In the name of being the head of the sect, Hong Xuesheng sent a message to the disciples of the Changming Sect, saying that the head of the sect and the two Supreme Elders had an explanation that all the disciples would return to the sect quickly. If they were a moment late, they would punish them with the laws of the sect.
The Changming Sect presided over the vast earthly realm within a radius of thousands of miles, but there were thousands of inner disciples, and there were only tens of thousands of outer disciples who had taught several magic techniques.
Fortunately, Hong Xuesheng didn't care about those outer disciples who were only taught a few magic techniques, but only ordered disciples above the inner disciples to come back.
For a moment, I don’t know how many monks Changming who were in seclusion in the cave could only hurried out and rush to the main island.
Qian Chen saw clearly in the gourd on the fairy vine. There were thousands of palaces inside and outside the Changming Sect. Surrounding the main island, there were flowing lights flying. There were practitioners coming and going in and out at any time. The flying magic weapons in the sky were very majestic and extremely prosperous and busy. There were nearly a thousand monks who could drive talisman dragons, paper cranes, and shuttles.
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Qian Chen's eyes were filled with strange lights, and he scanned the many disciples of the Changming Sect.
He sat cross-legged on the gourd, pinched his hand, and the mysterious yellow Ruyi flew out of the chaos and put it on his arm...
Then, with Ruyi on the jade face that looks like Ganoderma lucidum, you can use your hand to write and draw.
On this huge island, the spiritual vein with abundant spiritual energy, the mountain protection formation that senior Changming worked hard to set up, the tens of thousands of acres of spiritual fields opened, countless spiritual medicines carefully cultivated on the spiritual fields, the Ling Valley, the several warehouses in this sect's resident - various external objects of cultivation accumulated in the area, prepared to worship the Dragon Palace, and several shell fields that raise spiritual shells within a radius of hundreds of miles around the Spirit Island...
Even these thousands of disciples who have built foundations above, hundreds of elixir monks, more than ten Nascent Souls, and their magic weapons, and their family background...
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Qian Chen happily counted the family background of the Changming Sect. He saw that the Changming disciples who were of good qualifications, good grades of Jiedan and good appearance would also carefully remember them.
These are all excellent coolies in the future. Even though Lou Guan Dao is a direct descendant of the Taoist sect, it is difficult to become a true descendant without a real talent and beautiful jade. However, these monks have to be trained in the gourd, be an outer deacon, manage the spiritual fields, sacrifice and refine magic weapons, etc.
He counted the foundation of the Eternal Ming Sect and was very excited, but the Feng Xian Zhenren next to him looked complicated.
Even though Changming Qiongshu had not had any contact for thousands of years and had been two sects, the Changming Sect also regarded Qiongming Zhenren as its ancestor. One flower and one leaf, two branches and the two Taoist veins eventually came from the same source.
But since he and Qian Chen intervened in the Changming Sect, his master, the Supreme Elder and even the true disciples have really broken his heart.
The Changming Sect, from top to bottom, indulged in evil ways, abused the same clan, was obsessed with interests, respected the Dragon Palace, disrespected the ancestors, colluded with Penglai one by one, and was really terrible! Seeing Qian Chen plotting step by step, he finally wanted to completely swallow this sect.
It was still Hong Xuesheng, and Xia Zhenyan, who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors and was ungrateful, was no longer considered the Taoist tradition of Master Qiongming, but when he saw this scene, he would certainly feel a little grateful.
Feng Xian couldn't bear to say, "Fellow Daoist Qian, this time Changming is destroyed, what will you do with the other disciples in this sect?"
Qian Chen said lightly: "Pick a group of people with good character and innocent wealth to re-cultivate them, kill all the families that Xia family, Luo family and others who defect to the Dragon Palace, refine them into Taoist soldiers and puppets, and then the others have refined them, and they will serve in this gourd in this life! Without a few generations or lifetimes, I think it will be difficult for these people to return to the earthly world!"
