Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 748: Returning to Zhongzhou and Causing Chaos (Two-in-One)

It's easy to say, but how can one achieve the late Nascent Soul stage in a short time?
If everything goes well, it will last at least several decades.

Chen Mu sighed slightly, glanced at it again, and after making sure that there was nothing he had missed, he waved his hand to disperse the water lotus inspiration.

Without the scent of water lotus, the teleportation array points with overlapping light and shadow slowly dissipated, and the gourd doorway returned to its original state, as if the scene just now had never happened.

There was a moment of silence in the field. Chen Mu remained silent for a long time. Finally, he shook his head, activated his magic power and prepared to leave this small world.

This trip did not resolve the doubts, but was blocked by a teleportation array.

It looks fine and no missing parts were found.

But he just felt that something was wrong...

Why did the teleportation point, which clearly required the Divine Transformation Realm to cross, appear in advance when he was in the Nascent Soul stage?
Was there something wrong with the arrangement of the people in the painting, or did something unexpected happen?

This one contradiction alone left him completely baffled...

Above the lake, next to the huge rock.

"Crash la la la..."

Black clouds turned over the ink without covering the mountains, and white rain jumped into the boat.

It suddenly started to rain heavily, which hit the fog in the sky caused by the huge rocks.

The mountains in the distance and the towns on the shore further away were all hazy in the rain. The heavy rain was like a curtain, making Chen Mu's vision even more blurred after he left the small world.

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, looking in the direction of Jiange.

After a moment, he waved his hand tentatively at the boulder, and the power of grasping that had reached the Nascent Soul stage exploded, but the boulder remained motionless.

"No wonder Wenjian Pavilion has done nothing. They are truly powerless..."

With the patterns of the heavenly palace on it, this huge stone is no longer something that the cultivators of Zhao State can arbitrarily practice.

It must have been unresolved, and since there were no signs of harm, it was left unresolved...

Chen Mu's eyes flickered as he thought to himself, "This trip was unsuccessful. It can't be forced, so I can only leave it for the future..."

Thinking of this, he didn't delay any longer. He lightly tapped his feet and flew into the air.

Just before leaving, he felt a quiet movement in his heart. Looking at the huge rock below, he pinched his fingers and sent out a trace of divine thought onto it.

After the fluctuations dissipated and he could no longer be detected, he turned and ascended into the sky, disappearing in an instant...

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The continuous downpour covered half of the northern plains.

Chen Mu did not stop all the way until he reached the Fushan River, where he saw a ray of warm sunlight.

At this time, most of the envoys from various factions in Beiyuan who came to congratulate had returned, and Chen Mu was happy to see this. Moreover, because he had plans in mind, he did not plan to stay at the mountain gate for long.

After meeting with everyone, he set off to return to Zhongzhou with rare treasures such as "Mountain, River, Cloud" and "Star Sand".

Just as Taoist Zi Yang said before, given the current situation, if he wants to advance his cultivation as quickly as possible, he really has to go to the Black and White Taoist Palace.

What's more, there was a promise made beforehand, so he wouldn't have any other thoughts.

However, before coming here, he had wanted to take this opportunity to visit southern Xinjiang.

The demon ancestor Bai Jin could help him and had invited him before.

But then he changed his mind and realized that he would have to go to the Dragon Palace to deliver the Taixuan Dragon Pearl ten years later.

The Dragon Ball is a matter of great importance, and he is not willing to hand it over to others.

So since he had to do this anyway, he simply put the two things together to avoid extra effort.

With this matter settled, he had nothing else to worry about, so his speed increased even faster. Within two days, he had already reached the border of Central Continent...

At the foot of Yinshan Mountain, Yuanling Sect.

The peaceful and tranquil days of the past are gone forever. The mountain protection formation is used at full power, revealing a hazy and deep curved light wall.

Outside the mountain gate, there is another scene.

Black fog filled the air, and cold winds were blowing. More than ten figures could be vaguely seen from the fog, casting spells one after another, causing the light wall to tremble continuously, as if it would collapse at any moment.

The Yuanling main hall was now bustling with noise, and everyone was expressing their opinions, trying to come up with a way to overcome the tribulation.

Not long after, a long-bearded monk who was obviously a famous figure in the sect looked at the silver-robed old man at the top at the signal of his fellow disciples.

"Brother, the mountain protection formation is already in danger. If we don't make a decision now, my Yuanling Dao lineage will be destroyed in one day!"

The silver-robed old man's face darkened upon hearing this. After a moment's silence, he seemed puzzled and said, "My Yuanling Sect has always acted peacefully and has never had any enemies. Why did we suffer such a disaster?"

After saying this, he sighed deeply and turned his gaze to the dozen or so figures outside the mountain gate.

Judging from his late Jindan realm, it is not difficult to see that there are three cultivators who are no less capable than him, and the rest are mostly in the Jindan realm as well.

Once the mountain protection formation collapses, with their strength, they will be able to crush the Yuanling Sect with ease...

"Why do you do this? Why do you do this!"

