Changfeng Chuan

Chapter 269 Resurrection
Zhengyixing, Motianjiao, Moxian City.

Today is the once-in-a-thousand-year big day in Magic Fairy City.

Because nine years ago, the disciples who went to the Devil's Nest for training will return today.

This experience is different from the past. It is a strong team composed of elite players selected by the three top forces of Zhengyixing led by the current saint of Motianjiao.

It is said that they have a very important task to complete.

Above the Moxian City, a small island floats in mid-air, and guards wearing the standard armor of the Motianjiao surround the island for vigilance.

At a glance, these hundreds of guards, those with the lowest cultivation level, have all reached the level of the spirit fusion state.

It can be seen how much the Motian Sect attaches great importance to the return of Wen Yuhan and others.

A huge ball of light floated above the island, and the pendant rays of light enveloped the entire island.

In the center of the island is an ancient magic circle, with a total of eight formations, each of which has a cultivator from the Tribulation Realm sitting cross-legged.

The third son of the Wen family, Wen Rongzhen, sat in the center of the circle.

Half a month ago, he received a cross-border message from Wen Yuhan, and he was scheduled to return today.

After receiving the message of completing the task, Wen Laosan finally let go of his heart that had been hanging around.

"Today is an important day to welcome the Holy Maiden to Islam, and we will send more people to patrol the area for thousands of miles, so that there will be no mistakes." Third Wen ordered coldly to a voice transmission plate.

But before the sound transmission disk could reply, I saw a tyrannical spiritual power rising into the sky not far from the west of the island, and at the same time, there was a roar of anger resounding through the sky.

"What are you? How dare you stop me? Let Sheng Dao come to see me often!"

The sound was like thunder on the ground, rolling across the sky.

Wen Laosan frowned, listening to the voice, he knew who it was.

There is only one person in the entire Dragon Emperor Starfield who has no etiquette and dares not to take Motianjiao seriously.

The Son of Dragon Palace, Dai Pu, was nicknamed Taoist Youming by others.

"It turns out that it is the Holy Son, the Holy Son is here, and I am far away to welcome you."

A clear laughter came from the Magic Immortal City, and then a person rose into the air, and with a single step, he appeared thousands of miles away.

Dai Pu looked at Sheng Daochang who had rushed over, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a strange way, "I haven't seen it in hundreds of years, and Master Sheng's strength has improved again."

"The Holy Son has won the award." Sheng Daochang smiled casually, clasped his fists at Dai Pu, and said, "If the Holy Son doesn't dislike it, how about following me to the humble house?"

"No need." Dai Pu waved his hand and said, "I'm here this time, and I have something to ask Master Sheng for help."

"Oh? It's okay to say what's the matter with the Holy Son." Sheng Daochang said calmly.

"This is my new apprentice." Dai Pu pointed to the little girl behind him, and said, "He has been separated from a close relative. I have been wandering around Zhengyixing for so many years just to find my good apprentice. relative."

"It's very simple. Just gather all the monks in your sect in batches and let my disciple check them one by one."

"The Holy Son is joking." Sheng Daochang frowned, his tone was light, "I teach more than a million disciples, how to gather?"

"In normal times, it would be difficult to assemble." Dai Pu crossed his arms and said with a half-smile, "Now the Tiangong army has assembled at the border, and the war is about to break out."

"Master Sheng, I think most of the disciples of your sect have returned to Zhengyi Star, right?"

"The disciples of this religion are ordered by the Dragon Palace, and each has their own tasks. Now it is really inconvenient to gather together for the Son to investigate." Sheng Daochang turned around and said with a smile, "Why don't the Son condescend to my religion first?"

"After Tiangong retreats, I will definitely gather all the disciples of our sect for the Holy Son to inspect."

"Hmph, Master Sheng's calculation is really shrewd." Dai Pu glanced at Sheng Daochang, "I stay here with you. If Tiangong invades, wouldn't you want to resist the enemy for your Motianjiao?"

"Haha, the Holy Son Mingjian." Sheng Daochang laughed, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, and then said, "As the Holy Son of Dragon Palace, you are half the master of Dragon Palace, not to mention that the Heavenly Palace is not targeting our Demonic Heaven Sect. "

When Dai Pu heard this, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes. Sheng Daochang, an old fox, seemed to be persecuted by him, but in fact he planned to let him stay and fight against the enemy from the very beginning.

Damn myself for being so late, I only realized this guy's wolf ambition now.

What Sheng Dao often said was right, as the son of the Dragon Palace, if the Heavenly Palace invaded, he would never run away.

Dai Pu knew that Tiangong's nearest commander was that pervert Wan Liyun.

He didn't want to confront Wan Liyun.

"I heard that today is the end of the experience in the Devil's Nest?" Dai Pu suddenly changed the subject, not wanting to entangle with the old fox any longer.

"Exactly." Sheng Daochang said lightly.

