Fengyunlu

As Long Tiexin finished speaking, a hint of confusion crossed his eyes. His stubbornness kept him from saying much, and he simply bit his lip silently. Inwardly, he must have been blaming himself for not being able to help, and for hindering his Thunder Power. This prevented him from going directly to Sanxian Island, forcing him to bite the bullet and go to Yaochi, the place he had an old grudge against, to humbly beg for help.

Lei Gong was aloof and arrogant, and socializing wasn't his strong suit. However, he and Long Tiexin supported each other through hard times. Although their feelings weren't expressed explicitly, others could easily see the depth of their affection for each other. It was just that neither of them expressed this feeling out loud.

Fengchen was standing nearby, and he just glanced at Bai Lu before tactfully avoiding him. His actions were accidentally witnessed by the Yaochi fairies in the main hall. Although they didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, they knew that they should tactfully avoid him at such times. So they also went about their own business, some checking on Bai Lu's injuries, some chatting. Everyone in the Zixiao Hall avoided him, intentionally or unintentionally, as if nothing had happened.

Lei Gong had noticed all of this, of course, and Long Tiexin understood it immediately. They exchanged a glance, each a bit awkward, but as they parted, they simply stared at each other deeply, a look that spoke volumes, though neither spoke a word.

Finally, Lei Gong nodded gently and said calmly: "Okay, go and do your thing, and we'll talk when you come back."

"Yes." Long Tiexin bowed and agreed, then turned around briskly and returned to the main hall to continue entertaining guests.

Since the two of them were now silent, Fairy Ji Yao didn't stay any longer. She nodded to Lei Gong, said goodbye to Long Tiexin, and then hurried back to Yaochi with Fengchen and Jiutian Yuanjun.

The road was silent, and by the time they reached Yaochi, the sky was gradually darkening. Thick fairy clouds rolled in the sunset, and the fairyland of Yaochi sat atop the clouds, and the sunset seemed to sink with them.

On a cloud, steam rose, and as the setting sun shone, a vast rainbow bridge formed. The rainbow connected heaven and earth, casting a faint, iridescent halo over the celestial cloud. Within the halo stood a fairy. She wore an aqua dress, adorned with gold and jade jewelry, a phoenix hairpin in her hair, and a satin green ribbon fluttered in the breeze. Even her long, loose, slightly graying hair swayed in the breeze, making her already slender and beautiful face even more captivating.

Fairy Bai Lu immediately spotted the emerald green, and then she disappeared without a trace, waving to the fairy, "Senior Sister Yuzhan, Master is back."

Fairy Yuzhin smiled. She had long seen the distant light. Furthermore, Fairy Jiyao was the Immortal Lord. Her return to the West Kunlun region would naturally be felt by the Yaochi Fairyland. She was on duty today, and upon seeing the mountain gate, she knew the Immortal Lord had returned. Hearing Fairy Bailu's words, she hurriedly parted the clouds.

Jade ribbons fluttered on both sides, and the fairy mist in the sky instantly dispersed, revealing a quiet fairy path. Looking up, the fairyland was picturesque, with light mist floating underfoot. The aquamarine jade steps and stone bridge led to the fairyland, and birds and beasts greeted them with laughter and joy.

"Welcome the Immortal Lord back to the mountain..."

Fairy Yuzhi took the lead in saluting, and many voices echoed in the clouds and mist. Then more than a dozen fairies appeared, each of them had a heavenly appearance. They all bowed slightly and saluted in the direction of Ji Yao.

Fairy Ji Yao landed in the clouds, her face full of gentleness. She waved to everyone, indicating that there was no need for formalities. Then she turned to Lei Gong, who was following closely behind, and extended her hand, saying, "Master Lei, please."

"Sister Ji Yao, you're welcome, please." Lei Gong flashed and Lei Ting appeared, followed by Feng Chen.

The two of them exchanged pleasantries with Ji Yao, then looked up at the Yaochi Fairyland. Unlike Lei Gong, Fengchen had rarely left home since childhood, and this was his first time there. Seeing the ethereal, ethereal aura and feeling the refreshing spirituality, it was completely different from his previous experiences in the desert of Fengsha Castle and the misty sea of ​​Cangyun Sect. There was an indescribable sense of auspiciousness here, as if an opportunity was waiting for him the moment he entered.

Lei Gong, on the other hand, had mixed feelings. He had been to Yaochi Fairyland more than once, always to cause trouble, his heart filled with righteousness and anger, never minding the beauty. Now, he came again with a plea for help. His former creditor had now come to beg for help, and he felt really bad, his face showing a complicated expression.

