Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 871: The Trouble of the Fish in the Pond

The strong wind had not stopped yet, but it had weakened a lot. Under their fluttering robes, the Zhang family members looked shocked.

With a wave of his hand, he sent them flying out of the courtyard without any reaction. Is this the Nascent Soul stage?

The head of the Zhang family had a vague thought of retreating.

They were originally in the wrong and their realm was not as high as the other party's. What could they use in exchange for that three-attribute Dao mark?
Just based on the name of "Bi Luo Chao Sheng Pavilion"?

If it were just now, he might have thought it was feasible, but now that he had been kicked out, how could he not know that the other party didn't care or fear as much as he imagined...

"Xuan Jing, this place won't work. Why not go to the Yunhai Market in a couple of days? Maybe there'll be Dao Marks for sale that are suitable for your Senior Brother Liu."

He sighed secretly, tried to persuade her, and winked at Zhang Hexuan at the same time.

Zhang Hexuan understood and quickly replied, "Yes, Xuanjing, your uncle went to the Yunhai Market a while ago. The third-level three-attribute Dao Marks were rare there, but the two-attribute Dao Marks were plentiful. There must be something you like."

Zhang Xuanjing's face turned grim. He looked at the Liu clan members who seemed to be watching the excitement from a distance. He became increasingly embarrassed and suddenly snorted coldly, "Since I've already seen a triple-attribute Dao Mark, how can a double-attribute Dao Mark even be worth my attention?"

After saying this, he strode towards the courtyard again.

This move startled the Zhang family's head, who quickly called out, "Son, don't do anything stupid!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuanjing frowned and looked back: "What kind of fool could I do? I'm going to explain everything to that Taoist priest!"

Seeing that he no longer even addressed him as "senior", the Zhang family's head's heart pounded. He was about to warn him, but he saw his son waving his hand impatiently:
"I'm a disciple of the Biluo Chaosheng Pavilion. That Taoist wouldn't dare do anything to me. But you, father, should just go home."

Having said that, he turned and walked into the courtyard.

The Zhang family's head was extremely worried. He had no other choice but to take out an emerald jade talisman and handed it to Zhang Hexuan, saying, "Send a message to Senior Deng immediately and ask him to come and take care of the situation."

Zhang Hexuan was stunned: "Brother, this talisman is only available once. Senior Deng once said that unless you are in a desperate situation, don't pass it on to him easily. It's such a precious opportunity, but it's wasted now..."

Before he could finish his words, the Zhang family's head scolded him, "Stupid! This concerns Xuan Jing's safety, how can you talk about waste?"

Zhang Hexuan was still a little hesitant. "I think what Xuan Jing said is correct. When Senior Chen attacked just now, he was obviously holding back. I guess he didn't say it out loud, but he was also afraid of the 'Bi Luo Chao Sheng Pavilion' in his heart."

The Zhang family head shook his head with a solemn expression, saying, "This senior's background is unknown. Xuan Jing's repeated pressure may make him angry and angry. If he develops murderous intentions... we can't gamble with Xuan Jing's life!"

Zhang Hexuan said no more, silently took the jade talisman, and went to the side to pass on the message...

In the courtyard, looking at Zhang Xuanjing who came again, Chen Mu smiled in his heart and picked up the book to read.

Zhang Xuanjing narrowed his eyes slightly, bowed his head and said, "Senior Chen, I understand what you mean, but I still need to explain the reasons to you. It won't be too late to make a decision later."

The breeze rustles the willows, and the pages of a book rustle beside the stone table, but the person at the desk does not look up.

Zhang Xuanjing gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "The Dao Mark in Senior's hand is not actually something I value, but something that Senior Brother Liu of our sect wanted. Senior Brother Liu is of high status, as his father is the True Lord He Yan of our sect..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Mu seemed to be annoyed. He frowned and waved his hand. Suddenly, Zhang Xuanjing flew up from the ground and dived into a three-meter pond not far away, scaring away several silver scales.

"Since it is what your Senior Brother Liu wants, let him come in person to exchange it."

"Crash..."

Zhang Xuanjing poked his head out of the water with a flushed face. Just as he was about to fly out and say something harsh, he found a black bubble like a water film on the water surface. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape from the three-meter radius.

His expression suddenly darkened, and he shouted, "How dare you to restrain me? Do you really think no one can stop you?!"

He roared repeatedly, but his voice could not be heard within a radius of three feet. It only echoed and lingered above the pond, as if symbolizing his current situation.

Looking at Chen Mu's contented figure under the shade of the willow trees, Zhang Xuanjing suddenly felt caught in a dilemma.

Although he had said before that he could summon many Dao brothers in the Nascent Soul stage to help with just one word, how could the actual situation be like that?

He had just entered the sect, and the only thing worth mentioning was the guidance from Senior Changsheng. How could he have the capital to make friends with the Yuanying Taoist brothers? After a month of efforts, he only became familiar to Senior Brother Liu.

But now, he is in a difficult situation...

"Why isn't this person afraid of the master's reputation?"

