Chapter 145 Sorry, I want them all!
Yan Yun had an expressionless face, narrowed his eyes slightly, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested.
At this moment, Yan Yun's spiritual consciousness swept over and found Du Dong hiding in the corner of the crowd, as if he was practicing breathing.
But his lips were trembling slightly as he opened and closed them, clearly communicating with someone in a whisper.
Ordinary monks would naturally not be able to discover it, but Yan Yun's cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage, and his consciousness has been improved by the Dayan Art.
Naturally, the slightest movement can be seen clearly.
Du Dong kept transmitting messages, and after an unknown amount of time, he closed his mouth and at the same time raised his head and looked around.
A strange look flashed in his eyes.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a sound like the earth was shattering suddenly came.
Then the whole cave suddenly trembled and shook wildly. All the monks who were meditating suddenly opened their eyes in shock and looked at each other with a look of horror on their faces.
The old man in gray and the three alchemy monks looked surprised. Among them, the monk in yellow frowned slightly and quickly walked towards the stone gate.
"Boom!"
The stone door opened in response, and a long-faced monk walked in with a gloomy expression.
"Senior Brother Hu, what happened?"
The monk in yellow asked hurriedly when he saw this.
"Sure enough, this place has been exposed. A group of hidden monks suddenly appeared outside to attack the formation outside the valley. Among them were not only the Danjie monks, but also the Nascent Soul monks."
Brother Hu's eyes were full of murderous intent and he shouted angrily: "It seems that it is either the Righteous Alliance or the Six Demonic Sects."
"The other side has a large number of people. You guys should go out with me to support them. I only need one senior guard here."
"Fellow Daoist Yue, take these disciples to the quiet room. During this period, as long as anyone dares to enter the Holy Tree Cave. Brother Wei, you will kill them without mercy."
"I understand. Brother Hu, just lead the others to meet the enemy because I will be optimistic about this place." The old man with loose hair said calmly through the mask.
When the long-faced old man heard this, he nodded with a calm expression, and immediately brought the old man in gray and the middle-aged man from Baiqiaoyuan. Get out in a hurry.
Seeing this, the yellow-clothed monk turned to Yan Yun and other disciples, and ordered unceremoniously:
"You have all heard that the matter of washing your eyes will be postponed for the time being. Follow me to the quiet room to hide for a while."
After saying that, the monk in yellow left without looking back.
Seeing this, a group of young monks did not dare to neglect and quickly chased after him.
Yan Yun glanced at Du Dong, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and followed him slowly.
Nothing unusual happened along the way until they reached a stone chamber.
The monk in yellow led everyone here and then left in a hurry.
Yan Yun was not in a hurry and waited quietly, waiting for the Qianhuan Sect monks to show up before he could take action.
At this moment, the explosions in the distance became more obvious, and the ground shook more and more.
It was clear that there was a bitter war going on outside.
As the monk in yellow left, the disciples from their respective sects naturally stood together.
Mu Peiling glanced at Yan Yun and sighed softly: "I didn't expect Uncle Bai from the Ancient Sword Sect to be a spy of the Righteous Alliance."
"But yes, after all, it is not so easy for casual cultivators to form pills. Without the support of a big family, how many people can enter the pill-forming stage."
Hearing this, Du Dong suddenly opened his mouth and sighed softly: "But speaking of it, this Uncle Bai is a pitiful person."
"Poor nephew Du, what do you mean by this?"
Mu Peiling's bright eyes were filled with green light, and she looked at the big man in front of her with surprise.
Du Dong smiled when he heard this, and ignored Mu Peiling, contrary to his usual honest look. Instead, he turned his eyes and suddenly asked Yan Yun gloomily:
"Junior Brother Yan, do you think what Du said makes sense?"
Yan Yun glanced at Du Dong, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and chuckled: "Just say whatever you want."
"Master Nephew Du, you are too presumptuous. Didn't you hear what I asked you?"
Mu Peiling on the side saw that the nephew ignored his question and couldn't help scolding him angrily.
"Why are you talking so loudly? Of course I heard your question. But I really have no interest in answering such nonsense."
Du Dong glanced sideways at Mu Peiling, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly said with a ferocious look on his face.
