Chapter 191 You also kneel down, young and romantic, grabbing luck in front of me

The long street, which was originally somewhat dead silent, suddenly became noisy and noisy.

The monks and living beings from other major states all looked over and looked at the man in white sitting in the tall building.

Is this the Holy Son of the Taiyi Sect, the leader of the Zhongtianzhou Immortal Sects? His name was known to the world not long ago? Many young cultivators looked very heavy and fearful. They thought it was a senior with profound cultivation who took action, but who would have thought it was a peer of their age.

The strength of the Saint Son of Taiyi Sect is so terrifying that he is the best among his peers?

A great pressure suddenly emerged in their hearts. When they heard the rumors before, they were a little skeptical and thought it was too outrageous. How could their peers be so strong? Now that they saw it with their own eyes, they had to believe it.

At this moment, the young monks from other major states all felt a chill in their hearts.

"Saint Son Jiang Lan has arrived..."

"Only he has such terrifying strength, overwhelming his peers."

"It is enough for Zhongtian Province to have the Saint Son Jiang Lan. All the geniuses and evildoers from other provinces will become supporting roles and be trampled underfoot."

On the contrary, all the young geniuses of Zhongtianzhou were extremely excited, sweeping away the depression and gloom just now. Just as arrogant and wildly as this Blood-Clothed Young Master had shouted just now, so miserably did he fall down now.

Many people openly gloat over other people's misfortune.

"How is it possible..."

The Blood-Cloaked Young Master spurted out a mouthful of blood again. He couldn't believe that he would be defeated by a man of his own generation without any resistance. "Young Master..."

The old man in gray robe looked fearful and did not dare to act rashly.

He also didn't expect that the person who took action would be someone from the younger generation, and even Jiang Lan, the saint of Taiyi Sect who had become well-known in Zhongtianzhou during this period.

"Saint Son Jiang Lan, this is a misunderstanding. My young master has no intention of offending you..." The gray-robed old man said stiffly. He did not take the ordinary immortal sects seriously, but he did not dare to be arrogant when facing the Taiyi Sect.

"No offense?"

"Everyone in Zhongtianzhou knows that Zhu Yun is my best friend. Your young master spoke rudely at first and then killed someone. Since he thinks no one in Zhongtianzhou can deal with him, why don't he stand up and give it a try?"

The sound of chuckles came from that tall building.

Then, a golden avenue stretched out. Jiang Lan stood with his hands behind his back, walking slowly with his robe fluttering. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of everyone.

The gray-robed old man stared at him intently, feeling a terrible pressure.

He knew that Jiang Lan was at the seventh realm, the same realm as himself, but facing such a monster, he had no chance of winning.

"Jiang Lan..." Ling Zhuyun showed joy on her face, and did not refute what Jiang Lan had just said, that they were close friends.

At this moment, her eyes were full of Jiang Lan, and she didn't notice at all that the man with a sword on his back who had stepped forward and stood in front of him just now trembled slightly, as if he was a little stiff and unnatural.

"Is this the strength of the Saint Son of Taiyi Sect now?"

Jiang Yuheng and Xia Jin had already walked out of the restaurant. At this moment, he couldn't help but show surprise. He wanted to take action, but Jiang Lan got there first.

But it’s better this way, it saves him a lot of trouble.

Xia Jin looked at the figure in white clothes that was more elegant than snow, but his expression was slightly unnatural, as he thought of the scene when he was drunk in the warship that day.

After so many days, the two met again, and it was on such an occasion.

"What does Saint Jiang Lan want in exchange for letting my young master go?" the gray-robed old man asked humbly.

In Zhongtianzhou, Taiyi Sect is the local snake. Even though they are a powerful dragon, they still have to coil around.

"That's easy. Let him give up his cultivation, then kowtow respectfully in front of Zhu Yun, apologize, and then get out of Zhongtianzhou. I will let him go today." Jiang Lan smiled faintly.

An angry look appeared on the face of the gray-robed old man.

The Blood-Cloaked Young Master looked even uglier and more humiliated than ever, and said in a hateful voice, "Don't even think about it."

"Did I ask you to speak?"

