Needless to say, Shen Da Chi's cultivation and strength, even Song Yingzhong felt great pressure.
"I admit that you are very strong." Song Yingzhong said.
"I don't need you to admit it." Shen Da Chi didn't give him any face at all. "There are not many strong men in the ninth level of Wangxian in the world. I can name every one of them, but why have I never heard your name.
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"I'm just a little person." Song Yingzhong said with a smile.
"If people in the ninth level of Wangxian are all little people, then who else in this world is a big shot? Song Yingzhong is not your real name, right? Your features and eyes look very much like the same person."
Song Yingzhong did not directly answer Shen Dachi's words.
"I'm not the only one who came to Qingdu to see the Nine-Level Wangxian. The saints of the Baiyang Sect, the guardians on the left and right, and the heads of the four spiritual officials are all powerful ones in the Nine-Level Realm!"
The situation outside was all under Wei Changli's control. Wei Changli's eyes glanced in the direction of Tilanyan, and Cizhaoren who was in Tilanyan seemed to have sensed it.
"Leader, what's wrong?" Chaoyin asked,
"It's Wei Changli, he's coming soon."
"We're here just in time. Maybe we can join forces to kill this powerful spirit master." Another old woman with a stooped back said.
"Don't think that just because we have a numerical advantage, we are guaranteed to win. What we have to face is the most profound person in Yuling Continent. If I don't have to, Wei Changli is the opponent I least want to meet," Cizhaoren said.
Standing in front of the landscape pen stand, Wei Changli took a step forward, and his body directly entered the painting made by Yun Shi.
There is space inside the mist-shrouded marble painting. No one would have imagined that there are three futons placed inside the marble, two of which are empty, and an old man with white hair is sitting cross-legged on the futon on the left.
The old man was in an extremely weird state, his skin was as dry as ashes, but he always maintained a ray of vitality, as if he was in suspended animation.
Wei Changli came to the old man in front of him, and the ink stains turned into countless small characters in his palm. The words fell out of his hand and fell on the old man, and were all absorbed by the withered body.
Soon, the old man's hand moved slightly.
"Mr. Changjida, now it's time for Wen Mansion to rely on your strength."
Wei Changli finished speaking for a long time before the old man spoke slowly, his voice hoarse.
"Chang Li, what's going on?"
Wei Changli took out a crutch from the side and handed it over, then helped the old man get up.
Changji, very few people in the Wenfu of this generation have heard of this name, but during the Xiaoyao Gong period, Changji was the number one edict in the Wenfu, and now he has become the only remaining legacy.
"It's the Baiyang Sect that's making a comeback."
"I said during the Battle of Ziwu Valley that the Baiyang Sect originated from the savage era, far older than the Eight Prefectures. They are rooted in the evil of human nature, and it is impossible to wipe them out with just one battle." Chang.
Mr. Ji Da was hunched over, leaning on a cane and holding his hands behind his back.
"Your judgment back then was correct. The Baiyang Sect was growing at an incredible speed. Only a few years later, it has the confidence to attack the Qing capital."
"Where are they?"
"Baby basket!"
Mr. Changjida paused for a moment, and then asked.
"That person is being held in Tilanyan."
"That's what worries me the most."
"Sure enough, I can let you wake me up. I think the situation will be worse than you said, but with Daoxuan here he can stabilize the situation."
Mr. Nagayoshi raised his head and looked above Qingdu, with some doubts in his eyes.
"Why don't I feel Daoxuan's aura?"
"Senior brother has passed away." Wei Changli sighed.
"Is there anyone in the world who can take Daoxuan's life?"
"Senior brother accepted a good seedling for the Wen Mansion, a member of the Jiang family, and placed his life on him.
I am also prepared to place the hopes of the Wen family on him, which can be regarded as the only gratifying thing in this catastrophe of the Eight Palaces."
"The Wen Mansion has gone through many ups and downs over the past two thousand years. As long as we find a suitable successor, we will be able to stand firm!" Mr. Changji smiled, and the wrinkles on his face squeezed together.
Tilanyan is a place used by the Wen Mansion to imprison criminals, and it is also a forbidden area of the Wen Mansion. A layer of magic circles is set up around it to prevent people from approaching, and it is guarded by the sword and pen officials Chen Daoshu and Feng Erpi.
However, these two people were all driven away from the Qing capital by Wei Changli. Cizhaoren came with three powerful men from the ninth level of Wangxian. Such a magic circle only blocked them for a moment before being broken.
The whole picture of Tilan'an was shown in the eyes of several people. The place where Tilan'an was built is a special mountain range. The entire mountain is made of indestructible rocks and has been specially reinforced.
There are many prisons built from bottom to top in this mountain range, and even a strong person at the ninth level of Wangxian cannot destroy them.
"Who dares to get close to the basket?"
