Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 224 Make a friend
The two looked at each other and saw a hint of strangeness in each other's eyes.

Han Chengran's gaze shifted, his brows furrowed as he whispered, "Li Delin, I don't know where this guy came from... Look at his sword-controlling technique. Although its spirit is subtle, it's incredibly sharp. You can tell at a glance that it's definitely of a high rank!"

"This kid is definitely not a casual cultivator..."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and motioned Li Delin to look at the Zhaokong Sword hovering in the air.

Li Delin looked in the direction he was looking and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Han Chengran hadn't practiced sword control, so he couldn't tell its specific grade. But he was different. Just now, when he quietly compared it with it, the subtle spiritual light emitted by the Zhaokong Sword was even more astonishing than the top-level sword control he practiced...

After a pause, he forced himself to suppress the throbbing in his heart and snorted coldly, "This man is not ordinary, but I'm not made of clay! Han Chengran, let's stop for now. Let me test this man's level, and then we can talk about the master of the spiritual creature!"

Li Delin's eyes flashed, and he immediately moved forward. At the same time, he made hand gestures with his hands, and a biting green wind suddenly blew around him, like a surging green cloud, leading a huge river, and rushing towards Chen Mu!

Seeing this, Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged. He did not drive the Zhaokong Sword to resist, but clasped his hands together and clapped them lightly, summoning four cloud dragons that were ten feet long. The rolling white mist surged, as if a white wave-like cloak was draped behind them.

The main hall is only a hundred feet square, but once the dragon appears, it almost occupies the entire area!

"Such a technique..."

When Li Delin saw this, he was horrified. Even before the two came into contact, he had already sensed the danger.

But now the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. He could only bite the bullet and face it.

"Huhuhu..."

The blue wind in the sky was like an extremely fragile cloth. Youlong broke his tentative attack with just a few moves.

Seeing this, Chen Mu made up his mind and did not hold back. He immediately drove Youlong to continue to pounce on Li Delin.

"not good!"

In a hurry, Li Delin's face suddenly changed, and he quickly summoned a magic weapon that looked like a cloth bag and threw it into the air.

The next moment, the cloth bag suddenly expanded, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the two dragons that were rushing towards it in the blink of an eye!

Chen Mu's eyes twitched, and he hurriedly pinched his fingers to sense, but there was no sense at all. It was as if the two swallowed dragons had never appeared...

Fortunately, there are four Youlong in total. After removing two, there are still two left.

Moreover, the spiritual patterns on the surface of the cloth bag began to flicker, and it was obvious that it would not be able to function for a while.

Li Delin also thought of this. Looking at the ferocious cloud dragon flying towards him, he shouted, "Han Chengran, we are both Dongming cultivators, why don't you take action!"

But I put my hope on my fellow Dongming, Han Chengran...

Judging from his sincere emotions now, it seems as if it was not him who was fighting and killing with Han Chengran just now.

Hearing this, Han Chengran's face became solemn. He did not dare to be careless at all. He quickly activated his magic power and created a rolling torrent that swept towards the remaining dragons.

Although Li Delin wasn't the most outstanding Qi Condensation disciple on Fengxuan Island, the gap wasn't too far. Even he couldn't last more than a few rounds...

Thinking of this, Han Chengran's black eyes flashed, and he recited the clan's secret technique, and his magic power suddenly became a little stronger.

But just as the secret technique took effect, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately stared at Chen Mu, as if he had noticed something...

"Wow!"

The dragon broke through the torrent, splashing water curtains all over the sky!
In an instant, both seemed to have exhausted their energy and slowly dissipated together...

Seeing this, Chen Mu's heart moved. He was about to summon the Zhaokong Sword to continue the attack, but suddenly he heard a loud shout.

"My fellow Taoist, no matter who you are, I, Li Delin, would like to make you my friend. I hope we can drink and chat happily, and avoid fighting!"

"Oh?" Chen Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of amusement welling up in his heart: "How can we become friends?"

Seeing that he had indeed stopped his attack, Li Delin laughed heartily and said, "That's quite simple. I, Dongming cultivator, love to make friends with geniuses like you... Don't you agree, Brother Han?"

After saying this, he looked at Han Chengran meaningfully, hoping he would say something to calm the situation. However, Han Chengran's face was ashen, his expression cold and indifferent, as if he hadn't heard Li Delin's words.

"Brother Han!" Li Delin's face darkened and he frowned and shouted.

"Hmm?" Han Chengran finally reacted, his eyes turned quietly, and he quickly responded: "Yes, yes!"

Perhaps he felt that words were not enough to convince people, so he waved his hand lightly, and two of the five purple-gold gourds on the side flew out immediately.

"Fellow Daoist, you are very powerful. You deserve a share of this palace!"

"Hahahaha...Exactly, absolutely."

Seeing this, Chen Mu sneered in his heart. Of course he knew that this was just a delaying tactic by the two of them and they didn't really want to make friends with him.

But the final result was quite to his liking, so he didn't expose it, but smiled and took the purple gold gourd.

"Since the two Daoists are so generous, I would be remiss not to accept your offer..."

"Haha...it's as it should be, it's as it should be!"

Li Delin was extremely smooth and did not forget to give a few compliments.

But Han Chengran had been the head of the clan for a long time and couldn't bring himself to do that, so he just pulled the corners of his mouth to cooperate.

"Since the treasures of this palace are divided among the three of us, then the rest of you..."

Li Delin's eyes flashed and he turned to the python-controlling monk and the man in black.

Han Chengran sneered at this and said, "You're just a casual cultivator, how dare you join us... Get lost!"

With a loud shout, the Python-controlling monk turned around and went into the corridor he came from.

The man in black shirt had a rather grim expression on his face, but he still managed to smile and say, "Brother Han, didn't you just agree to let me follow you?"

"Oh?"

Han Chengran's eyes flashed, and he shot a black water gun directly.

"puff!"

The man in black was weak and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Han Chengran about to attack, he cursed inwardly, then turned around and left in shame.

Chen Mu had no time to stand up for them as he was busy studying the purple gold gourd.

The whole body is covered with exquisite patterns, the material looks like gold but is not gold, and it exudes a warmth that has existed for who knows how many years.

"This doesn't look like a magical weapon..."

Chen Mu turned over and over, and finally fixed his eyes on the mouth of the gourd.

If he hadn't used his spiritual sense to investigate carefully, he would have definitely not discovered the extremely tiny gap at the mouth of the gourd.

"So it's a container... This material can actually block Qi. No wonder it wasn't discovered."

He pondered in his heart, and did not immediately open the purple gold gourd to check what was inside. Instead, he stretched out his hand and put them into the storage bag.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, are you satisfied?"

A moment later, Li Delin took two steps forward with a smile on his face, followed by the serious Han Chengran.

I wonder how the two of them finally divided the remaining three gourds...

(End of this chapter)