Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 197 God Lord Dayan
According to Yan Yun's deduction, if you want to upgrade this spiritual clone to the early stage of Nascent Soul, I believe there will be no hope for hundreds of years.

Unless Yan Yun can obtain the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fruit during this period of time and absorb the full spiritual power in it, there is hope that this time can be shortened a lot.

"I've been out for so long, it's time to go back."

Yan Yun murmured and slowly stood up.

At the same time, a bloody stream of light flashed past.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Huan was seen floating in front of him. His whole body was filled with blood, and his blood-red hair was swaying in the wind, making Yu Huan look particularly ferocious.

"gone."

As Yan Yun finished speaking, Yan Yun's figure swayed and turned into a shadow and disappeared from the place.

Stepping on the wind chariot, Yan Yun galloped away from the Yanyue Sect in a mighty manner.

In the original work, Han Li exposed the evil-proof divine thunder in the battle room between the magicians and monks, during which he attracted the attention of the elders of the Yinluo Sect.

He even poisoned Nangong Wan to force Han Li to hand over the magic weapon of thunder to ward off evil spirits.

Although Yan Yun also displayed the evil-dispelling divine thunder on the battlefield, Yan Yun's powerful strength made him extremely fearful.

Rao wanted to get to the bottom of it in his heart, but when he thought of Yan Yun killing a late Nascent Soul alive.

This made him give up the idea.

"But even though Nangong Wan was not poisoned, we still have to go to the far west."

Yan Yun put his hands behind his back and looked at the faintly visible Linglong Mountain in front of him.

"arrive."

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, waved his right hand lightly, and a bronze token came out of his hand, turned into a stream of light, and landed on the formation light curtain.

"Buzz!"

As a harsh buzz sounded, the formation's light curtain changed, and a gap that only a few people could pass through appeared in front of them.

Yan Yun's body swayed, and a blue-purple spiritual light surged, quickly wrapped around Le Zongqin's body, and quickly escaped into the formation.

"You're back."

As soon as Yan Yun returned, he saw a white shadow appearing in front of him.

Nangong Wan was wearing a white dress, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she said to Yan Yun: "You stole the show in this border war."

"I heard that you even killed a master Mulan who was in the late Nascent Soul stage."

Listening to Nangong Wan's joke, Yan Yun chuckled: "Good luck, that Divine Master Mulan just made a breakthrough not long ago."

"By the way, who is this?"

Nangong Wan soon changed her tone and looked at Le Zongqin behind Yan Yun.

"Could it be the Saint Mulan that you kidnapped?"

Nangong Wan's red lips moved slightly, and her words were mixed with a little jealousy, which had a different flavor.

Yan Yun slowly stretched out his right hand, hugged Nangong Wan's waist, and said softly: "I haven't seen you for a while, I miss you so much."

Feeling Yan Yun's restless right hand, Nangong Wan's white face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

"Crash!"

As whistling sounds sounded and a strong wind surged, Yan Yun, Nan Gong and Wan turned into a phantom and disappeared in an instant.

Le Zongqin was left standing alone, at a loss for a moment.

In the cave, Yan Yun held Nangong Wan in his arms, and the rich fragrance hit his nostrils.

Feeling Yan Yun's breath, Nangong Wan slowly stretched out her arms and just hugged Yan Yun's neck, and her soft jade-like body was pulled into her arms.

Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Nangong Wan in his arms, and brought her to the cold jade bed.

a few days later.

Early the next morning, looking at Nangong Wan lying on the bed, Yan Yun smiled slightly, then opened the door and walked down the mountain.

A dragon with lightning all over its body shook its body and flashed past.

"Boom!"

As harsh roars sounded, dark clouds were seen in the sky, and streaks of purple lightning were entangled in the dark clouds at this moment.

Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the dark clouds in front of him. He raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled softly: "I didn't expect the thunder dragon to break through at this juncture."

The Great Elder of the Hidden Moon Sect slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes, staring at the dark clouds in the air: "Such a powerful figure, obviously not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Roar!!!"

As a low roar sounded, a purple-gold stream of light rose into the sky.

The great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect opened his eyes, looked at the figure in mid-air, and whispered: "Eighth-level dragon!"

Compared with other eighth-level monsters, the dragon is much stronger.

"I heard that he also killed a late-stage Nascent Soul monk."

The great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect opened his mouth, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, knowing that as long as Yan Yun stayed in the Hidden Moon Sect for a day, he would not be able to resist at all.

Yan Yun slowly raised his head and looked at the dragon in mid-air.

An attribute bar visible only to you appeared in front of you.

