Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

At this time, in a secret room with heavy restrictions in Taixuan Palace, two people were discussing important matters.

One of them had kind eyes, wore a white robe, and stood respectfully with his hands clasped. This person was the old man named Chi.

Sitting on the stone chair in front of the old man was a handsome young man in a purple robe. A blood mole at the corner of his mouth looked particularly bright red.

The old man surnamed Chi said respectfully:

"Please rest assured, sir. Even though that person used a secret technique to conceal his true face, he still has nowhere to hide from my purple eyes. The person who took away the Yin-Yang Transformation Technique must be a female cultivator."

"However, her appearance is completely different from the images of the other women you provided. She is even extremely ugly."

This master weapon refiner, who was renowned in Tianyuan City and a Divine Transformation cultivator, called himself a servant in front of this young man.

If other monks in the city saw this scene, they would probably be shocked.

When the young man with the blood mole heard this, he smiled slightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The young man with the blood mole analyzed confidently that since the female cultivator was able to take out so many top-grade spirit stones to exchange for spells at one time, it was not difficult to guess her identity, and she was most likely from the Ye family or the Gu family.

Like the Long family, these two families are secret spiritual families that originated from ancient times, and the spiritual bloodline in the family is only inherited by females.

Unlike the Long family which controls the auction house in the Three Realms, they secretly control a huge number of top-grade spirit stone mines among the human race.

Because the tribe is small in number and rarely appears in the outside world, the specific true spirit bloodline they inherit has never been known to outsiders.

However, this incident indicates that one of the ancestors may have Tianfeng blood.

This is similar to the Taki family's true dragon bloodline, both of which are among the most powerful true spirit bloodlines in the spirit world.

Obviously, their judgment was correct. The descendants of these secret true spirit families would indeed hide their identities and train in Tianyuan City for a period of time.

"Young Master is truly a master at foresight! This Yin-Yang Transformation Technique is indeed crucial to the Heavenly Phoenix bloodline."

"Only this top-level technique can completely activate the blood of the Phoenix. How did this woman know this technique? It is actually a trap set since ancient times."

The old man in white robe smiled.

"The wisdom of our ancestors is naturally incomparable to that of us, the younger generation."

"If it weren't for the fact that the blood of the real dragon in my body far surpassed that of my ancestors, and if I had finally met the conditions to start this game, those old monsters in my family would not have supported me in my actions."

"In order not to arouse the target's suspicion, I even auctioned off the black unicorn scales and Pinghaige and other treasures stored in the clan."

"And spread this news secretly among the disciples of the True Spirit Family, otherwise the operation would not be so smooth."

"Fortunately, the price of the spirit stones was not low, and I also got five thousand-year-old spirit herbs in exchange, so it was not a loss. Can you tell the origin of the cultivator who bid for the true spirit scale?"

The young man with the blood mole suddenly asked.

The Purple Light Spirit Eyes is a mysterious practice that can only be used three times in a lifetime.

The old servant is well aware of the importance of this technique, so he naturally does not dare to use it on others easily.

Through the investigation of Zi Guang Ling's purpose, he found that the other party was just a Divine Transformation cultivator, not a Void Refinement cultivator.

However, the number of spiritual herbs on this person seemed to be far more than five, which aroused his suspicion.

Could this person be from the Min family?

Although the Min family's bloodline is not a powerful true spirit, it is unique in cultivating spiritual herbs and can be regarded as the best among the human race.

The old man pondered for a moment and then answered solemnly.

"Min family?"

The young man frowned slightly and said slowly:
"If they are really from this family, then forget it. The Min family is a vassal True Spirit family designated by the Tianmiao Spirit Emperor. We can't afford to provoke them at the moment."

"My lord is wise,"

The old man nodded repeatedly:
"Although our families are not afraid of the Three Emperors, it is indeed unwise to make such a great enemy for a few spiritual medicines."

The young man with the blood mole seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said to the old man in a friendly manner:

"You used the Purple Light Eyes ability this time, so your cultivation must have suffered a lot."

"Once this matter is settled, I will host a blood sacrifice for you to help you reach a higher level of cultivation."

The old man surnamed Chi was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed and thanked him: "Thank you for your help, young master!"

The young man with the blood mole nodded with satisfaction, and then fell into deep thought, as if he was thinking about something important.

A few days later, Yan Yun rushed all the way and approached the mountain range where his cave was located.

