Chapter 146 Twenty years later, clarity and clarity!
Yan Yun glanced at the Fire Dragon Boy and said with a faint smile: "Who I am is not important. What is important is that I am very curious about your ability to turn swords into silk."
"I wonder if you can give me this skill?"
Hearing this, a trace of anger flashed in the Fire Dragon Boy's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Although my fellow Taoist is not weak, are you sure you can retreat safely from here?"
The fire dragon boy waved his sleeves, and dense sword threads enveloped his whole body.
But he didn't want to fight Yan Yun, but wanted to restrain Yan Yun.
Wait for the two Nascent Soul cultivators outside to draw their hands, and then join forces to deal with Yan Yun.
Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at the Fire Dragon Boy, and said with a faint smile: "If you are in the middle stage of Yuanying, you may be able to hold on for a while, but if you are in the early stage of Yuanying, it will not be enough."
This is not Yan Yun's big talk.
After Yan Yun's strength broke through the early stage of Yuanying, he could deal with the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying without using the wind and thunder avatar.
If he uses his true form of wind and thunder and uses all his methods, he can defeat the late Nascent Soul monks, although he may not necessarily be able to kill them.
At the very least, he is invincible.
Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly, looking at the Fire Dragon Boy in the distance, with a smile on his lips.
He slowly raised his right hand, and a purple aura condensed on it.
Wind and thunder beads.
"Whoops!"
Following a flash of purple lightning, the Wind Thunder Bead turned into a stream of light and appeared in front of the Fire Dragon Boy.
Looking at the wind and thunder bead, the fire dragon boy's expression changed slightly.
He clearly felt the raging thunderous sound coming from the Wind and Thunder Pearl. Such power was something he had only seen on the Jin Wuhuan in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Such a powerful method came so casually. This scene made the Fire Dragon Boy's eyes widen with disbelief.
"Isn't he a monk in the early stage of Yuanying?"
And just when the Fire Dragon Boy was surprised, the blue-purple Wind Thunder Bead had already appeared in front of the Fire Dragon Boy.
Looking at the blue-purple wind and thunder bead, the fire dragon boy moved his fingers slightly without any hesitation.
The densely packed sword threads condensed and formed, turning into a sword cocoon that completely enveloped the Wind and Thunder Bead.
Thin sword wires fell on the wind and thunder beads one after another, as if they were going to cut them into pieces.
At this moment, a harsh roar sounded.
"Boom!"
Purple thunder blades burst out from the wind and thunder beads in an instant.
Looking from a distance, dense purple thunder blades continued to fall.
In the blink of an eye, the fire dragon boy was enveloped.
Looking at the airtight thunder blade, the fire dragon boy's expression changed slightly. Without any hesitation, he turned into a white sword thread and dodged it instantly.
At this moment, the purple thunder blades hit the rock wall heavily, and the dense thunder blades directly left bottomless pits on the rock wall.
Such a huge roaring sound directly woke up Mu Peiling and others in the stone room.
"Not good."
After Fang Yi regained consciousness, Mu Peiling realized it later and exclaimed: "Hurry up and call your uncle."
At the same time, Meng Di, the man in black from the Ancient Sword Sect, suddenly widened his eyes with disbelief.
"My magic pill is missing."
……
Following the sound of exclamations, the disciples of the three sects all walked out of the stone room one by one.
At a glance, he saw Yan Yun confronting the Fire Dragon Boy in mid-air.
"Yanyun!"
Looking at Yan Yun in mid-air, Mu Peiling's eyes narrowed. He never expected that the inconspicuous Yan Yun would actually be a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Looking at the empty Spiritual Eye Tree again, it was obvious that this spiritual object was taken away by Yan Yun.
As for the disciples of the three sects in the crowd, several of them had already taken out jade talismans for transmitting messages and were transmitting messages to their masters and uncles.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the Fire Dragon Boy, and said calmly: "Since you are stubborn, don't blame me for being rude."
A stream of blue-purple light flashed past, and Wind and Thunder Wings quickly appeared behind them.
"Crack!"
As a sharp sound broke through the air, the wind and thunder wings flapped hard and disappeared in an instant.
"Not good."
The fire dragon boy's expression changed drastically. Without any time to think, he turned into a sword and quickly dodged away.
But as soon as he retreated, Yan Yun appeared beside him.
