"She's back?"
Chen Luo asked. He still had a very good impression of his old friend Su Linlin. When he was in the upper realm before, he asked Le Qingzhu to help him find out about the other party. He knew that Su Linlin now had a very high status and was a noble person of the Taoist sect and the immortal clan.
"Linlin didn't come back."
The three-tailed fox took two steps forward, and the chains that bound her behind her began to shake, making a crisp sound. The cold air penetrated her skin, making her frown. People couldn't help but feel distressed when seeing her beautiful face. The flower-backed turtle next to her was drooling and staring with its eyes wide open.
"I'm Linlin's ninth aunt, you can call me Su Chan."
"It doesn't matter if he doesn't come back."
Chen Luo withdrew his gaze, turned and left. Su Linlin's aunt had no connection with him and had never received any favor from her, so there was no need to waste time on her. It can be seen from the chains on her body that this woman is full of troubles, and what Chen Luo hates most is trouble.
This time when he returned, he planned to go back to the Qionghua Sect first to visit the few registered disciples he left in the evil cultivation area, and he also wanted to visit Brother Ning from the Jinsheng Inn. He couldn't defeat him before, but he must treat him well this time when he comes back. He remembered that Ning Chenye still had a Spring and Autumn Gu on him, and he had been coveting that insect for a long time.
The Earth Dragon Spirit also needs to be searched out. Before in the demon world, the corpse demon refined by Chen Luo absorbed the blood of the Earth Dragon Spirit, and he knew how nutritious this guy is!
The last step is to enter the dragon tomb to survive the tribulation. He was ready to continue the journey that the Seventh Ancestor of Qionghua had not been able to complete. There are so many marks of senior masters on your body, why don’t you take them with you to overcome the tribulation? Chen Luo felt very bad and couldn't sleep well.
Looking at Chen Luo's back as he decisively turned and left, the three-tailed fox was stunned for a moment. She had a lot to say, but the other party left before she could even open her mouth.
"Linlin's luck has been noticed by the Black Bull Demon Lord. Three years from now will be the 3,000th birthday of the Black Bull Demon Lord. At that time, the Black Bull Demon Lord will take Linlin as his concubine. No one in the clan dares to object to this."
Regardless of whether Chen Luo was willing to listen or not, Su Chan told him the news she knew.
She was cast down to the lower realm just because she opposed this matter, and is still in solitary confinement. The demon-binding chains tied to her are the punishment within the clan.
Su Chan had already given up hope before, as she was only at the Jindan stage. This kind of strength can still play a role in the lower realm, but in the upper realm it is just an ant. Neither the elders of the fox clan nor the Black Bull Demon Lord would care about her, nor would they even look at her twice.
Su Chan had already given up hope before, but the appearance of Chen Luo gave her a glimmer of hope.
Unlucky one!
She finally understood why her ancestors attached so much importance to such people. In just less than a hundred years, he had advanced from the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage. With this speed of practice, if he were given another three years, he might really be able to overthrow the Black Bull Demon Lord and reshape the world of the demon race.
"Lucky Fox Demon. Lucky"
Su Chan leaned against the stone wall and gradually understood some truths.
Black Bull Demon?
With Chen Luo's level of cultivation, he naturally heard what the three-tailed fox in the cave said. Not only him, but the flower-backed turtle next to him also heard it.
"Your mistress?"
The flower-backed tortoise's eyes rolled twice, and the turtle patterns on its back began to move subconsciously. Just when the divination was about to be completed, a bolt of thunder suddenly flashed across the clear sky. The lightning arc struck the flower-backed turtle accurately like a spear.
The flower-backed turtle flying in the air didn't even have time to react before it was struck into the ground by the lightning arc.
Chen Luo was stunned by this scene. He had no idea what the turtle was doing.
The flower-backed turtle that crawled out of the pile of soil looked embarrassed and trembling as it looked up at the sky, completely unaware of what had just happened. The content of his divination was also erased by some invisible force. When he wanted to study it carefully, his consciousness was pulled into a void, where he saw a starry sky.
A vast tomb.
Emperor's Tomb!
The flower-backed turtle shuddered. He had heard the rumors about the Emperor's Tomb no less than a hundred times. It was an extremely dangerous place and a forbidden area for their clan! After realizing the danger, he felt everywhere was unsafe. The characteristics of the Life Turtle allow him to see things that others cannot see, and also allow him to feel dangers that others cannot feel.
"It's a very dangerous place!!"
Seeing this miserable appearance made Chen Luo in a good mood and he roughly guessed the reason. Tiannan Region is the entrance to the Emperor's Tomb of Brother Changqing. With the level of a Flower-backed Turtle, fortune-telling here is tantamount to seeking death. No matter who he is, the final result will point to the Emperor's Tomb. This feeling is like a strong magnet. No matter how the little turtle jumps, it cannot get around this magnet.
"Don't make random calculations."
He reached out and picked up the flower-backed turtle from the mud. Fortunately, this guy was not considered an important thing just now, otherwise it would not be as simple as being struck by lightning.
Continue flying south.
After what happened just now, the flower-backed turtle suddenly became obedient.
The two of them traveled quickly all the way and soon arrived at Gumo Mountain.
Compared with the several disciples on Gumo Mountain, Chen Luo, the "mountain master", is like a passer-by. He has spent very little time practicing in the mountains, and most of the spirit vein training rooms on the mountain are empty.
Decades after his absence, the layout of the mountains remains the same as when he left.
