Chapter 842: Dispute

Wilderness. The heavy rain was pouring, and the dark clouds of Jiangbei were layered, drifting south with the wind, stirring up a vast, waterfall-like water flow on this barren hilly land.

The low buildings on the ground disappeared rapidly in the heavy rain, and a group of black-dotted figures struggled twice in the flood, disappearing at a faster speed. In the sky, streaks of flashing escape light lit up, galloping over.

The leader was in a black robe, his momentum was extremely fierce, his eyes were evil and gloomy, he stopped on the shore with streaks of black Qi, his face was extremely ugly, and a group of black-robed cultivators followed closely behind.

He had the 【Gui Ming Xuan Ling】 with hazy and dazzling colors around his waist. First, he swept it gloomily, held up the 【Gui Ming Xuan Ling】, recited a few spells in his mouth, and his eyes lit up.

The cultivators behind shouted: "Hall Master! This place has reached the wilderness, and going south will reach Qingchi!"

The cultivators on both sides said so, and the demonic cultivator's face was even uglier. The token in his hand kept shaking, his face was gloomy, and he replied:

"There is no escape light in the South. This person will never fly so fast. According to the 【Gui Ming Xuan Ling】, he should have fallen into the wilderness. Search! The 【Gui Ming Xuan Ling】 can track his position every moment, and he must not be allowed to escape!"

A group of cultivators scattered, and the demonic cultivator called the Hall Master held the token, scanning the earth gloomily. The sound below was noisy, and there was soon a dispute. A woman rode the wind up and arrived in front of him.

This woman held a gray ring and was quite beautiful, making the man's eyes light up. Listening to the woman's gentle voice: "It turns out to be Hall Master Bai, what is the matter that labor you, come to my wilderness?"

Bai Daoist glanced at the woman, seeing that his subordinates were blocked by two early Foundation Establishment people below, he knew that the other party's origin was not small, suppressed his dissatisfaction, raised his eyebrows and said:

"The wilderness is a place without an owner, who is your master?"

If it weren't for Bai Daoist getting the opportunity, these loose cultivators of the East Sea would not be as good as Miaoshui. Seeing her, he would have to be respectful. But now he could put on a master's appearance. Miaoshui could only grit her teeth and whisper:

"Although the wilderness has no owner, the various families near Wangyue Lake are all separated from my Wangyue Lake, and in terms of emotion and reason, they are all protected by my family."

"Wangyue Lake?"

Bai Daoist felt a bit hesitant in his heart, and said in his mouth:

"A few days ago, the elders of your clan were also attacked. Now that something big happened in Baijiang, I am afraid it is the same batch of people. Let's search together."

He did not wait for Miaoshui to agree, waved his hand lightly, and the cultivators on both sides scattered rapidly. Miaoshui's face changed greatly, shouting:

"What does Hall Master Bai mean."

Bai Daoist had a group of demonic cultivators, and one out of ten could not make up a normal person. How could he let this group of people do whatever they wanted in the wilderness? But Miaoshui and others were outnumbered, so they could only crush the jade talisman and say coldly:

"Hall Master Bai, think clearly, the many cultivators of my family are on the river, and it won't take a few moments to come over. If it triggers a great war between the two families, it is not a good thing!"

'Cui Jueyin, Ding Weijian are both fighting with Duxian Dao, can they rush back? We galloped all the way, the cultivators on both sides of the river must know. If these people leave, can Duxian Dao sit idly by?'

He found an excuse and dealt with them with a few words, but then saw Li Fire lighting up the western sky. Several dazzling rays of light arrived one after another, manifesting their forms in the clouds. The man in the lead had golden eyes and a completely expressionless face; he said coldly:

"Hall Master Bai... what are you doing?"

Chen Yang behind him had a cold expression, and Li Minggong and Qu Bushi, who arrived slightly late, stood low-key in the clouds.