The glazed right hand waved hard and landed heavily on the Fire Dragon Boy's chest.
"Poof!"
A mouthful of blood and essence spurted out from his mouth instantly, and the powerful force instantly caused it to fly backwards.
Yan Yun was extremely fast. He took this opportunity to pull his right hand, and the storage bag on his waist was pulled directly into his hand.
The moment the Fire Dragon Boy fell, his entire body turned into sword threads and disappeared instantly.
"Actually ran away?"
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that this fire dragon boy had such a skill.
“But it’s enough to have the storage bag.”
Yan Yun weighed the storage bag in his hand, a smile appeared on his lips, and then turned sideways, his eyes falling on the disciples of the three sects behind him.
Especially when Yan Yun's eyes fell on Mu Peiling, his face was extremely complicated. He opened his mouth, but in the end he did not dare to say a word.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and waved his right hand.
The wolf-headed jade Ruyi appeared in front of him, and spiritual power poured into the jade Ruyi, turning into an earthy yellow streamer that wrapped around his body.
The whole body escaped directly into the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
And after Yan Yun disappeared.
After more than ten breaths, the Nascent Soul cultivators from the three sects and several Alchemy Formation cultivators arrived belatedly.
"It's Yan Yun."
Mu Peiling trembled slightly, stood in front of Song Yu, and said, "He is the hidden Nascent Soul cultivator."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Song Yu's eyes widened with disbelief.
You must know that he once used his spiritual eyes to see Yan Yun, but the result was no problem at all.
Now Mu Peiling said that Yan Yun was a Yuanying monk, and he was naturally the first to not believe it.
Song Yu couldn't help but shook his head and exclaimed: "Impossible, he is just a small Qi training monk, how could he become a Nascent Soul monk?"
Meng Di stood up with a gloomy face and said, "He took away my Dingling Pill."
A middle-aged monk in gray robe slowly looked at Meng Di and said, "Since Yan Yun is a disciple of the Luoyun Sect, please ask Master Nephew Song to cooperate with our investigation."
Hearing this, Song Yu had no choice but to nod.
at the same time.
Yan Yun had already returned to Luoyun Sect's medicine garden, and a white arc of light flew past him.
Then he saw a white spirit fox flying to Yan Yun's side with a shriveled Jiuqu Spiritual Ginseng in its mouth.
Not far away stood a girl named Man'er.
Looking at Yan Yun's appearance, he looked happy: "Brother Yan, you are finally back. Are we leaving?"
"Let's go."
Yan Yun glanced at the medicine garden in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and took out a jade slip.
"Whoops!"
As a sharp sound broke through the air, the jade simplified into a stream of light and sank directly into the wall.
Then with a wave of his sleeves, Yan Yun and Man'er disappeared from the spot instantly.
And it was half a stick of incense when Yan Yun Man'er left.
The disciples of Luo Yun Sect arrived late, but the place was already empty, including Man'er.
Only the emerald green jade slip remained, which was sent to the great elder of Luoyun Sect.
The great elder of Luoyun Sect looked at the jade slip in his hand and slowly placed it between his eyebrows.
His complexion changed slightly, and his eyes were full of anger.
At the same time, Yan Yun went in the opposite direction and escaped into the Yunmeng Mountains.
With Xin Ruyin's formation, unless the Nascent Soul cultivator searches for it foot by foot with his spiritual consciousness.
Otherwise, there would be no trace of the cave.
Inside the cave.
"Husband, is this the tree of spiritual eyes?"
Chen Qiaoqian looked at the spiritual tree that looked like a stone pillar in front of her, her eyes full of surprise.
After all, no matter from which angle you look at it, this spiritual tree is more like a stone tree than a spiritual tree.
Looking at the spiritual tree in front of him, Yan Yun smiled slightly: "This tree is a real spiritual eye tree, but this spiritual tree has lush branches and leaves, which is completely sufficient for refining seventy-two magical swords. ”
Listening to Yan Yun's words, Chen Qiaoqian nodded: "I guess three branches are enough."
When Yan Yun saw this, he waved his sleeves without any hesitation.
Three green wind blades flashed past and quickly landed on the Spiritual Eye Tree.
In the blink of an eye, three white rock-like branches fell down.
With a wave of her sleeves, three branches of the Spiritual Eye instantly fell into Chen Qiaoqian's hands, and then she said: "Then go and refine the magic weapon of your life."
