Considering that the other party was one of the few descendants who still knew of his existence, Old Monster Feng found it difficult to refuse, so he had to reluctantly agree.
He originally thought that the number of monks in the Divine Transformation Stage in the Jin Dynasty was limited, and no matter who the Yinluo Sect offended, they would take his feelings into consideration and not attack his descendants.
Therefore, he specially imposed a unique secret technique on this descendant so that several other familiar monks in the transformation stage could easily identify it.
At the same time, envoys were sent to ask these monks in the transformation stage who actually launched the attack on Yinluo Sect.
After completing this series of arrangements, Old Monster Feng used secret techniques to cover up his own cultivation, intending to take this descendant back to the sect safely, and never bother about this matter again.
As for the life and death of Yinluo Sect, what does it have to do with him?
However, what Old Monster Feng never expected was that on the way back, due to a moment of negligence, Yan Yun took the opportunity to kill the Yinluo Sect elder in front of him unexpectedly.
If it were another cultivator in the transformation stage, Old Monster Feng might choose to endure.
After all, once a battle of their level breaks out, the loss of life span will be extremely serious, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
However, when he saw clearly that Yan Yun who took action was only in the late stage of Nascent Soul, the old monster Feng, who always had a high self-esteem and bad temper, became furious and immediately decided to take action to eliminate Yan Yun.
However, Yan Yun's escape skills and supernatural powers exceeded his expectations, and he continued to track him for several months but still failed to get what he wanted.
As a result, he not only lost several years of life, but also had to consume most of the small bottle of ten thousand years of spiritual liquid that he finally obtained.
If he gave up the pursuit at this moment, this strange-looking old man would be faced with a dilemma, and the resentment in his heart would be difficult to quell.
On the other hand, he naturally discovered that the many rare treasures Yan Yun used continuously were of extraordinary quality, so the originally weak fire of greed gradually ignited.
Faced with the aggressive attitude of his opponent, dissatisfaction and anger gradually emerged in Yan Yun's heart.
Since he was promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage, the full potential of the two Heavenly Spiritual Treasures in his hands has never been fully utilized.
In addition, after many twists and turns, seventy-two Gengjing Flying Swords were finally gathered.
As a result, even he himself felt a little unclear as to how powerful the Dageng Sword Formation would be once it was deployed.
However, he firmly believed that even if a monk in the transformation stage fell into it, it would be difficult to escape intact. He had absolute confidence in this.
More importantly, he also possesses two Immortal-Destroying Pearls whose origins have just been clarified, as his final trump card.
Although he had weighed it many times in his mind, after careful consideration, Yan Yun believed that he did have the strength to compete with the opponent.
So when the big yellow hand attacked him again, he did not choose to use the wind and thunder wings to evade it. Instead, he decisively raised his arm, and a dazzling golden light flashed past.
"Bah!" There was a crisp sound, and the sword light actually split the big hand into two pieces, and then disappeared.
Yan Yun's counterattack stunned Old Monster Feng opposite him, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
In fact, during the chase, he found Yan Yun standing in the air without fear, which was quite surprising.
Therefore, the previous attack was only a tentative strike.
Now the opponent's counterattack made him suddenly realize that this monk in the late Nascent Soul stage had been cornered by him and decided to confront him head-on.
Old Monster Feng looks calm as water on the surface, but in fact he is ecstatic inside.
If the other party continued to adopt this escape strategy, he would even begin to doubt whether it was worth continuing to waste his precious lifespan to track him.
However, now that the opponent has decided to fight him, he only needs to pay a large price of essence at one time to completely eliminate the opponent, thereby ending this pursuit that makes him tired.
Old Monster Feng immediately took a deep breath, said nothing more, and gently touched his Tianling Cap with one hand.
With a flash of blue light, a hexagonal jade plate appeared instantly, with a simple shape and runes of various colors floating on it, making it look extremely mysterious.
When this treasure appeared, a ferocious smile appeared on the horse-faced old man's face.
Since he didn't want to lose too much longevity, he used thunderous power when he made a move and never allowed him to get entangled with the opponent endlessly.
After several brief confrontations with Yan Yun during the chase, he knew that the other party had great powers and magical weapons.
Therefore, he does not dare to underestimate the enemy. Once he takes action, it is his most proud treasure.
I saw the jade plate spinning in the air for a moment, and suddenly made a buzzing sound.
The volume expanded rapidly and turned into a huge object of several feet. Then the disk faced Yan Yun directly and stood there steadily.
I saw a dazzling blue light flashing on it, as if something unknown was about to appear.
