The immortality of mortals

Chapter 94 Acting
"If you find any clues, don't worry, just tell them."

Yang Xuan waved his hand casually, saving a few people the trouble of greeting him.

Although the other party is some kind of imperial prisoner, to a foundation-building monk like him, he is nothing more than an ant.

Several divine catchers responded respectfully, but were secretly surprised in their hearts.

Originally, the two people next to them were already immortals they looked up to, but now they saw that they were treating the young man in white respectfully. What kind of immortals were they?

"Reporting to the Immortal, we have verified that in recent years, not only the immortal masters have disappeared, but also a large number of people in the martial arts world have disappeared..."

Among the four, a middle-aged man with short hair, tiger eyes, and a righteous expression lowered his head and said.

"Oh? The warrior also disappeared?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and then figured out the reason.

Although blood sacrifice monks can increase mana, there are not many immortal cultivators after all, and they are basically at the bottom of Qi Refining.

Therefore, there may be some low-level evil cultivators who have set their sights on warriors with strong Qi and blood.

"Actually, we have found a hidden line, which is in the Chongling Mountains a hundred miles outside the city."

A middle-aged man with short hair.

"If the Immortal wants to find out, he and I can pretend to be ordinary people in the martial arts world, pretend to take refuge first, and then win the trust of the people behind the scenes, and then find a way to sneak in and find out the real reason behind it.

"Originally, we had planned to take action, but because the Immortal Master was involved, we didn't dare to act rashly."

"Yes, Brother Yang, we can use this hidden line to slowly launch an investigation and find out the dangers involved."

He Xiaochuan also nodded and spoke, fearing that Yang Xuan wouldn't understand.

"Since you already know the hidden clue, just lead the way."

Yang Xuan tapped the table with his hand and finally made a conclusion.

"Ah, Immortal, if you go directly deep into Chung Ling Mountain, you may be in great danger!"

The middle-aged god catcher showed a look of astonishment.

"Brother Yang, my great-grandfather is trapped inside. Isn't it better to be more cautious?"

He Xiaochuan also said.

"Hmph, I am a disciple of Huang Maple Valley. I have many magic weapons in my body and I have reached the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. What danger can there be in this mortal world? I have made up my mind. I will rest for half the night and set off at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Yang Xuan stood up and said without doubt.

Seeing this, the others naturally did not dare to say any more, and they all agreed and left.

Back in the room, the middle-aged divine catcher quietly took out the Taoist talisman paper and began to write and draw.

On the second day, it was dawn.

The four divine arresters and a total of seven Qi Refining monks from the He family who rushed over after receiving the summons waited respectfully outside the door.

When Yang Xuan came out and saw everyone nodding, he took up the magic weapon and rushed out of the city.

The four gods are slow to capture mortal bodies.

He also picked up the four of them and took them with him on the journey.

But the fact is that Yang Xuan didn't think carefully enough.

Only two or three people from the He family took out the lowest level Qingye magic weapon and followed behind him.

The other monks from the He family didn't even have flying magic weapons, so they all used the Wind Control Technique and followed him with their legs.

Really poor and pitiful.

Fortunately, the distance is not too far.

After more than half an hour, everyone arrived at the edge of Chongling Mountain.

"Just point out the direction according to the route you checked."

Yang Xuan put away the Iris Boat, stepped directly into the air, and gave instructions to the middle-aged divine catcher who was standing above him.

"Yes, Shangxian!"

After the middle-aged divine catcher slightly identified the location, he said in a deep voice: "A few miles southwest from here, start at the bottom of the bluestone mountain wall. Every time you see a locust tree, walk to the left..."

Everyone followed the instructions and saw a locust tree under the bluestone mountain wall.

After advancing six times in a row.

Boom!

As soon as they entered the pile of rubble in the dead forest, the surrounding rocks suddenly began to vibrate, and huge boulders fell from mid-air one after another, roaring with heavy pressure, enough to crush people into pieces in an instant.

"Oops, it's a formation!"

