Chapter 413: The sky is a thousand feet high, the earth is a hundred feet low

What happened next became dull and uninteresting. Wang Yansheng chopped Dugu Bo into fine pieces to make sauce to ensure that he could not come back to life.

Based on the teachings of his master and his own vision, he was certain that Dugu Bo's cultivation had not yet reached the realm of rebirth through a drop of blood and immortality.

"Sir, you are right. For a cultivator like this, there are many ways to save his life, but you still need to destroy his soul and spirit before you can let him go. This is what we call cutting the grass at its roots."

Wang Yansheng thought to himself and walked around the Dugu residence several times, searching the pool, cellar, secret room and rice warehouse to make sure that no one was alive. Although he did not kill the man, he had deliberately plotted against him. If they sought revenge in the future, he would be responsible for the consequences. It would be better to leave the land clean and white to avoid hatred again.

"This hatred started with me and ended with me. I have eliminated several evils from this world. My merits are immeasurable!"

He laughed, and then thought of the missing Cricket God: "Tianjiu Palace is beyond my ability to defeat, but..."

"My fate is so bad that I am more than just a disaster. I don't want to provoke others, but I won't let others provoke me."

After saying this, he went out as the city gates opened at dawn.

He was also blessed with good fortune. Whenever he saw a mountain, he would go into the mountain; when he saw a river, he would cross the river; he headed straight towards the direction of Tianjiu Palace. He picked up some spiritual objects from heaven and earth along the way, and practiced diligently during his rest time. He really found something interesting.

"This should be the maidservant among the monsters!"

Wang Yansheng looked at the monster in his hand. The spiritual energy of the world gave birth to spiritual ideas, and spiritual ideas gave rise to all things. Except for humans, who are the leaders of all spirits, the rest can be roughly divided into four categories: demons, spirits, ghosts, and monsters. They were all born from the spiritual communication of ancient objects and old beasts.

In his hand was a stone mortar with a picture of a maid grinding medicine engraved on the edge. There was also a thumb-sized stone elf in the mortar, which looked like a woman. The woman held a gold and silver pestle in her hand, which was similar to a tool for pounding medicine.

This monster is called Qi Bi Zi. Normally, it uses a stone mortar to pound medicine. Over the years, it has been exposed to a lot of smoke and medicinal essences. It has become psychic and can understand pharmacology and cure diseases. The most amazing thing about it is that it has a unique skill of handling medicinal materials and crushing medicinal essences.

"The three-month period is almost over. With this maid, I can present a small gift to the master when I see him, and please him, so that he won't trap me in the lake of my heart and I can't get out."

Wang Yansheng carefully put away the maidservant's weapon. It was related to his life and freedom. He was not a fool. As a demon, he was most sensitive to his desires. He could learn a lot of ways to please people just by watching.

After seven days of wandering, he finally arrived at the Xiankong Peak. At the top of the peak was the Tianjiu Palace.

"I can't tell from a distance, but when I get closer, I feel that Tianjiu Palace is a bit dilapidated."

Wang Yansheng had attained great spiritual attainments, so naturally his eyesight was also extraordinary. Although he was still unable to climb the mountain, he could vaguely see that the palace in the clouds seemed to have been attacked by someone, and a corner of it was broken.

"Brother, are you also here at Tianjiu Palace?"

Just as he was thinking, he heard a gentle voice behind him. Wang Yansheng was startled and thought to himself that he was careless and didn't even know that he was touched from behind. He turned around and saw that it was a Taoist priest. He looked young, handsome and energetic.

"Yes, yes, I was just thinking of going to the top of this peak to take a look, brother?" Wang Yansheng followed up the conversation without showing much emotion. The Taoists have the secret to maintain their youth. This man looks young, but who knows if he is some thousand-year-old monster hiding inside.

The young Taoist smiled when he heard this and said, "We are on the same path. I am Li Qiongying from the Shenxiao Sect. I see that your foundation is solid, without any impurities, only a pure aura. I believe you must be from the orthodox sect of our Xuan Sect. I wonder which immortal master you are from?"

"So it's Senior Brother Li. I, Wang Yansheng, have met you. My cultivation is low and my practice is not deep. My elders are afraid that I will lose face for them, so they don't allow me to explain my origins. I only know that I belong to that sect. I hope you can forgive me."

Wang Yansheng pretended to smile bitterly and said that he didn't have any master. Even his master was only a half-master. He wanted to find out some information and ask some questions, so he had to hide it.

Seeing Wang Yansheng was vague, Li Qiongying was not surprised. There were countless sects in the world with all kinds of strange rules. It was not surprising to let the disciples go down the mountain without revealing their background. But he felt a little strange.

"This person looks elegant and noble, with a spiritual aura emanating from his eyebrows. He must be a person of extraordinary talent, and his cultivation is comparable to mine. He looks younger than me. For a genius like this, the elders in the sect don't praise him everywhere to make him famous, but instead cover him up and don't allow anyone to talk about him. He is also a wonderful person."