When Yan Yun saw this scene, his heart tightened, and he waved his sleeves without hesitation. Dozens of small golden swords jumped out like swimming fish, and in an instant they turned into seventy-two golden flying swords that were one foot long. , circling and flying overhead.
Then he held the sword technique with both hands, and in an instant, the seventy-two flying swords flashed, turning into hundreds of identical sword lights.
The light of these swords danced for a moment, and immediately turned into pieces of golden clouds. At the same time, the sound of swords echoed one after another, and the sound was extremely powerful.
The old monster Feng on the opposite side couldn't help but be shocked after seeing Yan Yun release so many flying swords, but then a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"No matter how many flying swords you have, how can you compare to the number of flying swords I have? Let you experience how powerful my Ten Thousand Blade Disk is!"
"Wanbianpan"
Yan Yun's eyes were shining brightly, and he couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the huge hexagonal jade plate in the distance.
I saw the runes on the plate flickering, and a bright blue light suddenly burst out, and then quickly spread into countless dazzling blue lights.
After each blue light flashed a few times, it immediately transformed into a pair of crystal clear flying knives several inches long.
The blue beam of light in the plate was still erupting continuously, and in an instant, densely packed flying knives were hovering above the old man's head like a mountain of knives.
Anyone who sees such a scene will feel terrified!
Although Yan Yun did not show any fear, his expression had become extremely solemn.
This magic weapon called the "Ten Thousand Blades Disk" is indeed worthy of its name. Although the number of these flying knives may not reach tens of thousands, there is no doubt that there are at least three or four thousand.
At this moment, Old Monster Feng waved his hand to Yan Yun and uttered the word "kill" in his mouth.
All the blue knives immediately glowed brightly, turning into blue lights and speeding towards Yan Yun.
Because the number of flying knives was so huge, half of the sky was covered by the sword light for a while, like a blue mountain of knives rolling towards Yan Yun.
Although the sword light above Yan Yun's head was majestic, it was nothing compared to the mountain of swords in front of him.
“Just in time!”
Yan Yun took a deep breath, and his expression suddenly returned to calm. At the same time, he let out a roar, but did not activate the sword light above his head to fight back.
Instead, he raised one hand, and a ball of emerald green light shot out of the sky, in which a green wooden ruler could be vaguely seen. This is the spiritual treasure called "Eight Spirit Rulers"!
As soon as the ruler was released, it started to dance automatically, and a silver lotus image emerged from the ruler. With the injection of mana, it gradually became huge, with silver light shining like a real entity.
In just a short moment, the anemone rose to a height of more than ten feet, completely covering Yan Yun.
"Eight Spirit Rulers! So you are the young man named Yan Yun from Kunwu Mountain!"
The horse-faced old man opposite saw this lotus and couldn't help but exclaimed. He actually recognized the origin of the Eight Spirit Rulers at a glance.
At the same time, the blue sword mountain stopped for a moment when it reached the sky above the giant lotus, but did not land immediately.
"Fellow Daoist Feng actually knows me?" Yan Yun frowned slightly and asked calmly.
"I don't know you, but Xiang Laogui once mentioned you to me."
"It is said that your Excellency has a close relationship with the Linglong Demon Concubine in the spirit world?" The horse-faced old man's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.
"I can't say how familiar I am, I just know a little bit about it. Old ghost Xiang, are you referring to Xiang Zhili?"
Hearing the two figures mentioned by the other party, Yan Yun showed doubts on his face and asked.
"Humph, besides Xiang Laogui, who else can it be?"
"Let's not talk about the matter to fellow Taoist for the time being. Let me ask you, before returning to the spirit world, did Linglong Demon Concubine disclose information about space nodes to you, or leave other shortcuts for you?"
The horse-faced old man took a deep breath and said coldly.
"How do you say this? Hasn't Fellow Daoist Linglong already given corresponding guidance to Brother Xiang and Master Xiong of Ten Thousand Demons Valley?"
"Since Fellow Daoist Feng has known Brother Xiang for a long time, he must have some understanding of this matter."
Yan Yun's heart trembled, but he still maintained a calm and composed attitude on the surface.
"Your Majesty's tone is really not small. Whether Yan owns this thing or not is irrelevant for the moment, but does Fellow Feng Daoist really think that he can conquer me with just a trivial 'Ten Thousand Blades Disk'?"
Faced with the challenge from Old Monster Feng, Yan Yun refused directly without fear.
He was not a naive and ignorant person, how could he be deceived so easily?
