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It was anxiety or shock, he couldn't tell at all.

He stared at the screen and continued, "One more thing..."

Yun Yilan said "hmm", but was a little surprised this time.

Shangguan Ce took a deep breath and said, "Two of the five clans' sacred artifacts were taken from the lich: the black staff and the bone jade."

"What?" Yun Yilan finally couldn't keep calm anymore and blurted out behind the screen.

Shangguan Ce sneered in his heart, but his expression did not change at all. He said, "It should be that the beast demon found a Li wizard from somewhere, and taught him the 'black fire' magic, and then used it to instigate a fight between the Miao and Li tribes, and thus snatched the black staff bone jade from the Miao altar wizard.

Afterwards, the Li tribe wizard wanted to rebel against the beast demon, but the beast demon was well prepared and asked the lich to kill him with the "Black Fire Essence Pearl" and take back the two holy artifacts. "

Yun Yilan snorted coldly and said, "There are still such ignorant people who don't know how to live or die!"

After a pause, he said with a hint of severity in his voice, "These holy artifacts are of great importance. Why don't you take action?"

Shangguan Ce looked indifferent and said, "When I arrived, the Black Staff Bone Jade had already fallen into the hands of the lich, and there was an evil dragon beside him."

Yun Yilan remained silent for a long while before he slowly sighed and said, "God's will, God's will! Our century-long plan has been ruined in an instant!"

Shangguan Ce didn't say much, just stood there.

Not long after.

The shocking news spread throughout the valley in an instant.

From the "Tianxiang Residence" deep in the Fenxiang Valley, the sound of the heavenly drums was heard seven times, echoing far and wide, foreshadowing that Yun Yilan, the master of the Fenxiang Valley who had been in seclusion for a long time, would come out today.

All the disciples of Fenxiang Valley returned to their seats, no one dared to be negligent. In the main hall of Fenxiang Valley, "Mountain and River Hall", led by Shangguan Ce, Lu Shun and others, Li Xun, Yan Hong and other disciples followed behind, and lined up in front of the hall, waiting patiently.

Shangguan Ce, who was standing in the front of the crowd, was still dressed in black, standing there calmly, but in the depths of his eyes that no one could detect, there was a faint gleam of strange light in his eyes.

For him, every time his senior brother, Valley Master Yun Yilan, met him in the past few years, there was always a screen between them, and he sounded weak when speaking, and he looked older in recent days.

He didn't dare to believe it at first, but until recently, he has gradually come to the conclusion in his heart that this senior brother who has always been a pressure on him is really about to die.

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking and was leaving, the drums in Tianxiangju sounded like thunder, shocking him to the ground. Yun Yilan actually came out!

Could it be that he is really practicing magic in seclusion, rather than hiding something?

Shangguan Ce was extremely upset and worried.

Behind Shangguan Ce, Li Xun, who was standing at the forefront of the younger generation of disciples, had an excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed.

He has always been Yun Yilan's most proud disciple, and a favored child of heaven in Fenxiang Valley.

However, a few years ago, Yun Yilan suddenly went into seclusion without any warning, and he has not seen anyone since then.

Although Li Xun himself was treated specially by Yun Yilan, he and his uncle Shangguan Ce were the only two people in Fenxiang Valley who could meet Yun Yilan.

But perhaps it was because Yun Yilan thought that Li Xun was young and not experienced enough, so he let Shangguan Ce take charge of the major affairs in Fenxiang Valley. In this way, Li Xun's status actually declined a lot.

But now that Yun Yilan has come out of seclusion again, the situation has naturally changed drastically. He is the most beloved disciple of the current Valley Master and the undisputed candidate for the next Valley Master, so his words naturally carry different weight.

And more importantly, just yesterday, the night before Yun Yilan came out of retreat, he had been secretly received by Yun Yilan and knew in advance that his mentor was going to come out of retreat.

And after his mentor came out of seclusion, one of his long-cherished wishes finally had the possibility of being fulfilled.

Thinking of this, Li Xun could no longer suppress the excitement on his handsome face.

