Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 205 Bitterness
The larger one suddenly let out a cry, retracted its wings at the same time, and pounced straight towards the blue-robed man.

The man in blue robe seemed stunned when he saw that the Fire Snake Talisman had not made any achievements.

Then he saw the demon bird swooping down at him again, and he suddenly panicked. After a while of scrambling, he actually took out a small white sword and hurriedly recited a spell in his mouth, trying to urge it to attack the enemy.

Yan Yun shook his head when he saw this scene.

Now the demon bird is attacking immediately. Instead of releasing the protective shield to defend itself first, it wants to use the magic weapon to meet the attack.

Apparently a young chick who just came down from the mountain.

However, the small sword in his hand is an upper-level magic weapon. I think this person has some background.

The mantra in blue robe was recited with great proficiency. When the demon bird approached, the magic weapon also burst out with a dazzling light.

The light flashed, and the small sword turned into a white rainbow several feet long, slashing directly at the ape vulture in the middle at an extremely fast speed.

The demon bird also knew something was wrong, and swayed suddenly, trying to escape the white light, but it was too late. He had no choice but to use a black claw to suddenly grab Bai Hong.

After a pause of white light, a scream came from the air, and a black sharp claw was easily cut down by the sword light.

Blood suddenly fell from the air.

But the other two demonic birds instantly flew to the top of the blue-robed man from the left and right, clawing at his Tianling Cap with their four sharp claws.

The man in blue robe turned pale with fright, and hurriedly moved his feet like a brocade handkerchief to shoot backwards, trying to avoid the attacks of the two ape-vultures.

But he obviously underestimated the two ape vultures. Since they were second-level monsters, they naturally had some magical powers.

I saw that the two demonic birds had not yet landed, and they blurted out a shrill cry like an ape's cry.

When the man in blue robe heard this, his brain felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and his body could not help but swayed a few times, as if he could not stand still.

A smelly wind immediately hit the top of his head, and the man in blue robe said "ah", and his face suddenly turned pale.

At the same time, two sharp wind blades flashed past, soundlessly, and landed on the two ape vultures with incomparable accuracy.

The wind blade was as sharp as a knife, and a white light flashed, quickly splitting the two ape vultures in half.

The sound of the ape vulture stopped suddenly, and the four bright red corpses fell from the sky.

Seeing that the ape vulture was killed, the man in blue couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and quickly looked to one side.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down one side and saw Yan Yun in a white robe at a glance, and naturally knew that this person was his savior.

"My dear, Fengyue, I haven't thanked my friend for saving my life. How dare I ask my friend's name?"

The blue-robed man's eyes moved slightly, and he quickly walked up to Yan Yun and thanked him.

"My surname is Yan. I'd better ask someone to tidy up this place first."

Yan Yun waved his sleeves and spoke calmly.

"tidy?"

The man in blue robe was startled when he heard this. He glanced left and right and realized that at some point, all the mortals who had been hiding around had stood up.

But everyone gathered around ten feet away with a look of awe on their faces.

Only Yinglu and the big man surnamed B stood closer with slightly excited expressions on their faces, listening to the conversation between the two immortal masters.

Among them, Ying Heron was all smiles.

But he could clearly see that the extremely powerful ape-vulture was helpless in the hands of Master Yanxian, whom he had hired halfway.

Just one wind blade killed him. The power of this immortal master was far beyond his expectation. What a surprise.
It seems that even if you lead the team alone, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

"Please deal with these monsters. Except for their claws and a few long quills on their tails, the fur and meat are of no use to me. You can just keep them."

Yan Yun said to the big man and Lao in a commanding tone.

According to the rules on the grassland, whoever kills the monster will naturally own the thing.

Although Yan Yun actually doesn't like these low-level materials at all, if he doesn't want them, they will be too conspicuous.

"I am following the Immortal Master's orders."

Yinglu said happily again after hearing this.

Although the skin and flesh of the ape vulture is not worth mentioning to the cultivators, it is a rare thing for them mortals.

You can exchange it for a lot of good things.

The big man also agreed in awe.

Then after the two men yelled, several strong young men came over and walked towards the three demon bird corpses.

Prepare to dispose of the bodies of the three ape vultures according to Yan Yun's instructions.

Yan Yun glanced at the man in blue robe and didn't say much. Instead, he swayed and disappeared in an instant.

