Jiulong Ship, located in the center of Xiyang River, surrounded by water on all sides, nine dragon-shaped stone carvings transformed into nine flying long ships, weaving a dynamic and moving picture scroll.

  Anyone who can board the Jiulong ship is not a person of status and position, coming to the Jiulong ship is for fun, it's for socializing with young talents from all sides, as long as they are somewhat famous in the ancient Xuan domain's immortal world, almost everyone has indulged their youthful emotions on the Jiulong ship.

  One of the nine dragon boats, with golden carvings and jade decorations, had spiritual beasts flying about, as a group of young men and women with exceptionally high cultivation continuously boarded the boat, some even flew up from the boat and landed on other boats, making it seem very lively.

  This dragon boat is ninety miles long and nearly a thousand feet wide, with cars and horses on board, and lanterns shining brightly. At a glance, it looks like a city on the water.

  This dragon boat is the "Treasure Boat" among the nine boats.

  On top of the dragon head of the dragon boat, a five-zhang-long spiritual sword was inserted. This spiritual sword was colorful and radiant, with a profound light that pierced the sky. On the body of the sword, a ten-thousand-zhang-high sword shadow was swaying, and on top of the sword shadow, a sharp sword energy burst out, with an aura that was quite frightening.

  Any cultivator who comes to the Jiulong ship will surely see this giant sword first, it seems to have been inserted into the dragon's head for countless years, and the giant stone under the sword body is connected as a whole.

  "This sword is called the Xuantian Ancient Sword, and it was the sword worn by Xuantianzi, the master of Xuanji Mountain, one of the three great sacred places in the world. Five thousand years ago, Ye Yinhui, the most beautiful woman in the world at that time, drew the Tianji Diagram here, and Xuantianzi and Fengshuangzi fought a fierce battle on the banks of the Evening Sun River to compete for the opportunity to enter the diagram. The battle lasted for nine days and nine nights, with over a million moves exchanged, but in the end, Xuantianzi was defeated by half a move and lost his chance with Ye Yinhui. As he left, he felt infinite sorrow and left his sword on this dragon boat, saying that when he finally defeated Fengshuangzi, he would return to take back his spiritual sword. Five thousand years have passed, and the Xuantian Ancient Sword remains stuck here, but who knows what has become of those two geniuses from back then?"

  An old man stood at the bow of the boat, reminiscing about past events. He wore a white long gown, with nine spiritual feathers inserted in his hair, and his face was full of wrinkles, looking somewhat ill. In his hand he held a bamboo pole, gently swaying it in the water.

  "Cough! Cough!"

  The old man in white looked extremely weak, his face as pale as gold paper, and he coughed from time to time. His eyes were dull, and the expression on his face was like that of a dying old man wandering around his hometown, searching for memories that were about to fade away.

  Kwok Yat and the old beggar also rowed a small boat towards the Kowloon ship. Just now, they happened to hear the old man's sighs. Kwok Yat couldn't help but feel curious, was it another reclusive master?

  Just as Guo Yi was wondering, the old beggar suddenly let out a loud shout and took off his tattered grass shoes, throwing them at the white-robed old man.

  "Hey! What are you doing? Everyone is on the verge of death, and you're being utterly inhumane, you old scoundrel!" Guo Yi shot out a stream of spiritual energy, sending the old beggar's tattered straw sandals flying off.

  "Damn it! This old guy isn't waiting for death at home, but instead comes out and runs around like a madman. He must be up to no good." The old beggar jumped off the small boat with his bare feet and shouted towards the white-robed old man on the other boat: "White Old Man, you don't have many days left to live, what are you doing running around? Aren't you afraid of dying even faster?"

  The old beggar was very rude and would shout out the word "death" to someone who was about to die, without fear of enraging them.

  The old man in white clothes on the small boat in front heard the old beggar's cry and immediately turned around to look at him. He didn't get angry, but just smiled and said: "I thought it was who, it turned out to be that old scoundrel from the Ji family, not staying on your Shengwu Mountain, what are you doing running to my Huadu Holy City?"

  It turned out that this old man was the first master of the White family, "Bai Taigong". Now everyone in the world already knew that he had been poisoned by a rare poison and would die soon. However, no one expected that a person who was about to lose his life would appear in this place.

  Kuang Ye also felt a bit unexpected, while rowing the small boat, he carefully examined the old man. His body was spotless, his white clothes were like snow, and the dirty appearance of the old beggar formed two extremes. Although it gave people a sense of immortality, it couldn't hide the weakness on his body, and his skin still had a layer of golden glow.

  "This, this... Could it be that the White Emperor's illness is due to the venom of the Dragon and Phoenix line?" Guo Yi was all too familiar with this condition. At the time, when Mo Nu was bitten by the Dragon and Phoenix line, she had looked just like this.

  Guo Yao slowly rowed the small boat and docked it next to Bai Taigong's boat. Guo Yao and the old beggar jumped aboard at the same time.

  "White-haired old man, you're too timid! You were actually ambushed by the Poison King's Temple. I'm saddened to be living in the same era as you!" The old beggar jumped onto the boat and started teasing him, just like two old friends greeting each other. This was the old beggar's personality; he didn't have any malicious intentions.

