona, there is an inhuman terror in his body.
Is it a thousand times stronger than myself?
Tsk, it’s incredibly terrifying!
The Moonlight Monk glanced . In his Zen mind, Lu Yi was already a monster of the same level as the two old monks...
In terms of cultivation level, Lu Yu is still one level behind.
But in terms of the purity of his magic power, Lu Yi is not inferior at all.
In terms of magical power, Lu Yi far surpasses the two of them.
In terms of the terrifying power hidden in his body... Lu Yu, who owns the Small Vajra Mount Sumeru and countless Taoist monks, has already suppressed the thin monk in front of him, but what about that big monk... Unless the two of them officially fight, Moonlight Monk cannot judge.
"Boom!"
The wupeng boat gently hit a large rock on the shore.
The fat monk raised the wine jug in his hand and said, "Two brothers, come, come, come, get on the boat, get on the boat... It's a rare opportunity to be together... Hahaha, I am really happy today, happy!"
Jinmona suddenly flashed, stepped to the bow, and punched Lu Yi.
