Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 768 Gathering
"There is no false person under a great reputation."

"The Danyang Wu family's dual mountain and fire techniques are surprisingly powerful..."

"If even Fellow Daoist Lu can't defeat him, how can we check and balance him?"

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Chonggu and others looked at each other, their minds filled with confusion.

Looking at Taoist Lu under the Shanfa, he was shocked and at a loss because his thoughts were guessed, but fortunately he was experienced and knew that he could not panic at this time, so he forced himself to suppress all distracting thoughts and calm down.

His eyes suddenly lit up with brilliance, a whistling sound came out of his mouth, and then a golden light shone up, which turned out to be the technique of trapping heaven and earth.

Using the technique of trapping and locking to counter the method of suppressing the mountain is really a clever idea.

The huge mountain stopped on the spot and was trapped firmly in a "cage".

Taoist Lu's hands and feet suddenly loosened, and he was freed.

He knew that the opportunity was fleeting, so he gritted his teeth, waved his hand and summoned a golden knife about an inch long, pointing it at Wu Yunshan in front of him.

Wu Yunshan only felt a flash before his eyes, and the protective light was torn apart in an instant, and a golden knife with a sharp edge, about an inch long, came straight up.

"Ah……"

He seemed a little surprised. After looking at Master Lu deeply, the gesture in his hand changed.

The next moment, a cloud of mist appeared out of thin air at the spot. The inch-long golden knife slashed through it, but only dispersed the cloud of mist. Wu Yunshan's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace!

Then a figure flashed a thousand feet away, and Wu Yunshan appeared again.

"Another method!"

Taoist Lu's pupils shrank, and without thinking, he drove the golden knife to chop at high speed.

He didn't believe that Wu Yunshan could use this escape method indefinitely. As long as he forced him to use it a few more times, the losses would be huge. Then, it would be his chance to win!
Wu Yunshan knew what he meant and sneered, "You don't know your own limitations."

He stood in the clouds with his hands behind his back, and lines of fire flew out and gathered around him, like a spider web spinning and whirling back and forth.

At the same time, the huge mountain that was trapped by the golden light also rumbled and the golden light kept flashing. It was obvious that it was about to be released.

The golden sword soared into the air, followed by endless golden light, which was extremely powerful.

But even though the sharp edge was pouring out like a violent storm, the fire line around Wu Yunshan remained unmoved and blocked all the attacks without a single drop of water leaking out.
Taoist Lu's expression suddenly turned ugly. Just a moment into the battle, he realized the gap between himself and the Taoist disciples of the great sects in Central Continent.

I originally thought that even if I couldn't win, I could still end up in a draw, but now...

Looking at the huge mountain that was about to break out of the law, a chill rose in his heart.

It is impossible to admit defeat. This is related to the reputation of the East China Sea and the opportunity of the Immortal Palace. He must fight with all his strength.

"I just hope I can hold on a little longer, so I don't lose so badly..."

He gritted his teeth and raised his hand. A tortoise-shell-shaped magic treasure flew out from his sleeve, floated above his head, and hovered in the air, lowering a golden curtain to cover his body.

Then he shook his Nascent Soul, opened his mouth and spit out strands of golden energy, then made a gesture and pointed his finger, attaching all of it to the inch-long golden knife, and suddenly slashed it against the sky.

Different from Master Lu's series of actions, Wu Yunshan had a cold expression. He just released his Nascent Soul and then suddenly lifted it up. The huge mountain broke out of the magic in an instant and suppressed it down, covering the sky and the sun.

The inch-long golden knife facing the Zhatian Mountain looks like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The result was not beyond everyone's expectations. The inch-long golden sword only lasted for a few breaths before it was defeated step by step. Finally, it let out a wail and fell into the sea with a "plop".

Looking at the huge mountain that was approaching, Daoren Lu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly used all his luck to resist it.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and a gust of wind swept away.

Beneath the mountain, a golden light flickered. Although he could not move, his life was not in danger.

But Master Lu's face was still ashen, he had already been defeated.

And he was defeated so miserably, being pressed down the mountain by a younger generation...

There was silence in the room. Chonggu and the others also looked unhappy. They looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Senior Lu, at such a level, is no match for him..."

On the other hand, some Jindan Zhenren outside sighed, increasingly feeling that the cultivation of Central Continent could not be judged by common sense...

Inside the magic formation, the young man surnamed Yan looked out at the scene and said with a sigh, "As expected of a disciple from a major sect in Central Continent, he is truly far beyond the reach of casual cultivators like me..."

Old Man Xun smiled and said, "Envoy Yan, why should you be so self-deprecating? Now that you are highly regarded by the alliance and have learned many secret techniques, even if you cannot defeat that leader of Central Continent, you still have a very good chance of winning against this young man from the Wu family."

