Ye Qingcang folded his arms.
The one who had the hardest time was Qin Li.
He seemed to have been hammered in the heart, extraordinarily oppressive and cramped.
In his eyes, the Sect Leader Supreme was lying high in the nine clouds, an unrestrained wind.
Now pleading in a low voice for him, tainting his dignity and defeating his pride.
“Sectmaster, since the other party is unwilling to impart, we need not bow our heads, I believe I will have other opportunities.”Qin Li encircled his divine sword, indignant, completely not caring about the other party’s Perfect Nirvana Method.
“Don’t be impulsive!”
Ye Qingcang gave a persuasive cry.
Instead, the Kun Peng Sect Leader let out a loud laugh and said:
“Kid, do you have a lot of backbone? Natural Sect Leader, you should learn from this junior, don’t look like a deadbeat. Also, please leave Shifting Demon City, or else I’ll make my move.”
Ye Qingcang’s face was ugly, “As long as you can teach the Perfect Nirvana Technique, no matter what the conditions are, I will agree.”
“I don’t need anything.”
The Kun Peng Sacred Lord laughed coldly and flatly refused.
Ye Qingcang took a deep breath and stood in place, silent as a mountain.
“Sect Master, let’s return to the sect!”Qin Li looked at the despised and disdainful eyes of the surrounding group of demons, not wanting to stay here for long.
Instead of retreating, Ye Qingcang took out a sword weapon, like a small sun, blossoming with radiant sword aura that pressured the party with a might that far exceeded that of a magic treasure: “A spiritual treasure, in exchange for a chance at perfect nirvana.”
“What!”
The Kun Peng Holy Lord’s pupils shrank.
He did not expect Ye Qingcang to be so decisive, and the moment he made a move, it was a big one.
“Hanging Sun Killing Sword!”Qin Li’s eyes glazed over, he had his heart set on this killing sword.
This spiritual treasure should be stored in the Sword Graveyard, and it was feared that the Sect Leader had long guessed the Kun Peng Sacred Lord’s attitude, so he had brought the sword with him just so that he could achieve perfect Nirvana.
“Sect Leader, it cannot be allowed! This sword is the Heavenly Sword Peak’s greatest treasure, how can it be given to an outsider just for me, this Perfect Nirvana method is not to be learnt.”Qin Li was anxious, wasting a spiritual treasure for him was too unworthy.
“A gentleman’s word is his bond!”Ye Qingcang’s attitude was extremely serious.
“Good, Big Brother Ye is quick enough.”
The Kun Peng Sacred Lord was greatly pleased and raised his hand to seize the Hanging Sun Killing Sword.
He couldn’t help but take a closer look at it, and wanted to tease it a bit, but he found that the sword weapon was as silent as ice: “There’s a prohibition in the sword, what do you mean by that?”
“I will undo the prohibition after Dokuro Wufei’s perfect nirvana.”Ye Qingcang said faintly, appearing unusually careful.
“The heart of a villain measures the heart of a gentleman, so be it, you guys come with me!”The Kun Peng Holy Lord put away his sword weapon and raised his hand to strike a mighty wind blade.
Stab-la!
The void tore apart.
It transformed into a circular portal.
Which led to another magnificent Small Thousand World, the Prosperity Realm.
A few people leapt into it, and Qin Li immediately felt that the aura was more than five times thicker.
In the sky, auspicious clouds gave birth to Ruihua, purple qi rolled in neon rainbows, mountains followed verdant greenery, and ten thousand rivers flowed with spiritual syrup, an appearance of an immortal’s blessed land.
Compared to the roughness of the demon city outside, the buildings here are much more civilised, with tall buildings and cloud towers. If it wasn’t for the rich demonic aura in the air, and the giant demons and raptors travelling to and from the city, one would definitely be mistaken for a prestigious sect.
“I’ll give you guys the chance, three days later, Easy Cloud Palace, whether or not you can learn the Nirvana Method will depend on your fortunes.”
“Flying Wings, you take Roadside Jiang Shan and place the two of them there!”
The Kun Peng Holy Lord gave an explanation and took off in the air.
“Please follow me!”
The thousand-foot Kun Peng gave a respectful cry.
Ye Qingcang and the two of them followed over, scaling the mountains and crossing the Thousand Rivers along the way.
Qin Li’s frown grew deeper and deeper, “Where do you want to take us, it’s been little more than half an hour, why haven’t we arrived yet.”
The Thousand Fathoms Kunpeng was embarrassed, “I’m sorry, the Punjiang Mountain is very remote and isolated, with few demons living there, it’s an abandoned manor, we still have to fly some distance before we can arrive.”
“You point a direction, I’ll fly away.”Ye Qingcang struck out.
It didn’t take long to work.
They arrived at Punjiang Mountain.
A low mountain peak, a winding stream river, and a half-collapsed manor.
The place was desolate, empty and uninhabited, with elk and mallard chickens popping up from time to time.
It was a nice place to live in seclusion.
But entertaining guests was especially shabby and petty.
“A hallowed Sacred Lord, actually deliberately targeting in such a trivial matter.”
Qin Li was quite indignant and disdainful.
