Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 854: Fortune and Misfortune Depend on Each Other, Why Avoid Them?
In the void, the dark demonic nature flowed quietly, absorbing the light from the sky bit by bit.

It's strange to say, although this evil nature is like flowing water and seems to be moving quite slowly, Chen Mu just feels that he cannot avoid it.

It was as if the distance between them was fixed. No matter how far he flew, when he was about to touch her, she would instantly turn around and disappear into the void...

A strong wind started to blow in the sky, making a whistling sound.

The hem of Chen Mumo's robe rolled up like clouds, and he made a sword gesture with his right hand and pointed forward.

In an instant, the Liu Ding Jie'e Sword turned into a clear light and shot up into the sky, slashing straight towards the evil spirit.

As the sword light passed, the clouds split open, letting in the scorching sun, which reflected the sword light like snow, and then suddenly collided with the abyss of darkness in front.

"Zi-"

It's like poking a red-hot iron into an ice river. Although a little bit of the ice water heats up, the iron cools down rapidly.

In just two breaths, the Liu Ding Jie'e swords all melted away and turned into wisps of clear air that disappeared.

Chen Mu's eyes narrowed, and his mind raced.

The Liu Ding Jie E Sword is a mid-grade Taoist magic, and is also a treasure given by the True Lord. It is extremely good at subduing demons and monsters.

This is the method to defeat demons, so there is no need to try other Taoist techniques.

In order to deal with this evil nature, one must ultimately rely on one's own innate Taoism.

However, it is worth mentioning that ever since he deduced the "Lingshu Qingyuan Zhenshui" to the highest level, he has been using the water magic casually and has never used his full strength once...

Thinking of this, Chen Mu's eyes flickered, and he flicked his sleeves and took a step forward.

In an instant, the sound of the tide suddenly arose in the void of thirty thousand feet in radius. Amid the sound waves, Chen Mu's ten fingers flew like blooming white lotuses, and he pinched out seventy-two water-shaped seals in the surrounding universe.

With each finger gesture, water-colored seal characters quietly emerged and flashed above the boundless sky.

"The spiritual pivot sets the tripod, and the sea is filled with waves!"

The voice is so clear that it seems to be transmitted to the sky above, and it is as vague as the voice of an immortal.

The next moment, the sky was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, and a flash of light appeared in the depths of the clouds, faintly merging into a three-legged, two-eared tripod.

Although this tripod is a vague and uncertain shadow that may disappear at any time, one can still see that the nine-curve Tianhe pattern is engraved on its entire body, and the real word "坎" floats among the layers of water waves. The ears of the tripod are cast in the shape of a dragon holding a pearl, and the three legs are in the shape of a turtle carrying a stele.

Moreover, if someone had the time to look carefully at this time, they could also discern that the tortoise shell secretly matched the numerology of Luoshu, and that the inner wall of the tripod also had natural water veins and meridians, which coincided with the four-level long river in the north plain and even the "jade belt" of the demon court in the southern border.

This is the result of Chen Mu's years of "hiding the mystery and absorbing the water veins of the world"!

And at the moment when the tripod appeared, a mysterious light appeared where Chen Mu's ten fingers overlapped, like the innate true water that broke through the chaos at the creation of the world.

"rise!"

As his robe sleeves fluttered, eighty-one streams of pure water gushed out from the cauldron and transformed into nine dragons that covered the sky and the sun.

Wherever the dragon's whiskers swung, the water-colored seal characters in the void shone together, and huge waves suddenly poured out from the boundless void, covering the sky and the earth, like the overturned Milky Way.

Chen Mu's eyes flashed with a three-foot-high clear light, and a Taoist spiritual wheel appeared behind him. He pointed to the void and said, "Go!"

The nine Chilongs raised their heads and roared loudly, then rushed forward with huge waves that covered the sky and the earth.

Casting a spell may seem long, but it actually only takes a moment.

Han Cang had a good eye and could naturally see that the water magic Chen Mu was using at this time was far superior to what he had used before, and his heart was suddenly in turmoil.

I thought that sacrificing the demon would be enough to buy me a chance to kill him, but now I see that Chen Mu has created another twist.