"But I will give the disciples of Qiongshang Sect and the disciples of Changming who are willing to join Qiongshang to fellow Taoists."
Qian Chen swept his mind and saw everyone on the island: "But, there won't be too many disciples like this!"
Feng Xianzi had an answer in his heart, and he just shook his head and sighed when he heard this.
Two days later, the disciples of Changming who were closer were almost here, and now there are very few who are still wandering outside. Hong Xuesheng was worried that the night was long and dreaming, so he announced that the Dharma Assembly would begin tomorrow.
Early in the morning, he summoned a group of disciples of Changming to the Grand Historian Hall. Thousands of monks listed them according to their cultivation level, with dense heads, and they were like a prosperous sect.
After the sound of the golden bell and jade chime sounded thirty-six times, the rituals were followed, and the true teachings from the elders came forward to burn incense. The other disciples pinched the seals with their hands, prayed silently, worshiped Qiongming, Changliu and all the ancestors.
Then a man was wearing a water and fire robe, wearing a purple gold crown, holding the magic weapon left by Changliu Zhenren, sweeping the clouds and whisks, and walked out side by side with another Taoist with white hair and beard. It was the clan leader of Changming, Hong Xuesheng and Xia clan elder Zhenyan.
Hong Xuesheng spoke slowly, recited a Taoist sutra, and then said loudly: "I will always be victorious in fighting two ways, merged with Qiongshu Sect, and fulfilled the wishes of the ancestors of the two sects, the gourd immortal vine planted by the ancestors personally returned to this sect! I and the Supreme Elder meditated under the immortal vine for decades, and finally understood the ancestor's legacy and realized the pot-sky magic power of the ancestors who refined gourds in the past!"
"Today, we must gather you and others to work together to refine this treasure into a cave, and then move the sect into it."
"Enjoy the boundless fairy blessing!"
The true disciples below were shocked, and the Xia family's children were even more shocked and suspicious. They couldn't help but look at the ancestor above, but saw Elder Xia, disguised as Hong Xuesheng, nodding slightly, waved his sleeves, and opened the sect magic array, revealing the gourd immortal vine in the forbidden area.
The fairy vine is surrounded by rays of sunset, and golden flowers are hanging. A gourd, a one-person-sized gourd sways slightly, shining with nine-colored lights. The fairy sounds are bright in the belly. The gourd's mouth continues to emit rays of sunsets, and it is an extraordinary fairy treasure.
The gourd gained the magic power of the leader Hong, and it rose in the wind, and soon it was as big as a hill. Looking inward from the mouth of the gourd, there was a fairy mountain spiritual island transformed by vitality, with continuous palaces and thousands of fertile fields, just like a fairy family cave.
These scenes are all illusory caves transformed by the vitality in the gourd, but they can already deceive any monks under the transformation of gods.
Hong Xuesheng took the lead in walking into the gourd, and Elder Xia said coldly: "My Xia family members entered first, and then the elders of each family are the true teachings, and the other inner disciples will sacrifice and refine them outside!"
Hearing this, the Xia family's children were extremely proud and flew into the gourd with a proud look, followed by the elders of each family.
Qian Chen pinched an invisibility method, sat upright on the gourd, and counted people in. When all the monks above the elixir entered the gourd, Hong Xuesheng suddenly sacrificed the gourd and swallowed all the monks on the square in one mouthful.
At this time, a light of light flew up in the sect’s accessory area. When he came to Hong Xuesheng, there was an old Taoist with white hair scattered behind him. As soon as he saw Hong Xuesheng, he shouted: "Hong Xuesheng, where have you brought me Changming disciples? Then Xia Zhenyan is obviously a fake. Do you think he can deceive me?"
Hong Xuesheng said lightly: "Uncle Nangong, our sect has caused a great disaster. The Dragon Palace will come to attack soon! I discussed a way with Senior Brother Xia to open the pot sky with the immortal vine gourd left by the ancestor, take away this foundation and the disciples of the sect, find another spiritual island outside the sea, and establish another sect."
