Chapter 228 - 228: 5: Spiritual Mountains Thunder Tribulation 2
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The white-browed elder_abbot held his Zen cane while clasping his hands together, saying, “The whole Immortal_Sect is a whole, and now that disputes have arisen, who can stay out of it? The Devil_Sect will not give up easily, and we can no longer hide from the world. As compassionate Buddhists, how can we sit idly by while chaos reigns in the world?”
“Do you mean to deploy the seventy-two golden monks within the temple?”
The elder_abbot nodded, continuing, “We must ensure the safety of that person from the Xia Country. Once the Immortal_Cultivation_World is in chaos, the Mortal_World will inevitably suffer.”
“I understand.”
At this moment, in the Limitless Immortal Sect.
While the disciples were still immersed in the sad atmosphere, an aged and strong voice rang in their minds.
“Cheer up, everyone.”
The voice resonated like a grand bell, echoing in their minds.
In front of the Limitless Peak’s spiritual pond, an old man with a fishing rod stood. Although his body was stooped, he bore an extraordinary aura.
At this moment, an elder of the Limitless Immortal Sect appeared in the air, transmitting a message:
“I know you are grieving, but there are more important matters at hand.”
“Demon creatures in the Northern State are running rampant, threatening the Central State’s territory. This year, the appearance of the Devil_Sect has greatly increased. As disciples of the Immortal_Sect, we cannot sit idly by.”
“Starting today, all True Disciples must go down the mountain for trials, and the inner and outer disciples must also accept the tasks assigned by the sect.”
“Furthermore, I announce a more important matter. In accordance with the sect leader’s last will, the elders unanimously agree to have Elder Hai succeed the position of the Limitless Immortal Sect Hierarch.”Folloow current novÊls on nov3lb((in).(com)
“Yes!”
Upon hearing the new rules set by the sect and seeing the elder’s reaction, many disciples felt a chill in their hearts.
It was as if they understood something.
Apparently, the fall of the sect leader was not an unforeseen event but had been predicted long ago.
The actions of the Devil_Sect had confirmed this.
“Where are the_Sword-wielders?”
The old man asked indifferently.
As soon as the words fell, a terrifying sword pillar rose from the central Immortal_peak.
The powerful sword auras instantly enveloped the entire Limitless Immortal Sect.
“In this journey, guard the ten entrances of the human world’s Spiritual Mountains without fail.”
The old man issued an order.
With a “swish” sound, ten streams of light dispersed in all directions.
The sword auras came quickly and left quickly, vanishing into the sky in an instant.
The scene left many sect disciples in awe.
“Did I see it wrong? There are people on the Immeasurable Immortal Peak? I thought it was a forbidden area that no one was allowed to enter,” a young disciple wondered.
A patient senior_brother explained, “You joined the sect late, so it’s normal not to know. It is said that there are ten Swordsmen on the Immeasurable
Immortal Peak, who have been taught the ancient sword art by the sect leader. They have raised their swords for a hundred years and have been in seclusion, only to take action when the sect is in crisis. It seems that the situation of the Limitless Immortal Sect is no longer promising.”
“The Devil_Sect has been outrageous this year, and now with the sect leader’s death, I’m afraid a war is about to break out.”
Somehow, the disciples of the Limitless Immortal Sect sensed a crisis, but they remained fearless and resolute.
Since they began cultivating, they had experienced many years of peace, and many disciples were eager for action.
Cultivating for longevity, wielding swords to destroy demons, and entering the path of immortality were their two goals.
White qi smoke, white qi smoke it is, which is quite normal.
Zhao Huai followed the scholar into the living room, just stepping inside, he saw Song Zhishu and an old man and a young woman.
His attention first focused on the elder.
The elder had a circle of flesh-colored hair on his head, looking like a Buddhist practitioner.
However, his appearance and clothing clearly didn’t match. He had a dark face and was very skinny. He wore a treasure-green monk’s robe, revealing half of his shoulder and covered in dense incantations.
“Your Highness, you’re here,” Song Zhishu said with a smile when he saw Zhao
Huai.
“This must be the famous Crown Prince of Yan Country that has risen to prominence in the past year,” a woman’s voice sounded from the side.
Her voice was like that of a singing oriole, clear, melodious, soft, and gentle.
Zhao Huai unconsciously looked up and couldn’t help but pause for a moment.
Such a beautiful woman.
She was clad in a revealing outfit that exposed her navel, extremely sexy. A red silk scarf draped over her shoulders, her head wrapped with a long scarf. She appeared to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with an upturned nose and snow-white skin. She was extremely delicate and exceptionally beautiful, exuding an exotic charm.
To be honest, Zhao Huai had seen so many beautiful women by now that he thought it impossible to rank the beauty of women in the world.
It was because each of them had a unique temperament, like the gentle and considerate qualities in Madam, her noble and dignified aura, and sometimes the stubborn persistence and assertiveness beneath.
There was also the natural-born naive and ethereal Qiu Yueqing, the wild and rude, petite younger sister-in -law Pei Xiangyun, and the cold, silver-haired beauty Yin Nanyu with her dead-fish expression every day.
Each person had their own style.
Right now, this woman before him had a hint of mischief in her eyes, yet her gaze still retained its crystal-clear quality. The slight smile tugging at her lips seemed to pull on one’s heartstrings.
But no matter how beautiful the other party was, it would be of no use.
His heart could no longer accommodate any more beauty from the human world.
The girl he loved was both his life’s cinnabar and moonlight.
Zhao Huai only glanced at her for a moment before quickly shifting his gaze to the old monk with the flesh bun on his head.
A powerful cultivator in the Rebirth Realm!
He made a decisive judgment.
Through the observation of the Divination Master, he could see the thick qi smoke on the elder’s face.
Obviously, this was a very strong cultivator. The qi smoke of a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm would never be this dense. The old monk’s cultivation must definitely be above the Rebirth Realm.
In the world of Immortal Cultivation, powerful cultivators of the Rebirth Realm were definitely not numerous, but they were already very strong cultivators who could serve as elders in major sects or establish their own sects, with the title of Immortal.
It was evident that the identity of the woman beside him was also extraordinary.
At this moment, Song Zhishu spoke up-
“Your Highness, let me introduce you. This lady here is Princess Luo Ya of the Shenluo Gu Kingdom in Western State.”
“And this one beside her is Wen Xiang Bodhisattva of the Sorceress Sacred
Sect.”
“Shenluo Gu Kingdom?”
Zhao Huai heard the name and immediately began searching his memory.
In his impression, Western State had its origins in ancient times and was dominated by several old countries. There were three major kingdoms among them: Shenluo, Tianluo, and Diluo. They were originally one large country, but with the evolution of history, they split into three.
At the same time, the religious culture of Western State flourished, and there were countless sects.
In the eyes of people from Central State, they referred to these places as the land of demonic sects and bewitched countries.
What were they doing here?