Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 657: The Incense is Finished
At the top of the mountain, thunder and lightning were like running dragons and snakes, swirling down, roaring and shaking the peaks, and the heaven and earth were roaring.

Taoist Chixi was determined to escape, and during the process he even threw out the red-striped gourd to resist, which actually allowed him to escape to the front of the clouds.

"I am the top immortal talent in Central Continent. I have good fortune and a prosperous path. I will achieve divine enlightenment in the future. Why should I throw my life away here?"

"If the incense is lost this time, it will be gone. It will only take about a hundred years. We can get it back next time."

"For us, saving our lives is our top priority. The ancestor... should support me..."

At the critical moment of life and death, he thought a lot in an instant.

He originally thought that he could fight to the death like Tian Xing Lao Dao, but when the thunder came down and he truly felt the breath of death.

He wavered...

He doesn't care about fame, the fortune of the sect, or the overall situation. He just wants to save his own life. Only in this way will he have the opportunity to avenge his previous shame in the future!
"Fame is something that will naturally come to you as long as you are strong enough, but if you lose your life, then you have nothing left."

Taoist Chixi's eyes became more determined, and he immediately made a hand gesture to break Senior Brother Tunyun's technique of trapping the sky and locking the earth.

This was also one of his reliances on escaping. He had learned the magic formula from his senior brother and could easily break through the air, but Chen Mu was restricted by it. No matter how fierce the thunder magic was, he would be defeated.

"Chen Mu, I will remember you..."

The moment the clouds and mist opened up, he felt something in his heart and immediately rushed out resolutely.

Under this wave of inspiration, no one noticed a tiny dragon bird phantom. Under the cover of silver lightning, it also rushed out of the clouds and mist as if there was no obstacle, and quietly climbed onto Chixi's figure...

At the same time, Taoist Tunyun, who was in another battle, felt something and realized that it was his junior brother who had activated the technique of trapping the sky and locking the earth, and escaped on his own.

He sighed sadly. Although he had no intention of blaming his junior brother, he couldn't help feeling that people had forgotten him.

Now there is only one of the three left, and seeing that Chen Mu's thunder technique is extremely powerful, he suddenly realized that he also had the idea of ​​escaping.

"The defeat of our sect is a foregone conclusion. What's the point of me fighting so hard?"

This was also a chain reaction caused by Taoist Chixi's escape from the battlefield. In terms of combat power, Tunyun still had most of it. After all, he and Sun Zhiyan fought for a long time, and the battle was not as intense as that of Chen Mu and the others.

If Chixi really fought him to the death, even if he could not win, he could still take away several lives.

But once the thought arises, I no longer have the will to fight...

When Chen Mu joined the battle with his thunder magic, Taoist Tunyun dealt with him hastily, then let out a long roar, threw down the incense of luck, withdrew the magic of trapping the sky and locking the earth, and turned into a beam of light and flew into the sky.

And with his departure, one of the twenty-seven meridians of Central Continent was lost...

Palace in the clouds.

"Humph!"

True Lord Chi Xiao snorted angrily, and the smile he had just forced disappeared without a trace.

Upon seeing this, Master Pingyang laughed out loud, and the sound spread throughout the palace.

Chi Xiao's face darkened. He looked up at the smiling Master Pingyang and said coldly:

"Isn't it too early for you to be happy, fellow Daoist? The dispute over the incense offering is still going on. How can you be sure that your juniors can safely keep the incense burning?"

Although Chen Mu and his team had won the incense from Piaomiao Taoist Temple, it was not yet a certainty. It was inevitable that someone would come up and try to take advantage of the situation.

If a large sect were faced with such a situation, they would naturally not be afraid, because there are many Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect, and even if a few people are lost, they can be replaced later.

But they are different. There are only four of them in total, including Tianxing Laodao who already has little fighting power.

Therefore, it is not that easy to truly keep this incense...

Upon hearing this, Master Pingyang smiled faintly and said calmly, "I don't need to worry about that. You should go and see where your sect's strength has gone. Don't let them get into any danger."

Taoist Chixi flew away through the air, and his whereabouts were naturally clear to them. The reason why he said this was simply to disgust the other party.

Upon hearing this, True Lord Chixiao's expression froze, his face looking as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly. He wanted to leave with a flick of his sleeves, but he also wanted to see what miserable situation the Beiyuan cultivator would face next.

So he stopped talking for a moment, only looking down with a cold face...

The road begins at the top of the mountain.

Sun Zhiyan always appeared calm and composed, but when he saw the long-desired fragrance of luck hanging in front of him, he couldn't hold back his tears.

"I, Beiyuan, have this incense, which can add at least five more Nascent Soul cultivators!"

"Maybe there will even be another Divine Transformation Patriarch..."

Unlike his tears, the Taoist Tianxing, who had lost a lot of energy and looked much older, burst into laughter.