Bai Daoist saw Li Jiangqian, and felt even more uncomfortable in his heart. On the surface, he changed his face and smiled: "Patriarch Li, someone killed my protector in 【Huaihun Hall】 and fled to the wilderness. This place is to search..."

Li Jiangqian glanced at the motley crew under him and said casually:

"Then this is delayed. How fast is the Foundation Establishment cultivator flying? Now the one who should go has gone, where is the need to search? Hall Master, don't you have any crooked thoughts under the banner of catching people."

He said this unceremoniously, and Bai Daoist's face turned cold.

This old demonic cultivator actually didn't look down on Li Jiangqian much, and cursed secretly in his heart: 'I continue the Zifu Daoist lineage, and I am a person destined to be Zifu. Wangyue Lake also has Li Zhouwei who has the grasp of Zifu, which is considered a level with me. You Li Jiangqian, a character like a grandson, also dare to have a cold face in front of me? Don't know what is good or bad!'

After these years of arrogance and domineering, he has already derived a set of theories, and his status is almost comparable to Zifu. Chen Yang on the side pressed the sword around his waist, his eyes were gloomy, and his thoughts were surprisingly similar to his:

'A dog-like thing, rubbed some luck, pushed out as a scapegoat, and dare to be against my family...'

Li Jiangqian absolutely could not let this Bai Daoist Bai do whatever he wanted in the wilderness. He did not move an inch, looked at him calmly, and actually had a taste of swords drawn and bows bent. Just seeing a group of cultivators flying from the east, dressed in gold, the leader was full of smiles, saying straight:

"Hall Master Bai, why do you patronize the wilderness!"

Bai Daoist was actually quite familiar with this person, and smiled: "It turns out to be Daoist Tian of Xuanmu. I came to search for people... That person killed my people and was seriously injured. He can't run far. He must have fallen here. Please let me go..."

"Good, good, good."

The cultivators of the Xuanmu Daoist lineage agreed immediately and let people go down. 【Huaihun Hall】 lacked everything, but there were countless demonic cultivators under it. One or two led, and they went down.

The Xuanmu Daoist lineage was a demonic path in the early years, and the inside was also chaotic. The True Monarch's matter would definitely not be told to the cultivators below. Li Jiangqian glanced at it, and sure enough, he did not see the direct line of the Dai family, so he knew that these were all small characters. Zhu Gong went north, and I don't know how nervous the Muquan Sect was.

Who knew that this Daoist Tian just agreed, and a strong man with a golden mask on the side said solemnly: "Daoist, 【Huaihun Hall】 has many demonic cultivators. If left alone, I am afraid it will hurt the commoners in the wilderness."

This sentence made Daoist Tian very embarrassed, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he smiled:

"Since Fellow Daoist Fu Yuezi has a compassionate heart, just follow him."

Fu Yuezi obviously didn't live well under the Muquan Sect, but this person had a straight head. He said he would go, and he really went down. Qu Bushi recognized him and showed an indignant look. Li Jiangqian frowned and looked at the singing and harmony in the North, and his heart gradually had a premonition.

Bai Daoist agreed, seeing Li Jiangqian indifferent, sure enough, he held up the token in his hand, calculated slightly, and had a look of anxiety. He turned to look at Li Jiangqian and whispered: "Patriarch Li! I will not go around with you anymore. This person's treasure is crucial to my Mifan Daoist lineage. Please sell Wangyue a face. If there are any casualties later, if a few people die, my family will compensate you with a few people!"

Population in the mouths of these overseas demonic cultivators is nothing more than resources that can be counted, Li Jiangqian thought secretly, standing in the air, smiling:

"Hall Master, go back wherever you came from! I can't let you pass."

No matter how 【Huaihun Hall】 tosses, it is definitely not a good character in the eyes of the True Monarch. And escaping from the hands of 【Huaihun Hall】, this unknown character is extremely useful.

