This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 223 is different from what I imagined.

It must be said that Zhuang Lin is quite imaginative. Since it is possible that it is that place, it is inevitable that it will be connected with the things in his memory.

"Are Dao Yanzi and your sect leader still inside that secret realm?"

The elder of Yanzhen Sect thought for a moment before answering.

"That's not entirely accurate. When we arrived, the Sect Leader and my uncle had just arrived. They might not have entered the true inner realm yet, but rather were somewhere between the murals and that secret realm! We can't pinpoint the exact location. My uncle's suggestion is that if we can find you, it would be best if you could go and see for yourself."

The elders of the Yanzhen Sect added some more details, which helped everyone understand more.

Firstly, some disciples of the Yanzhen Sect perished in that secret realm. Therefore, the experts of the Yanzhen Sect were both furious and bound by their original mission, and thus became entangled with the corresponding secret realm within that dilapidated temple.

The elders of Yanzhen Sect came here not only to inform others of the situation, but also because they hoped to see Zhuang Lin directly so that the senior could confirm it in person.

Upon hearing this suggestion, Zhuang Lin nodded in agreement without much thought.

"Alright, I will now head to the Taihang Mountains with you all. Hongyu, go back and inform everyone of this matter. Hui'er, you two stay in Xiangyang. Fellow Daoist Wuming and I will go there!"

Liu Hongyu opened his mouth, thought for a moment, and then replied, "Yes."

The elder of Yanzhen Sect felt a sudden urge and subconsciously looked around. He didn't see anyone else, but judging from Senior Zhuang's words, there should be another expert.

It was an urgent matter anyway, so they didn't say much in the restaurant. The group left one after another, and then a streak of light flashed and disappeared over Xiangyang City.

Although Liu Hongyu also wanted to go and see, he still obeyed the order to leave, saying he would go back and inform everyone. In reality, he was just told not to go because it might be too dangerous, and Liu Hongyu understood this.

Zhuang Lin could use his sword to transform into a rainbow the fastest, but there were too many people to carry with him. Moreover, the people from the Yanzhen Sect were quite powerful, so it was even more difficult to carry them. Therefore, the elders of the Yanzhen Sect directly rode the Dharma Cloud to travel at high speed.

During this process, the people of Yanzhen Sect also supplemented many details that they had not had time to finish, and gave a general account of what Yanzhen Sect had done during this period.

Based on the nodes deduced from the Taihang geomantic map, the dilapidated temple found so far is indeed the most likely, but it differs from some things that Zhuang Lin currently knows, or rather, from what the evil Buddha Jiedi said.

Aside from the fact that the location was relatively consistent with previous deductions and that there was a dilapidated temple, the area connected by the murals in the temple seemed more like a secret realm where ancient demons had been cultivating for many years.

However, the Yanzhen Sect members were also very curious. Although Senior Zhuang had said that two people would go, they saw him traveling alone with them. However, no one asked any further questions about this.
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In the afternoon, the group arrived at the Taihang Mountains, but the mountains were so vast that they were unable to reach their destination.

However, the people of the Yanzhen Sect have their own sense of energy and will not go astray. As they continue forward, they gradually approach that area. At this time, the energy between heaven and earth also begins to become disordered.

"Senior, we're almost there. You've been hiding for many years, so there's no need for you to reveal yourself. You only need to observe, no need to show yourself!"

What the elder of Yanzhen Sect said at this moment was obviously a fact known and accepted within Yanzhen Sect. Zhuang Lin was a senior of the True Dao Sect. He had been hiding for a long time and must have some plans. Now that his grand plan had not been realized, he could not be easily exposed.

The True Daoist sects are all of one mind, and the best thing the Yanzhen Sect can do now is to provide cover.

Dao Yanzi and the others are doing just that. After all, some disciples of the sect have indeed gone missing. Given the temperament of True Dao cultivators, it's normal that they wouldn't let it go easily, right?
"Alright, I, Zhuang, will not reveal myself easily!"

Zhuang Lin readily agreed. Now was not the time to concern himself with trivial matters. He looked at the distant sky and earth, sensing the obstruction of energy flow. Clearly, some great formation was influencing them.

"Boom——"

A loud bang came from afar, and then the noise grew louder and louder, with streaks of light visibly blooming in the far distance.

They've already started fighting?

Zhuang Lin was startled. Before he could even ask, the elder of Yanzhen Sect spoke first.

"Senior, it seems a fight has already broken out. Please do not intervene. Witness our methods! You few keep an eye on the senior, I'm going to lend a hand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder of Yanzhen Sect, who had seemed very composed throughout, transformed into a gust of wind and rushed out. This change caught Zhuang Lin off guard, leaving only Zhuang Lin and three inner disciples of Yanzhen Sect on the cloud of Fayun.

The three disciples instinctively looked at Zhuang Lin. "We're taking care of our senior? Are you kidding me?"

"Let me do it!"

As Zhuang Lin said this, his magical power surged forth and gently took over the power to control the magic clouds. The clouds then continued to extend and rise, seemingly merging into the clouds in the sky in an instant.

In an unnamed ravine in the Taihang Mountains, there once stood a dilapidated temple. The temple had been neglected for years and seemed to be unattended, but today it witnessed a scene of dramatic upheaval.

At this moment, above the small temple, Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu, the head of the Yanzhen Sect, are joining forces to fight against a huge demonic shadow.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

As the dark wind blew, the nearby dark clouds began to cover the sky, creating an eerie and ghostly atmosphere.

Two beams of light descended from the sky. Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu had used some of their true abilities in this attack. The brilliance of their magic weapons was like a bolt of lightning, striking the demonic energy that was rising like a tornado.

