Chapter 572: Seeing the Opportunity

Li Xuanfeng and he stopped for a while on the bright blue water, and did not continue to go deep. Lin Ling Gu Rao stared intently, and Li Xuanfeng pondered: "Since Yuanxiu, Qiushui, and others are all in the Taixu, and even watching on Chengshui Mausoleum, why do they need us to explore? The blue water of Chengshui Mausoleum must be strange, it should be the influence of the 【Great Ning Palace】. Sending us here must have another intention."

He was pondering, and Lin Ling Gu Rao looked at the blue water beneath his feet and transmitted magic power: "Daoist Xuanfeng, the water on Chengshui Mausoleum has turned into the genus of combined water, it must be a problem."

Li Xuanfeng pondered for a breath, looked at the blue water in the black mist, and asked: "Dragon genus?"

"Perhaps not dragon genus..."

The Lin Gu family was originally opened by Shanyue, and it was also one of the very few surnames that did not move from the north, which could be considered a local snake in the south. The family heritage also had some things. Lin Ling Gu Rao said in a low voice:

"Daoist, you don't know. Although the Lou Gao family is famous for its true fire, it started from the seaside of the combined water in Yan State, and also has the combined water orthodoxy. Even the Tuoba family... also plotted against the combined water and mansion water paths back then... I only doubt one point. To turn the entire Chengshui Mausoleum into a combined water swamp, if there is no special spiritual weapon, even a Zifu cultivator will have to spend a lot of effort. Why so troublesome?"

The two flew to this place, full of doubts, one side guessing Zifu, one side speculating about northern cultivation. Neither of them was willing to continue north. Li Xuanfeng used his pupil technique, looked at it for a while in the clouds with golden light, and asked:

"Does Daoist know what orthodoxy the Ning State royal descendants practice?"

Lin Ling Gu Rao pondered for a breath and replied:

"What they practice is 'True Qi', and there is even an 【Anhuai Heaven】 hidden in the Taixu. At the peak, there were several Zifu, as for whether there is a True Lord, it is not something we can know."

Li Xuanfeng pondered for a moment, and looked toward the east with Lin Ling Gu Rao. Sure enough, he saw a piece of golden immortal light breaking through the demonic mist and galloping, reflecting various true yuan and magic treasure brilliance on the blue water.

Lin Ling Gu Rao slowly raised his head, thoughtful, and said softly:

"It is the Jin Yu Sect."

Li Xuanfeng's heart was determined, and he urged magic treasures with Lin Ling Gu Rao. Sure enough, he heard Lin Ling Gu Rao say:

"The True Person is in the Taixu, what can't be checked? Ordering us to pass the order to explore is not that simple. It turns out it fell here."

This matter was clear in both their hearts. Li Xuanfeng pondered for a breath, and turned to say in a low voice:

"Why can't True Person Yuanxiu say it clearly, but use the name of exploration? I fear this Jin Yu Sect doesn't want his family to know, we must still be careful."

His words pointed to the friction between the various sects. Lin Ling Gu Rao nodded when he heard it, his face full of approval. The two rode the wind together and stayed far behind the Jin Yu cultivators.

After flying for a few miles, the demonic light in the sky flickered, and a group of demonic cultivators were actually fighting fiercely. Blood light and white light intertwined, black mist rolled, and blood rain fell scattered in the sky. Li Xuanfeng's doubts were slightly solved, and Lin Ling Gu Rao said:

"No wonder I didn't see a few patrolling demonic cultivators all the way here, it turned out that there was a chaos inside!"

Li Xuanfeng's pupil technique moved, and he looked into the demonic clouds. Sure enough, he saw the demonic cultivators fighting in the sky, already chaotic to the extreme. Buddhist light, demonic clouds, blood Qi, and white smoke reflected each other, folding a piece of magic light.

