Chapter 701 All forces gather together

"Fellow Taoists from Jinchan Temple have come from afar, and the Huanxing Sect... is waiting for you at a distance!"

Situ Zhen smiled and shouted into the distance.

"Fellow Taoist, you are very polite. It is an honor for Jinchan Temple to be invited by the Huanxing Sect to explore the secret realm of Tianyan together."

A clear voice came with the wind, and immediately after, forty rays of light flashed across the sky and landed on a slightly lower hill next to the peak where everyone from the Huanxing Sect was standing.

The monks who came all had bald heads, had dots on their heads, and wore uniform dark yellow robes. They were monks from the Buddhist sect of Jinchan Temple, one of the five major powers.

There was one person in the lead, whose appearance and attire were completely different from the others.

The man was wearing a gorgeous blue monk's robe, and his face was like a crown of jade. He had a delicate face and a slender crescent eyebrow that flew lightly into his temples. On the head of the head is a beaded crown, with various Hunyuan jade beads on the crown, shining brightly in the sun, exuding light blue brilliance.

Below the beaded crown is a long royal blue hair. Coupled with that delicate face, his whole person immediately gave off an indescribable aura of charm and evil charm.

At first glance, he doesn't look like an eminent monk, but more like a demon monk.

But those eyes were as clear as water, like an innocent child. The eyes are flashing, but bright and sharp, and do not tolerate impurities, infringements, deceptions, and even the slightest bit of evil and sin.

This person is no one else, but the person in charge of the monks at Jinchan Temple, Zen Master Shanfa.

Zen Master Shanfa stood in the air, facing Situ Zhen, with an expression of neither joy nor anger, with evil charm and majesty coexisting on his face!

Situ Zhen said with a look on his face: "No, it is a blessing for the Huanxing Sect to have all the eminent monks and masters from Jinchan Temple come to help!"

"After entering the secret realm, we still need the help of all our fellow Taoists!"

Zen Master Shanfa looked calm and said calmly: "Of course! The inheritance of Tianyan Order is of no use to the practitioners in Jinchan Temple. It is a blessing to be invited by the Huanxing Sect and have the opportunity to return to the place where the sages came from!"

"Elder Situ, please rest assured, Jinchan Temple will do its best to help your sect obtain the inheritance!

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Situ smiled brightly, with a smile on his face, and was about to continue speaking.

There was another loud sound coming from the distance.

"Xiao Muzi of the Wuji Sect, together with all of my fellow disciples, have met Elder Situ and fellow Taoists of the Huanxing Sect!"

"Zen Master Shanfa and the masters from Jinchan Temple are also here. I am polite!"

At the same time as the sound sounded, forty bright sword lights streaked across the sky in the distance, cutting through the clouds in the sky, as if cutting a hole in the sky.

The fierce momentum gathered and dispersed, forming a huge pressure, which directly caused hundreds of thousands of monks in the surrounding area to hold their breath for an instant and became silent.

The sword light arrived in an instant.

On the forty flying swords stood forty figures wearing Taoist robes.

Although they wield swords, these people's cultivation levels are all at the Golden Core stage.

"Is this the sword cultivator of the Wuji Sect? They have such a fierce aura. Judging from their firm eyes, it is obvious that they are dedicated monks who are dedicated to the way of swordsmanship. And each one of them seems to have extremely high attainments in the way of swordsmanship."

"No wonder they say that sword cultivators are usually very powerful. From this alone, you can know that what they say is true!"

"I don't see Jiang Feixue. Is it because she hasn't condensed the golden elixir yet? Or is this trip too dangerous, so she didn't come with her?"

Su Twelve stood behind the crowd and saw the Wuji Sect members appearing. He quickly glanced at the forty figures from the corner of his eye.

He will never forget that he still has an old friend in Wuji Sect.

Not seeing anyone he knew made Su Twelve a little disappointed, but also a little lucky. After all, Tianyan Secret Realm and his party are definitely not a good thing.

