Chapter 1159

"Yes, your disciple obeys!"

Dozens of monks of various appearances stepped out from behind Great Master Chang Geng, weapons in hand. Using their lightness skills, they made their way up the mountain. It was obvious that the martial arts of these disciples of the Dharma Protectors were much better than the monks who had cleaned up the disciples of the various sects!

After the disciples of the Dharma Protectors left, Great Master Chang Geng waved his hand again and said, "All disciples, listen to my orders. Form a straight line from the bottom of the mountain and search every corner carefully. Do not miss out on anything out of the ordinary!"

"Yes, your disciple obeys!"

The remaining disciples of the Dalin Temple distanced themselves from each other and made their way up Yao Mountain step by step. From the looks of it, they were no different from the disciples of the various sects. They all had their heads lowered as they searched for copper coins!

"Ah! Help! The monks of the Dalin Temple are killing people!"

Not long after, a series of screams rang out from the top of Yao Mountain. Although the screams came a little late, they still came!

At the foot of Yao Mountain, there was a huge crowd of people. It was like a market. Everyone's faces were filled with joy and vigilance. That, combined with the ambition in their eyes, formed a complicated expression.

Everyone had heard the screams from the top of the mountain. There were many familiar voices among them, but most of them gritted their teeth and clenched their fists. They looked at the tents and wooden huts at the foot of the mountain with hatred in their eyes.

On top of Yao Mountain, the disciples of the Four Immortal Dao Sects searched the mountain in full swing. At the foot of the mountain, there were many more sects than the Four Immortal Dao Sects.

The sky was dark. At the foot of Yao Mountain, the Four Immortal Dao Sects had already cleaned up the corpses that had been killed on the mountain. The corpses were thrown carelessly on the ground. Those that belonged to family members or sects were taken away by people crying to the heavens. Those that had not been claimed were left lying there.

However, these corpses were no longer even passersby. Who would care?

On Mount Yao, the disciples were holding torches in their hands. The torches looked like specks of starlight. Not far from the foot of the mountain, a torches that looked like a river of stars appeared!

At the front was a hale and hearty old man, holding a sheathed podao in his hand. Beside him, there were several other people who also looked dignified. Looking behind him, there were thousands of people, all dressed in martial attire, holding torches in one hand and weapons in the other. Their anger soared to the sky as they looked at Yao Shan and followed behind the old man.

The procession hadn't even reached the foot of Yao Mountain yet, so it had already attracted the attention of the crowd. Many people whispered, "What is Old Master Shang doing?

He was a renowned figure in the Jianghu. How many years had it been since he last appeared?

Since you're here today, do you have something important to tell me? "

"That's right. Old Master Shang is a man of virtue and prestige. In the past, many things in the Jianghu were decided by him. It must be because he saw how rampant the Four Immortal Dao Sects were, that he represented the entire Martial Dao and wanted to seek justice from the Immortal Dao!"

After the Martial Arts Convention of the Incense Cult, the people in the Jianghu had a general understanding of the Immortal Dao and Martial Dao. It was easy for them to talk about it now.

Just as the crowd expected, Old Master Shang led the crowd to the campsite Between the Clouds and the Water.

The disciples of Between the Clouds and the Water were shocked when they saw the flood of people. Before they could get close, someone had already turned back to report!

The person guarding the entrance took a few steps forward and stopped the crowd, saying, "In front of you is our campsite Between the Clouds and the Water. Heroes, please stay!"

When Old Man Shang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. "This is the territory of Yaoshan, the heart of the Central Plains. This old man is not talented, but after roaming the jianghu for so many years, I've never heard of Yaoshan becoming the private territory of some sect or sect!"

"Who are you?

How dare you say that? "The disciple was stunned and sneered.

"That brat You has eyes but doesn't recognize Mount Tai. This is the Old Master Shang of a famous martial arts family in the Central Plains. He's more than seventy years old this year and is old enough to be your grandfather. How can you speak so rudely?"

The disciple frowned and thought for a while. He cupped his hands and said, "Old Master Shang, it's late now. May I know why you're here?"

"Nothing. I just have something to discuss with your sect's Bai Zhangmen!"

The disciple smiled and said, "Old Master Shang, it's late now. Please go back. Tomorrow, I'll report to my sect's Bai Zhangmen and invite you over for a chat. What do you think?"

This disciple of Between the Clouds and the Water was so polite that Old Master Shang couldn't get angry. He coughed and said, "I have something important to discuss with Bai Zhangmen. Little brother, you'd better go back and report it!"

"That's right. Hurry up and report it. Otherwise … we'll rush into your camp Between the Clouds and the Water. I'm afraid it'll be bad for you Between the Clouds and the Water!" Someone boldly shouted from behind.

"Who dares to rush into my camp Between the Clouds and the Water?" A loud shout came from not far away. It was Bai Yanqiu's voice.

Everyone looked up. Sure enough, the beautiful Bai Yanqiu was walking slowly in the light. Behind her were three old men in Taoist robes.

"I'm Shang Xuanze. Is that Bai Zhangmen Between the Clouds and the Water?" Old Master Shang cupped his hands and asked.

"I am Bai Yanqiu. May I know why Old Master Shang is looking for me?" Bai Yanqiu smiled.

