Chapter 202 Transformation Thunder Tribulation
Yan Yun touched his chin and looked at the bottomless stairs in front of him. He did not hesitate and walked slowly downwards.
At the same time, Wind and Thunder Wings appeared behind them out of thin air.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Along with the sound of sound breaking through the air, the wind and thunder wings were seen constantly fanning.
A series of red-gold divine thunder surged on the surface of the body, dispelling the darkness.
"Whoops!"
As a sharp sound broke through the air, Yan Yun turned into a red-gold shadow and flashed past.
When Yan Yun stood still, he had already reached the bottom.
Underfoot is the bluestone ground, engraved with some very strange incantations, which looks quite strange.
Yan Yun frowned slightly, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but touch his chin.
"Huh?"
Suddenly Yan Yun let out a light sigh and suddenly discovered a pitch black bone sword.
The surging demonic energy continued to pour out from the bone sword.
"Could it be the ancient demon's weapon?"
Looking at the bone sword that was constantly emitting demonic energy, Yan Yun frowned slightly, and his body swayed, turning into a shadow, and instantly appeared in front of the bone sword.
Yan Yun slowly raised his right hand, and red-gold Binghuoyang Lei continued to pour out from his fingers.
Feeling the appearance of Binghuo Yanglei, the demonic energy wrapped around the bone sword seemed to be stimulated.
A jet-black tacit understanding quickly emerged from the bone sword, like a ferocious dragon, rushing towards Binghuo Yanglei.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun showed a smile, and then slowly raised his right hand.
He pointed towards Binghuo Yanglei with one hand.
Then the red-gold divine thunder quickly intertwined with the demonic energy.
"Crack!"
As the harsh thunder sounded, the two were intertwined, but there was no winner.
“Not bad, not bad!”
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun nodded with satisfaction: "It would be great to use this bone sword to forge the natal magic weapon for Zi Ling."
Thinking of this, Yan Yun's body of Binghuoyang thunder quickly surged out.
In the blink of an eye, the whole body is completely covered.
"Go!"
Then Yan Yun heard a soft cry.
The surging Binghuo Yang Thunder swept across at this moment, directly covering the pitch black bone sword.
"Condensation!"
Yan Yun kept pinching the magic formula, and saw the red-gold divine thunder rapidly compressing.
In just a few breaths, it quickly enveloped the bone sword.
The originally dark bone sword turned into red gold at this moment.
The raging demonic energy that was constantly emitting from above suddenly stopped at this moment, as if it had never appeared before.
Yan Yun stepped forward slowly, stretched out his right hand and grasped the bone sword.
"Pfft"
With Yan Yun's strong tug, the bone sword emitting surging demonic energy disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.
Yan Yun flipped his wrist and put the bone sword into the storage bag.
Then he looked at everything in front of him.
An emerald-green iron piece appeared in front of Yan Yun's eyes.
"Huh?"
Looking at the iron piece in front of him, Yan Yun held the iron piece directly in his hand with one finger.
His consciousness slowly poured in, and he carefully explored the iron piece in front of him.
As the spiritual consciousness approached, unexpectedly, no matter how hard the spiritual consciousness tried, it could not penetrate the emerald-green iron piece.
"Something interesting!"
Yan Yun chuckled lightly.
Since this piece of iron can exist here, then presumably it is not a mortal thing.
With this in mind, Yan Yun flipped his wrist and immediately took the piece of iron into his storage bag.
Then his eyes scanned this underground world.
After discovering that nothing was missing, Yan Yun's figure swayed, turned into a shadow, and disappeared in place.
Yan Yun's speed was extremely fast, and he appeared in the medicine garden in a moment.
Looking at the medicine garden in front of him, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but carefully examine the way out.
Unlike when you came in, if you want to leave this place, the best way is to find weak points in the space and defeat them.
With this in mind, Yan Yun slowly raised his right hand.
A series of red-gold Binghuo Yang Lei quickly flew out of his hand.
Streams of divine thunder, as thin as thin threads, quickly flew out from the five fingers and enveloped the entire medicine garden.
Then Yan Yun closed his eyes tightly and waited quietly.
After half a cup of tea, Yan Yun suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the southeast.
"It's right here!"
As Yan Yun finished speaking, a sharp bolt of lightning flashed and quickly pierced towards the pale yellow space.
"thorn"
As a harsh sound broke through the air, cracks appeared out of thin air in the pale yellow mid-air.
What followed was a raging red-gold thunder that struck heavily in the air.
A force of adsorption swept over him, and when Yan Yun opened his eyes again, he was already in the Falling Demon Valley.
"You can leave."
Yan Yun muttered silently and waved his sleeves.