【Thunder Dragon】

[Realm: Level 8]

[Talent power: Thunder Spirit Armor, Thunder Drop]

[Skills: Thunder Escape, Thunder Ball Technique, Protective Thunder Cloud, Divine Soul Impact, Thunder Breath, Thunder Swallowing Body Refining]

After breaking through the eighth level, the thunder dragon did not transform. Instead, red-gold thunder flowed around his body, making him look very magical.

"It's a little weird."

Yan Yun murmured, but when he thought of the Blood Jade Spider, he knew clearly in his heart that maybe all of this was related to its bloodline.

With this in mind, Yan Yun couldn't help but look at the white jade clam not far away.

As a result, among the many spiritual beasts of his, only the White Jade Clam is left that has not yet broken through the eighth level.

"Huh! Huh!"

With such movement, the girls who were meditating in the cave also came out at this moment.

Female cultivators wearing clothes of various colors turned into several streams of light, floating behind Yan Yun.

"I have met my husband."

Chen Qiaoqian's beautiful eyes moved slightly, staring straight at Yan Yun.

At this time, Chen Qiaoqian's cultivation level is at the false infant stage, which is only one step away from the Nascent Infant stage. However, even with such a step, she doesn't know how long it will take.

Xin Ruyin, wearing a blue skirt, gently fell from the air and came to Yan Yun's side. She said softly: "Husband, do you still have enough magic circle in your hand?"

"Do you need me to prepare more for you?"

Yan Yun smiled, waved his hand, and said softly: "I will ask you for it if I need it."

Xin Ruyin is Yan Yun's Taoist companion, so naturally she won't be polite to him.

Like Chen Qiaoqian, Xin Ruyin's cultivation has also reached the false infant stage. Even because of studying formations, his mind is calm and he may break through the Nascent Infant stage faster than Chen Qiaoqian.

The next ones to fall were Yuan Yao Yanli, Zi Ling Mei Ning and the others.

Among them, Yuan Yao has the highest cultivation level and has reached the false infant stage. Mei Ning has the lowest cultivation level and is currently only in the middle stage of pill formation.

Although Mei Ning has a special physique, the effect of this physique is to nourish others and does not increase the speed of cultivation.

If it weren't for Yan Yun's almost endless resources, he would not even be able to break through to the core formation stage in his lifetime.

In the following days, Yan Yun and the other girls rested for a while.

Ten days later.

Yan Yun, whose face was full of red light, stepped on the Liuyun Shuttle and galloped away into the distance alone.

The Dayan Jue has been on the fourth level for many years, and it is time to go to the far west to find the remaining techniques of the Dayan Jue. The land of the far west.

In front of a desolate canyon, there are all kinds of bamboos growing on it.

Streams of light kept flying through it.

"Qianzhu Cult, I'm here!"

Yan Yun raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

If he remembered correctly, the soul of God Lord Dayan was already trapped in the puppet at this time.

His strength has reached the peak of Nascent Soul, and he cannot break through to the stage of becoming a god.

In order to survive, choose this method of survival.

It’s a pity for God Lord Dayan.

With the strength of the late Nascent Soul, he can create his own Dayan Art that can be practiced to the integration stage.

He is truly a genius. If he lived in the spiritual world, his achievements would be truly limitless.

It's a pity that I have to resign myself to the human world.

At this time, the most powerful leader of the Qianzhu Sect was only a monk in the Dan Formation stage.

Yanyun is like a deserted land.

He flew directly into the sect and found the puppet of Lord Dayan.

"Buzz!"

Yan Yun's sudden appearance made the puppet's eyes twitch.

"How come a monk from the middle stage of Nascent Soul is here!"

Just as Lord Dayan was shocked, a blue-purple shadow flew directly in front of the puppet.

Yan Yun was suspended in mid-air, looking carefully at the puppet in front of him, with an interesting taste:
"God Lord Dayan, I'm not talking nonsense, I'm here for the Dayan Jue!"

Yan Yun looked at the puppet in front of him and smiled slightly: "I wonder if God Lord Dayan will fulfill his wish!"

While speaking, Yan Yun put his hands behind his back and stared at the puppet in front of him.

As Yan Yun finished speaking, he heard harsh buzzing sounds.

"Crack!"

The humanoid puppet stood up slowly, its eyes glowing red as it stared at Yan Yun.

Although it is a puppet, the aura exuding from its body is not low, reaching the peak of pill formation.

If you take into account the powerful spiritual means of God Lord Dayan, even ordinary monks at the early stage of Nascent Soul Stage are no match.

