The senior leaders of each sect are not worried about this.
Today, apart from Yan Yun, there are only two late Nascent Soul cultivators left in Tiannan.
Wei Wuya, the former Grand Elder of the Nine Nations Alliance, passed away a hundred years ago. The news of his death was not announced until recently, which shocked the Nine Nations Alliance and caused some sect forces to reshuffle.
After Yan Yun learned the news, he felt deeply regretful. Although he was only one step away, he was unable to step into the realm of divine transformation, which made him sigh with regret.
However, this only strengthened his determination to pursue eternal life.
For Yan Yun, if there is no way to immortality, everything that exists is an illusion. Even if he has the power to overturn rivers and oceans, it will only be in vain.
He never wanted to spend his life like this.
Yan Yunzheng transformed into a dazzling light, galloping quickly on the road leading to the vast Mulan grassland.
This time, his goal is clear and firm, which is to return to his homeland, the Kingdom of Jin, and try to obtain those extremely precious Ghost Luo Banners from the Yinluo Sect.
Although he had not successfully entered the realm of divine transformation in his previous retreat practice.
However, his own strength has reached the extremely astonishing peak state of the late Nascent Soul, which undoubtedly gave him more confidence and certainty in this action.
After verification, he was convinced that after the death of Old Demon Qian, the Yinluo Sect leader should be the only one left in the Yinluo Sect who was a late-stage Nascent Soul monk.
As long as he can avoid acting recklessly, seizing the Demon Banner shouldn't be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
This Yinluo Sect leader personally led a team to the Tiannan region many years ago, and there was still a deep hatred between him and Yan Yun.
If this is indeed the case, then taking this opportunity to get rid of this person can kill two birds with one stone, otherwise there may be endless disasters in the future.
In the past, he had thought about how to deal with this enemy, but at that time he had not yet broken through to the later stage.
Even self-protection seems powerless, so I dare not take risks rashly.
Now that he has perfected his skills and wants to seize the Oni Luo Banner, he naturally can no longer tolerate this person continuing to remain unpunished.
Otherwise, once at a certain moment, he is unable to stay in Luoyun Sect due to busy affairs, this powerful monk will run out of life.
The maniac wanted to avenge his wife's murder, so he quietly sneaked into Luoyun Sect and started a bloody massacre. Then Nangong Wan and others were bound to be in extreme danger.
Yan Yun silently planned this in his heart, and the murderous intention in his heart gradually became stronger.
Looking back on the process of this retreat, he regretted that although the Five Demons of Cold Flame helped him attack the gods, he failed to achieve a satisfactory result.
But since he still had the Yuanci Divine Light as his trump card, he had not actually lost all hope.
This time on his way to the Jin Dynasty, in addition to trying to get the Ghost Lobant, he also had to deal with two other pressing matters at the same time.
Otherwise, once he cultivates the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light, he will be bound by invisible shackles. Apart from cultivating it to the realm of Dacheng, he will not be able to do anything else personally.
Therefore, while he can still remain free, he must make thorough preparations in advance.
Among them, finding the sun's essence fire and using the cold marrow to refine the "Yang Shui" are undoubtedly the most important tasks.
Once he has the Yang Shui, his life span can be extended by a quarter.
For monks of any level, this heaven-defying thing is an irresistible temptation.
Especially for strong men like Yan Yun who are already at the top of the human world, its appeal is even more indescribable.
After the last soul search for Master Hanli in Xiaoji Palace, he learned clues about the sunglasses fire.
In this way, he can be said to have everything ready, all he needs is the east wind.
As for the other task, it seems relatively minor in comparison, just incidental.
Whether he can successfully complete it is certainly something to be thankful for, but if he fails to achieve his goal, it will not have a great impact on him.
This is to go to Tianji Pavilion, which sells Tianji Mansion, and ask them for the secret technique of refining mustard seed space.
While attending a grand auction in Jinjing City in his early years, he heard the shopkeeper of Tianji Pavilion in Jinjing mention that space cracks could be refined into mustard space.
At that time, he was inspired and came up with the idea of refining the space that was suspected to be the remains of the Lingmiao Garden that he found in the Fallen Demon Valley into a private and exclusive space.
