There is a stretch of rolling mountains in the northernmost part of the Blood Moon Continent. These mountains have existed since ancient times. They are so vast that you can’t see the end of them at a glance. People living nearby call them the “One Hundred Thousand Mountains”.
In this mountain range, there is a strange peak with towering rocks, crisscrossing ravines, vigorous pines, and misty clouds. This peak is not only towering, but also has steep cliffs, protruding stone bones, and the mountain is covered with lush green trees.
There are trees, and there is a majestic waterfall on the front of the strange peak. This strange peak is called "Cangmang Peak", and Shuiyun Sect is built on the top of Cangmang Peak.
Shuiyun Sect is very famous in thousands of miles around. Many small sects and some casual cultivators have surrendered to Shuiyun Sect. It can be said that Shuiyun Sect is the most powerful sect in thousands of miles around.
Calculating carefully, Shuiyun Sect has a history of more than 2,000 years. There are more than 10,000 disciples in the sect, and there are ten monks in the Yuanying stage, half of whom are in the late Yuanying stage. In addition, there is also a mid-stage god transformation in the sect.
Ancestor, generally speaking, the Shuiyun Sect is still very strong and can be ranked among the best in the entire Blood Moon Continent.
At the beginning of every month, the Shuiyun Sect will send some disciples down the mountain to purchase daily necessities. You must know that two-thirds of the people in the Shuiyun Sect have not reached the inelegant stage, and they still have to rely on eating every day to maintain their life functions.
This time, the Shuiyun Sect sent a total of more than a hundred disciples, all of whom were in the foundation stage of Qi training. They were divided into groups of five to purchase necessary daily necessities. They must return to the sect on time after three days. Those who were late might not have purchased all the items as required.
All disciples will be severely punished.
There is a small town about three hundred miles away from the Shuiyun Sect. There are many simple people living in the town. These people usually make a living by farming, and the food and vegetables they grow are basically sold to the nearby cultivating sects.
At noon that day, five young people wearing white clothes came to the town. Each young man had a golden word "water" embroidered on his left chest. No need to guess, you knew that these five young people must be water.
They are disciples of the Yun Sect. The cultivation of the five of them is not high. They are all in the Qi-training and foundation-building stages.
"Senior Brother, let's buy them separately, so it's faster," a thin young man said to the dark-faced young man next to him.
The dark-faced young man nodded: "Okay, finish shopping early and return to Shuiyun Sect early. Okay, let's go our separate ways. We will meet here again at this time tomorrow."
"Yes," the other four people responded and dispersed.
The dark-faced young man looked around, then walked towards a rice shop opposite.
Two hours later, the black-faced young man walked into an inn, ordered a table of wine and food, and ate and drank alone. After eating and drinking, the black-faced young man directly asked for a guest room to rest.
The guest room is not small in size and well decorated, especially the large bed, which is covered with thick soft cushions. There is a small incense burner placed on the table in the middle of the room, and bursts of aroma slowly waft out from the incense burner.
The dark-faced young man washed his face and then sat cross-legged on the bed to meditate.
"Ding dong," a crisp sound suddenly sounded in the room.
The black-faced young man opened his eyes in confusion and saw a strange man in the room. The black-faced young man was startled and hurriedly got off the bed and pointed at the strange man opposite him: "Who are you? Why do you want to keep this private?"
Come into my room... uh... you are a Nascent Soul stage monk..." The face of the black-faced young man changed drastically, and he almost sat on the ground without being frightened.
The strange man walked to the table and sat down, picked up a cup of tea and drank it.
The dark-faced young man swallowed hard and asked cautiously: "Senior, what are you doing here?"
The strange man glanced at the dark-faced young man: "What's your name?"
"Ah, my name is Zhu Ying, and I am a disciple of the Shuiyun Sect," the dark-faced young man replied hastily.
"I want to ask you something, and you give me an honest answer," the strange man put down his tea cup and looked directly at Zhu Ying.
"Yes, yes, as long as this junior knows, I will answer truthfully," Zhu Ying nodded repeatedly.
"Huo Yungang must be the elder of your Shuiyun Sect," the strange man said.
Zhu Ying was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, Huo Yungang is the elder of our Shuiyun Sect,"
"Where is he now?" the strange man asked immediately.
"Elder Huo went to the Cultivation Alliance a few days ago," Zhu Ying told the news he had heard.
The strange man frowned: "Huo Yungang hasn't come back yet,"
Zhu Ying shook his head: "No, no, Elder Huo has not come back since he went to the Cultivation Alliance,"
The strange man stared at Zhu Ying closely: "You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"No, everything I said is true. If senior doesn't believe it, you can ask other Shuiyun Sect disciples," Zhu Ying said nervously.
The strange man stared at Zhu Ying for a moment, then waved: "Come here,"
"Ah..." Zhu Ying showed a trace of hesitation on his face.
"Come here," the strange man's face sank.
Zhu Ying's face twitched a few times, and she slowly walked up to the strange man, bent down and said respectfully: "Senior... you are..."
"Pah," the strange man raised his hand and grabbed Zhu Ying's forehead.
"Senior, you..." Zhu Ying passed out before he could finish his words.
After about a stick of incense, the strange man let go of Zhu Ying.
"Plop," Zhu Xiang slumped to the ground like a soft-legged shrimp.
Lin San just used the soul-searching technique on Zhu Ying and got several pieces of information. First, Huo Yungang did not return to Shuiyun Sect. Secondly, not long ago, Huo Yungang sent a message to the leader of Shuiyun Sect, saying Lin San killed his disciple Du Kang and his daughter Huo Cailing, and also smashed many Shuiyun Sect's shops in the Cultivation Alliance. The leader of the Shuiyun Sect directly gave an order to all the elders and disciples in the sect: hunt down Lin San and use everything possible Find a way to hunt down Lin San.
"Shuiyun Sect, if you want to hunt me down, then you have to see if you have the ability." Lin San snorted coldly: "Originally, I only wanted to cause trouble for Huo Yungang and did not want to provoke the Shuiyun Sect, but now Shuiyun Sect The Yun Sect dared to send disciples and elders to chase me. If this is the case, don't blame me for being ruthless."
In the blink of an eye, Lin San thought of a vicious plan to take revenge on the Shuiyun Sect. He just got a piece of information from Zhu Ying's mind, which was about the distribution of the Shuiyun Sect's spirit stone mines. The Shuiyun Sect has a total of twelve spirit stone mines. Of the stone mines, a small half are distributed near Shuiyun Sect, and the other half are distributed in deep mountains and rivers far away from Shuiyun Sect. Two of the large Lingshi mines are each staffed by a Nascent Soul Stage monk, and the other ten small ones are The Lingshi mines are guarded by several Jindan disciples. There are hundreds of disciples stationed in each Lingshi mine, and the guards are fairly tight.
"I wonder how the Shuiyun sect will react if we take away twelve spirit stone mines at once," Lin San laughed.