Chapter 339 I beat the God of Transformation? Great revenge is achieved!

On the third day of coming to Tongming Mountain, Fang Yuan watched Master Chen go out early in the morning with a happy face.

"What happened to Master Chen?"

She asked her master curiously.

"I heard that he has established contact with the head of the Nine Mountains Sect, Zheng..."

Seeing that Sect Master Chen was not there, her master spoke a little bolder and gossiped to her in a low voice: "I heard that Master Chengkong assigned a lot of Nascent Soul cultivators to the Jiushan Sect, and Sect Master Chen was chosen."

Fang Yuan nodded secretly. Now, Sect Master Chen had achieved his wish and had gained the support of the Jiushan Sect.

Being happy is a matter of course.

But Master Chen came back with a sad face.

As soon as he came back, he sat on the stone bench in the yard without saying a word, just staring at the clouds in the sky, and from time to time a sigh came out of his mouth, which was extremely sad.

Fang Yuan was curious but didn't dare to ask. However, among the people who came with her, there were also disciples taught by Master Chen. One of them asked with concern, "Master? You went out this morning and were fine, weren't you?"

"This morning... I didn't know that Master Zheng wanted us to fight the God of Transformation!"

"Ah? How is this possible?" The disciple was surprised and frowned. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He glanced at Fang Yuan and the others and whispered, "Are you trying to use Master as cannon fodder?"

Fang Yuan and her master lowered their heads and looked at each other obscurely, and they also felt that it might be possible...

Deserve it! Karma is a cycle, retribution is inevitable! …

“Those Nascent Soul cultivators…” Old Man Yuan sighed, “They still don’t trust our Jiushan Sect enough.”

In Tiangong Island of Jiushan Realm, the elder, Uncle Pang, and Uncle Huang all looked a little angry. Zheng Fa comforted them, "They themselves used the disciples of the affiliated sects as cannon fodder, so they naturally judged others by their own standards and thought that Jiushan Sect also had bad intentions."

The three of them nodded, but Uncle Pang said worriedly:

"If that's the case, then the power of the immortal formation is too low. I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand the attack of the spirit transformation, and it will also let down Fairy Xiao's kindness."

Zheng Fa looked towards Xiao Yuying on the other side.

Xiao Yuying waved her hands and said, "It's a good thing that I can see the immortal formation, but I'm afraid I can't help."

Zheng Fachao asked Master Chengkong for twenty Nascent Soul cultivators. Together with the four in front of him, they would have formed a Nascent Soul level Zhoutian Divine Thunder Immortal Formation.

The twenty-four people in the Zhoutian Shenleixian Formation are divided into four groups. In each group, there must be one person who serves as the hub, and the rest just have to obey him.

On the other hand, only these four people are the brains of the immortal formation and can truly understand the mysteries of the immortal formation.

Because of this, among these four candidates, Zheng Fa would not choose those Nascent Souls that he did not know - this thing was definitely Nine Mountains' black technology, and Zheng Fa would not be so generous.

In the Nine Mountains Realm, Zheng Fade can control the Sun and Moon Bell, Senior Sister Zhang wants to fight with the Nine Mountains Patriarch, and then choose four Nascent Souls. Apart from the three supreme elders, there can only be Xiao Yuying or Madam Xuanhua.

But Madam Xuanhua is not up to the standard - her weapon refining skills are first-rate, her formation skills are third-rate, and her thunder skills are not even up to par.

Therefore, Xiao Yuying had to come. It was also because of this that Xiao Yuying understood the power of this immortal formation:

"To be honest, it's normal for them not to believe it. If I hadn't really learned this immortal formation, I wouldn't have believed that... a group of Nascent Souls working together could actually have the combat power of a Spiritual Transformation."

"It's definitely not comparable." The main developer of the immortal formation, the old man, said, "Formation has its limits. My junior brother Zhang and I have deduced that this Divine Thunder Immortal Formation is probably only eight-tenths of the power of the Divine Transformation at best, or the weakest kind of Divine Transformation."

Zheng Fa slowly shook his head and said, "I don't expect to be able to defeat a Spiritual Transformation Realm. Counting myself and Senior Sister Zhang, I just hope that we can withstand the attack of the Great Freedom Demon Sect before Master Chengkong and the others come to help."

Zheng Fa no longer sought that one plus one plus one equals three.

As long as it can be equal to two, he will be satisfied.

This is what it’s like to be born into a poor family… you can piece together anything and it’ll work.

Uncle Pang sighed again, "If the orders were followed and the cooperation was harmonious, it would be good... The problem is that now, they have their own agenda and are pretending to obey but secretly disobeying. I'm afraid that they will not only not help, but will make things worse."