The man in blue robe looked at Yan Yun's back, shook his head with a wry smile, and returned to the carriage.

He took off the cloak on his head, revealing a fair face.

Except for his slightly thin lips, he looks handsome and upright on the ground.

At this moment, his face was cold and silent.

Suddenly, he groped around his neck with one hand and pulled out a golden chain.

There is also a silver-white key tied to one end of the chain.

The key is as thin as a finger and several inches long. It is covered with mysterious and simple patterns, and there is also a golden "wind" imprinted on the oval handle.

Staring at the key, Feng Yue had a strange look in his eyes, and his face became uncertain.

It was exciting for a while, painful for a while, and finally became extremely gloomy.

After taking a long breath, he carefully put the key away and hung it around his neck as a necklace again.

After those mortals disposed of the ape-vulture carcasses, they started on the road again.

Only this time, those mortal youths no longer spoke wantonly.

Although the battle just now was short, the shock left to these unexpected people was not small.

And those with spiritual roots are even more passionate and almost want to go to the temple immediately and become an immortal master with great magical powers.

The next day was uneventful, until at noon on the second day, Yan Yun, who was sitting on the carriage, sensed the so-called temple station.

Yan Yun's spiritual consciousness swept over and found that there were really many monks here.

There are even a few immortal masters who have reached the pill-forming stage.

Yan Yun's eyes flickered a few times, his face expressionless.

After walking for more than twenty miles, the two tribesmen around the carriage burst into cheers almost at the same time.

When Yan Yun saw this, his expression moved slightly, his sleeves waved slightly, and the car curtain beside him rolled up.

His eyes moved slightly and looked into the distance.

I saw a black spot standing there on the plain not far away.

The light blue light slowly appeared on the pupils, making the scenery in the distance clear.

A wall three to four feet high was built with stones mixed with thick logs.

Behind the city wall, there are tall tents where Tutu people like to live, mixed with some simple wooden houses, and there are many Tutu mortals coming in and out from time to time, making it seem a bit chaotic.

However, among the many tents and wooden houses, there are also some stone temples built entirely from huge boulders.

The attic and a few unexpected people entered it.

Obviously, this is the so-called "residence" of Tianlan Temple. But soon, Yan Yun's eyes were attracted by the huge stone pillars erected outside the wall.

These stone pillars are dazzling, the size of a person embracing them, and about twenty or thirty feet high. It is obvious that the Tianlan Temple has arranged a huge formation here to protect the entire city.

In the sky above the entire station, no cultivators were seen flying into the air. Obviously, this magic circle also has air restrictions.

At the same time, after Yinglu and Dahan discussed it, the two tribes separated again, and the two teams headed in two different directions.

As he entered the station, Yan Yun found that the entire station was very messy, with untidy fur tents and chaotic simple wooden houses everywhere.

Since the Heron tribe was only a small tribe, Ying Heron led the tribe to find an open space in a remote corner of the camp.

Everyone in the Heron tribe began to set up their own tents.

Yan Yun put his hands behind his back and slowly got out of the carriage.

Seeing Yan Yun's appearance, Yinglu hurriedly stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Master Yan, this place is in chaos. I'm afraid it's not suitable for immortal masters to meditate. However, there is a place here specifically for immortal masters to rest for free."

"Do you want to stay there for a few days, Master Immortal?"

Listening to Yinglu's inquiry, Yan Yun was not polite, nodded, his body swayed, turned into a shadow, and disappeared out of thin air.

Looking at Yan Yun's leaving figure, Ying Lu showed envy on her face.

Due to the breath gathering technique, Yan Yun's cultivation at this time seemed to outsiders to be only the cultivation in the early stages of foundation building.

With Yan Yun's cultivation level, even the late Nascent Soul cultivators would not be able to discover Yan Yun's true cultivation level here.

After a while, Yan Yun had arrived at the tallest building here.

It is a two-story stone palace, with immortal cultivators coming in and out from time to time.

Yan Yun's eyes were soon attracted by the weird statues three or four feet high standing on both sides of the hall.

These two weird statues have bull heads and dragon bodies and grinning teeth, making them look particularly ferocious.

After carefully searching around the station for a moment, his consciousness surged and he investigated carefully.

"They are all ordinary monks who form pills."

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and had no intention of staying here any longer.