Jiang Lan glanced at him. The golden hand in the void had not dissipated, but pressed down again. The Blood-Clothed Young Master vomited blood with a scream, and his breath suddenly weakened.

"stop……"

"Son of Jiang Lan, a tall tree attracts the wind, and a strong tree is easy to break. Forgive others when you can. You are so young, why do you make so many enemies for yourself? The road ahead is still long. Although you are powerful now, it does not mean that you can have the last laugh."

"There is always someone better than you. There will always be someone stronger than you in this world." The gray-robed old man said in a cold voice with an extremely ugly expression.

Jiang Lan smiled faintly and said, "You don't need to teach me this truth. There are indeed many people in this world who are stronger than me, but you are not one of them. Right now, I am stronger than all of you, and that is enough."

"You kneel down too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden hand in the void solidified again, as if it had really turned into the hand of the Emperor of Heaven, and it slapped down towards the gray-robed old man.

"you……"

"This is too much!"

The grey-robed old man was furious, his sleeves fluttered, then he swung his fists and smashed forward, with a shining divine light in the middle, as if a golden seal was about to fly out. At the same time, the Dharma image of heaven and earth appeared behind him, and there seemed to be phantoms of mountains appearing, trying to shake off the golden hand.

Jiang Lan's expression remained the same, and he did not even move. His eyes were deep, and he said softly, "Kneel down."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like the will of heaven. The void rumbled and trembled violently, and ripples spread. It seemed as if an inexplicable rule was established between heaven and earth to judge the world.

The grey-robed old man was filled with shock and anger, his legs went weak, and it seemed as if endless sacred mountains and ancient peaks were pressing down on him from above his head, making him involuntarily crawl down and kowtow to his knees.

The next moment, there was a thud and his knees hit the ground heavily with a loud noise.

The bluestone-paved street suddenly cracked into terrible cracks, spreading in all directions, the scene was horrifying.

The people around couldn't help but feel terrified and shocked when they saw this scene.

It is easy to understand why this Blood-Clothed Young Master is no match for Jiang Lan. After all, there is a huge gap in their cultivation levels.

But this gray-robed old man was also in the seventh realm. With just one sentence, he knelt there without any dignity.

"The secret technique of Taiyi Sect, the Mantra Technique..."

"It is said that when one reaches the highest level of cultivation, one can truly speak the will of heaven and control the power of gods." Some of the older generation of monks were amazed and shocked.

“You… deserve to die…”

The Blood-Clothed Young Master was extremely shocked and angry when he saw this scene. His protector was now also kneeling here, with no dignity at all. He was surrounded by mocking and sneering eyes, which made him wish he could just faint.

Jiang Lan was very satisfied with this secret technique, but it was still not as good as the technique of holding the Heavenly Constitution in the mouth in the Confucian ruins in the original plot.

He has the Master's Order in his hand, so he can explore the Confucian ruins when he has time.

This young man in blood-stained clothes came from the Blood Family of Dongyuan Prefecture, and must have some connection with the Blood Immortal Cult. He humiliated Ling Zhuyun in public, most likely because someone instructed him to do so, rather than because of his previous arrogant words.

We can go back and find Song Youwei to ask her and we can confirm it.

Jiang Lan then waved his robe and a misty sword energy appeared. With a puff, it turned into a divine light, piercing through the Blood-Clothed Young Master's lower abdomen and directly breaking through his Dantian Linghai.

"You, you actually crippled me?" The Blood-Clothed Young Master couldn't believe it. He gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold and full of hatred.

"If you tell the person behind you, I might consider sparing your life."

"Where is the successor of the Blood Immortal Sect now?" Jiang Lan grabbed casually, and the Blood-Clothed Young Master flew over from where he was and was caught in my hand.

The Blood-Clothed Young Master was stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Lan's deep and calm eyes, then he reacted and couldn't help but sneered, saying, "Haha, you actually figured it out..."

"But what if you figured it out? As for where the heir of the Blood Fairy Cult is, I don't know. You need to find it yourself."

As he finished speaking, some kind of restriction seemed to erupt from his body. A circle of blood-red light spread out, and his limbs began to swell.