After all, for a Nascent Soul Stage monk like him, apart from the public cave.
Almost everyone has his or her own secret cave, some even have several.
They usually store their own rare magic weapons in order to leave a glimmer of hope in case of unexpected events.
However, Yan Yun has been focusing on cultivation and has never had time to take care of this matter.
At this moment, Yan Yun is thinking deeply about this issue. He is not thinking about leaving a way out for himself.
It's because he thinks that place is the best place to practice Yuanci Divine Light.
If you can successfully refine your own mustard space, and only establish a hidden teleportation array connection with the outside world.
Then he only needs to control the teleportation array inside the space. Even if a god-level master comes to the door, he may be helpless.
Even if the enemy destroys the outer teleportation array out of anger, with his existing magical power.
It is not difficult to tear apart the space again to escape, so he does not need to worry about being trapped in the space.
However, for practitioners outside the space, although they also have the ability to tear apart the space.
But because they didn't know the specific space entry point, they couldn't find the healed mustard space at all.
This is all the result of Yan Yun’s careful consideration and experience.
If this plan cannot be realized, then finding another secret location for practice will become an inevitable choice. However, the stability of this approach cannot be compared with mustard space.
It is worth noting that the refining method of the Mustard Seed Space is an exclusive invention of Tianji Pavilion, and you may encounter many difficulties in obtaining it.
Nonetheless, when a high monk makes a request to any power, even if that power strongly opposes it.
He had to try his best to be satisfied, because no one was willing to offend such a powerful enemy easily.
As for why Tianji Pavilion can still retain this refining technology, it is probably because this secret method is too useless to attract the interest of powerful forces such as the ten major sects of good and evil.
Otherwise, Yan Yun would never believe that Tianji Pavilion alone could protect the truly important secrets for a long time.
Of course, in the process of seeking to obtain the refining method, Yan Yun must adopt appropriate strategies.
Yan Yun sneered and thought to himself, then his escape light suddenly flashed several times and disappeared in the nearby sky without a trace.
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More than half a year later, in Yuzhou, Dajin, thousands of miles away from the Tiannan region, a hazy drizzle was falling in a small mountainside town.
On a bluestone street washed brightly by the rain. There are few pedestrians, and the people who occasionally pass by each hold a cloth umbrella and rush on their way. It is obvious that no one wants to stay here for a while.
At this time, a man in yellow clothes suddenly walked onto the stone road carrying a white oil-paper umbrella alone.
However, this man's steps were steady and his expression was calm, as if he was walking in the suburbs. The cloth umbrella in his hand was slightly tilted.
It happened to cover most of his face, making it impossible for others to see his true appearance.
It can be seen from his slender and white hands holding an umbrella that this man should be in middle age and is not an ordinary civilian.
Some passers-by who happened to pass by saw this man's strange behavior and cast curious eyes. However, the man didn't care about this and continued to walk forward leisurely.
When the man reached an inconspicuous alley, he suddenly changed direction, flashed past, and entered the depths of the alley.
Although this alley seems deep, in fact it only takes a few dozen steps for anyone to find it.
This is actually a dead end with no exit. There are no houses on either side, only walls several feet high, and almost no one cares about it.
However, what is surprising is that the man in yellow shirt seems to turn a blind eye to this and just continues to move forward.
When this mysterious figure holding a green oil-paper umbrella was about to reach the end of the alley at the end of the street.
An imperceptible force hit his rock-like body, and then, his whole body emitted a dazzling light.
It suddenly disappeared into the wall in the blink of an eye, as if swallowed by some mysterious force, which was jaw-dropping.
If an ordinary person passes by here and sees this scene with his own eyes, he will definitely be terrified and think that he has seen the legendary ghost.
However, for practitioners, this phenomenon is just a low-level illusion and is not surprising.
However, if this self-proclaimed spiritual practitioner could pass through this wall, penetrate deep into it, and successfully break through the complicated restrictions, then he would be shocked beyond measure.
Because behind these restrictions, there is actually a huge jade gate that is more than a hundred feet high and almost reaches into the sky.