If it were someone else facing an opponent who repeatedly broke their cognition, they might have lost all their courage long ago, but he remained calm and became more and more determined to kill Chen Mu.

He suddenly clenched his fists on his chest, and opened his mouth to spit out a ball of red blood, which flowed into the devil's nature, making its momentum increase by another three points.

As this move was completed, Han Cang's black hair turned white, wrinkles and black spots appeared on his face, and a lingering aura of old age permeated his body, making him almost the same as the old demon Xuehuang, who was about to die.

Naturally, this change also caught Chen Mu's attention.

However, he did not add anything else, his eyes fixed on the direction where the huge waves were rushing.

A dark and evil abyss filled the sky, darkening the sky wherever it passed.

Nine dragons controlled the water, and their long roars shattered the clouds in the sky.

In just a moment, the two sides collided with each other!
"boom!"

But there was a deafening roar, and a shocking wave of air emptied out and flew away. Within a radius of ten thousand miles, it seemed as if the sky and the earth were turned upside down. The wind was howling, and the spiritual energy and devilish aura were all like a tide, swirling and exploding!
Both Xuan Mo and others stopped and stared at the center of the wave in amazement. All they saw was surging waves. Where was the demonic sign?
"Did Brother Chen Dao win?"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, looking delighted, but he already felt proud of it and almost immersed himself in it.

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the people from the Xuanmen naturally lit up. On the other hand, the demon cultivators such as Yan Xinjue all had gloomy faces and were inevitably uneasy.

"Is it possible that even this cannot be won..."

They turned towards both ends of the sky in anxiety, and after seeing the expressions of the two people in the field, they suppressed their hearts that were about to jump out of their throats.

Chen Mu looked solemn. Others didn't know what the current situation was, but he knew it clearly.

The evil nature seemed to have dissipated, but in fact it was absorbed by him into the vast water world, and he used millions of hectares of water to refine three feet of pure evil nature.

Although there is such a huge difference between the two, they cannot be compared.

Just look at the mysterious whirlpool created in the water world, where endless water vapor collapses upon contact, and you will know that this devilish nature is by no means an easy thing to deal with.

At least for me right now...

In just a few breaths, Chen Mu felt that the magic power in his body was being drained away like a flood, and the trend continued, as if there was a bottomless abyss in front of him, with no ups and downs at all.

Even though he was known for his powerful magic power, he could not withstand such a rapid loss.

After a while, Chen Mu's divine furnace finally dried up, his Nascent Soul trembled, and he could no longer squeeze out any magic power from his body.

Han Cang was the first to notice it. He was immediately overjoyed and did not dare to delay for a moment. Just as he was about to take advantage of the situation to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop, he saw Chen Mu sigh secretly, and his whole body was like a spring gushing out, and suddenly he had an idea.

"This is……"

His expression changed drastically: "Infuse the body with spiritual energy!"

He actually ignored Chen Mu's good fortune!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Suddenly, a sound of breaking air rang in his ears. He subconsciously looked back, but saw Yan Xinjue and others leaving quickly without looking back.

This is a sure sign that his fate is over...

The waves were surging, breaking the roots of mountains and shifting the earth veins wherever they passed, as if repeating the scene of the flooding of the world at the beginning of the world.

And in the water world, the mysterious vortex also slowly dissipated.

Han Cang's body froze in place. He took a deep look at the black-robed figure in the distance, then suddenly closed his eyes. There was a loud bang, and suddenly his body turned into a wisp of misty smoke and flew away. His speed was unprecedented.

"Brother Chen Dao!"

Yaoguang and others exclaimed, intending to give a warning.

Han Cang is trying to escape!
Chen Mu's eyes became fierce, and he suddenly changed his mind. The Six Ding Jie'e Swords soared into the sky, and then the Six Ding Gods seemed to shout together, and turned into a clear sword light that broke through the air and chased after him.

Han Cang's heart was shaken, and he shouted hurriedly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, the devil's calamity is coming. Even if you are so talented, you are still only a Yuanying Taoist. How can you avoid this calamity and spare my life? I will decide..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a flash of sword light and his head flew into the air. Even his Nascent Soul could not escape. Under the sword light and divine power, it slowly dissipated like smoke.