"Aunt Ji Yao, are there any special rules or things I need to pay attention to in the Yao Chi Fairyland? If so, could you tell me so that I don't accidentally step into any minefields after entering and get myself into trouble." Feng Chen seemed to see through Lei Gong's worries. Although he didn't know what had happened between them, his intuition and observation of Lei Gong's expression made him guess some of the past, so he took the initiative to speak, hoping to make Lei Gong relax a little.

Fairy Ji Yao understood his good intentions, smiled and waved her hand, and said lightly: "Child, as a junior, you don't have to be so nervous. As long as you don't offend your sister Bai Lu, you can come here as you like."

"Master is right. If you really offend me, not only will your senior sisters not let you go, even if you escape back to grandpa, you will at least be beaten with a stick." Fairy Bai Lu took over the conversation. Facing her cousin who had the same unfortunate fate, she seemed unusually relaxed.

Fengchen also came down the stairs: "That won't do. I'm already so scared before even entering. How can I have the courage to step into the fairyland of Yaochi?"

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Fairy Bai Lu led Feng Chen to the Jade Bridge. Taking three steps forward, they vanished from sight. It turned out that this fairyland before them, the scene of the Yaochi Lake, was both real and illusory. The Jade Bridge was both a decoy and a gateway to the depths of the fairyland.

However, this Jade Bridge wasn't the main entrance to Yaochi; it was merely a shortcut used by the Immortal Lord to return to the mountain. It bypassed the ancestral lands of the front mountain and led directly to the heart of the fairyland. Therefore, Fairy Yuzhi cast a spell to reveal the Jade Bridge. Across from it lay the courtyard where Fairy Jiyao's palace was located, the same place Bai Ximo had previously arrived.

However, Fairy Yuzhin was unaware of the arrival of outsiders. She assumed Fairy Jiyao was simply returning to the mountain, so she lifted the restrictions on her bedroom, appearing somewhat unprepared. However, Fairy Jiyao didn't mind. She had a deep friendship with Lei Gong, and Lei Gong's healing process also needed to pass through her bedroom and into the fairy pool—the Yaochi.

"Master Lei." Fairy Ji Yao extended the invitation again, pointing to the jade bridge, and the expression on her face indicated that Lei Gong didn't need to worry too much.

Lei Gong nodded, and when Fairy Ji Yao turned around and walked ahead, he quickly followed. Then Jiu Tian Yuanjun and others entered the fairyland one after another.

When the crowd vanished, Fairy Yuzhi waved her hand, and the jade belts on either side fluttered in the wind. Thick fairy clouds rolled again, and the Yaochi Fairyland before her instantly vanished. If anyone were present at that moment, they would probably have difficulty discovering the true location of the Yaochi Fairyland. However, Fairy Jiyao had already ordered the mountain gates to be opened. Therefore, if anyone from the Xuanmen sect came to visit, or if mortals sought help or sought a disciple, they only needed to call out in their thoughts, and the guards, such as Fairy Yuzhi, would appear, inquire about their purpose, and decide on the next steps.

After completing these tasks, the Jade Hairpin Fairy slowly vanished, and the other ten or so fairies who had appeared also dispersed, their whereabouts unknown. The vast Rainbow Bridge gradually vanished as the sun gradually set. However, amidst this tranquility, a fairy cloud seemed to tremble slightly. No one noticed, let alone a figure that flashed by and gradually disappeared into the southwest, disappearing to an unknown destination.

In the deepest part of Yaochi Mountain, there is an unknown ancient cave. Inside the cave, a pair of eyes slowly opened, and then a slight, slightly surprised, and somewhat angry voice uttered: "Huh? This is... it's him!!"

Boom~

The cave suddenly became bright, and the flickering candlelight showed a hint of anger. The owner of the eyes stood up suddenly. Her face was covered by a veil, and her expression was difficult to identify. But the hostility revealed in her eyes and the flickering light in the cave clearly showed that her anger was constantly rising.

But the next moment, her eyes suddenly shifted, her brows furrowed slightly, and she turned to look in a certain direction. A glint of insight flashed across her eyes. She muttered to herself, then to someone else, "You've come to Yaochi Mountain time and again to stir up trouble. Do you really think I, Gu Yuan, am easy to bully?"

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and Master Gu Yuan disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was already outside the Yaochi Lake. He slapped out a palm on a cloud. The ethereal and ethereal power of the Taiyin was drawn from the Yaochi Lake. Somehow, Master Gu Yuan used his magic to strike it into a cloud.

With a bang, the cloud and mist trembled three times, but no human figure appeared. It was just that something was hit by Gu Yuan in a trance. After the cloud and mist trembled, there was no movement, and Master Gu Yuan also stopped attacking.

"Hmph!" She snorted coldly, and Master Gu Yuan turned and left.

Deep in the South China Sea, there is an ancient sect hidden - the Cangyun Sect. It is surrounded by a vast sea of ​​clouds and is mysterious and unpredictable.

