Become a peerless sword fairy after passing through the book

Chapter 31 Ice Coffin
Lin Jingyong is a Qi-refining monk at the lowest level in the world of cultivating immortals. He could have been a poor Taoist priest for the rest of his life in Qingshan Town, but now he was easily destroyed by others.

Shu Yuehen thought: Is there any fundamental difference between a monk and a mortal?Hu Xiulan, a great monk at the Golden Core stage, is as afraid of death as a mortal.

Shu Yuehen's anger flared up again, she asked Hu Xiulan:
"I didn't kill Bai Yuting, why did you kill us?"

Hu Xiulan had regained her composure at this time, thinking that the female sword cultivator would not dare to kill her, she said with a smile:

"That wimpy Bai Yuting can't suppress his inner demons. I told him to kill a few mortal women to vent his anger, so as not to be seen at the Fairy Gate Conference and lose face to our Yuntai Sect. But he acted carelessly and was arrested by you. Wu Laodao also said that he was afraid of my revenge, so he would go to the Fairy Gate Conference and ask my father to deal with it. If you really want to let you go to the Fairy Gate Conference, where will we put our Yuntai Sect's face?"

When Head Wu heard Hu Xiulan's words, this mature and prudent Taoist almost pulled out his beard in anger.

Shu Yuehen said coldly: "Master Wu! Let's set off for Yuntai Mountain now. I will take Hu Xiulan, and you will take those ice coffins."

Head Wu turned around and counted, including Lin Jingyong's, a total of nineteen ice coffins. He asked in a trembling voice, "Do you want to take all of these?"

"Take them all. These are the evidence."

"This will offend Yuntai Sect"

"Master Wu, look at Hu Xiulan, you have offended Yuntai Sect."

Head Wu looked at Hu Xiulan, who was yelling at her, and finally became firm: "Fellow Daoists are right, taking advantage of the Fairy Sect meeting, the old Taoist wants to invite all the heads to witness, Yuntai Sect must give justice to the innocent dead."

Shu Yuehen restrained Hu Xiulan, and head Wu took nineteen ice coffins, and made their respective magic weapons fly into the sky, and flew towards Yunshan Sect in a mighty manner.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the sun climbed up the hill, swaying light and heat to the sky and the earth.

The morning glow was like a dream, and the three of them and the nineteen ice coffins were covered with light red gauze, but none of the three were in the mood to appreciate it.

Hu Xiulan was scolding the head of Wu: "Wu Rui, are you determined to defy our Yuntai Sect? You have lived enough, but have you ever thought about those disciples and grandchildren of your True Talisman Sect? Are you afraid of angering the Yuntai Sect and destroying your True Talisman Sect?"

She tossed and turned and only dared to scold the head of Wu, but she didn't dare to scold Shu Yuehen who directly controlled her life.

Head Wu was furious and pushed the magic weapon desperately. After a day and a night, they arrived at Yuntaizong.

Yuntaizong is located in Yuntai Mountain at the southernmost tip of Qianzhou, backed by Gyeongju under the rule of Xianxia Sect.

The five main peaks of Yuntai Mountain ushered in nearly a thousand monks this day. These monks gathered in small groups and chatted, and it was very lively.

Ascetics have always advocated tranquility, and it is rare for them to be so lively.

Some monks brought spiritual pets, some saw old friends, and some saw enemies, and asked the monks of the Yuntai Sect to run back and forth to guide them.

Hu Yunyang, head of the Yuntai sect, personally greeted Han Sheng, a Jindan cultivator sent from Xianxia, ​​in the main hall of Chaoyang Peak.

Han Sheng also brought a sword repair friend.

His good friend of the sword cultivator is stiff and dull, and he doesn't seem to be easy to get along with.

Hu Yunyang didn't know the identity of the sword cultivator, but because Han Sheng brought him here, he also arranged a seat for him.

He worked hard for the Qianzhou Xianmen Conference. In order to show his identity and cultivation, he arranged a throne of auspicious clouds, which can be raised and lowered, and there are spiritual lights flying around.

Hu Yunyang himself was a landlord and a great monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, sitting in the middle.