He was extremely confused, as he felt that the person in front of him was different from the Nascent Soul cultivators of Dajiang Pavilion and the Li family. After the latter two learned that he had joined the "Biluo Chaosheng Pavilion", they specially sent people to send gifts to show their closeness.

They are all at the Nascent Soul stage, the difference in treatment is too great...

His expression was uncertain. After a moment of silence, he could only bite the bullet and pick up the token on his waist to pass the message to Senior Brother Liu...

At the same time, where the blue sky fell, there were countless fairy mountains and pavilions. Under one of the inconspicuous pavilions beside the water, two figures were drinking facing each other.

To the left stood a man wearing a flame-white brocade robe, a cloud-crowned crown on his head, a face as handsome as jade, and a relaxed and unrestrained expression. Sometimes he raised his glass to toast the sky, and sometimes he shouted wantonly. Although his realm was only at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, he had an extraordinary aura.

The other person was a monk in black robes, carrying a bronze sword case on his back. He had a cold and murderous temperament. He just sat quietly by the side, playing with the wine cup in his hand and responding from time to time.

A moment later, the token on the waist of the man in brocade robe suddenly flickered, but he seemed unaware of it and continued to drink from the glass. The clear wine flowed down his neck, but it could not soak the flaming white color.

"Junior Brother Liu, Junior Brother Liu."

The black-robed monk gave a reminder.

The man in brocade robe finally came to his senses, frowned, picked up the token and looked at it, his expression filled with amusement.

Seeing his expression, the black-robed monk couldn't help but become curious and asked, "What happened?"

The man in brocade robes replied, "A new junior brother who has just entered the foundation-building stage is in trouble and is calling me to help."

"Foundation Building...Junior Brother?"

The black-robed cultivator frowned and thought for a moment before muttering, "I haven't heard of any True Lord accepting a disciple recently. What's this person's background? He's only at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet he's become our junior disciple."

The man in brocade robe sneered and said, "It's just that he is taking advantage of Brother Changsheng. Otherwise, with his qualifications, he wouldn't even be able to become a registered disciple."

The black-robed monk suddenly realized, "Brother Changsheng was in trouble not long ago. Could it be that this person's family helped him?"

“That’s exactly why.”

"Since it is related to Brother Changsheng, Junior Brother Liu can't just stand by and watch..." The black-robed monk murmured.

The man in brocade robes nodded and smiled, "Brother Changsheng is extremely talented and has always been kind to us. It is precisely for your sake that I have come into contact with him."

His eyes rolled, and he continued, "Brother Li, haven't you always wanted to make friends with Brother Changsheng? Fortunately, Danshui County isn't too far away. Why not take this opportunity and come with me?"

The black-robed monk's face lit up with joy: "Okay, of course, thank you for your concern."

"Hahaha, why should you be polite to me, Senior Brother?"

The man in brocade robes waved his sleeves, and a beautiful chariot suddenly appeared in the air. Its traction wasn't an ordinary demonic beast, but a mighty golden-eyed fire lion with flaming mane. Seeing this, the black-robed cultivator shook his head and smiled, "Only Junior Brother Liu would be willing to let his natal spirit beast do such a trivial task."

The man in brocade robes led him onto the carriage and said with a smile, "Brother, you don't know, this beast is very energetic. If you don't let it run a lap every day, it will definitely be in a state of restlessness."

The fire lion raised its head and roared, as if venting its dissatisfaction.

It wasn't until its master clapped his hands that it gave a jolt of energy, pulling the chariot with it as it instantly broke through the clouds and rushed towards Danshui County. Its speed was so fast that it was even faster than the average Nascent Soul's escape light...

……

By noon, the eaves bells were ringing in the wind.

Zhang and his group became increasingly impatient as they looked into the courtyard. They wanted to go in and take a look but did not dare. They could only look up at the sky and pray in their hearts that Senior Deng would arrive soon.

But according to Zhang Hexuan, Senior Deng happened to go to another state today, and I don’t know how long it will take for him to arrive.

This kind of indefinite waiting is the most tiring. The head of the Zhang family was sweating profusely, and he had already thought of showing weakness to the Liu family in exchange for stability.

However, before he could actually carry out the action, he suddenly felt a rumbling wave coming from the distant sky.

Everyone present was startled and looked up.

"But Senior Deng has arrived?"

The Zhang family members looked expectantly and eagerly awaited the arrival of the event, but what they saw was a golden-eyed fire lion, with no trace of Senior Deng at all.

"This is……"

Just as everyone was beginning to feel doubtful again, the man in brocade robes and the monk in black robes appeared one after another and asked in a clear voice, "Where is Junior Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Xuanjing, who was in the courtyard pond, noticed the movement and shouted loudly, "Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Liu!"

However, the sound could not be heard outside, and the two people outside were unaware of it.

Fortunately, the Zhang family's head came to his senses at this moment, and quickly stepped forward, bowing and saying, "My name is Zhang Xi, and I am Xuan Jing's father. May I ask if you two are Xuan Jing's brothers from the same sect?"

While paying his respects, he did not forget to glance up and see that although the man in brocade robe was only at the Golden Elixir realm, he had an astonishing aura of treasure. It seemed that he had many tricks that could not be judged by common sense.