Shangguan Ce moved his body and slowly turned around. Although the young nephew behind him tried his best to remain calm, the joy and excitement from the bottom of his heart could not be concealed by his age and experience, and it was even more impossible to escape Shangguan Ce's eyes that saw through the world like an eagle.

"Hey..." He laughed coldly in his heart and said to himself, "Young man, I don't know how long you have to go!"

Just when everyone was thinking about their own things, suddenly, the sound of melodious drums came from the sky and circled in the hall.

Shangguan Ce and the others were cheered up, straightened their appearance and clothes, and looked towards the side door.

A red shadow flashed, and a figure slowly emerged. He was wearing a fiery red robe, which was exactly the attire of the traditional masters of Fenxiang Valley, representing the faith of this fire-worshiping sect.

They did not feel the heat of the flame, nor the dazzling light, but somehow, everyone saw a red flash in front of their eyes, and they all had a feeling that a ball of red flame was slowly coming towards them.

When everyone came to their senses and saw clearly the person in the red light, including Shangguan Ce who was always calm and composed, they all let out a low cry of surprise and doubt in disbelief.

The person who came was actually just a middle-aged man who looked to be around 40 years old at most. He had a head of bright yet smooth red hair that was not tied up and casually flowed over his shoulders, giving him a sense of elegance and dissoluteness.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise. When Yun Yilan was in seclusion a few years ago, everyone clearly remembered that he was already an old man with white hair. But now, this man looked much younger than Yun Yilan back then, and his skin was smooth and unblemished without even a trace of wrinkles.

However, the facial features of this person were clearly Yun Yilan's, especially Shangguan Ce. He had been with Yun Yilan longer than anyone else, and he recognized that this was clearly Yun Yilan when he was young. Just looking at his appearance, he was even more handsome than when he was young. Everyone was so shocked that they were speechless.

On the other hand, Yun Yilan walked into the main hall as if nothing had happened. He looked at everyone with a gleaming gaze and suddenly smiled. His voice was clear and pleasant, in contrast to the hoarseness in the secret room. He said, "Why, don't you all recognize me as the Valley Master?"

Everyone was shocked. Li Xun came back to his senses first. He bowed down and said loudly, "Disciple welcomes Master out of retreat. Congratulations to Master for his great success in practicing the True Law in retreat!"

Everyone suddenly came to their senses and saluted. The surprise in Shangguan Ce's eyes gradually faded away, and he also lowered his head and saluted.

Yun Yilan obviously looked healthy and in a very good mood. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's get up and talk."

Everyone responded and stood up. Yun Yilan smiled and looked at everyone. Finally, his eyes fell on Shangguan Ce and said with a smile: "Junior brother, I have asked you to take care of the trivial matters in the valley for these years. Are you tired of it?"

Shangguan Ce shook his head and smiled, "Since my senior brother is not here, it is my responsibility as a junior brother. On the contrary, something happened in the Xuanhuo Altar a few days ago, and I..."

Yun Yilan suddenly laughed, interrupting Shangguan Ce's words, and said, "Junior brother, why should you dwell on the past? There is still a long way to go, so let's make a long-term plan."

A hint of surprise flashed across Shangguan Ce's face, but he didn't say anything else. He lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Yun Yilan looked at everyone present, and saw that everyone's eyes were full of respect and surprise. It was obvious that his appearance, which seemed like rejuvenation, really shocked everyone.

However, he did not explain much, and turned to Li Xun who had been standing by his side and asked, "What happened in the valley recently?"

Li Xun took a step forward and said respectfully, "Early this morning, Daoxuan Zhenren, the head of the Qingyun Sect in the Central Earth, brought a letter, saying that it was a reply to the letter that Master sent a few days ago."

He said this with a calm expression, but Shangguan Ce, who was standing beside him, had a changed expression. During Yun Yilan's retreat, he was the one who made the decisions on all matters concerning Fenxiang Valley.

Correspondence with the Qingyun Sect's leader was an extremely important matter, but he knew nothing about it.

