As Master Zhiyang left, Yan Yun slowly closed his eyes and said lightly: "I just don't know if the remaining three Xuantian Immortal Vine will appear."
But with this Xuantian Immortal Vine with roots, it's okay.
After all, it can be revived by using Huiyang True Water.
As for the remaining three pieces, it would be best if they could be obtained, but if not, there is nothing that can be done.
"Whoops!"
As a sound broke through the air, Yu Huan turned into a shadow and appeared in front of Yan Yun.
It was surrounded by red light.
【Yu Huan】
[Spiritual roots: metal, wood, water, fire, earth spiritual roots]
[Physique: Incarnation outside the body]
[Cultivation: Mid-stage Nascent Soul]
[Skills: Blood Refining Divine Light, Tiandu Corpse Fire]
[Spells: Origin Bead, Tiandu Corpse Fire]
Looking at Yu Huan's attribute bar, Yan Yun touched his chin and muttered in his heart: "Although Yu Huan is not weak and has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he still has too few spells."
Yan Yun glanced deeply at Yu Huan, then patted the storage bag on his waist.
Jade pieces appeared beside him.
These jade slips were all obtained by killing Nascent Soul cultivators over the past hundred years. Although they had been read through before, they had only been roughly scanned.
It's true that he didn't specifically select a technique suitable for Yu Huan.
With a flick of his wrist, Yan Yun placed the jade slips one by one between his eyebrows, and his spiritual consciousness continued to pour into them.
Time flies, and days pass by in an instant.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Yan Yun let out a sigh and his eyes fell on a bright red bone fragment.
There was a light red stream of light lingering on it, which looked particularly strange.
Before, he only thought it was a piece of weapon refining material, and Yan Yun didn't check it too much. But now he took a closer look and found something unusual.
The scarlet red light was extremely strange, as if it was alive.
Yan Yun stretched out his two fingers and tapped lightly.
The scarlet bone fragment appeared on the fingertip.
Divine consciousness surged slowly and quickly landed on the bone fragments.
After half a cup of tea.
Yan Yun slowly opened his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "This technique is a bit mysterious."
The skill recorded in the bone fragment is called Bailian Corpse Body.
It is a technique of refining corpses, and Yu Huan happens to be a corpse, so he can completely refine himself with this technique.
"It's an incarnation anyway, so there's no harm in giving it a try."
Although I don’t know how this technique is, it doesn’t hurt to give it a try.
Thinking of this, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and his consciousness fell into Yu Huan's body.
Yu Huan sat cross-legged and slowly opened it according to the cultivation method of Bailian Corpse.
In an instant, the surging corpse evil energy wrapped around his body.
As the evil aura filled the air, a faint red evil aura surged slowly.
Yu Huan's originally fair and tender skin actually turned light red at this moment.
The jet-black hair also turned from black to red.
Time flies, and half a month passes in the blink of an eye.
"Whoops!"
Along with a sharp sound piercing the air, a sound transmission jade talisman suddenly appeared in the house.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the jade talisman floating in front of him, slowly opened his eyes, and said lightly: "It seems that the three major monks have gathered together."
After muttering silently, Yan Yun waved his right hand and gently held the jade talisman in his hand.
"Sure enough!"
After hearing the words coming from the jade talisman, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and turned to look at Le Zongqin not far away.
He said, "You don't have to go there this time."
After all, Le Zongqin has a special status. She is a saint of the Mulan people. It is not appropriate to participate in the gathering of admonition monks in Tiannan.
"Yes, Master."
Le Zongqin nodded, very meekly.
One move on the second day.
Yan Yun's body swayed, turning into a shadow and disappearing from the place.
At this time, Yan Yun walked towards the central area very calmly.
Not long after, a huge stone palace loomed in front of us.
Because the entire Tianyi City was built temporarily, even the main hall used specifically for the gathering of the top four major forces was ordinary and a little rough.
And except that it is slightly taller than the Tiandao Alliance's meeting hall, it is almost printed from the same mold.
However, the monks guarding the door are several who are in the elixir formation stage.
When these people saw Yan Yun coming over. With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he immediately came forward to greet him.
One of the monks in the alchemy stage even gave a salute before saying respectfully:
"Senior, today's meeting can only be attended by seniors who are in the middle Nascent Soul stage or above. Who are you, senior?"
After all, Yan Yun had used the Breath Condensation Technique to restrain his breath, and from the outside he looked like just a small alchemy cultivator.
