Chapter 118: See Yuntianyun again

In the hall, with the notification from the disciples of the Yunling Sect, the leaders of various sects walked into the hall one after another.

After seeing almost everyone arrived, Wang Fuqiang stood up and said, "I went to the underworld to check it out before. I have something to tell you."

Everyone frowned and looked at Wang Fuqiang.

Wang Fuqiang continued: "Everyone knows that the Hanging Temple has always had a large formation to protect the Hanging Temple, which is also the main existence used to resist the underworld. Originally, this formation could last for about 30 years, but now it has been destroyed by humans, so the important task of resisting the Underworld will fall on us. This is also the main reason why I called each sect to the Hanging Temple this time."

After the words came to an end, the hall began to talk.

Obviously, after these people arrived at the Hangkong Temple, they knew something. At least the big array was destroyed by humans, so the Hangkong Temple should not have been hidden from it.

Wang Fuqiang continued: "And the person who destroyed the Hanging Temple array this time is either someone else, but should be Ji Changhe."

This time, the entire hall suddenly became an uproar.

On the other side of Tai Chi Sect, an old man frowned and said, "But hasn't Ji Changhe left the sword energy mountains and rivers? How could he be linked to the underworld?"

Wang Fuqiang shook his head and said, "I don't know this either. It should be something happened in the Yuanyang Realm, or Ji Changhe himself asked to deal with me."

Everyone fell into thinking and felt that this was really possible. After all, no one would give up easily when encountering Ji Changhe's situation.

It is very likely that Ji Changhe was not welcomed by the Yuanyang Realm because of this incident, so he volunteered to return to Jianqi Mountain and River to deal with Wang Fuqiang and get back this face. But now Jianqi Mountain and River have lost the Xuanyang Sect, which means that Ji Changhe's foundation is gone, so naturally he can only start from the underworld.

As for how he was involved with the underworld, it is unknown what kind of agreement the two sides reached.

After the discussion became less, Wang Fuqiang continued: "This is probably the thing. I called you here and told you to let you know what situation we are facing next and what kind of existence the enemy we are facing. You can put forward any opinions and suggestions."

So a discussion began in the hall, and it was talked until late at night, but no specific plan was drawn out.

After everyone dispersed, Wang Fuqiang walked out of the hall and went to the residence arranged by the Hangkong Temple. He felt dizzy and even his steps seemed a little sluggish.

I have been rushing for a short time. If I hadn't stayed in Nanxun for a day and rested in Xuanyang Sect for another night, even if he was really a stubborn body, he would have fallen down.

After arriving at the Hanging Temple, he had no rest at all, so he went directly to the underworld. When he came back, he began to call on major sects to discuss countermeasures. This was a good thing, it was just one night.

Hongling and Bai Zhi walked beside Wang Fuqiang. At this moment, Bai Zhi asked, "Is it okay?"

Wang Fuqiang shook his head and said, "It's okay to rest for one night."

Bai Zhi nodded.

Wang Fuqiang asked, "By the way, how did you drive the Dragon Broken Sword? Why did I have studied it for so long but I have gained nothing? Is it because I am a human?"

Hongling and Baizhi were both stunned.

Bai Zhi did not explain, but turned her attention to Hongling.

Hongling said, "It should be that your cultivation is too low to resonate with the Dragon Broken Dragon Sword. After all, the Dragon Broken Dragon Sword is a divine weapon. Although only half of it is left, it is also a divine weapon. It is just that the spirit of the weapon is lost. Without the spirit of the weapon, it is difficult to reach a contract and naturally it cannot be controlled."

Wang Fuqiang nodded.

Hongling continued: "Bai Zhi and I can control it. In addition to our own cultivation, the main reason is actually you. In the world of the demon clan, you had some accidents or had some entanglements. In the words of monks such as Sword Qi Shanhe, you can share it. You can also own what Bai Zhi has. You can also own what you have. So I just use the connection between Bai Zhi and you to drive the Dragon Breaking Sword, otherwise why would there be only such power?"

Wang Fuqiang nodded, then was a little surprised.

Such power?

Isn't this power enough? That's almost a destruction.

Wang Fuqiang suddenly thought of something, swallowed, and said excitedly: "If I master the Broken Dragon Sword, can I directly break the rules of sword energy by relying on him?"

Bai Zhi and Hong Ling were both stunned.

Hongling thought, "Maybe this is really possible."

She continued: "It is really possible. The Dragon Breaking Sword is a divine weapon, an existence that transcends the immortal handle. If it can be fully mastered, it can directly break the rules of the existence of sword energy mountains and rivers."

She looked at Wang Fuqiang again and said, "But if you want to fully master the Dragon Breaking Sword, it is probably not much easier than practicing to the Earth Immortal."

Wang Fuqiang was not depressed by this sentence, but said, "You won't say it before. I can have everything Bai Zhi has. The reason why you can drive the Dragon Breaking Sword is because of me. Since Bai Zhi can drive it, isn't that equivalent to saying that I can drive it too?"

Bai Zhi and Hong Ling were stunned again.

Hongling smiled and said, "That's true, why did I forget this?"

She continued: "But this process is a bit complicated and it can't be completed in one or two days. You should take a good rest now and let's discuss it when you wake up."

Wang Fuqiang nodded, and his steps suddenly became much lighter.

Finally I saw some hope.

Good guy, fortunately I didn't throw away the half of the embroidery knife at the beginning, but now it finally comes in handy.

After returning to his residence, Wang Fuqiang fell to bed and fell asleep. With Hongling and Baizhi taking turns to protect him, no one came to disturb him. Even if each sect came to discuss some countermeasures, they stopped him by Hongling and Baizhi, saying that when Wang Fuqiang woke up, he would definitely convey the meaning of each sect to Wang Fuqiang.