After that, he cursed again: "I thought these disciples of Jiushan Sect were difficult enough to lead!"

"It was only after I met them that I realized how well-behaved my disciples are!"

Zheng Fa and the others looked at each other, but they didn't have any good ideas in mind. These Nascent Souls had lived for who knows how long, and their minds were very complicated, so it was not easy for them to let down their guard... It was really difficult to get them to work together.

We can only train these Nascent Soul cultivators slowly.

…

On the fifth day after arriving in Tongming Mountain, the Jiushan Sect's troops followed the Chen River and entered Chenyang County.

They have about twenty Nascent Souls, more than eighty Golden Cores, and nearly seven hundred Foundation Establishments.

Senior Sister Zhang led the Nascent Soul cultivators and walked in front, followed closely by the 72 disciples of Jiushan Sect, and after them came the disciples below the Golden Core stage from other sects.

The name of Chen County comes from the Chen River that runs through the entire county. Chenyang County is a county town beside the Chen River. There is nothing special about the county town, but the ferry in Chenyang County is extremely famous.

"At Chenyang Ferry, thousands of boats compete to cross the river, and tens of thousands of ships gather. Merchants come like rain, and goods flow like water. Within a thousand miles, there is no other commercial port like it. People from other counties often get lost when they come here."

This is a record from the Chenyang County Chronicles collected by Zheng Fa. The author's pride and pride when writing this passage are quite impressive.

But now, everything that made the author proud is gone.

There was no one at the ferry, neither foreign merchants nor local porters, there was no trace of them.

There are still boats, but they are just lying in the water, exposed to the wind and sun, and no one cares.

The only thing that indicated the bustling atmosphere was the cloth banners whirring by the shops on the shore, trying in vain to attract customers.

"Where are the people?"

Fang Yuan looked at the scene in confusion and asked puzzledly.

Not only she was confused, but also Senior Sister Zhang and others in front of her.

Uncle Pang beside her whispered, "Master Chengkong said that the refining of this blood evil flag would require the blood and essence of all living beings..."

“…”

Senior Sister Zhang said nothing, but just looked at the empty ferry, her eyes darkening again.

The group entered the county town, and as expected, it was empty.

"Arrange disciples to search everywhere..."

Bringing so many people is naturally useful - the main thing is to search everywhere, and even the things to be searched are not people, but to see if there are any strange places.

After all, the methods of the Demon Sect are hard to guard against, so Master Chengkong and others made extremely detailed arrangements. Even with the spiritual sense of a Nascent Soul cultivator searching, they also instructed Zheng Fa to send people to investigate personally and make sure not to miss anything.

Senior Sister Zhang also understood that this was a big deal. As soon as she entered the city, she took out a map and dispersed the disciples at the Jindan level and below to various places.

Lin Bufan followed the other twenty-three Qi training disciples to search in a small village outside the city - he asked Zheng Fa for help, and Senior Sister Zhang recalled a foundation-building disciple and asked him to cooperate with the other twenty-three people to form a fairy formation.

Now they are a team.

One member of the team was holding the Tongjian with his eyes closed, seemingly communicating with other people in the forum.

"We, the foundation-building disciples, are close to the county town. If we find anything, it will be easy for Master Zhang and the others to rescue us." The man said after a moment.

Lin Bufan nodded secretly in his heart, feeling a little relieved.

"Those Jindan brothers have already gone to the nearby valley. The other group of foundation-building disciples are quite far away from us."

"Did you find anything?"

"Just like us."

Lin Bufan pursed his lips tightly, feeling that the other disciples were looking at him - after all, he was from the Great Freedom Demon Sect, and these people would naturally want to ask him if they had any doubts.

"I'm afraid they're all dead."

Lin Bufan said.

The answer was not surprising, but it was enough to leave one speechless.

After searching the small village, everyone found nothing and walked towards the nearby valley, where there was a village at the foot of the mountain.

Halfway through the journey, the disciple holding the Tongjian suddenly shouted, "Those Jindan brothers have made a discovery!"

Everyone looked at him.

"In the valley, there are disciples of the Great Freedom Demon Sect..."

Everyone looked at each other, formed a formation, and walked towards the valley.

“What’s that smell?”

As soon as they reached the entrance of the valley, a burst of fragrance came to everyone's nose with the wind.

"Don't suck!"

Lin Bufan suddenly shouted, and everyone had no time to think, and hurriedly threw out the Qingqi Talisman. After a moment, someone said in fear: "Fortunately, Bufan, you reacted quickly, otherwise we would have been in trouble now."

The fragrance entered their bodies and made them feel as if their blood was boiling and burning.