The wind chariot turned into a yellow light and floated in front of him.
Yan Yun jumped up and landed firmly on the wind chariot.
"Boom!"
Along with the ear-piercing roar, an earth-yellow spiritual light quickly emerged from the whole body, turning into a yellow light and quickly galloping away into the distance.
Ningzhou in Tiannan Dongyu State is an inconspicuous small state close to Changzhou where Falling Demon Valley is located.
This state is completely opposite to the dense and boundless mountainous area of Changzhou. There are loess and barren slopes everywhere, with few trees and rivers.
Therefore, there are very few immortal cultivators living in this state.
There are only some small immortal cultivating families occupying the few low-grade spiritual veins in this state, but they are at ease, and there is no one to fight for them.
In the southwest of Ningzhou, there is a mountain called Linglin Mountain.
It is one of the only places with spiritual veins in this state.
The area of Lingphosphorus Mountain is not too small, it is more than a hundred miles wide.
But the spiritual veins of the mountains are only a mere ten miles away.
Only the main peak of Lingphosphorus Mountain and the two nearby hills can barely allow monks to meditate and practice.
But in such a small place, there are three immortal cultivating families living here at the same time, one large, two small, and three, each occupying three peaks.
The Huang, Li, and Wang families were forced to settle in a place like Ningzhou where spiritual energy was lacking. Of course, they were all small and unpopular families.
The Huang family is the most powerful among them. Not to mention the pill-forming monks, there are only two foundation-building monks.
The rest of the disciples are all low-level disciples in the Qi refining stage, and most of them are at the third or fourth level.
On this day, a young man in white fell from the air and suddenly appeared at the Huang family.
The ancestor of the Huang family suddenly opened his eyes, quickly opened the door and walked out, looking at Yan Yun in mid-air, and said tremblingly:
“I don’t know why senior came here.”
Looking at the respectful ancestor of the Huang family, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly: "How far is this place from the Hidden Moon Sect?"
"Senior, it should be thousands of miles southeast."
After listening to the words of the ancestor of the Huang family, Yan Yun nodded slightly and then waved his sleeves.
Several bottles of elixirs suitable for the foundation-building period have fallen in front of the ancestor of the Huang family.
The ancestor of the Huang family looked happy and quickly took the elixir. When he looked up again, he found that Yan Yun had already left the place.
Yan Yun stepped on the wind chariot and held an emerald-green Ganoderma lucidum in his hand.
"I didn't expect that there is a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in this place. It's really a good opportunity."
With a smile on his face, Yan Yun put the Ganoderma lucidum into his storage bag, and then looked toward the southeast. Yan Yun was extremely fast and soon arrived at the foot of Linglong Mountain.
Looking at Linglong Mountain shrouded in the formation's light curtain, Yan Yun flicked his wrist, and a token appeared in his hand.
"Tick"
Yan Yun slowly stretched out his right hand and gently touched the jade plaque.
In an instant, a dazzling spiritual light emitted from the jade tablet and quickly fell on the formation light curtain.
"Buzz buzz"
Along with the buzzing sounds, the formation quickly dissolved, and after a while, a gap for only one person appeared in front of him.
Yan Yun's eyes changed when he opened his eyes again.
What appears in front of you are bluestone stairs.
Yan Yun followed the wind and arrived in the cave in the blink of an eye.
The moment Yan Yun entered Linglong Mountain, Nangong Wan appeared in front of him wearing a white dress.
"Are you back?"
Nangong Wan's beautiful eyes moved slightly, staring straight at Yan Yun: "Is everything okay?"
"That's nature."
Yan Yun smiled and nodded, his right hand caressed Nangong Wan's face, and then asked: "What happened in the sect recently?"
"No!"
Nangong Wan shook her head, but soon seemed to think of something again, and patted the storage bag on her waist with her right hand.
A brocade box appeared in his hand.
"This is sent by Master Zhiyang."
A trace of surprise flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, he looked at the brocade box and said softly: "Did Master Zhi Yang send it?"
With this in mind, Yan Yun took the opportunity to take over the brocade box.
With a "click" sound, the brocade box opened.
What appeared in front of him was half of the fairy vine.
"Unexpectedly, Master Zhiyang found another piece of fairy vine for himself."
Yan Yun suppressed the feeling of desire coming from Feng Lei Chi behind him, and Yan Yun smiled.
"This is brought here specially by Master Zhi Yang."
Nangong Wan Ying smiled and explained in a low voice: "I would like to thank you for your efforts in the border war."
Hearing this, Yan Yun nodded slightly, without hesitation, and directly took the fairy vine into his arms.
