The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 175 Qi Ling Weather
As soon as these words were spoken, all the true practitioners fell into deathly silence again, and a feeling of despair and depression spread among everyone.

The lights are dim and the ancient room is quiet.

Xiang Yunhuan's face looked even more beautiful in the dim light. She said softly, "Now there is a solution that is not a solution."

Everyone looked up and stared at her. After all, no one wanted to die like this.

Xiang Yunhuan looked at everyone calmly and continued, "That is the golden elixir!

There is no hope for our Xiang family, but that does not mean there is no hope for other forces."

"You mean... to join the Qi Ling Sect?" someone among the true cultivators asked.

After all, a few years ago, three high-level true practitioners of the Qi Ling Sect personally created the Qi realm. It was such a big commotion, and it was impossible for the Xiguang Xiang family, as a close neighbor, not to know what it meant.

"That's right." Xiang Yunhuan nodded and said, "Qiling Sect can be considered a local force on Nanjue Island, although there are rumors that it is the descendant of Tianqi Immortal Sect thousands of years ago, and came to Nanjue Island to establish a Taoist sect.

But he is a force established on Nanjue Island after all, and is much easier to negotiate with than other high-ranking Jindan forces."

Xiang Changqing frowned upon hearing this and said, "But Qi Lingmen had a grudge against us...will he be willing to accept us?"

"You still don't understand the situation in the world. There are no eternal enemies in the world. It's just for the sake of interests." Xiang Yunhuan sighed and said, "If Qi Lingmen wants to ask for the golden elixir, it will definitely encounter resistance from all sides. After all, no one wants to divide Nanjue and have another opponent.

The Qi Ling Sect is currently weak among the Jindan forces, and they will not reject the power of our Xiang family.

Even if he is unwilling to help, he will not be willing to face the pressure of Wan Curse Mountain. Even if the situation is bad, we are just its vassal. With its help, there is always a chance to survive.

However, we need to send someone to intercede for Chen Li, and we will certainly have to lose face. Who among you is willing to go?"

All the cultivators were hesitant. If they did this well, it might be beneficial, but if they didn't do it well, they would be punished by the family. And they would be bullied by others. This was not a good thing.

"I'll go."

An old voice sounded, and everyone looked up, only to see Xiang Changze sitting beside them.

"Uncle, you..."

Xiang Yunhuan obviously did not expect that his old-fashioned uncle, who always paid attention to face and etiquette, would be willing to go.

"If you want to surrender, you must be sincere enough so that the other party will believe you. Although I am old, I am still the elder in the family. It shows respect for me to speak up.

Yun Huan, prepare your treasures and select dozens of your direct descendants. I will take them to visit Qi Ling as soon as possible."

Said to Changze in a deep voice.

"Yes, uncle, I will prepare a generous gift right away." Xiang Yunhuan nodded in response.

Xiang Changze stood up from the chair, his waist which had been strong for a lifetime was still straight. He walked out in silence with an expressionless face, leaving the group of true practitioners looking at each other in bewilderment.

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In the territory of Qi Lingmen, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, and its light shines on the thousands of snow-capped mountains. From time to time, ghosts and spirits appear alone or in groups in the wilderness and forests.

A group of monks came riding on the wind, led by Xiang Changze. He was wearing a gray-yellow robe, a straight crown, and looked very formal.

Behind him followed three true practitioners and more than twenty Qi-refining disciples, holding various luxurious spiritual objects in their hands.

Xiang Changze stroked his beard, looked at the vast Qiling territory, and said with emotion: "When our Xiang family first arrived in Guangyuan, the Qiling Sect was easily destroyed by our Xiang family. It was just that we considered many factors and hesitated for a while before taking action.

Now that I think about it, it actually left me with a way out for the Xiang family. Things have really changed.”

The people behind him were moved by his words, and their eyes were filled with confusion.

Xiang Changze raised his hand and waved, releasing a sound transmission talisman, which penetrated the area for a hundred miles and spread the news everywhere.

Not long after, a group of monks were seen flying in the wind and snow. They were all dressed in dark yellow uniforms, and their cultivation and magic powers were superb.

"It turns out that it is the senior from the Xiang family who has arrived. I am Li Hanxing from the Qiling Sect. I hope you will forgive me for not welcoming you from afar."

The person who spoke first was wearing a sky-blue robe, his face was as white as jade, and his temperament was as elegant as orchid, which made people's eyes light up.

"No, no, sorry to bother you. Fellow Daoist, please take us into the mountain to meet your sect leader. We have something important to discuss with you." Although Xiang Changze had already reached the sixth level of cultivation, which was much higher than Li Hanxing's third level, he still replied very politely.

"Big deal?" Li Hanxing was puzzled and glanced sideways at the disciples behind the other party who were holding spiritual objects. The aura of the spiritual objects in their hands were all extraordinary and did not seem to be fake.

