The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 178 Twenty-Four Bridges
The sound of the flute was melodious and gentle, like clear spring water flowing through the ears, soothing the people's hearts, dispelling the panic in the hearts of the Xiang family, and seemed to bring them hope.

What is even more magical is that when the flute sounded, the army of white bones that were surging in all directions seemed to be immobilized by a spell. They all became silent and stood still in the same place like sculptures.

When Xiang Changqing saw this scene, he was delighted and suddenly remembered a rumor. There were many Qi Ling disciples in Wenshan Market. They often talked about the two ancestors of the sect and did not dare to call them by their names, so they called them by their titles.

Among them, Li Yuan is the most famous. He is known as the "Ten Thousand Crows Falling Feathers" and the "Ghosts Howling on the Mountain of Corpses", which makes people shudder at the mention of him.

The other one is much more low-key and rarely appears in public, but with the title of Shaoyin Sect Leader, no one dares to underestimate him.

The Han Yu who rose to power was known as: holding a flute in his bare hands, like the bright moon.

The scene before my eyes might just be Han Yu taking over!

Xiang Changqing was so happy that he bowed to the east and thanked: "Thank you very much for your help! I, the disciple of the Xiang family, will be grateful forever!"

A bright moon was shining, and a Taoist in green robes was playing the flute and walking slowly towards them. Everyone bowed to him when they saw him. It was as if silver frost covered the mountains and the bright moon was shining quietly in all directions.

Although the visitor was plain-looking, his temperament made people not care about his appearance. They only felt awe and did not dare to speak nonsense.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, I have been ordered by the Sect Master to come and welcome you all to my Qi Ling."

Han Yu stopped playing the flute, folded his extremely white hands into his sleeves, stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled softly, "I will stop these white-bone Taoist soldiers, everyone, hurry up and get going."

Xiang Changqing heard this and quickly replied, "Yes, thank you for saving me, sir. I will thank you again someday. We will go ahead."

He knew very well that it would be a burden for him and his men to stay here, so he hurriedly urged his fellow tribesmen to set off again.

The Xiang family members came to their senses, calmed themselves down, set up their magic weapons and flew into the sky. Dozens of spirit boats also took off one after another and headed towards the east.

At this moment, dozens of white bone cultivators suddenly flew out from the white bone army in the distance and chased towards the front.

Han Yu turned around after seeing this scene, and stood quietly in mid-air, and said to the fifteen True Cultivators who had come over: "Qi Ling Han Yu, I am here to welcome my disciples back. I hope you will give me some convenience."

Among the fifteen true cultivators, a woman who had reached the seventh level stepped out. She had white eyebrows and a beautiful head, and was dressed in white. Her face was as white as powder and she said in a voice that was neither male nor female: "We are following the orders of the True Immortal to hunt down the remnants of the Xiang family. Even if you are in a higher position, please do not be ungrateful and try to stop a chariot with a mantis arm!"

"There are no remnants of the Xiang family here. I said, there are only Qi Ling disciples." Han Yu still replied in a gentle voice.

"It's just sweet talk to buy time. I'll stop this man, and you chase him, leaving no one alive." The white-browed woman ordered coldly.

The fourteen true practitioners behind him flew over and tried to catch up.

Han Yu frowned slightly and laughed loudly: "I am here today. No one can pass unless the golden elixir arrives."

After saying this, he pointed at the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Suddenly, the pure moonlight shone on the earth. The moonlight was like silk and curtain, slowly forming a barrier that surrounded the fourteen true practitioners.

"Shaoyin?" Seeing this scene, surprise appeared in the eyes of the white-browed woman. She still refused to believe it and waved her hand to release dozens of skeleton men who were hundreds of feet tall. Each of them had the power to move mountains and seas, and each of them had a strong enough physical body to withstand the supernatural powers of true cultivation.

Dozens of skeletons surrounded Han Yu, spitting out bone-dissolving mysterious light, and punching him like a mountain, blocking him from all directions without leaving any gaps.

Facing this kind of attack, Han Yu chuckled, turned the flute and played it again. The moon was quiet and the dozens of skeletons around him were fixed in place again, some even bowed down slowly.

Seeing this scene, the white-browed woman's eyelids twitched wildly, and the immortal's teachings suddenly came to her mind.

"We, the skeletons, are the resentful ghosts of the dead. We are not only afraid of the most positive and righteous way, but also controlled by the most negative and dark way.

The bones face the sun, and both body and soul are destroyed.

The bones looked at the moon and bowed down in worship. "

Thinking of this, the white-browed woman was horrified. She looked at the man playing the flute under the moon and looked at her. She dared not to do anything rash again and said hurriedly, "I am sorry for the offense. Please forgive me, sir!"

Han Yu's eyes were as gentle as water, and he chuckled and said, "Since you have become a superior, you will always be extraordinary.

I will let you go back tonight. As for these thousands of bones, they can be considered as an apology.

Compensate for Shaoyin’s gift.

I think Master Guidao will not punish you, so go ahead."

Upon hearing this, the white-browed woman bowed respectfully, "Thank you for your consideration, sir!"