The guards of Tilanyan also discovered that there was an intruder, but as soon as they finished shouting, the person fell to the ground.
"Master, shouldn't we take down the Wen Mansion in one go? Why are we here?" Chaoyin asked.
"The people in Wenfu claim to be righteous and famous in the world, but their greatest evil is hidden here."
The spiritual power in Cizhao Ren's body was so strong that the whole mountain in the basket shook and the earth shook. Those imprisoned people looked out of the iron bars one after another.
"The leader? It's the leader!"
"Leader, save me!"
There were wailings in basically all the prisons. Every one of these people was scarred, and even only skin and bones were left.
Chaoyin looked at a person who was almost an adult, and felt a little familiar!
"Blue Lion Yuanjun?"
"It's me, it's me who is the saint..."
The man known as Qingshi Yuanjun was so excited that he almost cried, but there were no tears left.
Chaoyin couldn't believe that Qingshi Yuanjun was a powerful man absorbed by Baiyang Sect in Ten Thousand Demons Mansion two hundred years ago.
With the cultivation of the fifth level of Wangxian, he could have been regarded as the mainstay of Baiyang Sect, but he disappeared inexplicably during the execution of his mission.
The former Qingshi Yuanjun was tall and tall, but there was no connection with the man in front of him with sunken eyes and a lame leg.
There are also people in other prisons who are all powerful men from the Baiyang Sect who disappeared a few years ago.
"Why are they here?"
"The Holy Maiden doesn't know something. In the Battle of Ziwu Valley, our Baiyang Sect's vitality was severely damaged, and many strong men in the sect were captured. That's why the Basket Bearer came into existence."
"Didn't they execute the Baiyang Cult members on the spot when they caught them? Why were they imprisoned?" Even Saint Chaoyin didn't know these things clearly.
"Because there is an extremely special being among these captured people. They wanted to kill him but couldn't, so they could only seal him permanently.
But the seal will always fail one day, and once it is broken, it will be an earth-shattering event.
So the people in the Wen Mansion came up with a vicious method, imprisoning those who were enemies of them in Tilanyan, and raising these people as animals, and sucking spiritual power and lives from them day after day through Tilanyan's prison.
, to strengthen the seal.
After the Battle of Ziwu Valley, the Wen Mansion was already in a state of turmoil, but after Wei Changli took over, in just eight hundred years, it cultivated countless geniuses, created countless new techniques, and even returned to its peak period.
Of course, Wei Changli's intelligence and skills are unparalleled in the world, but there is another more important reason, and that is that the scribes in the Wen Mansion are testing new methods on living people with Tilanyan."
Chaoyin took a look and found that, as expected, the people held in the prison were all seriously injured. Some even had human heads but the bodies of wild beasts, which was obviously the work of Feng Erpi.
Almost everyone is begging for help. They have been imprisoned in Tilanyan for hundreds or even hundreds of years. Their only wish is to leave or die directly, instead of being kept in captivity like pigs and dogs.
"Of course I will save you!"
Ci Zhaoren gave Gu Po a look, and Gu Po understood, and strange insects flew into the prison one after another.
"Tapir Lingguan, go and open the top cell."
Tapir is the leader of the four spiritual officials. He is taciturn and goes to a cell at the top of Tilanhuan alone.
I don't know who is being held in this cell. Tapir Wangxian is at the ninth level of cultivation, and he can already feel his heart palpitating even before he gets close.
"I can feel it getting closer!"
Seeing that the tapir was about to touch the door of the prison, Cizhaoren's face was a little happy. In so many years, this was the closest the Baiyang Sect had come to success.
"Young man, this cell is also very dangerous. I advise you to retreat."
The sudden sound startled Tapir. He didn't know when an old man on crutches had stood behind him.
This old man was already in his twilight years, and it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him away, so the tapir didn't care. Only Cizhao and Baiyang Sect's Right Protector Gu Po were a little surprised.
"Is this old monster Changji still alive?" Gu Po asked in surprise.
"Tapir Spirit Officer, be careful!"
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Tapir Yuan didn't even see when the old man took action. His whole body flew backwards and hit the ground.
"You've already shown up, so it's time for Wei Changli to show up too," Cizhaoren asked.
"I've been here for a long time."
A voice like a wandering spirit sounded behind Cizhao Ren's ears. Gu Po and Chao Yin noticed that strange attacks were coming from the left and right, but their full-strength attack from the ninth level of Wangxian could not even break through Wei Changli's body-protecting aura.
"I knew you would come to carry the basket, so I made some preparations early!"
As soon as Wei Changli finished speaking, large characters unfolded on the mountain walls around the basket, and each word was as critical as a flying dragon or a phoenix.
"Write half of the river water, and the inkstone dyes the waterlogged pond black. Only when you win hundreds of parents can you win the dragon and the phoenix."