The strong men of each sect had to leave, and they couldn't help but feel a little envious of this young master of the Yunling Sect.

What they envied was of course not the unfaith of this uncle, but the unfaith of this uncle. The existence of two immortal beasts, even the divine beasts, were all owned by this young uncle. Even Ji Changhe did not have such treatment.

On the road of cultivation, there are really too many adventures and fates, and these fates and adventures are called Taoist fates, which are destined from the day a person is born.

Cultivation depends on talent and unremitting efforts, but the most important thing is this indescribable and unclear cause.

To put it in a smaller way, this is luck, to put it in a larger way, this is the fate of Tao, a great fortune recognized by heaven and earth, and an opportunity that no one can get in dreams. This is the biggest gap between the banished immortal and ordinary monks, and an irreparable gap.

Everyone in the Hanging Temple was busy, and they were anxious and frightened, worried that the underworld would suddenly break through the defense line. Wang Fuqiang was fine and couldn't get up. He slept for two days and two nights.

They really don’t admire the cultivation level and the banished immortals, but they really have to accept the spirit of this young master’s uncle. It’s impossible not to accept it.

I can still sleep at this time, and I can sleep so well, except for this young master, I am afraid that I can't find a second person to come out.

Of course they didn't know that this young master's uncle had slept for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, and two days and two nights were not worth mentioning at all.

After Wang Fuqiang woke up, Hongling told Wang Fuqiang some conclusions drawn by the sect recently. After hearing this, Wang Fuqiang did not object or adopt it, but thought for a while.

He seemed to have no idea, so he asked, "The Great Elder is in the underworld now?"

Wang Fuqiang suddenly asked this, and both of them were stunned. Hongling shook her head and said, "I just came back yesterday and changed to the Tai Chi Sect."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "Then I'll go and fight him."

Red Ling Baizhi is really confused now.

Now the underworld may break through the defense line at any time, and Ji Changhe may suddenly break out at any time to take your life. Each sect is racking his brains to think about how to stop the army of the underworld. You are fine, it’s fine if you have been sleeping for so long. When you wake up, you don’t think about how to deal with these things, but you still have the intention to fight with others.

After Wang Fuqiang finished speaking, he walked out directly, ignoring the surprise of the two of them.

Bai Zhi smiled and said, "This is Wang Fuqiang, it hasn't changed at all."

Hongling said with some regret: "Who said no, it's still the same stupid look, and it doesn't look like a banished immortal."

Bai Zhi smiled and said, "He was not a banished immortal."

Hongling nodded and said, "That's true."

After Wang Fuqiang left his residence, he walked directly to the residence of the Great Elder.

Because all of this place are now assigned to Yunling Sect, they meet bad disciples of Yunling Sect along the way. After seeing Wang Fuqiang, these Yunling Sect disciples immediately felt confident.

Before we knew it, this young master's uncle had become their backbone.

When they were at Yunling Sect, there was a real person in the head of the sect. This idea was not obvious. They even felt that this young master was too young after all, and his style of conduct was really unrestrained. If they really handed over Yunling Sect to him, it would be a disaster for Yunling Sect.

Without the Yunling Sect and without Wang Jingxuan, they naturally could only rely on this uncle.

Not to mention anything else, after this uncle of the master arrived at the Yunling Sect, he did do many earth-shaking things, and he could ignore anything, but the destruction of Xuanyang Sect and driving away Ji Changhe could not be ignored.

Not only can they not ignore the disciples of Yunling Sect, but they cannot ignore the entire sword energy, mountains and rivers, mountains and mountains.

A battle of exiled immortals shocked the mountains and rivers.

Now that major sects gather in Hanging Temple, the heads of each sect are even more admiring the master's uncle.

Why did they come back to the Hanging Temple? Isn’t it because of this uncle?

So although the disciples of the Yunling Sect are far away from the Hangkong Temple, they are a bit of a rebellious voice. Moreover, there is indeed no sect that can be compared with the voice of the Yunling Sect in the sword energy mountains and rivers. These are all the contributions of this uncle.

So they are actually a little proud because the Yunling Sect has such an uncle.

After Wang Fuqiang walked to the Great Elder's residence, before knocking on the door, the Great Elder opened the door and bowed: "Why are you here at the junior uncle? Is there anything wrong?"

Wang Fuqiang did not enter the house, but stood outside, nodded and said, "Well, I haven't woken up these two days. I've had a dream. I feel a little mysterious. I feel that my strength has improved a lot, so I want to ask you to prove it."

The Great Elder frowned.

When Wang Fuqiang saw his expression, he frowned and said, "Why, aren't you happy?"

The elder hurriedly said, "Of course not, but the current situation is probably inappropriate."

Wang Fuqiang was stunned and then said, "What's wrong with it? The underworld has not yet been called. Besides, although blocking the underworld is important, their own practices cannot be left behind. Blocking the underworld and practicing will not conflict."

The elder nodded and said, "The uncle of the junior said so."

After saying that, he walked out of the house.

Wang Fuqiang stood in the yard and said, "It's still the same as before, and don't have to hold back. If it really doesn't work, I will continue to avoid the remains and strive to avoid being injured."

The Great Elder nodded and directly sacrificed his natal flying sword.

In the yard, the sword energy was so strong that it caused a stir around. Many powerful sects even rushed towards this side with their swords. Even many monks in the Hanging Temple were alarmed.

Everyone knows what the situation in Hanging Temple is now, so unless there is a demon invasion, there will be almost no one who uses force in the Hanging Temple, let alone this grand sword energy.
To be continued...