Yan Yun glanced at the gatekeeper monk, and the cultivation of the middle Nascent Soul was spreading at this moment.
Feeling the powerful aura coming from Yan Yun, the monk guards quickly retreated, looked at Yan Yun, and bowed their hands:
"Senior, please come in. I'm rude, junior."
The monk guarding the gate immediately said apologetically, then turned to one side and gave way to the palace gate.
Yan Yun's face was expressionless, but suddenly his expression changed and he looked behind him.
I saw two people walking slowly on a street on one side.
One in front of the other, one male and one female.
The man seemed to be only in his twenties. He was dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, his skin was white and tender, and his face was extremely handsome. The way he moves his hands and feet is suave and unrestrained.
But if you get closer, you will find that the young man's eyes flash with a look of vicissitudes of life from time to time. There are also crow's feet looming deep in the corners of the eyes that do not match the appearance.
As a result, this person immediately became more than ten years older.
But what was strange was the first time I saw this person. It actually made other people feel that there was an indescribable feminine scent about him.
It's like a woman disguised as a man, which is really weird.
Yunlu Laomo.
A monk in the middle stage of Yuanying of Hehuan Sect.
The woman behind him was young and beautiful, wearing a gorgeous red dress. As she moves lightly, her figure is graceful and graceful. She looks enchanting and full of infinite charm.
But after Yan Yun saw this woman's face clearly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
This person is Dong Xuan'er.
I originally thought that since he was not kidnapped by Tian Buque, he would not join the Hehuan Sect, but he did not expect that he would eventually join the Hehuan Sect.
At this time, Dong Xuan'er's cultivation had reached the middle stage of pill formation. She glanced at Yan Yun with a hint of surprise in her eyes. He never expected that Yan Yun would appear here.
His cultivation has even reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"Could this be the fellow Taoist Yan who kidnapped Saint Mulan!"
Old Demon Yunlu glanced at Yan Yun, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Yan Yun had no expression on his face, glanced at Old Demon Yunlu, and said calmly: "It seems that you are Old Demon Yunlu."
"I didn't expect you to recognize me?"
The alchemy monks guarding the door also looked at those two people.
As a result, most of the monks turned pale when they saw this person, and one of them even murmured uneasily:
"I didn't expect that the ancient demon from the Hehuan Sect would also come."
In addition to the Hehuan Old Demon in the late Nascent Soul stage, the Hehuan Sect also has an old monster named Gu who is quite famous.
This person was born with special talents, yin and yang are one body, and he also practices the most advanced magic method of Hehuan Sect. He is good at collecting supplements and calls himself "Yunlu Zhenren".
Others call it the "Old Demon of Yunlu".
I don't know if this old demon is practicing martial arts or because of his natural lust, and he often kidnaps people to collect supplements.
Regardless of whether they are handsome men or beautiful women, as long as they fall in love with them, they will most likely not let them go. As a result, he naturally offended many sects.
But his cultivation is really unpredictable, he has always gone deep and simple, and with the backing of the Hehuan Sect, others can't do anything to him.
In addition, this person is not a murderous person. Once the harvest is completed, the captured people will be harvested. They will let people go back. The elders of the sects and masters of these victims could only try their best to hide the truth. He pinched his nose and admitted the matter.
But this person's reputation in the world of immortal cultivation in Tiannan is really feared by everyone.
As soon as those young monks heard his name, they all ran away. Those who couldn't escape were trembling with fear and their faces turned pale.
He was afraid that he would fall in love with him and be killed.
"Let's go in together."
Yan Yun had no expression on his face, glanced at Old Demon Yunlu, and said calmly.
After saying this, Yan Yun ignored him and immediately turned around and walked towards the main hall.
Looking at Yan Yun's leaving figure, Old Demon Yunlu turned slightly sideways, looked at Dong Xuan'er, and said, "Do you know this person?"
"I've met a few times."
Dong Xuan'er's lips moved slightly and she whispered: "I just didn't expect that his cultivation speed would be so fast, and now he has already broken through the middle stage of Nascent Soul."
"This person is very lucky."
Old Demon Yunlu licked his lips, revealing his scarlet tongue, which looked particularly ferocious.
After Yan Yun walked into the palace door, he soon saw the entrance to the main hall.
The layout of the main hall is very simple. In addition to the huge stone pillars, there is a large open space in the middle. There are unusually exquisite wooden chairs placed every few feet apart. There are as many as sixteen or seventeen.
