Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 821: Hidden murderous intent
The sky was turning bright, Chen Mu bowed, took his leave from Yunhai Feige, and floated down.

There were not many people in front of the mountain gate at this time. If it were in the past, there would definitely be many people waiting for Chen Mu to congratulate him, which would be considered a friendly gesture.

But this time, after this farce, they were not so shameless as to pretend nothing had happened and then rush to congratulate.

After much thought, they decided to take advantage of the opportunity when the True Lord summoned Chen Mu and return to their respective homes in disgrace.
As for the remaining figures, they are naturally those who are close to Chen Mu's side from the bottom of their hearts.

"Chen Shangzhen, does the True Lord have any other instructions?" Taoist Mingxuan asked loudly.

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled, "Thank you for your help today, Master."

Although Taoist Mingxuan also tacitly agreed with Ruan You's idea of ​​becoming the Lord of the Supreme Realm, but like the two True Lords, he was considering the sake of his master and had no other selfish motives.

From this point alone, he wouldn't say anything more.

"Chen Shang is really too polite."

Taoist Mingxuan smiled slightly, then nodded and said, "The Supreme Master has returned to the palace today, so I won't bother you any more. If you need anything in the future, please send a message to me."

After saying this, he turned around, flew into the clouds, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

After the headmaster left, Feng Lian and the others hurried over, bowed, and said in unison, "We congratulate Chen Shangzhen."

Chen Mu nodded and smiled, waved his hand to lift up everyone, and stopped Zi Yang and Yu Chengduan who wanted to speak, saying: "Let's talk about it when we return to the palace."

The group walked on the clouds in a mighty manner. Soon they arrived at the realm of Shangzhen and entered the Shangzhen Palace.

Ruan You resigned today, and many palace stewards were also removed from the list.

Chen Mu looked over and nodded unconsciously.

Looking at the dozen or so figures in the hall, they were not much different from those before Jiazi year.

He pondered for a moment, then looked at Zi Yang and said, "Brother, the demonic calamity is approaching, and the number of people in the palace is still a little small. You can take some time to keep an eye on them. If there are no major problems, you can gather more people."

He was not worried about the large number of people in the palace, and he frowned in front of the mountain gate on purpose, just to take advantage of the situation and had no intention of blaming anyone.

After all, as he said, Shangzhen Palace is such a big temple, but it only has a dozen or so deacons, which is not enough.

Zi Yang nodded and replied with a smile: "Since Shang Zhen trusts me, I will do my best to select."

Chen Mu smiled and looked at Master Feng Lian again.

He felt that he had not taken special care of the Taoist partner of the previous palace master, but he was quite surprised that he could still firmly stand on his side under Ruan You's oppression.

He was currently short of people to employ, and since he was so loyal to him, he didn't mind giving him some benefits...

After thinking for a moment, he made up his mind and said, "I see that you are full of spiritual inspiration and your aura is surging. It seems that you are making progress. I wonder if you are ready to finish off the infant spirit object?"

Feng Lian Zhenren was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at himself, thinking to himself, "When did I show any signs of progress?"

But in a flash she realized that this was the promise that Chen Shangzhen wanted to make to her... to have a baby!

"Conceiving a baby..."

She was suddenly filled with joy, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement. She quickly bowed and replied, "Your servant... Your servant has made preparations, but I am busy..."

As soon as she said this, she blushed. What do you mean by not having free time? The world is so big and nothing can be more important than having a baby. No one would come up with such an excuse.

As expected, the remaining deacons felt something strange in their hearts, and they immediately sensed the charm of it and were filled with envy.

If they had known earlier that it could bring them an opportunity to form a baby, they would have been more determined to face Ruan You.

But who can predict the future?
It is precisely because of this that Master Fenglian's courage is even more evident, and she deserves this reward.

Chen Mu smiled faintly and said, "From today on, Deacon Fenglian will enter the Xianhua Cave in the palace to practice."

Xianhua Cave is one of the three sacred caves in Shangzhen Palace.

Although it is not as good as the caves of the Palace Master and the Hall Master, it is also a rare place in the world where spiritual energy gathers.

Fenglian Zhenren's voice almost trembled, and he bowed his head again: "Thank you very much for your grace and reward."

Chen Mu nodded and smiled, then waved his sleeves. Zi Yang immediately understood, led everyone to pay their respects, and then retreated.

After a while, only the master and the disciple were left in the hall.

Chen Mu said gently, "Chengduan, I will be going into seclusion to practice soon, but before that, I need to decide where you will go."

Yu Chengduan was slightly surprised and asked, "Master, what do you mean? I am willing to practice under your guidance."

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled, then stood up and walked slowly, saying in a clear voice:

"If your sword cultivation was still at a low level, I could still draw inferences from other things and give you some pointers. But now you have reached the late stage of the Golden Core, and the next step is to form an infant. As a master, I have very little to teach you."