"What a good calligraphy!" Ci Zhaoren said.
"This word is not only good at writing, it can also kill people."
Wei Changli smiled, and the words on the scroll merged into an ink dragon and phoenix. Six dragons and six phoenixes entrenched the valley, one of which directly swallowed Gu Po and Baiyang Saint Chaoyin in one gulp.
Wei Changli looked at Ci Zhaoren, the leader of the Baiyang Sect, and wanted to see something on his face.
"I don't remember any brothers or nephews from the Ci family? Can you tell me what your relationship is?"
"cannot."
Facing the most terrifying opponent in Yuling Continent, Cizhaoren did not panic at all.
"If I can't, I can't. If I kill you, this nonsense should end."
"Wei Changli..." Ci Zhaoren's eyes were full of excitement and excitement, "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"
The battle between Wei Changli and Cizhaoren, two of the strongest men in Yuling Continent, is about to begin.
There are two other masters in the Wen Mansion. Over there are the Wen Mansion's Zheng Yan Laomo and the guardian of the pavilion.
The two of them also wanted to participate in such a battle, but Wei Changli arranged other tasks. In addition to the Baiyang Sect, the Wen Mansion also had another potential enemy.
The eight Heavenly Dragon Realms in the sky would take a lot of effort to break open even if Wei Changli did it himself, and the people in the White Tiger Nine Elders Association are all old monsters with extraordinary skills. If they also participate in the Qingdu
During the war, Wenfu will undoubtedly be on the verge of death.
The guardians of the pavilion closely monitored these old monsters, but fortunately they made no further moves after supporting the Eight Heavenly Dragon Realm.
"As expected of the Wen Mansion, the Baiyang Sect launched a massive attack and even dispatched strong men to watch over us." Old Monster Chen said.
"I didn't expect that besides Lu Daoxuan, there are other ninth-level immortals. Wei Changli's hidden treasures are really deep," Zu Wannian said.
"Wei Changli is famous for his endurance in the Eight Prefectures. Look at the masters who suddenly appeared in Qingdu. Some of them are well-known to outsiders. I am afraid that even the old scribes in the Wen Prefecture don't know it themselves."
No matter what they said, the people guarding the pavilion always turned a deaf ear and said nothing. Even if they were hiding sarcasm, they pretended not to hear them. They sat not far away from the people of the Nine Elders Association.
As long as they don't leave, the guardians don't care about anything.
The person whom Old Devil Yan is responsible for guarding is none other than the leader of the Baihu Nine Elders Association, Boss Qing.
In contrast, Boss Qing was very quiet. He stood on a high place and looked down at Qingdu. Even though he knew that Old Demon Yan was here to monitor him, he not only did not drive him away, but actively invited him.
"Yan Ji, why don't you come and sit down?" Boss Qing said.
Old Demon Yan was a little surprised. He didn't know why the leader of the Baihu Nine Elders Association knew that he had a name that he had not used for many years.
"Don't be surprised. I know all the powerful people in the entire Eight Prefectures, both openly and secretly."
Boss Qing threw him a bottle of wine. Yan Ji wanted to see Boss Qing's face clearly, but unfortunately it was blocked by a moire mask, so he didn't know what his expression was.
Yan Ji tasted it and instantly recognized that it was wine from the Qingdu Old Wine Street.
“Nanling is the best wine for Yuling Wine, but I don’t think so. The wines from Qingdu Old Wine Street are the most elegant, especially virgin wine.”
"The wine merchants in the old wine street harvest the fruits of the four seasons, and then select beautiful and pure women aged 18 and let them peel off the seeds and pulp with their mouths, and then store them in the old cellar.
The wine brewed in this way is not only free from worldliness, but also has fragrance and lightness, which makes people have endless aftertaste."
Even when he was drinking, Boss Qing only exposed his mouth.
"You seem to know a lot about Qing Dynasty." Yan Ji asked tentatively.
"Yes, I have traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Yuling, and I have always felt that Qingdu is the most beautiful place. Not only is the scenery unparalleled, but there are also people. No matter what, I can't get enough of it."
"Then why do you still want to conspire with the Baiyang Sect to clear the capital?"
"When the Eight Prefectures were first established, they made great contributions to enlightening the people's wisdom. However, over the years, they have slowly fallen into darkness and have begun to decay and harbor evil and evil.
This is true even for Wen Mansion. You are responsible for many dirty things in Wen Mansion. You should know better than me.
So Bafu is no longer suitable for this era, I am just following the trend." Boss Qing said it matter of course.
"You want to overthrow the Eight Prefectures? Just you guys?" Yan Ji smiled disdainfully.
"Do you think the Baiyang Sect only has these people you saw? Do you think the Baihu Nine Elders Society is what you imagined? If I didn't have the ability to subdue a tiger, do you think I would seek skin from a tiger?"