"Rumble--"

The collision of the two forces created a thunderous sound, causing the surrounding mountains to shake and the trees within to sway violently.
"Hahahaha. Is this what they call 'showing me what's what's what's what's what? Hahahaha."

A wild laugh echoed from the demonic wind, startling Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu, who were both shrouded in their own spiritual light in the sky.

Although that attack wasn't delivered with full force, it would still be difficult to withstand if the two of them attacked together, yet the opponent was completely unharmed.
"Here you go, roar—"

A loud shout suddenly erupted from the black tornado, followed by two beams of light, almost identical to the previous streaks of light, shooting directly at Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu. "Not good!" "Uncle-Master, dodge!"

The two reminded each other, but neither was able to dodge immediately; one made a hand seal while the other directly attacked.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Two loud bangs echoed in the sky, and Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu were sent flying far away.

Several experts from the Yanzhen Sect in the distance also showed surprise, and even the elder who had just rushed close was immediately stopped.

"This fiend's cultivation is extraordinary; disciples of the Yanzhen Sect, do not advance!"

This was Chang Ruoyu's telepathic message, which reached the ears of every outer disciple of the Yanzhen Sect.

However, at the same time as they transmitted their voices, Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu launched another attack in perfect unison. Two beams of immortal light swirled back and forth near the giant tornado, creating a series of explosions in an instant.

The tornado seemed to have finally broken down a bit, revealing some clues.

Just as Zhuang Lin had received earlier, it had a single horn on its head, fangs in its mouth, and a huge, imposing blue-red body. Even though Zhuang Lin was at a distance, he could clearly feel the terrifying oppressive aura and the horrifying demonic presence.

Zhuang Lin stared solemnly at the battle in the distance, which had been almost entirely one-sided so far, his mind churning with thoughts.

Both ghost and demon, with an aura soaring to the heavens, Zhuang Lin couldn't help but think of the One-Horned Ghost King, the leader of the seventy-two demon kings of Huaguo Mountain, in terms of both appearance and the feeling of his aura.

But this is somewhat counterintuitive, or rather, it overturns Zhuang Lin's original understanding.

In Zhuang Lin's original understanding, the Demon Kings of the Seventy-Two Caves should all be weaklings, right?

The current situation is actually able to suppress Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu's joint attack. These two are the only two Nascent Soul experts in the Yanzhen Sect. Although neither of them has used their Nascent Soul to reveal their trump cards, this is still somewhat counterintuitive.

However, one thing reassured Zhuang Lin: although the one-horned demon was powerful, it seemed to lack agility, so Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu should have no problem protecting themselves.

The two experts from the Yanzhen Sect gradually became more and more enraged, feeling humiliated, and their attacks grew increasingly fierce. However, they felt they couldn't inflict much damage on the terrifying monster, while each attack posed an ever-growing threat.
Correspondingly, the commotion was considerable, with mountains collapsing, the earth tearing apart, and sandstorms obscuring the sky. The battle between the demons and the two beams of immortal light also stirred up aftershocks of magical power collisions.

A bloodlust tinged with the scent of blood was growing stronger and stronger.

Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu, two beams of light, converged in the sky, with the former looking at the latter.

"Master, my nephew, I am leaving my primordial spirit; you must protect my physical body!"

"it is good!"

This is a must-do.

Zhuang Lin was far away at the edge of the rolling dark clouds, but when he saw the five-colored light on Dao Yanzi's body begin to appear, he immediately realized that Dao Yanzi was about to release his primordial spirit. He knew that such a desperate move was dangerous, so he immediately tried to send a telepathic message to tell them to retreat temporarily.

But just then, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky.

"You wretched creature, how dare you act so presumptuously—"

"Rumble--"

Amidst the thunder, a giant golden hand descended, striking the mountains with immense force. Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu instantly fled a thousand feet away, while the enormous demon raised its hand to resist.

"Boom——"

A ring of mountains and rocks exploded on the ground, followed by a golden light falling from the sky, transforming into a huge golden pagoda that descended upon the land.

As the pagoda shrank, the wind and clouds gradually subsided, and the pagoda finally settled in the valley below, where the weather instantly became calm and sunny.

A burly figure shrouded in golden Buddhist light emerged from the dissipating dark clouds in the sky, and then looked down at the Yanzhen Sect members who were still in the air.

"This is the demon realm that I guard and protect. You are all immortal cultivators. You do not ask to guard this place together, nor should you disturb it. Releasing the demons here will surely cause widespread suffering!"

Shamen Tianwang!

Although they had never seen this Dharma form before, Dao Yanzi and Chang Ruoyu immediately understood that this must be the Shamen Heavenly King.

"Uncle-Master, our strength is insufficient, and it seems we cannot uncover much more today. Let us not entangle ourselves any longer!"

Dao Yanzi was unwilling, but he couldn't say anything at the moment. However, he couldn't just leave like that.

"Who are you? Could such a radiant aura be that of a venerable Buddhist master? We did not intend to disrupt the feng shui of this place, but a disciple of our sect has gone missing here. How can we remain indifferent? And upon seeing this fiend, how can we not take action?"

"Your disciple has trespassed into the Demon Realm, and this calamity is his destiny. Do not linger any longer, and leave!"

The Buddha's radiant form descended to the mountain hollow, sat cross-legged with its hands clasped together in front of the dilapidated temple, and then fell silent, seemingly ignoring the thoughts of others.

Zhuang Lin remained hidden in the distance, watching. The scene before him felt very unreal, mainly because the demon was suppressed so easily, as if it had been withdrawn at the slightest touch, and had shrunk back immediately upon seeing the Buddha's light.

Zhuang Lin had a strange sense of familiarity with this feeling, as if he were playing a character from the later, degenerate age, and the person in front of him was also acting.

(End of this chapter)