"The demonic calamity is approaching, and the dangers within are countless. Your teacher must make plans for you early..."

Yu Chengduan felt a warm feeling in his heart, and his stern expression softened. He knelt down and said, "At this critical moment, I really don't want Master to worry about me."

Chen Mu waved his hand and said, "I already knew where you were going before I returned to Zhongzhou."

He took out a letter from his arms, activated a magical power and delivered it to Yu Chengduan's hands.

"Here is a letter from me. Take it and travel immediately to the Sword Washing Pond to find Li Jianyi, the Daoist Fellow. He will arrange your funeral arrangements."

Yu Chengduan was startled: "Xian Jianchi?"

As a sword cultivator, he naturally knew the number one sword cultivator tradition in this world.

Just as all cultivators in the world yearn for the great sects of Xuanmen such as the Black and White Taoist Palace, how could he not be fascinated by the Xianjian Pool?
It's just that their traditions are different, and according to common sense, he will never have the chance to achieve it.

Unexpectedly, his mentor broke this worldly obstacle for him...

Chen Mu smiled slightly and said, "Don't be too happy too soon. The fundamental sword manual of Xian Jianchi cannot be obtained just for the sake of your master's face. If you go there to seek the truth, you can only get some bits and pieces at best..."

"That's enough!"

Yu Chengduan suddenly spoke up, his expression excited, "Even if it's just Xian Jianchi's humble sword principles, it's enough for me to compare them with myself and verify them!"
There is another reason why Xian Jianchi is sought after by sword practitioners all over the world, and that is that he is extremely orthodox!
Its sword meaning is all-encompassing. No matter where the sword practitioner comes from, as long as he has outstanding talent, he can understand his own sword meaning from it.

Chen Mu naturally understood this, and said with relief: "Since you are so determined, I believe you will achieve something in the future."

As he finished speaking, he slowly walked to the palace gate. After a pause, he turned his back to Yu Chengduan and waved, saying, "Just come back before the robbery starts. Go ahead."

After saying that, he walked out of the main hall and headed towards the cave.

Yu Chengduan kowtowed again with a plop, and only put away the letter when he could no longer see the figure's back. The sword in his body rang out, and he immediately soared into the sky, breaking through the boundary and flying away.

……

The next day.

Longxiang Mountain.

Wei Mingde sat upright on the cushion in the cave, his eyes closed. The energy in his body oscillated and rotated with his breathing, and the light of energy and blood flashed faintly.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and his energy slowly calmed down. He opened his eyes, and a hint of joy flashed across them.

"With a few more months of effort, I will be able to break through to the late stage!"

He clenched his fists, feeling full of energy. Just as he was about to practice for a while longer, he suddenly heard a noise outside.

He frowned and shouted, "What's the noise?"

He looked over and saw his disciple running in excitedly, holding a flying letter in his hand. He shook it vigorously and said, "Master, Senior Chen has returned from Southern Xinjiang!"

"Oh?" Wei Mingde's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and walked out with a big laugh. He turned back and asked, "Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you follow me and go greet them?"

Chen Mu went to southern Xinjiang to visit the Demon Ancestor without concealing his whereabouts, so he was discovered by Longxiang Mountain, which was adjacent to southern Xinjiang.

Wei Mingde thought that he had a very pleasant cooperation with Chen Mu in Penglai Palace, so he made preparations early and planned to intercept Chen Mu on the way and treat him well, just to join in the fun.

This is how today's scene came about, but...

The disciple was stunned and said, "Master, Senior Chen has already arrived at the Black and White Taoist Palace..."

"Ah?" Wei Mingde looked unhappy. "Didn't I tell you to wait in Jitian? How did he get away?"

The disciple suddenly felt wronged and muttered, "With Senior Chen's realm, it would be easy for him to pass us by."

"Master, I think your heart isn't sincere enough. If you really want to chat with Senior Chen, why don't you go to the sky yourself..."

Wei Mingde glared at me and shouted, "Bullshit! I assigned you to my cultivation at a critical moment. Who knew you were so useless?"

At this point, he waved his hands impatiently: "Stop, stop, stop. What's the point of you coming to pass on the message now that everyone is here? Get out."

The disciple was used to his master's behavior and was not afraid at all. He smiled and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet."

"Say it quickly!"

The disciple said, "Senior Chen is truly remarkable. As soon as he entered the Dao Palace, he set off a 'bloody storm'..."

As he spoke, he gestured with all his might, vividly describing the scene that had been sent by Feishu.

"...With a loud bang, Senior Chen unleashed his most renowned peerless water technique, using a single move, 'Sea Contains Hundred Rivers,' to withstand the combined force of seven men. Finally, he summoned a 100,000-foot-long golden machete, easily breaking the siege..."