"Wen Yuhan is the saint who led the team to the Devil's Cave this time?" Dai Pu asked with interest.

"Not bad." Sheng Daochang was secretly vigilant, what does this guy want to do?
"I heard that the saintess of your religion almost became my concubine, why did she go back on her word in the end?" Dai Pu said suddenly.

"Holy Son, don't believe those rumors. I teach the Holy Maiden to be a generation behind you."

Although Sheng Daochang's tone was indifferent, he had already greeted Dai Pu's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart.

This damn second generation ancestor, among the top-level saint sons and dao sons in the major star regions, his strength belongs to the bottom existence.

It's just a waste who can only rely on the prestige of the Dragon Palace to dominate the Dragon Emperor Starfield.

"Master Sheng is overthinking it. I have never met the holy lady of your sect. I just happened to see her return from the devil's cave today. I wanted to meet her and get to know her."

Dai Pu chuckled, and didn't hear the sarcasm in Sheng Daochang's mouth at all.

"It's Yuhan's honor to get to know the Holy Son." Sheng Daochang spat secretly in his heart, saying neither salty nor weak.

"Hey, how long will it take for the Saintess to return?"

"Less than half a day."

After three hours.

Wen Laosan, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, suddenly opened his eyes. He rotated the spells in his hands, and a series of profound magic seals shot out from his hands and sank into the void.

"Jieyin." He ordered lightly.

After hearing the words, the eight monks in the formation each picked up a weird formula, and poured streams of pure spiritual power into the spiritual formation under their feet.

There was a loud "Boom~", and a beam of light with a diameter of more than ten feet rose from the magic circle and shot high into the sky.

The sky trembled, and in the blink of an eye a gap was made by the beam of light.

As soon as the gap appeared, countless surging demonic energy gushed out from it.

Demonic energy overflowed, but the monks of Motian Sect did not panic.

There were already dozens of monks in the Fusion Realm waiting aside. Each of them held a bronze mirror. After inputting their spiritual power, they looked at the gushing demonic energy and slowly forced it back.

At this time, Wen Laosan's hand changed again, a circle of light rose into the sky, the circle of light flickered, and disappeared when it entered the gap.

The next moment, the trembling gap slowly calmed down.

"Welcome to the Holy Maiden!" Youngest Wen shouted in a low voice. "Welcome to the Holy Maiden!" The monks holding the bronze mirror shouted in unison, turned the bronze mirror, and injected one after another spiritual power into the gap.

In an instant, a bridge built by spiritual power was formed. One end of the bridge fell on the magic circle of the small island, and the other end extended into the endless darkness in the gap.

After a while, the bridge surface trembled, and a group of people stepped out of the Spirit Bridge.

It was Gu Changfeng and his party.

Gu Changfeng felt the spiritual energy permeating the air, and felt comfortable all over. The Demon's Cave was indeed not a place where monks like them, who breathed out spiritual energy, could stay for a long time.

"I'm back." Feeling the nourishment of the spiritual energy, everyone felt emotional, and it felt good to be able to absorb the spiritual energy freely.

Wen Yuhan touched the storage bag and felt a lot. This time, they paid a huge price for a spiritual herb.

Wang Shuyi and Wang Shan died, and Jin Yang disappeared.

And her best friend in the boudoir, Xiao Xiao.
"Welcome to the saint and welcome the return of the brave." The monk holding the mirror bowed and saluted, and shouted in a low voice.

"Congratulations to the saintess, welcome to the return of the brave." Tens of thousands of Motian Sect disciples below saluted and shouted loudly.

"Tsk, tsk, what a big battle." Wu Zihan looked east and west. It seemed that the Demonic Sect still attached great importance to this mission, and even sent out so many people to greet them.

But before they reached the magic circle on the island, three people blocked their way.

Two adults and a little girl.

"Yuhan meets the leader." After Wen Yuhan saw Sheng Daochang, he was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly saluted.

She was terrified in her heart. Although she was a saint, she would not be greeted by the leader himself.

"Leader?" Gu Changfeng and others realized later and hurriedly followed Wen Yuhan to greet him and salute him.

"Mianli, you are all heroes of Motianjiao. This trip must not be peaceful, right? Yuhan, please tell me in detail afterward." Sheng Dao often had teams of ten people, only seven of them left, his eyes fixed, and he was silent. Said loudly.

One must know that they sent all experts in the Fusion Realm this time, especially Jin Yang, who knew a little about the strength of the younger generation of the Jin family.

However, he did not find any trace of him among the few people. There must be something happening in the Demon Cave that they were not aware of.

"Yuhan complies."

"Hey, is this the Holy Maiden of the Demon Heaven Sect? Sure enough, she gave birth to a beautiful face, I feel pity~"

At this time, a monk standing beside Sheng Daochang said in a strange way, "It's almost my concubine's room, what a pity."

"Who the hell are you!"

Furious, Wu Zihan took a step forward to block Wen Yuhan's body, and looked fiercely at the bald man in front of him.

