Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

The top leaders of the various sects are not worried about this.

Now, apart from Yan Yun, there are only two late Nascent Soul cultivators left in Tiannan.

The former Grand Elder of the Nine-Nation Alliance, Wei Wuya, passed away a hundred years ago. The news of his death was only announced recently, shocking the Nine-Nation Alliance and causing a reshuffle of some sects and forces.

Yan Yun felt deeply regretful when he heard the news. Although he was only one step away, he was ultimately unable to enter the realm of spiritual transformation, which was truly a pity.

However, this only made him more determined to pursue eternal life.

For Yan Yun, without the way to immortality, everything that exists now is an illusion. Even if he has the power to turn rivers and seas upside down, it will all be in vain in the end.

He never wanted to spend his life like this.

Yan Yun was transforming into a dazzling light, galloping quickly on the road leading to the vast Mulan grassland.

This time his goal was clear and firm, which was to return to his homeland, the Great Jin Kingdom, and try to obtain those precious Guiluo Banners from the Yinluo Sect.

Although his previous retreat and practice did not successfully lead him into the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

However, his own strength has reached the extremely astonishing peak state of the late Nascent Soul stage, which undoubtedly adds more confidence and certainty to his action.

After verification, he was sure that after the death of Old Demon Qian, the only late Nascent Soul cultivator left in Yinluo Sect should be the Sect Master of Yinluo Sect.

As long as he can avoid acting rashly, seizing the Guiluo Banner should not be an extremely difficult task.

The leader of the Yinluo Sect personally led a team to the Tiannan region many years ago, and there is a deep hatred between him and Yan Yun.

If this is indeed the case, then taking this opportunity to get rid of this person would kill two birds with one stone, otherwise it would cause endless trouble in the future.

In the past, he had thought about how to deal with this enemy, but at that time he had not yet broken through to the late stage.

They are unable to even protect themselves, so they dare not take any rash risks.

Now that his martial arts skills have reached perfection and he wants to seize the Guiluo Banner, he naturally cannot tolerate this person continuing to remain at large.

Otherwise, if at some point he was too busy to stay in Luoyun Sect, this powerful cultivator would be at the end of his lifespan.

He is so mad that he wants to avenge his wife's murder that he sneaks into Luoyun Sect and starts a bloody massacre. Then Nangong Wan and others will inevitably be in extreme danger.

Yan Yun was silently planning this in his heart, and the murderous intent in his heart gradually grew stronger.

Looking back on this retreat, he felt quite regretful that although the Five Frost Flame Demons had helped him to reach the state of Divine Transformation, he was unable to achieve satisfactory results.

But since he still had the trump card of Yuanci Divine Light, he had not completely lost hope.

This time when he set out for Dajin, in addition to trying to obtain the Guiluo Banner, he also had to deal with two other urgent matters at the same time.

Otherwise, once he practices the Yuanci Divine Light, he will be bound by invisible shackles. Apart from practicing it to the great perfection level, he will not be able to do anything else by himself.

Therefore, he must make thorough preparations in advance while he still has the freedom.

Among them, finding the sun's essence fire and using the cold marrow to refine the "Yang-restoring water" is undoubtedly the most important task.

Once he has the Huiyang Water, it means that his life span can be extended by a quarter.

For any cultivator of any level, this kind of heaven-defying thing is an irresistible temptation.

Especially for a strong man like Yan Yun who has already stood at the top of the human world, its attraction is beyond words.

And after searching the soul of Master Hanli of Xiaoji Palace last time, he got clues about the Sunglass Fire.

In this way, he can be said to have everything ready, only lacking the east wind.

As for the other task, it was relatively minor in comparison and was only done as a side job.

It is certainly a blessing to be able to complete it successfully, but if the goal is not achieved, it will not have a big impact on him.

This means going to the Tianji Pavilion, which is selling the Tianji Mansion, to ask them for the secret technique of refining mustard seed space.

When he attended a grand auction in Jinjing City in his early years, he heard the owner of Jinjing Tianji Pavilion mention that space cracks could be refined into mustard seed space.