In front of the Baiyun Hall of the Jiuxian Temple, Bai Xiyuan, Bai Xide, and a dozen other junior brothers and sisters landed hurriedly.

A pale-faced disciple with a trembling beard asked Bai Xiyuan softly, "Third Brother, I heard that Emperor Chunqiu planned to let the enemy go when we went to Thunder Mountain this time. Did Master arrange this behind the scenes?"

Bai Xiyuan paused, pondered for a moment, then slowly walked into the hall and replied, "There are some things we can't interfere with. As the Great Emperor, Mr. Luo must have his own plans. Regarding this, we should communicate directly with Master and not make blind guesses in private."

As Bai Xiyuan finished speaking, they had already entered the main hall. Only a few disciples were on duty inside. They knew that Emperor Cang Yun had gone to Floating Cloud Cave to cultivate. Thinking of the Holy Cloud Sect's Saintess hanging by a thread, everyone couldn't help but feel a surge of sadness, shaking their heads and sighing.

While the Cang Yun Sect appears to be in great glory, it is actually deeply ill. As the heir to the Cloud Phoenix bloodline, the Saint bears the heavy responsibility of preserving the ancient Cang Yun Sect's heritage. The Nine Manifestations Oracle records everything, including the Saint's family tree and abilities. This is not only a symbol of divine weaponry, but also the core of the Cang Yun Sect's enlightenment.

Every disciple joining the Cang Yun Sect must be recognized by the Nine Manifestations Oracle. This isn't a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for the disciples, nor is it an obstacle imposed by the Cang Yun Sect. Rather, all Cang Yun Sect techniques and practices originate from the Nine Manifestations Oracle. The deeper the understanding of the Nine Manifestations Oracle, the higher the disciple's realm and the deeper their cultivation.

This is evident in Bai Qianyi's ability to single-handedly suppress the Xuan Sect for hundreds of years, an achievement unmatched by anyone else. His understanding of the Nine Manifestations Oracle is arguably unmatched by anyone in the Cang Yun Sect for millennia. During the turbulent period of the Great Dao Conflict ten thousand years ago, immortals and gods frequently appeared. While few transcended the heavens and earth, some were able to achieve breakthroughs. Now that the turmoil has passed, immortal traces and miraculous discoveries have become rare, and the karmic opportunities of the Dao have become elusive. Without the corresponding understanding, it's naturally impossible to reach the corresponding realm. This also means that the various Xuan Sects today have largely lost the opportunity to comprehend the Cang Xuan, a true reflection of the Dharma's end.

The mortal realm is unable to comprehend the Dao, and the barrier between heaven and man cuts off the path to the Xuan Sect's ascent. Unless someone can break this shackle, opening a window for future generations to peer into the vast and profound, then ambitious individuals can continue to completely break through the barrier between heaven and earth. At that time, the Xuan Sect will have the hope of a revival, and the splendor of ancient times will return.

Yet, countless people, after exhausting their entire lives and accumulating countless generations of effort, have yet to even begin to grasp even a sliver of this vision. Even Feng Wanlin, widely considered by the Xuan Sect to be the most promising leader of future generations, met with great calamity and perished during the heyday of the Spring and Autumn Period. His fate indirectly demonstrates that, under predestination, the Xuan Sect finds it difficult to lift Cang Xuan's peerless curse.

In the final years of the Great Dao Struggle, at the beginning of the Xuan Sect's decline, a gifted individual grasped a key to a elusive truth. Though the Great Dao is endless, it always has gaps. Most practitioners in the world only grasp their own fragments of the divine secrets. However, within the Heavenly Dao, as the Great Dao Struggle neared its conclusion, a hidden upheaval occurred.

This turmoil engulfed the entire world, ravaging countless beings, including those of the Xuan Sect, as well as demons and devils. Nearly all participants perished in the chaos, a devastation rivaling the celestial catastrophes of ancient legends. The battlefield was located deep in the heart of the Northern Frontier, bordering the Sea of ​​Blood. Thunder thunder thundered relentlessly, annihilating nearly every living being present. Only a few unmoved Xuan Sect cultivators and a few demons and devils, along with other alien races, escaped. The once-fertile, fairyland of the Northern Frontier Sea was reduced to a sea of ​​swirling sand, forming the Northern Frontier Desert. The far northern Nether Sea was also stained with blood, transforming into the sinister, icy sea of ​​blood it now possesses.

Following the turmoil, demonic energy surged across the northern desert, swirling clouds of blood, its influence permeating every corner of the world. A master among the ancestors of the Xuan Sect remained, and they united to investigate. They discovered that the great battle had unleashed a massive formation: the Demon-Slaying Formation. Within the formation stood a tablet, its inscription obscure and difficult to decipher, but the truth was eventually uncovered.