Scientific cultivation of immortality: starting from making a wish

Chapter 115 Ling Xiefeng, Forest of Ten Thousand Steles

Evil Wind Valley.

800 miles away from Xuanhuang City.

This place appeared several times when Chen Mo made a wish, but there was no rumor about this valley among the immortal cultivators on Blue Star.

It is obvious that the Lord of the Evil Wind Valley is a reclusive master who specializes in array formations. He does not want to be disturbed by ordinary people, so he has kept his reputation secret.

"Spirit Stone, Talisman, Sea King Halberd"

After checking the belongings he carried with him, Chen Mo quickly set off towards the Evil Wind Valley.

"Evil Wind Valley Master Ling Xiefeng, I don't know if this person is a Blue Star cultivator or a native creature of the Blood Netherworld."

"Logically speaking, Nangong Qi should have noticed it at such a close distance to Xuanhuang City. I wonder if the other party has a high level of formation skills or has no ill intentions towards Blue Star, so he can hide here safely."

Soon after.

Chen Mo followed the instructions on the map and came to a quiet valley.

The valley is surrounded by vast green mountains and shrouded in clouds and mist, making it seem isolated from the world.

However, when Chen Mo arrived at the valley, he found an ancient formation in the valley. It was made up of ingenious runes and natural rocks and trees. The formation in the valley could be changed at any time, making it difficult for him to grasp and he could not step into it at all.

After several attempts, Chen Mo had no choice but to stand outside and shout helplessly.

"I am Chen Mo, a cultivator from Xuanhuang City. I would like to ask the master of Evil Wind Valley to come in and see me."

"I am Chen Mo, a cultivator from Xuanhuang City. I would like to ask the master of Evil Wind Valley to come in and see me."

Chen Mo's loud voice echoed in the silent valley.

However, there was still no movement in the formation at the valley entrance.

"I am Chen Mo, a cultivator from Xuanhuang City. I would like to ask to come in and see Senior Ling."

The valley was still shrouded in clouds and mist, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, as if there was really no one in the valley.

In fact, at this moment, there was an elegant courtyard building in the valley. There was a man whose clothes looked a little messy, with flowing white hair casually tied with a cloth belt. He had a slender figure and looked middle-aged, but his temperament was a little free and easy, and an elusive evil spirit revealed in the depths of his dark pupils.

Hearing Chen Mo's shout outside, a hint of confusion emerged in Ling Xiefeng's deep eyes.

"A monk from Blue Star."

"Strange, how does this kid know my last name?"

"Forget it. Nangong Qi and those old guys from Linghai Sect will have a fight sooner or later. I don't want to get involved in this."

After reading it, Ling Xiefeng ignored Chen Mo outside.

Anyway, Chen Mo couldn't come in, so he left automatically after calling a few times.

"Senior, please meet and chat."

Chen Mo stood outside the valley and called out a few times but got no response, and he frowned.

"Good fellow, you are pretending to be deaf and dumb, aren't you?"

"Wait till I shout out the Panlong Formation Sutra, and see if you can see it."

Chen Mo gathered his thoughts and spoke suddenly in a calm and composed manner.

"Since you, the senior, do not want to see me, then it means that you have no chance to learn the Panlong Formation Sutra from me."

After saying that, Chen Mo turned and walked out of the mountain path.

"Panlong Formation Sutra?"

Ling Xiefeng's eyes suddenly widened.

"This kid has the Panlong Formation Sutra!"

"Shh."

Chen Mo felt a sudden change in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he had arrived in an ancient courtyard. A white-haired monk with some evil intentions was looking at him deeply.

"Boy, do you really have the Panlong Formation Sutra?"

Ling Xiefeng stared at Chen Mo and said quietly.

Chen Mo met the other person's deep eyes, clasped his fists and responded without any timidity.

"Yes, I have long heard that the Valley Master is a senior who has mastered the art of formation. Now that I have obtained clues about the Panlong Formation Sutra, I have come here to make a deal with Senior Ling."

Hearing Chen Mo's serious words.

Ling Xiefeng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"I've heard that for a long time."

"He has been living in seclusion here for hundreds of years. Apart from the one he met with Nangong Qi, who among the people of Blue Star would know that he has mastered the formation?"

"However, although this kid is full of nonsense, he does reveal a weirdness."

"How did he know that I was thirsty for the Panlong Formation Sutra?"

Ling Xiefeng looked Chen Mo up and down.

"Where's the Panlong Formation Sutra? Bring it here."

Ling Xiefeng suddenly stretched out his hand towards Chen Mo.

"Senior, the Panlong Formation Scripture is not in my hands for the time being. As long as you agree to the deal, I can take you there to get it immediately."

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Ling Xiefeng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and an overwhelming momentum crushed towards Chen Mo.

"How dare you, you are making fun of me."

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Feeling the solemn aura surrounding him, Chen Mo remained fearless in the face of danger.

Since this person is the one chosen by the golden finger, he will naturally not harm himself.

Therefore, Chen Mo did not hesitate any longer and directly took out the broken Poseidon Halberd and stated his purpose.

"Senior, as long as you promise to help me unlock the seal of this halberd, I will immediately take you to find the Panlong Formation Sutra."

