Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 33: The Conversation Is Not Congenial (Please Recommend and Collect)
Chen Mu walked all the way without stopping for several days.

At his current speed, he would be able to enter Shuiyun County in two days. He was about to return to the mountain gate in one go, but suddenly he frowned, turned around, stopped by the roadside and looked back.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Following the voice came a middle-aged male cultivator with an unusually long face, resembling a donkey. His white clothes were covered in a mess of patterns, like a cloud of mist, with a few trees faintly visible...

It was the monk from Wulin Sect who was bidding with him.

Chen Mu remained calm. As soon as he left the market, he noticed this person sneaking up on him, but he ignored him. In his sect, it was best not to cause trouble... If this person didn't speak out to stop him, he would pretend not to notice. If he insisted on stopping...

The monk with the donkey face didn't get too close, but smiled from a distance and said, "Fellow Daoist, please stay... I had some dirty talk with you at the conference, so I came here specifically to talk it out and then have a drink..."

Chen Mu smiled faintly and said calmly, "You are too kind, my friend. At an auction, bidding is inevitable. How can you say it is dirty?"

The monk with the donkey face laughed dryly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he responded, "Daoyou is right, Daoyou is right..." Then he changed the subject and looked puzzled, "May I ask, Daoyou, what is your master?"

"I am a disciple of Houtu Sect... What else do you want, fellow Daoist?" Chen Mu made up a sect and replied.

The donkey-faced monk sneered, "Hou Tu Sect... I've never heard of it. Are you kidding me, fellow Daoist?"

"Is it because I haven't heard of it? I'm just trying to bluff you. Fellow Daoist, you're really interesting..."

"I see you're approaching the border. Could it be that you're from Shuiyun County..."

Chen Mu didn't show it on his face, and said mysteriously: "So what if it is, and so what if it isn't."

Upon hearing this, the monk with the donkey face erupted in anger and shouted, "Hmph! I wanted to give you some face, but you're so ungrateful... Regardless of whether you're a jerk or not, if you follow me back to Wulin Sect and serve as a servant tending to spiritual plants, I can spare your life. Otherwise, you'll die... Despicable!"

Before he could finish his words, he hurriedly summoned an emerald green wooden stick and hastily blocked Chen Mu's aquamarine sword energy. In a blink of an eye, the emerald green wooden stick began to spin non-stop, trying its best to dissipate the sword energy...

Chen Mu remained unmoved. Since they had already fallen out, why bother listening to his nonsense? He could just kill him with a sword.

"Sixth level of Qi Condensation!" The donkey-faced monk's expression changed, but then he sneered: "So what if you are at the sixth level of Qi Condensation? You are still vulnerable in front of me, who is at the seventh level."

However, it was Chen Mu who cast the spell with all his strength, and the fluctuation of spiritual power broke through the cover of the Spirit Turtle's Breath Concealment Technique.

He didn't do anything else, just slashed with his fingers from a distance, and sword energy rushed towards the donkey-faced monk one after another, and he also threw a few water blade techniques when he had the chance.

"It's a good time to hone my Heavy Wave Sword Skill..."

The donkey-faced monk was confidently using up his sword energy, hoping to wait for Chen Mu to tire himself out. Once he had consumed all of his magic power, he would strike with his emerald green stick and beat him to death...

But as time passed, the donkey-faced monk felt something was wrong. There was no sign that Chen Mu was exhausted. Instead, his sword energy became heavier and sharper. Even when he used all his strength to wield the emerald wooden stick, it became increasingly difficult to block it.

Several more sword energies followed, and the donkey-faced monk, looking at the sword energies still flying in front of him, weighed his options for a moment with a grim expression. With a determined heart, he suddenly activated his magic power, and the emerald green wooden stick suddenly glowed with green light. However, he suddenly retreated, abandoning the magic weapon he had used to block the sword energy and delay time, and turned to flee...

Chen Mu didn't expect that, judging from the fluctuations of the donkey-faced monk's magic power, he obviously still had the strength to fight again, but he didn't expect that he would escape so decisively.

Seeing that he was about to escape from the range of the sword energy, Chen Mu was anxious and thought about it. He saw that the sword energy that was originally flying towards the emerald green wooden stick suddenly trembled, and another sword energy actually split out from it!

The sword flashed like lightning, and in the blink of an eye it caught up with the donkey-faced monk who was fleeing at full speed.

The next moment, the head shot up into the sky, leaving a trail of blood...