"Because the matter was urgent, there was no time to discuss with the uncle, and I was afraid of shaking people's hearts, so I hid it!"
The old man jumped and said, "I'll just talk about the Dragon Palace? This foundation was won by the ancestor and the Dragon King. I, Changming, is not the subordinate of the Dragon Palace, so why bother with them?"
"You are all flattering the Dragon Clan, which has lost my integrity. Now, I'm fine! I didn't see you taking advantage of anything, I'm causing a big disaster!"
After saying that, he looked up at the fairy gourd, with a little doubt in his eyes.
Hong Xuesheng saw that he did not believe it, but said lightly: "The Uncle Gourd should recognize it. It was the unfake planted by the ancestor himself. Could it be that Uncle Master thought that the ancestor's relics would be done by me? He had assassinated Senior Brother Xia and had to cheat all the descendants of Man Sect before!"
Elder Nangong looked for a while and nodded, "If it were the relics of the ancestor, I would believe it! I will go and see where you found the great magical power of the sun and moon in the pot. It is true that the art of the pot sky can open up a small world, but I have never heard of the ancestor having such magical powers..."
After saying that, he actually walked into the gourd by himself!
Hong Xuesheng then showed a hint of sneer, cast a spell to close the gourd, Qian Chen, who witnessed all this from the perspective of the immortal vine, responded with some expression. Feng Xianzi next to him said: "I have long heard that the elder Nangong Taishang of the Changming Sect has a very long life span, and is a decadent person, and his mind is useless! Unexpectedly, it is really like this..."
"Optimistic and careless!"
Feng Xianzi looked at him with a look of helplessness and watched Elder Nangong fall into the gourd, waving his hand to disperse the vitality condensed into the palace, facing the small world that is thousands of miles in the gourd, he pondered his head and thought about the mystery of the art of potting the sky.
Outside the gourd, the huge Changming Ling Island was already empty.
Hong Xuesheng used his magic power, and a wisp of smoke from his sleeve flew out, and in a moment it turned into a vast fog, covering the entire island.
Then he heard his harsh shout and activate the hoist with all his magic power. The entire island was shrouded in chaotic light emitted from the mouth of the gourd. As the white mist shrank and smaller, it finally rose up and threw it into the gourd.
After using this for dozens of times, he collected the entire island and the surrounding waters of hundreds of miles. Even if Hong Xuesheng transformed the magic power, he was still very tired.
When he was exhausted and looked back, he saw a young man in gorgeous clothes under the fairy vine, holding a gourd in his right hand and Ruyi in his left hand, stepping on the void like an immortal, surrounded by pearls and mirrors, just like a god.
Hong Xuesheng then suddenly realized and sighed: "After all, I've fallen into the jail of others!"
After saying that, he couldn't help but fly into Qian Chen's hands and turns into a straw man with his name written on it.
Qian Chen put the straw man in his sleeve and checked his memory. Then he opened his eyes slightly and said to Baojing beside him: "It turns out that Penglai has already made a move overseas and secretly joined forces with the Dragon Palace!"
"Although this person knows, although it is just the tip of the iceberg, you can already see the wide and deep layout of Penglai!"
After saying that, he didn't wait for the treasure mirror to answer anything. He just shook the gourd, hung it around his waist, and then collected the huge fairy vine and drilled into the gourd.
The gourd stayed in place, then turned around, spanned hundreds of miles, and flew to the nearby sea.
He chose the disciples of Changming to take a walk and collected dozens of islands that provided the power of wishes, and then cut through the void and escaped without a trace.
A few days later, a god-like man with a dragon head and a terrifying aura came to the old land of Changming.
Now the original Xianshan Spirit Island and the spiritual veins here have disappeared, leaving only a large pit hundreds of feet deep. The sea water in the surrounding water is still rushing towards here, forming a circle of tides that spread outward.
Chapter completed!