Mortal: I have the body of five thunders, and I marry Chen Qiaoqian!

The words were still ringing in his ears when the sounds of a dragon's roar and a tsunami were suddenly heard a hundred miles away. Nine water tornadoes broke through the sea and rose into the sky, condensing in the void into the image of the Guixu Star Map.

The Ice Soul Sword Intent left by Fairy Yinqin still lingered between the sea and the sky. Chen Yun stared at the flashing south direction mark on the star map, a slight smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

Recalling the past, the blood pattern that appeared between Nangong Wan's eyebrows when the power of the seal took effect was surprisingly similar to the Scarlet Phoenix mark at the core of the star map at this moment.

Suddenly, Chen Yun put his fingers together like swords and drew a talisman in the air, which caused the seventy-two sea-suppressing steles to resonate in unison. The spiritual veins in the seabed suddenly changed their course like a giant dragon swinging its tail.

"Go and tell the Six Paths Supreme Saints."

Chen Yun stepped on the sound waves that were becoming more and more substantial and strode towards the Guixu illusion.

After parting ways with Bing Feng, Chen Yun put the Xu Tian Ding into his sleeve and turned into a green rainbow and flew away from the island.

He had no intention of seeking trouble on this trip, but wanted to determine the location, explore the situation in the Sea of ​​Stars, and then plan to return to Kuixing Island to explore the ancient teleportation array.

The monk named Gan actually took the initiative to step forward and show goodwill, which saved him a lot of worries.

With his current level of cultivation, he was not afraid of the traps set by ordinary cultivators, so he simply accepted the invitation.

The Yuanying Taoist priest surnamed Gan suppressed the joy on his brows, first sent a message to his sect with a golden talisman, and then led Chen Yun on the escape light into the deep sea of ​​clouds.

On the way, we talked about the origin of this island, and learned that this place was called Kumen, a ferry crossing to the mysterious world governed by the Huangsha Gate, with more than a hundred mortal towns scattered around it.

Looking north three million miles away from the sea, the Star Ascension Platform of the Twelve Star Islands can be seen faintly among the mist and waves. It is the key point under the jurisdiction of the Inner Sea Star Palace.

Chen Yun's sea of ​​consciousness was filled with maps of ancient seas and territories, and he was secretly deducing the direction.

It only takes ten days to sail to Tianxing City. If you take the route through the former site of Kuixing, you must pass through the jurisdiction of Xinggong.

Although there are several times more monsters in the Chaos Star Sea than in the South Abyss, the inner elixirs of ordinary small monsters are not worthy of their attention.

As for the transformed demon cultivators who are above the eighth calamity, a small trick like the Colorful Illusion will never work for them. Otherwise, they can explore the secret realm in the outer sea to look for that ray of opportunity.

The escaping light passed over the important coastal town and penetrated thousands of feet into the island.

Suddenly, a sacred peak pierced through the dome, and jade palaces floated in the misty purple air.

A few feathers of immortal birds danced around the beams, clearly the work of immortals who moved mountains and ridges.

"Huangshamen put a lot of thought into setting up the Nine Palaces Maze."

Chen Yun glanced at the monk who was leading the way, with sarcasm hidden in his eyes.

The Yuanying named Gan understood the elegant meaning of the music when he heard it, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.

From the perspective of a true practitioner, how is this ostentatious display of rare treasures any different from the gilding of mortal merchants?
Before he landed on the ground, the ethereal sound of heavenly music suddenly came.

Two teams of female cultivators dressed in palace costumes came out from the jade steps in an orderly manner.

The first three people were the Jindan monks seen at the port earlier.

At this moment, they all bowed their heads and looked at Chen Yun out of the corner of their eyes, with a hint of fear in their awe.

Chen Yun walked calmly into the main hall.

The furnishings in the hall are not as extravagant as those outside. The green jade table and the thousand-year-old dark wooden chairs actually reveal a sense of returning to nature.