Then his peripheral vision swept over Xiao Muzi who was the leader.

Same as when we met in Yemoyun City

As before, Xiao Muzi still wore a white smoke-colored Taoist robe, a gold-trimmed pure Yang scarf on his head, a long beard, a long and narrow face, handsome and resolute. But the most important thing is that he looks like a master with an immortal style.

Compared with the past, his cultivation level has not improved.

However, the aura emanating from his body was even more perfect. It was obvious that he was not far from the peak of the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir stage, and was already at the level of cultivation that Ningying was about to reach.

Behind him, he carried a long sword as always, which was buried in a black scabbard engraved with complex patterns. In the center of the sword is a piece of pure black and white Tai Chi Yin and Yang jade.

Although the sword is not unsheathed, there is an invisible sword force surrounding it.

One look... and one knows that this sword is definitely extraordinary.

"That flying sword... is at least a second-grade magic weapon?"

Su Twelve's pupils shrank suddenly and he reacted in an instant.

When he first saw it, he was keenly aware that this flying sword was extraordinary. Only today, after seeing the second-grade magic weapon Flying Sword, can I truly determine the grade of this flying sword.

"It turns out that these are fellow Taoists from the Wuji Sect who have come all the way. Thank you for your hard work!" Situ Zhen hurriedly turned to look at Xiao Muzi and greeted him with a smile.

"Elder Situ is so polite! Why don't you see Sect Master Xi? Could it be that this trip... he won't participate?"

Xiao Muzi quickly scanned the Huanxing Sect's people with his sharp eyes and immediately asked.

Situ Zhen hurriedly smiled and said: "Thanks to Taoist friend Lao Xiaomuzi, the sect leader is currently practicing secret techniques in seclusion. He is unable to participate in this trip to the Tianyan Secret Realm!"

Xiao Muzi nodded slightly and stopped asking further questions. The person was in the air but had not yet landed. He glanced at other places and then said, "Huh? The people from the Zhao Dynasty haven't appeared yet?"

Situ Zhen said thoughtfully: "Counting the time, it's time to come over!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound from outside the sky

A loud voice like muffled thunder.

"Thank you, fellow Taoists, for your concern. The Emperor is already here!"

As soon as the sound came, white clouds billowed in the sky, carrying rich water vapor and rolling up.

Immediately afterwards, a huge flying boat with a body of a hundred feet long, dark blue in the shape of a giant dragon, and a bow carved into the shape of a dragon's head came speeding from the sky.

The flying boat traveled mightily, and wherever it went, it directly swept away the clouds and mist in the sky.

The domineering and powerful aura exuded, as if a mountain was descending, made everyone startled.

When the flying boat slowly descended, everyone inside and outside Yunheng Mountain unanimously cast their eyes on the majestic flying boat.

On the deck of the flying boat, there were more than sixty figures standing.

The person standing in front of the leader is none other than the Dragon Lord of the Great Zhao Dynasty, Zhao Mingyuan.

Zhao Mingyuan was wearing a dark blue dragon robe with dragon embroidery on his clothes and a crown on his head, showing his domineering and royal majesty.

Behind him, more than thirty figures stood on both sides.

Among them were Duanmu Kuanglong, the head of the Duanmu family, and his sister Duanmu Liuying. The only thing missing is the trace of Duanmu Burning Dragon.

And diagonally behind Zhao Mingyuan, there was another group of people standing.

There were not many people, only about twenty people, all dressed in black.

At the head were a man and a woman, both of whom seemed to be relatively young.

The man wears a dark red robe with emerald green bamboo patterns embroidered on it, and his head is tied up in a bun. He has a resolute face and exudes a strong and upright charm, exuding an air of aloofness.

The man's cultivation level is not high, but he is in the early stages of the Golden Core stage. Behind him, the other men in black were far above him in cultivation. But everyone stood behind him without any complaints.

The evil cultivators in the world have always acted without any rules, and there are many people who just go their own way. But now, he is acting surprisingly well-behaved.