At that moment, he was inspired and came up with the idea of ​​refining the space that was suspected to be the remains of Lingxi Garden found in the Demon Valley that day into a private space.

After all, for a Nascent Soul cultivator like him, there are other places besides the public caves.

Almost everyone has his or her own secret cave, and some even have several.

One's own rare magic weapon is usually stored in it, so that one can have a glimmer of hope in case of an unexpected event.

However, Yan Yun has been concentrating on cultivation and has never had time to take care of this matter.

At this moment, Yan Yun was thinking deeply about this issue, and he was not considering leaving a way out for himself.

But it was because he believed that place was the best place to practice the Yuan magnetic divine light.

If you can successfully refine your own mustard seed space and only establish a hidden teleportation array connection with the outside world.

Then he only needs to control the teleportation array inside the space. Even if a master at the level of God Transformation comes to him, he will probably be helpless.

Even if the enemy destroyed the external teleportation array out of anger, with his existing magical powers.

It would not be difficult to tear the space apart again to escape, so he did not need to worry about being trapped in the space.

However, for practitioners outside the space, they also have the ability to tear the space apart.

However, since they did not know the specific entry point into the space, they were unable to find the healed mustard seed space.

This is all the result of Yan Yun's careful consideration and experience.

If this plan cannot be realized, then finding another secret place to practice becomes an inevitable choice. However, the stability of doing so cannot be compared with the mustard seed space.

It is worth noting that the method of refining mustard seed space is an exclusive invention of Tianji Pavilion, and it may be difficult to obtain it.

Nevertheless, when a great monk makes a request to any force, even if that force strongly opposes it.

They had to try their best to satisfy him, because no one wanted to offend such a powerful enemy easily.

As for why the Tianji Pavilion has been able to retain this refining technology to this day, it is probably because this secret method is too useless and cannot attract the interest of powerful forces such as the ten major sects of righteousness and evil.

Otherwise, Yan Yun would never believe that relying solely on the Tianji Pavilion could protect the truly important secret techniques for a long time.

Of course, Yan Yun must adopt appropriate strategies in the process of seeking to obtain the refining method.

Yan Yun sneered and thought to himself, then his escape light suddenly flashed several times and disappeared in the nearby sky in an instant, leaving no trace.

……

More than half a year later, in a small mountain town in Yuzhou, Dajin, thousands of miles away from the southern part of the Tiannan region, a misty drizzle was falling.

On a bluestone street that was polished by rain, there were few pedestrians, and the occasional passers-by were all holding umbrellas and hurrying on their way. Obviously, no one was willing to stay here for a moment.

At this time, a man in yellow clothes, carrying a white oil-paper umbrella, suddenly walked onto the cobblestone road.

However, the man's steps were steady and his expression was calm, as if he was strolling in the suburbs, with the cloth umbrella in his hand slightly tilted.

It just happened to cover most of his face, making it impossible for others to see his true appearance.

From his slender and white hand holding the umbrella, it can be seen that the man should be middle-aged and not an ordinary civilian.

Some passers-by who happened to pass by saw the man's strange behavior and cast curious eyes on him. However, the man didn't care at all and continued to walk forward leisurely.

When the man came to an inconspicuous alley, he suddenly changed direction, flashed past, and went deep into the alley.

Although this alley seems deep and secluded, in fact anyone can find it by walking just a few dozen steps.

This is actually a dead end with no exit. There are no houses on either side, only walls several meters high, and almost no one cares about it.

However, surprisingly, the man in the yellow shirt seemed to turn a blind eye to this and just continued walking forward.

When the mysterious figure holding the green oil-paper umbrella was about to reach the end of the alley at the end of the street.

An imperceptible force hit his rock-like body, and then his entire body emitted a dazzling light.

In the blink of an eye, it suddenly disappeared into the wall, as if swallowed by some mysterious force, which was jaw-dropping.

If an ordinary person passed by this place and witnessed this scene, he would be terrified and think that he had seen the legendary ghost.

However, for practitioners, this phenomenon is merely a low-level illusion and is not surprising.

However, if this self-proclaimed master practitioner could pass through this wall, go deep inside, and successfully break the complex layers of restrictions, he would be shocked beyond words.