"What!"
"Who are you?"
Mu Peiling's face changed slightly, and she obviously noticed something was wrong. Her face sank, her right hand gently fell on the storage bag, and she said in a cold voice.
"Hey, he is a direct disciple of the Demonic Qianhuan Sect. Is this answer satisfactory to my nephew?"
Suddenly, a man's words came coldly from outside the house.
Then there was a loud "bang", and the door of the quiet room instantly broke into several pieces, with rubble scattered in all directions.
The disciples in the room were all shocked and hurriedly took out their magic weapons, all on alert,
A familiar man's figure appeared at the broken door.
"Uncle Bai!"
A disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect couldn't help shouting when he saw this person.
Then his face changed drastically, and his face was full of disbelief.
The other disciples were equally stunned and at a loss when they saw the green-robed Confucian scholar who suddenly appeared.
These people could see with their own eyes that this person was restrained and then imprisoned.
How could it appear here now?
Moreover, looking at the other party's energetic appearance, there is no sign of any restraint in his magic power.
"Why did you come? If you don't show up again, we will take action first."
When Du Dong saw the monk surnamed Bai, he showed no signs of surprise. Instead, he asked coldly.
"Hmph, how do you know how powerful that old monster's sword is? If I hadn't been prepared, I would have been restrained."
The monk surnamed Bai glared at Du Dong and hummed: "If you hadn't repeatedly promised that the other party would not harm my life if he was afraid, I would never cooperate with you."
Du Dong chuckled and glanced at the monk surnamed Bai: "Hey, I didn't expect that it was this old monster who took action."
"However, everything is as expected. Uncle Fen and Senior Qin from your pavilion should be able to buy us enough time."
The disciples of the three sects in the distance listened to the two men's questions and answers, and knew that something was wrong.
A disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect didn't hesitate at all, turned into a red light, controlled the magical weapon and fled out of the stone gate, and fled.
The monk surnamed Bai had an evil spirit on his face, and a white light flashed in his eyes.
The disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect only had to let out a scream, and was cut into two pieces in mid-air and landed with a thud.
As soon as he saw his roommate who was chatting and laughing just now, he was poisoned in the blink of an eye.
The surrounding monks turned pale in an instant, and immediately activated their spiritual shields, released defensive weapons, and stared at the Confucian scholar.
Mu Peiling's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly summoned a ribbon-shaped magic weapon to protect her body.
Only Yan Yun stood there with his hands behind his back and did not take a step back.
"Boom!"
As roars rang out, Du Dong's aura surged, his whole body was enveloped in black energy, and jet-black lines appeared on his face.
Immediately afterwards, his body size exploded, and in the blink of an eye he transformed into a giant man two feet tall, with a ferocious face and green eyes.
His cultivation has also reached the middle stage of pill formation.
Looking at Du Dong in front of him, the monk surnamed Bai clapped his hands and let out a series of laughs: "That's right, that's right. When it comes to hidden transformation techniques, Qianhuan Sect ranks second in Tiannan, and no one dares to say it's first."
Du Dong snorted coldly and did not speak. Instead, his sinister gaze swept across the crowd and then fell on Mu Peiling.
"Let me go to sleep."
Du Dong swayed, and thick black mist poured out of his mouth, completely covering the entire stone chamber in an instant.
The disciples of the three sects who were covered by these black lights were all dizzy and confused.
Looking at all the disciples in the room who were unconscious, the Confucian scholar nodded with a trace of satisfaction on his face.
"Let's go. We can't delay any longer."
"Got it."
As soon as the two said and answered, they immediately strode out the door.
After half a cup of tea, Yan Yun stood up slowly, glanced at the sleeping disciples of the three sects present, and waved his right hand.
The storage bag on the waist of the young man in black, Meng Di, turned into a stream of light and fell into his hand.
With a sweep of his consciousness, he pulled out an exquisite jade box.
Opening the jade box, a crystal clear Dingling Pill appeared in front of me, with a strong medicinal fragrance.
Anyway, the other party's cultivation level would not be able to use this item, so Yan Yun naturally accepted it with a polite smile.
"It's time to take action."
