Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

"With this arrangement, if someone really possesses the Mysterious Soul-Slaying Sword, we can use this opportunity to divert the trouble. If the two tribes unfortunately lose the war, this group of people will become our hope for a comeback."

The monk elaborated in a solemn tone.

"Why is it so complicated? If we want to find out whether the Xuantian treasure is with these people, we can completely..."

The art of controlling the mind of the gods can be used to search for divine consciousness, but it is of no benefit to find out that the Tianxuan Soul-Slaying Sword is in the hands of our clan.

This thing is like a hot potato and is difficult to handle.

We cannot guarantee that there are no alien sleepers among the missionaries or the elders.

Once the news leaks out, the human race will instantly become the target of public criticism, and the demon race may withdraw from our alliance in order to protect themselves.

By then, the human race will surely perish.

We are not a powerful race, and we do not have the strength to guard the Xuantian treasure and wait for the True Spirit-level beings to come.

He even wanted to offer this treasure to other powerful races in order to seek protection, but the Shadow Clan and others might not give him the chance.

Therefore, it is wise to play dumb in order to deal with the impending war.

When it is not confirmed which tribe has the Xuantian treasure, the most likely ones to attack us are the coalition forces of the Wood Tribe and the Shadow Tribe.

With the strength of our two races, the human and demon, as well as Tianyuan City, we are fully capable of resisting.

The Eldar and Black Forks are currently in the middle of a fierce battle, and upon hearing this news, they will only fight more fiercely.

At worst, even if each of our tribes loses a large number of people, we can still meet the conditions for blood sacrifice to summon the Xuantian treasure.

No matter which clan this treasure originally belonged to, once it is summoned away, we will have survived this disaster.

However, in order to determine the outcome before those powerful races find us, this battle will be different from the past.
Once the war starts, the outcome will be decided within a few years, and its severity will be far greater than in the past.

Hey, most of the rulers of other tribes are tacitly aware of this.

Otherwise, have you ever heard of any tribe that is truly searching for the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword?

In fact, everyone is just actively preparing for the battle, the old monk said calmly.

When did you learn about this? Why didn't I get any news before?
Could it be that the elders are deliberately hiding this from me?
After hearing this, the Taoist's eyes flickered and he stood there for a long while. Then he asked with a little displeasure.

It's very simple. I did this after I knew that there was a problem with your identity.

I don't know whether I should call you Master Lei Luo or Lord Ziying at this moment.

The old monk's eyes flashed, and his tone suddenly turned cold without any sign.

What is Purple Shadow? What does Master Jin Yue mean by this?

The Taoist priest showed no sign of surprise, but instead frowned slightly.

Hey, it’s about time. It’s time for it to happen.

The old monk ignored the Taoist priest and glanced at the small incense burner in the corner.

There was a stick of incense burning on the incense burner, which was already half burned.

What time has it come?
No, this incense... The Taoist's eyes flashed purple and his expression changed suddenly.

Almost at the same moment, a purple shadow suddenly shot out from the Taoist priest and rushed straight towards the old monk opposite.

Ziying was restrained by the Four Divine Incense, and the old monk and the middle-aged Confucian scholar cooperated to successfully subdue him.

Unfortunately, Master Lei Luo was possessed by the purple shadow and ended up with a tragic end.

The monk chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice with a sad look on his face. In the blink of an eye, golden flames flew out and the Taoist's body turned into dust in the golden flames.

"As a general rule, although Ziying is as strong as our combined cultivators, with our friend Lei Luo's magical powers, he shouldn't have quietly possessed and perished."

"The only possibility is that my old friend was ambushed when he went to the wild world a hundred years ago."

"This purple shadow is extremely cunning and has been hiding in the city for many years without any flaws. If it weren't for the Holy Emperor's intervention, we would probably still be kept in the dark."

"This evil creature has been trying to gather ascended monks in recent years, claiming to provide them with protection, but in fact he has ill intentions."

The old monk sighed.

The middle-aged man is the famous master of Tianyuan Realm among the human race - Tianyuan Saint Emperor.

"However, in recent years, the ancient friends have indeed been somewhat biased towards the local cultivators. No wonder those ascended generations are full of resentment."

However, Holy Emperor Tianyuan smiled gently, as warm as a spring breeze.

During his years of seclusion and practice, the old monk neglected this matter.

However, faced with the current urgent crisis, he had to put aside these trivial matters temporarily.

The purple shadow has occupied Lei Luo's body for many years, and it is unknown how much information it has conveyed.

Therefore, the defense and prohibitions of Tianyuan City must be changed on a large scale to ensure safety. The monk looked gloomy, realizing the seriousness of the situation.

