Lu Wencai's body stiffened, and the shout that he was about to blurt out was squeezed back into his throat.

"Not late, not late."

The old Daoist landed lightly, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Master?"

Seeing the old man appear, the bat spirit's body froze, and the black fur all over his body disappeared, and he knelt on the ground.

"You want to fight at the drop of a hat? You'll die sooner or later without knowing why!"

The white-haired old Daoist glared at his disciple fiercely before bowing deeply to An Qisheng: "Tianji Sect, Chang Songzi greets Daoist Wang Quan!"

In the past two years, although An Qisheng hadn't taken action much, the city gods of Jiuzhou, including Liang Dan, had been restrained by him, and even the Heavenly Intent Teaching had been forced out. There were even rumors that he had fought with the incarnation of the Heavenly Intent Zhenren and the battle was indecisive.

Naturally, his reputation spread.

After all, ordinary people communicate by shouting, but news among many cultivators travels very quickly.

Of course, the fastest are the city gods.

Relying on the incense domain of the Netherworld, they can instantly communicate with all the city gods. In this world, the news from the Yin Division's city gods is the most well-informed.

Many cultivators 'buy' information from the city gods, or let them pass on information.

"Tianji Sect? Is your teacher Tianji Zhenren?"

An Qisheng held up his wine glass, his long eyebrows slightly raised.

There aren't many cultivation sects within the Daqing territory, but there aren't too few either. Most of them are unknown, but some have extremely famous names.

This Tianji Sect is one of them.

On the surface, the Tianji Sect is far inferior to the Rulai Monastery and the Heavenly Intent Teaching, but in fact, the strength of the Tianji Sect is quite tyrannical.

Its master, Tianji Zhenren, is said to be an old monster who has lived for over a thousand years.

A thousand years.

With twenty years as a generation, a thousand years is a full fifty generations of people!

Even a pig that has lived for so long cannot be underestimated, let alone a Yuanshen Zhenren?

An Qisheng entered the dreams of countless people in this world, and obtained a lot of information.

The establishment of Daqing, the destruction of the Xie Dao, the rise of the Heavenly Intent Teaching, and the invasion of the Rulai Monastery all have his shadow behind them.

He was once Daqing's national teacher.

Even, in the original trajectory, the reason why the Heavenly Intent Zhenren's efforts fell short was mostly due to this old guy's methods.

"Yes, my teacher is Tianji Zhenren."

Chang Songzi nodded slightly.

"The Tianji Sect is indeed indiscriminate in its teachings."

An Qisheng glanced at the bat demon kneeling on the ground.

This old demon has at least three hundred years of cultivation, equivalent to the Benming realm, comparable to a county city god, and even stronger than the fox Daoist of Taiji Mountain.

However, the bat demon's greatest strength is his hearing.

With the cultivation of this old demon, I'm afraid that everyone in the entire city is under his surveillance. In terms of collecting intelligence alone, he is much stronger than the city god.

I just don't know how many such bat demons there are in the Tianji Sect.

If there's a nest...

"This evil disciple has offended Zhenren. Here, I apologize to Zhenren on his behalf."

Chang Songzi's expression tightened, and he quickly scolded:

"Evil disciple, why don't you apologize to Zhenren!"

Many people in the cultivation world have heard of the name of this newly emerged Daoist Wang Quan, and he is no exception.

Such a character is highly regarded even by his teacher, so he is naturally more cautious.

The bat demon quickly kowtowed:

"Little demon didn't know of Zhenren's arrival and offended Zhenren. I hope Zhenren will forgive me."

"Alright."

An Qisheng raised his hand, and the bat demon couldn't help but get up:

"Your craftsmanship is good, go make some of your signature dishes."

"Yes!"

The bat demon didn't dare to mention that he was in a bad mood at this time, and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted amnesty, and turned to go to the back kitchen.

"And this gentleman is?"

Chang Songzi looked at Lu Wencai.

