I picked up the scattered attributes

"If this sword strike is a warning from that powerful figure, even Xuan'er's plan might not work!"

"Perhaps it's time to make a decision."

The Five Elements Sect Master stood up again, gazing towards the direction of Thousand Autumn Valley, his gaze gradually deepening: "Thousand Autumn Valley, this time our sect has lost, but... the Five Elements Sect will not forever remain subservient!"

Back then, Qianqiu Valley truly saved the Five Elements Sect from calamity. Such kindness and gratitude are more than enough to weigh on a mountain.

However, as time went by, the kindness from Qianqiu Valley became a nightmare that would never go away from the hearts of the successive sect leaders of the Five Elements Sect!

If the Five Elements Sect wants to continue to grow and expand in Canglan Mountain, it will inevitably compete with Qianqiu Valley. However, due to past favors, the Five Elements Sect always has to be inferior to Qianqiu Valley when conflicts occur.

When gratitude becomes a curse, you must either destroy the gratitude or transcend the curse.

The Five Elements Sect simply chose the former.

"That person is at the Yuan Dan realm, so he must be broad-minded. If I personally go to his door to apologize and explain the pros and cons, perhaps there is hope that he will show leniency..."

Finally, the Five Elements Sect Master made a final decision.

……

The unusual tremors that originated in Qianqiu Valley also alarmed many people.

The Hundred Nether Sect, the Heavenly Extinction Sect, the Demon Wolf Fortress... almost every sect, large or small, on Mount Canglan with cultivators who have reached the Divine Power Realm could feel this tremor.

It wasn't long before someone determined that the source of the tremors was Qianqiu Valley, which had just experienced a major battle.

"Was this tremor caused by Qianqiu Valley?"

"Or perhaps it was a warning from that Yuan Dan realm cultivator?"

The Heavenly Absolute Sect Master's face was grim. He slammed his fist on the table beside him, causing the teapot to fly into the air before crashing down with a bang: "Damn it... our sect's young master is still in the hands of Thousand Autumns Valley..."

Young Master Mu, the young master of the Tianjue Sect, is the successor whom he has cultivated at great cost and with all his heart and soul.

If they were to become prisoners of Qianqiu Valley, how could the Tianjue Sect Master be willing to accept it?

He stood up and paced back and forth, his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering uncertainly. After a long while, he finally gritted his teeth and made a decision: "In this battle, although I have made several moves, I have always done so in secret. As long as the other fellow Daoists do not speak up, Qianqiu Valley will most likely not know."

"Perhaps, if I pay a certain price, I can get Mu'er back!"

The Hundred Nether Sect.

The chubby middle-aged Taoist priest's face was so fleshy that it almost covered his eyes. He couldn't help but frown and say, "Why hasn't our sect's Holy Maiden returned yet... Something must have gone wrong!"

"If the Holy Maiden were to suffer any mishap, how could I explain this to the sages of the Yan clan, and how could I apologize to the First Ancestor..."

The more the middle-aged Taoist priest pondered, the more bitter his expression became.

In a dense forest dozens of miles outside Qianqiu Valley.

Several figures carefully made their way through the tall trees and finally found a cold pool hidden under the vines. They had to swim for hundreds of feet along the pool to reach the mysterious ruins that Mo Yushu had mentioned.

"Crossing this icy pool leads to what I was talking about..."

Mo Yushu had only spoken halfway when suddenly the earth shook violently!

Immediately afterwards, the cold pool water suddenly boiled, and under the astonished gazes of the group of Thousand Autumn Valley members, the pool water receded on its own, revealing a tunnel that seemed to have no end in sight!

"What...what happened?"

Ye Yi was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground.

……

"What is this... what is this thing?"

In Qianqiu Valley, after the tremors had completely subsided, Feng Xia arrived with Zhu Youniang, looking at the long street that was at least dozens of miles long with an expression that seemed to say, "Are you kidding me?"

After he activated the eight small bells of spiritual light, the ground of Qianqiu Valley actually cracked open, and a mysterious long street rose from the ground.

The ancient, dilapidated buildings alone are enough to evoke a strong sense of the vicissitudes of time. However, there is also an indescribable sense of sanctity permeating this long street, which involuntarily inspires a feeling of solemnity in people who approach it.

"Could it be that..."

Turning his head to look at Lei Shao who had rushed over, Feng Xia suddenly thought of a possibility: "Everyone guessed wrong. Neither the Thousand Autumn Bell back then nor the eight small bells of spiritual light later were the inheritance left by the first sect leader."

"The eight small bells of spiritual light are merely the keys to unlocking the inheritance!"

"And this long street... is the true embodiment of tradition!"

……

Chapter 0076

Just as all the sects on and around Mount Canglan were on high alert due to this sudden tremor...