Yan Yun flicked his wrist and put the jade box directly into his storage bag, then turned into a stream of blue-purple light and flew towards the quiet room.
"Boom!"
At the same time, there were continuous explosions outside the stone room, and Yan Yun's figure swayed and came to the outside of the cave.
At this time, the stone door of the cave is open, and there are no restrictions.
"Brother Wei, what are you doing? Did you regret it when things came to a close?"
Du Dong's scolding came from the cave: "You have stayed in Luoyun Sect for so long, have you forgotten your identity as a disciple of Tiansha Sect?"
Yan Yun did not escape into it, but his spiritual consciousness swept over it.
Seven or eight people were found in a cave not far away. The leader was a Nascent Soul monk, and the others were Alchemy monks.
They are all hiding there, ready to act like a mantis at any moment.
After noticing a few people, Yan Yun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and then used the refraction technique.
The body disappeared out of thin air and he watched with cold eyes.
The seven or eight alchemy monks were all alchemy monks led by the three sects. Yan Yun even discovered Song Yu's figure.
At the same time, the calm voice of the gray-robed old man came from the cave.
"I know that the good and the evil discovered an ancient Xuantian fairy vine near Mulan Grassland."
"Although this fairy vine has withered long ago, if it is watered with the alcohol of this spiritual eye tree, it is very likely that the dead tree will rejuvenate and be revived. That's why we have been lurking in the three sects for so many years!"
The gray-robed monk's eyes moved slightly and looked at the Confucian scholar not far away:
"As the young master of Qian Huan Sect, Fellow Daoist Du did not hesitate to risk his own life to sneak in, and brought orders from above to urge us, good and evil, to work together." The Confucian scholar glanced at the gray-robed old man and said sarcastically: "What? Brother Wei has been here for more than a hundred years, and he is still reluctant to leave?”
The old man in gray robe shook his head and said lightly:
"Reluctance is beyond words, but how can we be ruthless if we are not just grass and trees? Elder Luoyun Zongyun treats me like his own son. Not only did he teach me all the Taoist and magical powers, but he also saved me in danger several times."
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"Wei cannot turn a blind eye to such kindness. I will not let you two take away this tree of spiritual eyes."
As he spoke, the light shield in front of him kept surging, and he looked at the two of them warily.
Du Dong laughed angrily and threatened darkly: "Okay, since you said so, it seems that Brother Wei is planning to become a genuine elder of the Luoyun Sect, but don't forget, if I reveal your true identity."< br>
"Do you really think that a spy from the Tiansha Sect can live freely here?"
The gray-robed old man's face was expressionless and extremely calm: "I don't need to remind you that my identity has already aroused the suspicion of the two uncles. If not, how could I be trapped here?"
"Of course Wei has also received great favor from the Tiansha Sect. What Fellow Daoist Du showed me just now is indeed the token of Master Jie."
The gray-robed monk waved his right hand, and a porcelain bottle suddenly appeared in his hand. He looked at Du Dong and the two of them and said:
"So although I can't let you remove the spiritual tree, I can share some of the alcohol with you. This can also be regarded as repaying the great kindness of the Tiansha Sect back then."
"Why only give us liquor???"
The white-clothed scholar's complexion changed slightly and he exclaimed.
Unexpectedly, Du Dong, who was not far away, suddenly agreed: "Okay, give us the alcohol. As long as we get the alcohol, we won't care about the tree of spiritual eyes."
Hearing this, the scholar in white was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Du Dong, and after a moment of silence, he stopped talking.
After all, the order he received was to obey the young master of Qianhuan Sect in everything.
Since Du Dong agreed, it was hard for him to say anything.
"Since both of you have agreed, let me start my ugly words. If you two take advantage of the moment when I temporarily release the restriction and want to attack by surprise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After the gray-robed monk finished speaking, he stood up slowly, holding a jade bottle in his hand.
Du Dong's expression remained unchanged and he smiled: "Hey, don't worry, the two of us will not do such stupid things. After all, the Xuantian Immortal Vine is of great importance."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
At this moment, a sharp cracking sound suddenly came from the distance, and dozens of sword threads shot out from below, instantly binding the unprepared old man in gray robe to the ground, making it difficult to move at all.