Thinking in his heart, Li Qiongying said: "Since the sect has rules, I am reckless. I saw that my senior brother walked up the mountain, but he had no means of transportation. Now, a group of Taoist seniors have gathered in Tianjiu Palace, and it is very lively. If you go too late, you will inevitably miss the honor of the seniors. Why don't I take you there?"

The two of them called each other "senior brother", but it was not based on seniority from the perspective of teachers and seniors. This "senior brother" was a respectful title in Taoism, which showed respect. No matter how old or how deep the level of Taoism was, as long as they were of the same generation, even if they were not familiar with each other, they could call each other "senior brother". First, it represented that Taoism was one family, and second, it was also a title. As for the seniority after they became familiar with each other, that was a matter for the future.

"I'm here to gain experience. My master is out on business and not around, so he doesn't even have a magic weapon to hand. I'm young, so it won't be wrong to call you Brother Li." Wang Yansheng changed the name as a way of building a relationship.

"If you have time, Brother Li, it would be a great help if you could give me a ride. I'm unfamiliar with the place, I don't know many acquaintances, and I don't know the rules. I'd like to ask Brother Li to teach me a lesson!"

Li Qiongying laughed heartily. He was a generous and kind-hearted person. He wanted to make friends with heroes all over the world. When he saw a talented man at the foot of the mountain, he showed up to see him. If it had been a fierce and foul-minded man, he would have swung his sword to kill him.

He opened his mouth and released a sword ball. The sword ball fell in mid-air, suddenly grew larger, and stopped steadily in front of the two people. The sword body was wide, making it difficult for people to lie down, but it was naturally very spacious for people to stand on it.

"It just so happens that I know some sword-flying techniques, and with the resources distributed by the sect, I refined a Rainbow Cloud Sword. Although it is not as good as the golden light turning into rainbow of the senior masters, it is better than walking on my own with sore feet."

Wang Yansheng had never seen such a sword before, and nodded with joy. Li Qiongying jumped onto the sword, and he also jumped onto the sword like Li Qiongying.

"This sword-controlling technique is not as comfortable as the treasure ship and fairy boat. The wind is strong on the road. Fortunately, my sword has a protective restriction that can block the wind and waves."

Li Qiongying said something and raised a magic circle to protect the two of them within a few dozen meters, preventing the strong wind and cold air on the road from invading.

"The Tianjiu Palace is not far away. Brother Wang, stand still and watch me fly my sword through the air!"

As he gave a command, the Rainbow Cloud Sword went from being extremely still to extremely moving, transforming into a beam of sword light that rose into the sky and headed for the top of Xiankong Peak.

"Brother Li, from what you said, there is a group of authentic masters gathered at Xiankong Peak. Did something happen in Tianjiu Palace?" Wang Yansheng asked as he looked at the Tianjiu Palace which was getting closer and closer and was in ruins.

"You didn't know?" Li Qiongying glanced at him, shook her head and said with a smile: "That Tianjiu Palace is gone!"

"About a month ago, Tianjiu Palace Master Nalan Sheng held a birthday banquet. Something went wrong and a war broke out. The wedding banquet turned into a death banquet. All the disciples of the palace and the guests died. I heard that Wanfa Sect also lost a Taoist priest."

"I don't know the details, I just know it was caused by a treasure."

"Nalan Sheng is dead?" Wang Yansheng murmured to himself. He roughly guessed what the so-called treasure was. Wanfamen was involved, so he was afraid that it was brother Dugu Bo who reported the news.

"You are wrong. Nalan Sheng is not dead, but he is useless. He doesn't have much cultivation left. A small Tianjiu Palace is not likely to attract attention from all sides."

Li Qiongying shook her head and didn't keep the secret: "It is rumored that Nalan Sheng is a disciple of an overseas immortal. Now that he has encountered such a great disaster, he has attracted that immortal lady, who has set up a big battle to seek justice for this disciple."

He sneered, "Whether it's fair or not is another matter. The secrets inside haven't been sorted out yet, and it's not clear who's right or wrong. I'm afraid there's a lot of water in it!"

"how do I say this?"

"Well, seeing that the skills you follow are not from a side sect, let's chat for a while," Li Qiongying was also talkative, "The predecessor of Tianjiu Palace was not an orthodox sect, but a sect affiliated with the Demon Sect. There are many sects like this."

"Think about it, even in the Xuan Sect, friendly brothers still have to distinguish between superiors and inferiors, not to mention this kind of traitors. Most of the authentic disciples look down on them. It's just that in order to subdue the reputation of the authentic sect of the Demon Sect, it is regarded as a historical legacy and is put aside."