If he really admits this matter, even if he can escape the current predicament by chance, he will inevitably be tracked by other powerful people in the transformation stage in the future, and the troubles at that time will probably be endless.
Feeling Yan Yun's resolute attitude, the horse-faced old man's eyes flashed with coldness, and he immediately made a hand gesture with both hands, as if he was ready to activate the mountain of swords again.
Yan Yun's heart tightened, and also driven by his spiritual consciousness, the huge anemone began to rotate slowly.
Seeing that a fierce battle was about to break out, a melodious voice sounded in the ears of Old Monster Feng and Yan Yun at the same time:
"Brother Feng, fellow Taoist Yan, please be patient and calm."
Hearing this familiar voice, Yan Yun was stunned, and then his expression became quite complicated.
The horse-faced old man's hands, which were making the sutures, also stopped for a moment, with an expression of surprise on his face as well.
However, he quickly turned his head to look towards the horizon, and at the same time let out a cold snort, and said a long voice:
"Hmph, Old Ghost Xiang, you came quite quickly this time."
"Haha, I happened to be in a nearby prefecture and county. After receiving the message from Fellow Taoist Flying Sword, I followed the mark you left to pursue it. But I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Feng's target this time was actually Fellow Daoist Yan."
"This makes Xiang feel quite troubled."
The voice laughed loudly, and then there was a flash of yellow light in the sky, and a lightning-fast rainbow came through the sky. After a few flashes, it landed steadily in the mid-air between the two people.
The light dissipated, revealing an old man with a vicissitudes of life, his eyes were narrow and cunning, and he was smiling broadly. This person is Xiang Zhili, whom Yan Yun has met many times!
"Brother Xiang!"
Yan Yun sighed softly and greeted respectfully with his hands clasped in fists.
"I remember that I spent an unforgettable time in Huang Maple Valley in Tiannan. It is worthy of calling me senior brother."
"But Junior Brother Yan, I am really surprised that the Qi Refining Stage disciple who first entered the Immortal Sect has now reached this level of cultivation."
"Looking back on the past, there were many times when Xiang made mistakes."
"In fact, as early as when we met at Kunwu Mountain, I intended to have an in-depth conversation with Junior Brother Yan, but unfortunately there were many twists and turns and I was never able to get what I wanted."
When Xiang Zhili faced Yan Yun, his tone was very kind and his attitude was extremely friendly.
"I never expected that one day I would meet Senior Brother Xiang again!"
Yan Yun responded with a wry smile.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, for my sake, if you don't have any deep grudge against Junior Brother Yan, can you resolve this small misunderstanding with Junior Brother Yan?"
"After all, I just accidentally killed one of your descendants. Why really fight to the death with Junior Brother Yan?"
"Although your Ten Thousand Blades Disk is an imitation, there is still a gap compared with the real Tongtian Lingbao."
After Xiang Zhili exchanged greetings with Yan Yun, he immediately turned to Old Monster Feng and tried to persuade him with a smile.
"Hmph! Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator possesses a Tongtian Spiritual Treasure, he can only exert part of his power. How can he really threaten me?"
Old Monster Feng sneered and mocked.
Upon hearing this, Yan Yun's expression suddenly changed. How did Xiang Zhili know that in addition to the Eight Spirit Rulers, he also held another Xutian Cauldron?
However, after thinking about it for a moment, it dawned on him.
This matter may have originated from within Xiaoji Palace. In the past, Master Hanli had long known that Yan Yun had the Xutian Cauldron hidden in his body, and it was very likely that he had informed other monks in the palace about this before.
Otherwise, it was the information Xiang Zhili obtained from the Sea of Chaotic Stars.
Considering that the other party's whereabouts are erratic, it is not surprising even if he has set foot in the Sea of Chaotic Stars. Yan Yun instantly speculated on many possibilities, but there was a hint of vigilance on his face.
"Junior Brother Yan, there is no need to worry too much. For ordinary monks, the Tongtian Lingbao may be called a rare treasure in the world."
"However, for monks like us in the transformation stage, we have already conquered the human world. No matter how powerful the spiritual treasure's magical power is, it is just the icing on the cake, not something we must pursue."
"Besides, since we and other elders have survived in the human world so far, we will naturally have a few spiritual treasures in our hands."
"However, the mana required to drive this type of spiritual treasure is extremely huge. Unless you are facing a life-or-death situation, you will never use it easily to avoid causing fluctuations in the vitality of the world and damaging your own vitality."
Xiang Zhili seemed to understand Yan Yun's worries and explained calmly. (End of chapter)