"There is an ambush."

"It's a falling stone formation. Everyone, use defensive weapons and try to dodge!" The monks from the He family started to panic.

"It's just a formation of falling rocks, what's there to be afraid of?"

Yang Xuan sneered, and directly used the Fire Cloud Sword to grind the huge rocks that roared and collapsed around him into powder.

Although he doesn't know the formation, he can break it.

Practicing the Sword Art of Killing has made great progress in Yang Xuan's swordsmanship. He is more comfortable with the sword than before, and his control has reached a very fine level.

The boulders flying and smashing in the sky were smashed into pieces by his movement of the sword, without even a single one falling.

"The Immortal's methods are truly terrifying and respectable!"

The middle-aged tiger-eyed god caught his eye and murmured to himself.

The three divine catchers next to them couldn't help but nod.

With so many magic boulders crashing down, even if they had to catch just one, their swords would probably be destroyed and seriously injured.

However, the white-clothed immortal master cut the huge boulders in the sky into fine powder in an instant, and his power was truly terrifying.

"Hmph, break it for me!"

Yang Xuan's Fire Cloud Sword suddenly made a sword sound, and the sharp golden energy carried the fire cloud, and directly broke the khaki formation mask that trapped everyone, like popping a bubble.

"As expected of a great disciple..."

Everyone in the He family thought they were going to be in danger, but they didn't expect the danger to be saved in an instant.

But they also noticed that the young man in white took a lower-level spiritual stone and slowly recovered, but it seemed that he was not as relaxed and content as he appeared on the surface.

"Shangxian, if you venture deep into the area, I'm afraid there are still dangers ahead. How about we retreat and make a long-term plan?"

The middle-aged divine catcher spoke to persuade.

"It's just a mundane place. There's nothing to be afraid of. Don't talk nonsense and continue to lead the way!"

Yang Xuan put his hands behind his back and stepped into the air.

After hearing this, the middle-aged divine hunter naturally did not dare to say any more and quickly lowered his head to point out the direction.

After marching for a quarter of an hour, the team arrived at a dense forest.

The tall and dense tree canopy blocks the sun, filling the dense forest with hazy light. Various shrubs, vines and thorns intertwine to form an insurmountable green barrier.

When everyone was about to cut down the obstacles that were blocking their way forward, the surrounding vegetation seemed to suddenly have vitality and began to twist and turn.

"Tengso Otomu Formation!"

Yang Xuan immediately recognized the formation that activated the plants.

Having been with Xin Ruyin for many years, he was very familiar with this formation.

Moreover, the formations encountered now were far less powerful than the formations set up by Xin Ruyin.

He continued to wield the Fire Cloud Sword.

Using fire to overcome wood, the surrounding plants were burned to the ground in an instant, turning them all into black ashes.

It's easier than breaking through the falling stone array.

The rest of the people had discovered that this immortal from Yellow Maple Valley was both good-looking and powerful, so they honestly acted as the atmosphere team, cheering and praising him from behind.

Continuing forward, we encountered several more formations blocking the way.

Yang Xuan broke them one by one.

The discerning monks of the He family saw that the power of the Fire Cloud Sword was greatly reduced, and it was obvious that the mana was seriously depleted.

"Senior, let's take a short rest before moving forward."

A mature and prudent old monk from the He family said.

"Yes, Brother Yang, my mana has been lost along the way..."

He Xiaochuan also attributed the rest to his own reasons, but in fact, after entering the mountain, they had no chance to take action and their mana was basically in a perfect state.

"Shangxian, it seems that the core point is ahead..."

The middle-aged magician told him honestly.

"At one go, let's see what's wrong with it!"

Yang Xuan waved his hand and moved forward without fear.

After a while, everyone walked around the empty valley, only to see a wide blood-stained stone platform in front of them, with stone pillars and torches standing around them, and a mysterious and bloody aura hit their faces.

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly there was a sound of laughter echoing from the cliff on the side.

(End of this chapter)