When the host and the guests took their seats, the three Jindan cultivators only dared to stand in the corner of the hall.

"Have there been any changes in Xinghai in recent years?"

Chen Yun asked, going straight to the point.

Although the cultivator surnamed Gan was full of doubts, he still told the story of the fight between the righteous and evil forces for the ancient cultivator's relics, the frequent and unusual movements of monsters in the outer sea, and so on.

Hearing that the chaos was more serious than before, Chen Yun tapped the table with his fingers, and stars flickered in his eyes.

After being silent for about half an incense stick of time, the monk surnamed Gan could no longer hold back:
"When Daoyou appeared, that empty palace, could it be the legendary Xutian Palace?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he secretly regretted his rudeness.

"Tao friendly eyesight."

A ray of lightning condensed from Chen Yun's fingertips, steaming the spiritual tea on the table into mist.

"Chen was only trapped in the palace for a short period of time, and was only able to escape recently."

"I see!"

After observing the expression on his face, the cultivator surnamed Gan asked about another matter: "That silver-shirted fairy..."

They are just fellow Taoists who are trapped in Xutian Palace together, and each of them has other important tasks to attend to.

Chen Yun raised his hand slightly, interrupting the words, and then suddenly raised his sleeves.

In an instant, two objects emitting spiritual light and exuding a mysterious aura appeared on the table.

One of them is the Silver Ring Thunder, and the other is the Yellow Spear Soul Capture.

Both of them are ancient treasures that were obtained in the Xu Ling Palace after much difficulty, and they contain endless mysterious power and precious value.

Chen Yun looked stern and said with a firm gaze:

"Mid-level spirit stones, as well as rare materials such as Heavenly Fire Sand and Mysterious Yin Iron are all what Chen needs at the moment. If you have high-level spirit stones, these two ancient treasures can be exchanged."

When the monk named Gan heard this, his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes revealed a trace of shock and awe that was difficult to conceal.

I saw that the lightning patterns engraved on the surface of the silver ring seemed to have life, as if a living creature was slowly moving around, flashing heart-pounding electric light.

The sharp blade of the yellow spear continued to exude a fierce murderous aura, as if it could cut through the void, causing the temperature in the entire hall to drop suddenly, making people shudder.

If an ancient treasure of this quality were put on display at the prestigious auction in Xinggong.

I am afraid that it will trigger a bloody and tragic battle, and the monks from all sides will inevitably fight to the death.

"There are about two thousand mid-level spirit stones in the sect's treasury. The list of all the required materials is here."

As the monk surnamed Gan spoke, he wiped the sweat that was quietly seeping from his forehead and continued with a little nervousness.

"They are just high-level spirit stones... There are only seven left now. If you don't mind..."

"can."

Chen Yun flicked his fingers lightly and took the jade slip into his hand.

When his spiritual consciousness swept across the jade slip like a tide, a hint of coldness suddenly appeared at the corners of his lips.

It turned out that there was a secret peeping pattern hidden at the end of the jade slip. This little trick was completely invisible in front of the powerful consciousness of the late Nascent Soul.

The cultivator surnamed Gan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his purple palace, as if he was pierced by a sharp gaze.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to apologize, he saw that the other party had already withdrawn the terrifying pressure.

It seemed as if the murderous intent that had just been revealed was nothing more than an illusion.

At the same time, in this mysterious world of practice, an ancient and mysterious message is circulating.

The third restriction of Xutian Ding can only be opened by playing "Jiuyou Yin" on the Tianmoqin.

The Xutian Ding is a mysterious treasure that contains endless mysteries and powerful power.

The method to open the third level of restriction is shrouded in a mysterious fog, attracting countless cultivators to explore and ponder it.

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and nine ancient bronze lamps whizzed out of his sleeves. As the flames of the lamps flickered and rose, a wonderful scene suddenly appeared: the snowy plains of the Great Jin Icefield.

The thirty-six spatial coordinates of the mysterious and misty Tiannan secret realm slowly unfold in the void like a scroll.