Several people at the top were fighting fiercely. A black-clothed youth held a long spear, with black Qi circling on the spear. His eyes were bright, his eyebrows were clear, and his temperament was particularly prominent. The long spear pointed straight, facing the demonic cultivator in front.

The demonic cultivator on the other side had an ugly complexion, surrounded by purple light, and the clothes on his body were very luxurious, emitting a bright colorful light. It looked like a direct descendant of the Murong family. The two seemed to have just fought, each waiting in strict array.

Li Xuanfeng looked at the spear-holding youth twice, and a sense of familiarity surged in his heart, narrowing his eyes slightly: 'Zhong Qian?!'

This person was the youth who led Li Xuanfeng into the cave dwelling back then! He entered the cave dwelling and disappeared from then on. Li Xuanfeng estimated that he didn't have a good end, and he hadn't heard his news for many years.

"I didn't expect to defect to the demonic path..."

He was suspicious in his heart, but saw the Murong demonic cultivator surrounded by purple light look at Zhong Qian twice, and said in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist... which act is this? You suddenly brought people out of the array, I think you have obtained the promise of Jin Yu Qingchi... but you practice the demonic path, defecting south, is there a good end?"

"It is Murong En who has no eyes and cannot see you, a hero youth! If you stop here, I will personally introduce you to Zifu..."

Zhong Qian didn't answer him, stood with a spear, and stabbed the rolling black clouds, rolling the purple light to shine brightly. The two collided, scattering a piece of black smoke and dust. Only then did he make a sound:

"Murong Gong... this is also the first time I have fought with the 'Purple Qi' path, it is better to take out some real skills!"

Li Xuanfeng watched the two fight fiercely. The demonic cultivators beneath their feet also attacked each other. The Buddhist cultivators also released golden light to resist. It was impossible to see which side was facing which side. Instead, it was like each looking for private grudges, fighting in pairs. He only looked twice, and soon checked the general idea.

The situation in the north was extremely complex, with the seven phases of Buddhist cultivators, various demonic paths, and even Zifu Golden Core cultivators. Most of them were demonic cultivators recruited from nearby.

These people were greedy and selfish, and still had many grudges against each other, coveting the things in each other's hands, fighting in a mess. Zhong Qian privately gathered his troops to go south, but was intercepted by this person. But the demonic cultivators led by each had already fought into a group, reporting grudges, reporting grievances, seeing wealth and rising greed, fighting in a mess. He only looked twice, and soon checked the general idea.

Lin Ling Gu Rao watched for a while, and gradually understood the situation, saying in a low voice: "Daoist Xuanfeng... it seems that the demonic cultivators have rebelled internally..."

"If there is no Zifu support behind, where is the rebellion?"

Li Xuanfeng replied quietly, and Lin Ling Gu Rao replied:

"Not bad! How can there be so many Jin Yu Sect cultivators? This is strange..."

Lin Ling Gu Rao's doubts were not difficult to solve.

You know, these demonic cultivators all eat human blood and take human pills. Regardless of their actions or cultivation techniques, they can be said to be thorough demonic paths. What's more, these demonic cultivators have killed I don't know how many Jiangnan cultivators, and the various families have long hated these demonic cultivators.

Qingchi's governance is like this, how can the great families under the Jin Yu Sect be better? The Jin Yu family power is already large, and they have sacrificed countless in this war. How can they see demonic cultivators defecting? Whose territory do these demonic cultivators want to occupy under Jin Yu? And at least in Jiangnan, various sects, regardless of their foundation, must maintain moral appearance. Qingchi is already a demonic sect in the mouths of various families. Harvesting blood Qi must also be in the name of attacking each other, and they dare not kill people to take blood openly.

Jin Yu Sect's reputation is even better than Qingchi's. This is under the eyes of everyone, how can they include this group of rebellious demonic cultivators? No matter how it is, it can't be said...

