Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 605 A Night of Fish and Dragon Dance
Prime Minister Gui shook his head. "You've come at an unfortunate time. He just went to a banquet with the Yubang clan three days ago. Given his personality, he won't be back for three to five years."

Chen Mu nodded: "That's a pity..."

After chatting for a few words, Prime Minister Gui clapped his hands and a maidservant came in from outside the hall.

"Take Chen Xiaoyou to a spiritual temple for accommodation, and provide everything you need. Don't be short of anything."

"Yes."

The maidservant responded softly, looked at Chen Mu, bowed, and said, "Master Chen, please follow me."

Chen Mu knew that Prime Minister Gui wanted to discuss serious matters with Ao Yi, so he did not force him to stay. He nodded to Ao Yi and followed the maid out.

After his figure disappeared, Prime Minister Gui frowned and asked, "Princess, where is the Tenth Prince?"

Ao Yi sighed and looked towards a corner of the Dragon Palace. It seemed as if he could penetrate the numerous palaces and his sight fell on a palace shrouded in mist.

"If what Seventh Sister said is true, Aunt Yunjin might have had some ideas as well..."

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The maid turned left and right, and it took her two cups of tea to finally bring Chen Mu to a shrine.

"Master Chen, my maidservant's name is Huan'er. If you need me, you can use me at your service."

Huan'er bowed and lowered her eyes to let him pass.

Chen Mu nodded and chuckled, then strode into the spiritual hall.

Although this place is called the Spirit Hall, it is actually a small cave with rich spiritual energy. It is equipped with a quiet room, a training room, and an alchemy room.

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here alone is far greater than that of my mountain gate cave. What would it be like if it were the place where the dragon son and daughter live?"

He shook his head. No wonder all the dragon sons and daughters were geniuses in cultivation. With a fifth-grade, top-grade spiritual vein as their nourishment, anyone could achieve the title of a genius...

"I have overcome my bottleneck now. All I need is time to cultivate. With the spiritual veins of this place nourishing me, I estimate that it will only take a few years to reach perfection in my realm."

Chen Mu sat in the quiet room, made a silent estimate, and then scattered several formation flags in all directions as a warning.

After the formation was set up, he did not rush to practice, but took out several pills and began to check the hidden injuries in his body bit by bit.

Hidden injuries are usually not noticeable, but once they accumulate, they can seriously damage your vitality at the very least, and even deplete your very essence at the worst. Therefore, they should not be underestimated...

The sun sets and the moon rises, and three days pass in the blink of an eye.

That night, Chen Mu slowly opened his eyes and a smile flashed across his face.

Practicing with the support of a fifth-level spiritual vein is different. Injuries that would normally take months or even half a year to recover from now only take three days with the help of elixirs.

"The cultivators of the Dragon Palace are truly enviable..."

He sighed and was about to change his posture to practice, but his heart suddenly trembled, and he felt the flags in the formation shaking, as if he was facing an attack from a powerful enemy.

He thought to himself that this was not good and was about to mobilize his magic power to protect himself.

However, at this moment, a ripple arose on the side of the quiet room, and a graceful figure emerged from it.

"Don't make it public..."

The figure was as gentle as water, one hand climbed up Chen Mu's neck, and the other hand touched Chen Mu's lips.

Chen Muru was struck by lightning and was shocked, but after seeing the appearance of the person who came, he suddenly relaxed.

"You are so brave, you are not afraid..."

The man's face flushed, and he leaned against Chen Mu's arms and said softly, "I used the secret technique of Shenzhou to suppress all movement. Even a Divine Transformation cultivator wouldn't be able to detect me unless they were on the lookout."

Chen Mu couldn't help but smile, he just thought the visitor was very interesting.

In front of outsiders, she looked cold and proud, but in front of him, she acted like a little girl...

While he was thinking, the man had already put his hands on Chen Mu's neck, raised his head, and actively looked for a place to communicate.

Chen Mu suddenly felt soft, his heart throbbing, and he no longer suppressed his desire. He simply pushed himself up with his hands and hugged the man. The man took advantage of the situation and wrapped his round legs around Chen Mu's waist like a dragon scissors, becoming more and more confused and passionate...

Outside the hall, undercurrents surged and ripples rolled. The maid Huan'er stood in a side hall. Her hair, which was combed into two buns, was heaving up and down, and she was obviously dozing off.

It seemed like a long time had passed. Huan'er was in a daze when she suddenly heard a rather strange moan, which sounded like pain and comfort.

She was startled on the spot, stretched her head and looked around, thinking to herself, "Could it be that Master Chen is calling me?"

Thinking of this, she quickly listened attentively, but after listening for a quarter of an hour, there was no other sound except the sound of the sea surging outside the hall.

"Or maybe I heard it wrong..."

She breathed a sigh of relief and stood at a distance. Not long after, her head started pounding again.

As for the interior of the Spiritual Palace, there is no need to say more. It is like a night of dancing fish and dragons...

The next day, early in the morning.

Chen Mu slowly stood up, and there was no trace of Ao Yi beside him.

Recalling the tenderness of last night, he frowned tightly.

Although Ao Yi didn't say it, he could feel that she had something important in her heart and was carrying a heavy burden of cause and effect. Otherwise, with her personality, she would not act so covertly.

"The waters of Dragon Palace are too deep. With my current state, I'm afraid I can't help her at all..."

Chen Mu's eyes flickered, and he immediately made up his mind: "It's better to form a baby as soon as possible!"

Only when one reaches the Nascent Soul stage can one escape from the chess game of this world and go against the trend.

I think by then, I might be able to help this little girl who looks cold and arrogant but has a soft heart...

But before that, there was one thing he needed to deal with.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu waved his hand to tidy himself up, then sat down upright and concentrated his mind into his dantian.

The golden elixir was suspended above the water lotus, with the shadow of the water palace inside. Near it, there was a broken small flag floating. From time to time, black gas overflowed from it, but it could not float more than three feet away before being absorbed back, repeating over and over again without stopping.

And his target this time was Xiao Fan.

After Chen Mu pondered for a long time, his lips suddenly moved and he started to practice the "Wuwang Visualization Diagram". Then he let out a muffled groan and separated a wisp of his soul to explore the broken small flag.

The surface of the banner rippled like water, and once the soul touched it, it penetrated into it very smoothly.

The soul is not like the consciousness. The latter can only roughly sense what is inside, but the soul can make him feel as if he is in the scene, and he is no longer restricted in what he cannot do normally.

"Is this... the small world of the underworld?"

Chen Mu's eyes flickered, and he felt a little surprised.

What came into view was a world of black sky and gray earth. The sky was so dark that it seemed as if one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, and there was no light at all.

Thick fog filled the air between heaven and earth. From time to time, a ghost would rush out from places beyond sight, only to disappear into the fog in an instant.

According to the inheritance of the Soul Ancestor, the inherited soul flag is connected to a small world in the underworld, where there are no spirits or monsters, only endless soul power.

Previously, Chen Mu was unable to enter with his soul, so this was his first time stepping into the underworld.

"According to the tradition, this world is vast, with billions of ghosts lingering here. I don't know if it's true or not..."

Chen Mu shook his head and without stopping, he followed his spiritual sense and walked into the fog.

After a while, he seemed to have noticed something and projected his spiritual sense through the thick fog.

A black mountain rose from the ground, a dark eagle ghost proudly standing on the peak. On the cliff, two pitch-black chains fell down, firmly locking the Taixuan Yuanshen...

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(End of this chapter)