Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"White Tiger, my friend, it's different when you have backing! Walking with the wind, looking down on everyone, not even putting this old fellow in your eyes!" Fire Crow Taoist said with a smile, but sighed inwardly.

White Tiger Taoist was troubled by something. He was a bit absent-minded while flying, which led to him falling into Fire Crow Taoist's trap and being surrounded. He couldn't help but smile wryly and say, "Brother Fire Crow's formation skills are becoming more and more sophisticated. No matter how careful I am, I'm no match for you!"

Fire Crow Taoist smiled slightly and asked, "Thirty years have passed in a flash. Back then, when you blocked the road on the northern front, were you acting under the orders of the Spirit Control Sect?"

Although White Tiger Taoist was surrounded, there was no worry on his face. He said calmly, "At that time, I had not yet joined the Spirit Control Sect. It was just a transaction. Who would have thought that the situation would take a sharp turn for the worse, forcing me to resort to this strategy."

Fire Crow Taoist's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "What do you mean by that, friend?"

White Tiger Taoist glanced at him in surprise: "Have you been in seclusion all these years, brother? The news that the great spiritual cave of Xuan Yin Mountain is about to recover is spreading like wildfire. Not only are the five factions living in fear, but even rogue Core Formation cultivators like me are facing the question of where to go!"

Fire Crow Taoist naturally knew that the Xuan Yin King Weed was dead, but he was curious as to why this matter was being spread so widely. Therefore, he asked in confusion, "The King Weed in Xuan Yin Cave is dead? Who killed it?"

White Tiger Taoist shook his head and said, "No one can say for sure how the Xuan Yin King Weed was killed, but the news that the King Weed is dead and the spiritual cave will recover is absolutely true. The five factions of cultivators are convinced."

When Fire Crow Taoist was in Misty Spirit Mountain, he had sent Yuan Zhilin and others to the Immortal City in Scarlet Blood Valley several times to inquire about news, but he had not heard any rumors about the recovery of the Xuan Yin Mountain spiritual cave. He couldn't help but find it strange and smiled, "Since the five factions of cultivators are so convinced, why can't they explain it clearly? How are they planning to deal with the Star Moon Gate?"

White Tiger Taoist said with a slightly melancholy expression, "How can the five factions deal with the Star Moon Gate! Just the mountain-protecting grand formation alone would require all the Core Formation cultivators from the five factions to be sent over, and they still wouldn't be able to shake it in the slightest. Moreover, the five factions don't have the same stance!"

Fire Crow Taoist became interested and asked, "What are the opinions of the five factions?"

White Tiger Taoist acted as if he wasn't surrounded, but rather chatting with an old friend he hadn't seen in many years, answering every question and speaking very happily: "Some advocate waiting and seeing, some advocate putting pressure on the Star Moon Gate to make a commitment, and others are seeking backers from outside. For example, Scarlet Blood Valley has close ties with the Candle God Sect. As for the Heavy Sword Sect, I'm afraid they have long been secretly flirting with the Thousand Sword Sect. As for Cold Yin Valley and Hidden Yang Sect, although it's not obvious at the moment, I don't think they will sit still and wait for death."

Fire Crow Taoist sneered, "Anyway, they're looking for backers, so why bother going far away? Why not just make the Star Moon Gate their superior sect? After all, everyone has been allies for thousands of years."

White Tiger Taoist sneered, "The world is in turmoil, and it's all about self-interest. Naturally, they'll rely on whoever can give them the greatest benefit. Who cares about distance!"

Fire Crow Taoist smiled and said, "What you said is true. I wonder what the Spirit Control Sect's attitude is? Are they waiting and seeing, or putting pressure, are they relying on the Star Moon Gate, or are they looking for other backers?"

This time, White Tiger Taoist did not answer directly, but asked, "Since you have entered Dragon Mountain Marsh, have you seen smoke and dust everywhere?"

Fire Crow Taoist nodded and said, "Indeed, it can be seen frequently. But I don't know why? Could it also be related to this matter?"

White Tiger Taoist said, "Turmoil is about to begin, and destruction is imminent. Naturally, each faction must gather more resources and improve their strength as soon as possible."