Han Yu no longer paid attention to her, but hung the flute in his hand on his waist, put his hands behind his back, stepped into the air, and whispered: "【Zhao Yue Ming】."

The moonlight in the sky suddenly became as bright as the sun, illuminating the area within a radius of hundreds of miles as if it were day, startling the clouds and swaying the animals.

The white-browed woman in the distance could not help but stop and look back, and saw the figure in green walking under the moonlit sky, walking alone in the sky, with a grand full moon floating above and thousands of bones lying below.

Even though I was a hundred miles away, I could still hear that figure saying loudly:
"The green hills are hidden in the distance, and the waters are far away; at the end of autumn, the grass on the hills is still green.

On a moonlit night at the Twenty-Four Bridges, where does the beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute?

As soon as he finished speaking, twenty-four tall mysterious bridges rose up between heaven and earth, connecting the east and the west, and towering above all the bones, as if burying the fourteen white bone true practitioners, and putting the tens of thousands of white bone army into a deep sleep.

Hua Yue was still standing there, the man in green shirt walked away across the bridge, and everything fell into silence.

Witnessing this scene, the white-browed woman's expression became dazed. She murmured unconsciously in a low voice, "Is this the nobility of Shaoyin? Is this what it means to "bow down to the moon when the bones see it"? "

……

In the distance, above the western border city, in the rolling darkness, Ye Xian with an indifferent expression suddenly turned his head to look east. A bright moon appeared in his pupils, causing the Jindan Zhenren to hesitate and waver.

After just a few breaths, he resisted the urge to attack and sighed softly to himself.

In the field of bones, Xiang Yunhuan, who was at the end of her strength, also laughed at this. She smiled freely as if relieved of a heavy burden, "If this is the case, I can rest assured.

Yun Huan thanks Qi Ling. "

After saying this, starlight suddenly brightened around him, and the stars in the sky above the nine heavens came to guide his soul. Since he had sacrificed himself in exchange for power, he naturally had to keep his promise.

The Tianji star is bright, and wealth from all directions of the world rises into the sky and turns into the Lucun star.

Above the Heavenly Palace, silver air rose, and all the silver and gold instruments except those in the immortal palaces of the True Lords fell back to the Tianji stars.

In the western border city, the vision of golden mountains and silver palaces disappeared, and everything turned into ruins.

Seeing this, Ye Xian couldn't help but admire: "She is an extraordinary woman."

Then, he stepped back, and the world went dark for a moment. Then it became bright again, but the bones and Yexian Zhenren were gone.

As soon as Xiang Yunhuan died, the winged White Tiger Golden Core Demon King suddenly leaped back, escaped into the void and disappeared.

Only Cannian Zhenren was left looking at the disciples behind him, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though these disciples were all disturbed and frightened by this, coupled with the disaster of the Tianji Galaxy, most of them would not have the possibility of making further progress.

But in the end, the fortune of Wanzhu Mountain was preserved, so that its fortune would not be cut off and it would not withdraw from the great struggle of Nanjue Continent.

But when he looked down, a look of sadness appeared on his face again.

This was because the area beneath him had become a ruin, the spiritual veins had been cut off, and all the Qi was in chaos, it had obviously become a useless place.

I suddenly felt regretful. Even if I took over a piece of land like this, it would be unusable without hundreds of years of careful development.

Unless, one has to pay a price to ask Shangxu Wantingyu Zhenren from the Jiuzhou Taoist tradition to take action. He is proficient in the Yimu health-preserving technique and is the most suitable person to deal with this situation.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh at the wisdom of the True Lords. They set rules and let everyone do what they want. Otherwise, Nanjuezhou would have been completely destroyed.

……

In Jingyuan Xuan Palace, there was silence in the void. A tentacle like nothingness stretched out from the sky, spread down, and surrounded Nangong Yuan who was dressed in a black robe.

Behind him stood Jiang Yunzhi, who looked anxious and waiting.

After a long time, the half-real and half-virtual tentacle suddenly trembled, and withdrew into the depths of the sky at an extremely terrifying speed and disappeared.

Nangong Yuan also slowly opened his eyes and walked down from the altar.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunzhi stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Uncle Master, what's the matter? Is it that you can no longer detect it?"

Nangong Yuan frowned and thought for a moment before speaking: "I used the Xutian Divine Mirror to search the Nanjue Continent, and indeed there are few places that can sense the Yuanshui Daotong.

It's just that the Yuanshui Dao is an ancient Dao after all. When it's hidden, it's like the void that nourishes all things, and when it's moving, it's like the sea that can swallow the sky. I can't guarantee whether there are still Yuanshui levels, but I can be sure that there is still the breath of Yuanshen's magical power on Nanjuezhou.

Moreover, this aura persists for a long time, neither increasing nor decreasing, so its owner may still be alive."

"What? Is there really a breath of Yuanshui magic in the world?" Jiang Yunzhi's face suddenly darkened, and she asked, "But is it the breath of Yuanyi Zhenren?"

"No. I helped you expel the spiritual thoughts left by Master Yuan Yi in the Tianyi Yuanshui, so naturally I recognize his aura.