Behind this jade gate, there are white jade steps leading to higher places. They are all suspended in mid-air, and finally lead to a magnificent palace as green as emerald.
Around the palace, there is a milky white aura, and rare spiritual birds dance leisurely in the sky.
A variety of exotic flowers and plants are planted on the ground, making this place as beautiful as a fairyland.
However, as long as you use mental exploration, you will find that this seemingly vast and white area is actually a relatively small closed space, only more than ten miles in radius.
Although its height reaches hundreds of feet, its area is not too large.
It is for this reason that such a peculiar sky palace can be built in such an environment.
In front of the huge jade gate at the entrance to the space, there were two rows of warriors wearing golden armor on both sides. Each one was two feet tall, motionless and with a stern face.
However, among the group of warriors, there was a strong man also wearing armor. He had a dark complexion and was sitting on the pile of rocks expressionlessly.
He was talking casually with the man who had just entered this place and was holding a blue oil-paper umbrella.
"No matter what, even if it is a big deal, we cannot disturb the pavilion master's meeting with the distinguished guests at this moment."
"Otherwise, I, Old Cao, cannot bear the responsibility of the Pavilion Master. You might as well wait here for a moment and talk to me for a while."
"I have been responsible for guarding Tianji Palace during this period. I have spent a long time with these puppets. It is really frustrating."
The strong man actually said these words with a smile.
This sturdy man is a practitioner in the late stage of alchemy. However, here, he is just a gatekeeper, which is undoubtedly surprising.
From his words, we can know that the giant warriors standing on both sides are actually puppets of the machine.
However, if he hadn't explained it himself, the craftsmanship of these puppets was so exquisite that it would not be easy to tell with the naked eye.
The practitioner who originally walked into the space holding a cyan oil-paper umbrella had now put the white umbrella in his bag, revealing a fair face and slender eyebrows, looking majestic and solemn.
"Cao Fengwei!"
"What Zhang said this time was not a joke. There are indeed extremely important matters that need to be reported to the cabinet master for ruling."
"And even if Zhang is willing to wait, the distinguished guest may not be able to wait any longer."
"Once you miss something important and bring disaster to this pavilion, it will definitely not be something you or I can bear."
The middle-aged man's tone seemed quite solemn, even with a hint of anger.
"Who exactly are the so-called VIPs? Can Brother Zhang tell us clearly?"
Hearing this question, the black-faced man couldn't help but be stunned and asked with doubts on his face.
"Actually, the person he mentioned is Yan."
Suddenly, a strange male voice resounded throughout the world and reached their ears clearly and unmistakably.
"Who is so sacred?"
When the black-faced monk heard this, he couldn't help being shocked. Without having time to think carefully, he immediately activated his true energy, performed his skills, and constructed a white light to protect himself.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly put his hands together and quickly used the magic weapon. The mechanical puppet warriors originally standing on the left and right sides instantly shot out and flew into the air.
"Everyone, please be patient. Brother Cao, please remember that this is Senior Yan. You must be respectful to him."
After the handsome middle-aged man heard the strange man's words, his face turned ashen and extremely pale.
When he saw the black-faced general's actions, he immediately shouted anxiously and stopped.
"Senior Yan?"
The black-faced general heard this and couldn't help but feel confused.
However, since even a middle-aged man with the same level of cultivation as himself behaves so cautiously, then the person in front of him must be extraordinary.
The two of them were within the confines of the Mustard Seed space and could have had enough strength to compete with the early Yuanying monks.
Could it be that this person is actually a mid-stage Nascent Soul monster?
This is beyond what he and these mechanical puppets can resist.
With such speculation in his mind, the monk surnamed Cao moved his consciousness, and the puppets that had soared into the air landed in the distance and returned to their still state again.
"You are very responsive. It seems that it is no longer convenient for me to rely on the strong to bully the weak."
The man seemed to snort coldly, and his voice sounded again.
Then, green light flashed in the sky in front of the two of them, and a young man in a green shirt crossed his arms on his chest.
He was floating there leisurely and calmly, his eyes as cold as frost, making people shudder. (End of chapter)