The young man surnamed Yan smiled slightly and murmured, "Come to think of it, I really want to compete with that leader of Central Continent. After all, I heard that he also comes from a small sect..."

Old Man Xun didn't respond. After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "Envoy Yan, more and more people are coming now. Originally, we could have held them back for ten days, but now, I'm afraid they'll retreat tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

The young man surnamed Yan frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Does the Divine Master have any news? Has the person he wants arrived?"

Old Man Xun shook his head: "I don't know. The God has always been elusive..."

"In that case, let's hold on for as long as possible. If we really have to retreat, we can retreat then. I'm sure the God will not blame us."

"Yes."

……

Outside the magic circle, the waves are surging.

Yaoguang was silent for a moment, then broke the silence first.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, why don't you accept the Dharma?"

Wu Yunshan curled his lips into a smile, and with a wave of his hand, the huge mountain disappeared.

Taoist Lu felt lighter suddenly, but his face remained as dark as ever. He returned to the East China Sea formation without saying a word.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, what do you think? With our combined strength, can we protect the human race's Dao lineage?"

Wu Yunshan smiled playfully and this time called him Fellow Daoist Lu.

Taoist Lu muttered, "My skills are inferior to yours, so I have nothing to say."

Hearing this, Wu Yunshan laughed and turned around to go to the front of the magic circle.

Liu Tianxuan was also a casual cultivator and couldn't stand such arrogant behavior, but due to his own strength, he could only curse in secret.

"Friend Lu, please rest for a while. The arrival of people from Central Continent is inevitable, so we should not stop them..."

Taoist Chonggu also nodded and said, "If Zhongzhou wants to enter the Immortal Palace, they should go to the demon cultivators and seize the token. It takes someone to enter, which is better than the demon cultivators."

Taoist Lu remained silent, thinking to himself, "Now you seem to have let it go. Why didn't you stop me just now?"

Putting aside the question of how they performed, Wu Yunshan stood before the magic array with his hands behind his back. After taking a few glances around, he couldn't help but sneer loudly, "How could such a magic array have held you back for nearly six days?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, and a line of scorching fire appeared in his palm. Wisps of fire flew out like smoke, and in mid-air, they formed a ball of red smoke, which was a hundred feet wide, thick and stagnant, yet violent and hot.

Then he found a corner of the formation, stretched out his hand and pointed, and the smoke and clouds flew away in an instant!

"boom!"

Flames exploded and black fog vibrated. Just this one strike slashed some of the magic array's original power.

"Ouch!"

Many people exclaimed and once again marveled at Wu Yunshan's eyesight.

"After only a few breaths of observation, he was able to find the flaws in the magic formation. Could it be that the cultivators in Central Continent are so much more advanced than us?"

"If we could have found the flaws in the formation earlier, we might have broken it by now..." Listening to the crowd's discussions, Taoist Lu's expression grew increasingly grim...

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The sun rises and the moon sets, the moon sets and the sun rises, and in the blink of an eye it is noon the next day.

The bright sun shines brightly, casting a golden glow on the calm sea.

Since the arrival of Wu Yunshan and Fairy Yaoguang yesterday, no less than ten Nascent Soul cultivators have arrived here in just one day.

Most of them are from the twenty-seven clans of Zhongzhou, and there are few cultivators from Beiyuan.

As for the Western Desert and Southern Xinjiang, one is too far away and the other has different Taoist traditions, so no Nascent Soul cultivators come here. There are only a few traveling cultivators who come here to join in the fun.

But even so, the scale of this event was far beyond the expectations of Chonggu and others.

It also went beyond the expectations of the young man surnamed Yan and others.

"The God still hasn't given any signal?"

Old Man Xun nodded grimly and whispered, "Envoy Yan, the formation is no longer strong enough to sustain. It's not too late to retreat now, but if we wait any longer, then we will..."

He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was self-evident.

A few people looked up and saw that outside the formation were many well-known Yuanying fellows.

Particularly conspicuous among them are two male cultivators with completely different auras.

A man wearing a tight shirt, with broad shoulders and a thick waist, and full of energy, is Wei Mingde, a disciple of Longxiang Mountain in Zhongzhou, who ranks among the top in the sword fighting competition.

The other man was dressed in fluttering white clothes, holding a three-foot-long sword in his hand. He was surrounded by sword energy, and his momentum was not inferior to the former, and even better!

"Li Jianyi..."

The young man named Yan murmured, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

But his reason told him that now was not the right time to confront him...

"Fellow Daoist Li!"

Wu Yunshan laughed loudly and said with a proud expression, "I've long heard of Senior Xian Jianchi's feat of 'breaking the formation with one sword'. Could you possibly replicate it today, so that we can open our eyes?"

