The smoke is vast and the clouds are rolling.

The lake was rippling with green waves and shrouded in mist. Countless schools of fish were swimming around. They were agile and glowing with phosphorescence, and were obviously very plump.

There are so many fat and fresh fish in this lake. Logically, there should be countless fishermen rushing here to cast their nets and catch them.

But looking around, there were only a few lonely boats on the huge lake, which looked extremely deserted.

And all this is because the area within a radius of 500 miles is where Lingxu Palace is located.

As the mist gradually dissipated, a magnificent complex of buildings appeared before our eyes.

Lingxu Palace is located on the top of a majestic mountain, with its back against a thousand-foot cliff and facing the endless sea of ​​clouds. It is surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

The mountains are dotted with ancient trees, exotic flowers and plants, and full of spiritual energy. The rushing waterfalls and flowing springs are like an upside-down Milky Way, and the sound is like thunder.

The buildings are simple and elegant in style, with jade as the base, glazed tiles as the roof, and flying eaves and corners like jade buildings.

Incense was curling in the hall. Disciples of the sect, dressed in green shirts and white robes, moved around like flowing clouds and water, some chatting eloquently, while others dancing with swords.

There are countless powerful formations and barriers around Lingxu Palace to isolate ordinary people who might accidentally enter this place.

The top of the majestic mountain, which is the highest point in the sect, is where the current master of Lingxu Palace resides.

After Sang Qingshan finished processing the last fish, he casually wiped his bloody hands on his Taoist robe that had been starched to a white color.

"Go, take care of these fish pieces."

"Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth came up and carried down the full fish basket.

Although Sang Qingshan has an old face and a head full of silver hair, there is no trace of ageing in his eyes. Instead, his eyes are sharp and bright.

"Tell me what the situation is like down the mountain these days."

Sang Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the endless sea of ​​clouds.

"Palace Master, all 39,723 disciples and elders of the Cang Qiong Sect who plotted rebellion have been executed under the leadership of the Third Elder."

"The evil monks of Leiyin Temple bewitched the people and instigated Yuncang Nation to plot evil. All 7,741 disciples and elders have been killed by the Seventh Elder."

"In order to atone for their crimes, the Yuqing Sect offered ten pairs of the sect's most precious jade stones. The sect leader is kneeling in the hall, waiting for the palace master to deal with him."

Hearing this, Sang Qingshan snorted softly.

Yan Yuguang from the Yuqing Sect actually took advantage of my retreat and dared to act presumptuously.

It seems that I haven't appeared in public for a long time, causing some people to forget the bloody storm of those years.

"The Yuqing Sect needs to be punished, otherwise it will be difficult to stop them from overstepping their boundaries."

"As ordered."

"Palace Master, there is one more thing, it is about the Great Yuan Dynasty."

The disciple behind him continued, "The inner disciples sent to replace the Great Yuan Emperor failed, and the remaining Nanhua followers were all killed by them."

Sang Qingshan frowned slightly.

The Yuan Dynasty was founded only a few decades ago, but everything it did was more shocking than the last.

First, he defeated the million-strong coalition army of seven dynasties with absolute disadvantage, and then his destiny was born.

Then he destroyed the thousand-year-old Xianyue Holy Land and annexed the Nanhua Dynasty which had existed for hundreds of years.

The Nanhua Dynasty is not very important to Lingxu Palace. At most, they can just support another one.

However, the Yuan Dynasty was like a dark horse that suddenly appeared on the road. In just a few decades, it achieved a feat that other dynasties could only do in hundreds of years.

However, these things only made Lingxu Palace take a closer look at Dayuan, but they did not take it to heart at all.

After all, over the thousands of years, they have not only witnessed many such things, but have also destroyed many of them with their own hands.

"That's quite interesting. Let the disciples speed up and stop dawdling."

The disciple took the order and left.

About a moment later, a streak of light shuttled across the sea of ​​clouds and then landed on the top of the mountain.

The light faded away, and a man appeared and strode towards them.

"Meet the Master."

The man looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a handsome face, a brisk walk, his black hair dancing in the wind, and a bright gaze, revealing an unruly and bold air.

When Sang Qingshan saw him, a smile appeared on his old face.

"Ling'er, there's no need to be so polite."

Then Sang Qingshan's eyes narrowed, and he said in a pleasantly surprised tone: "It seems that Ling'er has made great progress in his realm."

Xue Ling smiled faintly and replied: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. My disciple is now at the peak of the Tiangang Realm and is only one step away from the Hunyuan Realm."

Sang Qingshan laughed heartily when he heard this.

"Okay, okay, the Yuqing Sect sent ten pairs of Yuqing Stones today. I'll have someone deliver them to your residence later. I'll try to break through the Hunyuan Realm as quickly as possible!"

Yuqing Stone is the specialty of the Yuqing Sect. It can accelerate the time it takes for a warrior to enter enlightenment, and can be said to be a rare weapon in spiritual practice.

Xue Ling showed joy on his face and bowed quickly.

He is not even thirty years old this year, but he has already reached the peak of the Tiangang realm. No matter where he is, he can be called a rare genius in a thousand years.

Moreover, Sang Qingshan not only treated him as his own son, but also trained him as his only heir.

Once Xue Ling breaks through to the Hunyuan Realm, he will be the next Lord of Lingxu Palace.

Xue Ling could hardly suppress his excitement when he thought that he would become the Palace Master of Lingxu Palace in the near future.

After the two exchanged greetings, Xue Ling spoke with questions.

"Master, since you knew that the Luoxian Sect had a plan to drive away the wolf and swallow the tiger, why did you pretend to fall into the trap?"

Ji Fangsheng, the leader of the Luoxian Sect, and others thought their plan was flawless, but how could they possibly hide it from the experienced and cunning Sang Qingshan?

"Ling'er, to drive the wolf to devour the tiger means to make one attack the other, so that the two can kill each other, and then a third party can reap the benefits."

"But you look at my Lingxu Palace, Dayuan and Luoxian Sect, who is the wolf and who is the tiger, and who is the fisherman?"

There was indifference in Sang Qingshan's tone.

If you think you can severely damage Lingxu Palace with just this little trick, then Lingxu Palace would not have been able to stand for thousands of years.

Even if the Luoxian Sect had not been fanning the flames behind the scenes, the Lingxu Palace would one day take action to annex the Yuan Dynasty.

Putting aside whether Lingxu Palace considered the weak Yuan Dynasty as an opponent, the luck of its birth alone determined that the Yuan Dynasty would be targeted.

By then, even if Lingxu Palace does not take action, there will be other sects and dynasties eyeing it covetously.

Since the Luoxian Sect has made the plan, Sang Qingshan doesn't mind doing a favor.

After we seize the fortune of the Yuan Dynasty in the future, we will come back and treat the Luoxian Sect well.

Although the Luoxian Sect also has a long heritage and profound cultural heritage, it is still slightly inferior to the Lingxu Palace.

"How is your dream-entering technique going?"

Sang Qingshan asked.

"I dare not neglect my studies and have been practicing day and night. Now I have mastered it thoroughly."

This art of entering dreams is the secret of Lingxu Palace, and only successive sect masters can practice it.

Xue Ling had already practiced this secret technique before he became the Palace Master, which was enough to show how important Xue Ling was in Sang Qingshan's heart.

"That's great. You have to remember that both the Great Yuan and the Luoxian Sect are just inferior ones that are not worthy of being on the stage. Lingxu Palace has never set its sights on this place, but on places farther away."

Sang Qingshan looked at the sky and murmured.

Xue Ling stood behind him, his mind gradually drifting away.

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