And on these chairs, there were seven or eight monks with different expressions sitting sparsely,
When they saw Yan Yun come in, some looked at him coldly, some turned a blind eye, and some closed their eyes to rest, and they all went about their own business as if no one was around.
Yan Yun was not polite, he found a chair and sat down, then he looked at the place for a while and remained silent.
As soon as he saw the people in the palace. He walked to an empty chair with a smile. He sat down grandly.
Not far from where he sat. There happened to be an old man in blue robe sitting. This person is holding a small emerald green pot in one hand. Holding a white jade wine glass in one hand, he seemed to be drinking by himself as if there was no one around.
As soon as the old demon Yunlu sat near him, a smell of powder immediately floated away, which immediately made the old demon glare at him and secretly felt bad luck.
During the following period, monks continued to show up.
Yan Yun, on the other hand, sat there with drooped eyelids, paying no attention to anyone, as if he was responding to all changes by remaining unchanged.
Just when the hall began to become extremely quiet, even a little dignified. From the side door of the main hall. Finally three people came out one after another.
The old monsters who had been looking at others silently were swiped. All eyes were focused on it.
A big man in black robes, an old man with green hair, and a Taoist priest carrying a sword.
Yan Yun looked as usual, with a smile on his lips.
It is not difficult to guess that these three people are probably the three great monks.
They are also the only three late Nascent Soul monks in the entire Tiannan in more than a thousand years.
The other people had different expressions, but most of them looked at the three people calmly like Yan Yun. Wait for them to speak.
The three people slowly walked to the middle of the hall and stopped side by side.
Standing in the middle, a man in black robe with a somewhat ferocious appearance spoke coldly:
"I don't think there is any need to introduce who the three of us are. Even if some of them don't know the three of us, they should know each other by now."
"This party is hosted by the three of us. Does anyone have any opinions?"
The voice of the big man in black robe was extremely cold. As soon as he said these words, a huge aura suddenly emerged from him.
Then huge spiritual pressure descended on the entire hall. After the monks present sensed the unfathomable spiritual energy fluctuations, their expressions changed slightly.
Yan Yun glanced at the strong man, and a hint of laughter appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This person has a cold look all over his body, and he must be the ancestor of Hehuan of the Demonic Way.
What followed was a long silence. Seeing that everyone was silent, Patriarch Hehuan nodded with satisfaction, then looked at everyone and said:
"Okay! Since I have no objections, I won't talk nonsense anymore. In fact, there is no time to talk nonsense."
"Just this morning, the Mulan people sent an envoy and sent a letter of challenge, saying that if they did not agree to their conditions, they would be executed at the border in seven days."
"Challenge???"
"Seven days later!!!"
"What conditions!!!"
The monks were in commotion.
"What Brother Yi just said is true. This is the opponent's statement of challenge! Fellow Taoists, please read it over first, and then we will discuss countermeasures."
"Although the war started earlier than we expected. But with the magical powers of everyone here, are we really afraid of the Mulan people?"
The Taoist priest carrying the sword chuckled and said calmly.
This person is the Master Zhiyang who invited him here.
After he finished speaking, he even looked at Yan Yun and nodded gently.
Although Master Zhiyang's voice was not loud, once it reached the ears of everyone present, it was like a breeze blowing on their faces.
It made everyone feel cool and immediately felt calm.
Master Zhiyang waved lightly and handed the jade slip in his hand to a gray-robed monk not far away. He chuckled and said:
"This is the challenge from the Mulan people. Fellow Taoists, please read it."
After the old man was startled, he silently held the jade slip in his hand, scanned the contents with his spiritual consciousness, his expression suddenly darkened, and then he threw the jade slip directly to the person beside him with a cold face.
The man took the jade slip and looked at it curiously, his expression equally ugly.
Yan Yun took advantage of this period of time to take a look at the old man in green robe. His appearance was unremarkable, but the old man had long nails on his ten fingers, which were all black.
It was obviously Wei Wuya, the great elder of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance who was good at the poison technique.
Wei Wuya seemed to have felt Yan Yun's gaze. He turned his head slightly and glanced at Yan Yun, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
During this period, the entire jade slip was circulated among all the Yuanying monks, and everyone looked unhappy.
One or two people even snorted unbearably after reading it.
“Fellow Taoists, after reading the letter of challenge, I don’t know what you think.”
The Supreme Master of the Tai Zhen Sect asked with a half-smile.
"What a loud tone! Let us give up half of Tiannan to them. Do they think they can definitely win against us?"
A man in brocade robes with a sinister expression said coldly. (End of chapter)