Chapter 169: Yuchen Sect, Xiaoming Great Marsh

Clouds and mist dissolved, green haze scattered—

But see a six-cornered cloud raft lying across the long sky, vine shadows and flower light, tassels hanging down, surrounded by nearly a hundred golden hooks and colored bells, not moving with the wind, only ringing slowly, the clear sound was very pleasant to the ear, winding and melodious.

On that six-cornered cloud raft, there was a lion bed a foot wide.

A tall Daoist wearing a purple-blue Eight Trigrams Dharma robe, a lotus crown on his head, and an ancient bell hanging at his waist was holding a golden scroll, sitting coldly on the lion bed.

At this moment.

The golden scroll he held in his hands was shining brightly, full and moist, painting a layer of halo on the surrounding dozens of feet of sea and sky.

Looking closely.

That golden scroll was full of the names of countless Xuanzhen Sect Daoists, written in fly-head small characters, the brushwork was vigorous.

And if the intent was turned to touch the names on the golden scroll.

Images woven from light rain would jump out, also lifelike, no different from the real person.

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"Chen Hang, born in Lanliang City, southern region of Dongmi, 497th year of Yuangao, recommended by Elder Yan Zhen of the Xuanzhen Sect's Executive Room to enter the mountain gate to cultivate, can receive 'Three Qi Illumination Divine Art'..."

Shining brightly on the golden scroll, illuminating the ten-foot sea of clouds, were exactly the two characters "Chen Hang".

Hou Wen operated his superior profound arts, barely suppressing the crazy and growing demonic nature in his heart, and his turbid scarlet pupils cleared slightly, revealing a bit of original clarity.

He tried his best to be patient, scanned the names and portraits carefully, and then cast his gaze toward Chen Hang in the Yangshan Divine Domain.

Comparing the two.

It was finally confirmed to be correct.

Only then did he laugh loudly twice, threw the golden scroll far away, his expression showing a bit of ferocity besides joy.

The golden scroll in his hand recorded the names and appearances of all the Daoists of the Yuchen Sect's Daoist vein in this southern region.

As long as one approaches.

There must be a sense!

This scroll is divided into positive and negative volumes. Only by combining the positive and negative volumes can one view them to one's heart's content without obstruction.

This is also to facilitate these patrol Daoists responsible for the Daoist vein examination to make evaluations and conclusions one by one.

The positive volume was originally held by Sima Lingzhen, while the negative volume was in Hou Wen's hands.

After Sima Lingzhen was caught off guard and killed by the Blood Demon transformed by Fa Shanji.

Fortunately, whether it was Chen Ying or Ai Jian.

Neither had any interest in the jade scroll on his body, which benefited Hou Wen, allowing him to luckily combine the positive and negative volumes.

Over these days.

He had been holding this golden scroll, searching everywhere.

On one hand, it was to fulfill the sect's decree to pacify the people and quell the rebellion.

On the other hand.

It was to hope that through the sense of this golden scroll, he could find a Xuanzhen Sect disciple who might still be alive.

After all, since Ai Jian was exiled to the southern region, although he had not put effort into managing it, he just let this Daoist vein fend for itself.

But because of his fame, over the years, the Xuanzhen Sect had still absorbed quite a few disciples.

Ai Jian, together with Chen Ying, released Fa Shanji, created a tragic killing, and disintegrated the Yuchen Sect's Daoist vein in the southern region in broad daylight.

And under the killing.

It even killed a Sima Lingzhen, and implicated him in becoming ash.

This is not a small matter.

It can be easily brushed off...

Whether out of public or private interest.

Hou Wen needed to find a Xuanzhen Sect disciple who was still alive, bring him back to the Yuchen Sect, and hand him over to the elders and superiors of the Xuanjiao Hall to reduce his guilt and facilitate his escape.

He originally thought this was just a small matter that could be easily accomplished.

After all, there were many Xuanzhen Sect disciples.

