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49. The Solemn Daoist, Revitalizing the Great Mystical Wind

The mountains of the Qing Qiu were criss-crossed with layers upon layers of mountains. The twelve pots of the four cities were like bright and dazzling pearls scattered throughout the entire Qing Qiu Mountain Range. They inlaid the entire mountain with colorful and flourishing decorations. Even after going through many trials and tribulations, Taixuan was still as calm as before. It was like a song and song, like a man who had experienced many trials and tribulations, standing firm and unflinching.

At the back of the mountain in Taixuan, the two slowly descended.

Didn't you want to collect the Summer Palace's Cloud Dew? Why did you come here? ”Yun Jiu Tang looked around and looked at Xin Jin in surprise. He then pointed to the distance,” The palace in front of us should be very mysterious.

”That's right, the rain and dew from the mountains at the back of Taixuan are the most spiritual and the most suitable to sew embroidered robes. I come here often to collect them. The Supreme Profound Sect disciples are very kind and there won't be any danger. ”

Yun Jiuchang heaved a sigh of relief as he concentrated on the capital city. From afar, he could see flags fluttering, and palaces like a painting. The sound of buddhist chanting could be heard as his mind wandered off. Looking at this scene, Yun Jiuchang's mind suddenly throbbed. He felt a wave of pain, as if the string of his memories had been touched. However, the deepest parts of his memories were only vaguely blank. Was it a scene from his memories, or had he seen it somewhere before? Neither! Familiar scenery, blank memories, everything was brand-new.

Suddenly, the sound of a horse's hooves mixed with strong dust rushed over. Yun Jiu Tang's eyes shot out a sharp ray of light and he stood up in alert, shielding behind him from the onslaught.

The group of people slowly approached. Each and every one of them was clad in white, and were clad in raging white. Xin Jin muttered to himself, ”This man in white should be an inner disciple of the Imperial Capital. It's best if we don't provoke him.” Yun Jiuchang snorted but did not comment.

The leader of the group, a young man dressed in a high hat, looked at Yun Jiu Tang and Xin Jin who were standing not far away and frowned before saying seriously, ”Look at the way the both of you are dressed, it seems like you are not from Qing Qiu Mountain. May I ask why you are here?”

Xin Jin was about to speak up, but Yun Jiu Tang stopped him with a squeeze of his arm. Yun Jiu Tang bowed and said in a clear voice, ”To be honest, we are from the demon realm and are only here to collect the Magnificent Summer Fly Cloud Dew. Please forgive us.”

As if they had met their enemies, they were on guard. Since the last time the Demon World began to denounce them and force the fifth hidden spirit to commit suicide, the relationship between the human and devil realms had become more and more subtle. The man in the lead raised his hand slightly, indicating for everyone to not be nervous, and said with a stern expression: ”That's good, if I see any of you here, don't blame me for being impolite!” The words were loud, more like a warning.

Right at this moment, the cup in which Jin Si used to hold the summer's Feiyun Dew suddenly slipped from his hand. At this moment, the cup in which Jin Si used to hold the summer's Feiyun Dew suddenly fell from his hand. Yun Jiuchang took advantage of this moment to leap down and chase after Ming Ju.

The young man in the lead, seeing Yun Jiuchang leap over, mistakenly thought that he was going to seize the opportunity from this sudden attack. He shouted loudly, jumped up from his horse, and welcomed him with the Azure Dragon Sword. Yun Jiu Tang held the cup in midair and was about to channel some inner strength into his body to retract his Qi. However, as he was about to meet the attack of the Azure Dragon Sword, Yun Jiu Tang tilted his body and the young man's sword missed.

The young man was slightly panicked. Regardless of strength, timing, or accuracy, this sword attack was just right. He originally wanted to rely on this sword light to get rid of his opponent's lofty and cold aura, but he was able to easily dodge it. He immediately became anxious and switched to a different sword move. He used his palm as the void, the sword's edge as the real thing as the pressure came pressing down on him.

The tip of the sword was like a heavy boulder as it pressed forward. Yun Jiuchang was not in a hurry as the black metal sword in his hand was still in its scabbard. His sharp eyes were staring at the incoming palm technique and sword ray. A sharp wind from his palm blew past his hair bun, and a strand of black hair, which hung in front of his forehead, was smashed by the wind from the wind from his palm, fluttering in the air.

Seeing that the palm technique and the sword had pierced into Yun Jiuchang's throat, the crowd was shocked and could not help but break out in a cold sweat for him. In that split-second, Yun Jiuchang's eyes were wide open, as if he had awoken from a dream. He gathered the energy in his left palm and struck out with a speed so fast it was flabbergasted.

With an ”Ah!”, the young man's body flew several meters away. The Azure Dragon Sword in his hand also fell to the ground. Yun Jiuchang also took a few steps back. Before the crowd could clearly see how the two of them were going to attack, it had already ended in an instant.

Before the young man could regain his footing, Yun Jiu Tang took up the Azure Dragon Sword and walked over to offer it to him. He said humbly and indifferently, ”This humble one is Yun Jiu Tang, I was really rash just now. I was originally trying to get back at you for bringing back the Grand Xia Feiyun Dew, but because of the extreme urgency of my movement, you mistook me for an attack.”

Seeing Yun Jiu Tang's humble attitude, he went along the stairs and said, ”I am Li Zongyin, my eyes are dull, I was unable to distinguish Sir's movement technique, and I came out to meet you in battle, it was too sudden.”

Yun Jiuchang was stunned. Li Zong Yin? The name flashed through his mind, as if they were somehow familiar with each other, as if they were strangers that had met by chance. Just as he was lost in thought, he heard Li Zongyin say something like ”Farewell to the capital. See you later”. Yun Jiuchang thought to himself, See you again? There will be a chance to see you again.

Looking at the majestic and unfathomable Primordial Profound Capital, the Buddhist chanting Gao Chang seemed to be a kind of summoning, actually possessing power that could not be denied. In an instant, the Cloud Nine-Tang Immortal's heart surged: Why not enter the capital and take a look at the human world? Let's see just how vast and magnificent it is.

At this moment, Yun Jiu Tang and Fu Guansan were flying towards the Taixuan capital.

In the afternoon at the Taixuan capital, the atmosphere was solemn and serene. Within the capital, there were rows upon rows of palaces and pavilions, one with five steps, one with ten steps, and the other with ten steps. Yun Jiu Tang's heart skipped a beat; this Supreme Mystery was indeed extraordinary. It was worthy of being called the holy land of cultivators in the mortal world.

Xin Jin looked around curiously, her vision blurry, her vision blurry, ”Wow, there are so many palaces here, much prettier than our Tianmu Yye!”

Just as the two of them were walking around, the faint sound of people worshipping could be heard from the distance. Yun Jiu Tang pulled Jin Nu to follow the sound.

Inside the courtyard, tens of thousands of Taixuan disciples were standing in unison. Yin Bao Yun sat in the middle of the martial arena on the first few steps, with Ning An, Zhao Yuyi, Yu Duyan, Li Zongyin, and, below them, Kong Zhili, Zhou Weile, Dong Weiying, Zheng Xueyu, Ding Sishu, and Li Chengming.

The two of them lay on their stomach in the shelter of the roof of the garden wall and watched. Yun Jiu Tang stared at the wide and tall battle stage in a daze. He felt as if there was a vague memory in the depths of his mind: this battle stage was both familiar and unfamiliar.