Li Jianyi smiled faintly, glanced at Wu Yunshan and said, "It's been over thirty years since we last met, and Fellow Daoist Wu has made a lot of progress."

In the past, although Wu Yunshan was not restrained in front of him, he could not be as at ease as he was today.

"Haha... I've only achieved a little, how can I compare to Fellow Daoist Li?"

Wu Yunshan waved his hand and smiled, then said in a serious tone, "Now that the demon cultivator is ahead, why don't you make the final strike, Brother Li, and show off your swordsmanship?"

Seeing that he was trying to flatter him, Li Jianyi shook his head secretly, but the sword in his hand was pointing at the magic formation in front, obviously ready to take action.

It's not that I was moved by the compliment, but I really didn't want to waste any more time.

Inside the magic array, the young man surnamed Yan was facing a formidable enemy, while the old man Xun kept talking beside him: "Shangshi Yan, we can't delay any longer. Li Jianyi's swordsmanship is sharp. If he can entangle us, we won't even be able to enter the Immortal Palace."

The young man surnamed Yan nodded and instructed, "Be prepared to withdraw at any time. Don't pay any attention to me."

This opportunity is rare, so he still wants to fight Li Jian one-on-one, even if it's just a few moves.

Old Man Xun wanted to speak again to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and sighed and said no more.

Li Jianyi still maintained the posture of holding the sword, and the edge on his body became more and more intense, and it seemed that he was about to strike with the sword that would shock the world and make ghosts weep.

But at this moment, a wave of light suddenly broke through the air from the distant sky.

Everyone present had sharp minds and looked back at almost the same time.

Then I saw two beams of light coming from the west, approaching from far away in an instant, and suddenly stopped above this place. The clouds in the sky were torn into pieces by the dancing energy.

The sky was clear for a moment, and then the escaping light disappeared, revealing two figures.

The first one was a heroic and resolute Taoist priest with a clear light covering his body. He waved his sleeves, floated on the wind, and stepped down on the clouds.

The other man was half a body length behind, dressed like a scholar, but with three ancient swords of different colors tied around his waist.

Everyone stared at the sky with wide eyes, not blinking.

The two people were none other than Chen Mu and Kong Yerong.

"Brother Chen, Fellow Daoist Kong, I knew I couldn't do without you."

Li Jian spun his sword, put the sword behind his back, and nodded with a smile.

As soon as he spoke, the others reacted and saluted Chen Mu and the other two.

"Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for decades. You look even more charming and elegant than ever!"

"Brother Chen Dao is truly a rare sight. I've been invited several times before but have yet to..."

"Brother Chen Dao..."

For a moment, the great masters of Zhongzhou exchanged greetings one after another.

Such a scene made everyone present stunned.

A mere cultivator from Beiyuan could actually be greeted with respect by so many future powerful figures in this world.

Apart from him, which other Yuanying Taoist priest can have such an honor?

"Chen Mu..."

Wu Yunshan's face froze, and he became somewhat unnatural.

The same whisper also echoed within the magic array.

The young man surnamed Yan had a solemn expression. He sensed a sense of danger from Chen Mu that even Li Jianyi hadn't been able to convey to him...

Chen Mu smiled faintly, and after returning the greetings to everyone, he looked at the East China Sea formation.

Taoist Lu's expression changed involuntarily, and he thought to himself, "Why? Are you going to use us as a target too?"

Just as she was feeling anxious, she saw Liu Tingnan rush forward and bowed excitedly, "I pay my respects to Senior Lingyuan."

Xiao Qi and Han Kong also stepped forward and paid their respects.

Liu Tianxuan and others were stunned for a moment, and looked at Taoist Chonggu with confusion.

Taoist Chonggu gave an awkward forced laugh and explained, "Fellow Daoist Lingyuan is my...Guest Ancestor of Huanyue Palace."

When Chen Mu became a guest official, he did not take it too seriously, so he did not publicize it. It was not until the news of Chen Mu's victory came that he intended to publicize it. However, such information was rampant at that time and no one believed it.

"So the rumors back then were true?!"

Liu Tianxuan was stunned and said enviously, "Do your ancestors in Huanyue Palace have spirits? How could a rainbow reach this far?"

Taoist Chonggu stopped answering. He coughed lightly, stepped forward, and bowed, saying, "Fellow Daoist Ling...Fellow Daoist Lingyuan, you actually came in person."

He was originally a little resentful of Chen Mu, but that was just his private bullying. Once they actually met, he couldn't help but think of the battle in which he was defeated by him.

Especially since Wu Yunshan, who was eliminated in the first round of the sword fighting event, was able to defeat Lu Daoren, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage. How outrageous would the winner be?
When he thought of this, he dared not be rude again.

He even glanced at Xiao Qi, hoping that he wouldn't tell anyone about his previous rashness...

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(End of this chapter)