Even if Fa Shanji had killed all the disciples in Little Gan Mountain that day, slaughtering them cleanly.

But who knows.

Maybe there were a few who were traveling or visiting friends, and perhaps they escaped a disaster?

However, although Hou Wen's expectation was good.

But when the situation progressed, it did not go according to his wishes.

Since Fa Shanji made trouble and Sima Lingzhen died, a full half a month had passed.

He had also been searching bitterly day and night for half a month.

But he hadn't found a single living Xuanzhen Sect disciple...

Seeing time passing bit by bit, the injuries inflicted on him by Fa Shanji with the "Six Desires Great Demon True Light" were also getting heavier.

Not only was his magic power consumed greatly, his elixir nature was polluted, and his brain spirit was weak.

And his heart consciousness had also become turbid and chaotic.

Often there were violent, sinister intentions surging, difficult to control, and he had completely lost his calm and composed appearance of the past.

Making Hou Wen even more uneasy in his anxiety...

And this time.

It was just a routine patrol.

Even Hou Wen did not hold much hope for whether he could find a living Xuanzhen Sect person.

But heaven does not cut off all paths.

The golden scroll in his hand suddenly shone brightly, emitting a dazzling light, making the anxious Hou Wen lose his color in joy, and he couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.

"Finally found one! Success! Returning to the sect, there is finally an explanation!"

At this moment.

He shouted in his heart, his eyes flashing violently, scarlet like blood inside.

"However... I have the 'Small Four Reaching Heaven Bell' bestowed by that senior, combined with my innate divine calculation, how could I not have foreseen this scene today? Foreseen this Chen Hang? It is strange and bizarre..."

At the same time.

Hou Wen's face also showed some doubt.

He had been proficient in heavenly machine techniques since he was young.

When he was still cultivating in the four lower courtyards, he relied on a hand of innate divine calculation to kill his way into the ranks of the top ten disciples, and then logically joined the Yuchen Sect's upper sect.

And after joining the upper sect, he was even valued by a senior, who bestowed the "Small Four Reaching Heaven Bell", which was like adding wings to a tiger in deducing heavenly secrets!

When he came to the southern region this time, he had previously cast a hex, which resulted in a great ominous sign.

Sima Lingzhen did not take it seriously.

In the end.

It was Sima Lingzhen who miserably lost his life, which was exactly this tribulation...

With the "Small Four Reaching Heaven Bell" in hand, his hex casting was almost invincible!

But why.

Could he not calculate this Xuanzhen Sect disciple named Chen Hang?

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But the doubt that had just surged disappeared instantly.

No longer paying attention.

His heart consciousness, polluted by the "Six Desires Great Demon True Light", could no longer reproduce the calm of ordinary days, and being able to suppress the violent and sinister killing intent was entirely due to the help of the third-grade Golden Core in his body.

Hou Wen waved his hand impatiently, a glass-like qi group rushed out from the top of his head, fell down, and suddenly made a loud roar, shaking the mountains and rivers, with an arrogant momentum, brushing toward the Yangshan Divine Domain.

The barrier between the incense divine domain and the present world was like paper, easily broken—

Tu Shan Ge immediately shook his body, his face turned pale, and blood stains appeared at the corners of his mouth.

And everyone in the Divine Domain felt a trance, the world spinning, and when they could see things again, they realized they had been moved to the present world.

"This bell... could it be the 'Small Four Reaching Heaven Bell'?"

The Escape Dun Dun Jiesuo saw the ancient bell hanging at Hou Wen's waist, and suddenly felt a chill in its heart: "This person has a great background, not an ordinary disciple!"

And on the side.

Chen Hang had just stood firm when he faced Hou Wen's scarlet eyes that were almost dripping blood.

"Don't panic... I am Hou Wen of the Yuchen Sect, the patrol Daoist responsible for the Daoist vein examination in the southern region this time. Speaking of which, I am still your senior of the upper sect..."