"This …" Seeing Bai Yanqiu in person, Old Master Shang was a little hesitant. But looking at the people behind him, he seemed to have gathered his courage and said, "I've been elected as a representative by the one hundred and four sects in Jianghu. I'd like to ask for an explanation from the Four Immortal Sects led by Between the Clouds and the Water!"

"Eh?

Old Master Shang, what explanation do you want from us? "Bai Yanqiu asked, as if she already knew the answer.

"The Immortal Sects are admired by all in Jianghu. During the Wulin Assembly of the Incense Sect, we martial sects already know the gap between us and the Four Immortal Sects. Therefore, we've always followed the Four Immortal Sects' lead.

However, this magic treasure of Mount Yao is a gift from the heavens. Only the virtuous can possess it.

And this virtuous person doesn't necessarily have to be a member of the Immortal Sects. We martial sects should also have this right. "

"But now, not only have the Four Immortal Sects surrounded Mount Yao like an iron bucket, none of the other sects in Jianghu are allowed to approach. Moreover, just now, the Four Immortal Sects were ruthless and killed countless martial sects on Mount Yao.

This kind of behavior … how can we martial sects accept it? "

"Heh heh, I understand." Bai Yanqiu smiled. "But what do you think, Old Master Shang?"

Old Master Shang waved his hand. "Bai Zhangmen, you're wrong. This isn't my idea alone. It's the joint idea of all one hundred and four sects."

"Mm, it's all the same. Let's hear it, Old Master Shang!"

"It's nothing much. It's just that we martial sects want to be treated the same as the Four Immortal Sects. First, we'd like to ask the Four Immortal Sects to give us some space on Mount Yao. Second, we'd like to send people up the mountain with the Immortal Sects …"

"Search for the magic treasure together?" Bai Yanqiu smiled faintly. "But … what if we find the magic treasure?

What should we do? "

"Naturally, it'll belong to whoever finds it!" Old Master Shang laughed. "Does Bai Zhangmen have other ideas?"

Bai Yanqiu shrugged. "I can't think of anything at the moment. It's just that … the Jianghu has always had a rule of killing and robbing. If you pick up a magic treasure but don't have the fortune to use it and are killed, who will it belong to?"

"Naturally, it'll belong to whoever finds it!" Old Master Shang didn't say anything. Instead, a man beside him spoke up.

"Hehe, I don't know which sect's leader this is, but if it's as you say, then … wouldn't the entire Mount Yao be in a state of carnage again?

Countless deaths and injuries? "Bai Yanqiu smiled.

"That … that's better than only the Four Immortal Sects controlling Mount Yao and not letting us go up the mountain to search for the treasure!" The man gritted his teeth and looked at the people behind him. He mustered up his courage and said.

Bai Yanqiu was about to speak when he heard someone behind him say angrily, "What kind of dirty people are these?

With your cultivation, you want to covet the Mount Yao Immortal Abode? "

Bai Yanqiu was shocked. Before he could look back, he saw a person fly up from behind him and stop three feet in the air in front of Bai Yanqiu. It was Daoist Master Hao Yun.

Daoist Master Hao Yun had a fiery temper and was never afraid of trouble. At this time, when he heard the condemnation of people who were like ants in his eyes, he was already impatient. Without waiting for Bai Yanqiu to finish speaking, he took out a small, flute-like magic weapon from his arms and floated into the air. He scolded, "If you can borrow this attack of mine, I'll make the decision to let you go up the mountain!"

As he spoke, he didn't wait for the others to speak. He made a hand seal and injected his True Qi into the magic weapon. Suddenly, the magic weapon emitted a fiery red brilliance.

"Huh?"

Daoist Master Hao Yun was stunned. His hand paused for a moment, but then he waved his hand. The magic weapon drew a semicircle in front of Daoist Master Hao Yun, and a dense number of fireflies flew out. As if they had intelligence, they floated towards Old Shang and the others!

"Hao …" Bai Yanqiu saw Daoist Master Hao Yun floating in the air and knew it was bad. Just as he shouted a word, Daoist Master Hao Yun had already made his move. Seeing the countless sparks flying out, Bai Yanqiu's face showed surprise and a bitter smile!

"This …" Seeing this, Old Man Shang's snow-white eyebrows furrowed. He didn't understand what these sparks were. When one of the sparks flew in front of him, he stretched out the sheathed machete in his hand, wanting to block it.

Who would have thought that the sparks didn't seem to be very powerful in the air. After being blocked by the scabbard, a crisp "Pa" sound rang out and it exploded in the air. Once again, it formed a firework-like shape that enveloped Old Shang. This time, it was different from before. It was even faster. Before Old Shang could react, the tiny sparks had already hit his body.

The sparks were similar to the fire talismans that Zhang Xiaohua was used to using. When they landed on Old Shang's body, they immediately ignited his clothes, skin, hair, and so on. Even the scabbard was ignited by a few sparks!

Not only that, the sparks seemed to be poisonous. When they landed on his skin, it was incomparably painful. Even Old Shang couldn't withstand it. "Ah ~" With a scream, Old Shang threw away the scabbard and hurriedly wiped his face with his hand, wanting to extinguish the sparks …

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