After a long time, the disciple was beaming with joy and talking eloquently, and finally explained everything in the flying letter clearly.

Wei Mingde was stunned when he heard this.

Seeing that his disciple was still smacking his lips in amazement, he slapped him on the head, snatched the flying book away and started reading it himself.

"One against seven, Ruan You... the head of the ten elders, Taoist Jin Zhong... trusted by the True Lord, and restored to the position of Supreme True Lord..."

Wei Mingde murmured, "My goodness, is this still a human being?!"

After being lost for sixty years, upon returning, news of this horrifying battle was spread...

"Are you going to let me live or not?"

He looked up to the sky and let out a long cry, almost crying out of sorrow.

Ever since Chen Mu's fall, he had been under immense pressure and had never stopped for a moment. It was only until today that he finally found the opportunity to advance to the later stage.

But the other party was so lucky, trapped in a secret place and was able to achieve such an achievement, which made him seem very redundant...

"Master, you are not going to cry, are you?" the disciple asked curiously.

"roll!"

"Eh."

The disciple ran away, but before he could even leave the house, Wei Mingde suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"Master, what else do you want?"

Wei Mingde stroked his chin and turned it around twice before clapping his fist and saying, "Quickly prepare a gift and send it over in the name of Master."

The disciple was puzzled and asked, "The flying letter has already arrived. Preparing a gift now... isn't that too much of a hassle?"

"You have some knowledge, kid."

Wei Mingde praised him, then smiled and said, "But Master will teach you again. It's better to be deliberate than not to give."

"Isn't this nonsense..."

The disciple curled his lips, bowed and left.

……

At the same time, scenes like this were being played out in all the major meridians in Central Continent.

Thanks to Chen Mu's astonishing battle record, in just one day, the news that Chen Mu returned to Zhongzhou and resumed his post as the Palace Master of Shangzhen Palace spread throughout Zhongzhou.

People's reactions varied, but their final choices were coincidentally and extremely consistent.

That means each family will send gifts to each other, just as if they have appeared in front of Chen Mu.

Only the Jiang clan of Runan differed from the general trend of Central Continent...

Weiyin City.

In a high pavilion, the ancestor of the Jiang family sat at the head of the table, holding a flying letter in his hand, his face gloomy and uncertain.

The maids beside them didn't even dare to breathe. They lowered their heads and looked at their toes, secretly praying in their hearts that the ancestor would not get angry.

They didn't know the content of the flying letter, but they knew that the second master Jiang who delivered the letter was sighing repeatedly, which seemed to be not a good thing.

The atmosphere was almost stagnant. After an unknown amount of time, a voice finally rang out.

"Go get Xiuqi."

The maids breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed and retreated.

Not long after, a silver-haired man in his thirties walked in and bowed respectfully, saying, "Xiuqi greets the ancestor."

This person's name is Jiang Xiuqi. In terms of seniority, he is even lower than Jiang Zhengchu, Jiang Qianrui and others, but they are of similar age. Because of his outstanding talent, he became the new Daoist disciple of the Jiang family after them.

The Jiang clan patriarch's eyes were icy. After throwing the flying book to him, he said in a deep voice, "Did Taoist Fang of the Black and White Taoist Palace accept your instigation?"

Jiang Xiuqi had anticipated this and frankly admitted, "This wasn't my intention. I only wanted to remove that Northern Plains cultivator's Supreme True Master status. Who would have thought that the Black and White Sect's reputation was just empty, and that..."

"boom!"

The Jiang clan patriarch slammed the table and stood up, scolding, "Didn't I specifically tell you that the current demonic calamity is the most important thing and that you shouldn't get involved in any trouble? Yet you showed off your little cleverness and even dreamed of depriving that person of his status as a Supreme True Being?"

"Why, what even our ancestors couldn't do, you can accomplish with just a few words?"

"How can you be a disciple of the Jiang family and inherit the Jiang family's lineage?"

The sound is like a huge bell, which can stimulate the qi.

Seeing the ancestor's rage, Jiang Xiuqi quickly confessed his guilt, saying, "My grandson is at fault. Please don't be angry, ancestor. From now on, I will do my duty and live up to the expectations of you and the Jiang family!"

Upon hearing this, the Jiang clan patriarch breathed a sigh of relief. He then sat down and sighed, "I hope you can remember what I said today. That person... is not someone you can handle."

Jiang Xiuqi repeatedly said yes, but still couldn't help asking, "Then shouldn't we avenge our uncle and the others?"

The Jiang ancestor's eyes gradually darkened, and he remained silent for a long time.

It wasn't until Jiang Xiuqi raised his head again that he whispered slowly, "You don't need to worry about this matter. The Jiang family still has me here. I'm just waiting for the perfect opportunity, and I'll kill him in one fell swoop!"

"Just not now..."

……

(End of this chapter)