The reply letter arrived this morning, and Li Xun somehow intercepted it halfway without letting him know. It was obvious that his senior brother Yun Yilan deliberately did not let him interfere in this matter.

Shangguan Ce was getting increasingly angry, but his expression remained calm, with a strange look that only flashed by for a moment.

Chapter 169: Lack of a big team building

Yun Yilan nodded, took the letter handed to him by Li Xun, took a look at it, and saw numbers written neatly on the envelope: Written in person by Senior Brother Yun Yilan of Fenxiang Valley.

The signature reads: Daoxuan from Qingyun Sect pays a visit.

As expected, it was the handwriting of Taoist Master Daoxuan from Qingyun Sect. Yun Yilan smiled slightly, tore open the seal, pulled out a piece of thin paper, read it from beginning to end, with a smile on his face all the time.

Finally, he nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, put the letter away and put it in his arms, and said to everyone in a loud voice: "That's all for today, you go back and prepare. Soon, I will lead the outstanding disciples of Fenxiang Valley to go to the Central Plains to visit the Taoist friends of Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple to discuss the world's major plans together!"

Everyone was shocked. It had been a long time since Fenxiang Valley had invaded Middle-earth in a large scale. Unexpectedly, the valley master issued this important order as soon as he came out of retreat today.

However, Yun Yilan had always been highly respected, so the people in Fenxiang Valley did not think much about it. After they exchanged greetings, they all left, each preparing to go their own way. Only Li Xun was kept by Yun Yilan.

After everyone left, only Yun Yilan and his disciple Li Xun were left in the Shanhe Hall.

Li Xun was alone with his master, so he was not as reserved as when everyone was around. He smiled and said, "Master, what method did you practice during your retreat that has such a miraculous effect?"

Yun Yilan smiled and said, "This is a special skill passed down by my founder of Fenxiang Valley. When you have gained enough Taoism in the future, are you still afraid that I won't pass it on to you?"

Li Xun was startled, but saw a kind smile in Yun Yilan's eyes, which seemed to have a deep meaning. After a little thought, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He bowed down and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master. I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Yun Yilan smiled and helped Li Xun up. He looked him up and down and sighed, "You have an extraordinary physique and are a great talent for cultivating the Dao. However, I see that you are young and energetic, and your mind is still a little impetuous. You need to control yourself more and practice diligently, so that you can become a great person."

Li Xun nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Master. By the way, Master, is there anything you want me to do for you?"

Yun Yilan glanced at him and said, "Yes, I want you to go to Middle-earth first."

Li Xun was startled and asked, "Middle Earth? Where to?"

Yun Yilan said calmly, "Qingyun Mountain. I will write a reply letter later. You will leave immediately and deliver the letter to Taoist Master Daoxuan of Qingyun Mountain."

Li Xun nodded and said, "Yes."

Yun Yilan walked back and forth for a few steps, and then said, "After Taoist Master Daoxuan reads this letter, he will most likely ask you to stay in Qingyun Mountain for a few days. You don't have to refuse. Just stay in Qingyun for a few days. I will bring the others there later."

Li Xun nodded, but was slightly confused, and asked, "Master, why are you so anxious to enter the Middle Earth? Is there something urgent?"

Li Xun's body trembled, and then his face showed an excitement that he could not hide. He immediately knelt down again and said loudly: "Thank you, Master, for your help."

Yun Yilan shook his head and smiled, "Okay, okay, go back and prepare first, come over to get my letter later, and then we can leave directly."

Li Xun agreed excitedly and strode out.

When the figure of the young disciple disappeared, the smile on Yun Yilan's face gradually faded. He turned to the south and looked far away in the direction of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. After a while, he suddenly snorted coldly:

"Since you want to come out, I will let the whole world block you. You want me to bear this burden alone? Hehe, I'm not that stupid!"

............

One Hundred Thousand Mountains, Zhenmo Ancient Cave.

After the beast demon was resurrected, the scene in the Demon-Suppressing Ancient Cave was very different from the previous one with dark clouds and howling cold winds. Although the sky was still dark, the black air gathered at the cave entrance had dissipated, and the cold wind that blew out of the ancient cave all year round also disappeared without a trace.