It's a pity that he is facing Yan Yun, who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from Yan Yun's body, God Lord Dayan had a complicated expression and did not even have the thought of taking action.

"What if I don't want to?"

God Lord Dayan did not agree to Yan Yun's request. Instead, he stared at Yan Yun and said.

Listening to the words of God Lord Dayan, Yan Yun was not angry at all.

If he voluntarily took out the Dayan Jue and handed it to him with just a few words, would he still be the Dayan God Lord he knew?
"Maybe I can pass on your skills!"

But soon, Yan Yun looked at the puppet in front of him and said, "I believe this is what you want."

Although it is attached to this puppet, it cannot survive for a long time due to the erosion of time.

As for the God Lord Dayan at this time, his greatest wish is to pass on his Dayan Art and Puppet Technique.

Therefore, after hearing Yan Yun's words, he fell into a long silence. Then he raised his head, looked at Yan Yun, and opened his mouth:
"Who are you and why do you know so much!"

God King Dayan has been living in a puppet for so many years.

No one has ever known his news.

Why does this person know so much.

And why is this person so powerful? Even thousands of years ago, it was rare to see a being as powerful as Yan Yun.

"You are here just for the Dayan Jue!"

The Lord Dayan looked deeply at Yan Yun and said in a low voice: "I can feel that your divine consciousness is extraordinary. If my guess is correct, you should have cultivated the Dayan Art to the fourth level, right? !”

"What God Lord Dayan said is true!"

Yan Yun cupped his hands towards God Lord Dayan and said: "I have reached the fourth level of cultivation, and I still have three levels to go!"

"I hope God Lord Dayan will make it happen!"

Listening to Yan Yun's words, God Lord Dayan fell into hesitation.

He looked deeply at Yan Yun, then raised his right hand.

A stream of light instantly appeared in front of Yan Yun.

Yan Yun looked intently, looking at the jade slip in front of him, with a happy expression on his face.

"The Complete Book of Dayan Jue!"

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then directly took the jade slip into his hand.

Divine consciousness surged into the jade slip in an instant.

I saw that the formula for the seven levels of Dayan Jue had completely poured into my mind.

"Finally got it!"

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at the jade slip in his hand, and then looked at God Lord Dayan: "Thank you very much!"

Yan Yun, who had obtained the complete copy of Dayan Jue, was in a very good mood, and took advantage of the situation to put the jade slip between his eyebrows.

Divine consciousness slowly poured into it.

In just half a cup of tea, all the cultivation methods of Dayan Jue have been completely imprinted in the consciousness.

"Since the Lord God has given me the Dharma, I wonder if there is anything else you want besides teaching the Kung Fu to suitable disciples?"

Yan Yun cupped his hands and said to God Lord Dayan: "As long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

Divine Lord Dayan was silent for a moment, and then said: "I have been here for countless years, and my soul is also very weak. There is not much time left before I return to the world of ruins."

"How about you show me around?"

Hearing such a simple request, Yan Yun chuckled and said, "What the Lord God asks for is my duty."

As Yan Yun finished speaking, he saw that the puppet suddenly fell apart. A wooden spirit bead emitting light red quickly flew out of the puppet and turned into a stream of light, floating in front of Yan Yun.

Yan Yun's spiritual consciousness swept over it and he could clearly feel that there was a faint breath of divine soul in this wooden bead.

"Master Shen, this soul-nurturing wood may be helpful to you."

While speaking, Yan Yun waved his sleeve, and a dark soul-nurturing wooden bead appeared in his hand.

"Please God Lord move."

Feeling the faint black light emitting from the soul-nurturing wood, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Lord Dayan, and he whispered: "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist would actually have such a treasure in his hands."

For the God Lord Dayan who has a weak soul, possessing the Soul-nurturing Wood will be of great help to him.

His body swayed, turned into a shadow, and quickly disappeared into the soul-nurturing wooden beads.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun turned his wrist and then put the soul-nurturing wooden beads into his sleeves.

"call out!"

Following a sharp sound that broke through the air, Yan Yun turned into a phantom and appeared in mid-air.

Looking at the void in the distance, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: "Qiao Qian, Xin Ruyin and Yuan Yao have entered the false infancy stage for a while. They haven't made a breakthrough for a long time. It seems like it's time to go to the Falling Demon Valley."

There is a pill recipe in the Ghost Spirit Sect called Good Fortune Pill, which requires a spiritual fruit called Ling Candle Fruit from Falling Demon Valley.

As long as the three girls in the false infant stage are allowed to take it, the chances of breaking through the Nascent Soul stage are extremely high.

(End of this chapter)