The black-robed cultivator was even more direct, with Nascent Soul Qi flowing throughout his body. He was undoubtedly Senior Zhaoxin!
He suddenly felt delighted. No wonder Xuan Jing was so confident. He was able to invite Nascent Soul cultivators to help.

The man in brocade robes smiled slightly. "I am indeed Senior Brother Xuan Jing. I wonder what kind of trouble Junior Brother Zhang has run into that has you sending me a message so urgently."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the Liu family felt a pang of fear in their hearts, thinking that Senior Chen might have gotten into big trouble.

The Zhang family head quickly turned around and pointed, "Two masters, please look, my son is trapped in this small courtyard."

The two men in brocade robes looked in that direction, their slightly casual expressions in unison.

"what?"

The brocade-robed man and the black-robed monk exchanged a glance and whispered, "It's clearly right in front of us, but when I use my divine sense to probe, all I see is a cloud of mist..."

"Junior Brother Liu, it's best to be careful."

The man in brocade robe nodded and waved his hand backwards. Suddenly, the golden-eyed fire lion broke free from the chariot and rushed down.

The two men and the lion walked to the front of the courtyard, one in front and one behind. This time, through the door, they could see the situation inside clearly, and at a glance they saw Zhang Xuanjing still struggling in the pond.

The black-robed cultivator's face suddenly darkened. Humiliating Junior Brother Zhang in this way meant that he didn't take the "Bi Luo Chao Sheng Pavilion" seriously at all.
He groaned, discarded the intention of asking for a meeting with courtesy, strode out, and stepped directly into the courtyard.

The man in brocade robe frowned slightly, but didn't say much and followed behind him.

Then I saw willow branches hanging beside the bluestone table. Chen Mu was sitting on a stone bench holding a scroll. He was wearing plain white clothes and had long hair like crow feathers. The celadon teacup on the stone table was steaming with white mist. The mist seemed to condense into the shape of swimming fish in the air. Everything was so simple and natural.

The pupils of both of them shrank at the same time, and they could clearly see that Chen Mu had reached perfection. He only needed to choose a fifth-level Dao mark, and then he could achieve the realm of the True Lord of Dao in one fell swoop!
At this moment, Chen Mu raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the two of them, and said softly, "You and this boy are from the same family. You really have no manners at all."

Upon hearing this, the black-robed cultivator froze in thought. He and the brocade-robed man glanced at Zhang Xuanjing before bowing together. "Li Bing and Liu Tianchi of the Biluo Chaosheng Pavilion greet you, Brother Daoist. May I know where your immortal mountain is and what your Daoist name is?"

This sudden change surprised the people from the Liu and Zhang clans who were watching from outside.

"What's happening here……"

Chen Mu replied calmly: "My Taoist name is Lingyuan, and I am a cultivator from a small sect. I am not worth mentioning."

"It turns out to be Brother Lingyuan."

Li Bing's eyes flickered as he asked, "Did Junior Brother Zhang show disrespect to Brother Dao in this matter today?"

He was not a fool, and he could guess something from what Chen Mu had just said.

Chen Mu smiled slightly and waved his hand to disperse the pond's inspiration: "Let's listen to him speak for himself."

As soon as Zhang Xuanjing was freed, he jumped up quickly. Looking at Brother Liu who came to help him and Li Bing, whom he had never met before, he felt happy and was about to exaggerate and tell a story.

But Liu Tianchi seemed to be able to see through his thoughts and said coldly: "Junior Brother Zhang, tell the truth and don't be too clever."

These words were like a cold wind blowing through the soaked Zhang Xuanjing, causing him to shiver. Not daring to be too obvious, he stammered and gave a general account of the whole story.

"...Actually, Junior Brother's original intention... was to obtain a Three-Attribute Dao Mark for Senior Brother Liu. However, I'm short on cash, so I thought of paying a small amount for now and repaying the rest later..."

"But Senior Chen not only refused, he also trapped me in the pond, showing no regard for the reputation of the Biluo Chaosheng Pavilion..."

"Shut up!"

Liu Tianchi was rarely angry: "When did I need you to exchange Dao Marks for me?!"

Zhang Xuanjing looked embarrassed, but he didn't feel that he was wrong. Instead, he blamed the other party for not knowing what was good for him.

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled when he saw this: "This boy is arrogant and domineering, ignorant and stupid. He is still slandering me until now. If you don't punish him severely, then Chen will deal with it himself."

Li Bing was shocked and quickly bowed, saying, "Brother, why bother with him? As his senior brother, I will apologize to you on his behalf..."

He also felt that Zhang Xuanjing had a bad temper. In the past, he would have walked away and not gotten involved.

But this time it was different. After all, this boy was taught by Brother Changsheng. He had to protect him even if it meant considering the monk's feelings.

Chen Mu remained expressionless. He picked up the teapot and filled two cups. He gestured with his hand and said, "Since you two can't make the decision, I will wait for someone who can make the decision to arrive."

Li and Liu's hearts sank, and they felt that this matter was a bit difficult to handle...

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(End of this chapter)