Apart from the still barren mountains, there is only the stone statue of a woman standing at the entrance of the Ancient Demon-Suppressing Cave, still standing there regardless of wind or rain.

And right in front of it, wearing bright silk clothes, was a very handsome, even a little coquettish young man.

The face is whiter than that of an ordinary woman, with thin eyebrows, red eyes, thin lips and a pointed jaw. Looking closely, this face is vaguely similar to the woman in the stone statue.

However, the temperament of the two people's faces is completely different! This boy is the beast demon resurrected from the Demon-Suppressing Ancient Cave. No one could have expected that the demon that so many people in Southern Xinjiang feared was such a handsome boy.

Since the day of his resurrection, for some reason, he did nothing. He neither killed people wantonly nor shouted in ecstasy. He just stood quietly in front of the stone statue of the exquisite witch, staring in silence.

A black shadow flashed by, and the lich floated silently from a distance and came behind the young man.

"Lord Beast God."

The young man didn't move, didn't even turn his head, and asked, "What's going on?"

The lich stared at his back and said, "The thirteen demon kings have subdued all the remaining barbarians in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and they all obey the orders of the Lord Beast God."

The young man then moved, turned around slowly, and asked calmly: "How many tribes are left?"

The lich said, "There are only thirty-seven tribes now. In the past hundred years, the Hundred Thousand Mountains have been leaderless, and the various barbaric tribes have killed each other, and many tribes have been destroyed."

The young man smiled coldly, without any disappointment on his face. On the contrary, there was a sense of arrogance emanating from the depths of his heart. His eyes were like lightning, and they swept across the lich's face covered with a black veil.

The lich suddenly felt as if his face was burned by flames.

"Actually, it should be the Thirty-Eight Clans,"

The young man said leisurely, "Don't we still have you, the last descendant of the Black Witch Clan?"

The lich lowered his head and remained silent.

The young man slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the face of the exquisite stone statue of the witch. He stared at it for a long time and suddenly called out, "Heimu."

The lich's body trembled. To him, this name was like a wound engraved deep in his heart. Every time he called the name, it hurt him.

The young man stared at the Linglong statue, and his tone suddenly became more mature. He said, "After so many years, have you ever regretted anything in front of Linglong?"

The lich was silent for a long time before he whispered, "Yes."

The young man did not even turn around, his eyes flickering with strange lights, and he said quietly: "In this world, apart from your elder brother who turned into a vicious spirit, you are the only one who knows the relationship between Linglong and me. Back then, you eight people chased me across thousands of mountains and rivers. Thinking about it now, it seems like it was just yesterday."

The lich's body beneath the black veil suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if he could still remember the past events vividly.

However, the young man did not pay any attention to the lich's reaction. What he said was more like a low whisper to the stone statue than to the lich. In his eyes, there was only the stone statue of the exquisite witch.

"You," his voice slowly revealed a bit of sadness, a bit of desolation, and a bit of indignation, "what on earth are you doing this for?"

The stone statue was speechless and stood silently.

"In your heart, are the lives of the world and destiny so important?"

The young man's voice suddenly became a little excited and gradually became louder.

"If you value those things more than me, you want to get rid of me, right?"

The boy's face showed a strange but seductive cold smile, "But you know what, I don't care at all!"

"What the hell is heaven's will, what the hell is all living things in the world, what does that even mean?"

His expression became more and more miserable. The strange thing was that even though the expression in his eyes was extremely terrifying, his appearance became more and more charming and beautiful, almost unlike that of an ordinary person.

"If you want me to die, just one word is enough. Do you know that? Do you know that?"

He roared at the stone statue, and then, slowly, his voice became lower.

"But why... you actually regard those things as more important than yourself and your own life..."

Slowly, he reached out his hand and gently stroked the face that had been eroded by countless years of wind and frost and gradually became rough, and brushed past the once gentle face deep in his memory!

A cold feeling, without a trace of warmth, slowly spread from the palm of my hand.