Gumo Mountain changed hands several times along the way, but was later taken back by someone. Today, Gumo Mountain still bears the name of Chen Luo. To independent cultivators, Chen Luo, the master of the mountain, is a legendary figure. Many new independent cultivators practice by listening to his legend.
At the foot of Gumo Mountain, the market town has developed to a huge scale.
In the past, the market town established by several small families who surrendered to Chen Luo has now become the most prosperous area in the evil cultivation area. Countless independent cultivators and old demons trade here, and even disciples from large sects occasionally come here to sell talismans and pills.
"Is this the largest market town in the southwest? It's really prosperous."
Amidst the surging crowd, a little boy of seven or eight years old followed an old man, looking at the bustling market with curiosity on his face.
"Of course. If the old man hadn't brought you in, you would never be able to get access to such a high-end place in your life." The old man in front was still feeling sorry for the spirit stones he paid when he entered the school.
Two low-grade spirit stones.
So dark!
These guys who run the market can make money just by lying down, which is really enviable.
I heard that these are all the properties of the "mountain owner". I don't know how long the mountain owner has lived, but he is probably an old man with white hair and a sinister face.
The two men's dirty clothes made them look out of place among the cultivators in the market. Some gorgeously dressed female cultivators would avoid them with disgust when they saw them, and some even covered their mouths and noses with their eyes full of contempt.
"Where did you come from, beggar? Get out of here."
As the two were walking, a strong wind suddenly blew up beside them. The little boy was unable to dodge and was swept up by the force. His body flew sideways and his head was about to hit the wall pillar next to him.
The fisherman in front suddenly turned around, reached out and grabbed the boy's calf. At the same time, a strong aura emanated from his body, and the two air currents collided with each other, rolling up a gust of air that scattered in all directions.
"Foundation Building Immortal Cultivator!"
The crowd around was in an uproar, especially the young monks who had previously looked down on the two men, who looked at the old man in front of them with shock on their faces. They never imagined that such an unkempt old man would actually be a foundation-building immortal cultivator.
"Huh?"
There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the person who made the move, and the look he gave the old man changed.
When he received the mission, no one told him that the target was protected by a foundation-building cultivator.
"Master Ba, I almost died."
The little boy who escaped death landed back on the ground with his feet, and stared at the old man opposite with lingering fear. He didn't expect that this guy was so unsportsmanlike. A dignified immortal cultivator who was building a foundation actually attacked a little kid like him.
"Some people are just so shameless that they will accept any money."
The old man stared at the person who was attacking in front of him with his eyes fixed, and spiritual power surged in his hands. As long as the other party made any unusual movement, he would release his magical powers. The face of the Foundation Establishment cultivator opposite also turned cold, he dropped his previous disguise, and began to gather his momentum.
The vendors around quickly dispersed after seeing this scene.
The Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators were fighting each other, and they didn't want to be dragged into it for no reason.
Buzz!
Before they could take action, a powerful aura flew out from the market town. A crane with golden wings flew out from inside, and the crane monster flapped its wings, and a strong hurricane suppressed it from top to bottom. The two men who were still gathering their strength were caught off guard by this force and fell directly to their knees.
"Wind Control Technique!"
"It's the elder of Gumo Mountain, Chengfeng Xianweng!!"
Some people around the market town recognized the source of this power, and many of them showed excitement when they saw the crane.
The person who came was none other than the crane riding the wind.
He was once the 'Uncle Chengfeng' of the Wudao Peak of Shenhu Xianmen.
When the Qionghua Sect underwent a major change, the Shenhu Immortal Sect was also implicated. At that time, Ding Xiaoxia, Huang Ying and others from Wudao Peak migrated to the sea area, and later followed Chen Luo to the Qionghua Sect in Tiannan Region. Only Xianhe Chengfeng had been guarding near the Shenhu Immortal Gate. Also taken away by him was Du Qiuxian, the son of Chen Luo's senior brother Du De.
After Chen Luo ascended to heaven and left, many changes took place in the lower world.
The biggest change was in the Qionghua Sect. After losing Chen Luo, the 'acting leader', the Qionghua Sect's reputation plummeted and it inevitably entered a period of decline. Nearly half of the 108 external peaks have lost contact.
The four major forces that once stood at the top of the Tiannan Region, the Jinguan Cave disappeared, the thousand-year-old country fell apart, and the Qionghua Sect could not protect itself.
Only the spirit pool!
No one expected that the spirit pond would suddenly erupt after lying dormant for decades. Ten years ago, Fairy Lingchi came out of the Death Gate and burst out with power far beyond the Nascent Soul stage. Several foreign Nascent Soul cultivators were killed by her single-handedly.
The momentum suddenly reached its peak.
The fairy Lingchi, who broke through the barrier, announced to the outside world that she had comprehended the secrets of the state of transformation and became the first state of transformation in the Tiannan region.
From then on, the Tiannan Region entered the Lingchi era.
Under the fierce power of Fairy Lingchi, the days of the Qionghua Sect were extremely difficult, and a large part of the reason was the oppression of Fairy Lingchi. The experience of the seven ancestors of Qionghua coming to rob Lingchi in the past is still vivid in people's minds. Now all the lost dignity has been picked up by the monks of Lingchi.
It is really a case of things changing rapidly.
Things will change over time.
The changes at the top affected the entire Tiannan region. The Shenhu Xianmen, which was once affiliated with the Qionghua Sect and the thousand-year-old country, was liquidated by Lingchi. The sect, which had already suffered many disasters, had completely changed its owner this time. Xianhe Chengfeng had no choice but to bring Du Qiuxian to the place where evil cultivators practiced Buddhism and took refuge under the name of Gumo Mountain. (End of this chapter)
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