Hou Wen took a deep breath, put his hands into his big sleeves, closed his eyes to suppress the crazy and surging emotions in his heart, and then opened his eyes, trying to be as gentle as possible:

"You are Chen Hang? A disciple of the Xuanzhen Sect?"

"Exactly this disciple."

Chen Hang bowed and replied.

At this moment.

He suddenly felt a bad feeling, and hurriedly said:

"Please forgive me, Zhenren, this disciple—"

"If it is you, then it is fine!"

He was still waiting for Chen Hang to finish speaking.

At this moment.

The vast magic power in Hou Wen's body suddenly became chaotic, and he could no longer suppress the "Six Desires Great Demon True Light"!

All kinds of filthy and blasphemous heavenly demon sounds suddenly rang out in his ears, sharp and noisy, carrying the bone-chilling despair, resentment, poison, and regret!

Hou Wen's chest swelled, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fishy and foul blood, his heart consciousness becoming even more chaotic.

His expression was fierce for a moment, he flicked his sleeves and threw out a ray of smoke evil light, fixing Chen Hang's figure.

This moment was like lightning!

Chen Hang was shocked in his heart, and just subconsciously operated the sword talisman bestowed by Qiao Yubi, but another strange magic power attacked, making Chen Hang's body stiffen, and his actions were stopped abruptly.

"Don't kill him! The bell hanging on this person is the 'Small Four Reaching Heaven Bell'! If you release sword qi to behead him, you will be in an endless struggle with that old monster!"

At this time.

The Escape Dun Dun Jiesuo's panic-stricken sound transmission came.

"You—"

Chen Hang's eyes flashed coldly, and just as he was about to speak.

Hou Wen's voice sounded muffled:

"You just follow me back to Xiaoming Great Marsh. Don't worry... it's just to let the superiors of the Xuanjiao Hall see you, there is absolutely no life or death interest. I will owe you a favor, and then give you a blessing as a reward!"

After speaking.

Chen Hang only felt the smoke evil light that bound his body rushing toward his face.

His body was already restrained, and he had nowhere to hide.

His head felt dizzy for a moment, and in just an instant, he lost consciousness.

"Damn it! Fa Shanji, Chen Ying... I swear to smash you into pieces! Only then will I eliminate this hatred!"

After restraining Chen Hang.

Hou Wen spat out another mouthful of turbid blood, his expression fierce, his whole body magic power surging, his eyes instantly turning scarlet.

He knew that if he delayed for a few more days in this state, he would truly be confused and start a massacre.

Only by returning to the Yuchen Sect's mountain gate.

And asking the elders of the sect to suppress him with great supernatural power and magic power, could he recover his clear appearance.

Therefore, after restraining Chen Hang and achieving his goal.

He didn't dare to be slow at all, jumped up from the lion bed, and jumped out of the six-cornered cloud raft.

He hurriedly found a flatter open space, landed, waved his big sleeves, and threw four small flags toward the east, west, south, and north directions.

Afterward, he hurriedly moved out a golden jade Dharma altar, placed it on the offering table, sprayed his mouth, and took the spiritual energy of the void earth vein.

Boom boom, like a river rushing—

Tu Shan Ge and the others were all stunned, dumbfounded, and couldn't react for a while.

After a while.

Tu Shan Ge finally collected his shocked gaze, bit the bullet and stepped forward, trembling:

"This Zhenren, please release my master, if there is any offense—"

"This Zhenren is not blaming him, but wants to give him a blessing!

It was Ai Jian, that bastard, who assisted Chen Ying in slaughtering the Xuanzhen Sect, what does it have to do with your master? Even if you talk until the sky breaks, it won't implicate him!"

Hou Wen, who was arranging the Dharma altar ceremony, turned his eyes upon hearing this, his eyes full of fierce light, scaring the fox to shrug his shoulders and tremble.

"Forget it..."

Looking at the group of foxes who didn't even dare to breathe.

