Chapter 212 Zi Ling, why are you wearing Yuan Yao’s clothes?
While the two were communicating via telepathy, Wan Tianming was also talking to Master Sanyang.
When Wan Tianming saw the old man in green robe sitting on the pillar, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He bowed and said, "Brother Sanyang, why are you here too?"
"I came here for another thing to do, and I don't want to get involved in your mess!" Master Sanyang said coldly, looking uninterested in Xutian Palace.
Hearing this, Tian Wuzi and the old farmer showed surprise and astonishment in their eyes.
As for Mr. Qing Yi, his expression changed and he looked a little ugly.
If Master Sanyang does not intend to get involved in this matter, then the demonic side will be too weak.
"I heard that someone presented Man Hu Zi with a fragment of the sky map. He should come, right? Man Hu Zi's life span is almost over. He should come to pick the longevity fruit!"
"In this way, Wan Tianming will find it difficult to continue to be so arrogant!" Mr. Qing Yi thought to himself.
His face was gloomy, but his eyes kept flickering, and it was obvious that he was thinking about something.
"If I tell Sanyang that Wan Tianming has prepared golden silkworms, perhaps he can get him to join in. After all, that is the Xutian Ding. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, no one will let it go easily!" Qing Yi Jushi thought to himself.
Master Sanyang's words made the Nascent Soul cultivators of both the righteous and evil sides look different, and no one knew what they were thinking.
Mrs. Wen and Wan Tianming, on the other hand, looked calm.
Wan Tianming was a man of great scheming, and he was full of doubts about what Master Sanyang said.
However, his attitude towards Master Sanyang is different from that towards other demonic cultivators.
It's not only because of the opponent's strength, but also because of the opponent's style of being both good and evil. Although this person is a cultivator of the evil way, he does not have much conflict with the righteous way.
Then, Wan Tianming laughed and said, "Brother Sanyang is a man of peace and tranquility, which really makes me admire him. In my opinion, among all of us, if anyone can break through to the late stage and become a great cultivator, that person must be you, Brother Sanyang!"
"Hmph, Wan Tianming, the sword-serving maid serving me was beaten by one of your disciples, right?" Madam Wen suddenly interrupted Wan Tianming rudely and asked coldly.
After seeing Wan Tianming, she has been in a bad mood and was waiting to cause trouble for him.
Although she was only an early Nascent Soul cultivator, she was not afraid at all of Wan Tianming, a mid-stage cultivator.
Wan Tianming frowned when he heard this and responded.
The two of them started arguing over a minor matter of fighting between their disciples.
The beautiful woman seemed to be unwilling to give in because Wan Tianming had hurt her face.
However, Wan Tianming frowned because he was afraid that the other party's husband was the Six Paths Supreme Sage, but he finally gave in.
Watching the battle between the two righteous and evil Nascent Souls, Ye Changsheng suddenly heard a sigh from the black-robed man next to him.
"This Madam Wen is in the early Nascent Soul stage, but she has a husband who is in the late Nascent Soul stage. She can force Wan Tianming, who is much stronger than her, to give in!" The man in black robe suddenly said in a deep voice.
"It sounds like fellow Daoist is very envious of Madam Wen?" Ye Changsheng asked.
The black-robed man remained silent after hearing this. After a moment, he responded, "It seems that it is difficult to borrow Wan Tianming's power. He will most likely not offend Master Sanyang!"
"It is extremely difficult for us to get out of this Xutian Palace alive. It depends on whether we can get help from the Xinggong later!" the man said helplessly.
Hearing this, Ye Changsheng shook his head and smiled.
The Xinggong side is probably even less reliable than Wan Tianming.
While the two were talking, suddenly, a rumbling sound was heard in the passage outside.
The entire hall began to tremble slightly, as if some huge monster was approaching.
When Mr. Qing Yi saw this, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.
As for Wan Tianming, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent like a knife flashed across his face.
As the vibration became louder and louder, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the hall. The moment they saw this person, most of the faces in the hall showed horror.
This was a strange man with curly yellow beard and wearing a blue robe. Every time he took a step, the whole hall would shake, as if he weighed more than ten thousand pounds.
"I didn't expect that Sect Master Wan would come here. It seems that I made the right decision to come here this time. I have always wanted to compete with Sect Master Wan!" The strange man looked at Wan Tianming, his eyes full of provocation.