Jiang Lan wanted to stop it upon seeing this, but seemingly because the restriction was rather tricky, he was unable to stop it the first time. Afterwards he could only watch the Blood-Clothed Young Master self-explode, with astonishing energy spreading out, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.

Many cultivators had no time to resist and were blown away by the aftermath. Their blood and qi churned and many were affected and suffered serious injuries.

When the gray-robed old man saw his own son self-destruct, he also knew Duhuo's fate, so he chose to self-destruct without hesitation. The self-destruction of a seventh-level cultivator was no small matter.

However, Jiang Lan simply flicked his robe, and a terrifying suction force came out from it, enveloping the heaven and earth and covering all the scattered energy, preventing it from spreading and hurting innocent people.

Many people immediately showed gratitude in their eyes.

"These people are actually involved with the Blood Immortal Cult?"

Ling Zhuyun protected all the female disciples of Yao Chi Sect, and only then did she react. She was still wondering why this person would provoke her for no reason.

"There's something strange about this person. I could have stopped him the moment his ban exploded, but someone obstructed him from doing so, allowing him to explode successfully..."

Jiang Lan frowned as he looked at the horrible deep pit that appeared on the spot after the smoke and dust dissipated. The surrounding buildings were almost all destroyed, leaving a ruin.

Ling Zhuyun showed a puzzled look and asked, "Could it be that there are other accomplices of this person around?"

She had been frequently attacked by people from the Blood Immortal Cult recently, so it was normal for her to be on the receiving end of attacks.

Jiang Lan recovered, looked around, and said, "This person is hiding very deep, he should be not far from you and me."

After saying that, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept over "Ye Yun" who was not far away.

Ling Zhuyun nodded, worry hidden in her eyes.

The conversation between the two was not concealed, and many people heard it at this moment.

Some people were even more indignant and said, "The Blood Immortal Cult is really getting more and more arrogant. Now they dare to commit murder in front of the world."

Some talented disciples from major sects and families came forward and asked whether they needed to seal the city gates and catch the people from the Blood Immortal Sect.

After what happened just now, many people subconsciously regarded Jiang Lan as the backbone of the younger generation in Zhongtianzhou.

The Blood Immortal Cult is lurking in the dark and may take action at any time, which makes many people feel uneasy.

Even many monks of the older generation admired and respected Jiang Lan.

"Anqiu City has a population of tens of millions, so it is not realistic to seal off the city. We can only be careful or travel in groups." Jiang Lan shook his head slightly.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, but they were not surprised.

"I wonder what your name is, brother? Thank you very much for your generosity just now." At this time, Jiang Lan looked at "Ye Yun" and asked with a smile.

Ling Zhuyun only then realized that it was this strange man who stepped forward and helped her. She immediately opened her mouth and expressed her gratitude.

She always felt that she knew this person, but he looked very strange.

However, she did not use any secret techniques to spy on him, as she was worried that the other party would be unhappy if they noticed. After all, he had just stood up to help her.

"My name is Ye Yun, nice to meet Saint Jiang Lan."

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"Just now, I just heard the arrogant words of the Blood-Clothed Young Master and I couldn't stand it, so I stood up without thinking. Now that I have come to my senses, I am a little scared. If it weren't for Saint Jiang Lan's intervention, I am afraid I would have died tragically at the hands of this man today."

"Ye Yun" showed a look of trepidation and bowed hurriedly, keeping his attitude very low.

He didn't mention that he took action because he saw Ling Zhuyun was in danger.

Jiang Lan smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a chivalrous and upright person. There are not many people like you in the world today."

"Ye Yun" immediately waved his hand and said, "Saint Son Jiang Lan, you are too kind. I am just a reckless person who got carried away at the moment..."

"No matter what, Brother Ye helped Zhu Yun today. I will definitely remember this favor in my heart. This is my token. If Brother Ye encounters any danger in the future, you can use this to find me. As long as it is in Zhongtianzhou's territory, I can still have a say."

Jiang Lan smiled and handed over a jade pendant while speaking.

"Ye Yun" looked hesitant when he heard this, but seeing Jiang Lan's sincere smile, he gratefully accepted the jade pendant.

"Thank you, Saint Jiang Lan."

