After a while, a short old man flew out of Chi You's demonic blood. This man was short in stature, wearing a purple robe and a huge long cloth hat.
There was also a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and linen clothes. His messy and thick beard even hung down to his chest.
Although this man was tall, he was hunched over and his eyes were blurry, as if he were a puppet on strings.
"I, Yao Wanli, Master Qin, this is the person you want." The short old man snorted coldly.
"dad!--"
Xia Qinglan immediately recognized this man as her father, who had been missing for many years, and burst into tears.
However, middle-aged Xia Dinglong's eyes were dull. He seemed not to have heard Xia Qinglan's greetings and remained motionless.
Xia Qinglan was heartbroken and angrily scolded Yao Wanli: "You...what did you do to my dad?"
Yao Wanli snorted coldly: "Xia Dinglong is unconscious and has nothing to do with us."
"However, he also occasionally wakes up."
Xia Qinglan burst into tears and looked at Qin Fan: "Xiaofan, can my dad's injury be cured?"
Qin Fan's powerful consciousness has already enveloped Xia Dinglong, and the latter's situation has become clear: "My father-in-law's injury is on the soul, which is quite similar to your amnesia, but a hundred times more serious. When he was just injured, maybe I could only
Cure."
"But it has been too long now. I can heal her soul injury, but how much memory can be restored depends on her own destiny."
"Thank you Xiaofan." Xia Qinglan hugged Qin Fan and burst into tears.
Qin Fan glanced at Youlan: "Let's go."
The Orchid Saint immediately flew towards Yao Wanli.
Yao Wanli did not dare to make a mistake and immediately threw Xia Dinglong over.
Xia Qinglan quickly went up to catch her, hugged Xia Dinglong, and cried and laughed: "Dad, my daughter is here to see you."
"Don't worry, my daughter will definitely make you recover."
At this time, Xia Dinglong seemed to sense something, and suddenly stretched out a hand and gently touched Xia Qinglan's face: "Alan..."
"It's A-Lan, it's A-Lan!"
Hearing his father's call, Xia Qinglan suddenly broke down and cried. Then he sacrificed a one-meter-high green copper tower, which was exactly the one he got in the Western Hell, and then the father and daughter disappeared into the tower together.
Obviously, Xia Qinglan didn't want her emotions to affect everyone.
"Master Qin, Xia Dinglong has been returned. We can now discuss further cooperation."
Suddenly, the leader of the Wushen Cult, Wang Kui, shouted loudly.
Qin Fan held up the green copper tower with one hand and said immediately: "We at Phoenix Mountain have nothing to ask for, but we only need to use Wushen Mountain to hold the Zen Ceremony."
"As for the statement that I, Qin Mutian, joined the Wushen Cult, I'll leave it to you later. There is no signal here and it can't be sent at all."
"But since it is a cooperation, Phoenix Mountain cannot do without the benefits of your Witch God Sect. We only need ten places for the Zen Ceremony, and the remaining five will be given to your Witch God Sect."
"how?"
The Demon God Dharma Minister, the leader of the Witch God Sect, looked at Qin Fan coldly: "Are you from Phoenix Mountain so kind?"
Qin Fan said: "The leader has also seen that although we have a large number of people, we lack a big figure like the leader who can influence the overall situation."
"We at Phoenix Mountain have only one condition, and that is that the Wushen Sect must cooperate with us sincerely. Once the powerful enemies of Buddhism and Taoism come to kill us, we must work together to repel them."
The leader of the Wushen Cult glanced at everyone with cold eyes: "Your alliance between Phoenix Mountain and the Eight Ancient Clans is indeed overwhelming in numbers, but both the Zulong Clan and the Ji Clan have their reservations."
"It is indeed useless. It is not easy to guard the Taoist fruits of the Zen Ceremony from the Taoist sect and the tiger's mouth of the Taoist sect."
"My leader is willing to cooperate with you, but I have lost the Eight Desolate Swords and my strength has been greatly reduced. You, Phoenix Mountain, must first lend me an ancient magic weapon. How about that?"