"It seems like we're just waiting for them to show up."

Yan Yun muttered silently, then his figure swayed and disappeared into a shadow.

When Yan Yun's figure appeared again, he had already arrived at a pile of rubble.

Yan Yun sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest, but his consciousness was always alert to his surroundings.

After flying for fifty or sixty miles, the flight stopped over an inconspicuous pile of rocks.

The place was empty, which suited me.

Yan Yun sat cross-legged and waited quietly.

Time passed, and one day passed.

Yan Yun's eyelids suddenly twitched with his eyes closed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Yan Yun's strange behavior awakened Yinyue, and she couldn't help but ask: "Master, what happened?"

"Two people are approaching, a Dan-forming monk and a Foundation-building monk!"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "The aura of the foundation-building monk is somewhat familiar. It seems to be the monk named Feng Yue."

Thinking of this, Yan Yun's body swayed, turned into a shadow, and disappeared instantly.

When Yan Yun appeared again, he was already more than ten miles away.

What appeared in front of us was a very rare forest in the grassland, but it was only a few miles in size and the trees were very sparse.

In a clearing more than ten feet wide in the middle of the woods, there were two people inside.

However, one of the men in blue robes was lying on the ground with a black mass of blood on his back, motionless, as if he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

But a light shield appeared on his body to protect his whole body, showing seven colors and being extremely gorgeous.

Another person nearby was an old man in purple robes with eagle eyes. He was using a flaming red flying sword to turn into sword shadows and slash the light barrier.

Although the seven-color light mask is extraordinary, because there is no owner to take charge, it has begun to shake and the light flashes wildly.

Yan Yun's sudden appearance really startled the old man with eagle eyes, but as his consciousness swept over him.

When he discovered that Yan Yun's cultivation was only at the early stage of foundation building, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

The eagle-eyed old man suddenly had murderous intent in his eyes and waved his sleeves.

A black light flashed.

What appeared in mid-air was a three-edged nail wrapped in black energy, moving extremely fast.

Yan Yun's face was expressionless, but his eyes swept over the three-edged nail coldly.

"Crack!"

A wind blade flashed past, splitting the three-edged nail into two pieces and falling from the air.

The eagle-eyed old man was startled when he saw this scene, and was so frightened that he flew out of his mind. He hurriedly made secrets with his hands to summon the red flying sword back to protect himself.

But soon, a soft breeze blew by.

The old man with Eagle Eyes, who had been planning to escape just now, stiffened and fell straight to the ground.

A mere pill-forming monk was helpless in front of Yan Yun.

Yan Yun glanced at the scarlet flying sword on the ground. This was obviously the old man's magic weapon.

It was a low-level natal magic weapon, with a faint spiritual light flashing on it and motionless.

Yan Yun ignored it, but walked to the Qizhi mask and looked at it carefully.

At this time, it can be clearly seen that this mask comes from a piece of light blue jade pendant floating in the mask.

This object was suspended several feet above the blue-robed man's body, shining with seven-color spiritual light, and from time to time some strange Buddhist inscriptions flashed and appeared in the spiritual light.

While looking at this jade pendant, the words of Lord Dayan came from the soul-nourishing wooden beads on his wrist:
"Judging from the materials and refining techniques, it can't be said to be a Buddhist treasure, but it does appear to have been blessed by Buddhist monks and has been subject to Buddhist restrictions."

Having said this, God Lord Dayan added: "It seems that this person has some connection with Buddhism."

"Buddha!"

Although Yan Yun only has one Ming Wang Jue in his hand, he has to say that Buddhist techniques still have some merits.

With this in mind, Yan Yun slowly stretched out his right hand and landed on the equipment mask.

And with Yan Yun's gentle touch, the light mask quickly melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The figure of the man in blue robe was completely exposed in front of Yan Yun.

Not only was this person's aura extremely disordered and weak, but there was also a faint air of death emanating from his body, which clearly indicated that his life was about to be in danger.

His face was pitch black, and his lips were even darker and faintly purple, making him look extremely terrifying.

"Bitterness among the Ten Poisons!"

Yan Yun touched his chin. It was so poisonous that even though Yan Yun had great skills, he could not cure it.

After all, this person's cultivation level is too low. If there is an alchemy monk, there may be a chance to save him.

(End of this chapter)