And from the perspective of this group of demonic cultivators, it is also the same. Defecting to Jin Yu is completely a business that can't be done. Even if Jin Yu protects them for a while, they will have to settle accounts after the north-south struggle ends...

"Could it be that it is not Jin Yu... but where did so many Jin Yu Sect cultivators come from?"

"Clang!"

The two watched for a few breaths, and the Jin Yu Sect's cloud boat had long been unable to sit still, breaking through the air rapidly. The clouds and mist covering the surface dissipated cleanly, and a large number of cultivators fell on both sides.

"Jin Yu Sect..."

These cultivators didn't go to help Zhong Qian, but scattered into the demonic clouds, catching demonic cultivators and killing each other. Taking advantage of Murong Gong being dragged, they accurately avoided Zhong Qian's troops and surrounded and killed the demonic cultivators one after another.

For a time, the scene was even more chaotic, and screams and angry shouts rose one after another. Li Xuanfeng and Lin Ling Gu Rao watched quietly in the air, only hearing a sharp whistle from the sky, and another piece of demonic clouds flew from the north.

"The troops of Lord Gao and Master Luejin have arrived!"

Someone shouted high below, and saw a piece of scorching Qi spraying. Zhong Qian in the sky changed his face, picked up his spear and retreated, pumping the fire light flying over, and the spear was already slightly red.

A person appeared in the sky, wearing a dark red and black-bottomed large robe, tied with a golden jade belt around his waist, deep eyes and high bridge, the boots on his two legs were dark red, holding a horse halberd in his hand, supporting in the clouds, and laughed:

"Murong family only has this ability? It seems that after a hundred years of holding the Buddhist law, the bones of your family have been worn out!"

Murong Gong's complexion was not good-looking, his voice was gloomy, and he said in a low voice:

"It is Lou Fangjing, why don't you try it yourself? You only know how to talk big."

The man in the dark red robe's complexion sank, and said coldly:

"Murong Gong... my Gao family is the northern surname changed by Emperor Wei Gong. The True Person can talk about it, but how can you call it Lou? Don't know what is good or bad..."

Murong Gong spat and laughed:

"Good, a good Gao surname, it is Lou Chongyang and Tuoba Changming who sold my sixteen tribes of Donghu, ran to the Wei Emperor to beg for wealth, and are still shameless!"

"The Yuan family changed back to Tuoba, and your family is still complacent here, simply shameless!"

Gao Fangjing just looked at him coldly, the horse halberd in his hand paused, and said softly:

"My Gao family ancestors were originally Zhou descendants, how can they be compared with you!"

Between the two talking, a monk stepped out of the air, stopped quietly beside Murong Gong, his face was densely covered with golden patterns, his two eyes were tightly closed, and his face was facing the mist.

Li Xuanfeng listened quietly. Lin Ling Gu Rao on the side felt a bit uncomfortable and asked in a low voice:

"Xuanfeng, should we take action?"

"Just wait a while."

Li Xuanfeng suppressed the long bow, and sure enough, he saw a person flying from beneath his feet, with a solemn expression, wearing the Jin Yu Sect uniform, stopped beside Zhong Qian, took out a thin golden sword from his arms, held the sword flat, and didn't speak.

Several people could watch heavily, and the monk with golden patterns on his face opened his eyes. In the white, there was a golden point the size of a rice grain, straight through the mist, and he said softly:

"Two donors, please appear and see."

Li Xuanfeng and Lin Ling Gu Rao were silent for a breath, collected the thin-as-cicada-wing gauze, and appeared in the air.

The Jin Yu Sect cultivator seemed not to have expected the appearance of the two, and was very surprised, and bowed slightly to the two.

On the demonic cultivator side, the expression was much more wonderful. The monk with golden patterns on his face observed him quietly. Murong Gong's complexion was a bit complex, fear and hatred intertwined, his two lips moved, and he sneered:

"It is Lou dog! Your Wei descendants are here!"

