Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 725: Taoist Priest in Green
Chen Mu originally didn't have much knowledge about swordsmanship, but after witnessing a series of methods of Xian Jianchi and others, he was deeply touched and was able to guide his disciples.

He thought about it, then took out a jade slip, engraved his thoughts and experiences on it, and handed it to Yu Chengduan.

"Please understand these points carefully. If you don't understand something, you can go and ask Master for clarification. If you really can't understand, you can just write it down for now and I will explain it to you when I return."

Yu Chengduan immediately took the jade slip and bowed in agreement.

Chen Mu did not stop moving, and summoned two kinds of spiritual objects that could form elixirs, and handed them to Meng Yuewei.

"You have been able to make up for the loss of your spirit and soul, and even make further progress. This shows that you have never stopped practicing. I am very pleased. Now I will give you the spiritual objects for forming the elixir. I hope you can find the opportunity to transform your foundation and form the elixir in one go."

Meng Yuewei suppressed the mixed thoughts in her heart and bowed respectfully: "Disciple will follow the master's instructions."

Chen Mu nodded and warned, "But you must remember, don't force yourself to form a pill just because I expect you to. Look for inspiration, let nature take its course, and make decisions when you have to!"

After she agreed again, Chen Mu waved his sleeves and went back into the cave.

Gao Xiaoqing curled her lips. Although she was unhappy that Chen Mu ignored her questions, she turned around and went to find Patriarch Tianxing to tell him what her senior brother had told her.

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The next morning, Chen Mu packed up and informed the Yuanying in the sect. Then he took Xiao Qi and flew away.

This time the momentum was different from the previous ones. It was silent and few people could notice the fluctuations it caused.

As he flew outward, he happened to meet many monks from Beiyuan who were going to Fushan Changhe to visit him.

Among them are major sects such as Xuantian Mansion and Feixing Dao Palace.

However, he did not reveal his true form, but instead passed by it without stopping for a moment...

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Unlike most of the Northern Plains where clouds were surging everywhere, the State of Zhao was in a remote corner, and there were no Nascent Soul cultivators among the six sects, so it had no idea about the sword fighting event.

Only the Jindan cultivators of the six sects heard some news from the neighboring country. It seemed that a peerless immortal had appeared in the Fushan Mountains and Changhe Rivers, and he had formed a Nascent Soul after practicing Taoism for more than a hundred years.

But for them, they naturally don't believe such words.

How could one achieve Nascent Soul in a hundred years?
We are all cultivators from Beiyuan. Even if your sect has a deep foundation and many opportunities, the gap shouldn't be so huge, right?
Little did people know that the most talented immortal in Zhao State, Jin Yang Zhenren of Wenjian Pavilion, had only achieved the golden elixir path in a hundred years. He surpassed his peers and was admired by everyone in the Zhao State's immortal cultivation world.

This is already a sign of natural talent, and if it is true as the rumors say that some people can form a Nascent Soul in over a hundred years, it would be too shocking.

Of course they don’t believe it…

In the territory of Zhao State, in a restaurant.

There was a drizzle outside the window, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road, but the store was bustling with people.

Many diners gathered together with smiles on their faces, urging the storyteller to tell the next part.

"Old Zhu, the rain is bothering us today, and we've all gathered here. Why don't you tell us some more stories about gods and immortals to broaden their horizons..."

This city belongs to Yuehua Mountain, one of the six sects. Cultivators often come here to select disciples, so they naturally know that there are immortals in this world. They yearn for it and love to listen to the storytellers' stories.

The old storyteller had gray hair and dull eyes, as if he was blind. He chuckled when he heard the words. Although he couldn't see the person who spoke, he recognized the person's identity and couldn't help but laugh:

"Shopkeeper Sun, I can certainly tell you about the wonders of the gods, but I'm just extremely thirsty. I hope you can give me some money for tea."

The person who spoke had a long face and a pointed mouth, and he laughed and said, "Tell me first, am I really short of your tea?"

The storyteller replied, "Of course not. Well, since there are so many people here today, I will tell you about the immortal family."

As he spoke, he raised the wake-up stick beside him high, and dropped it heavily with a "bang".

But just then, the rain curtain at the store door was lifted, and a young Taoist priest walked in. He had a face like jade, dressed in green, and had an extraordinary posture and a distinguished aura. Everyone was startled, thinking to themselves, "What's going on? Could this really be a divine being?"

Shopkeeper Sun was a well-known figure in the city, and he had also seen immortals before. He felt that the aura of the man before him was even greater than any he had seen before, so he did not dare to be rude. He bowed and asked, "Excuse me, Master, why are you here? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Seeing him act like this, everyone felt uneasy and dared not breathe, for fear of offending the Taoist priest in front of them.

The Taoist priest in green robes smiled calmly: "I am a Taoist from the Floating Cloud Temple. I was traveling here and it happened to rain, so I came here to take shelter."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The Floating Cloud Temple was located in the mountains and forests outside the city, but it was not a temple for immortals.

Shopkeeper Sun nodded and smiled, his previously bent back straightening up again, but he still promised: "In this way, it can be considered that the Taoist priest and we have a connection. Please enjoy the tea and all expenses will be paid by me."

"Thank you very much, Master."

The old storyteller waited for the Taoist priest to sit down, smiled and nodded, and then continued what he had just done.

"Snapped!"

The wake-up stick fell on the table, and the old man's voice suddenly changed. He said loudly, "A month ago, thousands of miles south, a great monster emerged from Mingyou Lake. He called himself the Dragon King, preyed on over a thousand households of the common people, and devoured hundreds of immortals. He was unbridled and ferocious, and almost no one could control him..."

"Now, the Beast Taming Immortal Sect has heard about this and has issued a demon-killing order, gathering the immortals of Zhao State to work together to kill the demon!"

"Who is the Beast Taming Immortal Sect? As the name suggests, they are good at controlling demonic beasts, and all the immortals under their sect have spiritual beasts to help them..."

The people in the audience were listening with fascination, and the Taoist priest in green robes also looked as if he was lost in thought.

"No wonder so many cultivators headed south along the way. It turns out there are demonic beasts causing trouble."

"However, since there were demonic beasts causing trouble, why didn't I sense the powerful demonic energy? With the strength of my spiritual power, I should have been alerted in advance when approaching this place..."

"Could it be that I don't know enough? Or is there something else hidden..."

The Taoist priest in green robes was Chen Mu. He was suspicious about what he saw along the way and was about to find someone to ask when he happened to hear the old man here talking about the gods and immortals. So he showed up to listen. Unexpectedly, he really heard the reason.

"In that case, I can go there first."

If it really was a monster causing trouble, he wouldn't mind taking action to avoid casualties among the Zhao cultivators.

After all, until now, he still holds the position of 'Elder' of Shuiyunjian...

Thinking of this, his body flashed and he disappeared out of thin air.

Because there was no sound, no one noticed it for a while until there was a "click" sound and the wake-up stick fell again, and then everyone came to their senses.

"Hey, that Taoist..."

"I didn't see him leave, did I? Could he really be an immortal?"

Just as everyone was guessing, a small magic pill slowly emerged from where the teacup was.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this. They knew that this was the method of immortals, so they all knelt down and shouted "Master Immortal".

However, no matter how they shouted, there was no change at all.

"Alas! I missed the chance to become an immortal..."

Everyone sighed, but couldn't help but look at Shopkeeper Sun with envy and jealousy. That elixir was clearly the immortal's way of thanking him for the tea...

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(End of this chapter)