Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 809 Magic Cave
"Chi Yunzhu..."

Chen Mu nodded slightly, and after a few more gentle words, he looked at everyone and said in a clear voice, "Cheng Duan and the other two will stay, and the rest of the disciples can disperse."

Liu Heng and others did not dare to disobey. After bowing a few more times, they all bowed and retreated.

After Chen Mu waited until only he and two disciples were left in the hall, he turned his gaze and looked at Yu and Meng.

All in all, it has been nearly a hundred years since he accepted the two of them into his sect, but the real inheritance and guidance they received was only during that initial period.

Now both of them have reached the late stage of Golden Elixir. To be honest, it is all because of their master Zhuang Yan and their own efforts.

In the past, there was nothing he could do, but now that he is back, he naturally has to fulfill more of his responsibilities as a master.

He pondered for a moment and made a decision in his heart.

Yu Chengduan follows the path of sword cultivation. When he reaches this level, he has actually surpassed his understanding of the way of the sword.

As the saying goes, a disciple may not be inferior to his teacher, and this is exactly what is meant.

However, although he could not give his disciple much guidance, there was one thing that was very suitable for this disciple.

That is the world's number one sword cultivation sect, Xian Jianchi!

If he could ask Li Jianyi for a favor, Yu Chengduan would be able to start practicing for a period of time.

Even if it is just some sword manuals that do not involve the fundamentals, it is enough for him, a disciple, to benefit greatly.

As for Meng Yuewei, she is different from Yu Chengduan.

What she practiced was the original technique of the Meng family, but she did not need him to seek another inheritance for her.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu's mind became clear, but he still couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

The demonic calamity is difficult to overcome, especially for Fushan Changhe, one of the three major sects in Beiyuan. They need to be prepared to face the demons of Beiyuan. Even if these two disciples achieve something in the future, it is difficult to predict whether they will live or die after a battle.

But if there is no killing disaster, how can there be any opportunity?
He said loudly, "Chengduan, please go back and pack up. When I leave for Zhongzhou, you can go with me."

Yu Chengduan had already mastered the cultivation of his mind and character. Although he did not know the deep meaning of his master's action, he remained calm and bowed his head in response, "Disciple will obey the master's order."

Chen Mu nodded and added, "And Yue Wei."

Meng Yuewei hurried over.

"With Cheng Duan away from home, you will be in charge of all matters at the Nanming Daoist temple. Now that the demonic calamity is approaching, I, your master, have a word of advice for you. While it is good to be inactive in one's heart, one must not slack off in one's cultivation."

Meng Yuewei bowed deeply and said earnestly, "I will definitely live up to the trust of my master."

Chen Mu smiled with satisfaction and said, "Master is going to Zhongzhou to practice cultivation. I don't think I will return until a catastrophe strikes. You will guard the gate. Although you are inside the mountain gate, you must have someone to rely on..."

He thought about it, stretched out his hand and summoned two balls of spiritual light, which flew into Meng Yuewei's hands.

Meng Yuewei lowered her eyes and looked, and her heart suddenly rippled.

Chen Mu seemed oblivious. He pointed to a jade bottle-shaped treasure and said, "This is a magical treasure gifted by the Dragon Palace. I can't use it much, so I'll give it to you to manage."

"Ling Bao?!"

Meng Yuewei's heartbeat almost skipped a beat. She quickly bowed her head and said, "My realm is not high enough. I'm afraid... it will be a waste of Master's kindness."

Lingbao has always been controlled by a Yuanying Taoist, but she is just a Jindan cultivator, how can she control it as she pleases?
Chen Mu was prepared for this and pointed his finger at another ball of light.

"There are some cultivation resources in there, including the spiritual item prepared for you to form a Nascent Soul. As long as you practice diligently and strive to achieve a Nascent Soul before the calamity occurs, why worry about not having enough to drive this treasure?"

Hearing this, Meng Yuewei knew that her master had thought of everything for her. Her eyes could not help but redden, tears filling up. She bowed her head again and said, "Disciple thanks you very much, Master."

Chen Mu smiled faintly, said no more, and waved his sleeves lightly. Yu and Meng immediately understood, bowed and retreated.

At this time, Xiao Qi walked into the hall again, bowed and said, "Master, Senior Gao is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside the hall. Before anyone arrived, the voice came first: "Brother, are you free now?"

Chen Mu looked up and saw Gao Xiaoqing walking towards him with a smile on his face.

He pursed his lips and smiled, then said to Xiao Qi, "You can go down now."

Xiao Qi immediately bowed and retreated. Before leaving the palace, he looked back and saw Chen Mu and the other two already chatting and laughing...

……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three days, Chen Mu attended several banquets and met all his old acquaintances.

He originally wanted to stay in the mountains for a few more days, but Pingyang Zhenjun urged him to go to Xuantian Mansion for a chat.

