When he saw the two of them, Shuikeng was like a child without a mother who had found his home. He didn't care about the battle between the two armies at all. He jumped down without saying a word: "Big Brother!"

She was dressed in bright red, and when she fell from the sky, the corners of her clothes and the ends of her hair seemed to be glowing, as if a ball of scorching fire had fallen from the sky, drawing everyone's attention to the two people who had suddenly appeared.

He successfully blocked Cheng Qian's original defense.

Han Yuan was sitting cross-legged on a high place, originally resting his eyes nonchalantly. He opened his eyes upon hearing the sound, and swept his gloomy gaze over the surrounding demon cultivators who were staring at the puddle with blue eyes, frightening them into silence. Then he retracted his gaze and met Yan Zhengming's.

Yan Zhengming looked at him with a complicated look - Yan Zhengming had always had complicated feelings towards Han Yuan, and it was always difficult to resolve the grudge, but he had never really given up on him.

But... after all, he is their most incompetent junior fellow apprentice.

The puddle chirped in his ear, "On the day we broke the formation, you and Junior Brother were sucked into the crack together. The rest of these annoying people, who had just crawled out of the Demon Slaying Formation, started fighting again. They fought each other, and each was injured half. They had to separate and recuperate on their own. Then they were...well, the magic dragon's aura attracted many demon cultivators to gather here, and that pretty-faced sword cultivator, I don't know who he complained to, and the next day a large number of cultivators came from Taihang Mountain. They have been confronting each other for several days, and they are about to start fighting."

She chattered on and on, her tone cheerful, completely absent-minded, watching the fun. After she finished, she leaned over from Yan Zhengming to look at Cheng Qian and asked, "Junior Brother, where did you two go?"

Before Cheng Qian could answer, Yan Zhengming had already reached out and dug up the puddle: "Don't talk to him, let him think about it."

Hearing this, Shuikeng sighed and shook his head, glanced at Cheng Qian, and winked at him - why did you irritate him again?

Cheng Qian could only smile bitterly and shake his head - ashamed.

Yan Zhengming waved to Li Yun, without even looking at the two groups of people, and found a secluded place to sit down.

Immediately, a man stood out from the crowd in Tianyan's office. It was Wu Changtian. When Wu Changtian saw Yan Zhengming, he could no longer sit still and walked up to You Liang and said something.

You Liang stood up reluctantly and walked towards Yan Zhengming. His injuries had not healed yet, and his body was not very agile. He even looked a bit pitiful, like a dog that had lost its home.

You Liang stood in front of Yan Zhengming, hesitated for a moment, and said humbly: "I, the junior, dare to ask you to sit on your side and leave the upper seats for you seniors."

Yan Zhengming glanced at him, and You Liang's back stiffened involuntarily. If he had the will to catch up and fight with Sect Leader Yan before, now he was inexplicably afraid.

Yan Zhengming said indifferently: "No need, it's quiet here."

Because Nian Mingming was also here, Li Yun sent Nian to his father's place, and came down from the sky. He took over the conversation and said to You Liang with a smile: "Who among us present here is not bound by Tianyan's powerful demon-killing seal? Please tell Master You that Master Wu doesn't need to be so cautious."

Li Yun was being sarcasm, and You Liang could hear the sarcasm in his words. However, he was not good at dealing with people, so he stood there for a long time without being able to respond. He could only clasp his fist in silence, turn around and leave.

Yan Zhengming suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait."

You Liang paused.

Yan Zhengming did not raise his head, his eyes were always glued to the wooden sword in his hand, as if he wanted to see it through to the fullest.

He said slowly, "The path of sword cultivation is always more difficult than others, but since it has chosen you, it means that at least you have the qualifications when you enter the path. Once you enter the door, you have to walk your own path. If you walk well, it will be a peerless sword, but if you walk poorly, it will be a butcher knife. You should take care of yourself and don't let others hold the hilt of the sword."

You Liang was shocked and his face turned pale, but he finally heard it. He lowered his head from a distance and said, "Yes, thank you, senior."

Li Yun waited until he left before he took out the stone mustard seeds from his arms. This time he was not as ostentatious as he was at the Suzaku Tower. He just built a small shed on the spot that was shaded and windproof, with curtains around it. There were talismans on the curtains, so people inside could see and hear the outside, but people outside could not peek inside.

Yan Zhengming: "What's going on?"

Li Yun sat down next to Cheng Qian with a majestic look and said, "Wu Changtian is using his tricks against the common people again and is planning to start the game here."

Cheng Qian asked: "What game?"