Xianxia sent Han Sheng and his good friend to sit on the left, each sitting on an auspicious cloud, and they were talking secretly through voice transmission.

Hu Yunyang was about to ask Han Sheng who his friend was when Bai Shi'an, head of Zhengyang Sect, arrived.

Zhengyang Sect is adjacent to Yuntai Sect, and the dispute between the two Sects is somewhat dirty, so they can only exchange pleasantries when they meet at this time.

Just after speaking, Li Qingfeng, head of the Yunling Sect, also arrived.The two factions of Yunling Sect and Yuntai Sect used to be one family, but later the founder passed away, the two factions fought due to disagreement of ideas, and finally split into two, forming great enemies with each other.

When Hu Yunyang saw Li Qingfeng, lightning flashed in his eyes:
"Li Qingfeng, why are you here?"

Li Qingfeng said with a smile: "I heard that the Qianzhou Fairy Gate Conference was held, of course the Yunling faction didn't want to be isolated, and came here specially to discuss important matters with fellow Taoists."

The two had just finished speaking, Chang Xuan, the head of the Shangshan Sect, and Li Dingyun, the head of the Zhongmiao Sect, arrived at the main hall of Chaoyang Peak one after the other.

After they greeted each other, they each sat on the Xiangyun throne, and all five Nascent Souls of the Qianzhou Xianmen were present.

At this time, the morning sun was just rising, and a ray of golden sunlight shone into the main hall. Accompanied by five-color auspicious clouds and seven-color auras, the main hall of Hanyang looked sacred and solemn.

Li Qingfeng didn't wait for Hu Yunyang to introduce him, he smiled at Han Sheng and said, "This is Han Sheng, the genius of the Xianxia sect. I heard that you fought with Ouyang Shuo, the fire crow envoy of the Beast Master Sect, for three days and three nights, and beat him to the ground. This battle became famous all over the world!"

Han Sheng stood up and saluted the five people one by one. He had a three-point smile on his face, and he was not at all proud of the Xianxia faction behind him.

Since the Xuantian Sword Sect encountered a catastrophe 12 years ago and almost wiped out the sect, the Xianxia Sect is the leader of the righteous way in the world of cultivating immortals. The Xianxia Sect has eight Huashen, two hundred Nascent Souls, three thousand golden pills, and one hundred thousand refining qi.

Li Qingfeng was a Nascent Soul stage monk, Han Sheng was only a Jindan stage monk, but Li Qingfeng still couldn't offend such giants as the Xianxia Sect, he lowered his status when he spoke, and his tone was very flattering.

Han Sheng laughed and said, "That's a misinformation from the outside world. Ouyang Shuo withdrew because he was afraid of his fellow clan's support. He has tens of thousands of fire crows, all of which are monsters. It's hard to deal with them. I came here with my friends to form an alliance with the major immortal sects in Qianzhou to deal with the demon sect going south."

Hu Yunyang said: "That's right, the Demon Cultivator is cruel, and he regards our hundreds of immortal sects in Ganzhou as lambs to be slaughtered, and wants to quickly swallow Qianzhou and restore their strength. After the Xuantian Sword Sect was attacked, only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled remained, unable to stop the Nine Demon Sects. Our hundreds of immortals in Ganzhou are at odds with each other, like a mass of scattered sand. How can we deal with the wolf-like Nine Demon Sects if we don't form an alliance."

When he said that Xuantian Sword Sect was only old, weak, sick and disabled, the dull sword cultivator who had been sitting withered suddenly gave him a look.

That glance was like a flash of sword light, which made people feel chills.

Hu Yunyang was suspicious and asked, "Fellow Daoist Han, who is your good friend? Why don't you introduce him?"

Just as Han Sheng was about to speak, a figure broke into the main hall and knelt down to complain: "Master is bad! Senior sister Xiulan was smashed into pieces and brought outside the mountain gate."

Hu Yunyang was furious, and his consciousness spread rapidly. He saw a female foundation-building cultivator in Tsing Yi standing outside the mountain gate with her daughter Hu Xiulan, and a male foundation-building cultivator carrying nineteen ice coffins behind him.

(End of this chapter)