The orders of the True Lord cannot be disobeyed, let alone the True Lord Pingyang who has helped him a lot.

So he did not resist and sped up his journey naturally.

But before that, he still needed to go find Xiao Qiang...

Yunmiao Mountain.

The sun is shining brightly, and the mountains are covered with clouds and fog.

A gentle breeze blew, and the trees in the mountains rustled, and were dyed with brilliant colors.

Walking among the pavilions and terraces, Chen Mu saw the soaring eaves and green tiles, and heard the gurgling stream. He couldn't help but praise it, "It's like a poem or a painting, with endless wonderful music. Only Senior Sister Xiao can appreciate this kind of artistic conception."

Xiao Qiang stopped and smiled, "Junior brother, are you making fun of me?"

She was wearing a dark green ancient dress, the color was not obvious.

It just lets the sunlight shine on your body, as if you were embroidering a bunch of eye-catching little flowers.

There was a special fragrance of grass and trees, which could not be concealed by clothes.

Chen Mu also joked and waved his sleeves: "Senior Sister, is this how you look at me?"

Xiao Qiang smiled and turned her head away. It seemed as if the sunlight dazzled her eyes. She blinked lightly, her face full of smiles as she said softly, "Junior brother, please don't wrongly accuse me. I won't say anything about you."

Chen Mu glanced at her and felt that the atmosphere was a little off, so he said bluntly without understanding the situation: "Junior brother, I came here this time to ask you about the Xuantian Secret Land..."

Seeing that he was talking about serious matters, Xiao Qiang also suppressed her smile and said, "In fact, even if Junior Brother didn't come, I would still go and explain it to you."

"Oh?"

Chen Mu's eyes flashed: "But what happened?"

Xiao Qiang frowned slightly and nodded slowly, "I think something unexpected must have happened."

She paused, as if recalling the details.

"When the four of us left the secret realm, I thought a hundred years later, a dispute would break out again. However, first, my junior brother was captured in Penglai Palace, and then that golden-speared man from the Western Desert disappeared."

“So when the appointment finally came, only Fellow Daoist Lian Fangyuan from Xuantian Mansion entered the Xuantian Secret Land with me.”

"The Man with the Golden Gun is gone..."

Chen Mu thought secretly that the Man with the Golden Spear was quite powerful back then, on par with Lian and Xiao. It can be seen that he was very talented and was not an unknown person in the Western Desert.

And since he was nowhere to be seen for such an important century-long appointment, he probably was either trapped somewhere like him, or had already died along the way. He had seen too many geniuses fall like this...

"Then what?" Chen Mu asked again.

Xiao Qiang did not try to be mysterious, but just frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Lian Fangyuan and I arrived at the inheritance site smoothly, but the strange thing is, there's not even a sound of movement there, let alone Qingfengzi. It's as if... as if the Soul Ancestor's inheritance has never existed."

Chen Mu frowned and said nothing. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "But you remembered the time wrong?"

Xiao Qiang pursed her lips and said, "It's possible that I'm the only one who made a mistake, but could it be that Fang Yuan and I both made a mistake?"

"Then why is this..."

Chen Mu lowered his eyes and paced back and forth in the pavilion, thinking.

It was clearly the hundred-year deadline, but Qingfengzi was nowhere to be seen.

"Could it be that Qingfengzi's speculation was wrong and he hasn't yet completely refined the evil thoughts?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he shook his head. Even if it hadn't been completely refined, there shouldn't be no movement...

At this time, Xiao Qiang shook her head and continued, "The two of us searched to no avail, and then waited for several months without finding anything. In the end, we had no choice but to return empty-handed."

After she finished speaking, she sighed, then looked at Chen Mu and said, "Perhaps, it is our destiny not to inherit this inheritance. After all, isn't the soul flag in Junior Brother's hands? I think Qingfengzi should have made a decision long ago and is just waiting for Junior Brother to go."

This is not impossible. If Chen Mu had not been captured, she and Lian Fangyuan would not have had any idea about the Soul Ancestor's inheritance.

Chen Mu smiled slightly when he heard this. He naturally wouldn't make such a hasty conclusion. Even if he thought hard, he couldn't find the truth. If he wanted to find out the reason, he would need to go there in person...

Thinking of this, he bowed and said with a smile: "Thank you, Senior Sister, for clearing up my doubts."

Xiao Qiang responded to him, then waved her sleeves, looked at the distant sky through the eaves, and said with emotion:

"Junior brother, why do you need to thank me? Life is long. What is not yours will not belong to you in the end, but what is yours will always return to your side even after a hundred or a thousand years..."

As her voice faded, she suddenly turned around and smiled, "Junior brother, do you think what I said is right or wrong?"

Chen Mu smiled faintly and nodded, "That's right..."