"Tick tock! Tick tock!"
At the same time, drops of milky white alcohol continued to drip from the tree of spiritual eyes.
The rich scent of spiritual fluid permeated the entire spirit boat.
Yan Yun tapped the storage bag with his right hand, and a delicate jade bottle appeared in his hand, collecting the drops of alcohol flowing down.
These alcoholic liquids are extremely rare, and I would not be willing to drop even a drop.
"Thank you, husband."
Putting away the branch of the spiritual eye, Chen Qiaoqian's face was full of joy: "You actually gave me such precious materials."
"Why are you so polite?"
Yan Yun stretched out his right hand, patted Chen Qiaoqian's hair gently, and then turned to look at the girls: "You will have a good time practicing next. I plan to stay in seclusion here for a few days."
This time he obtained the magical power of transparency, the tree of spiritual eyes, and alcohol.
There are still three major body training techniques, so there is no need to leave in a hurry.
It's better to consolidate here.
Moreover, there are still nearly twenty years until Zhimu Lingying defected.
There is still a lot of time for myself.
Yan Yun sat cross-legged and took out the Fire Dragon Boy's storage bag.
Divine consciousness poured into it, and the secret room was filled with spiritual stones.
At a rough glance, there are hundreds of thousands of spirit stones here.
This is a huge sum of money for Yan Yun today.
In addition, there are some top-level magic weapons and elementary and intermediate magic weapons.
Yan Yun looked like this. After a cursory glance, he then looked at a transparent jade slip.
He slowly placed the jade slip between his eyebrows, and his spiritual consciousness slowly poured in.
"Sword energy turns into silk."
A hint of joy flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and his face was filled with joy. He never expected to obtain this magical power so easily.
Putting down the jade slip, Yan Yun took out a jade bottle. With a "click" sound, a faint fragrance came to the nose, and then the jade bottle was gently shaken.
Drops of crystal clear alcohol appeared in front of my eyes.
"Photograph!"
Yan Yun pinched the magic formula with one hand and saw drops of spiritual liquid pouring into his pupils.
Then the clear black and white pupils now had a hint of blue light.
Time goes by and time flies.
In the blink of an eye, twenty years passed by.
[End of January practice! 】
[Practice Ten-Day Diamond Art, Proficiency +1%]
[Practice nine yins to absorb the soul into the body for ten days, proficiency +1%]
[Practice sword energy into silk for ten days, proficiency +1%]
Listening to the system prompts coming from his ears, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chuckled: "Finally, I have mastered the transparency and consonance, and I have mastered the practice of turning sword energy into silk."
【Yanyun】
[Spiritual Roots: Wind, Thunder Spiritual Roots]
[Physique: Wind Spirit Body, Thunder Spirit Body]
[Cultivation: Early Nascent Soul]
[Kung Fu: Wind and Thunder Sword Ruins (3% on the seventh level) Dayan Jue (1% on the fourth level) God Forging Technique (2% on the fourth level)]
[Body refining techniques: Mingwang Jue (5th level 2%) Nine Yin Soul Absorbing into the Body (5th level 2%), Wind and Thunder Body Refining (7th level 1%), Giant Demon Technique (Dacheng)]
[Spells: Holy Fire of Shura (Dacheng), Binghuo Yanglei (Dacheng), Wind and Thunder Condensation Sword Technique (Dacheng), Wind and Thunder Escape (Dacheng), Breath Condensation Technique (Dacheng), Sword Qi Transformation into Silk (Dacheng)]
[Supernatural power: Wind and Thunder True Body, Transparent Lingxi]
Looking at the attribute bar in front of him, Yan Yun touched his fist lightly, and his powerful flesh made a clicking sound.
Although his cultivation level has not improved much in the past twenty years, his physical body and magical powers have been greatly improved.
Yan Yun's current strength is several times stronger than it was twenty years ago.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
At the same time, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from outside the stone room, and a strong spiritual power came towards them.
"Could it be that Chen Qiaoqian has mastered the magic weapon of her destiny?"
A hint of joy flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and with a wave of his sleeves, he happened to see Chen Qiaoqian flying out of the cave.
There are seventy-two snow-white wooden swords all over its body, and the sword energy is entwined with surging spiritual power.