Lu Wencai's mood fluctuated greatly. Listening to the conversation of the few people, he didn't know what expression to make.

Demons, cultivators, Zhenren.

Such a shock was a bit too much for him.

Hearing the question, he immediately got up and cupped his hands: "I am Lu Wencai, a scholar from Zhangzhou Prefecture..."

"So it's Mr. Lu."

Chang Songzi greeted him with a smile.

"Let's talk about anything after we eat."

An Qisheng clipped a piece of meat and threw it to the yellow dog.

This silly dog will be full after drinking his saliva in a while.

Chang Songzi nodded and sat opposite An Qisheng.

Delicious food always makes people feel happy. Although it was just the most common ingredients, An Qisheng ate with relish.

On the other hand, Lu Wencai and Chang Songzi were a little uncomfortable.

After a round of toasts, the bat demon was busy non-stop. By the time An Qisheng put down his chopsticks, the moon was already in the middle of the sky.

"Daoist Wang Quan is going to Qingdu City this time to participate in the Heavenly Intent Teaching's Ten Thousand Dharma Assembly?"

Seeing this scene, Chang Songzi slowly opened his mouth, explaining his intentions:

"To be honest, this little Daoist came here for this matter as well."

The news that the Heavenly Intent Teaching was going to hold the Ten Thousand Dharma Assembly had already spread throughout the world. Almost all the famous cultivators in the world had received invitations, and even many ordinary people and martial arts heroes knew about it.

Hearing Chang Songzi mention this matter, Lu Wencai also raised his head.

Originally, the world had many speculations about the Heavenly Intent Teaching, and there were all kinds of rumors, but he originally didn't believe it much, but now it seems to be true.

"That's right."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, and there was no need to hide it.

Putting aside the victory or defeat between the Heavenly Intent Zhenren and the Ruyi Monk, the fact that this Ten Thousand Dharma Assembly could gather cultivators from all over the world was a great benefit to him.

However, it seems that there are many people eyeing this Ten Thousand Dharma Assembly.

He had been traveling slowly along the way, both with the intention of measuring the world and with the intention of drawing out other incarnations of the Heavenly Intent Zhenren.

It's a pity that the Heavenly Intent Zhenren was unmoved and didn't seem to have any intention of sending an incarnation to fight him.

Or perhaps, he already thought he had figured out his details after that one exchange.

"I wonder what Zhenren thinks of the outcome of this Ten Thousand Dharma Assembly?"

Chang Songzi stared at An Qisheng and asked again.

"This poor Daoist is not Tianji Zhenren, and doesn't have the ability to tell fortunes. The outcome will ultimately depend on what we see."

An Qisheng asked:

"What does Daozhang think?"

This Chang Songzi is also a Zhenren who has refined supernatural powers, and his cultivation is quite profound.

It's just that he seems to have some kind of treasure on his body, constantly confusing the heavenly secrets and isolating his own spirit from leaking out. If he doesn't make a move, he can't even capture his divine imprint.

"Little Daoist's cultivation is shallow and it's difficult to calculate the heavenly secrets, but my teacher once said that if there is no external force intervening in this Ten Thousand Dharma Assembly, the Ruyi Monk will not be the Heavenly Intent Zhenren's opponent, even if he cultivates the Prajna, the supreme secret treasure of the Rulai Monastery."

Chang Songzi's expression turned solemn, and he said:

"The Heavenly Intent Zhenren is rooted in the dragon vein of humanity and luck. His cultivation is unfathomable and almost unshakable."

An Qisheng remained noncommittal and asked, "Then Daozhang is here to jointly resist the Heavenly Intent Teaching?"

His thoughts were different from Chang Songzi's.

The Rulai Monastery has a long inheritance. Since it dares to compete with the Heavenly Intent Teaching this time, it is impossible that there are no hidden cards. The outcome will always be a fight.

If everything could be accurately calculated, then there would be no need to fight.

"What does Zhenren think?"