His laughter was unrestrained and frivolous, without any sense of old age. Only when he looked up at the sky did he reveal a trace of vicissitudes of life: "Brother Lihuo, you and I have been practicing Taoism together for hundreds of years. Now that you have gone ahead, I, an old Taoist, have avenged you.

It’s a pity that Chixi didn’t die, brother, please don’t blame me…”

Chen Mu waved his hand to disperse the thunder magic. Seeing this, he remained silent. He just stepped forward and patted the old Taoist's gradually hunched shoulders, then took out a qi-replenishing elixir.

Taoist Tianxing was stunned for a moment, confused by Chen Mu's sudden action, and muttered: "What are you doing, kid? You have no respect for your elders. I am not as powerful as you now, but I am still your ancestor!"

Hearing this, Chen Mu shook his head and smiled. Without explaining, he turned to Sun Zhi and said, "Brother Sun, go get the incense."

Taoist Xuancheng, who came forward, also nodded with a smile: "I didn't expect that I would get what I wanted before I even made a move after coming here. All of this is thanks to you all."

Sun Zhiyan's expression relaxed slightly, but he shook his head and said solemnly, "The fight for incense isn't over yet, Fellow Daoist Xuancheng, don't let your guard down..."

Xuan Cheng quickly straightened his posture and said seriously, "Brother Daoist, don't worry. I understand."

But what they didn't know was that Master Pingyang had already made arrangements for this situation...

The breeze is blowing gently, and the wind and clouds are surging.

Sun Zhiyan's expression straightened up. He reached out and put the incense of luck into his bag. Then he jumped up and landed in front of the palace of Piaomiao Taoist Temple.

Chen Mu and the other two followed closely behind. When they landed, the four of them bowed to everyone around them, then stood still, their expressions solemn, quietly waiting for the challenger to challenge them...

Thousands of cultivators fell silent, and even the battle in southern Xinjiang seemed to have died down a bit.

Time passed little by little, but the challenger did not arrive. Instead, the one who arrived was Luo Zhen from the Yuanqing faction, who laughed loudly and came stepping into the void.

"Fellow Daoist Beiyuan has gone through so much hardship and finally achieved his wish. This is truly cause for celebration!"

Soon after, Chunyang Tian and Luoshui Chu also stepped forward, and after each of them congratulated him, they stood beside Sun Zhiyan together with Luo Zhen.

The three factions openly came forward to congratulate, even though the dispute over burning incense had not yet ended. The meaning of this action... is self-evident.

"What are the Yuanqing people doing..."

Many people from the sects who wanted to compete for the incense made up their minds and gave up the idea of ​​forcing their way forward.

Not to mention the three sects stepping forward to take action, even the Yuanqing sect alone would be enough to make them give up...

Sun Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, then bowed and whispered, "Fellow Daoists, what do you mean?"

Although he was a cultivator from Beiyuan, he also knew the rules of the sword fighting event.

The Twenty-Seven Clans have an agreement in place and cannot help outsiders snatch away each other's incense. Even if they stand up and show their support, it is easy to be criticized.

The three sects of the Yuanqing Sect are like this, isn't it...

Luo Zhen smiled slightly and replied through voice transmission: "Senior Pingyang has already discussed this with his uncle and the others, so don't worry."

Hearing this, Sun Zhiyan finally felt relieved, and then he was ecstatic and explained it to Tianxing and others.

"Senior Pingyang has already made arrangements. Doesn't that mean... this incense has already been settled?"

Taoist Tian Xing's eyes lit up, and he looked around. Everywhere he passed was filled with smiling faces...

He suddenly laughed out loud and called out, "Come here, take down this 'Piaopiao Taoist Temple' sign for me, the Taoist priest!"

With a shout, many disciples of the Yuanqing Sect came running over and took down the plaque of Piaomiao Taoist Temple with a smile.

"Oh!"

In the palace on the clouds, True Lord Chixiao slammed the table and stood up again, glaring at True Lord Chongtai of the Yuanqing Sect.

"Good, good, what a great Yuanqing Sect!"

Chongtai Zhenjun replied slowly, "Fellow Daoist, please explain clearly. What is so good about our Yuanqing Sect?"

True Lord Chixiao felt like he had something stuck in his throat, wanting to point out the Yuanqing Sect's breach of contract, but they certainly hadn't helped Beiyuan win the incense. Even if they did take the field in the end, it was only after Piaomiao Taoist Temple was eliminated...

"Okay, okay!"

He could only repeat what he said, and then he saw that no one stood up to support him. Even the True Lord of Danyang Wu quietly lowered his eyes.

He became more and more angry and could not stay here for a moment. He snorted angrily, strode out of the palace, and rose up in a flash of light. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Taoist Tunyun sighed as he watched the master leave in anger. He had no choice but to call all his disciples to gather together and fly away with him...

(End of this chapter)