Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 752: Demon Ancestor Shi En, the Middle Stage of Yuanying
The sky and the earth are vast and the fog is thick.

Chen Mu traveled quickly all the way and finally arrived at the southern border after several days.

Visiting a senior elder was naturally different from looking for Ao Chunlu Nuo, so he sent out the visiting card in advance and then slowed down his speed a little to give others time to prepare.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and the Taoist temple of the Demon Land Ancestor was right in front of them.

From a distance, Baiguo Mountain is not majestic, nor is it as solemn and majestic as the Taoist mountains of the Nine Demon Tribes. The white fruits on the mountain are even more ordinary mountain fruits. Anyone who sees it at first glance will think that this mountain is unremarkable.

But Chen Mu felt extremely comfortable. He saw that the rare grasses and flowers on the mountain never faded, the green pines and cypresses were evergreen, the white trees always bore fruit, and the tall bamboos always retained clouds. Everywhere he looked, the grass and trees were new and fresh.

Where is there a trace of dusk on the whole mountain?
Chen Mu nodded secretly, feeling that the Bai Jin demon ancestor had extraordinary background and was worthy of being the only ancestor who survived to this day in the Southern Border demon land...

Just as I was sighing, a five-colored light flew out from the mountain. Who else could it be but Hua Meimei?
"Brother Chen, since we've already reached the door, why are you still stopping?"

The person has not arrived yet, but the laughter is already there.

Hua Meimei winked and laughed, "Do you really have to let me greet you in?"

Chen Mu knew he was joking and ignored him. He just asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Bai Jin is the ancestor of the demon land, but his roots are not in Xuanzheng Mountain. The fact that Hua Meimei can appear in Baiguo Mountain at this time has other profound meanings.

Hua Meimei laughed heartily and said, "The ancestor loves me and asked me to stay here to teach him personally. Although I am talented and don't need this, the old man is so kind, how can I bear to refuse?"

"What are you talking about, you little bastard? Why don't you bring the people in?!" A hoarse voice of scolding came from the mountains.

Hua Meimei disagreed and raised her eyebrows at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu laughed uncontrollably, shook his head and nodded at him: "Don't be so ungrateful."

The fact that he was able to receive guidance from Bai Jin shows that the government had high expectations for him.

The two of them jumped up and went into the mountains together. Under Hua Meimei's guidance, they landed on a mountain peak. Not far away was a cave with a wide entrance. Old vines and twisted branches were hanging on the cliffs on both sides. The ground in front of the entrance was paved with bluestone and there were steps made of white jade. At the bottom of the steps stood a little civet cat demon.

"Please come in, distinguished guest." The little demon was very smart and trotted forward to lead the way.

Chen Mu nodded and stepped into the cave calmly.

After about thirty steps, they passed a cave, walked around a stone screen, and then walked a few dozen steps to the left, they arrived at a spacious cave hall. At the top was sitting the short demon ancestor Bai Jin, who had white hair and beard.

Chen Mu took a few steps forward, bowed his head and said, "Junior Chen Mu, greetings to Master Bai."

Seeing this, Hua Meimei couldn't just stand there, so she stepped forward and bowed as well.

Bai Jin chuckled and raised his hand: "No need to be polite, my friend. Please take a seat and talk."

Chen Mu thanked him, stood up calmly, and he and Hua Meimei each found a stone bench to sit on.

Bai Jin smiled and said, "Now that the demonic calamity is getting closer, you are able to take the time to come here. You are really giving this old man face."

Chen Mu paused when he heard this. He was really caught off guard by the courtesy of the Demon Ancestor, who was in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"Master Bai is so polite. Since I have accepted your invitation, I must come and pay you a visit."

"I just don't know why Master Bai summoned me here?"

After hearing this, Bai Jin paused and muttered in his heart.

"What could it be?"

"I saw that you were in great luck and in a difficult situation. Unlike the others, you were not hostile to demon cultivators, so I came to your rescue."

"I want to use this to make you owe a favor to Nanjiang so that I can repay Nanjiang in the future."

"But who would have thought that instead of being able to extend a favor halfway, it would be intercepted by the Black and White Dao Palace..."

Originally, he stood up for Chen Mu. Under normal circumstances, Chen Mu would have been grateful. Even if he did not go to Southern Xinjiang to practice, he would still pay more attention to him. But in the end, it seemed that most of the luck was still taken away by the Black and White Taoist Palace.

Bai Jin complained for a moment and thought to himself, "If the only favor I can show is helping you, it would be too insignificant..."

He rolled his eyes and did not answer Chen Mu's question. Instead, he waved his hand and called the little demon beside him.

The little demon left calmly, and returned the same way soon, but with a tray in his hand, on which were two glasses of wine.

The wine is colorless and tasteless, but if you look closely, you can vaguely see mist swirling around it.

Chen Mu was puzzled and asked again, "What does Master Bai mean?"

Bai Jin smiled and said, "My friend, you have come from afar, so why rush? Let's drink a glass of the spiritual wine that this old man has hidden."