Chang Songzi frowned slightly in his heart. Although he was asking, he knew that he hadn't persuaded this Daoist Wang Quan.

"The Tianji Zhenren is a Yuanshen, if he joins forces with the Ruyi Monk to attack the Heavenly Intent, it may not be impossible to succeed. Why bother to win over others?"

An Qisheng picked up a glass of wine and said slowly:

"If you want others to go to their deaths, then you have underestimated the Tianji Zhenren."

"It's not like that."

Chang Songzi shook his head, thinking about what to say. With a wave of his hand, Lu Wencai had already disappeared into the alley.

"This little friend is not suitable to hear the following matters."

He first explained, and then said solemnly:

"Does the master know about the Huangtian Ten Fiends?" (Ten Fiends of the Celestial Heavens)

"Hmm?"

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and became interested in his heart.

One of his purposes in coming to this world was to seek a means to completely destroy the zombie king, Zhu Shang.

That zombie king was born from the evil aura of heaven and earth and is almost immortal, almost equal to the Huangtian Ten Fiends. Therefore, he is quite curious about these ten monsters that are said to be immortal.

"I'm afraid that few cultivators in the world don't know about these ten great demon ghosts."

An Qisheng focused slightly.

The yellow dog, who had eaten his fill, also perked up.

"The Huangtian Ten Fiends are ten peerless demon ghosts born from heaven and earth. They are almost immortal and their power is invincible. Even if they achieve the Yuanshen, they are far from being their opponents. They are called Yuanshen, but in fact, they have already transcended the scope of the Yuanshen.

Throughout the ages, countless sages have died at their hands. They can be called peerless monsters! If the Netherworld Ruler had not emerged, the world at this time would probably still be a kingdom of demon ghosts, and all living beings would be their rations and livestock."

A trace of solemnity appeared in Chang Songzi's eyes.

Huangtian Ten Fiends.

This name has been circulating for countless years, and no one can ignore it.

Throughout the ages, countless people have created evil cults with the Huangtian Ten Fiends as their source of faith, which has caused endless harm.

"Is the Heavenly Intent Teaching related to the Huangtian Ten Fiends?"

An Qisheng's heart moved.

Everyone in the world knows that the Netherworld Ruler suppressed the Huangtian Ten Fiends, but everyone he has encountered, including the Heavenly Intent Zhenren, doesn't know where the Huangtian Ten Fiends are suppressed.

If there is anyone who knows where the Huangtian Ten Fiends are suppressed, it is only this Tianji Zhenren.

He originally planned to find the Tianji Zhenren to ask about it later, but it happened to be a coincidence now.

"The Heavenly Intent Teaching has nothing to do with the Huangtian Ten Fiends, but Daqing has a great relationship with 'Geng', one of the Huangtian Ten Fiends..."

Chang Songzi looked around, lowering his voice unconsciously:

"It is said that the people of the Daqing royal family are descendants of 'Geng'. The Netherworld Ruler specially sought them out to seal and wear down 'Geng' with the human dragon energy."

"The Daqing royal family are descendants of 'Geng'?"

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

It is said that the establishment of Daqing is related to the Netherworld Ruler, and he had already known this. However, he didn't expect that an entire dynasty was used as a means of suppression.

"The Heavenly Intent Teaching somehow got this news. The Heavenly Intent Zhenren entered Daqing, invading the dragon energy and national fortune, first for his own cultivation, and second, for this 'Geng'..."

Chang Songzi slowly said:

"The golden body will still decay, and the Yuanshen will still decline, but the Huangtian Ten Fiends are immortal. How many cultivators in the world don't envy them?"

"Master has contacted many fellow Daoists this time, not for personal gain, but for the sake of all living beings..."

An Qisheng put down his wine glass, his eyes faint:

"You say that all cultivators in the world envy the immortality of the Huangtian Ten Fiends. Does that include your teacher?"

"Tianji Zhenren has lived for more than a thousand years. His lifespan seems to be running out..."