The Qingqi Talisman swept away the fragrance, and their bodies gradually calmed down, but there was still a sound of something boiling:

"Gulp, gurgle, gurgle."

Lin Bufan and others followed the sound and walked forward. After a few steps, they understood the source of the fragrance and sound.

The valley floor was originally low, and now a large piece of it was dug out, turning it into a pot with no visible edges.

What is cooking in the pot is... blood!

Red and black blood.

The blood boiled and rolled in the pot, bubbles rose and burst, emitting bursts of fragrance.

Even though they could no longer smell the fragrance at this time, everyone couldn't help but feel nauseous when looking at the pool of blood.

"What is that?"

A disciple pointed at the blood pool and shouted.

"people……"

They finally knew where all the people in Chenjun had gone.

The flesh and skin of these people had long since melted away, leaving only bones, reflecting an eerie white light in the pool of blood.

Men and women, old and young, crowded and surging.

Lin Bufan lowered his head and looked at the skeleton of a child on the shore, which was only as tall as his calf. It bumped into the red mud again and again, and seemed to be asking him why in a confused voice.

"There are footprints..."

He suddenly said.

Everyone looked down and saw a series of footprints walking from the distance to the edge of the pool and then disappearing.

They could all imagine where these footprints came from.

Immortal cultivators don’t leave footprints that are so deep and heavy.

Only mortals.

These mortals lined up, ignorantly being driven towards the blood pool like cattle and sheep, and then they were boiled alive and conscious, until their skin and flesh were torn apart, leaving only their skeletons, and even their skeletons were boiled away.

Even though they were not mortals, fear and sadness welled up in their hearts at this moment - in the eyes of the big guys, what was the difference between foundation-building disciples and mortals?

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"Someone is fighting!"

In the northwest corner of the valley, there was a flash of lightning and blood.

"It's the Zhoutian Divine Thunder Immortal Formation! Those Jindan brothers!"

Everyone recognized the origin of the lightning. The other party was naturally the disciples of the Great Freedom Demon Sect. Judging from their aura, they were probably some Jindan stage disciples.

“Those Jindan brothers have immortal formations. As long as there are no Yuanying cultivators, there is no danger!”

The disciple holding the Tongjian shouted, and he whispered: "Let's guard the entrance of the valley..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw several black lights flying from the northwest, and they were all golden elixirs.

I guess they also noticed the outrageous behavior of the Jiushan Sect's Jindan disciples, so they just ran away!

Those Jindans were getting closer and closer. Lin Bufan looked up and his eyes were bloodshot - one of them was Lin Yangtian, the person he thought about day and night and would never mistake for him even if he died!

Lin Yangtian originally tried to flee in a panic, but Taniguchi's group of disciples jumped up and blocked their way out.

Behind him, the group of Jindan disciples from Jiushan Sect seemed to be almost cleaning up the mess.

Being attacked from both sides, Lin Yangtian was naturally a little panicked, but after taking a closer look, he relaxed.

"Lin Bufan? Are you still alive?"

He looked at Lin Bufan and shouted condescendingly.

Lin Bufan didn't say anything, but gritted his teeth and quickly formed a fairy formation with other disciples.

Seeing that he and these Nine Mountain disciples cooperated well, Lin Yangtian's eyes turned and he suddenly said, "My fellow brothers, it is a sin for us to lose this blood pool, but it seems that my servant has surrendered to the Nine Mountain Sect."

"The elders in the sect are very interested in the Jiushan Sect Statue."

"If we can capture him and dig out some of the Nine Mountain Sect's secrets..."

"Not only can I make up for my mistakes, I'm afraid I can also make some great contributions."

When he said this, the other disciples were a little excited, but when they looked back, they saw that the Jindan disciples of Jiushan Sect were almost catching up, but because they had to maintain the formation, they were flying a little slower.

Lin Yangtian said: "Brothers, please help me stop the enemy behind me. Lin Bufan is only at the foundation-building stage, and he is my servant. Give me three breaths of time, and I can take him down..."

After hearing this, the other disciples of the Great Freedom Demon Sect thought for a while. It was not difficult for a Jindan cultivator to capture a foundation-building cultivator.

What's more, the hierarchy in the Great Freedom Demon Sect is strict, and the lower-level ones have no power to resist the higher-ups.

In this way, it is indeed easy for Lin Yangtian to capture this foundation-building traitor.

"Hurry up, I can't stop you for long!"

Lin Yangtian glanced at Lin Bufan and saw him continuously casting spells. He smiled and said, "Everything you have learned was given to you by me..."

He raised his hand towards Lin Bufan, and a bloody hand with a sharp sound and a foul stench grabbed Lin Bufan.