Chen Mu calmed his mind, the spiritual wheel behind him glowing. He looked at the smoke and said with a laugh, "Friend Han, haven't you heard that misfortune and fortune are interdependent? When the great way comes to this, why should we avoid it?" A gust of wind rose, and the smoke finally dissipated...

The gazes of the Taoist masters stopped there, with an expression of disbelief in their eyes, as if they were reconfirming everything before their eyes.

Han Cang, the leader of the Nascent Soul of the Demonic Path, has pushed his cultivation to the perfection of the Nascent Soul, and is carrying the upper third-grade demon form, the Six Extreme Luo Tianmo...

All these things make him almost the number one person under the True Lord. Even Ming Chenzi, the leader of the Xuanmen, has no guarantee of victory.

But right before their eyes, this person was defeated so completely...

"Brother Chen Dao...has it actually reached this point?"

Yaoguang was stunned for a moment. Even though she was so cold and aloof, she couldn't hide the throbbing in her heart.

Tao Xianxu was also admiring the situation, waving the "Xuanhuang Yin-Yang Flag" in his hand. Suddenly, he noticed that the magic power beside him had weakened. He turned his head and said with a smile, "Daoyou Yaoguang?"

Yaoguang suddenly woke up, and when she sensed Tao Xianxu's smiling eyes, she knew that the other party had misunderstood her, but it was difficult to explain.

When she was about to speak but hesitated, she nodded and smiled at him hurriedly, and quickly connected her magic power. At the same time, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and she recited the meditation mantra in her heart...

The demonic energy dissipated as the turbid waves cleared. Chen Mu lightly waved his sleeves and retracted his Taoist magic.

When the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, the remaining real water turned into sweet rain and sprinkled everywhere. The dead mountains and rotten woods actually showed a faint sign of revival. Chen Mu noticed it in his heart and gained some mysterious insights.

However, this was not the time to experience it. He glanced at the location of the demon cave, jumped down, and nodded to the other cultivators, saying, "Fellow Daoists, let's work together to suppress it."

Miao Yan and the others came back to their senses and nodded in agreement.

After Nun Ma Yi offered a jade token, streams of magical power shot up into the sky and poured into it. The resulting pure energy spread out, merging with Yaoguang and the other two, and together they pressed towards the depths of the demonic cave...

The other end of the magic cave.

The crack became increasingly blurred, and a figure in golden armor stood on the floating island. He frowned slightly as he looked at it, and in his pupils, the figures of Chen Mu and others were clearly reflected.

Behind him stood a three-meter-tall demonic figure, its hair like red snakes swimming through the air. It said in a deep voice, "Zhuoyang, do you want the tribe to try again?"

The mysterious figure slowly shook his head: "The enemy is already strong, it's not worth it."

The three-foot-tall demon paused, knowing that what he said was true.

Although the people on the opposite side were only fourth-level human cultivators, they were nothing more than ants to him, but now they were across two realms. If he wanted to kill them, he would have to sacrifice his lives one by one for all the fifth-level members of his clan.

It's just a passage, why spend so much money?

After watching for a while, the mysterious figure suddenly turned around, his silver eyes flickering inexplicably: "Did that person send any letter?"

The three-foot demon body didn't react for a moment, frowned and asked, "Which one?"

But just as he said this, he suddenly remembered something and paused before continuing, "I don't think I've heard You mention it..."

The mysterious figure said thoughtfully, "Since Youdu hasn't mentioned it, then I guess there's no news..."

After pondering for a moment, he regained his composure and said in a deep voice, "It's good that there's no news. That person... after all, is too involved, and must have other plans. Otherwise, given his status, why would he come to my Demonic Realm?"

The three-meter-long demon body nodded.

The mysterious figure glanced at the crack in the void again and continued, "Since this place won't work, let's focus on the place where we started last time."

"Give the order to Zar and his people to go ahead. This invasion must extract the essence of this small world!"

Having said this, he paused, took a deep breath and said slowly: "In this way, I may be able to enter the seventh level..."

"Yes."

……

Chongyun Mountain.