Gan Lin's eyes were stunned as he stared at the figure that was gradually disappearing into the void. The star plate in his hand seemed to have suffered an invisible heavy blow and instantly turned into dust.

In the depths of the South China Sea, the dull sound of bells spread out like the roar of a prehistoric beast.

On the seventy-two islands, many monks looked up and saw that the sky seemed to be torn apart by the hands of gods, and a blue passage suddenly appeared.

This is a cross-border rift that can only be torn open by extraordinary cultivators above the realm of refining emptiness with their omnipotent powers.

In the past, it was recorded in the Huangshamen scriptures that the legendary miraculous phenomenon of "Qinglian Attesting the Way" had reappeared in the world today without any warning.

The monk surnamed Gan's eyes slowly swept across the two ancient treasures on the table. His throat trembled slightly, as if there were thousands of words stuck in his throat.

Looking at the surface of the silver ring, the lightning patterns seemed to be a thousand-year-old sleeping dragon suddenly waking up, winding and moving, with the sound of wind and thunder faintly heard.

Looking at the yellow spear again, the strong murderous aura between its inhalation and exhalation seemed to be tangible, and it actually caused a layer of fine frost to condense on the jade floor of the hall in an instant.

Even with the profound concentration of a Nascent Soul cultivator, it would be difficult to suppress the slight desire for an ancient treasure of this quality.

"There are still seven high-level spirit stones in our sect."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Chen Yun's eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It is well known in the cultivation world that the spiritual energy in the starry sea is thin. It is unexpected that a mere medium-sized sect can have such a profound foundation.

The monk surnamed Gan noticed his expression, then he stroked his long beard and said with a smile:
"This matter started from the change in the spirit stone veins in the outer sea a hundred years ago..."

The speech slowed down, and he succinctly explained the secret confrontation between the Xinggong, the Anti-Star Alliance and the transformed demon.

When Chen Yun heard that "mineral veins appeared in the alien sea", a gleam of light flashed in his eyes - the spiritual source needed to refine humanoid puppets might be found here this time.

"The Star Palace teleportation array is only three thousand miles away from here."

Chen Yun tapped the table with his fingertips, and the thousand-year-old dark wood actually showed tiny cracks, like a spider web.

The storage bag on his waist was glowing, and the jade slip containing the cultivation materials had fallen into the hands of the yellow-robed man.

After the yellow-robed man took the order and left, the cultivator named Gan took the opportunity to ask about the method of cultivation.

Chen Yun casually spoke out the essence of the evil way's "Blood Evil Soul-Splitting Technique" and the righteous way's "Taixu Qi-Inducing Technique", and in just a few words he pointed out the key to the cultivation of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The old man in green standing in the corner of the hall listened with fascination, and the light of enlightenment even shone faintly from his temples.

Four hours later, a beam of light streaked across the sky.

The storage bag presented by the yellow-robed man was bulging like a mountain. Seven high-level spirit stones in it had dragon patterns on them. These were the "Panchi Crystal Marrow" produced from the deep-sea spirit veins.

Chen Yun swept his spiritual sense over it, suddenly sneered, and in the blink of an eye, the mind-seeing talisman hidden in the jade slip turned into green smoke and dissipated.

"Farewell."

At the moment when the green rainbow shot out of the temple gate like lightning, the soothing breath of the enchanting woman was still floating in the air, and the cultivator named Gan had already quickly performed some magic spells.

The twelve coiled dragon pillars seemed like giant beasts that had been awakened, and they instantly emitted a roaring sound.

The green light curtain was like a giant inverted glass cup, covering everyone tightly.

"Master is indeed a little too cautious..."

Before the woman could finish her words, she was stared at by a fierce gaze.

The old man in green robes fixed his gaze on the clouds outside the palace. Suddenly, his voice trembled slightly as he said:
"The Blood Order of the Anti-Star Alliance from two hundred years ago... and that portrait!"

