"If you can't do it openly, you can do it secretly. First capture the person and extract his soul, then snatch the treasures from his body, and then hand the body over to the old ghost in the restricted area. This will save his face." The head of Wanfa Pavilion said with a sneer.
He has just awakened and needs resources to make up for his cultivation.
This young generation who came out of the emperor's tomb and had no background in the upper realm was exactly the right target for him to attack.
"Then leave it to you to handle."
The head of the Dan Shen Sect does not like fighting. He prefers refining pills to fighting.
"Let me make it clear first. We will all comprehend the opportunity together."
"good."
The Immortal Gate of All Things.
"We have dodged a bullet for now."
The old man stood by the door and sensed it for a while, then carefully took back all the magic tools in the cave. As the magic tools disappeared, the feeling of being watched appeared again. This feeling was very secretive. If Chen Luo did not have more than 2,800 external brains and some of his peers with keen perception, he might not be able to detect it.
Chen Luo frowned subconsciously.
This kind of enemy that you can't find is the most troublesome, because you don't know when he will attack. Compared with this old shady guy, Chen Luo appreciates the kind of upright monks more. No matter what he does, he will come up and roar first, and then stand where you can see him and fight with you with real swords and guns.
"I suggest you find a place to hide first, preferably back to the Emperor's Tomb."
After packing up the magical weapons, the old man gave Chen Luo a suggestion.
"Not for now."
Chen Luo was indeed planning to return to the emperor's tomb, but not to escape.
Wanxiang Xianmen was his foundation that he had worked so hard to build. Now that the sect was on the right track, it could continuously provide him with the resources he needed for cultivation, which could be considered part of his path. If he left at this time, there was no guarantee that the people behind him would not attack Tang Hai and the others.
Without the Wanxiang Immortal Gate, I have to find the cultivation resources myself. It takes a lot of time, which not only delays the progress of cultivation, but also affects the efficiency of retreat.
"Come to think of it, I also came out of the Emperor's Tomb. So many years have passed, and I wonder if the sect I founded is still there." When mentioning the Emperor's Tomb, a trace of nostalgia flashed in the old man's eyes.
"you?"
Chen Luo was a little skeptical.
The monks who came out of the Emperor's Tomb have a kind of aura that others don't have. The aura of this old man is pure.
"Have you heard of Moshan? That's the force I founded back then."
The old man said complacently.
Ink Mountain?
A figure emerged in Chen Luo's mind.
Happy Qingzhu!
When Chen Luo left Tiannan Territory and ascended to the upper realm, the first friend he met was Le Qingzhu. At that time, Le Qingzhu provided him with great help, which saved him from many detours. Later, Mo Shanjun took Le Qingzhu with him to the past. In the time and space eight thousand years ago, he completed the last step of the Hedao and broke the blockade of the realm by the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans.
"Are you the founder of Moshan?"
Chen Luo's eyes were full of disbelief. He and Le Qingzhu had talked about the ancestor of Moshan. In Le Qingzhu's description, their ancestor of Moshan had an immortal appearance, great talent, and he single-handedly created the practice of Moshan. The "Tao" that suppressed their Moshan was what the ancestor left behind after his death.
According to Le Qingzhu's description, the ancestor of Moshan was a top figure in the world of immortal cultivation. As a result, Chen Luo wanted to go to Moshan to dig up the grave and take the brain of this ancestor into his hands for a long time. However, something happened suddenly and Ge Xian and others took him away from the Emperor's Tomb World, so he failed to achieve this goal. Now he suddenly met a person outside who said that he was the ancestor of Moshan.
“Guaranteed authenticity!”
The old man patted his chest, and to prove his identity, he took out an identity token from his storage bag. The token was completely black, with nine dragon patterns wrapped around the edge. The most important thing was the forbidden aura on the token, which was almost exactly the same as the token in Mo Shanjun's hand.
Looking at the little old man in front of him with a wretched face and a shriveled body.
Chen Luo just felt that the filter was shattered all over the floor.
None of the rumors are credible!
"The sect I founded is still there, right?"
Chen Luo didn't want to continue this topic. He just wanted to know whether Le Qingzhu would recognize this ancestor when he came out of the Emperor's Tomb World in the future.
"When are you leaving?"
"We have to wait a little longer. Once the person who takes over comes, I can leave with peace of mind. The deal will be done." As the old man was speaking, he suddenly felt a fluctuation of spiritual power.
“Here I come.”
The old man was refreshed, and his body turned into nothingness. He walked out through the stone gate again, just like he had walked in before. Chen Luo did the same thing. His figure changed, and a translucent shadow stood up from his body, and then walked out through the stone gate.
The soul is out of the body.
Something that can be done when you reach the Spiritual Transformation State.
In the world of cultivating immortals, many people like to let their souls travel. First, the souls are close to the avenue, and it is easy to feel the power of heaven and earth, so the practice is twice as effective with half the effort. Second, the souls are unfettered and can do anything. The only thing to worry about is the loss of the physical body and the consumption caused by the wind and thunder in the outside world.