The culprit who caused this upheaval stood bewildered in front of his "masterpiece," calmly reflecting and carefully analyzing the situation, only to discover that it was utterly useless.

Because he could hardly find anything useful in his analysis.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, what... is this?"

Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan arrived one after another, along with some disciples and followers of Qianqiu Valley. They were also shaken by the earth-shattering event and gathered from various corners.

You ask me, who do I ask?

Feng Xia actually wanted to answer like this.

Just then, a flash of inspiration struck him. Feng Xia was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes gradually brightened.

"Maybe...it really is possible!"

He clapped his hands, coughed to clear his throat, and said with a serious expression, "Fellow Daoist Lei, Fellow Daoist Liu, perhaps before this, whether it was Elder Master Ji or all of us... we were all completely wrong."

"The so-called first generation of sect leader's legacy... has been right under your feet from the very beginning."

"The eight small bells left behind by the first sect leader are merely the keys to unlocking this legacy."

"This entire long street...is it all the legacy left behind by the first sect leader?"

Lei Shao and his companion were dumbfounded, as if they were listening to a foreign language. For a moment, only one thought remained in their minds:

The first sect leader was awesome!!

Feng Xia didn't know how to explain it to them, so in the end he could only nod helplessly: "That's roughly the idea. Perhaps in the eyes of your first sect leader, leaving behind a treasure to protect future generations is not as good as leaving behind a powerful inheritance. As long as the descendants become strong enough, they will naturally be able to protect themselves."

Liu Chuanyuan nodded slightly at first, then frowned and hesitated, saying, "But if this is the legacy left by the first sect leader, the key to unlocking it is hidden far too deeply..."

These eight small bells, radiating spiritual light, remained undiscovered for seven hundred years.

It could even be said that without Feng Xia's sudden arrival, the truth might never have been discovered until the destruction of Qianqiu Valley.

If we can't even discover its existence, what's the point of such a legacy?

There was a hint of resentment in Yanagawa Gen's words.

Ultimately, although they had heard countless legends about the first sect leader, he was still just a legendary figure who did not belong to the same era as them. While they admired him, they did not have much genuine feeling for him.

However, the old swordsman Ji Qixi... was their master, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe their relationship as that of father and son.

"If this inheritance hadn't been hidden so well, perhaps we would have discovered it long ago. Thousand Autumn Valley wouldn't have declined, our master wouldn't have been entangled for so many years, and wouldn't have met such a tragic end!"

By the end, the handsome middle-aged man had clenched his fist, his voice choked with bitterness, and filled with an indescribable, intense resentment.

Feng Xia fell silent involuntarily.

He hesitated for a moment before saying with a strange expression, "Have you forgotten something? Your first sect leader didn't die of old age. Perhaps he didn't have enough time to explain everything about the legacy to future generations."

After these words, Yanagawa Gen's expression softened slightly.

At this moment, Feng Xia continued, "Furthermore, I think that the first sect leader probably believed that since he had such a large bell there, someone among the younger generation would eventually go to check it out, and once someone came, they would discover the truth..."

As Liu Chuanyuan spoke, his face turned from dark to red, and even Lei Shao, who was standing next to him, turned red involuntarily after a brief moment of stunned silence.

yes……

It's such a big bell, after all!

Even if you don't intend to knock on it a few times to hear a sound, you'd at least want to touch it and take a look, right?

But neither.

In the long years that followed, countless generations of disciples of Thousand Autumns Valley never once tried to do it. They all regarded the Thousand Autumns Bell as an indestructible divine object and left it there to languish for a full seven hundred years...

Seven hundred years later, Feng Xia arrived at Qianqiu Valley. Kaba dismantled the Qianqiu Bell into Qianhe Fire Seeds, and only then did they discover the truth.

Unfortunately, by then it was all too late.

"That...that...that was just..."

The two brothers stammered, their faces turning purplish-red with embarrassment, and in the end, they couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

Fortunately, at this moment, Feng Xia calmly shook his head, bringing the two back to their chaotic thoughts: "However, the person is gone, and the past cannot be retrieved. Rather than continuing to dwell on it pointlessly, it is better to do the things in front of us well."

"Senior Feng, what you mean is..."

Let's explore this old street first.

Feng Xia waved his hand and smiled, "If we can gain something, it will be of some help in the reconstruction of Qianqiu Valley."

On the one hand, he received favors from the old sect leader and had a deep karmic connection with Qianqiu Valley.

On the other hand, he also wanted to try his luck, hoping that he might find the secret of that strange divine wheel on this mysterious ancient street.

What, you mean the library in Thousand Autumn Valley?

He had already looked through the entire collection of books there last night, searching every shelf, but naturally, he found nothing.