  Bai Taigong smiled but didn't speak, and then he lightly coughed twice, as if standing was a rather exhausting task. He sat down on the small boat, shook his head and said: "Things aren't as simple as you think, this old fellow has come just in time, I have something to ask of you."

  The old beggar took two steps back, shouting: "Spare me the theatrics! Although we have some connection, if you want me to help you fight against those seven evil lands' old ghosts and demons, forget it. Those guys are ruthless, they'll devour you whole. If your White family is doomed, so be it, don't drag my Wu Alliance down with you."

  "Alas! Since that's the case, then let it be! Not to mention the Martial Alliance, even if we were to bring in the three major Sacred Grounds, it's uncertain whether we could rival a single Tian Xie Peak, not to mention the other eight major powers." White Tai Gong sighed sorrowfully, knowing that the White family's fate was likely already sealed.

  The old beggar nodded after hearing what Bai Taigong said: "Over the past few thousand years, the power of Tianxie Peak has been growing stronger and stronger. Now, even if the three major holy lands join forces, they may not be able to rival it. Recently, that little evil girl is quite something, her intelligence dares to challenge Qianye, that old fox. I'm afraid it won't take long for the seven major evil territories, which have been divided for tens of thousands of years, to be unified under her hands."

  A small boat drifted on the water, and in the distance, a huge junks ship was filled with laughter, its lights shining brightly, making it seem especially lively. Guo Yi sat at the bow of the boat, rowing, while two old men sat cross-legged on the boat, one playing a zither and the other a flute. Even the restless old beggar had quieted down.

  Bai Taigong gazed at the distant lanterns, a hint of desolation flashing in his eyes, and sighed: "The poison on me is not from the Poison King's Hall!"

  The old beggar's eyes rolled around and he said in surprise: "In the world, apart from the Poison King Hall, I don't believe there is any other master of poison."

  "Old Bai is indeed a poisonous dragon and phoenix line!" Guo Yi said, turning his head while rowing the boat.

  After listening to Guo Yi's words, Bai Taigong suddenly let out a soft "hmm" and then carefully sized up Guo Yi. A pair of dull eyes shot out two white rays of light, which were retracted only after a long while. He gently stroked his long beard and praised: "Good, good! The young generation still has such talented youngsters, and you can even hide your cultivation from me. My spiritual awareness was actually severed by the wisp of black energy in your body. Old Ji, you've taught a great disciple! Haha!"

  The old beggar was also startled by Bai Taigong's words, to be honest, he had never checked Guo Yao's cultivation before. At this time, he also split a strand of spiritual consciousness towards Guo Yao, and it was indeed cut off by a strand of black air.

  The old beggar thought for a long time, then shook his head and said: "He's not my apprentice, he's the senior apprentice of that old guy Tianyi Yao Daozi. Eh! This poison is worth letting him take a look at it, this kid can tell what kind of poison you've been poisoned with, and maybe even detoxify it."

  Bai Taigong shook his head and said, "The poison in my body is not just ordinary dragon phoenix line poison. If it were, the Huafengzi's Cihua Lingdan would have already cured me. The problem is that the dragon phoenix line poison in my body is extremely sinister and its toxicity is off the charts, thousands of times stronger than usual. If it really wanted to kill me, I would have died the moment I was poisoned."

  The old beggar's face changed greatly, and his cultivation was comparable to that of White Tai Gong. If there was a poison that could instantly kill White Tai Gong, then there must also be a poison that could instantly kill him.

  "What's going on here?" The old beggar looked quite embarrassed.

  Bai Taigong let out a long sigh, then closed his eyes in shame and said, "It's really embarrassing to say it, if it weren't for you, old man, I wouldn't have been able to say a word."

  "It's better to lose face than to lose one's life, stop being secretive and quickly tell the whole story from start to finish." The old beggar said.

  Guo Yi's face was as usual, and he almost knew what was going on. It must be the witch causing trouble again!

  Bai Taigong's mental state was indeed beyond that of ordinary people. After thousands of years of cultivation, he had long since looked down on the honors and disgraces of his life. After a moment of hesitation, he spoke out: "Actually, my poisoning was not due to someone else's sinister plot, but rather because I was forced by someone. That day, I was studying an ancient array left behind at the top of Lingfeng, when suddenly a blonde little girl appeared out of thin air behind me. At that time, I was extremely shocked, you know that even if it's a thousand miles away, we can detect the slightest movement in the first moment, but this little girl appeared without making a sound."

  "It's impossible, absolutely impossible. Even Feng Shuangzi wouldn't be able to do it." The old beggar said repeatedly. If it weren't for the fact that this was something Bai Taigong had said, the old beggar would have definitely slapped him on both ears.

  "I was also startled at the time, so I asked, 'Little girl, who are you?' After hearing my words, she actually playfully winked at me. Just as she winked, I suddenly found that I couldn't move a single muscle on my body, just like being pinned down by someone."

  "Nonsense, Old White, you're scaring people for no reason. A little girl can't possibly have such great abilities, or the heavens would be turned upside down." The old beggar was frightened, but he also knew that what Old White said must be true, because a strong person like Old White wouldn't need to use their reputation to deceive others.

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