……

The next day, Chen Mu woke up from his meditation. With his mind focused, he turned into a ray of light and took Yu Chengduan with him, and then flew towards Xuantian Mansion at a high speed.

Taoist Tianxing noticed something and looked over lazily.

The head of Fushan Changhe below was conflicted, but after thinking about it, he made up his mind and said, "

"Uncle Tianxing, Patriarch Chen is ultimately from my Fushan Changhe, my Beiyuan. Now that he has finally escaped and returned, he is going to Zhongzhou to practice again. What do you think?..."

Before he could finish his words, Taoist Tianxing waved his hand impatiently.

"Tianguang, you're thinking too simply. Just because kid Chen went to Zhongzhou to practice cultivation, does that mean he's no longer a member of Beiyuan or Fushan Changhe?"

"Just wait and see. If the time of the devil's calamity really comes, kid Chen will still be close to Beiyuan and his master!"

……

Xuantian Mansion is not very close. When Chen Mu participated in the Xuantian Secret Land in his early years, it took him more than a month to arrive.

With his current speed of escape, he was standing in front of the main hall of Xuantian Mansion before a day had passed.

"Master Chen Xian."

A Taoist boy walked out of the hall and bowed, saying, "The ancestor said before that when the senior arrives, you can go and see him yourself."

Chen Mu nodded, signaled to Yu Chengduan behind him, and walked calmly into the inner room.

After walking about a hundred steps, he saw Pingyang Zhenjun looking down at him with a smile from the golden platform in the hall.

He straightened his expression, bowed his head and said, "Junior Chen Mu, greetings to the True Lord."

Pingyang nodded and smiled, waving his sleeves: "Sit down and talk."

Chen Mu thanked him and walked to a seat nearby.

"Speaking of which, it was I who wavered back then. If I had persisted, perhaps I could have spared you these sixty years of hardship."

Pingyang shook his head and sighed.

Chen Mu knew he was talking about the "God Escape into Nothingness" and immediately said with a smile, "I am fortunate to have received such help from you, Senior. How can I let you take any more risks?"

Seeing Pingyang still sighing, he changed his attitude and said seriously, "Furthermore, I don't think these sixty years are a difficult time. On the contrary, they have tempered my state of mind and helped me a lot..."

Hearing this, Pingyang finally smiled and nodded, saying, "I do believe this. Seeing that you have already reached the late stage of cultivation, even though you are trapped in the void, your cultivation has not declined."

"From what I know, some people in Central Continent are extremely resentful of this..."

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he felt that Pingyang must be referring to the Jiang family. He couldn't help but smile and said, "If that's the case, I'm even more fortunate."

"Hahaha……"

Pingyang laughed heartily: "You, you, that's exactly what I want to say!"

After laughing for a moment, his expression gradually calmed down. He said with a sigh, half to himself, "But I have to say, your return this time has indeed saved me, Beiyuan, a lot of hard work."

Chen Mu's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Senior, I wonder how far the demonic calamity has progressed?"

He had been away from the world for sixty years and had only had a brief contact with Yan Xinjue's incarnation on his way back. Apart from knowing that the world was no longer the same as it was back then, he really didn't know any of the specific details.

Pingyang didn't rush to answer after hearing this. He took a sip of tea from the teacup beside him and replied in a serious tone, "In twenty to thirty years at most, the demonic calamity will surely begin!"

The sound was like thunder, echoing in the empty palace.

Chen Mu couldn't help but frown and said, "Didn't you say that the devil's calamity is uncertain? How can you be so sure now, Senior?"

Pingyang sighed and said, "This demonic calamity is different from the one ten thousand years ago..."

"how do I say this?"

Pingyang said calmly, "I heard you've been to the Southern Border Demon Court?"

Chen Mu subconsciously puzzled by Pingyang's sudden question, but a moment later, he suddenly understood and asked, "The source of the demonic calamity?!"

"Yes."

Seeing his quick reaction, Pingyang's eyes flashed with admiration and he said:

"Ten thousand years ago, the demonic calamity began in the Southern Border Demon Court. Countless extraterritorial demons emerged from it. In just a few months, they found a weak point in the five continents of the world, leaving behind a void passage connecting the two worlds. This is what the ancients called a demonic cave. To this day, it has not been eliminated and can only be sealed with a forbidden formation..."

Hearing this, Chen Mu understood and asked, "But have these remaining magic caves changed?"

Pingyang nodded. "As early as more than ten years ago, these demonic caves began to move strangely. Based on our calculations, we have finally determined the specific year when the demonic calamity will descend."

Chen Mu nodded solemnly. The magic cave could not be eliminated, so it could only be resisted with a forbidden formation. Nothing had happened in the past ten thousand years.

But that was assuming there was no internal unrest. Just imagine, if the demonic calamity truly arrived and countless demons from outside the realm crossed over, how long could a mere forbidden formation hold them back?

……

(End of this chapter)