Li Yun gestured with his eyes, "Look over there, the people from White Tiger Villa, Xuanwu Hall, Mulan Mountain, Westward Journey Palace... Tsk tsk, since the death of their old palace master who lived like a turtle, there is really no one who can take up the responsibility of the Westward Journey Palace - in short, except for the two saints who have 'transcended the five elements', basically all the capable people are here. Look at the demon cultivators, do you see those people behind Han Yuan who are the stars and the moon? Three women and six men, they are the 'Nine Saints' of the Nightmare Walkers. But as for the demon cultivators, you have seen a lot of them. It's normal for them to cooperate with each other at the beginning and then stab each other in the back after a while. They may not be here to support Han Yuan. I'm afraid they are here to stir up trouble like us."

Yan Zhengming shouted without even turning his head: "Who is stirring up trouble?"

Li Yun laughed, put his hand on Cheng Qian's shoulder, and said, "The two sides fought fiercely, and neither could do anything to the other. Then Wu Changtian came from Taihang Mountain and proposed such a game. Let each side send out several formation masters to set up the "Ten Direction Formation" here, and then each side sends ten people to enter the formation. Whoever meets each other will fight to see who is better, regardless of life or death. If the Tianyan Division wins, Han Yuan will go with them, and the Nightmare Walker will retreat to southern Xinjiang and will not be allowed to enter the Central Plains in his lifetime. If the demon cultivators win, the people of the Tianyan Division will righteously claim to bear the sins of the world, abandon their cultivation, and let the demon cultivators deal with them."

Cheng Qian felt something was wrong when he heard this: "We are all restrained by the Demon-Exorcist Seal, but those demon cultivators are scattered. If Tian Yan bribed a few of them with promises and deliberately lost, then what is the point of fighting?"

Li Yun said: "Han Yuan is not that stupid. The demon cultivators should also have a blood oath - and it's not a one-on-one fight. He dared to sweep across the Central Plains alone, so he didn't expect anyone to help him. Maybe he wanted to kill ten opponents in that formation by himself."

Cheng Qian asked: "What are you waiting for now?"

Li Yun said: "The formation may not be completed yet. Besides, they seem to be waiting for a fair person."

Cheng Qian frowned.

Li Yun patted his shoulder and said, "Don't frown. You and Senior Brother can't run away. Only at times like this do I think my average level of cultivation is good enough."

Cheng Qian said: "It seems difficult to take Han Yuan away in public, with so many people's blood oaths involved."

Several people were silent for a while. At this time, Yan Zhengming took out a fan from somewhere and fanned his chest twice absentmindedly. He turned around inadvertently and saw Li Yun sitting in an unruly manner. So he decisively knocked Li Yun's arm with the fan: "Sit properly, sit properly, act like a human being."

He couldn't bear even a touch. Li Yun laughed and was about to say something mean to him, but when he turned his head, he suddenly saw Cheng Qian smiling.

Cheng Qian usually didn't act very politely to his friends, so there was nothing unusual about him smiling. But when he smiled, his eyes were always on Yan Zhengming, as if there was only this person left in his eyes. The corners of his eyes curved slightly, and there seemed to be a handful of light in his eyes, which unexpectedly became warmer than ever before.

Li Yun: “…”

He looked at Cheng Qian, then at Yan Zhengming, and observed everything clearly. He thought that if he continued to look, he might get stye. He sat down swaying from side to side, thinking, "When I woke up, the world around me was completely different. Damn it!"

Li Yun's sudden silence made the atmosphere seem a bit awkward. Shuikeng turned around inadvertently and said pointedly, "Big Brother, did you change your fan? This one is so worn out, not as good-looking as the previous one."

As soon as she mentioned it, everyone realized that Yan Zhengming had changed to a bamboo fan. Over the years, the outer cover had turned reddish-brown, and there were some cracks on the corners. It was not delicate at all.

Li Yun took the old bamboo fan with both hands and unfolded it carefully. He saw that on the back, just two or three strokes outlined the shape of a distant mountain, while the front was left blank with only a seal in the corner, which vaguely read the two words "Fuyao".

As soon as you see those two words you know that this seal is stamped by the headmaster.

Li Yun sighed, "This... This is an ancient relic from our sect. Little Junior Sister, you are a grown-up girl, why don't you study hard? You are so ignorant, and all you do all day is throw chicken feathers around... Oh, I am so worried. Senior Brother, where did you get it? Let's try dripping blood on it later. Maybe this ancient relic has a spirit."