Even Chen Qiaoqian's body surface was filled with spiritual mist.
"Husband."
Looking at Yan Yun's appearance, Chen Qiaoqian's eyes flashed with joy, and she quickly said: "I didn't expect that the Spiritual Eye Tree is so magical, and the Bee Cloud Sword I refined with it actually has the effect of condensing spiritual mist."< br>
"If I fight against others, my spiritual power will be restored much faster."
"In addition, these Bee Cloud Swords also have purifying effects. If they encounter filthy and evil things, they can also be purified."
Listening to Chen Qiaoqian's words, Yan Yun nodded slightly. Although the Bee Cloud Sword forged from the Spiritual Eye Tree was not as powerful as the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, it was filled with spiritual power.
The most important thing is the ability to wash away evil and unclean things, which is its most precious thing.
Yan Yun looked at the seventy-two snow-white spirit wood swords and couldn't help but ask: "Have you decided on a name?"
Chen Qiaoqian touched her chin and said softly: "Since it is forged from the Spirit Eye Tree, let's call it the Spirit Wood Bee Cloud Sword."
"Senior."
At this moment, a familiar figure flashed past.
Mei Ning, who was wearing a white dress, walked quickly and came to Yan Yun.
His beautiful eyes moved slightly, looking at Yan Yun and making a sweet sound.
"Huh?"
Looking at Mei Ning in front of him, Yan Yun let out a sigh, but he didn't expect that after not seeing him for twenty years, his cultivation level had reached the early stage of pill formation.
"Did you break through?"
Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly, glanced at Mei Ning, and asked.
"Thanks to the precious elixir given by senior."
Mei Ning's cheeks were slightly red and she nodded slightly: "Without those pills, I would never have been able to successfully break through."
Yan Yun glanced at Mei Ning and smiled lightly: "Since I made an appointment with you, I will naturally keep my promise."
"When your cultivation reaches the late stage of Dan Formation, come and find me again."
After listening to Yan Yun's words, Mei Ning's face was filled with joy and she nodded vigorously: "Thank you, senior."
"Brother Yan."
At the same time, a tall girl came from outside the house.
Through the girl's eyebrows, there are still faint traces of Man'er.
"I didn't expect that after not seeing each other for twenty years, I would actually grow into a big girl."
Looking at Man'er, Yan Yun raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled softly.
In twenty years, Man'er did not let himself down and successfully broke through to the late stage of foundation building.
After all, it is a spiritual root. It is normal to break through to this level of cultivation in twenty years.
"Twenty years have come, and it's time to start our journey."
A glimmer of light flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and he murmured in a low voice: "Nangong Wan, I don't know how you are doing now."
Set off.
An emerald green spirit boat was leaving Xi Country and flying towards Yuanwu Country.
A few days later.
In the west of Yuanwu Kingdom, there is a mountain range called Zidao Mountain.
This mountain has been blocked by lavender mist for many years. Not only can mortals not be able to see anything after entering, but if they stay in the mist for a little longer, their eyes will shed tears and their throats will swell and hurt. If they stay in the mist for a little longer, they will even die of poison.
Although the local people are aware of the dangers of these purple mists and regard them as if they are poisonous scorpions and dare not approach them at all, some people from other places who do not know the details still stray into them every year and are killed here.
In recent days, although Zidao Mountain is still shrouded in clouds and mist, this place that is usually rarely visited by people has gradually become lively.
This is naturally the birthday of the ancestor of the Fu family.
In the original work, Han Li promised Xin Ruyin to avenge Qi Yunxiao and wipe out the Fu family.
But now, due to Yan Yun's intervention, Qi Yunxiao did not die in the Fu family, and Xin Ruyin was also safe by his side.
Yan Yun didn't think about taking advantage of others' birthdays to kill their entire family.
The purpose of coming here is very simple, it is for the Zhimu Nascent Soul.
Yu Huan's strength was stuck at the peak of Dan Formation and unable to improve, so Yan Yun naturally tried to find a way to make his cultivation level reach Nascent Soul.
The Five Elements Nascent Soul is naturally an excellent way to help this clone break through to the Nascent Soul.
However, in order to make plans for the future, Yan Yun planned to catch all the Five Elements Nascent Souls in one go and hold them all in his hands.
The closest mortal town to Zidao Mountain is a small town called "Taihe".