He cried out again, realizing he couldn't accept it.

It would be fine if their Yuanling Sect had a grudge against them, but the key point was that he had never even seen those ten or so people. It was as if these people appeared out of thin air and came specifically to attack their Yuanling Sect.

Seeing their ancestor acting like this, the people below were even more dissatisfied.

If our sect had a powerful leader to lead us, we would not have ended up in such a passive situation today.

However, no matter how angry they were, they had to endure it for the sake of the overall situation in this critical moment.

In fact, not only the old man in silver robe was confused, they were also puzzled.

Thanks to their ancestor's "blessing", their Yuanling Sect has always been harmonious and friendly with others. Not only do outsiders think well of them, but they should not have suddenly fallen into the situation where the sect was attacked by others.

After all, it doesn't make sense and it doesn't make sense, which shows that something is fishy.

At this time, the long-bearded monk used his insightful ability to carefully examine the black fog outside the mountain gate.

After seeing the aura of Xuan Mo near the abyss, his heart couldn't help but move, and he hurriedly said: "Brother, look, in that inexplicable mist, are there traces of Yin Demon's intention flowing?"

These words frightened the old man in silver robe. He looked over hurriedly and used all his strength to activate the Dan Guang. He really saw the scene that his junior brother described.

He was shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Demon cultivator? How could a demon cultivator appear in my glorious Central Continent?!"

Demonic cultivator!

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall burst into a commotion and panic. Although they had heard rumors of demonic cultivators since they entered the Tao, this was the first time they had encountered one.

"It's rumored that demonic cultivators have the ability to rob others of their vitality and cultivation. I wonder if it's true or not?"

"The demonic cultivators are bloodthirsty and devour souls. If we are to fall into their hands, we might as well end our own lives!"

"I've read in ancient books that all demonic cultivators have three heads and six arms, and they enjoy eating the hearts and livers of cultivators. Their combat power is terrifying, and one person can be as powerful as three of the same level!"

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Seeing that the disciples below were talking more and more outrageously, the monk with long beard once again looked at the old man in silver robe, wanting him to stop the chaos.

But at this moment, the silver-robed old man also looked panicked, and it was obvious that he couldn't do what he should do. "Alas!"

The long-bearded monk's face flushed with anger, and he could only shout to himself, "Silence!"

"Demon cultivators are also human, so where does the talk of having three heads and six arms come from?"

"They launched this massive attack, presumably because they believed the demonic calamity was approaching, and it was time for them to rise to prominence!"

"But my Central Continent is in great righteousness. How could they cause trouble?"

"As long as we fight with all our might, why should we be afraid of these demonic cultivators who can only hide in the dark?"

He suddenly shouted loudly, which woke up all the disciples. The chaos subsided and the situation gradually returned to normal.

The silver-robed elder also realized what was going on, but he had misjudged the meaning. He nodded and said, "Junior brother, you are right. As long as we hold on for a few more days, the surrounding sects will surely come to our aid!"

At this point, he thought of the disciple he had sent yesterday to ask for help, and asked the long-bearded monk, "Brother, do you have any news about Elder Sun?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The long-bearded monk cursed inwardly for being confused. After Elder Sun escaped from the mountain protection formation, he somehow failed to escape the sight of the demon cultivators. The demon cultivator camp immediately sent two people to pursue him. With Elder Sun's foundation-building realm, how could he escape so easily?

Now we still hope that they can attract reinforcements, what’s the difference between that and waiting to die!
But since it was mentioned openly, he couldn't tell the truth, lest his disciples become more frightened.

After some thought, he replied in a deep voice, "Elder Sun went to ask for help. If everything goes well, he should have almost reached Tianlin Gate by now. He will then gather forces in the surrounding area before coming to rescue us."

"During this period, we cannot sit and wait for death. We must rely on the mountain protection formation and take the initiative to weaken the demon cultivators' energy..."

Upon hearing this, the silver-robed old man's expression changed, and he hesitated, "Junior brother, isn't this a bit too risky..."

Seeing that his senior brother was still hesitating, the long-bearded monk could no longer bear it and shouted in a voice transmission:
"Brother, if you continue to hesitate, then the inheritance of our sect will be cut off. If you see the underworld, how will you explain this to Master and our ancestors?"

The old man in silver robe was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

The long-bearded monk then calmed down, bowed his hands and said loudly, "Brother, please make the decision!"

The sound was clear and melodious, echoing endlessly in the main hall.

The silver-robed old man's heart tightened, and he felt a boldness and courage he had never felt before. He said in a deep voice, "Just as you say, Junior Brother."

The long-bearded cultivator was delighted and quickly turned around and ordered, "Junior Brother Wu, Elder Han, you and your men must secure the mountain formation. Don't be stingy with the spirit stone resources. In times of crisis like this, we must not let the formation collapse due to a lack of follow-up support!"

Wu and Han immediately took the order and left.

He continued his movements, looking at the dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators below and said, "Follow my brother and I, form the Seven-Colored Mysterious Array, and attack the demon cultivators together with me!"