Hou Wen was startled inexplicably, and then said impatiently:

"Your master will probably be cultivating in the Eastern Domain in the future, so I will take you all away and let you be his companions!"

After speaking.

He took out a crystal-clear Dharma conch, shook it, and took Chen Hang and the Tu Shan Ge who couldn't react in time into it.

After doing all this.

He continued to step on the gang dou, chanting Dharma spells, and then used his divine intent to lead the spiritual machine from all directions to perfect the sense.

Just when Hou Wen was immersed in this.

But he didn't know.

At some point, a strange child with high eyebrows and a blood-dripping Dharma robe was squatting on his head, playing with his crystal Dharma conch slowly.

"This kid... I thought he was going to Qiaoming Gorge, but he was intercepted by someone from the Yuchen Sect halfway? The number of heaven is truly mysterious and unpredictable!"

The Wusheng child smacked his lips, hesitated several times, and finally decided:

"Forget it, I am a dignified immortal treasure, it is always not good to break my promise! I will give you a share of the opportunity of the 'Formless Lie Sword Cave'!

However, you are not a blood descendant of the Xu family of the Red Dragon, and it is impossible for me to enter the sword cave to protect you... Carrying this opportunity, I fear it is hot for you, you can see it but can't eat it, it is useless!"

He pointed his finger, and a small red sword floated out, directly penetrating the Dharma conch and soaking into Chen Hang's brow, disappearing in an instant.

"After you cultivate to the Purple Palace, you can open this Dharma prohibition. Alright, I should take that bastard Xu Zhi to the Three Worlds Heaven."

The Wusheng child muttered, threw the Dharma conch back to Hou Wen, and then split the void and disappeared, leaving only his voice in place:

"Your father is truly a character, I hope you can live longer, don't die too early at his hands..."

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After this series of actions, Hou Wen was unaware and did not notice any abnormality.

And after a cup of tea.

With the last spell finished.

Hou Wen respectfully took out a talisman decree, placed it on the Dharma altar, then stepped back a few steps, bowed, and a ray of light rushed out from the top of his head, like rain, falling toward the flags inserted in all directions.

Instantly.

Only see the fog and smoke opening, the clouds and wind stopping, and a strange scene appeared on the Dharma altar.

Looking up, only see a spacious and quiet hall, where a six or seven-year-old child stood lazily.

He was holding a dragon-tiger jade ruyi, leaning against the corridor pillar, nodding his head and dozing off.

Suddenly.

The child seemed to be awakened by some sound, opened his eyes, and happened to meet Hou Wen's gaze.

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong Hou—"

"Is Elder Xun not in the hall?"

Before the child could finish speaking, Hou Wen interrupted.

"... Elder Wei and Elder Sun of the Jingluo Hall are visiting him. Right now, Master is drinking tea and tasting elixir with these two."

The child was shocked when he saw the red light in Hou Wen's pupils, but he still suppressed his fear and answered honestly.

"So that is how it is..."

Hou Wen struggled to suppress his murderous nature and replied as amiably as he could:

"I have now found a living person from the Xuanzhen Sect and wish to activate a Hidden-Drifting Flying-Firmament Talisman to cross the sea borders and bring myself back to the sect. I ask that you and Elder Xun quickly pass on a message so he may help me suppress this demonic nature!"

"A Hidden-Drifting Flying-Firmament Talisman?"

Upon hearing this, the young attendant could not help but exclaim:

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong Hou, you—"

"I know this talisman is precious, but it is useless to hide it now. If I delay any longer, I fear I will cause a blood catastrophe."

Hou Wen gave a bitter laugh.

"This young one understands!"

The young attendant's expression turned solemn, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Many thanks."

Hou Wen let out a long sigh, put away the Dharma altar and other items, reached into his sleeve, took out a talisman paper, and tore it.

The next instant.

A hazy Dharma light rose up, wrapping around his body, and with a boom, he shot straight toward the clouds!

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