Seeing this scene, everyone here couldn't help but feel envious.

Many people even hated themselves for not standing up just now. Otherwise, they would have been appreciated by Jiang Lan. If they had this support, who would not give them some face in Zhongtianzhou from now on?

Of course, some people think that this is due to the strength and luck of "Ye Yun". Didn't you see that a cultivator who was showing off his strength was slapped into a bloody mist by a palm and died? "You don't have to be like this. I should be the one to thank you." Ling Zhuyun didn't expect Jiang Lan to be so generous to do him a favor, and couldn't help but whispered.

Jiang Lan smiled indifferently and said, "Why do you have to be so clear about the distinction? Isn't your business my business?"

Ling Zhuyun's jade-like white face was slightly hot under the veil, and her crystal ears were also glittering with a few rays of rosy clouds. I didn't expect him to say such words in public. Isn't it just embarrassing? Hearing the two people's indifferent conversation, "Ye Yun" who took the jade pendant, his palm froze slightly, seeming a little unnatural, but soon recovered.

Jiang Lan felt a lot of luck surging in the Niwan Palace, and he couldn't help but smile with interest in his heart. He had just grabbed a handful of luck right in front of him.

Many young geniuses who admired Ling Zhuyun sighed in their hearts when they saw this scene.

The goddess in my heart was taken by someone else first. In terms of family background, cultivation strength, and appearance, there is no one who can compare with her...

Isn't Jiang Lan the husband of the Queen of Daxia? Why would a married man provoke Ling Zhuyun? "Young and romantic..."

Many monks of the older generation could not help but sigh, remembering that when they were young, the goddess they admired at the time was also taken away by someone else...

"Saint Son Jiang Lan..."

At this time, Xia Jin, Jiang Yuheng and others came over.

Jiang Yuheng, who was in the lead, was the first to greet people. Xia Jin, who was following behind him, looked a little unnatural.

Jiang Lan seemed to have just noticed Xia Jin at this moment. He looked at her with surprise and a slightly inquiring look.

Xia Jin responded with an embarrassed and helpless look.

"Elder Jiang, Elder Xia..." "Ye Yun" also saluted the two of them.

"General Xia Jin, would you like to introduce him to me?" Jiang Lan said with a smile.

Xia Jin smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience I didn't get to see Feng Jun the first time."

Soon, everyone arrived at the restaurant where Jiang Yuheng and others were just now, and Xia Jin took the opportunity to introduce Jiang Yuheng and others to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan's followers, Ao Yin, Kong Xuan, Yuan Kong and others, also rushed over.

After refining and controlling the Helian family's small world, Jiang Lan left Taiyi Sect. Li Mengning was still in seclusion to digest the Saint's inheritance and would not be able to come out for several months.

However, he did not tell too many people about his departure from Taiyi Sect. He only asked You'er, Ao Yin and others who had returned to the capital of Daxia to come and meet him.

In fact, he had been in Anqiu City for almost half a day.

If he hadn't seen Ye Ming disguised as "Ye Yun" appear to save the beauty, he wouldn't have suddenly taken action.

As he expected, Ye Ming disappeared for several months and indeed mixed with the people from Chen Sect.

Jiang Yuheng is the inheritor of the Yuheng Origin, one of the seven stars in the original plot. Now he has refined and mastered the Yuheng Origin, and his cultivation strength cannot be underestimated.

Jiang Lan had already known this information before coming to Anqiu City. Ye Ming's biggest backer now was his cheap senior brother, Jiang Chen, the founder of the Chen Sect, who was also Lao Gui's previous apprentice.

Many years ago, he traveled to foreign lands to help Laogui find a way to lift the curse of heaven. Unfortunately, he encountered a strong enemy, was seriously injured, and his cultivation level fell to the eighth level.

However, if he relies on many trump cards and means, he is still qualified to challenge the saint.

At the restaurant, Jiang Yuheng showed great enthusiasm towards Jiang Lan. Although the two were more than ten years apart in age, Jiang Yuheng treated him as of the same generation.

Jiang Lan could see that this person wanted to make friends with him.