This condition cannot be said to be excessive.
It is a very risky move to exchange a magic weapon for the trust of the Witch God Sect. If the Witch God Sect takes their magic weapon from Phoenix Mountain and suddenly changes sides, it will be a nightmare for Phoenix Mountain.
Moreover, it is easy to lend a magic weapon, but it is difficult to get it back.
Just when Qin Fan was hesitating, the leader of the Wushen Sect said coldly: "This request is indeed too difficult, but if you don't give it, then there will be no hope of holding a Zen ceremony in the Wushen Sect."
"Unless you are confident that you can pass the test of this leader."
Qin Fan frowned: "Which divine weapon does the leader want?"
The leader of the Wushen Sect said: "Seven Stars Longyuan."
"Impossible, you're dreaming!" Before Qin Fan could speak, Liu Mengyao had already shouted angrily.
Qixing Longyuan is her magic weapon, how could she give it away so easily?
The leader of the Witch God Sect sneered: "Fairy Yao, although you became famous at the Eight Emperors Conference, you are just a little ant in front of me."
"The magic weapon is a waste in your hands!"
Liu Mengyao was so angry that her nose was crooked. At this moment, Qin Fan took out a one-meter-two long blood-red stick. This was the handle of the Daxia Dragon Bird:
"This is half a Great Xia Dragon Bird. It is indestructible and has the power to break through all means. I think it is very suitable for a bloodline strongman like the leader. What does the leader think?"
The leader of the Wushen Sect had a stern voice: "You want to send this leader away with a broken stick? Where is the blade of Daxia Longque?"
Qin Fan said: "It's lost."
The leader of the Wushen Cult pondered for a moment, then coldly snorted: "Then let's take this stick."
After saying that, a powerful force of absorption came from the air and sucked away the stick in Qin Fan's hand.
The first reason why Wang Kui chose to compromise was that the stick was really powerful, and the second reason was to force Fenghuang Mountain to hand over the magic weapon. The two sides might become enemies or even fight.
Although he was confident that he could crush Master Qin and other people from Phoenix Mountain, he was also confident of repelling the strong men of the Eight Ancient Clans.
However, this is not in the interests of the Witch God Cult.
The experts from Phoenix Mountain and the Eight Ancient Tribes are a very powerful force. Once Taoism and Buddhism come to attack, even if the Witch God Sect can capture Phoenix Mountain's divine weapons and five-color altar, it will not have enough strength to keep it.
He will be surrounded and suppressed by the two major religious sects and trapped to death.
It would be better to give in and let Phoenix Mountain and the Eight Ancient Tribes take the lead in weakening the spirit of the Buddhist and Taoist sects. It will not be too late for the Witch God Sect to harvest them again.
Qin Fan smiled: "Master, if there are no other problems, we are now considered a cooperative relationship."
The leader of the Wushen Cult immediately removed Chi You's demonic blood from the top of the mountain, and everyone finally saw the face of the leader of the Wushen Cult.
It was a middle-aged man shrouded in a black robe, with Chi You's demonic blood and energy all over his body, like a demon god.
Wang Kui looked at Qin Fan coldly: "It's really refreshing to cooperate with Phoenix Mountain. Tell me, how do you plan to deploy it to fight against Buddhism and the Witch God Sect?"
Qin Fan said: "I don't ask for much. I just hope that the leader can take advantage of the home field and do his best to hold off the Buddhist and Taoist sects and buy time for the Zen Ceremony."
Wang Kui nodded with satisfaction: "The Wushen Cult is my leader's dojo and back garden. How can I allow Buddhist and Taoist sects to ride horses in my leader's back garden? You don't need Master Qin to tell you this, I will do it anyway.
"
"Since there are no other questions, don't waste time, quickly open the altar and prepare for the big sacrifice."
Qin Fan nodded: "Okay."
As he spoke, he immediately took out the five-color altar, threw it in the air, and hit it heavily on the top of the mountain.
"Everyone, follow me to activate the ancient altar."