Looking at the broken Poseidon Halberd in Chen Mo's hand, Ling Xiefeng's eyes suddenly focused.

"Ancient Sealing Method."

"This halberd is not simple."

But he did not rush to take the Poseidon Halberd from Chen Mo's hand to check it, but asked back.

"Boy, do you know what the Panlong Formation Sutra is?"

Hearing this, Chen Mo nodded. "Of course."

"More than 10,000 years ago, the fundamental technique of the Panlong Immortal Sect that dominated the Chilan Region was the Panlong Formation Sutra. Senior is probably looking for this thing."

Chen Mo's voice landed with a resounding sound.

This forced Ling Xiefeng to take it seriously.

You should know that he collected countless books on formations and practiced formations for many years to enter the Tao. He was just one step away from obtaining the Panlong Formation Sutra and realizing the last step to become an immortal.

He would never let go of any clue.

"Shh."

I saw the spiritual power in his hand move.

The Poseidon Halberd that Chen Mo originally held in his hand has fallen into Ling Xiefeng's hands.

Ling Xiefeng's spiritual thoughts penetrated the seal of the Sea King's Halberd. After being silent for dozens of breaths, he suddenly spoke.

"This is the ancient Nine Netherworld Soul Sealing Formation."

"In a month, I can help you solve it."

After saying that, he threw the Poseidon Halberd back to Chen Mo and continued.

"The prerequisite is that you take me to get the Panlong Formation Sutra first."

After hearing the other party's request, Chen Mo did not hesitate at all.

"Okay, it's a deal."

"Then I will take you to find the Panlong Formation Sutra first, and you must immediately follow me to Baolianye Village to unlock the seal on this halberd."

After listening to Chen Mo's request, Ling Xiefeng thought about it for a moment and agreed.

"make a deal."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Chen Mo felt relieved.

"We are one step closer to restoring the Duxian Flag."

Moreover, Chen Mo did not see any sign of coveting the Poseidon Halberd in the other party's eyes.

This made Chen Mo feel more at ease.

"In that case, let's set off now."

Ling Xiefeng nodded and asked with concern: "Where is the Panlong Formation Sutra?"

"Panzhou, the remains of Panlong Immortal Sect."

Hearing Chen Mo's answer, Ling Xiefang's expression changed slightly and his voice became much colder.

"Boy, I have searched the Panlong Immortal Sect countless times. Are you kidding me?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said seriously.

"How dare you? You will know when you get here, Senior."

After saying that, Chen Mo turned around and walked out of the valley.

Looking at Chen Mo's confident back, Ling Xiefeng was half-believing and half-doubting.

"Humph, I don't think you would dare to do that."

"Otherwise, not only you, but your entire Blue Star's forces in Xuanzhou will have to pay the price for your reckless behavior."

After threatening harshly.

Ling Xiefeng took a few steps forward and grabbed Chen Mo's arm, then used his teleportation ability without waiting for Chen Mo to resist.

"Let's go, you're too slow."

When Chen Mo heard the other party's disdainful voice, he felt his left hand being grabbed by Ling Xiefeng.

Then he felt a force of energy surrounding him, and the familiar valley and woods around him disappeared in an instant.

The entire forest seemed to be disturbed by a strong airflow at the moment he disappeared, rustling, and there was an invisible energy twisting in the air.

A moment later, Chen Mo was caught by Ling Xiefeng and appeared in another place again, surrounded by an open plain.

Immediately afterwards, the environment around Chen Mo changed again, and this time a large lake appeared around him.

Just move again and again like this.

Chen Mo didn't know how much time had passed.

This time they landed in the ruins of a huge sacred mountain.

Here is a mountain that rises from the ground, steep cliffs, and waterfalls.
The surrounding area is full of spiritual energy, but there is no trace of human beings. Only some ruined stone temples on the mountain and some remaining traces of human excavation on the boulders can determine that this place must have been a magnificent sect's blessed land in the past.

At this point, Ling Xiefeng let go of Chen Mo's hand and spoke with a slightly complicated tone.

"We have arrived at the ruins of the Panlong Immortal Sect. Now you can tell me where the Panlong Formation Sutra is."

Chen Mo nodded and responded.

"Let's go to the cemetery on the back hill of Chaotian Peak."

"The Panlong Formation Sutra is right there."

After saying that, Chen Mo took the lead and flew into the air on a flying sword.

But it is obvious that Ling Xiefeng is very familiar with this place.

Upon hearing about the Chaotian Peak Cemetery, the other party pulled Chen Mo again and moved to the hillside of a huge peak facing the sky.

The mountainside is relatively flat and was once used as a cemetery by the Panlong Immortal Sect.

Although thousands of years have passed, you can still see the moss-covered stone tablets and ancient tombs on the mountainside.

"arrive."

"This is the Ten Thousand Stele Forest on Chaotian Peak of the Panlong Immortal Sect."

"But there are not many stone tablets that can be found now."

After landing, Ling Xiefeng's voice was full of emotion.

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Chen Mo, to see where this kid could dig out the Panlong Zhenjing for him.

Chen Mo nodded when he heard this, his eyes fixed on the ancient tombstones that appeared one by one.

1 seat, 2 seats, 3 seats.
72 seats.

(End of this chapter)