3143: C3143 The Storm Begins

C3143 The Storm Begins

Even though the old woman's voice is weak, However, if it was a strong cultivator, they would be able to hear a chilling pressure from that voice!

No one knew her real name. They only knew that she called herself Yin Li.

Those who knew her would call her Granny Yin.

The old monster in the Black Feather Pavilion was at the peak of the Tian Lan Realm and at the Soul Formation stage.

Han Youqing lowered his head, "This disciple has not handled things well. Please punish me with masters. "

"Hmm?" The old woman, Yin Li, suddenly raised her voice.

Han Youqing hurriedly said, "There's something that the master doesn't know. . . "

Very quickly, she recounted the entire trip to the Southern Kingdom from beginning to end without adding any extra details.

The old woman's eyes turned cloudy again. "Why didn't you kill him?"

"I couldn't kill him. "

She paused. Han Youqing shook his head: "Xiahou Ping was too aggressive. At that time, he was the only one left, and he escaped with serious injuries without any warning. If I were to attack him and fight him to the death, perhaps I would not be his match. "

The person she was talking about was naturally Jiang Ting!

Yin Li's voice became disdainful, and his eyes became clearer. "The only son of the Devil Dao's Master. Humph. . . Cough cough. . . "

At the end of his words, he started coughing violently.

"master, your body?" Han Youqing hurriedly looked up.

"It's fine. For the time being, I won't die. . . Such a huge change, why didn't you immediately send a message?" The old woman shook her head slightly, and her expression returned to normal.

Han Youqing smiled bitterly. " When I sent the message, I was crushed by a mysterious person, and I had no choice but to come back personally. . . The person who sent the message was at least at the Golden Core Realm, and he only attacked to destroy the message. He didn't do anything to hurt me. There might be something fishy going on. "

Yin Li exhaled slightly and shook his head. He turned around and faced the cliff.

Han Youqing saw this and said, "master, what should we do next?"

"Not long ago, Blood One sent news that the Purple Frost Sect's Daoist Priest Qing Feng was in seclusion, trying to reach the Nascent Soul stage. "

He paused for a moment. Yin Li closed his eyes. "Just follow the plan. . . . The general trend is difficult to reverse. Left and right are just slightly more troublesome. "

"Disciple understands. " Han Youqing bowed and left.

After leaving the cliff, Han Youqing turned around and flew away with a strange look in her eyes.

…………. .

The Sacred Sun Clan.

In a certain thatched hut by the river.

A youth sat quietly by the river, fishing.

He didn't know how long it had been.

The young man who was fishing suddenly said, "What is it?"

"Patriarch, we just received news that the Purple Frost Sect's Taoist Qing Feng has been in seclusion for several months and hasn't made a single sound. His Soul Formation has almost failed. " A black shadow silently appeared by the river.

The youth continued fishing.

Seeing this, the black shadow opened his mouth again: "Are you sure you don't want to interfere?"

"That old hag Yin Li is going to die! . . . Heh, whoever intervenes, she will fight it out with them!"

Pausing, the youth shook his head slightly, acting as though he was an outsider. "Devil cultivators cannot leave the Eastern Desert. Those old freaks of the Purple Frost Sect are not in a hurry. What are you in a hurry for?"

The black shadow was silent.

"They are just some mortals. Mortals are in a hurry for a hundred years. They live, die, and die. . . "

At this point, the young man raised his head and looked at the sky. "No matter how many casualties there are, at most one hundred and fifty years, the population will come up. Let's wait and see. "

"But. . . Before Qing Feng went into seclusion, he sent a message to everyone. He said that the Black Feather Pavilion had an affair with the devil cultivators, and that the Purple Frost Sect was unable to support them with one arm. . . I heard that the Autumn Water Pavilion seems to be preparing for war, and wants to assist the Eastern Desert. "

At this point, the black shadow's voice was low. "Once the Autumn Water Pavilion intervened. . . The Black Feather Pavilion, Autumn Water Pavilion, and the Purple Frost Sect would participate in the battle. There would be the entanglement of the devil cultivators and the Purple Frost Sect was also located in a special place. Sixty to sixty percent of the Soul Transformation vagrant cultivators would live in seclusion within the Purple Frost Sect. . . It is very likely that the flames of war will be difficult to suppress. "

"You speak too much. " The young man looked at the river again.