Because behind these restrictions, there is actually a huge jade gate that is over a hundred feet high and almost reaches the sky.

Behind this jade gate are white jade steps leading to a higher place. They are all suspended in the air and eventually lead to a magnificent palace that is as green as emerald green.

Around the palace, a milky white aura permeated the air, and rare spiritual birds danced leisurely in the air.

Various exotic flowers and plants are planted on the ground, making this place as beautiful as a fairyland.

However, if one uses mental exploration, one will find that this seemingly vast and white area is actually a relatively small enclosed space, only a dozen miles in radius.

Although it is several hundred feet high, its area is not too large.

It is for this reason that such a peculiar sky palace can be built in such an environment.

In front of the huge jade gate at the entrance of the space, there are two rows of warriors in golden armor standing on both sides. Each of them is two meters tall, motionless, with a stern face.

However, among this group of warriors, there was a burly man also wearing armor. He had a dark complexion and sat on a pile of rocks with no expression.

He was chatting casually with the man who had just entered the place, holding a green oil-paper umbrella.

"No matter what, even if it's a big deal, we can't disturb the Pavilion Master from meeting the distinguished guests at this moment."

"Otherwise, if the Pavilion Master holds me responsible, I, Old Cao, cannot afford it. Fellow Daoist Zhang, please wait here for a while and have a chat with me."

"During this period of time, I have been responsible for guarding the Tianji Palace. I have spent a long time with these puppets. It is really upsetting."

The burly man actually said such words with a smile.

This burly man is a practitioner in the late Jindan stage, but here he is just a gatekeeper, which is undoubtedly surprising.

From his words, we can learn that those huge warriors standing on both sides are actually mechanical puppets.

However, if he hadn't explained it himself, the craftsmanship of these puppets was so exquisite that they could not be easily distinguished by the naked eye.

The practitioner who originally walked into the space holding the green oil-paper umbrella has now put the white umbrella into his pocket, revealing a fair face and long eyebrows, looking majestic and solemn.

"Cao Fengwei!"

"What Zhang said this time was not a joke. There is indeed something extremely important that needs to be reported to the Pavilion Master for his decision."

"And even if Zhang is willing to wait, the VIP may not be able to wait."

"If you make a mistake and bring disaster to our cabinet, it will be something you and I cannot bear."

The middle-aged man's tone was quite solemn, even with a hint of anger.

"Who exactly is this so-called VIP? Can you tell me clearly, Brother Zhang?"

Hearing this question, the dark-faced man was stunned and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"In fact, the person he mentioned is Yan."

Suddenly, a strange male voice resounded throughout the universe and reached their ears clearly and unmistakably.

"Who is this person?"

The black-faced monk was greatly shocked when he heard this. Without having time to think carefully, he immediately circulated his true energy, performed his skills, and created a white light to protect himself.

Then, he quickly put his hands together and made a quick gesture of incantation. The mechanical puppet warriors that were originally standing on the left and right sides instantly had sharp eyes and flew into the air one after another.

"Everyone, please be patient. Brother Cao, please remember that this is Senior Yan. You must be respectful to him."

After hearing the stranger's words, the handsome middle-aged man turned pale as paper.

When he saw the black-faced general's actions, he immediately shouted anxiously to stop him.

"Senior Yan?"

The black-faced general felt confused and puzzled when he heard this.

However, since even a middle-aged man with the same cultivation level as himself behaved so cautiously, the person before him must be extraordinary.

The two of them were within the mustard seed space restriction and could have had enough strength to compete with the early Nascent Soul cultivators.

Could it be that this person is actually a middle-stage Nascent Soul monster?
This is definitely not something he and these mechanical puppets can resist.

As he was speculating in this way, the cultivator named Cao moved his spiritual consciousness, and those puppets that had originally flown into the air landed in the distance one after another and returned to their stationary state again.

"You are very responsive. It seems that I should stop bullying the weak."

The man seemed to snort coldly, and the voice sounded again.

Then, a green light flashed in the sky in front of the two of them, and a young man in a green shirt folded his arms across his chest.

He floated there leisurely, his eyes were as cold as ice, making people shudder. (End of this chapter)