"I have also long heard of Brother Man's Totian Jue, which is known as the best magic skill for defense in the Chaos Star Sea. I will definitely need to learn a thing or two from you later!" Wan Tianming said coldly.
"Hehe, no problem, no problem. I've also heard of Sect Master Wan's Tianluo Gong for a long time!" The weirdo grinned, not hiding the eagerness in his eyes at all.
"I didn't expect that even Man Huzi would come. This time when Xutian Palace was opened, three cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul gathered here. It's really rare!" said the man in black robe.
"It's a pity that Man Huzi, like the old demon Sanyang, is a member of the Demon Sect. I'm afraid we can't borrow his power!" the man in black robe sighed again.
After hearing what this person said, Ye Changsheng's eyes flickered but he did not respond.
Over there, Wan Tianming whispered a few words with the Taoist priest and the farmer-like old man, and then the three of them flew onto a jade pillar together.
Man Huzi looked at Master Sanyang with a look of surprise in his eyes, and walked forward to greet him.
Although his Totian magic skills were very powerful, he was unwilling to provoke this old demon easily.
After talking with Master Sanyang, Man Huzi seemed to have received the message from Master Qingyi and looked at Ye Changsheng with some surprise.
Then, he raised his head and looked nearby, and suddenly his body flashed and flew towards a jade pillar.
Coincidentally, this pillar was the one where Han Li was waiting.
Han Li, who had been silent in the hall and watching everything coldly, couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this scene.
"Get out! I take this place!" As soon as Man Huzi's huge body stood firmly on the pillar, he immediately stared at Han Li with his eyes and said coldly.
Han Li's expression suddenly turned ugly, and he couldn't help but clench his hands tightly in his sleeves.
But after a moment of silence, he resisted the urge to attack and jumped off the jade pillar silently.
Immediately, the sound of wild laughter from the bearded man was heard from the pillar.
Han Li's face was covered with frost. Although he felt extremely humiliated, he could only endure it temporarily.
Ye Changsheng sat aside, watching the scene of Han Li giving up the pillar with great interest.
Inside the hall, the commotion caused by the barbarian bearded men gradually subsided.
The three people from the righteous path sat together, discussing something among themselves.
On the other side of the Demonic Path, Mr. Qing Yi and Man Hu Zi were sitting on a nearby pillar, discussing something.
At the same time, Mr. Qing Yi's lips moved slightly, and it was unknown what he said to Master Sanyang, which made the old demon's expression become uncertain.
Only Mrs. Wen looked unwilling to be involved with them. She sat on a pillar in the distance and said nothing.
"After I killed Ji Yin, the strength between the good and evil sides became unequal this time!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself as he looked at the two groups of people.
"Old Demon Sanyang may be going with those people from the Demonic Path. Since he has come to the Xutian Palace, there is no way this old demon will not go and see the Xutian Cauldron!"
"Hmph, it would be best if we could kill this old demon before they meet!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.
Seeing that Master Sanyang was having a pleasant conversation with Mr. Man Huzi and Mr. Qingyi, his eyes gradually turned cold.
Just as he was thinking about how to catch all these righteous and evil Nascent Souls in one fell swoop, figures suddenly flashed outside the hall and two old men in white walked in.
These two men have white hair and beards, fluttering clothes, and look like immortals, giving people the feeling of being gods and sages.
When the monks in the hall saw these two people appear, they immediately let go of their worries and breathed a sigh of relief.
When those righteous and evil Yuanying saw these two people, they revealed complex expressions of envy, disgust, and helplessness.
One of the two men, a kind-looking old man in white, saw that everyone was looking at them, smiled, and said in a very friendly manner:
"During this trip to Xutian Palace, our Holy Lord is in seclusion, so he is unable to preside over this treasure hunt. The two of us, the law enforcement elders, will represent Xinggong to supervise this matter!"
"And the rules for this treasure hunt are still the same as in previous years..."
The old man said a lot of things, the meaning of which was simply that bullying the weak and killing people for treasures were not allowed during the treasure hunt, otherwise they would take action to stop it.
Moreover, the person who did this will be wanted and hunted down by Xinggong.
Of course, most people present knew that these words were just polite talk and Xinggong could not really be a messenger of justice.