This city is not big, only more than ten miles in size, and its population is only about 100,000.
However, all facilities such as restaurants and inns are fully equipped and everything is missing.
At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared in the city.
Although those women were wearing veils, they all had a fairy spirit, just like fairies, which was particularly attractive.
Only one man, surrounded by women, came to the restaurant.
The waiter in the shop was stunned on the spot, looking at those fairy-like figures, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Mei Ning looked at the waiter, quickly stepped forward and said, "Is there a private room on the second floor?"
Compared to those fairies, Mei Ning in front of her looked more like a mortal.
"Yes, yes."
The waiter nodded quickly and quickly led Yan Yun and others to the private room on the second floor.
Through the window, you can even see the sparkling lake not far away, which is a good scenery.
“Serve all the signature dishes.”
Mei Ning waved to the waiter to bring over all the signature dishes.
Yan Yun closed his eyes slightly, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind, but in fact, his consciousness had already fallen into the city.
Three monks attracted Yan Yun's attention.
One is wearing a high crown and linen clothes, is short and fat, like a big soft ball, the other is bald and barefoot, with bull eyes and fleshy eyes, and is about ten feet tall.
The third person is a tall woman.
Two of the men were in the foundation-building stage, and the techniques they practiced were extremely complex. They were obviously casual cultivators.
But that woman's cultivation has reached the Dan Dan stage, and she practices the Yuling Sect technique.
There is also a spirit beast bag around his waist.
"Huh?"
Yan Yun let out a soft sigh, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Appearing here at this time point, could it be Han Yunzhi.
Han Yunzhi was a disciple of the Spiritual Beast Mountain, but after the invasion of the demonic way, he joined the Yuling Sect.
Later, with the help of the elders, he formed the elixir with great difficulty.
Most likely, he came here to find the escaped Zhimu Spirit Infant, but there was another person named Liu Yu who wasn't here.
The twenty-five six-winged frost centipedes that Liu Yu possesses are also rare spiritual beasts, possessing the blood of the Ice True Dragon.
Of course, Yan Yun is naturally unwilling to cultivate this kind of spiritual beast. If it is eaten by the white jade clam and thunder dragon, I wonder if the strength of the two spiritual beasts can be improved.
The white jade clam is an ice spiritual beast. If it can swallow the frost flower of the six-winged frost centipede, it may be able to increase its strength a lot
The ice true dragon bloodline in the six-winged frost centipede is also a big improvement for the thunder dragon.
At this time, Han Yunzhi and the two men cupped their hands, then turned and left.
Only the two casual cultivators were left.
At the same time, the pudgy monk's originally smiling expression suddenly disappeared, and a hint of ferociousness appeared instead.
He suddenly took out a talisman from his arms, made a seal with both hands, and then raised his hand and waved it. Suddenly the talisman turned into a large piece of white light, covering the entire room.
This symbol is actually an isolation note.
"Brother Luo, is what this little girl said true or false?"
As soon as the monk surnamed Luo finished casting his spell, the bald man asked hurriedly, looking impatient.
"Rogue cultivator, definitely not. Most likely a disciple of some small sect."
The short, fat monk sneered, touched his chin, which was full of fat, and said sinisterly.
"You didn't see that when he was traveling with me, the flying sword he was carrying was clearly a top-level magic weapon. And I saw that there were many storage bags on his waist, all of them bulging, and some of them were spirit beast bags."
The short, fat monk analyzed with a proud look on his face:
"How is it possible for a casual cultivator to own this thing? He is clearly a practicing cultivator from some small sect."
"If they were from a big sect and were arrogant, they would not agree to travel with us."
Upon hearing this, the bald man's two bull eyes showed a greedy look, and he said eagerly:
"In this way, we can take action boldly. Although this person is a little wary of us, he never thinks that we are hiding our cultivation."
"It's not easy to destroy an early-stage monk with two mid-stage foundation-building cultivation bases."
Hearing that two monks in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment were here to murder Han Yunzhi, who was in the elixir formation stage, Yan Yun couldn't help but smile and shook his head: "Interesting."
In the original work, these two people were plotting against Han Li, and they accidentally encountered the Zhimu Spirit Infant hiding in the mountains.
Now that Han Li was away, he didn't expect that Han Yunzhi would take the initiative to fall into the trap.
"It's a show to watch."
(End of chapter)