Even if this character is not a good thing, in order not to offend 【Huaihun Hall】 and withdraw from the East Bank, from the reputation of the Li family and the overall situation, it has an extremely bad influence.

'Forced to the door, absolutely cannot not intervene.'

But he said this sentence, Bai Daoist seemed to have expected it, his eyes were deep.

In Bai Daoist's eyes, the Li family is currently empty inside, and a group of capable subordinates have gone to the North. As long as he blocks the three or five people in front of him and rushes into the wilderness at high speed, the Li family cannot stop it.

And the wilderness is just the size of the Li family's attached families, not the Wangyue Lake of the Li family. Does Li Jiangqian need to turn against him, this future Zifu, because of a few mortals? Like the Muquan Sect is normal!

This black-clothed old man then pretended to be polite and forced: "Patriarch still consider it! I am afraid I have to ask the noble clan for advice and discuss with my hall."

Following his order, a strong man with a sturdy body and wide eyes stepped forward, his momentum was fierce, but he was full of blood and filth, looking not very intimidating.

He was full of confidence, but the golden-eyed man before him laughed aloud and replied:

"Since the Hall Master has said so, please wait a moment!"

He stepped forward, searched through his storage bag, took out a golden hammer, and showed it to the two of them.

"This..."

Daoist Bai stared with wide eyes, never expecting Li Jiangqian to suddenly erupt. He swung the golden hammer backward, and a surging apricot-yellow Li Fire followed closely behind, smashing toward the man's face like lightning. Li Jiangqian laughed as he said:

"What kind of trash is this!"

"Boom!"

The burly man had no time to react before he was struck on the chin by the hammer. The visible blood flying out was instantly burned into black smoke by the Li Fire, and the massive apricot-yellow flames poured down, shining brightly in the torrential rain.

"Awoo..."

A piercing roar instantly resounded through the night sky. The burly man, covered in flowing Li Fire, was sent flying high into the air by the hammer. He only stopped his momentum in mid-air, scrambling to extinguish the flames.

"Li Jiangqian! You're crazy!"

Daoist Bai never expected that Li Jiangqian, who had been smiling a moment ago, would swing his hammer the next, without even a moment to change his expression!

Moreover, as a dignified Immortal Clan patriarch with noble bloodline, his cultivation was only at the early Foundation Establishment stage. Even if a fight broke out, he should have retreated early and let his subordinates protect him; yet he dared to be the first to start the trouble!

Anger rose in his heart. Just as he raised his hand, another hammer blow came. The apricot-yellow Li Fire descended, burning his yin energy until it boiled, yet his magic sword was still hanging at his waist, not yet drawn.

But following closely behind was the true fire, fluttering like feathers. Li Minggong was watching most intently and reacted even faster than Chen Yang. The cultivators below began to stir, and the few from the Muquan Gate stared in a daze: "This... they're fighting already? Li Zhouwei is not here, and the Wangyue Lake is already struggling enough against the 【Du Immortal Dao】; do they have to add the 【Huaihun Hall】 as well?"

But everything allowed them no time to think. As Li Jiangqian swung his second hammer, he had already turned into flames and retreated. Daoist Bai was burning with rage, but he was suppressed by a series of true fires until he couldn't catch his breath. He thought to himself: "【Huaiyin Secret Art】!"

Then, a patch of ink-green radiance surged from his body. Li Minggong merely frowned, placed the 【Six-Cornered Red Flame Lamp】 in front of her, pursed her red lips, and spat out a patch of true fire, borrowing the power of this magic treasure.

She had mastered the 【Mysterious Ta Art Transformation】 of the Tujun Gate. This mouthful of flames, aided by the 【Pure Feather Li Fire】 and the magic treasure, was astonishingly powerful. Daoist Bai's "Huaiyin Ghost" was not very powerful to begin with, nor was its grade high, and it happened to be countered by the opponent's true fire. The ink-green radiance instantly vanished into ashes, and he was suppressed with a flushed face.

