Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path Chapter 511 - 511 441 Inner Residence Elder 442 Physical Met

511: Chapter 441 Inner Residence Elder Chapter 442 Physical tamorphosis_3 511: Chapter 441 Inner Residence Elder Chapter 442 Physical tamorphosis_3 Not even Zhou Ping’an found the idea of a hidden lair belonging to the Cloud Water Sect particularly strange.

After all, following the descent of the stars, it was said that gods and Buddhas filled the skies, clashing in battles that tore heaven and earth asunder.

Surely, as part of the victorious Cloud Water Sect, not all Divine Martial and True Martial practitioners could have perished.

Without a single survivor, that would be unreasonable.

Hence, they must have either left this realm or gone into seclusion.

And in so peculiar places, the ergence of small lairs or divine sanctuaries was nothing out of the ordinary.

Zhou Ping’an was rely intrigued by the term “a hundred years ago” ntioned by Wu Junsong.

Without the need for deep thought, it was clear that anyone who had entered a lair “a hundred years ago” to avoid the low ebb of the Spirit Tide and had only now re-erged could not be a Martial Artist in the Nine Refinents of Mortal Martial Arts realm.

A practitioner at the Nine Refinents of Mortal Martial realm simply could not live for such a length of ti.

“Next ti you receive such news, report it imdiately,” Zhou Ping’an stated bluntly.

He discovered that the Inner Sect Disciple beneath Ziyun Peak was very candid and diligent, performing the tasks assigned to him perfectly, never showing dissent.

Plainly speaking, he was an honest man.

Without explicit instructions, he would be oblivious to the significance of matters,

nor was there any initiative on his part.

This correlated with personality, and there was no need to reproach him.

“Yes, I’ll rember that,” Wu Junsong said with a smile tinged with embarrassnt, then quickly added, “I’ve received a letter from an Inner Sect Brother, saying that there were a total of three Inner Residence Elders who have co out this ti.”

“Who are they?” Zhou Ping’an was speechless.

You already know the nas, so why don’t you just say them?

Sensing his leader’s mood was off, Wu Junsong wiped the sweat from his brow and swiftly replied, “We have Master Zhang Taiyan from the Canghai descent, Master Fang Chengdong from the Floating Cloud Lineage, and the third is Master Ming Xiao from the Demon Form Lineage.”

“Demon Form Lineage?”

This was yet another new term.

Green Lady, who had been anxiously listening, gave Wu Junsong an amused look and joined the conversation, “It must be that the Demon Form Lineage involves a Great Demon that has transford and been accepted into the Daoist Sect.

The Red Lotus Sect also practices this, not only the Cloud Water Sect.”

“Exactly, Master Ming Xiao cos from a sowhat…

ambiguous origin.

We Disciples are not in a position to inquire about his true form, but it is known that he cos from so type of Demon Bird lineage.

Among those who have exited seclusion this ti, his strength is the most formidable.”

“Master Zhang Taiyan, with the surna Zhang, what relation does he have with the True Disciple Zhang Zhongshu…”

Zhou Ping’an took particular interest in their shared surna, feeling that the problem might lie there.

“Brother, you guess correctly.

It is said that Master Zhang entered the sect two hundred years ago, originating from the Zhang Family of Huangze.

Back then, the Zhang Family was sparse in number, leasing twenty mu of paddy fields from the Fan Family of Heyang to make a living by farming…

After Master Zhang joined the sect, his cultivation progressed at a rapid pace, eventually becoming an Inner Residence Elder.

As a result, the Zhang Family prospered and beca one of the leading families in Huangze County, and even the Pei Family of Yunzhou sought marriage alliances with them multiple tis…”

“So it is.”

Zhou Ping’an finally unravelled the issue.

Zhang Zhongshu, as a True Disciple in charge of Dianze County, had heard not long ago of Pei Zijing’s serious illness, leading to a fierce power struggle between his two sons, each gathering supporters in the hope of occupying the position of Governor of Yunzhou.

Zhang Zhongshu, having married Pei Yuying, a daughter of the Pei Family, was well-positioned to intervene, especially given his close connection with Pei Zhongli, the younger son.

The specific sches of Zhang Zhongshu were unknown to Zhou Ping’an.

But of one thing he could be certain.

The other party had likely heard that their ancestral Elder had erged from the lair, bolstering their confidence while no longer satisfied with the status quo of non-interference in the territories under Zhou Ping’an’s control, but rather contemplating swallowing them whole.

For in their view, they not only had the right but also the power to do so.

The only hindrance, and a most irkso one at that, was his refusal to lend support…

“This is troubleso.”

Having understood the crux of the matter, Zhou Ping’an found himself at a loss.

He also realized why the once-stable powers of Huangze had recently launched attacks far and wide, seemingly intent on conquering the entire region.

Those with backing indeed have ample confidence.

“General Wu, lead the troops well.

In the future, if you co across any interesting news, feel free to report it.”

Zhou Ping’an patted Wu Junsong’s shoulder.

He really hadn’t seen it coming – this man possessed a knack for gossip!

Despite his honest and naive appearance, he knew all the small talk and origins of people up on the mountain.

What kind of person was this?

It was likely because his looks were deceiving, giving an impression of trustworthiness, that others would not guard against him and thus told him everything.

After instructing Wu Junsong, Zhou Ping’an delegated various other tasks to Green Lady and Xiao Chengfeng.

Such as rice seedling rescue operations, personnel placents, and scrutinizing the backgrounds and identities of travelers…

If he had to deal with these matters himself, it would leave no ti for cultivation.

Having just accrued a substantial amount of Wish Power Value, with the sum reaching one million eight hundred and eighty-nine thousand Incense of Wish-Power, the more he practiced, the more the quantity grew.

Zhou Ping’an could hardly contain himself.

With only one part of his crown bone remaining, he could transform his entire skeleton into Starry Bone, thereby achieving the feat of the Primordial Star Body.

But just how strong would his Physique beco then?

Zhou Ping’an was very much looking forward to it.

He turned to leave.

Just as he was about to leap back to the Quiet Room in the County Yan’s rear courtyard,

he stopped and turned around, asking, “There’s another Inner Residence Elder, Master Fang Chengdong – is he possibly related to the True Disciple Fang Yu?”