But what I have discovered now is different. This proves that there are still people practicing the Way of Yuanshui in the world." Nangong Yuan sighed.

Seeing that he looked quite embarrassed, Jiang Yunzhi's heart sank, "Excuse me, Uncle Master, where did you detect the aura of this Yuanshui magical power?"

Nangong Yuan replied in a deep voice: "South of Nanjue, the descendant of Tianqi Immortal Sect, Qiling Sect!"

"Qi Ling Sect! It is actually this sect!" Jiang Yunzhi's heart was greatly shocked. She had felt somewhat uneasy about the Yuan Shui cultivator who had appeared in the Qi Ling Sect before. Now it seemed that this sect was her nemesis!
He is the old enemy of Linglong Sect! He has never been destroyed in the face of many crises, but he has become the final fatal blow that subverts the master's path to attaining the status!
Thinking of this, a cold and bloody look appeared in Jiang Yunzhi's eyes, and he said coldly: "Qi Lingmen!

It is you, Qi Lingmen!"

……

In the Xuanyuan world, the sky and the earth are shining with stars.

Tianxuan stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the starlight in the sky, his heart full of doubts.

The star suddenly flashed brightly in the sky, and he had not had the slightest sense of it before.

But now, through the perception of authority, he understood that this star was the Tianji Star, also known as the Lu Cun Star, which controls the wealth in heaven and on earth.

I guess this star was created by that person.

Under the earth, Di Shen sat on the altar, looking at the white bones crawling on the ground and moving again from the soil in all directions, and he was also shocked.

"The spirit of bones is half demon and half ghost. It is born from accumulated resentment and feeds on the moon essence in the sky and the Yin Qi in the ground."

Di Shen stretched out her hand and many white bones came to her, bowing to her. She looked at the white bones kneeling on the ground and couldn't help but wonder, "What realm is the God?"

Deep in the Immortal Palace, Li Yuan sensed that two more fortunes were swallowed up into the Xuanyuan World. He was not too surprised, as it just confirmed the guess he had in his mind all along.

The luck of Tianji Star came from Xiang Yunhuan, who was temporarily living as the master of Tianji Star at that time. Before his death, he thanked Qi Ling and triggered the Xuanming status of Xuanyuan World, which allowed Xuanyuan World to share a share of Tianji Star's luck and complete a bit of heaven and earth.

Li Yuan also specifically ordered Han Yu to stop the bones, because he understood that the dignity of Shaoyin was not something that ordinary people could achieve, and since Taiyin had no cultivation, Shaoyin was considered half of Taiyin. All the most yin in the world had to respect him as their master, so these bones naturally had to worship Han Yu.

And these white bones worshipped Han Yu, who was also on the Sima Stone. In addition, Han Yu suppressed fourteen white bones who were true practitioners with his magical power [Zhao Yueming], which further increased the luck of the white bones. After all, no matter how many white bones who practiced Qi were there, they could not compare to those who were true practitioners.

Even if Ye Xian Zhenren couldn't help but attack Han Yu, Lord Sun, who was sitting in the East Pole, and the Fantasy Sea Mirage, which had placed a heavy bet on Han Yu, would not sit idly by and watch Ye Xian Zhenren hurt Han Yu.

This is the advantage of Li Yuan having a global perspective and not being in the chess game. He can coordinate the overall situation and make clear moves, without being limited by being in the game or making mistakes due to incomplete considerations.

While he was thinking, Li Yuan's eyebrows suddenly twitched, as if he had sensed something and had an impulse. He was slightly stunned, then came to the Siming Heavenly Stone, activated the Heavenly Stone, and checked his fate.

For him now, there would never be any inexplicable whims in his mind. It must be something major that is related to the mysterious world that would make him uneasy.

Li Yuan is responsible for the safety of thousands of Qi Ling Sect disciples, not just his own life, so he cannot afford to be careless.

As the Sima Ming Tianshi inspected all directions, a picture gradually emerged on the stone tablet.

There were two figures in a huge palace, one sitting in the main seat, and the other kneeling and kowtowing continuously, as if begging for something.

Li Yuan's mind moved, and he looked at the woman. The aura emanating from her body was surprisingly the same as his own, it was the "Yuan Shui Taoist School"!
"Yuanshui? Is there anyone else who practices Yuanshui on Nanjue Continent?" He pondered carefully in his mind, walked to the Sutra Library, opened the directory that recorded the figures of various sects, checked them one by one, and suddenly stopped at the page that recorded the six mountain masters of Linglong Sect.

"The Lord of Dongcang Mountain, Jiang Yunzhi, has practiced the Yuanshui Daotong and has reached the eighth level of foundation building!"

Li Yuan said calmly: "Jiang Yunzhi!

It turned out to be the mountain master of the Linglong Sect. This information was obtained by Chen Guan when he visited Zhongtian City. Now hundreds of years have passed. Since he is still alive in the world, he must be about to ascend the throne.

Yuanshui is scarce, it seems that you and I will have to fight! Don't blame me for being ruthless when we fight for the top spot! "

(End of this chapter)