Originally, Master Zhiyang thought that he was far superior to monks of the same level, so he reluctantly handed over a piece of fairy vine.
However, in the border battle, Yan Yun's strength was far beyond his imagination.
He could actually kill Master Mulan who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, which made him couldn't help but re-examine Yan Yun.
Therefore, after the incident, he specially found this piece of Xuantian Immortal Vine and gave it to Yanyun.
"It would be great if we could send the remaining two pieces of fairy vine."
Yan Yun shook his head and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Yan Yun flipped his wrist, and jade talismans quickly appeared in his hand.
His lips moved slightly, and the sound transmission jade talisman in front of him quickly cut through the air and flew towards the caves.
"It seems that the harvest is not small!"
Looking in front of her, Nangong Wan's lips moved slightly and she laughed softly.
"Wan'er, you also have a share."
Yan Yun stretched out his right hand, gently touched Nangong Wan's delicate face, and said with a soft smile: "I have obtained some ancient elixirs, and I can refine some elixirs suitable for the middle stage of Nascent Soul."
"Ancient elixir?"
After hearing Yan Yun's words, Nangong Wan's eyes flashed with surprise.
Due to the thinness of spiritual energy in the human world, pills after the Nascent Soul stage are very rare.
Therefore, the value of elixirs suitable for monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul is extremely rare.
"Then I thank you here."
Nangong Wan bowed to Yan Yun and smiled softly.
Yan Yun was not kept waiting for a long time, and the time flew by in just a few breaths.
Then four girls, Xin Ruyin, Zi Ling, Chen Qiaoqian and Yuan Yao, came floating in.
"Husband!"
The four girls spoke in unison and walked quickly to Yan Yun. Their faces were full of peach blossoms and they looked very happy looking at Yan Yun.
Yan Yun glanced at the four girls and smiled slightly: "You guys have been stuck in the false infant stage for so long. This time I found a pill that can help you break through the Nascent Infant Stage."
While speaking, Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and four brocade boxes flew out and floated in front of the four women.
"This is a good fortune pill. After taking it, you will definitely be able to break through the Nascent Soul stage."
After listening to Yan Yun's words, the four girls quickly took the brocade box with smiles on their faces.
"Zi Ling, come with me."
Yan Yun looked at Zi Ling and said softly.
Listening to Yan Yun's words, Zi Ling was slightly startled, and then slowly followed Yan Yun to the cave.
"Boom!"
As bursts of roaring sounds sounded, the stone chamber slowly closed.
Only Yan Yun and Zi Ling were left in the entire cave.
"Husband, I don't know why you called me here?"
Zi Ling's red lips moved slightly, and a faint fragrance slowly gushed out, refreshing her heart and mind.
"This time I went to the Fallen Demon Valley, and it was a good chance that I got a treasure."
As he spoke, Yan Yun patted the storage bag on his waist.
A pitch-black bone sword flew out of the storage bag and floated in front of him.
Although it has the seal of Binghuo Yanglei, there is still a jet-black demonic energy flowing out of it.
"This is."
Feeling the surging demonic energy, a hint of joy flashed in Zi Ling's eyes: "Thank you, husband."
"I can help you forge this bone sword into a magic weapon. When the time comes, your cultivation speed will be extremely fast."
Yan Yun smiled slightly, flicked his wrist, and then handed the bone sword to Zi Ling.
Zi Ling took the bone sword and nodded vigorously: "Thank you, husband."
"I plan to start refining my natal magic weapon after my cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul stage."
Yan Yun nodded slightly, glanced at the Bone Sword, and said:
"The demonic energy in this bone sword is surging. If you don't have the Nascent Soul stage cultivation level, it's really difficult to control."
"In that case, I will go into seclusion to break through the Nascent Soul stage."
With the good luck pill given by Yan Yun, Zi Ling is confident that he can break through the Nascent Soul stage.
Yan Yun did not stay long, and soon left the cave and appeared in the valley.
"Crash!"
The biting cold fog quickly enveloped the entire valley.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but look in the direction where the cold mist was coming.
I saw a clam with cold mist all over its body shaking constantly.
"Boom!"
At the same time, a harsh roar sounded.
A thick gray mist appeared in the sky out of thin air.
"This is the Thunder Tribulation of Transformation!"
Looking at the thick fog that suddenly appeared on Linglong Mountain, Nangong Wan slowly opened her eyes with surprise on her face.
The old monster Qiong looked at the thunder cloud area, and then said: "It's not easy, my good disciple's spirit beasts have all broken through."
"His strength has increased again."
The great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect opened his mouth, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked puzzled and couldn't help but said: "Why does he still have a transformed monster?"
(End of chapter)