Chen Mu was stunned and couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"But you're afraid the old man might poison the wine?"

Perhaps noticing that the atmosphere was a little quiet, Bai Jin did not forget to make a joke to ease the situation.

Chen Mu smiled calmly and said, "If I were afraid that Senior would harm me, I wouldn't have come this time."

He picked up a wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine was slightly cold and did not smell very fragrant, but after it entered the mouth, it suddenly burst out with a strong fruity aroma. The aroma was so strong that even Hua Meimei beside her praised it repeatedly, but she did not know what the ancestor meant.

"it is good……"

Chen Mu was just about to politely praise the wine as good, but before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt that the wine was different.

"This is……"

A surge of inspiration came roaring in and poured into Chen Mu's body.

In just a moment, a cloud of spiritual energy several feet in radius gathered around him. From afar, it looked flawless, like a piece of clear jade embedded in the cave.

Looking at the inspiration that was still pouring in, Hua Meimei asked in a daze, "Ancestor, what are you doing?"

Bai Jin laughed heartily and said in a loud voice, "Young friend Chen, you have taken the time to come and visit me at this time to show me your respect. How can I let him make such a wasted trip? Today, I will give you a chance!"

He stood up, pointed at the wine on the stone table, and said, "Young friend Chen, I'm sure you're curious about what this wine is. To be honest, this old man brewed it using thousand-year-old ginkgo nuts. It's not only one of the finest wines in the world, but also a rare elixir that helps one achieve enlightenment!"

While speaking, Bai Jin looked proud and proud, but he couldn't help feeling a little distressed. Even he was reluctant to drink such a spiritual wine.

"A single drink from a cup of this spirit will add hundreds of years to our cultivation. Even though young friend Chen is a human, he has a profound foundation. With this as a guide, it won't be difficult for him to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage, let alone the late Nascent Soul stage."

Hua Meimei, who was standing by, was stunned. After a moment, she reacted and said doubtfully, "It's not like I haven't eaten ginkgo nuts in the mountains before. They are just ordinary things. How can they live for ten thousand years?"

Bai Jin's face froze, because what Hua Meimei asked involved his secret.

He coughed and scolded, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask!"

Hua Meimei curled her lips, and just as she paused, she glared again and shouted in a hoarse voice: "No, why have you never given me such a good thing? I am the descendant of the demon clan!"

Bai Jin had anticipated this and pointed at the remaining cup of spirit wine and said unhappily, "Who else do you think this cup is for? Are you really going to piss me off to death?"

Hua Meimei's expression changed very quickly, and she immediately smiled and bowed to Bai Jin again and again: "Good ancestor, I know you love your descendants."

As he said this, he quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it all, as if he was afraid that the ancestor would change his mind.

"It's not as fragrant as before?"

But I drank it too fast and hadn't tasted the flavor yet.

Bai Jin was helpless with him and too lazy to say anything more. He waved his hand, raised a breeze, and carried the two of them to a quiet room.

"Put all your energy into refining it, don't waste it." After saying this, he put his hands behind his back and walked out, muttering to himself as he walked: "Damn it, this old man has lost a lot of blood, I hope it's worth it this time..."

……

The apes and birds are chirping, and the sun is about to rise.

There is no time in the mountains, and eight years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Chen Mu's eyes trembled. He only felt a light inside his body. The spiritual pool was finally full. He couldn't help but smile slightly and let the energy rise.

When the Qi climbed above the top of the head and rushed out of the top door, the body shook slightly, and the clouds on the top suddenly condensed into substance. With a loud bang, a water-colored Yuanying jumped out and hung in the air, emitting dazzling light all over its body.

As the ancestral mountain of demons, Baiguo Mountain naturally attracts many demon cultivators to come and make pilgrimages. Thanks to Bai Jin's easy-going nature, they hang around the area even if they cannot climb the mountain.

While chatting, they suddenly felt a tremor under their feet, as if the mountains were shaking. Then a muffled sound came from the distance. They all looked up in surprise, and then they were deeply shocked.

I saw streams of water-colored light emanating from the top of Baiguo Mountain, shooting up a thousand feet. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth all gathered there. Because it was too fierce, even the clouds in the sky formed a vortex a hundred miles in size, which was extremely terrifying.

"This is……"

"It must be that the Demon Ancestor has come out of seclusion."

"But why is there a human aura?"

……

Just as the monsters were stunned and guessing,

Chen Mu laughed loudly and stepped out of the quiet room.

As he took this step, the water-colored Nascent Soul quickly returned to its true form, and the strange phenomenon in the sky disappeared, returning to its previous clear state in an instant.

"Middle stage of Nascent Soul…!"

Chen Mu stretched out his right hand, and a ray of water light appeared in his palm. He moved around in a small space, showing his powerful aura.

Less than thirty years after forming the Nascent Soul, he had already broken through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

This speed is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

You should know that even for ordinary Nascent Soul disciples from the major immortal sects in Central Continent, it would take hundreds or even thousands of years to make a breakthrough.

