When the Wuxiang Sect's protective formation was broken in front of his eyes, Shen Yuefu looked at the panicked faces of the Wuxiang Sect disciples and walked head-on into the miasma brought by the spiritual monks.
"Shen Yuofu, I have heard of your name."
The former head of the Miaoyun Sect looked at him and smiled in the midst of confusion.
Shen Yuofu held the sword in one hand and forced out the blood from his fingertips with the other.
The miasma touched his blood and immediately dispersed in both directions.
The former head of the Miaoyun Sect narrowed his eyes when he saw this.
"This is the miasma in my body. Your blood can drive it away. I really didn't expect that Mr. Shen Jian is really extraordinary."
The miasma was still spreading, and without the protection of the sect-protecting formation, in an instant, the entire Wuxiang Sect was enveloped in the miasma.
Shen Yuofu could clearly hear their exclamations. He focused his gaze on the blood on his fingertips, and a trace of pure white spiritual energy slowly overflowed.
"I also didn't expect that the dignified Yuchi family would come together with the people of the Miaoyun Sect to deal with the lower world together."
Ancestor Yuchi walked out of the thick fog. He touched the void with his hand and said with a smile: "In front of the seniors in the spirit world, this lower world is nothing. If I am still stupid enough to lead my tribe to follow the Wuxiang Sect, now I am protecting the sect. If the formation is broken, won’t my Yuchi family have to die with you?"
"It would be great if the people in the lower world were as smart as the Yuchi family. We wouldn't have to waste our time talking to you." The former head of the Miaoyun Sect looked at Shen Yuofu with contempt.
"In addition to the Wuxiang Sect, Zhongzhou is also supported by our Guanfan Temple. In the face of the catastrophe, has Mr. Shen Jian forgotten our monks from the Guanfan Temple?"
Yuan Kong clasped his hands together, bringing his own golden light through the miasma.
Mu Jialing followed him with several novice monks, muttering words to drive away the large miasma, leaving a clean open space.
The former leader of Miaoyun Sect looked at them calmly, the smile in his eyes not diminishing.
"The golden light of Buddhism can protect you for a while, but it cannot protect you forever. As long as you dare to take action, this miasma will immediately enter your internal organs. No matter how many magical powers you have, you will not be able to resolve it."
"Yes, you old bald donkeys from Guanfan Temple, our Yuchi family has long disliked you. At this time, do you still want to be the lackeys of the Wuxiang Sect?"
Patriarch Yuchi laughed and insulted.
A trace of anger flashed in Mu Jialing's eyes.
"We are not helping the Wuxiang Sect, but the entire Zhongzhou. Patriarch Yuchi, you only have yourself in your heart, and you will never understand the truth."
Patriarch Yuchi sneered, "I would rather not understand than be as stupid as you. Do you think that only Zhongzhou has the ladder to heaven?"
Mu Jialing's pupils tightened slightly, "Is there a lower realm for spiritual monks in other places?"
Yuan Kong raised his hand and said compassionately: "Disciple, calm down and don't let what they say affect your mood."
Mu Jialing looked at his master and saw the truth in his eyes.
"It turns out that Master already knew..."
"Amitabha..." Yuan Kong closed his eyes tiredly.
Ancestor Yuchi laughed and said: "In this lower realm, only Zhongzhou is the richest. During the time you are talking to me, Beiming, Donghuang, Southern Territory and other places must have been occupied long ago!"
"It's useless to occupy those places. The Eastern Wasteland is too barren. If we want to establish a foothold in the lower realm, we have to wait and see if we capture Zhongzhou!"
The eyes of the former leader of Miaoyun Sect revealed greed.
He has been coveting the site of Wuxiang Sect for many years, and he is just waiting for this day to trample them under his feet!
Mu Jialing's expression showed a hint of nervousness, "There are also your people in Donghuang and Xihai? Have you received any news from these two places?"
The former leader of Miaoyun Sect smiled and said: "I haven't received the news, but if we capture Donghuang and Xihai, will there be any surprises?"
"Hahaha, if there is an accident, it must be because they were surprised!"
Ancestor Yuchi looked up to the sky and laughed openly.
Mu Jialing pursed her thin lips tightly and looked at her master.
Yuan Kong looked at Dongfang with deep eyes and said: "No news is the best news. Disciple, you are upset."
Mu Jialing's golden light flashed, and his eyes retracted in confusion.
"Master, it is my disciple who is worried. The master of Donghuang is my friend."
"The master of Donghuang? Are you referring to the self-proclaimed Immortal Master of Donghuang?" Shen Yuofu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.
Mu Jialing looked at him extremely seriously, "The Immortal Master of the Eastern Wasteland is not self-proclaimed, but she does have the strength."
Shen Yuofu's expression changed slightly, "I don't mean to look down on her, but you also think she is very capable?"
Mu Jialing recalled the scene at that time, with complicated eyes and said: "You are not ordinary powerful!"
Yuan Kong clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, if we can invite the Immortal Master of the Eastern Wilderness at this moment, then we don't have to be afraid of the miasma in the spiritual world."
"Hmph, the Immortal Master of the Eastern Wasteland you are talking about is the woman who caused trouble in Qingshui County a few days ago, right?" The former leader of the Miaoyun Sect looked at them mockingly.
Yuan Kong and others cast their eyes on him.
The former leader of the Miaoyun Sect continued: "Do you really think she can resolve the miasma poison? The miasma placed in Qingshui County is just a trace of miasma extracted from the miasma in the spiritual world. Let alone she can make an antidote, it is in our hands There is also an antidote to this miasma!”
"Yes, look at what I have in my hands. They are all antidotes to all kinds of miasma, but I can't refine the antidote to the miasma in the spiritual world!"
A large number of porcelain bottles of different colors appeared in the hands of Patriarch Yuchi.
The crisp sound of the colliding porcelain bottles echoed in the mountains, and Yuan Kong and Shen Yuefu fell silent.
"I believe she can also break the miasma in the spiritual world."
In the dull air, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and Mu Jialing and Yuan Kong looked at Shen Yuofu who was speaking.
The former head of Miaoyun Sect ridiculed his naivety, "Shen Jianjun was so proud all his life that he couldn't see clearly what the miasma in the spiritual world was before he died!"
"You're right. I really don't know what miasma in the spiritual world is, but I understand a truth. When heaven generates miasma, it will create people who can solve the miasma."
Although Shen Yuofu's voice was soft, his tone was firm.
Mu Jialing looked at him in surprise, this Lord Shen Jian was different.
Yuan Kong sighed: "If it were as he thought, the lower world wouldn't have to face this catastrophe."
Shen Yuofu's eyes were firm, "Master Yuankong, we can wait. As long as we can find her alive, there will be salvation in the lower world."
"Hahaha, do you think we are stupid? Since you said that woman has the ability to resolve the miasma, then we will kill you first and then capture her alive!"
Patriarch Yuchi and the former head of the Miaoyun Sect took action together.
Their fierce palm blows shook away the thick fog, and in a blink of an eye they were in front of Mu Jialing and the others.
The screams of the disciples of the Wuxiang Sect rang out one after another, and Shen Yuofu drew out the Lushuang Death Immortal Sword to meet their fierce blows.