Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 784 I Only Care About Chen Mu
The sky was covered with dark clouds, the north wind was howling in the air, the fog was thick, and heavy snow covered the ground.

The cold wind was howling, snowflakes were flying, and the mountains and rivers were covered in silver white for thousands of miles, with almost no other colors.

And in this vast expanse of white, there is hidden an extremely luxurious and majestic fairy city.

Ordinary cultivators cannot see it. Only Jindan Zhenren and above can see the outline of the forbidden formation and knock on the door to enter. Or those who are from a famous clan in Central Continent can also see inside.

However, even with such restrictions, it is difficult to resist the enthusiasm of the cultivators in Zhongzhou. Many people often linger here in order to catch a glimpse of the fairy city.

Huang Linzun, a casual cultivator from Beiyuan, is one of them. He has been guarding here for several months.

It’s no wonder that he acted this way, this fairy city is really special.

Speaking of this, we have to mention another name of this city, which is called "Immortal Cave".

What is the "Immortal Cave"?
To put it simply, it is a place where immortals enjoy themselves.

But not all Taoists advocate asceticism. After all, the road is long, and blindly practicing asceticism will lead to falling behind. Sometimes, only by knowing how to enjoy life can one continue to make rapid progress and have a smooth journey.

This city is a city of pleasure that is said to be so popular that even immortals would be intoxicated by it, so it is also called the "Immortal Cave".

It is said that there are countless treasures inside, including delicious food, fine wines, and even various furnaces and tripods that are not easily seen in public...

In the early years, there were righteous monks who boycotted this city and called on all the sects in Central China to expel it.

But ever since the identity of the city's lord was revealed, this voice gradually disappeared without a trace.

Zhongzhou is so vast, but there are only a few casual cultivators who have achieved the status of a True God, and the lord of this city is one of them.

With the blessing of this realm, all the clans in Central Continent will give some face, and as long as it is not too extreme, they will turn a blind eye.

Hundreds of years passed like this, and the city became more and more famous. It not only attracted many independent cultivators to come and explore, but even famous people from various sects often came and went.

On this day, snow was falling heavily.

A flying chariot flew across the sky and stopped in front of the cultivators.

Huang Linzun was among them, looking up and couldn't help showing envy.

He knew the owner of this chariot, who was the young master of the Lin family, a family of immortal cultivators thousands of miles away.

Although he is only in the late stage of foundation building, he has come back here many times thanks to the reputation of the Lin family. He is much better than those who are waiting in vain.

While he was thinking, a token flew out from the carriage and hung in the flying snow. In a moment, the forbidden formation in front of him began to fluctuate and a figure flashed out.

After taking the token and looking at it, the man immediately bowed and greeted with a smile: "It turns out to be Young Master Lin, please come in quickly."

"Ah."

The young master of the Lin family walked out of the carriage, glanced at the group of cultivators below who were ready to go, curled his lips, and pointed his finger at one of them.

"I've seen this person several times, so let him in and take a look."

The receptionist bowed and smiled again: "Since Young Master Lin has spoken, this reward will be given to this person."

He sprinkled a little spiritual light, which fell on the back of Huang Linzun's hand, forming a snowflake-like mark.

Huang Linzun was stunned. Feeling the envious gazes from all around him, he quickly bowed and thanked his superiors, "Thank you very much, Young Master Lin, for your generosity!"

Forces like the Lin clan are qualified to bring people in.

The young master of the Lin family was a playful person. Every time he came, he would randomly designate someone to go in with him, and everyone jokingly called him "a reward."

Others might consider their reputation and refuse to accept this "reward", but he is a cultivator from a small country in Beiyuan, how could he have so many self-deceiving things...

Fortunately, Huang Linzun was rewarded and stepped into the long-awaited "Immortal Cave" for the first time.

The sounds of luxury gradually rose in his ears, and the magnificent scene suddenly appeared before his eyes. Everything he saw made him marvel and praise it endlessly.

However, he knew that he was short of money, and unlike the young master of the Lin family who was spending lavishly, he came all the way just to take a look and never stopped for a moment.

It was not until he walked into the Snow Viewing Pavilion and looked at the required spirit stones that he breathed a sigh of relief and chose a place with a wide view to sit down.

Snow was flying in front of him, and the tea on the table was rich in fragrance. Huang Linzun felt that everything was quiet here, and he couldn't help feeling contented.

However, not long after, there was a slight sound of a door opening upstairs, as if the visitor was late, and then he began to apologize.

He had no intention of eavesdropping on the conversation and was about to cast a spell to silence it when he heard someone say, "Everyone, a major event has occurred in Central Continent recently. Have you heard anything about it?"

He paused for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a little curious. After silently apologizing a few times, he dissipated the silencing spell.

Someone replied, "What's the big deal that makes Fellow Daoist Yuan so serious? Tell us."

