The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 98 Guangyuan changes its owner
On the battlefield of West City, the air was filled with the aura of evil spirits and corpses. Souls were drawn into the Thousand Souls Banner. The Xiang family disciples retreated one after another, and the battle line collapsed.

When all the true practitioners in the sky saw this scene, they all stopped their attacks on their family members, and the true practitioners from the five families in Guangyuan also flew down.

Everyone had different expressions when they saw Li Yuan. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Qi Ling Sect was really going to rise!

"Greetings to the master, Senior Brother Zhang." Li Yuan bowed and saluted.

"Hahaha, great! You are worthy of being Senior Brother Li's disciple. You are truly a heroic figure." Chen Guan was overjoyed to see another one of his own true practitioners with such formidable fighting power.

Several other true practitioners also came forward with smiles and congratulated him, but the true practitioners of the Xiang family all retreated with gloomy faces.

After everyone returned to the message center, Chen Guan and the other two began to discuss important matters in secret.

Qian Shiyan, who was at the mountain gate, was looking at the secret order from the sect leader transmitted by Qi Ling, and was somewhat stunned.

Because this war is about to come to a decisive battle.

Most of the Xiang family's later disciples and clansmen are less than ten thousand miles away from the west side of Guangyuan Mountains. In half a month at the shortest, or more than a month at the longest, they will face the decisive battle in the western city.

In this critical moment, she was left guarding the gate with such a strong fighting force, not going to the battlefield, and not preparing to evacuate or migrate. Who gave him the confidence to defeat the Xiang family?

Not to mention one Li Yuan, even if there were three or five more Li Yuans it wouldn't be enough.

Time passed slowly amid the suspicions of each family. One day, the Xiang family monks launched a full-scale attack.

There were more than five thousand Qi-refining monks, sweeping in like a mighty force of dust. More than twenty true cultivators were standing in the sky, ignoring the frightened Qi-refining monks in the western city.

Wang Qianli looked into the distance, closed his eyes tiredly, and said: "After this battle, we can rest in peace."

"But we are all fellow Taoists who have fought side by side with each other. We will meet again in the future. I hope you will show some mercy today!"

Chen Guan's eyes were filled with a faint smile, "Then I, Chen, would like to wish you all a smooth road ahead and a peaceful life in your remaining years!"

Below, before the Xiang family army attacked the city, the disciples guarding the city saw the forbidden formations in the city dim and lose their light. Hundreds of Qi Lingmen disciples shouted loudly, "Welcome the Xiang family into the city!"

As this loud and clear voice sounded, several true cultivators in the west city immediately besieged Chen Guan and the other two.

The Xiang family's true practitioners displayed their magical powers one after another and rushed towards the five families' true practitioners who were fighting.

Seeing this, Wang Qianli shouted angrily, "Chen Guan, you dare to rebel against us! My Wang family will never give up on you!

Wang family disciples, listen to my order and return to Tongshan immediately! "

Xu Xinghan and Xu Wanrong also ordered them to retreat, but only said a few words of resentment.

Fu Kong didn't say a word. As soon as Wang Qianli spoke, he had already gathered the few remaining disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion in the city and fled.

The five families in the west city collapsed in an instant.

A sixth-turn true cultivator led the way and said with a smile, "Master Chen really has a good plan."

Chen Guan smiled and bowed, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, senior.

This is Fellow Daoist Su Yao from Yinque Mountain. I think the nobles already know about this."

Xiang Changqing, the middle-aged cultivator who led the Xiang family, looked at Su Yao and said, "Fellow Daoist Su is indeed worthy of the long-standing Taoist tradition passed down by our ancestors."

"You are joking, senior. Today, I am just relying on the kindness of my ancestor Yu Ze to make ends meet." Su Yao replied.

"We have already agreed that, in Guangyuan Mountain Range, apart from Yinque Mountain and the original territory of Qiling Sect, there will not be an inch of land left." Xiang Changqing looked at the chaos in the city that had not yet subsided and said lightly, "And what Qiling Sect promised before, we must do it together from now on."

Chen Guan nodded and said, "Don't worry, senior, I, Qi Lingmen, will definitely provide it!"

"That's good." Xiang Changqing said to the cultivators behind him, "Go and stop them and see if they have any spiritual objects or Taoist traditions that they haven't moved away in time. Collect them all."

"Yes!"

More than a dozen true practitioners turned into streams of light and flew towards the Guangyuan Mountains.

To the west, the Xiang family was slowly moving into the Guangyuan Mountains. From now on, the Guangyuan families ceased to exist and changed their surname to Xiang.

The Qi Ling Sect disciples, escorted by several true practitioners, finally ended the life-and-death battle and were able to return to the mountain gate. After experiencing the brutal fighting, they would never complain about the heavy affairs of the mountain gate again.

After waiting for the Qi Ling Sect to retreat, Xiang Qingyun came to his uncle and whispered, "Third Uncle, the Qi Ling Sect is now quite prosperous. If we let them go so easily, I'm afraid they will become a big problem in the future.

We should make friends with the strong from far away, and attack the weak from nearby. The Guangyuan Mountains cannot accommodate so many cultivators from our Xiang family!"

"Of course I know." Xiang Changqing sighed, "But Yinque Mountain is closely related to Xueyin Valley, so we can't touch it.

The Qi Ling Sect has an ancient heritage. Even Linglong... the upper sect has never destroyed its lineage. There must be a reason behind this.

As for the lack of territory, there are plenty of those rootless sects. Let’s settle the people first, and then take some.”

"You mean, Baiwu Mountain!" Xiang Qingyun said this place without hesitation. After all, to the east of Guangyuan Mountains is Qiling Gate, and after that is a desolate and lifeless land, and further east is Tianxia Mountains.