As for the Nascent Soul cultivators of the human race in the four continents like Beiyuan, most of them only reach the early stage of the Nascent Soul in their lifetime...

"Besides, I have many resources that I haven't used yet. The fact that I can make a breakthrough is all thanks to the kindness of the Demon Ancestor."

Chen Mu's heart was secretly moved. How could he not guess that the Demon Ancestor was increasing the stakes?

He felt that the kindness of helping others was not enough and wanted to add more chips.

From this, we can roughly guess that the conditions must be difficult...

However, Chen Mu was not troubled by this. He was already quite grateful to Bai Jin and was ready to do his best to repay him.

So Bai Jin added another bargaining chip, and he should accept it calmly.

Green forests and lush bamboos, winding streams and flowing wine cups, quiet and elegant. When the wind rustles the bamboos, a noble person is coming.

On one side of the bamboo forest, the sound of footsteps could be heard. In the early morning sunlight, the approaching people were reflected like the snow on Guye Mountain, as if it would melt away if the sunlight was any stronger.

"Master Bai."

Chen Mu put his thoughts aside and bowed.

Bai Jin smiled and nodded, seeming to be quite satisfied with Chen Mu's current situation.

"Well, the old man didn't say anything big, did he?"

Chen Mu also smiled, and after praising the spirit wine for a few words, he asked, "Why don't you see Fellow Daoist Hua?"

"He doesn't have your background. He came out of seclusion and returned to Xuanzheng Mountain two years ago."

Chen Mu nodded slightly and bowed to express his gratitude again.

Bai Jin raised his hand, turned around and looked at Yun Jian, and said in a deep voice: "My friend is also a smart man, so I will speak frankly."

"The ten thousand year devil calamity is approaching, and even I will not be spared."

"Now, apart from the Dragon Palace lineage, the demon clan only has me, a True Lord of Transformation. If I can survive by chance, the demon clan's inheritance will be safe. But if I, an old man, fall into the hands of the extraterritorial demons, the demon clan's Taoism will be in danger."

"My friend, you are a genius, and you are good friends with the youngsters from Xuanzheng Mountain. I am sure you can overcome the tribulation and become a True Lord. I only hope that if you really reach that unspeakable situation, you can stand up and speak a few words for our demon race..."

In this world, the demon race has been weak for a long time, but fortunately there is still the True Lord Huashen in charge, who can monopolize the land of the southern border.

But what if we don’t have the ancestor’s protection, how can we occupy this blessed land?

It is even possible that even the right to autonomy will no longer exist, and the entire demon race will become a vassal of the human race...

Bai Jin has good intentions in protecting the demon clan.

He not only bet on Chen Mu, but also had contact with many True Lords in advance. He believed that after the demonic calamity was over, there would always be someone who could stand up for the demon clan.

Chen Mu was somewhat lost in thought. He was surprised that even a demon ancestor in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm had no confidence in surviving the demonic tribulation. He was also impressed by the good intentions of an elder for his tribe...

He sighed secretly, bowed his hands and said solemnly: "Don't worry, senior, I will accept this matter."

Bai Jin laughed out loud after hearing this, stroking his beard: "With your words, my ginkgo wine was not wasted!"

……

At the junction of Zhongzhou and Southern Xinjiang, the sky is flat and the fields are vast, with a view of thousands of miles. In the middle of this plain, there is a mountain with a strange shape.

This mountain is like a hill or a tomb, rising from the plain, facing the southern border, standing alone. From time to time, thick smoke and fog emerge from the top of the mountain, rumbling, and rolling up into the clouds.

It is the strange mountain between the two worlds, Huoqiu Mountain!

Although the spiritual energy here is rich, it is mixed with fire impurities. Ordinary practitioners who practice here will not only make no progress, but will also be infected with fire poison after a long time.

Therefore, there are no immortal sects or mortal cities within a radius of thousands of miles. Except for a few monks who come here by chance to collect fire spiritual objects, there is no one else living here.

In recent years, even these cultivators who occasionally came here have disappeared. The reason for this is that the two Jiang brothers set an ambush on the mountaintop...

"Damn it, did that thief from Beiyuan sneak away? How could he not make any move for eight years? Eight whole years!"

Jiang Rongzang's hair was disheveled, and he kept shouting and cursing, obviously very anxious.

Jiang Qianrui, who was standing by, was no longer surprised by this and whispered, "Didn't the ancestor send a message back a while ago? He said that the thief hasn't returned."

"Besides, this is the only way for people from Southern Xinjiang to return to Central Continent. As long as the villain shows up, we will be able to sense him immediately, and there is no possibility of him passing by."

How could Jiang Rongzang not know this? What he said just now was just to vent his emotions.

"You treacherous little thief, don't let me catch him. Once I catch him, I will destroy his cultivation and suppress him in this filthy volcano!"

When he mentioned the tomb-like Fire Hill, he felt a strong hatred...

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(End of this chapter)