Several yellow lights flashed by, and the old man named Fu looked gloomy and shouted angrily:
"Dare to hand over the treasures of our three factions to the enemy?"
When Confucian scholars and Du Dong saw this scene, their expressions changed greatly.
A short boy slowly appeared behind the gray-robed old man.
At this time. Behind the restrained old man with disheveled hair, a boy surnamed Lan appeared.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: Fire Dragon Boy, Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, can turn swords into silk. He accidentally ate a strange fruit when he was young. He looks like a child, but his strength is not weak.
The fire dragon boy was filled with evil energy and his face was cold: "Okay, okay, we old immortals have known for a long time that the two factions of good and evil have planted spies in our three factions, and we have also suspected you."
"But there is no evidence, and you are alchemy monks. If you are accidentally killed, it will be a loss to the sect."
"Now that you are taking the initiative to jump out, I won't have a headache."
The Confucian scholar's eyes widened with disbelief: "Fire Dragon Boy, why are you here?"
The Fire Dragon Boy sneered: "Old Monster Fen and Scholar Jinjing alone can make me have no time to clone myself?"
Having said this, murderous intent shrouded his whole body, and he looked at a few people indifferently:
"I don't want to use the big to bully the small, so just go ahead and catch me."
But at this moment, a white light flashed from outside the door, the light faded, and the old man surnamed Jiang appeared in front of him. As soon as he appeared, he quickly shouted:
"Uncle Lan, something bad has happened. Senior Cheng of the Luoyun Sect sent a transmission note. They and the monks they sent were ambushed by the demonic Tiansha Sect and Qianhuan Sect."
The boy was suddenly startled, but after thinking about it for a moment, he understood and started to curse.
"You little devil, you actually played a trap-within-a-trap trick on a few of us old immortals. I'll scratch you if you don't survive."
After cursing these words, the boy opened his mouth without thinking, and a flaming red rainbow shot out of his mouth.
He planned to kill the two people in front of him at once, and then rescue the monks from the three sects.
But at this moment, the gray-robed monk who had been restrained suddenly shouted loudly, one of his arms swelled several times, his body was purple, and he instantly grabbed the boy's face fiercely.
Judging from the fierceness of the five fingers and the flashing purple light, if he was caught for real, his head would definitely be shattered.
The boy looked shocked. Now that he had just exported his magic weapon, and the opponent's sneak attack was so sudden, he had no choice but to tighten his belly and bulge his cheeks.
A ball of hot red light spurted out from the mouth again, just in time to meet the purple demon claws of the monk with long hair.
There was a "slip" sound, and the sound of skin being burned by a hot iron suddenly sounded, and the monk with long hair could not help but slow down his grip.
The boy took this opportunity and his figure was blurred, and he instantly escaped from the light barrier in the red clouds.
"The True Lord of Heaven!"
The boy gloomily called out the name of the previous Tiansha Sect masters, then stared at the monk without saying a word. At the same time, he pointed in a certain direction with one hand. The startling rainbow that was originally shot circled and flew back, turning into a streak. A lifelike red monster python, with teeth and claws.
"Hey, I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Lan to recognize Ben Zhenjun so quickly."
"My sect leader has also admired the name of Fire Dragon Boy for a long time. Unfortunately, this is a method of using one's body to cast spells, and it is a pity that one cannot really compete with fellow Taoists."
The gray-robed monk lowered his head, as if he didn't know what was happening, but a lazy voice came out of his mouth, which was extremely unfamiliar.
Yan Yun had seen this kind of possession technique on Wu Chou before. It was obvious that the leader of Tiansha Sect had already taken precautions before sending this person to Luoyun Sect.
And as the two Nascent Soul cultivators appeared, Yan Yun also knew that it was time to leave on his own.
With a flick of his wrist, the wolf-headed jade appeared in his hand.
Spiritual energy poured into Yu Ruyi, a yellow light flashed through, and Yan Yun's body instantly escaped into the ground.
The appearance of True Lord Tiansha made everyone busy dealing with it, and naturally they did not expect that anyone would take advantage of it.
Yan Yun was extremely fast and arrived in front of the Spiritual Eye Tree in the blink of an eye. A pale golden light shield blocked the way.