The current leader of the Chen Sect is Jiang Yuheng's father, but he has several older brothers above him. It is precisely because of this reason that even though Jiang Yuheng's cultivation is the best among his peers, he can only become an elder of the Chen Sect, rather than the young leader.

He made friends with me naturally because he wanted to use this opportunity to get closer to the Taiyi Sect. If he could use this opportunity to attract a powerful external aid, then his status and position in the Chen Sect would also rise, and he would have a chance to compete with his brothers.

Jiang Lan knew it very well but didn't point it out. This person still had a lot of value to him.

During the conversation, they inevitably talked about the secret realm of star remains that was about to be unearthed.

Jiang Yuheng first asked about Jiang Lan's opinion and attitude, and when he learned that Jiang Lan was just investigating the matter and didn't care much about the Origin of the Seven Stars, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, appearing more enthusiastic.

In his opinion, the Seven Star Origin is a shortcut for people with ordinary talents, and Jiang Lan’s own talent is so terrifying that as long as he does not die, it is a foregone conclusion that he will become a saint in the future.

He himself had already obtained the origin of Yuheng and comprehended a little bit of its truth. He used it as a reference and wanted to find his own way.

He wanted to obtain the origin of the seven stars in the secret realm of star remains, and also wanted to take the opportunity to comprehend the true meaning of it.

Jiang Yuheng has great ambitions. He does not want to be an ordinary saint, but wants to become a being like the Lord of Stars who rules over the stars.

He therefore suggested that after the Secret Realm of Star Skeleton is revealed, it would be better for them to travel together so that they can look after each other.

Jiang Lan readily agreed.

At night, Jiang Yuheng specially spent a lot of money to prepare a banquet. The two of them talked happily, like close friends, and the banquet did not end until after midnight.

And what happened in Anqiu City during the day had already spread everywhere by this time, causing all kinds of discussions and sensation.

Deep in the Qingpu Mountains, there is a ruin. Inside the collapsed temple, several bonfires are lit, and it is not dim. Several figures are sitting here, discussing things.

"Xue Wuwang actually died just like that..."

"He was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything. He asked him to test the true strength of Ling Zhuyun, the Saintess of Yao Chi Sect, and ended up getting himself into trouble."

"I can only say that he was unlucky to have run into Jiang Lan. It seems that the title of the best among the younger generation in Zhongtianzhou is not an exaggeration."

"I hope I won't ruin your great plan. The Saint of the Yaochi Sect is not so easy to capture. It is really difficult to obtain her blood essence."

"After all, she is a spiritual saint body. Having grown to this point, her strength cannot be underestimated..."

"It seems that we can only wait for you to take action personally. If the ancestor can successfully revive this time, who in the land of Jiuzhou dares not obey our orders?"

These figures were all talking in low voices. There were many flags planted on the ground beside them, and a faint light was shining down, covering and isolating the place to prevent anyone from hearing.

On the other side, in the wing of the inn in Anqiu City, "Ye Yun" also casually raised a few flags and placed them around to ensure that no one could spy on his secrets.

The jade pendant he got from Jiang Lan during the day was now thrown on the table by him.

"Old ghost, is there any problem with this jade pendant? If I destroy it or throw it away, will Jiang Lan notice something wrong with me?" Ye Ming asked in a deep voice.

A faint figure hovered in the air. Hearing this, he smiled faintly and said, "This jade pendant looks fine, but Jiang Lan is a man of deep thoughts and cunning as a demon. There must be something wrong with the things he gave you..."

Ye Ming's face was grim, and he clenched his fists and said, "This guy is really haunting me."

The old ghost consoled him, "But this time you changed your appearance with the Transformation Fruit, a wonder of heaven and earth. It is said to be a strange fruit from the depths of chaos, and it has the effect of obscuring the secrets of heaven. My disciple Jiang Chen was willing to give this good thing to you. Even a saint may not be able to see your true form, so you don't have to be so nervous and worried."

"This time, he may not recognize you."

"If that's the case, that's good."

Ye Ming took a deep breath. He was almost suffering from psychological trauma.

Jiang Lan could almost always recognize him every time he changed his appearance. He really didn't know what was so special about him that allowed Jiang Lan to recognize him so easily.

(End of this chapter)