The old man and Chen Luo are both powerful people who have "crossed" the threshold between immortals and mortals. The consumption of their physical bodies and the wind and thunder from the outside world are almost negligible to them.
"Is that him?"
An old woman appeared in midair. Like the old man, she was in the form of a spirit. The old woman was very old, with wrinkled skin like tree bark. Her dry white hair was like straw, tied behind her with a red rope. Her cloudy old eyes looked Chen Luo up and down, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes was almost written on her face.
“It turned out to be Granny Hua.”
When the old man saw the old woman, he smiled and greeted her.
It’s a pity that the old woman ignored him the whole time. After saying something to Chen Luo, she turned around and flew away.
"Let's go, I'm in a hurry."
Chen Luo stood there and did not move.
This old woman came suddenly, without explaining the cause and effect clearly, and wanted him to follow her with just one sentence. How could it be possible? Granny Hua flew a distance away, and when she looked back, she found that Chen Luo did not catch up, and the expression on her face became even more dissatisfied.
"What are you still dawdling about over there? I'm not as idle as Old Man Mo."
"Where are you going?"
"There are not so many questions. You will know when you go there."
Grandma Hua's face was full of impatience, and she didn't know what price Ge Xian had paid in order to invite her.
"I have seen many young people like you who know nothing. You think you can do whatever you want in the outside world after reaching the Tribulation Realm. The waters of this world of immortal cultivation are very deep! Have you seen the passage to the immortal world? Have you heard of the great immortals? And those old monsters who came from the upper world, the patriarchs of the nine clans holding immortal weapons, which one is not stronger than you."
"You can trust Granny Hua. She's no weaker than me."
Seeing this, the old man immediately spoke.
He had contributed a lot when dealing with 'Wuxiang' before, so Chen Luo gave him some face.
"I appreciate your kindness." Chen Luo refused.
He did not intend to be led by the nose. In addition to not wanting to leave Wanxiang Xianmen, there was another most important reason.
These two people couldn't even see through his Illusion God Gu clone, so it would be a waste of time to go with them. If he had the time, he might as well figure out how to refine Qiu Xianren's corpse puppet. By then, with two immortal corpse puppets in hand, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone who came.
"You're not leaving?"
Granny Hua stopped and looked at Chen Luo again.
At this moment, a faint sound was heard again from a distance.
Here we come!
Upon hearing the voice, Granny Hua's expression changed slightly, and the old man turned into a rainbow and fled in the opposite direction.
"The mountains remain green, and the rivers flow forever. See you later, both of you!"
Before the voice faded away, the person had already disappeared. Chen Luo and Granny Hua stopped where they were. Neither of them looked at the disappeared old man, but focused their attention on the clouds that were sweeping towards the mountain gate in the distance.
Both of them are bodies of spirit. The world they see is wider than that of their physical bodies, and the sounds they hear are clearer.
In comparison, the two Wanxiang Xianmen disciples guarding the door for Chen Luo were much more ordinary.
The two people were still standing at the door. In their eyes, there was neither Chen Luo nor Grandma Hua, nor the cold wind sweeping over from afar.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The sound of insects chirping came from a distance.
"It's Wuxiang, how come you're back so soon!"
Granny Hua looked unhappy. Before she came here, she had heard that the Demon Immortal had a formless beast, but she didn't expect to meet him so soon. For this monster, which ranked second on the Monster List, it was definitely not something that ordinary cultivators could compare to.
"You go first, I'll try to hold him back."
Granny Hua stretched out her withered right hand.
A spiritual light flashed in her palm, creating a circle of translucent ripples. Golden flowers flew out from her palm. These flowers surrounded her body, forming a sea of flowers. As the flowers fluttered, the wrinkles on Granny Hua's body disappeared visibly. Her hunched figure stood up again, her withered white hair turned black, and the red hair rope turned into a flower basket in her hand.
'Flower fairy.'
'Yuanling Flower, a magical herb of immortal quality.'
Two thoughts flashed through the external brain quickly, one was Brother Changqing and the Black Snake Demon Saint. After Qiu Yuan and Zhao Qi were enlightened, the external brain that remained in the body lost some of its spirituality and became very dull.
Buzz buzz buzz.
Getting closer and closer, the black clouds in the distance covered the entire Wanxiang Immortal Gate in an instant. In the world seen by the soul, there were black bugs everywhere. Each of these bugs had a face like a human, with expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness on their faces.
Chen Luo stretched out his hand and caught a small insect.
The bug was about the size of a thumb, and when it was pinched in the hand it felt like an ironclad beetle, struggling violently.
“It doesn’t seem to be particularly strong.”
Looking at the struggling ironclad beetle in his hand, a white poisonous insect crawled out from his palm. Two translucent tentacles wrapped around it, and in the blink of an eye, it sucked the insect out of his hand.
call!!
The two gatekeepers standing at the door subconsciously raised their hands, and the strong wind made their robes rustle.
"Why did the wind suddenly blow so hard?" (End of this chapter)
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