…………. .

Autumn Water Pavilion.

I don't know where it is. It was a peach forest.

In the middle of the peach forest, there were two bamboo houses side by side.

Outside the bamboo house, Hua Ling, whom Jiang Ting had never seen before, was there.

The Autumn Water Pavilion's leading elder, Hua Ling, was also there.

Hua Ling's voice was somewhat indignant, "Mother, the Sacred Sun Clan. . . The Giant Pylon Sect and the Demon Refining Pavilion's three great sects have not made any moves. Why would our Autumn Water Pavilion be in such a hurry to head over to the Purple Frost Sect to assist in eliminating the fiendish cultivators?"

"Everyone has the right to punish devil cultivators. Why doesn't Little Ling'er want to go?" Hua Yi's voice was still as calm as before. It was a little doting. Gentle, no longer as cold and dignified as before.

"I feel that there are other reasons behind it. Our Autumn Water Pavilion is in such a hurry to make a move. . . " Speaking up to this point, Hua Ling swiftly shook her head.

It was also because of her shaking her head that the wind chimes tied to her hair rang.

Hua Ling still smiled and said, "Little Ling Er is becoming smarter and smarter. "

"Mother. . . " Hua Ling's voice dragged on as she pulled Hua Ling's arm and continuously shook it.

If anyone else were to see that Hua Ling, who was as cold as an iceberg, still had such an attitude as that of a little girl, they would probably be so shocked that they would drop their teeth.

"Alright, alright. . . "

Hua still shook her head helplessly. Then, she said softly, "Do you still remember Old Ancestor Wanqiu?"

"Old Ancestor Wanqiu?"

Hua Ling tilted her head and pondered for a moment. Then, her eyes lit up. "I remember that Old Ancestor Wanqiu is the greatest pride of our Autumn Water Pavilion. To be able to successfully form a Nascent Soul in a mere 400 years of time is also a rare genius in the entire history of Tian Lan. Most importantly, she's only 450 years old now. I heard. . . "

As she spoke, Hua Ling suddenly thought of something, and her expression flickered.

Seeing this, Hua Ling rubbed Hua Ling's head: "Even Little Ling'er, you know that there is a problem. How can we, the old man, not understand. . . You should understand now why our Autumn Water Pavilion immediately decided to support the Purple Frost Sect even though we know that there is an ulterior motive behind it. "

………………

Tian Lan, Qing Ying Danger Zone, somewhere.0

"Phew. . . " Jiang Ting exhaled a breath of fresh air and slowly opened his eyes.

About twenty days had passed since the battle with the Frost Toad.

During this period of time, he had been teasing and recuperating here.

Now, his injuries had finally completely healed. Unfortunately, the quality of the healing pills on his body were too low. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to spend so much time to recover from his injuries.

Next. . .

Jiang Ting tilted his head and pondered for a while. He stood up and leapt towards the direction of the cold pond.

The cold pond.

Not long after. Jiang Ting returned to the cold pond.

This place wasn't much different from twenty days ago. The blood on the ground had dried up.

After sizing it up, Jiang Ting ignored it and walked to the edge of the cold pond. . . The cold pond water that had been partially evaporated by the grand formation. For some reason, it returned to its original level.

Even with Jiang Ting's current cultivation, he could feel a slight chill from the edge of the pond. If he entered the cold pond, perhaps he could truly feel the "coldness. "

After sizing it up for a while, Jiang Ting's expression suddenly became serious. When he returned to the cold pond, he was naturally prepared to deal with the Frost Snow Toad and obtain the so-called Ice Flame Pearl from the cold pond.

But now, the Snow Toad was not coming out. Because of the special environment of the Icy Pond, it was impossible for him to enter the Icy Pond. It seemed like he needed to think of a way to force the Frost Toad out of the cold pond.

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