"These traitors are also arrogant and domineering. They just confine themselves to one place and make a prison of their own. The orthodox sect can't find a reason to take action against these evil cultivators. Unexpectedly, the Tianjiu Palace became the first to speak out. I think the upright masters intend to take this opportunity to cut off these rotten flesh and get rid of the remaining poison."

Li Qiongying had a cold face and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "If you ask me, the Demon Sect doesn't want this kind of traitor, and neither does the Orthodox Sect. Only dead Demon Cultivators are good Demon Cultivators."

Wang Yansheng looked at his murderous look and knew that there was probably a lot of hidden secrets, nothing more than the evil deeds of the demon cultivators: "Who is that overseas immortal?"

"I heard that it was an island owner overseas, called the Sensing Fairy Lady Sanxiao Niangniang. She alone set up a large formation in the East China Sea to block the flow of water. Over time, I'm afraid that the Central Plains will suffer a drought. This is an evil thing that endangers the world. I don't know what the situation is now. The fairy lady must be very brave to dare to do such a thing."

"Why are the overseas cultivators not enjoying themselves in other islands, but coming to the Middle-earth to interfere?"

Li Qiongying sighed: "Let's not talk about this anymore, we've arrived."

The sword light stopped and fell on the top of the mountain. Wang Yansheng then saw that there were many people gathered here, young and old, with different levels of Taoism. They were all authentic disciples and most of them were led by their elders.

"I'll go ask around and be back in a moment. If you know anyone, Brother Wang, let's chat for a while. If not, I'll take you to meet my senior master later so you can get to know him."

Li Qiongying gave some instructions and disappeared into the crowd.

Wang Yansheng was a rookie, he didn't know anyone, and his identity was a mixture of real and fake. He was not idle either, he wandered around to see if he could get any information.

"Have you heard about the Yellow River Formation in Wumen Gorge? It's extremely powerful. A swordsman tried to break the formation with his magic weapon, but was sucked into the formation by the fairy lady. His cultivation was almost ruined. Fortunately, no one was killed. She just asked someone to pass on a message."

There were people talking, probably talking about some confusing news, so I didn't use any telepathic method, I just talked casually to pass the time.

"What message?"

"It's said that the overseas immortals came to the Middle Earth to ask for advice and ask the Xuanmen to break the formation. This is a slap in our face, a slap in the face of the cultivators in the Middle Earth."

One of them was indignant: "What a big tone, a mere cultivator from a remote place actually dares to say such cruel words, do you really think that I am the only one in the Middle-earth!"

"They are really so arrogant. Not only that, Tianjiu Palace Nalan Sheng also went around lobbying and persuaded a group of traitors from the Demon Sect hiding in the orthodox sect to challenge us!" another person responded.

"Why? How dare they do this just because of an unknown overseas immortal?"

"Maybe he saw someone backing him up, so he had other ideas. At worst, he could go to the sea. Even though it's a barren land, he could still be the emperor of an island. Those rats wouldn't be so comfortable in my life."

"How heartless and heartless, a nest of snakes and rats, no one cares about the Taoist seniors?"

The man shook his head, "Of course I have to take care of it. Otherwise, why are we all gathered here? It can't be just playing house, right? But in my opinion, the formation set up by the fairy lady is quite impressive. Not to mention that it can block the endless water vapor at the mouth of the East China Sea, just look at the ground now, don't you understand? The captured swordsman is a real immortal."

After saying this, he sighed: "These are troubled times!"

Wang Yansheng listened in silence, then lowered his head and looked at the ground carefully, and was a little surprised.

"The ground is too bumpy, with countless tiny holes hidden inside, and it's very soft."

He turned the corner, bent down and picked up a handful of soil. The top layer of soil was extremely soft. Wang Yansheng used his magic power and dug his fingers into the ground.

"Huh? Is it sand?"

As the magic power explored all the way, he discovered that under the thin soil, there was a layer of fine sand. Dozens of feet down, the soil became extremely hard. When he looked around, he found that the whole place was like this.

"It's as if someone had turned the entire front over, filled in the fine sand, and then covered it with a thin layer of soil, and the bottom soil seemed to have been carefully pressed with a heavy object, compacted and extremely hard."

Wang Yansheng circled the remains of the Tianjiu Palace several times, looked at the traces of the foundation, and confirmed his guess: the Xian Kongfeng was actually pressed down a hundred feet deep by someone with great magical powers, and the entire mountain top was shortened out of thin air.

"The mountain is a hundred feet low, and the sky is a thousand feet high. Is this the method used by the gods and immortals?"

He muttered to himself, and at this moment, Li Qiongying came over.

"Brother Wang, you are here. It was hard for me to find you. Let's go. There is an inner hall in Tianjiu Palace that has just been renovated. The masters of various sects are discussing matters there. I will take you to meet the elders of my sect."

Wang Yansheng stopped thinking and smiled innocently.

"I'm coming."

(End of this chapter)