Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 285: Daoyou Chen is here

"This flower is weird. I'm afraid it was planted here by the evil cultivators of the Palace of Eternal Life." Chen Mu's mind was racing. When he saw clearly that the power of the spiritual veins was being sucked away, he knew that this flower was the culprit that caused the complete disappearance of spiritual energy in this place.

Lin Shuyun's eyes flickered, and she stared at the flower for a long time without saying a word, as if she was trying to identify the species of the flower.

"Have you found anything?" Chen Mu asked softly.

Lin Shuyun frowned and shook her head.

Although it looks familiar, I have never seen this kind of flower before.

Seeing this, Chen Mu had an idea and immediately swung out the Quexie Sword.

"Qiang!"

A clear sound was heard, and a water-colored sword light ten feet in size condensed and slashed coldly at the red flowers on the ground!

"Junior Brother Chen!" Lin Shuyun suddenly exclaimed.

"Shhhhh..."

Just like mowing grass, the blood-red flowers fell down without any resistance, but before they hit the ground, they disappeared like bubbles.

"You are taking too much risk. What if something unexpected happens..." Lin Shuyun breathed a sigh of relief and spoke slowly when he saw that nothing unusual happened.

Chen Mu shook his head with a look of regret: "If nothing unexpected happened...it means we are a step too late."

Looking at the Wu family spiritual vein that no longer produced any spiritual energy, he sighed inwardly.

The spiritual veins of the second-level clan were actually sucked away by these strange flowers. I don’t know where the Palace of Eternal Life found these inexplicable things.

"That's right." Lin Shuyun nodded, but then changed his tone and said, "But why did the Eternal Life Hall do this? They spent so much effort to seize a spiritual vein, but destroyed it in the blink of an eye. Why would they do such a thing that harms others and does not benefit themselves?"

Chen Mu raised a single eyebrow upon hearing this and replied, "It's obvious that it harms others, but it's hard to say whether it benefits them. After all, the evil cultivators of the Eternal Life Hall are not fools. How could they do something so thankless?"

The greatest use of spiritual veins is to support the cultivation of monks. Besides that, there are other uses, such as gathering the power of spiritual veins to refine treasures, achieve breakthroughs, provide for the cultivation of monks, etc.

However, that kind of usage wastes the spiritual veins too much. Often, after several times, the spiritual veins that are enough to support thousands of years will run out of spiritual power and turn into ordinary things.

Therefore, such usage has always been rejected and resisted by the world of immortal cultivation. After all, it may be pleasant for a moment, but if the spiritual veins are exhausted, it will affect the prosperity and decline of the entire world of immortal cultivation...

"If the Eternal Life Palace truly dares to defy the will of the world, we can seek assistance from other countries."

Chen Mu looked thoughtful and spoke softly.

After seeing this with his own eyes, he began to doubt the true purpose of the Hall of Eternal Life.

They say that the new sect is expanding, but they are not satisfied with the territory of one country and are actually trying to get involved in another country...

suspicious!

……

Deep in the heart of the Mu Kingdom, in a valley with towering ancient trees.

Just as Chen Mu swung his sword to cut off the blood-red flowers, a whispered muttering suddenly sounded, as if a person in a sweet dream was frightened and made a sound unconsciously.

The black-robed figures in front of the valley quickly knelt down, touched the ground with their heads, stretched out their palms, and muttered something in their mouths.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps because they had calmed him down, the valley returned to silence once again...

……

"call out!"

A streak of light came from far away, and its speed was even faster than the escape light of a foundation-building cultivator.

Chen Mu frowned slightly and immediately stretched out his hand to summon.

The light disappeared, revealing a silver-shining second-level sound transmission talisman.

"The Palace of Eternal Life is attacking, return quickly!"

Shi Xin's voice suddenly rang out, causing Chen Mu and the other man to be startled.

"The two of us only came and went for an hour or two. How could the attack on the Palace of Eternal Life be so coincidental?"

Lin Shuyun's eyes flashed, revealing a deep suspicion. But the sound transmission jade talisman couldn't be faked...

Chen Mu was the first to suppress the mixed thoughts in his heart, and flew up into the light of escape, saying: "Let's go back first!"

Seeing Shi Xin's urgent tone, he guessed that the number of Foundation Establishment cultivators coming to attack the Palace of Eternal Life was far beyond everyone's expectations.

It took more than half an hour to get there, but only a quarter of an hour to leave.

Chen Mu and the other two used their spiritual sense from afar and immediately saw several chaotic scenes six thousand feet ahead.

The two sides have already started fighting, and it is obvious that the Liu family's protective formation has been broken.

"One, two, three, four..." Lin Shuyun took a quick look and exclaimed, "There are actually fifteen Foundation Establishment cultivators!"

"Where did so much foundation-building power come from?"

Leaving aside the Qi Condensation cultivators, the Foundation Establishment combat power of the Hall of Eternal Life alone is far ahead.

Three people surrounded Niu Dali, and Chu Li's sword light also faced the three people.

Zhou Weiqian, who was slightly weaker, was also taken care of by two people. As for Liu Tianbao, the ancestor of the Liu family, he was beaten by his two opponents until his head was bleeding and his face was pale.

However, Shi Xin, who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, displayed his divine power and firmly suppressed the remaining five Foundation Establishment cultivators, and only then was he able to maintain the situation with great difficulty...

"puff!"

The Liu ancestor spurted out a column of blood towards the sky, and then rolled to the side with a few "thumps". His face was as pale as gold paper and his breath was hanging on a thread. It seemed that he had no strength to resist.

His two opponents sneered and were about to move forward to finish him off when they suddenly sensed danger approaching. They subconsciously turned around and retreated instead of advancing!

"boom!"

The water rushed down from the sky, but unfortunately one of the people escaped so fast that the water only caught his arm.

Seeing that he was trapped and unable to break free, this person became extremely cruel. He immediately made a hand gesture to summon a phantom of Yama, which bit down on his arm that was wrapped around him.

"Click..."

There was a sudden sound of bones breaking, and the black-robed monk who had lost his arm roared in pain, quickly rolled on the ground and fled from this area.

Seeing this situation, Lin Shuyun, who came quickly, was quite dissatisfied. He waved the gauze in his hand again, and another strong stream of water rushed towards the man.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, Fellow Daoist Chen is here!"

Liu Tianbao, who had just been spitting out blood and essence from his mouth, suddenly looked happy when he saw Chen Mu and the others, and he forced himself to shout.

"Noisy!"

Who would have thought that the monk who escaped did not go to rescue his partner, but instead ran towards Liu Tianbao with a cold look in his eyes!
The long banner of Yama fluttered gently, and three phantoms of Yama with different shapes appeared. In the blink of an eye, they approached Liu Tianbao, who had no power to resist.

"No...no, Fellow Daoist Chen, save me!"

"Roar!"

In a flash, the eight dragons gathered together and transformed into a cloud dragon that seemed to be real and flew straight away.

Before the cultivator could react, the three phantoms of Yama that he summoned were swallowed into the belly of the Cloud Dragon.

The clouds and mist were turbulent, and three black rays continued to appear.

The dragon kept flying, trying its best to suppress the shadow in its belly.

"what!"

However, the black-robed monk with a broken arm was ultimately unable to escape, and his entire body was wrapped in the water.

The monk holding the long banner twitched his eyes when he saw this, and began waving it non-stop, trying his best to summon a few more phantoms of Yama.

But before he could get what he wanted, a three-foot-long sword as clear as water quietly appeared and circled around his neck in a very freehand manner.

"boom"

The head lost its support and immediately fell to the ground...

(End of this chapter)