At this time, in a depression more than a thousand miles away from his cave, two people were confronting each other in a tense atmosphere, full of vigilance and uneasiness towards each other.

In that mysterious and vast world of cultivating immortals, the fat man surnamed Jin quietly followed the man with drooping eyebrows all the way here.

At this moment, the two stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if a thrilling and fierce fight would immediately break out if there was just a disagreement.

The man with raised eyebrows frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt and displeasure in his eyes, and asked:
"Brother Jin, why did you follow me all the way here secretly? Did I offend you somewhere and make you unhappy?"

The fat man surnamed Jin put on an innocent look and said slowly:

"Brother Weng, you are wrong. I just happened to pass by here and saw you staying here. Thinking of our old friendship, I wanted to come over and say hello."

Hearing this, the man with raised eyebrows sneered, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly:
"Meeting each other occasionally? Just saying hello? Brother Jin, do you think I am an ignorant person? Who would set foot in this remote place without any reason?"

"Besides, why would I need to use the art of concealment to greet you and follow me closely through the void for more than 100,000 miles?"

The fat man surnamed Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sly light flashed in his eyes. He smiled and said:

"Haha, Jin is also very confused about this question."

"Brother Weng, why are you coming to this remote place instead of cultivating peacefully in your own cave?"

"If I remember correctly, this is the sacred land that you fought for at the risk of your life."

The man with raised eyebrows suddenly looked gloomy, and he snorted coldly, "Hmph, do I need to explain to Brother Jin where I'm going?"

The fat man surnamed Jin sneered and tried to dissuade him:
"Brother Weng, why are you so angry? This is a sacred place with an owner. I am worried that you are acting too recklessly and may cause unforeseen disasters, so I followed you all the way here."

"If you want to find something here, please tell me directly. I will definitely help you with all my strength."

After saying this, the fat man surnamed Jin showed a curious look on his face, as if he wanted to get to the bottom of the matter.

The man with raised eyebrows just snorted coldly and said no more words. However, the fierce light flashing in his eyes revealed his inner unrest.

Just when the atmosphere was getting a little tense, suddenly, a green light flashed in the void behind Fatty Jin, and then a thin green silk appeared out of thin air.

The green silk trembled slightly, and in an instant it turned into a large emerald net, covering the downwards silently like a ghost.

The whole process was carried out quietly, without even a trace of wind, as if everything was happening quietly and invisibly.

Fatty Jin didn't seem to be aware of the danger behind him. He still had a smile on his face and confronted the man with drooping eyebrows with a fake smile.

The man with raised eyebrows showed no strange expression on his face, but was secretly happy in his heart.

His hand, which was quietly retracted in his sleeve, moved slightly, and a crystal clear blue flying knife suddenly emerged.

He secretly planned that once the silk net restrained Fatty Jin, he would immediately use the flying knife to kill him with one blow to relieve his worries. Just when the silk net was less than a few feet away from Fatty Jin's head, an unexpected scene suddenly happened.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and suddenly a bright light flashed from the fat man's hair, followed by a golden glow that suddenly flew out.

The golden light condensed slightly and instantly transformed into a huge golden palm, which held up the emerald net steadily.

As the golden and green light intertwined, the air was filled with strange "crackling" sounds.

"Old Demon Jin, is that you?"

a voice asked.

"Old Monster Ming, you really did it yourself."

Another voice responded.

These two sentences came from the green light and the golden light respectively. The former carried a hint of surprise, while the latter seemed confident.

Immediately, the golden hand and the green silk net in the air separated and shot down at the same time. After the light dissipated, they turned into a small emerald dragon and a half-foot-tall little man.

The little emerald dragon was still okay, as it was the incarnation cultivated by the master of the man with drooping eyebrows.

The half-foot-tall little man was wearing a light golden Taoist robe and had a mini wooden sword on his back. His face was blurry and one could only vaguely feel that he seemed to be old.

"Soul-splitting technique! Old Monster Ming, you even sent out the soul-splitting device used to avoid the heavenly tribulation. Aren't you afraid that if something goes wrong, you won't be able to survive the next great tribulation?"

The little emerald dragon stared coldly at the little man opposite and said.

"Hehe, Brother Ming, you don't need to worry about this. In the past, Master Qianbao was very famous, and the treasures he carried with him shocked the two clans for tens of thousands of years."