Chen Mu was stunned for a moment, then his heart surged with joy, "Sword Qi is splitting?"

Sword Qi differentiation is a realm of sword cultivation, which can split sword Qi into two, or even more... Generally, if a sword cultivator can achieve sword Qi differentiation, his combat power will immediately increase by half.

However, the realm of swordsmanship depends on talent. About 70% of sword practitioners will never reach this realm in their lifetime.

Chen Mu pondered for a moment and shook his head. "You're overthinking it. I'm not even a sword cultivator, and I'm thinking about splitting the sword energy... This is just simple sword energy splitting, and it can only split into one line. It's far from comparable to sword energy differentiation."

“I didn’t expect that after the Chonglang Sword Technique reached perfection, there would be such a change…” He stepped forward to take the emerald green wooden stick thrown by the donkey-faced monk, threw it into the storage bag, and then pulled off his storage bag and put it away.

The body of the donkey-faced monk became extremely fragile without the support of magic power. Under the pressure of the Fubo Water-Diverting Technique, it quickly collapsed into a bloody mist, merged with the water flow, and slowly seeped into the ground.

After packing up, Chen Mu looked back and made sure that no one happened to see him, then continued towards Huanglong River.

When they arrived in front of the Huanglong River, Chen Mu made a hand gesture with one hand, and soon, the Liuyun Crane slowly landed in front of him, took a step forward, and flapped its wings to fly away.

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Five days later, Chen Mu returned to Duhai Cliff, waved his hand to let Liuyunhe leave on his own, and then turned and entered Tinghai Pavilion.

After sitting cross-legged, he took out the emerald green wooden stick and examined it in his hand.

The whole body is emerald green, with some golden lines at both ends, and it looks very good.

After Chen Mu used his magic power to eliminate the magic imprint of the donkey-faced monk, he saw the restriction drawn on the emerald green wooden stick.

"A low-grade magical weapon... It only has one low-level restriction, 'Giant Strength'. It's just that, it's a waste to throw away, but it's boring to use. I'll keep it for now."

He threw the wooden stick back into the storage bag and took out the storage bag of the donkey-faced monk.

After the brand was also erased, the spiritual consciousness explored.

A hundred or so spirit stones, some bottles and jars, and some miscellaneous items...

"He's not much stronger than a casual cultivator... But with his spirit stones, I can say that this trip didn't cost me much..."

He picked out some useful things and put them into his storage bag.

The rest was placed in the monk's storage bag and thrown into the air. Chen Mu then swung his sword a few times. Without the protection of spiritual power, the storage bag and its contents were instantly shattered by the sword energy and disappeared into the Xumi space...

After a moment, he took out the biggest gain of this trip, the Wind Pattern Cloud Banner.

This is his first magical weapon...

Chen Mu channeled his magic power into the banner, leaving his own imprint of magic power. He immediately felt that he had become somewhat familiar with the Shuyun Banner.

He opened his right hand and saw the small white flag that had just been placed on the bed appeared on his right hand the next moment, spinning like a top.

Chen Mu hurriedly walked out of the house and came to the edge of the cliff. He tried a few more times, pointing left and right, up and down, and the wind pattern cloud banners all followed.

"It's small and light, and really easy to use..." Chen Mu smiled and thought to himself: "Let's try something else..."

Immediately, he activated his magical power and triggered the wind-summoning restriction in the cloud-binding banner.

The Cloud Banner hung in the air, dimly lit. A moment later, a gentle breeze blew towards him. As Chen Mu's input of mana increased, the breeze gradually grew into a strong gale, whistling loudly, even blowing away the ribbons he used to tie his hair, causing his black hair to flutter in the wind...

There was also a hint of chill in the wind. After Chen Mu blew on it for a while, he felt his hands and feet become stiff and not as agile as before...

"The fat Taoist priest said it has a beneficial effect on certain spiritual plants. I guess it's some cold-loving spiritual medicine..."

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled, then tried the cloud gathering restriction in the cloud-binding banner.

This time it came much faster. As soon as I inputted my mana, several clouds gathered around me. As the mana continued to flow, the clouds continued to flow...

Seeing that there were more and more clouds in the sky, he suddenly had an idea and performed a small rain-calling spell.

The dark cloud of the Small Rain Calling Technique was hidden within the clouds, concealing the fluctuations of its spiritual power. Bean-sized raindrops continued to fall, just like the rain was sent by God, so natural...

(End of this chapter)