"This matter concerns the Pulse Daozi like Xian Jianchi, as well as the demon cultivators of the Demonic Heaven Alliance..."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and perked up: "What happened?"

"Chen Mu, the Beiyuan Immortal Talent who won the sword fighting championship... is dead!"

"What!!" Everyone's eyelids jumped when they heard the name.

"Isn't that man now the Supreme Master of the Black and White Dao Palace? How could he be dead?"

"Friend Yuan, this is not the time to joke around. You must be careful with your words and actions!"

Yuan Zhenren took a sip of tea, and his voice became clearer. "Why would I lie to you? Ten days ago, I was visiting a friend at the Black and White Dao Palace. I happened to run into Senior Li Jianyi, who was anxious to pay his respects to the mountain. So I got in behind and heard the news."

"how is this possible?"

"Brother Yuan, tell me quickly, what's going on?!"

Someone asked again, and the others pricked up their ears.

"You must have heard about the recent appearance of Penglai Palace in the East China Sea, right?"

"I know. Didn't he also bring out the news about the Fortune Lotus Pond?"

"Indeed, it is for this reason that seniors like Chen Shangzhen and Li Jianyi came out of retreat."

"However, according to Senior Li, that was fake news deliberately fabricated by the Demonic Heaven Alliance in order to defraud the East Sea cultivators so they could wipe out all the opportunities in the Immortal Palace and increase their wealth."

"Brother Yuan, what does this have to do with Chen Shangzhen's death?" someone urged.

Yuan Zhenren's tone changed. "How is it not related? I heard from Senior Wei from Longxiang Mountain that they reached the summit of the Immortal Palace for this very reason, and thus lost contact with Chen Shangzhen."

"Until the Immortal Palace disappeared, I never saw Chen Shangzhen again..."

Someone couldn't help but chuckle and said, "That's it? Perhaps Chen Shangzhen is simply trapped on the summit of the Celestial Palace. How can there be talk of his own death?"

Yuan Zhenren shook his head and said, "This fellow Daoist doesn't know that it takes five hundred years for Penglai Palace to open and close. During this time, anyone trapped within will be exiled to the void."

"After enduring five hundred years of suffering in a place devoid of spiritual energy, even if Chen Shangzhen was incredibly talented, there was no chance of escape."

The people around him felt a chill in their hearts, and inexplicably felt a bit depressed.

"What's more, Fairy Yaoguang added that there was another person staying at the summit of the Immortal Palace with Chen Shangzhen, a very hidden person, who seemed to be called Taoist Jiumo." "In the last few days before the Immortal Palace was destroyed, someone sensed a shocking fluctuation coming from the summit. It's likely that the two of them had a fierce fight, and perhaps even perished together..."

The people around him were somewhat unconvinced: "Who is Taoist Jiumo from? How could he be worthy of dying together with Chen Shangzhen?"

They didn't know Taoist Jiumo, but they knew Chen Mu's value. How could he be killed so easily by an unknown person?

The male cultivator surnamed Yuan curled his lips and said, "I don't know about that. Fairy Yaoguang speculated that Taoist Jiumo might be from the Demonic Heaven Alliance."

"But regardless of whether this speculation is correct or not, it's certain that Chen Shangzhen hasn't been able to come out. Even if he truly has the means to survive the catastrophe, he won't be able to reappear until five hundred years later..."

The people around were stunned and speechless. After a long while, someone finally sighed, "Chen Shangzhen... such a brilliant man, to have disappeared from the world so easily..."

"I wonder how the Black and White Dao Palace will respond to this matter? Why haven't we heard any movement at all?"

Yuan Zhenren snorted softly, "Chen Shangzhen's identity is extremely special. How could the Black and White Dao Palace make it known?"

"As far as I know, not long after Senior Li and the others came to pay their respects, a True Lord fled to the East Sea Immortal Palace and tried to force his way through the boundary to search for him. However, the matter was already settled, and even at the Divine Transformation Realm, he was unsuccessful..."

The people around nodded.

"So, Beiyuan doesn't know this news yet?"

"I guess so. When Senior Chen entered the Shangzhen Palace, the Black and White Dao Palace solemnly promised to provide him with a hundred years of peaceful retreat. Now, before half of that time has passed, Chen Shangzhen has fallen into a dead end. If Beiyuan knew about this, how could he let it go?"

"How could this be the Dao Palace's fault? It was Chen Shangzhen who chose to go..."

"If truth were so easy to explain, there wouldn't be so much unrest in the world."

"But to be honest, this kind of thing can't be concealed. The Black and White Dao Palace should inform Beiyuan as soon as possible."

"At first, it wasn't confirmed, so it was okay to conceal it. But now that a True Lord has gone to investigate, I'm sure the Dao Palace will announce it to the world next..."

They chatted for a few minutes with mixed emotions, but did not indulge in it too much.

This kind of person, who could easily cause disputes between the two continents, no longer had anything to do with their lives. Their sigh at this moment was merely a melancholy after dinner...