"As long as we get two or three of them, we won't have to worry about surviving the calamity next time. Didn't Brother Dao send his incarnation here?"

The villain chuckled and said nonchalantly.

"How do you know about 'Master Qianbao'?"

The Emerald Dragon's expression became stern and he asked in a harsh voice.

Fatty Jin and the man with drooping eyebrows stood there respectfully, not daring to interrupt.

"How I learned about this, fellow Daoist, please do not ask."

"But please rest assured, Fellow Daoist Ming, only you and I know about this, and no third party will know about it. How about we work together to find the treasure?"

The villain chuckled and suggested cooperation.

"Treasure hunt together? If you really know the specific clues, why do you want to cooperate?"

The little emerald dragon snorted coldly.

"Indeed, Jin got this information through his disciple, and the content is a bit vague. But as long as Brother Ming knows the specifics, it will be fine."

The villain said leisurely.

"You're threatening me!"

The Emerald Dragon's voice turned cold.

"How dare Jin do such a thing? I proposed cooperation because I have something that can help you find treasure."

"After we find the treasure, you and I can split it equally. It won't hurt the relationship and both of us will be happy. Isn't that wonderful?"

The villain shook his head and waved his hands.

"You...Hey, someone's coming!"

The Emerald Dragon was furious and was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed and he suddenly looked up towards somewhere in the sky.

In that mysterious space, the Emerald Dragon and the Golden Man seemed to have sensed something strange. The Golden Man's eyes flickered and he looked in the same direction, his face darkening.

He said slowly:
"From the looks of it, the owner of this place should have returned, and the time calculation is roughly consistent. Fellow Daoist, you need to decide whether to cooperate as soon as possible."

"If a conflict really occurs and those old monsters in Tianyuan City are alarmed, I'm afraid you and I will return empty-handed."

"According to the rules of Tianyuan City, all treasures found by the owner of a spiritual land belong to the owner."

His tone changed from nonchalant at first to serious.

The Emerald Dragon's eyes flickered several times, and after a long breath, he said helplessly:
"Okay, I will agree to cooperate for now, but there is no way we can share the treasure equally."

"Let's find another suitable place to discuss the specific terms of cooperation."

"It is not advisable to stay here for long. According to my disciple, although this person is only a Divine Transformation cultivator, his spiritual awareness is quite powerful. Don't let him be aware of our presence."

"Haha, your words are enough! We will leave now."

The golden man nodded with satisfaction, and grabbed the air with one hand, and a small purple umbrella appeared in his hand.

The small umbrella shook gently and instantly turned into a purple halo, covering Fatty Jin and himself.

Then, the two of them disappeared without a trace in a flash of purple light.

"Purple Maple Umbrella! I didn't expect that Old Demon Jin would bring out such a magical treasure. It seems that he really came prepared. Let's go too."

When the little emerald dragon saw the purple umbrella, he couldn't help feeling depressed.

He called out to the man with raised eyebrows, and then a small banner of hazy five colors was ejected.

After the small flag rotated once in the air, it transformed into colorful clouds, wrapped the two people, and then disappeared into the ground.

At this time and place, there was silence, as if no one had ever been there.

About a meal's time had passed when a green light flashed across the sky from afar.

In that escaping light, there was a young man with ordinary looks.

It’s Yan Yun!

When the green light flew over the depression, it suddenly stopped, circled around the nearby void for several circles, and then the light gradually converged.

Yan Yun's figure was suspended in the air at a low altitude. He looked around with a hint of doubt on his face.

He just felt vaguely that there seemed to be a trace of fighting here. Although it was extremely weak and fleeting, he was sure that his perception was correct.

An invisible contest is quietly unfolding.

Although the villain and the emerald dragon are both Void-Refining cultivators, their powers are limited because they are only the bodies of a split soul and an incarnation respectively.

Faced with Yan Yun, who had practiced the Dayan Jue and whose spiritual awareness far exceeded that of his peers, their actions could not escape his keen perception.

Although the two moved quickly and tried to leave quietly, Yan Yun still caught the unusual aura with his powerful spiritual sense.

He immediately sped up, trying to catch up with the two, but he was obviously a step too slow.

Yan Yun did not give up. He released his divine sense and conducted a detailed search within the area of ​​hundreds of miles around him. Unfortunately, he found nothing.

This made his face darken, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. (End of this chapter)