He didn't even use a second move. He just smiled and watched Lin Bufan moving around, as if admiring his dying struggle.

He had reason to be confident. This was a secret move in the Great Freedom Demon Sect that only Jindan cultivators could learn. Not only had Lin Bufan not learned it, but even if he had, he would definitely not be able to resist it with his level of cultivation!

But the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

Lightning!

Suddenly, blinding lightning surged around Lin Bufan!

The lightning flew around Lin Bufan and condensed into a blue spear. It suddenly flew out and pierced the palm of the bloody hand. The lightning spread along the lines on the palm, swallowing up Lin Yangtian's determined attack.

"Are you Lin Bufan?"

Lin Yangtian actually asked such a question.

This shows his disbelief.

Lin Bufan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he understood the meaning of these words - no, you are a traitor of the Great Freedom Demon Sect, how can you, uh, no, how are you qualified to use thunder magic?

A strange smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Isn't it all thanks to you, sir, for sending me to the Jiushan Sect?"

Lin Yangtian’s face froze.

"In Jiushan Sect, I can not only learn thunder techniques, but I can also learn any techniques..."

“…”

Lin Yangtian's face was full of disbelief.

"I gave the soul seal to Master Zheng, but he hardly forced me to do anything..."

“…”

Lin Yangtian stopped looking at him and only looked at the other disciples. Seeing that their expressions were the same, as if Lin Bufan was not lying, he became somewhat skeptical.

"Don't believe it? You have also seen this immortal formation, right?"

The one who was looking down just now was Lin Yangtian.

But at this moment, his former servant, Lin Bufan, who was in the foundation-building stage, smiled like the one with higher cultivation. He looked at Lin Yangtian and asked word by word: "Can you learn this secret method in the Great Freedom Demon Sect?"

Lin Yangtian's expression cracked inch by inch.

Of course he had seen this immortal formation.

Just now, the Jindan of Jiushan Sect cooperated to defeat them. He even knew that this immortal formation could allow Jindan cultivators to exert the combat power of Yuanying period.

It's truly shocking!

Absolute secret method! But Lin Bufan...

A traitor! A former disciple of the Demon Sect! How could he learn this secret technique? But looking at the thunder lingering around Lin Bufan, thinking about the power of the thunder spear just now.

He had to believe it.

“Lin Yangtian, my uncle and nephew went through life and death for you, but in return they died with their eyes open. I hate you day and night.” Lin Bufan said, “But I have to thank you, thank you for sending me to Jiushan Sect…”

“…”

After he said this, Lin Yangtian felt a little dazed.

Seeing that he had broken through this man's defenses, Lin Bufan stopped talking and, together with other disciples, activated the Zhoutian Divine Thunder Immortal Formation, vowing to kill Lin Yangtian.

As the two sides fought, Lin Yangtian's expression became more and more frustrated - because Lin Bufan did not lie, he and the disciples of Jiushan Sect cooperated well, and he really understood the essence of the immortal formation.

At this moment, thunder suddenly sounded behind him. He turned around and found that the previous Jindan brothers were gone! The Jindan disciples of Jiushan Sect were flying towards him with a covetous look.

He was in a panic and naturally could not stop the attacks of Lin Bufan and others. Three bolts of lightning pierced through his head and passed through his entire body, causing him to collapse to the ground, without the strength to resist.

Lin Bufan walked towards him slowly.

"You just... rely on others."

Lin Yangtian looked unwilling and spoke intermittently.

Unexpectedly, Lin Bufan actually said: "I have someone to rely on, who can you rely on? Those who run faster than you?"

Lin Yangtian never uttered another word before his death.

Watching his enemy die in front of him, Lin Bufan's legs went weak, like a person who had walked a long way and finally reached his destination. He felt powerless and fell backwards.

An arm supported him, and when he turned around, he saw a disciple from Jiushan supporting him and smiling at him.

He seemed to have gained new strength in his heart.

Senior Sister Zhang and others flew in from outside the valley, holding the Jindan disciples who had escaped earlier.

Lin Bufan felt that Master Zhang was looking at him and seemed somewhat satisfied.

What made him even more surprised was that those Nascent Souls from outside the sect seemed to be looking at him, their eyes full of deep thought.

…

“Why do you feel that these people are much more serious?”

The old man looked at the departing Nascent Souls with a frown on his face, full of confusion.

Zheng Fa recalled what Senior Sister Zhang had said before, and immediately understood the reason:

The first thing, of course, was that the immortal formation really made them see its effect.

Second...

The image of a master speaking with great power appeared in his mind:

I give one million to a traitor, so those who pledge allegiance to me will get hundreds of millions, right? (End of this chapter)