However, Elder Yan chose to face the serious situation of challenging Wei Wuya and Hehuan Laomo alone. This was undoubtedly a jaw-dropping decision.
In this ever-changing battle, Wei Wuya and Hehuan Laomo accepted the challenge after only a brief thought.
The results of the competition were even more astonishing. With his extraordinary strength, Yan Yun displayed many incredible magical powers and easily defeated two famous monks with the help of several powerful magic weapons.
Although the two great monks, who enjoyed high prestige in the Tiannan region, joined forces to resist, they were still unable to withstand Yan Yun's fierce offensive, and each suffered minor internal injuries.
Many old monsters present were surprised to find that Elder Yan seemed to have not used all his strength.
This astonishing fact shocked everyone beyond words.
In the days that followed, Yan Yun led many Nascent Soul stage old monsters to exchange their cultivation experiences. Such an event that was originally a high-profile event now made them feel on pins and needles.
Three days later, these old monsters left the secret hall, and their abnormal behavior attracted the attention of other monks.
This shocking news spread quickly, and most people doubted it and even thought it was nonsense.
However, as the news continued to spread, more than a dozen old monsters participating in the gathering in the palace remained silent, and no one came forward to deny it.
People gradually realized that things might not be as simple as the rumors said, and the entire Tiannan region fell into a brief period of tranquility.
When other people mentioned Yan Yun again or talked about topics related to him, even in private occasions or remote wilderness, there would be obvious caution and awe in their tone.
The reputation of Tiannan's No. 1 monk quietly spread in the world of immortality.
……
High in the sky over the sea near Qiling Island, a fair-skinned middle-aged Taoist priest and an old man in Tsing Yi were far apart, facing each other with serious expressions.
The old man in green asked meaningfully:
"Fellow Taoist Zhiyang came all the way to invite me via message. Is it just to play charades with me? If there is something important, please tell me directly."
This is none other than Wei Wuya, one of the three great monks.
"Brother Wei, are you asking questions knowingly or deliberately pretending to be stupid? I came to look for you this time, how could you not understand the reason?" the middle-aged Taoist priest responded calmly.
"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Zhiyang has heard those rumors a long time ago. Can't you finally hold back your curiosity today?" Wei Wuya raised the corner of his mouth slightly and answered with a sarcastic tone.
"It turns out that those rumors are all true. Your Excellency and the old devil Hehuan suffered a disastrous defeat in front of that mysterious figure!" The Taoist priest looked solemnly and asked one word at a time. "Slight losses have been suffered! Your Excellency, do you hold such a view?" Wei Wuya's eyes were blazing, and he suddenly narrowed slightly.
"Why, could it be that your Excellency and He Huan teamed up to be unable to subdue the young boy named Yan?" Master Zhiyang looked surprised and asked doubtfully.
"Your Majesty is too overestimated. With the two of us working together, we only lasted a short time in each other's hands and lost a lot of energy." Wei Wuya replied expressionlessly.
"Absolutely impossible! Even though Mr. Yan has great magical powers, he has just been promoted to the late stage. At most, he can only have a slight advantage over the three of us. How can there be a situation where the two of you can't resist even if you join forces?"
Master Zhiyang's expression changed slightly, and he shook his head repeatedly, his face full of disbelief.
"He Huan and I can't defeat a new practitioner together. This is not something worth showing off. Why should I hide the truth from you?"
"What's more, I'm not afraid of making your Excellency laugh. The young man's magical powers are really unfathomable now, although on the surface it seems that the two of us only suffered a slight setback at his hands."
"However, in fact, the other party did not use all his strength. Moreover, I vaguely noticed that he really seemed to have the strength to destroy us late Nascent Soul stage practitioners."
A trace of fear flashed in Wei Wuya's eyes, and then he said this.
When Master Zhiyang heard this, he was stunned on the spot.
"Of course, if Your Excellency Zhiyang has any doubts about what Wei said, you can go to Luoyun Sect to find out in person. Haha, I am afraid that Your Excellency has already had this idea in mind when he came here from Taizhen Sect." Wei Wuya suddenly He sneered and said this.
Master Zhiyang's expression changed, but he did not refute. It was obvious that Wei Wuya had been right.
