Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 722 Return

As dawn breaks, the warm sunlight shines through the clouds, spreading across the morning glow and dispelling the chill of winter mornings.

The Yushang River Basin is located at the junction of Zhongzhou and Beiyuan. Although it is rich in spiritual energy, there are many water beasts and its location is quite special. Therefore, no Taoist sect has established a mountain gate here, resulting in a sparse population.

On this day, the sky was filled with strange light, and from afar, a spiritual boat over a hundred feet long and exquisitely decorated could be seen flying through the air. In just a few breaths, it crossed the Yushang River Basin and arrived in the sky of Beiyuan.

This trip was led by Chen Mu. After killing Taoist Chixi, he kept on traveling non-stop and rushed all the way until he returned to Beiyuan today.

Looking at the distant mountains, Chen Mu stood with his hands behind his back, feeling quite emotional.

When he left, he was just a cultivator from Beiyuan who had just formed his Nascent Soul, but when he came back, he had become the best in the world and had become one of the Black and White Supreme Beings. The difference between them could not be explained in a few words.

"Most fortunes in the world are due to the word 'struggle'. If I had used an excuse to put this matter off, I would probably still be in seclusion practicing. How could I have achieved the success I have today?"

He sighed, then shook his head and looked towards the river basin below.

"The water flows endlessly, just like nectar flowing in a jade cup..."

"I've heard of the name of this river basin a long time ago, but I didn't expect the grade of the water veins here to be as high as the third-grade upper grade."

"Such a rank, and therefore a special position, is what draws the world's scruples, and they dare not establish a Taoist school here."

"However, I only practice this method, so I don't need to worry too much..."

He murmured a smile, and the spiritual seed in his body suddenly flashed, shooting out a beam of water light that fell into the river basin below.

In an instant, the Yushang River Basin was filled with rolling waves, forming a whirlpool, and countless water vapor sources merged into the water light...

Ever since Lu Yinglingzhen pointed out the direction, the idea of ​​taking over the water veins of the world has once again been put on Chen Mu's agenda.

Now that he was passing by here, although the Yushang River Basin was no longer of much help to him, it had at least brought him some benefits. It was worth spending a few days here to integrate its essence into the Tao...

At the same time, in Beiyuan Xuantian Mansion.

A handsome young Taoist priest in a blue robe is absorbing spiritual energy and refining his Nascent Soul. There are chaotic waves around him and the calamity clouds in the sky are just dispersing. It is obvious that he has just passed the calamity and achieved the Nascent Soul stage.

"Congratulations, Master, for achieving the seventh level of Nascent Soul. Your path to greatness is just around the corner!"

There were two people kneeling outside, and judging from their tone, they seemed to be disciples of the blue-robed Taoist priest.

Their words attracted congratulations from the other onlookers, and the place became extremely lively.

"Seventh level Nascent Soul, Uncle Lian's talent is indeed extraordinary. Now my Xuantian Mansion has gained another Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"Uncle Lian has only been able to achieve the Nascent Soul stage in just over two hundred years. Who among his peers can compare to him?"

"Of course not. Whether it's Xiao Qiang from Fushan Changhe or Jiang Dan from Feixing Dao Palace, they are still stuck in the Golden Core Realm. How can they compare to Senior Brother Lian?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they aroused the admiration of everyone, and they were all proud to be disciples of Xuantian Mansion.

But before long, a sincere person whispered, "Everyone, have you forgotten the one from Fushan Changhe?"

Although he didn't mention any names, everyone knew who he was talking about...

For a moment, everyone present looked at each other, and finally uttered, "That person is a rare figure that only appears once in a thousand years. Naturally, there is no need to compare him with Uncle Lian and the others..."

It’s not that we can’t compare, but that there is no need to compare.

Although they are disciples of Xuantian Mansion and their hearts are with their own people, they also know that there are some gaps that cannot be filled by partiality... Lian Fangyuan, who had just formed a Nascent Soul, naturally heard everyone's discussion, frowned, and pondered for a while.

Because he was in seclusion seeking an opportunity for a breakthrough, he didn't know much about the sword-fighting event. It was only when the ancestor returned to the mountain some time ago that he learned that Chen Mu had won the first place in the Daozi competition, which shocked all the major sects in Beiyuan.

In fact, he was not unfamiliar with Chen Mu. After all, the two had fought each other during the dispute over Xuantian Secret Land in the early years.

Speaking of which, Chen Mu had already made his mark at that time, and was not at all inferior to him in the fight, and even won.

But if you say that he can't beat him, he would be a little dissatisfied.

"It's nothing more than that he inherited the Soul Ancestor's legacy, so his cultivation speed is one step ahead of mine. If the sword fighting event was postponed for twenty years, who knows who will be the champion..."

According to him, Chen Mu was able to win the championship because of the inheritance of the Soul Ancestor, especially the inherited soul flag, which must have been of great help to him.

Thinking of this, he frowned again and pondered, "However, why did he have the inheritance soul flag when we left the inheritance land together, but I didn't? Besides, I haven't heard of Xiao Qiang having such an item in all these years."

"Could it be that... Chen Mu had something hidden at that time?"

Just as he was thinking, a fairy crane suddenly flew down, with a Taoist child standing on its back, shouting, "Uncle Lian, the ancestor is calling you into the hall."

Lian Fangyuan came back to his senses, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and nodded, "I'll be right there."

Seeing this, the Taoist boy rode away on his crane again, and Lian Fangyuan turned around and gave a few instructions to his disciples. Then he took off into the sky and headed straight for the main hall of his sect.

In a moment, he landed gracefully, straightened his hat and strode in.

"Disciple Lian Fangyuan greets Patriarch Pingyang and Uncle Sun..."

True Lord Pingyang smiled and nodded, saying, "You were able to remain calm and steady, achieving the seventh level of Nascent Soul in one fell swoop. That's truly remarkable."

Lian Fangyuan was secretly delighted and quickly bowed and said, "Disciple thanks the ancestor for the praise."

Sun Zhiyan then said, "My nephew Lian has now formed his Nascent Soul. He should enter Xuanyou Palace to cultivate and take on the position of elder. What do you think, Uncle Pingyang?"

"Just do it as usual." Pingyang replied calmly.

Sun Zhiyan nodded, and after giving some instructions to Lian Fangyuan, he handed the elder token to him.

He then continued his movements, saying, "If it were in the past, I would have given you time to consolidate your realm, but right now, there's something that's most appropriate for you to do..."

Lian Fangyuan felt a little unhappy. What could be more important than consolidating his own realm?
However, since the people before him were all seniors from his sect, he couldn't get angry, so he could only bow and say, "May I ask what your instructions are?"

Sun Zhiyan said: "This morning, fellow Daoist Lingyuan from Fushan Changhe returned to Beiyuan. It is estimated that he will be able to return to the mountain gate in a few days.

The ancestor had said in advance that he would send someone to congratulate him after he returned to the mountain. After much thought, I think that the most suitable person to go is Junior-Martial Nephew Lian."

Lian Fangyuan's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he felt that Sun Zhiyan's words seemed to have a hidden meaning.

There is a dispute over inheritance between him and Chen Mu, and the final result has not yet been decided. What is the purpose of sending him to congratulate?
It's impossible for him to voluntarily give up the hundred-year agreement inherited from the Soul Ancestor and curry favor with Chen Mu...

Chen Mu is undoubtedly a hero of Beiyuan, but why did they come to this?

For a moment, Lian Fangyuan's face was extremely ugly, and he remained silent for a long time...

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(End of this chapter)