Fairy way

The fairy mist is misty, and the ten thousand spiritual peaks.

Under a cloud that covers the sky, there is a magnificent fairy mountain.

This place is full of aura, just like the land of immortals.

But even so, it is difficult to return to the past weather.

This is Qingyun Sect, because something happened three years ago that was almost an enemy of the entire world of cultivating immortals, and it is expected to lose now.

However, with Jiang Chen, the suzerain of Qingyun sect, and the master of Linxian Pavilion, it is impossible for them to completely weaken in a short period of time.

But the form is still not optimistic.

For three consecutive years, no new disciples could be recruited.

Disciples under the sect are often targeted by various parties when they go out to practice, and the death rate is very high.

The Qing Yunzong disciples were so frightened that they didn't dare to go out at all.

Only talented disciples like Yun Zhilan and Shi Zhong dared to go out, but they didn't dare to reveal their identities at will, otherwise they would definitely cause huge troubles.

Under such circumstances, Qing Yunzong is naturally facing a situation where there is no success.

Especially when some elite disciples died one after another.

This was a premeditated attack, but it was not done blatantly. Instead, it was like a frog being boiled in warm water, slowly gnawing away at it.

Even if Jiang Chen wanted to get mad, he couldn't find the target.

If they go crazy indiscriminately, they will be targeted by all sects unanimously, and the situation will become even worse by then.

So Qing Yunzong is also very anxious.

Very anxious.

But nothing can be done.

Fortunately, the disciples of Qingyun Sect have relatively strong cohesion, and there is no such thing as defection for the time being.

But there is no filial son in front of the long sick bed.

If Zongmen's situation continues to deteriorate.

I'm afraid that the disciples of Qing Yunzong will also slowly renounce in the end.

Linxian Pavilion.

The master of the Shenji Pavilion held the Wanxiang chessboard, his brows were old, and his eyes were deep and worried.

The stars all over the sky are like black and white chess pieces on a chessboard, criss-crossing, seemingly messy, but in fact there are hidden mysteries.

But with that kind of astrology, there are dead ends everywhere.

There is only a black star light that can't be seen through, as if hiding this bit of vitality.

"Senior, how is it this time?" Jiang Chen asked.

The owner of the Shenji Pavilion shook his head, but just stretched out a finger.

Jiang Chen was a little confused.

The owner of the Linxian Pavilion was dissatisfied and said, "Old Yan, what time have you been keeping a secret? What have you found?"

The owner of the Shenji Pavilion showed helplessness.

"There is still a glimmer of life." He said.

Jiang Chen asked: "Dare to ask senior, where is this ray of hope?"

"I don't know either." The master of Shenji Pavilion sighed.

"Tell me about you. You have learned deduction all your life. You can only guess charades. It's better to find a fortune teller on the street. At any rate, you can tell a lot of hype, which makes people feel more at ease." Linxian Pavilion said the Lord.

"You old man." The owner of the Shenji Pavilion stared at him old-fashionedly: "You actually put me in the same category as those fortune tellers."

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's all counted anyway. If you don't even understand a treasure like the Wanxiang chessboard, you might as well let me count it."

"You, you old man, you don't know what to do. When the time comes, you will be the first to come to find you by making false assumptions and offending Tianwei."

The hall masters of the five halls and seven halls, as well as the elders are all here at the moment, seeing that the two seniors with the highest status in Qing Yunzong are about to quarrel, they can only smile helplessly.

And at this time, the only one who can stop the two pavilion masters is the suzerain.

"Seniors, stop arguing." Jiang Chen said helplessly.

This made the two of them quiet down.

Jiang Chen asked above the main hall: "How is the sect inside and outside?"

So the hall masters and elders of the major halls came forward to report the situation.

For the time being, Qingyun Sect has no real signs of collapse.

But there are varying degrees of weakness in all aspects.

There are no internal worries, but a lot of external troubles.

Even some small sects who are usually submissive dare to take advantage of Qing Yunzong at this moment.

And Qing Yunzong's various subsidiary strengths are also a little ready to move.

"Report to the suzerain, the offering from the Shitang Dynasty has been delivered." Han Li said.

Now Han Li has become the master of Xuanyun Palace.

Thanks to the reward mechanism, the strength of the Xuanyun Temple has steadily improved, and the impact of this storm is the least, so the Xuanyun Temple faintly has the posture of the head of the seven palaces.

Jiang Chen asked: "How many spirit stones are there?"

"Compared to last year, it's [-]% more."

After hearing this, everyone was astonished.

Under such circumstances, it is unreasonable that the number of spiritual stone offerings has been increasing year after year, and the rate of increase is so large.

"Sure enough, the Shitang Dynasty is still loyal to Qingyun Sect. More than half of those affiliated forces have already decided to leave. They are simply a bunch of white-eyed wolves." The Lord of the Setting Sun Hall said bitterly.

Jiang Chen shook his head: "We can't blame them either. It's human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid harm. Besides, the offerings of the Shitang Dynasty have increased year after year. I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the Shitang Dynasty."

Everyone was silent.

Because everyone knows it is.

After what happened three years ago, Qing Yunzong seemed to be the enemy of the whole world.

Unfeeling Valley was reluctant to part with the Wanxiang chessboard, so he was forced to be tied to Qing Yunzong.

But there is still a mysterious force that has been secretly helping Qing Yunzong, but not on the bright side, but secretly supported by spirit stones, various precious materials and elixir, etc.

Not only that, the dynasties in Yaochi Jianzong Shengjing Xianfu and other places fell into chaos for unknown reasons.

To a large extent, the energy of these sects was involved.

According to speculation, it should be a mortal force with very high energy, which may even be greater than the combined energy of several secular dynasties.

But this force is too mysterious, and it is impossible to talk to it.

But Qing Yunzong knew.

If it weren't for the secret help of this force, the current situation of Qing Yunzong would be at least several times worse.

"Is there any news?" Jiang Chen rubbed his temples tiredly.

Three years ago, he shot out angrily, but was repelled by several powerful enemies, and also suffered a lot of injuries.

He often thinks about it.

If he had won then, would the situation be different now?

After all, the strength is still too weak and can only be controlled by others.

A beautiful woman walked out from the main hall. It was Guman, the owner of the Guiyuan Hall, with a strong smile: "My lord, I just received a piece of good news."

"Oh? Good news?" Jiang Chen was shocked.

All eyes were on Guman.

Guman smiled and said: "It's not good news for us. I heard that in the fairy tomb, the disciples of the various sects were massacred by mysterious monks, and countless gods found in the fairy tomb were taken away."

Everyone was shocked.

"Oh?" Jiang Chen gloated a little: "This is not bad, but I don't know what happened to the disciples of the Yaochi Sword Sect."

Guman looked like I knew what you were going to say, and said with a smile: "The casualties are quite heavy. The new saintess of Yaochi and the new chief of Jianzong are all dead."