"This, the sect is under lockdown and the mountain is sealed off. Outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering or leaving the Heaven and Earth Qi Realm. I still need to ask the sect leader for instructions. Please don't blame me, senior."

"No problem. Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist." Xiang Changze replied patiently.

Seeing the other party being so polite, Li Hanxing became even more confused, but he still urged Qi Ling in his arms to inform the old leader.

After a few breaths, Qi Ling had a flash of inspiration and sent a response. Li Hanxing smiled after reading it, "Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time, Senior.

Please follow me into the mountain."

Xiang Changze breathed a sigh of relief, nodded with a smile and said, "Please lead the way, fellow Taoist."

The group flew into the snowy mountains one after another. Wherever they passed along the way, they saw formation flags and prohibitions. Every hundred miles, they could see teams of monks patrolling and checking orders, and the process was very strict.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Changze couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said to Li Hanxing who was leading the way: "Your sect is indeed worthy of its long-standing heritage and strict governance. This Qi realm area is probably no less than ten thousand miles, and you can still deploy such a tight defense. Your sect's strength is really unfathomable."

Hearing his flattering words, Li Hanxing smiled and replied: "This area of ​​tens of thousands of miles is so large that it took the manpower of all the disciples in the sect to barely cover it."

As they were talking, they suddenly saw a swarm of evil spirits coming from the wind and snow ahead, attacking everyone like crazy, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling instantly resounded through the mountains and forests.

Upon seeing this scene, all the Xiang family practitioners turned pale and trembled. They couldn't help but want to flee in panic or take out magic weapons to defend themselves.

Li Hanxing smiled and soothed them, "Don't be alarmed, everyone. These ghosts were raised by our ancestors. They went crazy when they smelled your scent."

After he finished speaking, he raised his sleeves and a light blue light spread all over the sky to block in front of him. Then he took out an order and waved it from a distance. A dark light appeared on it, revealing the breath of mysterious Yin Qi. The ghosts then became silent and quickly retreated into the mountains and forests and disappeared.

Xiang Changze couldn't help but take a closer look at the token, and asked with a smile: "I think this token is the superior magical power of your family's master known as [Ten Thousand Crows Falling Feathers, Ghosts Howling on a Mountain of Corpses], right?"

"Haha, what you said is right, senior. This order was made by our ancestor Li, and is used to suppress the ghosts and spirits in the realm of Qi control." Li Hanxing smiled and replied, "The Qi Ling Mountain Gate is not far ahead, senior, please come in!"

The group flew through the wind and snow for half an hour before finally arriving at the gate of Qiling Mountain.

Some disciples had already received instructions to welcome the Xiang family practitioners in front of the newly built huge building of a hundred meters in height.

Hundreds of Qi-cultivating monks were all wearing the same clothes and robes. In front of the Houli Mountain Gate, there were three ancient characters "Qi Ling Gate" engraved in silver on a huge building. On the distant mountains were numerous palaces and pavilions. From time to time, white cranes spread their wings and flew over the sky, making a long cry.

In the distance, the huge and dazzling Fusang spiritual tree exudes a fiery Binghuo breath, melting all the wind and snow near the mountain gate into nothingness, making the four seasons near Qiling Gate like spring, with green eyebrows in the distant mountains and green eyes in the nearby water. White silk is woven, foggy and cloudy mountains. The palaces, buildings and bridges are picturesque, and the fairy light is like a rainbow. It is really a fairy sect atmosphere.

Seeing such a beautiful scene, all the cultivators of the Xiang family were shocked. Such a scenery was really not something a small sect could have.

Xiang Changze couldn't help but come back to his senses, feeling deeply moved. The prosperity of Qi Ling Sect was truly unstoppable.

Li Hanxing saw the expressions of the crowd and just smiled lightly, saying: "The headmaster has ordered that all the distinguished guests should take a rest in Fusang Square.

Senior, the old master has been waiting in the Ancient Spring Courtyard for a long time."

"Okay, I will go with you."

He nodded in response to Changze.

Afterwards, he gave some instructions to his disciples and followed Li Hanxing into the mountains. Passing through various sceneries, he was secretly frightened along the way, because the hidden aura of the formation in the sky made him feel powerless to contend with it.

In order to cover such a large mountain gate, the spiritual formation must be of heavenly grade.

Both of them were true practitioners, so they didn't need to wait for those Qi-refining disciples. They arrived in front of Guchunyuan in just half an incense stick of time.

In front of the old courtyard building, there are two rows of peach trees in full bloom in spring. When the breeze blows, the peach blossoms fall to your face, and the artistic conception is very heartwarming.

"I'm afraid this peach wood is comparable to the top-grade yellow spiritual wood?" Xiang Changze looked at the forest of hundreds of peach trees along the way and felt deeply the prosperity of the Qi Ling Sect.