The sound in his ears gradually faded away. Huang Linzun had a dazed look on his face. The teacup he was holding tightly was shaking and tea was splashing out.

"Senior Chen...how could it be..."

He was a casual cultivator from the small country of Beiyuan. He had been practicing Taoism for forty or fifty years and had always regarded Chen Mu as his role model. He even intended to follow in Chen Mu's footsteps when he traveled to Zhongzhou.

But I never expected that the first news I heard about Chen Mu after arriving in Zhongzhou would be such shocking words...

The voices upstairs were getting quieter and quieter, and the originally comfortable Fengxue became even more oppressive. Huang Linzun felt a chill in his heart, and how could he have the heart to stay here and enjoy himself anymore?

"go!"

"go back!"

"Tell this to Beiyuan Zhi. Even if there is a slight possibility, we must send someone to rescue Senior Chen!"

The wind and snow intensified. Huang Linzun resolutely wiped off the mark on the back of his hand, then soared into the sky and disappeared into the curtain of wind and snow...

At the same time, there were many people who had accidentally learned the news like him. Some of them didn't take it seriously, but there were also people like him who rushed to all directions, spreading this news that was enough to shock the world. One person told ten, ten told a hundred...

……

Three days later, in the main hall of the Changhe Mountain Gate in Fushan.

"what!"

Taoist Tianxing did not sit still, and looked at the people from the Black and White Taoist Palace with disbelief.

"Chen Mu is trapped in the secret world, perhaps he has died?!"

Zhuang Yan, Chi Shan, Yun Xi and other members of the Shanhe Sect also changed color suddenly and looked over.

Taoist Mingchen, the Palace Master of Huanzhen Palace, sighed secretly and nodded slowly.

Taoist Ziyang's expression was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "I, the Taoist Xuyun Zhenjun, went to the Yanchuan Sea area of ​​the East China Sea as soon as I received the news. However, despite searching everywhere, I still couldn't find any trace of the immortal palace..."

He has a very good personal relationship with Chen Mu. Although he hopes that this matter is not as he said, it is the fact. How can he hide it?
“How could this be… How could this be?!”

Zhuang Yan and the others were stunned for a moment, but Taoist Tian Xing flew into a rage and sternly said, "You must not have searched carefully enough, otherwise, how could such a huge Immortal Palace not even be able to detect the Qi?"

Seeing that he was disrespectful to Master Xuyun, Taoist Mingchen frowned and was about to snort coldly, but Taoist Ziyang stopped him in time, sighed and shook his head.

Taoist Tian Xing hadn't noticed. His mind raced, and he didn't dare to lose a moment. He thought as he spoke, "Go ask True Lord Pingyang for help!"

A light flashed in his eyes, and then he ignored the black and white men, flew out suddenly, and rushed towards Xuantian Mansion at a high speed.

With Chen Mu’s current achievements, it is no longer just Fushan Changhe’s business.

It would be most appropriate to hand this matter over to Master Pingyang...

Yun Xi came back to her senses, shook her head and sighed, "Things are not certain yet, there is still hope. Zhuang Yan, you should come with us. Chi Shan and I are at the mountain gate."

Zhuang Yan was shocked, and without saying a word he bowed and left.

Mingchen and the other man had anticipated this. They exchanged a glance without saying anything, then, after a brief farewell, they also launched into flight, heading towards Xuantian Mansion...

With their level of cultivation and their full flying speed, it only took them more than half a day to reach the gate of Xuantian Mansion.

Taoist Tianxing still looked anxious. Before he actually went up the mountain, he saw Taoist Sun already waiting in front of him.

He immediately understood, knowing that Xuantian Mansion had also received the news, and hurriedly asked, "Is True Lord Pingyang here?"

Taoist Sun replied, "Long before you came, True Lord Xuyun had already come here in person, and is now heading to the East China Sea with Uncle Pingyang."

After hearing this, they all turned around and fled towards the East China Sea...

At the same time, in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

Ao Yun walked into a dimly lit side hall trembling with fear. When he saw the figure at the head of the group, he hurriedly bowed and asked, "Big sister, why did you summon me here?"

Ao Yi didn't move, her face showed no joy or sadness, only a coldness that frightened people from the bottom of their hearts, especially Ao Yun who was already afraid of her.

"Sister Yi?" He laughed dryly, trying to ease the depressing atmosphere.

"Let me ask you." Ao Yi suddenly spoke.

Ao Yun immediately straightened his body and acted as if he knew everything.

"Are the recent rumors about Penglai Palace true?"

Ao Yun's expression brightened upon hearing this. "There have indeed been a lot of rumors about the Immortal Palace recently. I wonder what you're asking about, Big Sister?"

Ao Yi's eyes flickered, and after a pause, his voice was cold and firm: "Chen Mu, I only care about Chen Mu..."

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(End of this chapter)