In an important meeting, the Council of Elders decided to discuss a major matter in detail. Ziying had important information, and Master Jinyue would be responsible for the detailed interrogation.

The middle-aged scholar nodded slightly and threw the jade bowl in his hand to the old monk.

"Thank you, Saint Emperor! It's a pity that those people sent to various tribes are probably in danger."

The old monk took the jade bowl with a look of regret on his face.

In order not to alert the enemy, we cannot intervene directly in this matter. We can only slightly adjust some of the manpower arrangements.

Expect ShadowClan to attack them along the way.

One can only hope they have enough luck to escape.

However, Tianyuan Saint Emperor sighed first, then asked:

“Is it really possible that these cultivators who have ascended in the last hundred years possess the Mysterious Heaven Soul-Slaying Sword?”

"How is this possible? What I just said is only three parts false and seven parts true. Once a mysterious object in one world is formed, it can indeed be brought to another world before spiritual communication is activated."

"But once this treasure leaves the interface it is in, it will lose the opportunity to communicate with spirits."

"Mysterious objects that cannot communicate with spirits are of little use, and cannot be displayed on the Chaos Ten Thousand Spirits List. I said this before only because I wanted to buy more time."

The old monk smiled faintly.

So that's how it is. The master's research on the Xuantian Treasure is indeed profound and admirable.

Yan Yun's mission is full of uncertainties. He and four other people are surrounding Bai Yun and fighting fiercely with some strange birds and beasts.

These strange birds are huge in size, with four wings on their backs, and look like bats that have been magnified several times, but their heads are like goats, with curved horns and open mouths revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs, making them look extremely ferocious.

Hundreds of strange birds spread their wings at the same time. A strange gray wind appeared out of nowhere, and lightning as thick as bowls shot out of their mouths.

Their strength is not inferior to that of Jindan cultivators, and their iron claws are extremely sharp, making them even more ferocious in close combat. If one were not a Shenhua cultivator, facing this group of strange birds and ancient beasts alone would definitely be a headache, and in order to reduce trouble, one might choose to temporarily avoid them.

Among Yan Yun and the other five people, there are direct descendants of the Zhenling family, as well as transformed demon cultivators from the seven major demon tribes, and a special person called Yan Yun.

When they encountered the crazy attack of the strange birds, they were able to slaughter them easily and one-sidedly while protecting the Lingyun giant boat.

The young man with the blood mole made hand gestures and controlled two white rainbows of light that were over ten feet long, covering the area over a hundred feet in front of him.

The identities of these two white rainbows are extremely mysterious, and no one knows what kind of amazing weapons they are.

Wherever its spiritual light went, strong winds and lightning were cut away; every time it flashed, one or several strange birds would be killed.

The young woman in black dress was surrounded by the raging black flames.

She did not use any magical powers, but just floated quietly in the air, motionless.

However, no matter whether it was a hurricane or lightning that struck her, it was ineffective.

Once the strange bird swoops down on you, as long as you get a little bit of the black flame on you, you will immediately turn into ashes.

Although these strange birds were extremely ferocious, after more than a dozen of them were killed in succession, they no longer dared to come close.

In a fierce battle, the white-browed young man displayed a unique fighting style.

He did not rely on any treasure and rushed straight into the flock of strange birds.

A pair of shiny black wings grew on its back, and its arms became abnormally thick, and it had transformed into a half-demon form.

During the battle, the figure of the white-browed young man flashed, and a black shadow was seen rushing through the flock of birds. Wherever it went, the strange birds were torn into pieces.

Blood rained down and the scene was extremely gory.

Yan Yun's performance was average. He released all of his Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords, and seventy-two several-foot-long golden lights swirled around his body.

These golden lights not only blocked the attacks of the monster birds, but also cut the nearby monster birds into two pieces one by one.

Among the few people, the one who seemed most relaxed was the girl in white robe named Ye Ying.

She held the jade pipa in her arms, and her ten tender, white fingers gently slid across the pipa strings.

Circles of deep yellow halos spread out layer by layer, and any strange birds that rushed up from nearby were hit by the halos.

The surface of the body will be covered with layers of gray-white strange substance, and then it will fall to the ground without being able to move at all, and be smashed into pieces on the ground.

It turns out that this pipa possesses an extremely rare ability to petrify people.

Although the five monks failed to use their most powerful magical powers, their actions still quickly and effectively eliminated hundreds of strange birds.

After the battle, they immediately gathered their magic power, transformed into streams of light, and disappeared into the giant cloud formed by the spirit boat.

A moment later, five people landed at the front of the jade boat.

Longdong looked around and sighed softly:
"I don't know where these strange birds came from, but they were able to see through the changes in the Lingyun Boat. It was really beyond my expectation."

His words resonated with several others.