To the south are hundreds of thousands of mountains, with no way forward.

They came from the west, so they would not go further west. Then there was only the Baiwu Mountains in the north. "Yes, if we seize some of the spiritual land in Baiwu Mountain, we can provide a place for the vassal families to rest and recuperate." Xiang Changqing nodded.

"But the Baihua Sect and the Bailing Sect are both top-notch sects and are closely related. I'm afraid we will still need a fierce battle." Xiang Qingyun said worriedly.

“Hahaha, we’ll talk about it then.” Xiang Changqing said with a smile: “Now, we just need to stabilize the tribesmen and the various factions and work together to gain a foothold.”

……

Above the sky, silver galaxies were flowing and the Ziwei constellation was flickering. The two great cultivators had been fighting in the sky for several years before they stopped.

Xiang Daizong smiled and said, "Senior, your magical powers are truly extraordinary. If we continue fighting, I'm afraid I'll lose."

"Hmph, now that you and the Xiang family have entered the inner island, you can forget about living a peaceful life!" Yin You snorted coldly, swiped the screen, turned around and left.

The Milky Way dissipated, the strong winds gathered again, and Xiang Daizong, who had a smile on his face, finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale.

After all, he is only at the seventh level, so how can he compare to Yin You who has reached the eighth level and perfection? But for the sake of the clan, he has to hold on. He is the only upper-level true cultivator left in the clan who can intimidate others, and he must not show weakness at this time.

……

In the Qi Ling Sect, in the Gu Chun Courtyard, four true practitioners gathered together.

Qian Shiyan glanced at the three people with an unpleasant expression and said, "Such a big thing, but you didn't even let me know. Do you still have me, the great elder, in your eyes?"

Chen Guan lowered his head and said nothing, while Li Yuan just teased Shen Ming on his shoulder without looking at her.

Zhang Qi saw this scene, so he could only stand up and said: "Uncle Master, calm down. I didn't hide this from you on purpose, but you once lost a part of your memory in Lishan Mountain. I was worried about you, so I kept it from you."

"Lost memory?" Qian Shiyan was not ignorant of the wild ways of cultivation, but just hearing this made her feel confused and uncertain. She no longer felt dissatisfied, but instead searched for the missing memory of her soul in her heart.

Chen Guan then spoke up, "Since you are all here, we still have to discuss the important matters of the sect.

Now that the Guangyuan Mountains have undergone drastic changes, we have been tolerated by the Xiang family in the name of surrender.

But if you do not seek change, you will become a vassal of the Xiang family and be driven by them.

Therefore, we still need to seek an alliance and a strong backer to maintain the independent status of Qi Ling Sect."

Hearing this, Qian Shiyan came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Why not use the name of our Qian family? As long as the ancestor of our family is still alive, the Xiang family will naturally not dare to touch our Qi Ling Sect."

"This is a good idea." Li Yuan laughed and did not object.

"No." Zhang Qi said immediately: "If what I saw is correct, the ancestor of Uncle Qian's clan is probably practicing the Wuhuo Daoism, right?"

"Junior Brother Zhang, what do you mean?" Qian Shiyan's expression changed slightly.

"Noon fire is the warm sun in the sky and the blazing flame on the ground. This symbol has another meaning, which is a beacon." Zhang Qi said slowly: "At the end of each festival, or at the end of the Jiazi year, it is a sign of victory, war and chaos.

Ten years later, it will be the end of this sixty-year period. I am afraid that Li Shan will be satisfied only when there are constant wars and chaos everywhere in the world, right?"

Qian Shiyan's expression darkened, "How do you know these things?"

"Uncle Master forgot that this is my magical power." Zhang Qi waved his hands helplessly and said, "But Uncle Master, don't worry, you are the great elder of Qi Ling Sect, and we and the Qian Family are naturally born to be in the same boat. I will not tell anyone about these secrets."

"It's good that Junior Brother Zhang can understand the overall situation!" Qian Shiyan's expression was a little relieved. "Then how should we deal with ourselves in the future?"

"If you want to stay by the side of a strong person, you must have the ability to be of use to me.

After using it, one must have the power to be feared by it in order to survive.

Therefore, the key lies not with the other families in Baiwu Mountain, but with Bailingmen and Baihuamen.

The hidden chess piece that Senior Brother Li left behind back then has become the key to breaking the situation today."

"But there is no need to rush. It will take several years for the Xiang family to settle down their clansmen, recuperate, and find out the situation in Baiwu Mountain. We can still make plans." Zhang Qi reminded: "The key for us now is how to deal with the child with that heavenly spiritual root!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions became serious.

After all, no one can feel at ease when such a being who looks like the reincarnation of a powerful being is born in one's own spiritual land.

Qian Shiyan sighed: "It's my fault for being too careless at the time. I never thought of this possibility."

"I'm afraid this is not Uncle Master's fault." Zhang Qi pondered, "Uncle Master Qian has cultivated the Binghuo magical power, [Red Crimson]?"

“Yes, it is this ancient magical power.” Qian Shiyan was suddenly shocked and said, “Could it be due to my magical power?
Red produces light, which becomes lightning in the sky and fire on the ground. Fire and crimson bring disaster, and the fire turns into light. "

"Well...it's probably a matter of fate!" Zhang Qi didn't dare to say anything more.

Qian Shiyan's heart was struck by lightning as she recalled that her clan had sent her thousands of miles to Qi Lingmen, just to preserve a bloodline and prevent the Qian family from being wiped out in the future!

But she suddenly realized only now that if she wanted to inherit her bloodline, she couldn't stay anywhere else, but had to come to the Qi Ling Sect, a Taoist sect with an ancient tradition full of disputes.

(End of this chapter)