If he hadn't felt the powerful coercion from him, he would definitely have made a violent move.

"Where's the wild boy!" Dai Pu's eyes narrowed, his left hand suddenly raised, and he slapped Wu Zihan's head with his palm.

This time, he was actually a killer!
This palm came so fast that Gu Changfeng, Wu Zihan and others had no time to react.

The gap between them and Dai Pu's cultivation base is really too big.

With a sound of "啪~", Dai Pu's palm hit a piece of cracked tortoise shell, and was blocked back.

"I don't know where the little boy provoked the Holy Son, causing the Holy Son to kill him regardless of his identity!"

An old voice sounded, and a figure slowly appeared in front of Wu Zihan, blocking the fatal blow for him.

"Master!" Wu Zihan shouted in surprise. He was a little scared. This bald man was at least a high-level expert in the Concentration Realm!
"Nanlingmo" Dai Pu's eyes flickered, he pondered over and over again, and finally bowed his hands and saluted, "This junior has met senior Nanling."

"Holy Son, you don't need to be too polite." Nan Lingmo waved his hand lightly, and said calmly, "Holy Son doesn't know, this little disciple is already engaged to the Holy Maiden of Motian Sect."

"Young people are impulsive, and they still look to the Holy Son Haihan."

"Oh? Is this person Senior Nanling's apprentice?" Dai Pu looked at Wu Zihan coldly, "I heard that Senior Nanling's apprentice advanced to Xeon, so it must be him?"

"Exactly." Nan Lingmo didn't hide anything. Everyone knew that his long-cherished wish in Nan Lingmo's life was to cultivate a Xeon.

This can be regarded as a warning to Dai Pu from the side, if Wu Zihan is touched, it is his lifeblood, so he is ready to bear the wrath of the top earth fairy.

"Humph" Dai Pu heard the implication of Nan Lingmo's words and snorted coldly. He was about to say something, but he suddenly noticed Qi Jingya's strange movement next to him.

I saw Qi Jingya's small face was serious, as if she was trying her best to endure something.

"Jingya, what are you doing?" Dai Pu's voice was cold, and he raised his hand to drive a spiritual light into Qi Jingya's body.

As the spiritual light entered her body, Qi Jingya shivered, and flung her hands down feebly towards a deflated ball.

The next moment, a green ball of light suddenly shot out of Qi Jingya's body. After the ball circled in the air, it went straight to Gu Changfeng's head and hung there motionless.

Seeing this, Dai Pu's eyes suddenly burst out with excitement, and he laughed loudly, "Haha, there is nowhere to find it, and it doesn't take much effort to get it."

"Unexpectedly, I found you here!"

With a wave of Dai Pu's sleeve robe, a wave of spiritual power was thrown out and rushed towards Gu Changfeng.

"Master!" Although Wu Zihan didn't know the reason, when the ball of light landed on top of Gu Changfeng's head, his heart still skipped a beat, and before Dai Pu could make a move, he called out to Nanling silently.

Nan Lingmo frowned, and took a step aside to block Dai Pu's spiritual power.

"Nanlingmo!" Dai Pu's face was gloomy, "I'll give you some face to call you senior, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"Holding me over and over again, I can't be pinched when I replace Pu? Do you want to defy Dragon Palace?"

"I don't dare." Nanling Mo said calmly, with his hands behind his back, "But you, Holy Son, can't represent the Dragon Palace now. If you become the master of the Dragon Palace in the future, Nanling Mo will take the blame."

Dai Pu stared at Nan Lingmo viciously, the veins popping up on his hairless head.

"This person is of great use to me, and I must take him away today." Dai Pu tried his best to restrain his emotions and said word by word.

Gu Changfeng looked at the bald man in front of him in shock and confusion. He didn't know why this guy who looked very untouchable would come to him!
Nan Lingmo, an immortal, seemed to be afraid of him.

Holy Child Dragon Palace
Is this bald man the Son of Dragon Palace?
Gu Changfeng's heart sank.

"This little friend has shown great kindness to my disciple, and I owe you a lot of karma. No matter what your purpose is, I cannot let you take him away today."

Nanling shook his head silently, and said calmly.

"I won't take his life, I just have something to ask him!" Dai Pu's voice was gloomy, already on the verge of explosion.

"No way. Taoist Youming's method is like thunder to my ears." Nan Lingmo said calmly, still not giving an inch.

"Okay! Very good!" Dai Pu laughed back angrily, glanced at Gu Changfeng coldly, and then said, "Nanlingmo, you remember, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, I will come back again, when I see How can you protect him!"

After finishing speaking, Dai Pu waved his sleeves, rolled up Qi Jingya who was at the side, and rushed away.

But the next moment, something very unexpected happened.

A faint black light suddenly flashed at the exit of the devil's cave. The black light flashed and flew away in an instant, blocking Dai Pu's route.

(End of this chapter)