Gao Fangjing seemed not to have heard the words in his mouth at all, and looked at Li Xuanfeng seriously, without speaking, but the horse halberd in his hand was gripped tighter.

The atmosphere in the air was deadlocked because of the appearance of the two, until Murong Gong said gloomily:

"What are the two waiting for?"

"Boom!"

A burst of magic power brilliance exploded in the air. The monk with golden patterns on his face closed his hands, clamped Lin Ling Gu Rao's curved sword, and Gao Fangjing's horse halberd picked, circling the two people in front of him. The golden-red true fire sprayed out, making the two have to lift magic treasures to resist.

Murong Gong raised his eyebrows, facing Li Xuanfeng's eyes, bright patterns lit up bit by bit from the man's chin, and the long bow in his hand was slowly raised, and a bit of golden light fell on the string.

"Damn it!"

He stepped on the purple Qi to shorten the distance, and he had already secretly regretted in his heart. If he had known that Li Xuanfeng and others were coming, Murong Gong would never have provoked Gao Fangjing with words, but just now he thought everything was under control, so he showed disdain.

Although he disdained the Lou family, and even despised his conduct, Gao Fangjing's strength was indeed a bit higher than him, and it was most suitable for him to deal with Li Xuanfeng.

"Forget it... the Lou family is a villain after all. No matter whether you provoke him or not, he won't take action."

He passed a thought like lightning, his ears buzzing, his heart stinging, so he had to pinch the formula to cast a spell, releasing a piece of purple cloud, and hurriedly fell into it, wanting to resist the arrow light.

This was indeed his best response. Li Xuanfeng's reputation had gradually grown, and the enemies he encountered would no longer casually take his magic arrows. The first time was to avoid hiding. Without Gang Qi to explore the enemy, this purple Qi spell was very clever, and Li Xuanfeng couldn't find this person for a while.

But his expression had no waves, letting Murong Gong shrink his head, the long bow lifted lightly, released the golden string, and the monk with golden patterns on his face raised his head, coughing up blood.

This monk wiped it lightly, and the hole in his chest slowly closed. He caught Lin Ling Gu Rao's spell with one hand, and vibrated:

"Murong Daoist..."

His voice fell, seeing Li Xuanfeng's golden bow already pointing at the purple cloud, this man stared quietly, Murong Gong was in a dilemma, and moved the purple cloud to pounce on Lin Ling Gu Rao.

Yet his expression remained unmoved. He let Murong Gong cower, lifted his long bow slightly, and released the golden string. The monk standing to the side, his face covered in golden patterns, suddenly looked up and coughed up blood.

Master Luejin had no anger, the golden patterns on his face flashed, and there was a gentle look in his eyes. He folded his hands on his chest and said softly:

"The little monk is 【Great Mu Dharma Realm】 White Horse Temple Luejin, I have seen the donor."

Li Xuanfeng looked carefully, and the golden patterns on this person's face actually had a sense of clarity, which was completely different from the many Buddhist cultivators he had seen before, which was a bit like the guest Kongheng in the family.

But meeting on the battlefield, how can the two talk more? Li Xuanfeng held the bow, and the brilliant golden light condensed on the string. Luejin stared at this golden light, and his voice was warm and deep:

"The arrow is a weapon that hurts people, and it cannot appear in the Buddhist land." ===== CHAPTER 573 =====

"I am Lü Jin of the White Horse Temple in the 【Great Mu Dharma Realm】, greetings, Benefactor."

Li Xuanfeng took a careful look. The person before him actually possessed a sense of clear magic power, completely different from the many Buddhist cultivators he had seen before; he was actually somewhat like the family's guest elder, Kongheng.

But meeting on the battlefield, how could they allow for much talk? Li Xuanfeng raised his bow as before, brilliant golden light condensing on the string. Lü Jin stared fixedly at this golden light, his voice deep and calm:

"Arrows are instruments that harm people; they cannot manifest the Buddhist land."