I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

After walking about a hundred miles, Lu Hongyuan finally saw the elder, but his face did not look good.

But now that I'm here, if I just turn a blind eye to it, he might accuse me of being impolite when I return to the sect.

"Disciple Lu Hongyuan greets Elder Sang!"

Sang Chuanjiang stood by the lake with his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was looking at.

He turned around after hearing Lu Hongyuan's voice and nodded with some surprise.

"So it's you. It seems Elder Lu is finally willing to let you out of the ivory tower."

These words made Lu Hongyuan's face suddenly stiffen, but due to Sang Chuanjiang's identity, he did not dare to refute and could only smile awkwardly.

It was only because Lu Hongyuan was quite famous, and the power behind him was one of the twenty-four elders of the Holy Island of the Sky Holy Island, and also his biological father.

These twenty-four people represent the absolute strength of the Holy Sky Island, and each of them has at least reached the peak of the Qiankun Realm.

It is precisely because of this identity that Lu Hongyuan is not only domineering in Mohai, but also very arrogant in the sect.

Although he made many enemies outside, they were intimidated by the reputation of the twenty-four elders of the Holy Island behind him and did not dare to do anything to him.

"Father believes that I have made great progress in my cultivation and it is time for me to contribute to the sect, so he specially sent me out to carry out the order."

"I just happened to meet Elder Sang, so I came to see him."

If someone else dared to mock him like this, Lu Hongyuan would make sure that person would pay the price.

But Sang Chuanjiang was also one of the twenty-four elders. Although he was only ranked at the end, he was far from someone a junior like himself could afford to provoke, so he had to swallow his anger.

"Old man, wait until father helps me to reach the realm of heaven and earth, and then I will see how long you can be so arrogant!"

Lu Hongyuan complained in his heart.

Although his face was full of flattering smiles, he had already started thinking about how to trip up Sang Chuanjiang in the future.

Sang Chuanjiang turned his head and said calmly: "Now that you have seen me, get lost."

He was busy tracking the whereabouts of the monster at the moment and had no time to chat with a useless junior like Lu Hongyuan.

The smile on Lu Hongyuan's face did not change at all when he heard this, and his cheeks were puffed up when he lowered his head.

"In that case, then I will not disturb the elders and will take my leave!"

After saying this, his whole body turned into a shadow and disappeared.

"We disciples will not disturb the elders anymore."

The remaining disciples saw that there was a lot of tension between the two of them and did not dare to stay for even a quarter of an hour. They saluted and hurriedly retreated.

After flying for dozens of miles, Lu Hongyuan stopped without any warning.

He caught a glimpse of the village below with smoke rising from chimneys, and a bloodthirsty gleam flashed across his eyes.

Just half an hour later.

Lu Hongyuan looked very pleased and left with everyone.

Behind them, the once bustling village became deathly silent, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Brother, Elder Sang is so arrogant and doesn't care about your face at all. In my opinion, I will make things difficult for him when he returns to the sect!"

A lackey said indignantly.

"That's right, he is just a small fry at the bottom of the list, yet he dares to be so presumptuous and doesn't take Elder Lu seriously at all."

Someone else took up the conversation and continued.

Lu Hongyuan's eyes were sinister and he sneered.

"It doesn't matter. There are people in the sect who have long been fed up with this old man. All it takes is for someone to stir up trouble behind the scenes, and sooner or later his position as an elder will be lost."

"But for now, we should find Xu Xiang first and take back the Frost Moon Heart Art and the things on him."

After saying that, Lu Hongyuan took out a female insect the size of a walnut and pointed the way.

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement and followed closely.

...

The words are divided into two parts.

After Xu Xiang quickly escaped from Lu Hongyuan's sight, he did not dare to delay for a moment and rushed to the capital without stopping.

After traveling day and night for more than ten days, we finally saw Dayuan Mountain.

When he appeared at Fuzhen Temple, everyone was stunned.

The powerful warrior in the Hunyuan realm had a pale face and disordered breathing. He was actually seriously injured.

Xu Xiang ignored everyone and went straight to the top of the mountain and pushed open the gate of Yan Xiu's courtyard.

When Qing'er saw Xu Xiang's miserable condition, she couldn't help but scream out in shock.

"Little Master, what's wrong with you?"

Qing'er hurried forward and supported Xu Xiang, who was staggering.

After seeing Qing'er, Xu Xiang's face rarely showed a smile.

He wanted to touch Qing'er's head, but when he found his hands were covered in blood, he pulled back.

"I'm fine. It's just a minor injury. I won't die." Xu Xiang forced a smile.

Qing'er naturally wouldn't believe what he said.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xu Xiang was already at the end of his strength, and he was able to return to Fuzhen Temple only by relying on his willpower.

"Master, please save my little master."

Qing'er asked Yan Xiu who was sitting under the Jianmu tree.

Yan Xiu did not stand up, but just waved his sleeves lightly.

The branches of the Jianmu tree behind him suddenly swayed gently, emitting extremely pure spiritual energy that flowed into Xu Xiang's body like a trickle of water.

This spiritual energy flowed through his limbs and bones throughout his body, healing his injuries rapidly.

After just a few moments, Xu Xiang's pale face regained its color.

At this moment, the look in his eyes when he looked at Yan Xiu was filled with shock that was beyond description.

Xu Xiang believed that his injuries could no longer be cured by Dao Zun's elixir, and he even felt that he might not be able to complete his last words.

However, he did not expect that Dao Zun only needed to make a slight move and his serious injuries would be healed so easily.

He circulated the true energy in his body and found that it flowed smoothly. Even his realm seemed to have improved significantly. He was only a thin layer of window paper away from the Qiankun realm.

"Do the people of the Great Yuan Dynasty all call you an immortal? Today I have finally opened my eyes. This is not an exaggeration!"

Xu Xiang couldn't help but sigh.

He had never seen with his own eyes the story of the Taoist master overcoming the thunder tribulation that was circulated among the people, so naturally he did not believe it.

Now that he was hanging on to his last breath and was saved by Yan Xiu, he was naturally convinced.

Seeing that her young master had recovered from his injuries, Qing'er finally felt relieved.

"Tell me, what's going on."

Xu Xiang then slowly told the story of how he was hunted down by Lu Hongyuan and others from the Holy Sky Island after returning to Mohai.

After Yan Xiu heard this, he grabbed out of thin air with his five slender fingers.

Suddenly, a bug the size of a grain of rice was pinched between his fingertips.

"Hidden Bug?!"

Xu Xiang's face turned pale and he exclaimed.

"I see. No wonder they can find me so accurately every time. It turns out they have planted a tracking bug on me."

At this point, Xu Xiang looked a little guilty, and said, "I have brought trouble to Dao Zun. It was my mistake."

Yan Xiu blew lightly, and the invisible insect turned into powder.

"I haven't taken action in a long time. I hope they won't let me down."

Xu Xiang was shocked when he heard this.

Judging from this meaning, this should be the Dao Zun’s declaration of war on the Holy Sky Island.