Chapter 191

First visit to the Jade Moon Sect

After Yan Qingyan and her friend left Yan Le'er's house, they went to Yujiang Village again.

This is where the two met for the first time.

Yan Qingyan didn't have much attachment to this place. She preferred the cave in Wanjiang City to the house in Yujiang Village.

But Ling Mochen wanted to visit Yujiang Village no matter what.

The drizzle continued and light rain began to fall again in Yujiang Town. This small town with little spiritual energy seemed to have always been hazy and cold.

The two of them held umbrellas like ordinary people, standing quietly at the door of the house. Their spiritual sense swept over and everything inside was in sight.

"It's a mess." Yan Qingyan smiled helplessly.

In this situation, everything was within her expectations.

Ling Mochen sighed softly, made some gestures with his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, the entire house looked brand new, as if someone had always lived there.

"Ah? It's the Immortal Master!"

"Oh my god, it's magic!"

"Why has another Immortal Lord come to our village?"

"Hush! Keep your voice down. How can we mortals casually comment on the actions of the Immortal Master?!"

“…”

The two of them naturally heard the sounds around them. Ling Mochen sighed softly, feeling that things and people had changed a lot.

The moment he entered Yujiang Village, he heard all the news about the village.

The former village chief and his wife have passed away due to illness. The current village chief is actually the little baby who used to eat candy from his family during the Chinese New Year. Has he grown up now?

"The world has changed so much." Ling Mochen sighed.

"Over the years, the faces of the monks have not changed at all, but the mortal world has undergone a round of renewal. The same time seems to flow at different speeds for monks and mortals. Our time passes so slowly, but theirs passes so quickly." Yan Qingyan sighed.

The auntie next door who cooked delicious food is also gone.

Ling Mochen took a handful of soil from the courtyard, carefully placed it in a jade box, and gently put it away.

He took a deep look at this ordinary house, set up the defense array he had prepared long ago, and said softly after a while: "Let's go."

"good."

......

After returning to Xuan Gan Continent, Yan Qingyan originally planned to go around looking for a place to fight, but unexpectedly, she became bored while flying on the sword and began to wander aimlessly in various cities.

The path to immortality in the past was too urgent. Countless trivial matters, big or small, filled the two people's minds, and there was also a huge crisis hanging over their heads like a sword.

They wandered around as if they wanted to revisit the scenery they had missed in the past, and stored all the delicacies and specialty products from the major cities in the miscellaneous wooden cabins in the space.

As a result, more and more monks knew that the two had returned.

"Quick! Let's run! They have become gods!"

"We can't let them know that our ancestor participated in the siege!"

"Our ancestor did the same thing. He accepted the bounty on these two people, but he didn't accomplish anything!"

"But these two are on good terms with Qianji Pavilion, so the news cannot be blocked!"

"They are all great masters who have reached the state of spiritual enlightenment. How could they argue with 'low-level' cultivators like us?"

"Okay, go out and hide from the limelight."

“…”

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen didn't know that their trip had caused countless forces and even their ancestors to flee with their entire clans.

At this time, the two of them wandered along the way and unknowingly arrived at the mountain gate of the Biyue Sect.

"Haha~ We are so destined to this sect." Yan Qingyan chuckled.

"Come in and be my guest." Ling Mochen also laughed.

Bai Xiaosheng has already sent over the list of names of those who pursued them, and there really is such a person among the ancestors of the Biyue Sect.

boom!

"Who is coming?!"

The moment the two appeared, a roar was heard from the mountain protection formation, and the guarding monks shouted loudly.

"Ling Mochen." Ling Mochen introduced himself.

"Haha~ We are here as guests. The Biyue Sect won't even let us enter the mountain gate, right?" Yan Qingyan said with a smile.

The guard froze in place for a moment, as if he had forgotten all movement.

After a while, he sent a message to the sect that a "powerful enemy" had arrived outside!

......

The Biyue Sect is surrounded by hundreds of mountains, with its main peak standing majestically.

The leader of the Biyue Sect had a bitter face and handed over a storage ring reluctantly.

Heavy bleeding!

When these two came, he knew he was going to bleed heavily, but he didn't expect it to be so much!

"Haha~ The Sect Master is really wealthy and powerful. The Biyue Sect is indeed a large sect."

Yan Qingyan blackmailed him severely, and her tone of voice became more kind.

"Haha~ the two seniors are joking."

The clan leader screamed in his heart: Don’t come here again! Let’s go quickly!

Yin Bufan and his son are no longer in the Biyue Sect!

"Hmph!" Ling Mochen's face was sour from beginning to end. Even though he had obtained a large amount of resources for cultivating immortals, he still did not look in a good mood.

Outside the main peak, Feng Ning and Feng Haoran clasped their hands and waited quietly.

After hearing the news of the two's arrival, many disciples of the Biyue Sect stayed in their caves and dared not go out, while some disciples deliberately came to the outside of the main peak.

Most of them were fellow monks who had been harmed by Yin Bufan and Yin Siwen, father and son. For example, Feng Haoran, upon hearing the news about the two, rushed over to express his gratitude.

"Senior Brother Feng, even if the two seniors don't know how small a figure I am, I would still like to thank you in person." Feng Haoran said solemnly.

"Haha~ I know your temper. Senior brother is here to accompany you." Feng Ning said with a smile.

"My cultivation has now completely recovered, and I will be promoted to the Golden Core stage soon. It is my great honor to receive the news from the two seniors at this time."

Feng Haoran's heart of Taoism was beating fast at this moment, like a traveler who had been groping in the dark for a long time and finally waited for the dawn.

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen had just walked out of the main peak when they saw this group of people.

Feng Ning and the others had seen their thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Liquid being auctioned off at the Luo family auction house in Feilan City.

"It seems that there are many people who have been bullied by Yin Siwen." Yan Qingyan sighed.

Among this group of cultivators, except Feng Ning and the cultivators around him, most of the others looked like mortals with declining energy and blood, just like when they had just met.

"You are waiting here, are you trying to buy the thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Medicine from us?" Yan Qingyan said bluntly.

"Yes, we are willing to use all the spirit stones we have to buy a bottle of liquid medicine!"

"No, I came here today just to thank the two seniors for eliminating the Yin family's cancer."

Different people have different answers. Ling Mochen smiled and looked at the people in front of him. He suddenly remembered himself when he was still in the Ling family.

He felt helpless, angry and confused. He wanted to restore his Dantian and seek revenge on Yin Siwen, but he felt weak and dejected all over.

He longed for a senior to uphold justice and eliminate evil people like Yin Siwen, but he could only watch and hear him getting away with it time and time again.

Thinking of this, Ling Mochen held Yan Qingyan's hand tightly, feeling very lucky.

Yan Qingyan turned her head to look at him and saw that he was looking at the group of mortals with wrinkles on their faces in front of him with complicated eyes, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, those who want the Hongmeng Purple Spirit Pill, please line up and trade, one by one."

"You don't have to be polite if you want to thank us. We are just seeking revenge for ourselves."