However, there were still some monks who believed it to be true and expressed gratitude to the two Star Palace elders.
"I have explained it so clearly. I think everyone should understand what we mean, right?" After the old man in white said this, he glanced at the monks in the hall with his eyes as fast as lightning.
Most of the cultivators immediately lowered their heads and retreated when they saw his eyes, but Master Sanyang sneered twice without any courtesy.
He looked back coldly, as if he didn't take the words of the two Star Palace elders seriously at all.
Seeing his figure, the elder of Xinggong frowned immediately and murmured in a low voice: "Why is this old weirdo here too?"
Three cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul appeared in the hall, and the two elders of the Star Palace found it extremely difficult.
The two of them communicated with each other, and after discussing for a while, they sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating and refining their energy as if no one was around.
This went on for another three days. During these three days, several cultivators arrived, but no more Nascent Soul cultivators came.
On the morning of the fourth day, something strange happened suddenly. After a series of roars, a white jade door fell down at the entrance of the hall without any warning, sealing the entire hall.
The two elders of Xinggong opened their eyes calmly, stood up, and walked to the front of the hall.
The ground in front of the hall shook slightly, and then several stone slabs emitted dazzling light, and a teleportation array about an inch in size appeared there.
After checking it, the two Star Palace elders nodded and said, "Okay, there is no problem with this teleportation array. From here we will reach the outer hall of the Xutian Palace. You all should take care of yourselves!"
After saying that, the two of them stepped onto the teleportation array one after the other. Two white lights flashed, and their figures disappeared without a trace.
Afterwards, Wan Tianming and the other two immediately stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared.
When the monks in the hall saw this scene, they all walked towards the teleportation array and were teleported one after another.
Master Sanyang sneered, stood up from the jade pillar, and looked at Ye Changsheng with cold eyes.
Man Huzi and Mr. Qingyi also looked at the two people here with cold eyes.
Ye Changsheng, wearing a mask, stood up nonchalantly and stepped into the teleportation array.
There was a flash of white light, and he was teleported in.
When the man in black saw this scene, he hesitated for a moment, then followed Ye Changsheng, flew down the jade pillar, and entered the teleportation array.
Master Sanyang bowed to Man Huzi and Qingyi, then floated down and stepped onto the teleportation array. With a flash of light, he disappeared.
The people in the hall were teleported away one by one, and in the end, only Man Huzi and Qing Yi Jushi were left.
"Brother Man, do you think Wan Tianming and his team can succeed this time?" Mr. Qing Yi stroked his beard and asked with a smile.
"Hehe, I don't care whether he can succeed or not, but I will not let go of this opportunity to fight with Wan Tianming!" Man Huzi said with a heepy smile.
When Mr. Qing Yi heard this, a bitter smile flashed across his eyes.
He felt very helpless about Man Huzi's character.
But due to the other party's powerful cultivation, he was unable to give any advice.
So he said, "What I least expected was that someone would dare to say such words to Fellow Daoist Sanyang. Who is this person?"
"I even suspect that he is a fellow who has just formed a Nascent Soul. He probably doesn't understand the difference between the early and middle stages of the Nascent Soul, so he dares to be so arrogant!"
“Humph, no matter who this person is, if he dies at the hands of Sanyang, he will be nothing!”
"If he really has some ability and can escape from Sanyang, then we can consider winning him over!" Man Huzi snorted coldly.
"Haha, Brother Man is right, the teleportation array is about to disappear, and we should leave!"
As they spoke, the two of them flew towards the teleportation array. With a flash of light, the last person in the hall disappeared.
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As soon as Ye Changsheng stepped out of the teleportation array, a desolate little hill appeared in front of him.
Looking around, he saw only one monk not far from him, and there was no trace of the others.
When he appeared, the old man in gray also looked at him. When he saw the evil ghost mask on his face, his expression suddenly changed.
With a trace of fear on his face, the old man in gray turned into a stream of light and flew away with a whoosh.
Ye Changsheng suddenly burst into laughter.
Behind him, the light flashed again, and another figure teleported over.
Ye Changsheng turned around and saw that it was the man in the black robe.
His powerful spiritual sense radiated out and fell on this person unscrupulously, wanting to see his true appearance.
But the next moment, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"Miss Zi Ling?!"