“Haha, these peach trees are just ordinary spiritual seeds, planted by the eighteenth ancestor Li Yuan hundreds of years ago. Later, they were influenced by his magical powers and gradually gained spirituality over the years.

In addition, the old master often felt nostalgic for hundreds of years, so he asked his disciples to take good care of it, which is why it has the current rank. "Li Hanxing explained it to him, walked to the front of the courtyard, bowed and said: "Old master, I have brought it to you, senior."

The gate to the courtyard was wide open, and one could see several black wooden chairs placed in the yard. From time to time, a golden autumn osmanthus tree dropped tiny bits of light, petals that covered the ground.

Beside the round stone table, an old man in a light golden robe stood up and greeted with a smile, "I am Chen Guan, the acting head of Qiling Sect. Nice to meet you, fellow Daoist Xiang. I am busy with worldly affairs and I am sorry for not coming to greet you in person."

"No, no, you are too polite, Master." Xiang Changze bowed and said, "I am very grateful that you don't blame me for coming to visit you."

Li Hanxing saw this and said with a smile: "Old Master, I still have to inspect the Qi Realm, so I won't stay any longer and will leave first."

Chen Guan smiled and nodded, "Go ahead."

After he left, Chen Guan smiled and led Changze to sit down. He personally made a pot of tea. The tea mist floated lightly to the osmanthus tree, attracting an old crow to flutter its wings and land, then folded its wings and landed on his shoulder.

It was also at this moment that a secret light pink light appeared in Chen Guan's eyes as he lowered his eyes to drink the tea.

"Fellow Taoist, please."

Chen Guan smiled while holding the cup, took the tea from Changze, took a sip, and then asked in amazement: "Master Chen, the black crow on your shoulder... could it be a demon general?"

"Of course, I am the ancestor of Shenming!

You old monk, why don't you bow down to me when you see me?"

The black crow suddenly spoke in human language and shouted very arrogantly.

"Don't be so presumptuous." Chen Guan scolded with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Xiang's cultivation is much higher than yours, an old crow."

After being scolded, Chen Ming uttered a strange cry, flapped his wings and muttered, "How boring."

Then he flew up to his nest on the osmanthus tree without looking back.

"I'm sorry to have laughed at you, fellow Daoist. This black crow is called Chen Ming. It's a spiritual pet left behind by the eighteenth leader of the sect. Over the years, it luckily became a demon general." Chen Guan explained.

Xiang Chengze suppressed his surprise and exclaimed: "This master is truly extraordinary. He can even cultivate a spiritual pet to the middle of the fourth level."

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you are praising me too much. This incompetent ancestor who was in charge of the sect during his lifetime was laughed at by the entire Guangyuan Mountain Range. I didn't expect that many years after his death, he could still be praised by a high-level cultivator like you."

Chen Guan shook his head and laughed, then continued to ask, "I wonder if you have any important business coming here today?"

Xiang Changze saw that the other party had finally asked the question, so he hurriedly said, "Master Chen, I came here today to ask you to save the lives of thousands of cultivators in my Xiang family!"

"What does this mean?" Chen Guan asked in surprise, "The nobles are very powerful, and there are more than a dozen direct descendants who are true cultivators. They have a strong foundation and are much stronger than our Qi Ling Sect.

How could it be my turn to help?"

"Master Chen, you also know that the monks of Wanzhu Mountain have been attacking my Xiang family for more than 20 years. During these years, all of my clan's vassal monks have been killed or injured. Now Wanzhu Mountain has sent several superiors, dozens of true cultivators, and tens of thousands of monks to attack the mountain.

The army is about to arrive, and my Xiang family has no way to resist. I have no other choice but to come to you for help."

Xiang Changze showed a sad expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "If my Xiang family is defeated, these foreign sects will definitely slaughter all the cultivators of my clan. My clan is really desperate, so I come to you for help."

"This... My Qi Ling Sect only has two more superiors. How can we resist it?" Chen Guan frowned and said helplessly.

"Master Chen, if my Xiang family is destroyed, I'm afraid that the next one will be your Qiling Sect facing the Wanzhu Mountain army! My Xiang family knows that we have offended your family in the early years, so we come here to ask for help.

I am willing to offer the Xiang family's thousand-year heritage, ten generations of accumulation, thousands of spiritual objects, and all the traditional Taoist skills, just to seek Qi Ling's protection!"

Xiang Changze became more and more excited as he spoke, and even put down his tea and bowed.

Seeing his sincerity, Chen Guan sighed and said, "Daoyou, why are you doing this? My Qiling Sect has countless secret enemies now and it's hard for us to protect ourselves."

"Puff~"

Before he finished speaking, Xiang Changze, with his head full of white hair, suddenly knelt on the ground, his head falling on the dust, and said in a sad voice: "I am willing to be a vassal of Qi Ling forever for thousands of years and swear allegiance to him until death!"

(End of this chapter)