Looking at the light mask in front of him, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and an array plate instantly appeared in the storage bag.
The formation disk was attached to the golden light mask.
A gap only for one person to pass appeared in front of him.
There was a "whoosh" sound.
Yan Yun's body was strangely elongated, and he escaped into the hood in a flash.
The golden light closed again silently, silently.
Look around.
A yellow futon, a square stone platform about a foot long, and a jade slip shining with a faint green light on the stone platform.
A hint of joy flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and without any hesitation, a purple light flashed, and he directly rolled the dark purple jade slip into his hand, and then held it between his fingers.
Without any hesitation, he quickly penetrated his consciousness into it.
It actually recorded the gray-robed monk's cultivation techniques and some experiences on elixirs.
The methods for refining the Dingling Pill and Mingqing Spiritual Water are among them.
Obviously, the old man surnamed Wei had obviously made preparations before leaving this jade slip.
Without any hesitation, he waved his sleeves and directly put the jade slip into the storage bag.
Then he looked at the Spiritual Eye Tree in front of him, waved his sleeves, and green wind blades flashed past.
The roots of this spiritual eye tree were quickly exposed.
Even though the main trunk of this tree of spiritual eyes does not look like a tree, its spiritual roots are similar in shape to ordinary trees, except that the color is a little unusually green.
With the Spiritual Eye Tree completely exposed in front of him, Yan Yun smiled with a smile on his face, waved his sleeves, and directly took the Spiritual Eye Tree into his storage bag.
"What, who is down there!!!"
"Where is the Tree of Spiritual Eyes? Why did it suddenly disappear?"
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The sudden disappearance of the Spiritual Eye Tree instantly caused everyone in the cave to make sounds of approaching one after another.
The fire dragon boy's face was gloomy, his whole body was filled with evil energy, and he instantly rushed into the golden light shield.
When Tiansha Zhenjun, who had obtained the alcoholic liquid, saw this, his face was filled with joy and he ran away into the distance.
After all, Xuantian Immortal Vine needs alcohol, not this tree of spiritual eyes.
It's just that Tiansha Zhenjun wanted to run away, but Yan Yun refused to let him go.
Xuantian Xianteng himself had already planned it. If he had the alcohol in his hands, both good and evil would definitely come to him for a deal.
At that time, you can plan for Xuantian Immortal Vine.
And if the alcohol liquid was left out, they found that the Xuantian Immortal Vine could not be saved, so they cut it into several pieces.
It is obviously unrealistic for Yan Yun to search for the Xuantian Immortal Vine again.
Therefore, the best way is to hold all the alcohol in your hands to attract the attention of both good and evil, and then you can find a way to seize the Xuantian Immortal Vine.
"Okay, okay, I didn't expect there was a traitor."
The Fire Dragon Boy looked at Yan Yun coldly and said solemnly: "Which sect are you a disciple of?"
Yan Yun glanced at the Fire Dragon disciples and said calmly: "It doesn't matter which sect I am a disciple of. What matters is that I want everything here."
"You are so arrogant."
The fire dragon boy was not angry but smiled, as if he was looking at a fool.
"Although he is not a disciple of my Tiansha Sect, but his behavior is consistent with that of my Tiansha Sect."
True Lord Tiansha looked at Yan Yun, smiled and said: "How about joining our Tiansha Sect, fellow Taoist?"
Yan Yun had no expression on his face, looked at True Lord Tiansha with cold eyes, and said: "If you want alcohol, come to me!"
"What?"
True Lord Tiansha looked stunned and did not react for a moment.
A blue-purple shadow flashed past, and Yan Yun suddenly appeared in front of him.
Purple lightning flashed around him, and he was entangled by powerful thunder.
"Boom!"
As a harsh roar sounded, vermilion lightning suddenly fell, covering it in an instant.
He only had time to let out a shrill scream.
Only a pile of coke was left, falling from mid-air.
At the same time, Yan Yun waved his right hand, and the bottle containing alcohol was already held in Yan Yun's hand.
Shake it gently, and a rich fragrance will instantly come out from the bottle.
"Who are you!!!"
Seeing Yan Yun's powerful strength, the fire dragon boy's expression suddenly changed and he quickly retreated.
(End of chapter)