When the yellow-robed man heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and the ghost-faced jade slip in his storage bag seemed to have a spirit and jumped into the old man's palm by itself.

As the light and shadow flickered, a portrait of a young Chen Yun suddenly appeared. The murderous aura revealed between his brows was completely different from what he had seen before.

The cultivator surnamed Gan probed his consciousness into the jade slip, and his expression gradually became as solemn as heavy iron:
"The bounty order for a Jindan-stage... has now reached the late Yuanying stage..."

At this moment, thunder suddenly exploded outside the hall, and everyone was silent.

Outside the light curtain, the falling peach blossoms gently touched the barrier and instantly turned into a hideous and terrifying ghost face.

The monk surnamed Gan flicked his sleeves, removed the restriction, looked at the lightning marks that had not yet dissipated in the sky, and murmured slightly:

"This kind of extraordinary person... Huang Shamen should just pretend that he has never seen him before."

The middle-aged monk surnamed Gan heard the discussions around him and showed suspicion on his face, with a lot of disbelief in his words:

"Ridiculous! In just a moment, didn't they break through from the Jindan stage to the Yuanying stage?"

However, he still reached out to take the jade slip, and his spiritual consciousness permeated it.

But inside the jade slip, an illusion suddenly appeared. A man in a green shirt stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his lips. It was none other than Chen Yun who had just escaped.

This phantom looks and behaves exactly like Chen Yun, and no one else can imitate it.

In an instant, the monk surnamed Gan felt an upsurge of emotions and could hardly control himself.

Then he weighed the words and sentences carefully, and read what was written on the jade slip carefully. Only then did he regain his consciousness, his face solemn, and he remained silent for a long time.

Seeing this situation, not only the old man in white clothes and the sturdy man in yellow robe held their breath and calmed down.

Even the usually gentle girls held their breath and waited, hoping that this senior master would come up with a good plan.

"This time, I am being reckless. The wanted person of the Anti-Star Alliance is indeed Fellow Daoist Chen Yun who just left. However, you must keep silent about this matter."

"The Anti-Star Alliance has an extraordinary foundation, and now that Fellow Daoist Chen has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, he is no longer the kind of person who can be bullied by others as he was in the past."

The jade seal in Elder Gan's sleeve condensed slightly, and his spiritual consciousness swept across the three peaks like a cold wave.

"Kumen Island is a tiny place. Let alone offend the anti-Star Alliance, even if Fellow Daoist Chen attacks casually, our mountain protection formation will be difficult to protect."

The three blue-shirted deacons felt a chill down their spines, and immediately swore with one hand: "We will obey the law!"

"Starting from now, the mountain will be closed for ten years."

Three jade talismans appeared on Elder Gan's fingertips.
"The three of you should each return to your caves and retreat. The disciples of Tianshu Peak, Kaiyang Peak, and Yaoguang Peak are not allowed to leave the island without permission. Order the Law Enforcement Hall to strengthen patrols on the mountain, and do not activate the sect protection formation unless there is a major incident."

Before he finished speaking, blood-red forbidden runes appeared on the black iron token on his waist.

"The North Sea Star Palace has been making frequent movements. Recently, an unknown powerful being has appeared on Liubo Mountain. I'm afraid that the Chaos Star Sea will be in chaos and blood will break out..."

After the three men left, he was in charge of preparing all matters related to closing the mountain.

At this time, in the hall, only the middle-aged man named Gan was sitting on the main seat.

The dim light flickered, reflecting his unpredictable face. It seemed that he had many worries lingering in his mind, making it difficult for him to make a decision.

After a long while, he sighed slowly, his face full of self-mockery, and whispered softly:

"Forget it. Even if this person is really the one who got the Xutian Ding back then, what does it have to do with me?"

"There may be someone in this world who can snatch the treasure from the great monk, but that person is definitely not me. If this matter is leaked, I am afraid that I will be killed."

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and his figure turned into a long blue rainbow, disappearing in an instant, leaving no one knowing where he went. (End of this chapter)