Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 386: Follow Your Heart

Chen Mu didn't know what he was thinking, but just by looking at his expression he could guess that he had bad intentions.

He sneered in his heart and felt a little strange.

Why would the East Sea cultivator who was able to suppress the eleventh on the Earth List still need his help, deliberately being defeated by him and letting him break through?
"Is there something else going on?"

He frowned slightly and muttered to himself, but for a moment he really couldn't figure out why.

But a quarter of an hour later, when he saw the situation in front of him, Chen Mu nodded in sudden realization.

"It turns out that the ghost is holding us back..."

Above the thousand-foot altar, ghosts were swirling around, and they were all under Mao Xiaohua’s command!

As for Fang He's several ghosts, although their combat power is outstanding, their realm is only a pitiful middle stage of the second level. Not to mention comparing with Mao Xiaohua, they are not even comparable to the twenty or thirty cultivators on the Earth List.

"Such a ghost, because he valued the early combat power and ignored the potential of the ghost..."

This is the disadvantage of exploring on your own. Once you make the wrong choice, there is no room for regret, not to mention that Fang He has made the same mistake over and over again.

Chen Mu felt deeply that the zombie ghost he got from others was like this. At first, it was able to overpower the skeleton and the devil together!
However, as the trial progressed, the Yaksha and other ghosts entered the late second stage, but the zombie ghosts were limited in potential and were only in the middle second stage...

While he was thinking, the ghosts on Fanghe Field collapsed one after another, turning into wisps of black gas that rushed into the soul flag and no longer showed up. However, Mao Xiaohua was freed up by several ghosts, so the pressure was greatly reduced. For a while, he was able to stalemate with them and even had the upper hand!

Seeing this, Li Wen beside him sighed softly, as if whispering to Chen Mu, "What a pity for Fellow Daoist Fang. If it weren't for the restriction of his soul, he would have broken through long ago. From what I've seen, this is already the third time he's been at a disadvantage."

Chen Mu raised one eyebrow. No wonder he was so anxious to seek his help. Who could bear to be defeated repeatedly?
"From what Fellow Daoist Li said just now, it can be seen that you have been staying here for a long time. However, with your realm and strength, we should not be able to stop you here, right?" He asked casually without changing his expression.

Li Wen smiled faintly, his handsome face showing a carefree attitude. "I have no interest in this inheritance, but the numerous geniuses here make me itch to fight. The fourteenth floor is special, and I can choose who to fight, so I decided to stay here and fulfill my wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, a smug look appeared on his face, and he chuckled, "Up to now, I have defeated the tenth, twelfth, seventeenth, and twenty-first place on the Earth Rankings... Only a fight like this can be so satisfying!"

Chen Mu's heart moved. He really didn't expect that such an elegant Taoist priest like him was actually a war-loving person!
"Fellow Daoist Li follows his heart, and I admire you."

He has no interest in inheritance, but the same may be true for Wuliangguan. Moreover, with his fighting power, he still has a chance to compete.

Faced with the orders of his master, he was able to do as he pleased and pursue his own wishes. This state of mind alone made Chen Mu admire him very much.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you're too kind..." Li Wen said with a modest smile, then continued to look at Chen Mu: "I heard that Fellow Daoist Chen has been undergoing trials for a while, but he was able to get here at this time, which shows that he is very powerful. Are you interested in fighting with me?"

Chen Mu chuckled when he heard this, but did not agree immediately. Instead, he looked at the altar.

At this time, Fang He was already showing signs of decline. He was facing the siege of several second-stage late-stage ghosts, and at the same time he had to guard against Mao Xiaohua's water magic bombardment.

Under such heavy pressure, he was finally swallowed by the water dragon summoned by Mao Xiaohua's spell.

When he reappeared, his body had already fallen outside the altar...

"Huh..." Fang He's face turned pale, and he almost subconsciously wanted to yell out loud in anger, but he managed to hold it back. In the end, he just looked at Mao Xiaohua with a gloomy look, and at Chen Mu who was smiling in the distance.

"call out!"

The soul flag shot out a ball of black mist, which covered his figure in the blink of an eye and then disappeared.

After being defeated, they will once again enter the boundless space to search for the black tower...

Chen Mu's eyes flashed. After Mao Xiaohua broke through the barrier and left, he immediately stepped onto the Thousand-foot Altar. "This person looks familiar. Which sect is he from?"

"Brother Ma, don't you know this? He's a disciple of Fushan Changhe. He's been very popular recently because of his extremely fast speed in climbing the rankings. I didn't expect him to reach this point..."

"Which fellow Taoist is interested in fighting him?"

After hearing about Chen Mu's astonishing move, everyone present became humble for a moment.

It’s not that they are afraid of becoming enemies with Chen Mu, but it’s obvious that he is not a pushover and has the opportunity to choose. Who would want to meet such a strong enemy?

Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged. Seeing that no one came on stage, he could only look at Li Wen who was eager to try.

Since he is willing to fight, he is not afraid of any challenge at this time.

Li Wen smiled when he saw this, and was about to go on stage when a faint light suddenly appeared beside him.

As soon as he stopped, everyone's attention was drawn to him and they all turned their heads.

When the faint light fades, the figure appears.

"It's him!" Everyone's eyes flashed, and then they looked at Chen Mu, with a slight smile on their lips: "This is interesting."

The person who came was none other than Jiang Dan, wearing a flying star Taoist robe that made him particularly eye-catching!
After the last time the two of them rushed to the top of the list, most people present had heard some interesting stories.

For example, the initial battle between the two on the eighth floor was talked about with great relish by cultivators from outside.

"Chen Mu is good, but Jiang Dan is even better! We could see the clues from the previous battle..."

"Although Fellow Daoist Chen was defeated by him before, he has gained momentum in the rankings and is clearly not far behind Jiang Dan. The next time they meet, he should be able to defeat him..."

"Nonsense! Senior Brother Jiang is a fake elixir cultivator, how can he be compared to Chen Mu?"

Discussions like this were endless, and even Chen Mu himself heard a lot of them.

His eyes moved slightly, his face expressionless, as he quietly waited for the challenger to come on stage.

"Is there no fellow Daoist fighting against Fellow Daoist Chen?" Jiang Dan smiled slightly. Seeing his calm expression, she knew that he must have seen the situation here before the news came, just like Chen Mu.

"Since no one is coming up to the stage, then I, Jiang, will have to learn from Fellow Daoist Chen's methods once again..." He narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped onto the altar with one step.

It has to be said that as Chen Muchong was chasing him closely on the list and even entered here before him, his opinion of him also quietly changed.

Originally, he was thought to be just a Foundation Establishment disciple with some talent, but now he has been crowned with the halo of Beiyuan’s genius!
"But even geniuses have their own strengths and weaknesses. If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a hundred times!"

Chen Mu didn't show it on his face, but he was already cheering up in his heart.

Facing a fake elixir cultivator with supernatural powers, his chances of victory were only 60% to 70%...

At the same time, some sharp-eyed people in the outside world had already noticed the scene here, and even guessed the identities of Chen Mu and the others from the blurry figures.

In an instant, the eyes of thousands of monks lit up and they stared intently at the huge picture. The voices of their discussions were deliberately lowered, for fear of missing any details.

"Brother Daoist, are you willing to make a bet with me? I choose Daoist Friend Jiang. He is the one that everyone wants..."

(End of this chapter)