Yan Zhengming briefly recounted the story of how he and Cheng Qian encountered inheritance behind the No Regrets Stage, and then took out a small box and an old book from his storage bag.

He handed the wooden box to Shuikeng and said, "This is the demon pill of a demon king of a certain generation. That demon king lived for 3,600 years and died of natural causes. The demon pill is very pure and its power can be passed on. Speaking of which, there have always been internal struggles among demon cultivators, and there are very few demon kings who died of natural causes. There is only one in the history of the Fuyao Sect. Keep it well and don't eat it yourself. There are more than 3,000 years of Taoism in it. Your bones haven't grown fully yet, so you may not be able to bear it."

Shuikeng looked lost, her eyes almost stretched to her eyebrows. She was like a stingy poor ghost who saw a room full of gold bars. She took them in worship with a begging posture, as if she had realized her dream of becoming a great demon. She stuttered for a long time and said in a flattering way, "Big, big brother, I don't know a great man. Your fan is really, really beautiful. It's so beautiful that it makes me drunk!"

Yan Zhengming: "Okay, let's see what you can do."

After saying that, he threw the book into Li Yun's arms: "Yours."

Li Yun took it cheerfully and saw the words "Nine Links" written on the cover. He flipped it open and glanced at a few pages. He began to tremble with excitement: "This... this..."

"I asked that senior," Yan Zhengming said, "He said that among the ancestors of my sect, there is indeed one who is particularly useless. He has no elixir, no weapon, no sword, and no skills. He specializes in studying various strange skills. This lineage of cultivators is very rare. It is called 'Nine Links'. In these years, you have no master, and no one to guide you. You have been groping in the dark on your own. Now that you have this, you can get more results with less effort."

Li Yun's eyes filled with tears as he said, "Big Brother, I will pledge my love to you."

Sect Leader Yan looked at him with his peach blossom eyes that could not speak but only curse, clearly expressing his contempt - he didn't even want the change.

Cheng Qian was a little confused. He was worried that the old man would make things difficult for his senior brother, but he didn't expect that he would give him advice and gifts... It turned out that the treatment of the head of the sect was different.

Li Yun fondly stroked the old book in his hand and asked curiously, "What else did the senior say?"

What else did you say?

"The sword of origin in your inner palace is very interesting. Someone cut off his soul to attach the sword's will to it, which allows you to turn danger into safety and reach the 'sheathed' stage in one fell swoop. After 'sheathed', you will truly enter the realm of sword gods. However, I see that although that person is willing to spend a lot of money to transform the sword and is very clever, his attainments in wooden swords are not very high. If you want to go further, you must refine the sword's will."

Yan Zhengming's hands were still shaking when he thought about it, and he glared at Cheng Qian fiercely.

Cheng Qian came over and whispered, "Brother, calm down."

Yan Zhengming shook off his hand silently.

Cheng Qian was only good at insulting others with his sharp tongue, and he was not good at flattering others with his smooth talk. He looked at him helplessly for a while, then carefully held Yan Zhengming's hand.

Being thrown away again.

Cheng Qian did as he said, he persevered and held his hand again.

He didn't even know how to avoid the puddle, and stared at it for a while, feeling that something was wrong.

Li Yun lowered his head, not wanting to be bothered. Suddenly, he found something stuck in the copy of "Nine Links". He gently flipped it open and saw a piece of paper stuck in the pages. The ink was fresh and it was written by Yan Zhengming. It read: "Give me a copy of this."

The page with the note happened to be the "Dan Juan" and the three words "Qingxin Dan" caught Li Yun's eyes.

The annotation reads: "Taking this can cleanse the mind and marrow, cut off the seven emotions, cleanse the six desires, and from then on, there will be no love or hate, no worldly worries, and it is very good for spiritual practice."

Li Yun's heart skipped a beat and he looked up at Yan Zhengming who was arguing with Cheng Qian with suspicion.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd. Everyone from Tian Yan's department stood up. Then, a Pegasus carriage descended from the sky and an acquaintance lifted the curtain and jumped out - Liu Lang.

After getting out of the car, Liu Lang bent down, put his hands in front of him, and respectfully let the person in the car step on his hands to get out. As expected, the person in the car was Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen should have changed his body. He looked much better and his hair, which had been gray, had turned completely black.

After getting off the car, he glanced around. He bowed to Wu Changtian and others from Chongtian Yan's place, only to see that Mu Lanshan and his people looked uneasy. The people from Xuanwu Hall stood in a row at the back, obviously still remembering that this person had had an argument with them on the Locking Immortal Platform. Others - such as Nian Mingming and many other independent cultivators or people from small sects, came forward to say hello, some calling him "Brother Tang" and some "Senior".