Fire Crow Taoist asked strangely, "How is this related to how the Spirit Control Sect faces the Star Moon Gate?"

White Tiger Taoist said, "In the past ten years, the Spirit Control Sect has launched several all-out attacks to sweep away some powerful demon beasts in Dragon Mountain Marsh, not only to improve the strength of the sect's cultivators, but also to prepare a generous gift to curry favor with a big backer."

Fire Crow Taoist smiled and said, "Listening to you, this big backer seems to be neither the Thousand Sword Sect nor the Star Moon Gate. I wonder which one it is? It can't be the Purple Cloud Sect, right?"

White Tiger Taoist said seriously, "Mount Loka."

Fire Crow Taoist looked puzzled: "Mount Loka? Forgive me for being ignorant, but I have never heard of such a force around the Six Sects area."

White Tiger Taoist said, "Ten million miles south, living among tens of thousands of secular countries, there is a strange mountain shaped like a scorpion. The mountain is full of temples, and every day there are Brahman chants and countless believers, prostrating every three steps and kowtowing every nine steps, traveling thousands of miles to this mountain to worship. Have you heard of this mountain, brother?"

Fire Crow Taoist suddenly understood: "So it's Scorpion Mountain. How is it called Mount Loka? There are only some charlatans in this mountain, how can there be any cultivators!"

White Tiger Taoist chuckled and said, "That's because you're ignorant. There are many strong people in this mountain, but their methods are neither Taoist nor demonic, so you don't recognize them. I am fortunate to be trusted by Sect Master Bao and will go with him to Mount Loka to pay our respects."

Fire Crow Taoist immediately heard the implication of his words and laughed loudly: "I am naturally ignorant and ignorant, but you are not much better. What Mount Loka! It's just what Bao Xueyang boasted about. You yourself are probably hesitant, but you use it to scare me."

White Tiger Taoist's eyelids twitched, and he said calmly, "Everything I said is true, you can check it yourself. The situation here is turbulent, and there is no place for rogue cultivators to stand. If you don't make plans early, it will be too late to regret it in the future!"

Having asked everything he needed to know, Fire Crow Taoist naturally didn't take his threats and inducements to heart. He sighed softly: "Last time on the northern front, Shao Fengyang, the old ancestor of the Azure Wood Sect, blocked my way. I had no choice but to sever our friendship and send him away. This time, since you and I belong to opposing sides, I have no choice but to sever it again!"

Ape Thirteen was staring at this person, his eyes red with hatred. If Zhang Yuanjing hadn't strictly forbidden him from acting rashly, he would have rushed up, waved his cudgel, and shouted to kill him long ago.

At this time, after Fire Crow Taoist finished speaking, he understood the meaning of his words and immediately drove the flying sword weapon, raised the Mixed Sky Cudgel, and killed him.

Knowing that he was no match, White Tiger Taoist was unwilling to sit still and wait for death. With a wave of his hand, several spiritual talismans flew out, two water talismans to block Fire Crow Taoist, a earth talisman to intercept the Golden-Backed Giant Ape, and he himself drove his sword to fly towards Zhang Yuanjing's side.

He was a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, confident that he could break through the obstruction of an early-stage Core Formation cultivator.

However, Zhang Yuanjing's attack surprised him greatly. A sandstorm arose out of thin air, trapping him in it. Every grain of sand was an illusion, cutting his divine sense. For a moment, he couldn't distinguish the direction and didn't know the way.

However, with a strong enemy on his side, he didn't dare to stop and stood still. He slapped a mid-grade Vajra Talisman on his body, sacrificed two brick-like defensive magic weapons, and blocked them in front of him, then mobilized his whole body's mana and crashed forward.

He only felt that he had broken through many obstacles in one breath, and it seemed that he could immediately rush out of the sand formation, but it was always a little short, and he had to exert his remaining strength and rush another step.

After several times, he realized that something was wrong and quickly stopped, stood still in the sand, and carefully surveyed the area.

When he finally found a flaw and rushed out from above, a cudgel flew from the sky, smashing open the two brick magic weapons on top of his head. Before he could react, a fist the size of a vinegar pot had already hit his head, and his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.