"If it were me, I would definitely not ask for trouble. But for Wei, this is not important. Because my life is coming to an end, even if Yan Xiaozi's magical power is comparable to that of a god, I have no time to care about other things. .”
"On the other hand, your Excellency and the old demon Hehuan still have to waste time in this world. I am afraid it is not appropriate to provoke this young man easily."
Wei Wuya said again in a calm tone.
"What, Brother Wei, your life is running out?"
Master Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, and then he was shocked.
"Indeed, I was promoted to a late-stage cultivator more than two hundred years earlier than you, so naturally I have to take the lead. It is expected to be within the next few years."
"In contrast, your Excellency and the old devil Hehuan still have some time to go. They have not completely cut off their hopes of being promoted to the gods. There may still be a glimmer of hope."
The old man in green shirt looked quite lonely.
"Brother Wei, you..." Master Zhiyang hesitated, his expression extremely complicated.
"As long as the great road is not perfected, no matter how powerful we are in the human world, it will be nothing but an empty dream."
"Fellow Taoist Zhiyang, we have known each other for many years. If you are willing to follow the next advice, please stop getting involved in Tiannan and sect affairs and devote yourself to practice."
"Don't make the same mistakes again. Like me, you can only wait for the end of life. What's more, with Yan Xiaozi's current magical power, after I pass away, it may be difficult for you and the Hehuan Old Demon to join forces. It's better to generously give birth to the first sect in Tiannan. Give up your false reputation to win the favor of the other party.”
"After all, the rise and fall of a sect is a common occurrence. I believe that Mr. Yan will never pursue you two. You can also take this opportunity to concentrate on cultivation."
Wei Wuya said earnestly.
"Thank you Brother Wei for your heartfelt words. I will consider this matter carefully." Master Zhiyang couldn't help but be touched when he heard Wei Wuya's sincere suggestion.
"In this case, I have said this. Whether you are willing to listen is another issue. Wei will return to Qiling Island at this moment. This gathering may be the last time we see each other."
Wei Wuya clasped his fists and saluted lightly, no longer waiting for the Taoist priest on the other side to respond, turned into a ray of light and galloped away in the direction of Qiling Island. Master Zhi Yang stood alone and fell into deep contemplation.
I don't know when it started, the Taoist priest sighed leisurely, and then turned into a brilliant white light and flew away towards the distant sky.
Judging from the direction of his flight, it was obviously the location of Xiguo.
This late Yuanying monk from Tai Zhen Sect finally decided to go to Yan Yun's residence in person and talk to him face to face.
If this newly emerged powerful monk is as feared as the rumors say, then he must follow Wei Wuya's suggestion and immediately return to the sect to practice hard in confinement to be fully prepared to break through to the realm of god transformation.
However, just one month later, the news that Master Zhiyang personally visited the Luoyun Sect, but only half a day later left in a hurry and returned to the Taizhen Sect, and suddenly announced that he would enter the Pass of Life and Death to practice, swept the entire Tiannan region like a storm.
This news undoubtedly once again triggered speculation among the major sects in Tiannan.
However, at this moment, even the dullest person can understand that the great elder of Taizhen Sect will never take any advantage in front of Yan Yun. Otherwise, why would he take such measures as soon as he returned to the sect? What about a gesture of weakness?
Therefore, Yan Yun's reputation as the number one monk in Tiannan was finally confirmed, and the strength of Luo Yun Sect also increased several times. In just a few months, they occupied most of the territory of Xi Kingdom.
Other immortal cultivating sects in Xi Country either chose to surrender to Luoyun Sect, or simply left Xi Country and went to other countries to re-establish their own sects.
Although Gujianmen and Baiqiaoyuan were fortunate enough to be preserved due to their location in the Yunmeng Mountains, and they also expanded their sphere of influence to a certain extent.
But they were also forced to be closely connected with the Luoyun Sect, a giant that had risen overnight, and almost became its affiliated sect.
……
In the cave of Luoyun Sect located at Zimu Peak, Yan Yun sat in a secret room with his eyes closed tightly.
A huge magic circle is drawn on the ground, and in the center of the magic circle hangs a pair of snow-white wings like winged birds, covered with flashes of silver current, and a circle of bluish-white flames surrounding the wings.