Then, Tang Zhen turned to the demon cultivators. Surprisingly, two or three of the Nine Saints of Demon Cultivators actually bowed to him from afar.

This person doesn't associate much with those famous families, but his circle of friends in smaller sects is astonishing. No wonder he knows a little bit about everything.

A whistle was heard in the distance, which was the signal from Tianyan. After Wu Changtian heard it, he stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, fellow Taoists. Now that the formation is complete, please ask Mr. Tang to check it."

Tang Zhen extended his spiritual sense, and after a moment he opened his eyes and nodded without commenting.

Wu Changtian glanced at Han Yuan and said to Tang Zhen, "Excuse me, Mr. Tang, have you brought the blood oath plate?"

Liu Lang immediately pulled out a tray from a small package, took two steps forward, and silently dropped it in the air, and the plate hung in the air.

Tang Zhen lowered his eyes and sighed, "Does it have to be this way? Well, then you two should swear an oath."

Wu Changtian was very happy. He put four fingers together, pointed one finger to the sky, and said calmly: "Today, I, Tianyan, will bring the Demon-Slaying Seal and unite with fellow Taoists from all directions to fight against Nightmare Walker and the Demon Dragon. If we lose, all of us in Tianyan will abandon our cultivation and let you guys deal with us. We will never enter the Immortal Sect again!"

After saying this, he squeezed a trickle of blood from his fingertips, which suddenly fell onto the plate.

The puddle quietly turned into a bird, flew into the sky, and poked its head out to watch the fun. It saw a Tai Chi diagram drawn in the middle of the tray, and Wu Changtian's blood had dyed half of it red.

Wu Changtian shook his sleeves and said, "Friend Han, it's your turn."

Han Yuan didn't even raise his eyelids. He waved his hand and the tray flew straight in front of him. "If we lose, I will go with you and make them go back to southern Xinjiang and be cowards for the rest of their lives."

After saying that, he lowered his head and bit his finger hard, then pressed the bloody finger hard on the Tai Chi plate. With a "hissing" sound, the Tai Chi plate seemed to be able to absorb human flesh and blood, and instantly his finger was sucked into a dent, and the other half of the Tai Chi was immediately filled with thick black blood.

The Tai Chi plate spun rapidly. Shuikeng only took a glance at it and felt a little dizzy, so he had to look away.

The next moment, many blood-red Tai Chi diagrams emerged from the plate, leaving a mark on the wrists of Tian Yanchu, Han Yuan, and Jiu Sheng, swearing that anyone who violated the oath would be retaliated against.

Han Yuan looked at the mark indifferently, put the bleeding finger into his mouth, and licked the blood off it: "Nine of them, plus me."

Wu Changtian waved his hand, and several young men from Tianyan came out with scrolls in their hands.

Wu Changtian took one for himself, and the others dispersed into the crowd and distributed them to the people they chose.

One of the people holding the scroll was walking towards the direction of the Fuyao Sect. Yan Zhengming lifted Cheng Qian's elbow and whispered, "Go get it."

The person who delivered the scroll was none other than Zhe Shi, who had sneaked into Tian Yan's office.

Cheng Qian knew that Zhe Shi must have some news to bring back, so he immediately understood and lifted the curtain of Shi Jie Zi to greet him.

As soon as he left, Li Yun came over and grabbed Yan Zhengming's ear, asking repeatedly: "What do you mean? What's going on between you and Xiao Qian? What Qingxin Pill do you want? Did you take the wrong medicine? What are you doing? "

Yan Zhengming stroked the wooden sword in his hands and whispered, "Do you know that he damaged his own soul for this wooden sword?"

Li Yun was stunned for a moment, then said dryly, "Ah... it seems like something he would do, so your reward is to be unfaithful and ungrateful?"

Yan Zhengming: "No... Just in case, I mean just in case, one day these things hinder his practice, if he regrets it, then give this to him. I can't be a stumbling block for him."

Li Yun sneered and was speechless: "Big Brother, I always thought you were a playboy. I never knew you were such a romantic."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks." Yan Zhengming pushed him away irritably and said, "Don't tell Xiao Qian about this first. He's still a little excited about it and he's still a long way from being bored. I'm afraid he'll be unhappy if he finds out."

"I guess Xiao Qian will not only be unhappy if he finds out." Li Yun said, "He will also make you eat shit, Senior Brother, do you believe it?"