That Thousand-foot Kun Peng, however, said:
“I think it should be the Sacred Lord who doesn’t want you to meet the Lady.”
“Madam, who?”Qin Li raised his eyebrows, vaguely grasping the crux of the matter, and hurriedly pursued.
“I don’t know, I didn’t say anything, you guys have a good rest. There will be an event in the Easy Demon City three days from now.”With a terrified sentence, the thousand-foot Kun Peng spread its wings and flew away through the air.
The half-collapsed manor was thus silent.
Ye Qingcang found a clean place and sat on the ground, not saying a word.
“Sect Leader, you really have a big heart, you’ve been bullied like this and you don’t even have some reaction.”Qin Li couldn’t help but sigh.
Ye Qingcang said, “There’s nothing to be angry about, since ancient times, lagging behind is to be beaten, this is an unbreakable truth. Instead of being bitter about the abominations of the enemy, it would be better to be quiet and cultivate properly.”
Qin Li also understood this truth, but was uncomfortable in his heart.
In the sect, he had been embraced by many disciples, held up by the elders, and valued by the Sect Leader, and had drifted a bit.
Now that he had come out for a trip, he had been ruthlessly dropped to the ground, seeing the clan’s lack of ease, and the Sectmaster had to bow his head.
“But, but the Hanging Sun Killing Sword was taken away, I am unwilling.”
“If you are truly unwilling, then all the more reason to sharpen your cultivation, and when you are strong in another day, you will recapture the sword weapon and wipe out the previous shame.”Ye Qingcang educated.
He maintained an aloofness from the beginning to the end, and in the face of any humiliation, he dealt with it openly and lightly.
True to the saying, he is strong, let him be strong, the breeze brushes the hillock, he is cross, let him be cross, the bright moon shines on the great river.
Qin Li’s heart felt something, no longer impotent anger, but to restore the past calm, calm down, sitting on the side of the headmaster, vomiting cultivation, polishing the sky map, for three days after the nirvana preparation.
Mountain side.
The sun is gradually falling in the west.
Qin Li Ye Qingcang’s heart has no foreign objects.
However, two uninvited guests came straight from the distance.
One of them was Jian Wuhen, his cultivation had already recovered and even slightly improved, it seemed that the injury to his dantian had already been recovered.
The other person, however, was a majestic cultivator, with a face like a crown of jade, a country face, thin lips, and eyes that flickered with a cold aura of ferocity.
He wore a cloud-coloured tunic, and it was impossible to tell the depth, but he gave off a feeling of terror, with a level of might that was still above the Kun Peng Sacred Lord.
“Ye Qingcang, hello again!”
“Wanxiang Saint Lord, what is your business?”Ye Qingcang got up and said indifferently.
The Wanxiang Sacred Lord snorted coldly, “My disciple had his dantian wasted, what do you think I came over for.”
“It’s just a fight between disciples of the same generation, do you, an older generation, want to intervene, before you look shameless!”Ye Qingcang coldly shot back.
Jian Wu Sheng’s gaze was hateful as he coldly said, “This is a grudge between me and Dugu Wu Enemy, there is no need for Master, his old man, to intervene. After the last defeat, I have managed to enter the Uncommon Sword Scripture again, and my strength has greatly improved, so sooner or later, I will cut off his dog’s head.”
Qin Li was slightly startled, the two major sword techniques of the Wanxiang Holy Land, Impermanence and Impermanence, each of which was equivalent to the Four Seasons Divine Sword Chapter, had actually been learnt by both by Jian Wu Sheng, which showed the terror of the Sword King’s Body.
It was said that the combination of the two sword techniques would explode with transcendent might.
The Wanxiang Holy Lord was satisfied with his disciple’s progress and laughed, ”Celestials are but preparatory realms, and Nirvana is the stage of celestial pride. If you want to take revenge, you don’t need to rush, after perfect Nirvana, you can use the blood of your enemy to wipe the edge!”
Ye Qingcang raised his eyebrows in surprise, “It seems that you guys are also here for the Wind and Water Two Phase Cloth. What exactly did you guys pay to make the Kun Peng Sacred Lord agree to the human race entering the Sinking Realm.”
“There’s nothing to hide, a chance at Nirvana from The Sea of Ten Thousand Elephants Returning to Qi is just that.”The Wanxiang Holy Lord laughed aloud.
Ye Qingcang was shocked in his heart.
Two great Holy Lands, exchanging Perfect Nirvana Methods with each other, this represented an extremely close relationship and could be considered a precursor to an alliance.
However, this was an exchange between a Human Holy Land and a Demon Holy, which was a bit paradoxical.
It seemed that this generation of the Kun Peng Saint Lord had made many changes, no longer holding a grudge against the human race, and even utilising the power of the human race.
If one thought deeper, the Wanxiang Holy Land was the hegemon of the Sheng State, and the Kun Peng Holy Land was the hegemon of the Wind State, with a Natural Dao Sect sandwiched in between.
Being disliked by both families at the same time, if they united, the first to suffer would be the Dao Sect.
“A former best friend has become an enemy, and a best friend with that enemy!”
Ye Qingcang let out a bitter smile.