Every time the wings rotate once, layers of colorful runes will appear on their surface, so numerous that they seem endless.
Yan Yun formed seals with his hands and was driving the magic circle on the ground to release strange fire pillars of green and white colors, constantly burning his wings. After a long wait, Yan Yun finally stopped casting spells and opened his eyes.
He stared at the slowly rotating wings in the flames, then stretched out a finger and touched it gently.
In an instant, the wings trembled violently, making a soft "puff" sound, green light overflowed, and at the same time, the silver current also erupted with a deafening roar, its power was enough to shock people's hearts.
However, Yan Yun could not help but frown, as if he was not very satisfied with the current results.
He was silent for a long time, then opened his mouth and spit out a small cyan cauldron. After the small tripod spun in the air for several weeks, it landed firmly on the ground in front of him.
"What's going on? Did another accident happen? I have taught you the refining technique repeatedly."
A helpless sigh came from the small cauldron. Although the voice was extremely childish, the tone seemed old-fashioned, which made people laugh. However, Yan Yun did not smile at all, but asked in a cold tone:
"I have refined the Wind and Thunder Wings according to the method you taught me. Although I have successfully integrated the Kunpeng's Feather into it, giving it the ability to stimulate wind-attributed spiritual power, its power is at best comparable to that of pseudo-spirits such as the Three Flame Fan. The magical power is far from as powerful as what you described. Are you suspected of deliberately deceiving me?
His face looked extremely gloomy.
"It is simply unbelievable. How can a priceless treasure like the Kunpeng Feather have only this power? Please let me see the wind and thunder wings you refined."
The spiritual light above the cauldron lid flickered, and a faint humanoid shadow appeared. It was the illusion condensed by the Tianlan Holy Beast.
Yan Yun remained silent, only waving his hand gently to signal the wings in the magic circle.
With a "swish" sound, the wind and thunder wings turned into a blue-white light and rushed towards it, then stopped for a moment, and then hung steadily above the boy's head, motionless.
The boy observed the wings with all his concentration, his expression changing unpredictably. After a whole meal, he closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
"I already understand the problem. The refining process of this Kunpeng Feather is far beyond my expectation. Although it has been integrated into the wings in front of me, the wind attribute law of heaven and earth contained in it has not been truly stimulated, so this The treasure currently only has imitation-level power, which is far from the true Tongtian Lingbao.”
When the boy opened his eyes again, he explained calmly.
"So, how can we unleash the full strength of Kunpeng Zhiyu?" Yan Yun asked bluntly.
"If you want to activate it right now, the only option is that you need to change the direction of your practice and turn to wind-attributed techniques. This is actually barely possible with your current cultivation level. In addition, you can also look for a top-notch wind-attributed spirit stone. It can also achieve the goal." The boy replied.
"Change the cultivation system and look for the best spiritual stones with wind attributes. Either of these two methods is extremely difficult for me." After hearing this, Yan Yun directly denied it without thinking at all.
"This is indeed a difficult problem. Although there are other ways, these methods are almost impossible to achieve under the current conditions of the human world, so there is no benefit in proposing them."
The boy spread his hands and expressed helplessness.
"Huh, from this look, it's not that there's a problem with my refining technique, but that your previous predictions were wrong." Yan Yun retorted in a bad tone.
"Perhaps it is true." The boy's face finally showed a hint of embarrassment.
"Forget it, I am quite satisfied that these wind and thunder wings can stimulate the power of wind and thunder at the same time. If it really has the power you described, I am afraid it is not something I can control now."
After Yan Yun's eyes flickered several times, his expression softened, and he seemed to no longer intend to pursue the matter.
The boy couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, but there was a trace of doubt on his face.
He knew very well that although the human monk in front of him was insignificant in his eyes, he was by no means the kind of person who was willing to suffer losses.
"If you have any requests, please speak up. In order to make up for previous mistakes, I am not unable to consider meeting some of your needs."
The boy looked at Yan Yun for a moment and then decisively proposed.
"Since the senior mentioned it in person, then Yan should be more respectful than obey." Yan Yun smiled slightly and actually took over the boy's words.
Naturally, the boy transformed by the Tianlan Holy Beast couldn't help but roll his eyes. (End of chapter)