"Yes!"

"Elder Li..."

The long-bearded monk gave his instructions in an orderly manner, and the momentum of his disciples suddenly changed.

Looking at the scene before him, the silver-robed old man sighed deeply once more, muttering in his heart: "Master, you really shouldn't have entrusted this important task to me..."

After a while, the long-bearded monk finished his preparations and turned to look at the old man. Seeing the old man's expression full of guilt, the anger that had just risen in his heart also dissipated.

"At this moment, Senior Brother, please don't think too much."

The silver-robed old man nodded heavily, stood up, and stared directly at the demon cultivator outside the mountain. He said angrily, "I want to see where this demon cultivator came from who is so bold!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately used the light of Dan to fly out of the main hall and headed out of the mountain at a very fast speed.

Seeing this, the long-bearded monk quickly led the people who had formed the formation, and then turned back to remind them, "Junior Brother Wu, use the formation to hold us back!"

Upon hearing this, Wu and Han hurriedly took control. The light wall of the formation flashed slightly, and several beams of light shot into the black fog.

Along with them were the long-bearded monk and others.

The old man in silver robe was the first to come out of the mountain and ran into the group of demon cultivators head-on.

Looking at the demon cultivator who was obviously stronger than himself, his heart trembled and his courage instantly disappeared.

Fortunately, after being struck by the light column from the large formation, the array of demon cultivators dispersed, and his fellow apprentices and disciples followed closely, which finally stopped him from thinking of turning back.

The arrow is on the string and must be fired.

He took a deep breath, stared intently at the person opposite him who had reached the highest level of demon cultivation, and said hatefully, "Who are you and why are you attacking my Yuanling Sect?!"

He had asked this question more than once, but the demon cultivator never responded. Now that they had met, he would probably not remain silent.

As expected, the demon cultivator was stunned for a moment, but then he seemed to have thought of something and said with a sinister grin, "Of course I want to borrow your lives!"

The silver-robed old man was about to say something more, but the long-bearded monk shouted angrily, "If you want to lend my Yuanling disciples' lives, it depends on whether you have the qualifications!"

Upon hearing this, the demon cultivator snorted coldly: "You are quite courageous!"

The long-bearded monk ignored his praise and whispered to his senior brother, "Senior brother, please stop this man. The other elders and I will do our best to surround and kill the remaining Jindan monks!"

The silver-robed old man nodded and replied, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, I will do my best."

The war was about to break out. Although the Yuanling Sect's strength was far behind that of the demon cultivators, they were able to hold their own because of the support of the mountain protection formation.

In just a few moments, the long-bearded monk had already attacked and killed all the foundation-building demon cultivators, causing the disciples watching inside the mountain gate to cheer.

But the result of the battle was only this. The Jindan cultivators were much harder to kill than the Foundation Establishment cultivators. The two sides were deadlocked for more than half an hour, and no Jindan cultivator died. Instead, many Foundation Establishment cultivators who formed the formation were seriously injured and could no longer resist.

The monk with a long beard saw this and felt a little moved, but he was not in a hurry to see the outcome of the battle. He immediately called on his brothers and disciples to retreat back to the mountain gate.

With the large formation blocking the way, it would not be easy even if the demon cultivators wanted to stop them.

After several exchanges, although the Yuanling Sect consumed almost a huge amount of spirit stones in order to maintain the formation, it finally stabilized the situation.

If what the long-bearded monk thought was true, the crisis should have been resolved by now.

After all, this is the land of Central Continent, where any demon cultivator can be killed. If the attack fails for a long time, you should give up immediately and escape to avoid attracting a joint attack from many sects and immortal clans.

But what made them realize was that the group of demon well drillers in front of them showed no signs of evacuating. Instead, they became more and more crazy, using all kinds of means, as if they would not give up until they achieved their goal.

The long-bearded monk didn't understand, but there was no other way, so he could only grit his teeth and push forward again...

Just as the chaos was getting worse, Chen Mu happened to be there.

He frowned as his divine sense pointed at him, thinking to himself, "The demonic calamity is still hundreds or even thousands of years away. How could this chaos come so quickly?"

Whenever a great catastrophe comes, it is considered a good opportunity in the eyes of some evil cultivators and demonic cultivators. Therefore, it is no longer uncommon for such demonic cultivators to appear in broad daylight.

But that was something that happened ten or eight years before the catastrophe, and by then the major immortal sects had no time to wipe them out.

And right now... the demon cultivator is not a fool, why would he be so eager to die?

"Could it be because of the 'Demon Tribulation'?"

Chen Mu speculated aloud, then put it aside for the time being.

Although he had no dealings with the Yuanling Sect, since he encountered the demon cultivators causing trouble, he naturally had to help.

The sun shines brightly, but it cannot penetrate the dark fog that covers the sky.

The long-bearded monk had been fighting for a long time, and his magical powers had weakened. Just as the scene before his eyes became increasingly dark, he was suddenly shocked to hear the sound of huge waves rolling in from the sky!

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(End of this chapter)