Xiao Hong responded calmly:
"I have never heard of this strange bird. The wild world is vast and boundless, and there are many kinds of unknown ancient beasts. It is not surprising that we have never seen one."

"It's the first time that the Lingyun Boat has been discovered. I'm a little surprised."

The white-browed young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone revealed a hint of worry:
"This shows that we have entered deep into the wilderness, and the road ahead may be full of challenges. Although these strange birds are numerous, they are relatively easy to deal with."

"However, if we encounter a more powerful ancient beast, we may have to abandon the spirit boat in order to protect ourselves if necessary."

"This is common sense. If we really encounter a wild species like the Hundred-Eyed Giant as mentioned in the rumors, we are definitely no match for it. We should put saving our lives first."

Longdong suddenly turned around, smiled slightly at Yanyun and said.

Yan Yun nodded calmly without responding.

The girl in white robe smiled sweetly, then turned her gaze to the young woman in black skirt and asked:
"Sister Xiao, what you used before was the Black Phoenix Clan's innate magical power—the famous Black Flame!"

"The power of this flame is truly astonishing, and it really lives up to its reputation!"

Xiao Hong was slightly startled when she heard the girl's question. She frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, a strange look appeared in her eyes, and she slowly replied:

"Yes, this fire is indeed the black flame that I cultivated, but it is just a minor skill and not worth mentioning. But the pipa in Fellow Daoist Ye's hand reminds me of a legendary treasure."

"It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, a senior in the Heavenly Spirit Realm who was in the Fusion Stage refined a magical treasure called 'Chaling Pipa', which was listed on the Chaos Ten Thousand Spirits List and could perform the three great magical powers of petrification, melting gold, and freezing at the same time."

"I wonder if the treasure that Fellow Daoist Ye used earlier has any connection with this spiritual treasure?"

In that mysterious and profound world of immortals and heroes, a meaningful exchange quietly unfolds.

The girl responded with a smile:
"Sister Xiao, you never thought that I also know something about the treasures of the human race."

"The treasure in my hand is not the real Qia Ling Pipa that was famous back then, but it is a replica of an ancient treasure based on its exquisite structure."

"The only magical power it can perform is the miraculous art of petrification. In terms of power, it is far inferior to the original one."

The young woman nodded slightly and said slowly:
"I see. Even if it's just a replica, with this rare and hard-to-defend petrification ability, it's comparable to ordinary spiritual treasures."

At this time, Long Dong was listening to the conversation between the two girls, with a half-smile on his face.

However, as if he suddenly remembered something important from the past, he turned his gaze to Yan Yun and asked:
"Fellow Daoist Yan, the flying sword you practice is quite peculiar."

"There are as many as seventy-two flying swords, and they appear to be a complete set of exquisite combinations. Their power is extraordinary."

"This situation reminds me of a senior master who also ascended to the immortal world in the past."

"When that senior was at the late stage of the Void Refining Realm, he was able to compete with the combined cultivators without losing out at all, relying on the sword formation skillfully laid out by the seventy-two flying swords. This caused a great sensation in the immortal cultivation world at that time."

"However, the sword light displayed by that senior was all green, which is different from your magical flying sword, Brother Yan."

“I wonder if Fellow Daoist Yan’s flying sword also contains some mysterious sword formation magical power?”

Long Dong's eyes revealed a strong interest, and he seemed to be extremely concerned about the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword that Yan Yun had previously used.

In the realm of immortals, Yan Yun was slightly moved when he heard about his predecessors. He modestly practiced flying swords and only won by numbers, and had never touched the way of sword formations.

The girl in white robe mentioned the senior "Qing Yuanzi", calling him a strange man who created his own martial arts and practiced sword formations.

However, there has been no news of this predecessor since he entered the wilderness many years ago. If we can inherit his legacy, there may be hope of advancing to the fusion stage.

Longdong smiled calmly upon hearing this. Yan Yun remained silent for a long time. From his name, magic weapon to his own creation, all pointed to Qing Yuanzi as the senior from the lower world who created the Qing Yuan Sword Art.

Yan Yun was quite surprised to learn the whereabouts of this strange man. Unfortunately, he had already embarked on the path of dual cultivation of Dharma and body. Otherwise, following the Qingyuan Sword Art and seeking the inheritance of Qingyuanzi would be the right way.

Yan Yun thought about what was going on in his mind as he bowed slightly to the rest of the people without changing his expression. He then turned into a beam of light and instantly flew to the top of the jade boat, where he sat cross-legged alone.

Seeing this, Xiaohong and the young man with the blood mole and others looked at each other, then laughed and dispersed.

Some returned to their own quiet rooms to continue their cultivation, while others went to other places in Jade Boat to handle affairs. (End of this chapter)