The battle had not yet truly begun, and the group of demonic cultivators who had just gathered around were stunned once again upon seeing this scene.

"Huh?"

"I clearly never heard that this Li Minggong was so powerful..."

As the Hall Master of the 【Huaihun Hall】, Daoist Bai was known as the orthodox successor of the Mifan Daoist tradition. During these days, his power had been heaven-shaking and arrogant, yet he was suppressed by Li Minggong's flames until he couldn't move. It was simply a matter of losing face to the extreme...

Even Daoist Bai himself was flushed red and somewhat confused. When he conquered Tangjin, Senior Situ Biao did not have much lifespan left, nor did he have any formidable magic treasures in his hands. He didn't even need to take action himself; a swarm of demonic cultivators rushed up and beat him to death...

Now, suddenly facing a true Immortal Clan descendant, his Huaiyin was burned by the true fire, and his amateur skills were instantly exposed. He only felt that the opponent's flames were extremely fierce and found it extremely difficult to cope.

Seeing this performance, not only was everyone stunned, but Li Minggong herself hesitated for a moment: "Is this guy really so unable to take it? I shouldn't injure or kill him... If the north lacks people later, it will ruin other people's business."

But Daoist Bai, in a fit of rage, hurriedly took up the 【Gui Ming Xuan Order】 and released its radiance. Suddenly, a man wearing sturdy armor, with a pale, iron-blue face and a ferocious appearance, relied on this magic treasure to manifest and pounced toward the fire.

This man was aggressive, his sparse hair was gray, and his body was filled with Geng Metal energy mixed with cold yin energy, possessing quite a daunting majesty.

Li Minggong happened to withdraw her strength, letting this person break through the flames and pounce over. She blocked with a wave of her sleeve, using the surging true fire to stop the opponent, and looked at his face with a fixed gaze, feeling somewhat complicated:

"Senior Situ Biao..."

This old man was Senior Situ Biao, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Senior Situ family who had covered the retreat of the others. He was also the current Tangjin Gate Master. After being stripped of his spirit artifacts and talismans by True Person Tianhuo, he had fled in a sorry state. Seeing him again today, he had become someone else's magic treasure...

"With his status and the current awkward position of the Tangjin Gate, he must have been unable to leave even if he wanted to, and could only obediently sacrifice himself..."

Daoist Bai was not here to fight, so he had to suppress his full heart of rage, rode the wind, and took the opportunity to rush toward the ground. He had only pounced out a short distance when he saw a bright light before him, and a person appeared.

This person had a swallow-like chin and tiger-like whiskers, a sturdy build, and wore red armor. His body shone with red light like fire, and he held a staff in his hand. Those eyes seemed to have some miraculous blessing, piercing over like an awl, making people shrink back at the sight.

Daoist Bai only felt a sense of danger rush to his heart and immediately stopped. But he never expected that on the other side, a man holding a scroll would appear, gentle and refined, with equally profound cultivation. He raised his eyebrows and looked over, saying politely:

"I heard Hall Master Bai... wants to spar?"

Ding Weijian was not so polite. He looked at him coldly, his long staff pointing straight at the opponent's brow, as if he might strike down with it at any moment. His tone was as cold as ice: "Son of a bitch!"

Characters appearing in this chapter

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Li Minggong "Zhili Xing" 【Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage】

Li Jiangqian "Dali Shu" 【Foundation Establishment Early Stage】

Cui Jueyin "Changming Jie" 【Foundation Establishment Peak】

Ding Weijian "Dianyang Hu" 【Foundation Establishment Late Stage】

Daoist Bai "Huaiyin Gui" 【Foundation Establishment Late Stage】

Chen Yang "Jing Dragon King" 【Foundation Establishment Early Stage】

Li Xuanxuan 【Qi Refining 9th Layer】 【Bo Lineage Descendant】

Li Quewan "Hou Hou Shen Shu" 【Foundation Establishment Early Stage】