As time passed, the demonic aura and turbid air became weaker and weaker, while many spiritual ideas began to surge, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, pouring in from all directions.

After a while, there was a loud noise, and the magic cave suddenly shook. After a few breaths, it was as if the ground had lost its space, and a mysterious feeling lingered in everyone's heart.

Looking up, I saw a waterfall of inspiration emerging in the middle. If it wasn’t the creation of a spiritual cave, what else could it be?
Just as Luoxia Tianzong had planned, the virtual cave was dispersed and nothing was left, but when it was suppressed again by turning the virtual into the real, a spiritual cave would be regenerated out of thin air.

Lang Yuanwu stared blankly at the fortune he was so eager for, and suddenly smiled bitterly...

The Taoist nun in hemp clothes stepped forward and bowed to everyone, saying, "He Yushuang would like to express her gratitude to everyone here. I will never forget your help..."

She expressed her gratitude using her real name because she knew that the disaster at Chongyun Mountain should not have happened. It was her own negligence and self-righteousness that nearly caused herself and even her master to become sinners of this world.

The Demon Cave was successfully suppressed, and everyone's hearts were more or less affected.

Not only did Yaoguang and the others nod their heads in politeness, but even Mingyin Taoist, who had been eager to curse Taoist He, smiled and said, "Since we are fellow Taoists from Zhongzhou, why should we say more?"

Even though she said that, He Daogu would not believe it. After thinking for a moment, she said in a serious tone, "At this critical moment, I think you all are unwilling to follow me back to the mountain gate... How about this? Afterwards, I will send my own people to deliver the thank-you gifts to your respective homes. I wonder if this method is a good idea?"
Taoist Mingyin still smiled and said, "Very good, very good."

The others did not refuse either.

He Daoist Nun immediately understood and murmured, "As for the fortune of this spiritual cave..."

She looked at Chen Mu and said, "The magic cave here can be suppressed because of Chen Shangzhen alone. In my opinion, the creation of this spiritual cave can only belong to Shangzhen."

"That's how it should be."

"Chen Shangzhen's ability is obvious to all. Fellow Daoist He, your words are superfluous."

Taoist Mingyin made a joke, causing everyone to shake their heads and laugh.

Chen Mu did not pretend to be polite and strode into the waterfall of inspiration.

In the final battle with Han Cang, his magic power was exhausted, but he had used up a lot of the inspiration he had previously obtained from Beiyuan, which he could make up for now.

However, even after sufficient replenishment, 70% of the spiritual fortune in this cave still remained.

He smiled faintly, turned around and nodded to Tao Xianxu.

Tao Xianxu immediately understood, and was overjoyed. He bowed quickly and then hurried into the waterfall.

He ran around here and there, all for the purpose of sharing some of the fortune of the spiritual cave, but the Pure Yang Tian that he had high hopes for was a hollow cave, and nothing was left after it was dispelled.

I thought I had no chance, but unexpectedly, thanks to Brother Chen Dao, I was able to get what I wanted...

And when he went in to receive the spiritual energy, a group of Taoist masters also said goodbye and left one after another.

Now that the battle for the Demon Cave has ended and the passage between the two worlds has been completed, they may face the attack of thousands of demons at any time, so they need to return to the mountain gate early to prepare.

"Chen Shangzhen."

As the host, He Dao Gu stayed with them until the end.

After Tao Xianxu came out, she stepped forward and called Chen Mu to stop him, stretched out her hand and handed him something, saying, "Since you have inherited the cause, you should treasure it."

The same color of dark yellow, with two sides of yin and yang, is exactly the dark yellow Yin and Yang flag that shines brightly this time.

"I hope the Supreme Master will accept it, and at least reduce the Luoxia Tianzong's guilt."

Chen Mu's heart moved slightly. He glanced sideways at Lang Yuanwu who was following the Taoist nun, and then nodded to accept the treasure.

"Fellow Daoist He, goodbye."

He smiled faintly, and together with Tao Xianxu, he stepped on the clouds and rose up, heading towards the Taoist Palace at a very fast speed, and disappeared in the vast sea of ​​clouds in an instant...

(End of this chapter)