Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 737 Are you Chen Mu?

Hearing this, Niu Dali's eyes lit up, and he lowered his hand, raised it again, and finally waved it, took a long breath, and said solemnly:
"You know, I hate these formalities."

After he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth rose even more, and when he could hardly control himself, he suddenly turned around to face his fellow Zhao Guo and laughed wantonly, "My brother Chen Mu, you have achieved great success!"

Chen Mu also smiled heartily. It was not a polite smile as in the past, but a smile that came from the heart.

Speaking of which, given his current level, he should actually be considered Niu Dali's predecessor and should be given a respectful title.

But the two of them knew each other since they were young and sought the truth together. They have been together for more than 20 years and there has never been a gap between them. The friendship between them cannot be bound by the framework of the world of cultivation.

After Niu Dali's opening words, the cultivators from the six sects of Zhao State all relaxed a lot.

They are under a lot of pressure because there is a fellow who has been away from the mountains for decades and has returned to show his decisiveness in killing.

Now that was great, whether people had had contact with Chen Mu or had never met him, they all came forward and wanted to talk to Chen Mu.

After all, judging from his current strength, he must be one of the top people in Beiyuan. They have never met a person of such status before.

The opportunity was so good that they temporarily ignored the situation on the field, and the atmosphere became extremely lively.

In sharp contrast to the Zhao side, the people of Mu State froze on the spot, not knowing whether to ask for greetings or to leave secretly. For a moment, they all looked at Master Qing Mian vaguely.

Mu Yuanzong led them to turn against the State of Zhao, and before they could gain any benefits, they fell into such a predicament.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but feel a bit resentful towards Mu Yuanzong...

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Just as the people of Mingyou Lake were asking for greetings, thousands of miles away.

Taoist Tai Heng's mind moved, and inspiration surged out of his body. A huge emerald green hand rushed out from the top of his head, and it grew bigger and bigger. In a few breaths, it had blocked out the skylight and reached down downwards in a dark mass.

Qiu Lan, the master of the Hall of Eternal Life, was pale and gloomy at this time. He had no strength to escape. He could only watch as the big hand came at him. With a grab and a pull, all the blood flowers in the surrounding void were crushed. He fell into the hand and could no longer escape.

"Hehe... a mere Jindan cultivator, you dare to think of escaping from my grasp?"

Seeing that his target was captured, Taoist Taiheng smiled triumphantly, waved his robe sleeve, and a golden rope flew out, tying Qiu Lan tightly.

Qiu Lan's expression remained unchanged, and he seemed quite calm as if he was at the mercy of others.

But he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking to himself: "I still can't make it to the time of forming a baby. It's time, it's fate..."

Taoist Taiheng had no idea what she was thinking. After capturing Qiu Lan, he turned around and left contentedly. He felt that the two things he had planned had been settled, so he felt relieved for a while.

Unfortunately, the smile on his face did not last long. He suddenly froze and then sped up sharply, rushing towards Mingyou Lake with all his strength.

At the same time, Chen Mu felt something in his heart. He stretched out his hand to stop the noise of the crowd and looked up at the distant sky.

Seeing this situation, the people present could naturally guess that it was Canglan's Nascent Soul returning.

For a moment, the lively atmosphere in the field disappeared, and instead, they held their breath and stood behind Chen Mu.

Although Xuan Ji and the others had a vague guess about Chen Mu's realm, they were not sure after all, so they were inevitably worried.

Following their instructions, Niu Dali whispered, "Brother Chen, do you need us to send someone to inform Fushan Changhe?"

Chen Mu said calmly, "He's just an old man. Why bother with so much trouble?" Upon hearing this, Niu Dali and the others were stunned at first, but then they all gasped. What did he mean? Could he have truly achieved Nascent Soul status?
Although I had guessed it, I was still shocked when I actually heard such confident words.

But this is not their fault. Being in the territory of Zhao State, how could they know how brilliant the top immortals in this world are?
Forming a Nascent Soul in a hundred years, such talent is not uncommon in Central Continent. However, from their perspective, it is of course astonishing and unbelievable...

When True Man Qingmian heard this, he was shocked and felt miserable in his heart. How could they know that there was such a great god in Shuiyunjian?
And if they knew in advance, how could they abandon Zhao State and support Canglan? !
The wind grew stronger and stronger, fog was spreading everywhere, and in the distant sky, a ray of light came from far away and landed on the dark lake in an instant.

The spiritual light disappeared, revealing the gloomy-looking Taoist Taiheng, whose old eyes were fixed on Chen Mu and the bloodstains on the boat.

Of the group of more than ten people, only two Jindan cultivators and a dying male cultivator named Wu were left...

"master!"

The two who had been afraid to speak finally saw the backbone, and they cried out in grief, pointing at Chen Mu and angrily said: "Master, this person... this person killed Junior Brother Qian!"

The sound is so sad that it makes those who hear it feel heartbroken.

It is easy for a monk to have a son, but it is not easy to get a successor with excellent qualifications and who can inherit the family business.

Since he had the idea of ​​founding a sect, he had dozens of children over the past hundred years, but only one of them caught his eye and was given high hopes.

But now, everything has turned into a bubble...

"Master, you must avenge Junior Brother Qian..."

The two men were still blabbering on with their accusations when Taoist Tai Heng suddenly leaped up, attacked with both hands, slapped them away, and shouted angrily, "You useless pieces of trash!"

His move was inspired, showing how furious he was.

The two men couldn't bear it and flew out together, but they quickly got up and knelt down under Taiheng without caring about their injuries.

His attitude was so humble that he didn't act like a disciple, but more like a servant.

Everyone present was secretly shocked. A Jindan Zhenren, who could be called an ancestor of the Zhao State, was so embarrassed in front of a Yuanying cultivator...

Taoist Tai Heng ignored the gazes of others, looked at Chen Mu with a face as gloomy as dark water, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, sir, and why are you trying to kill one of my disciples?!"

Chen Mu said calmly, "Which continent are you from, and why are you running wild in Zhao State?"

Taoist Tai Heng's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he asked in surprise, "Your State of Zhao?"

Chen Mu smiled coldly and did not respond.

Taoist Taiheng cursed inwardly and turned his gaze to Taoist Qingmian.

True Man Qing Mian's face was ashen, and he could only bite the bullet and explain, "This... this senior is called Chen Mu. Decades ago, he went to Fushan Changhe to seek the Tao..."

Before he could finish his words, Taoist Tai Heng was already horrified and called out urgently, "Chen Mu? Are you Chen Mu?!"

Chen Mu smiled and said, "Do you know me?"

Seeing that he acquiesced, Taoist Tai Heng remained silent for a long time. When a commotion began to rise in the room, he sighed deeply and said, "This is the leading Taoist disciple in this world. I have only recently heard of him..."

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(End of this chapter)