Chapter 402: Peng Bird Wings, Level 5 Cloak (No. 2 Resting)

"Oh? How much does Jing Zhenjun know about Senior Yan Donglai, such as his whereabouts?"

After a life-and-death friendship, Lu Changan asked directly without beating around the bush.

"Yan Donglai, as a legendary great cultivator, is on par with Huashen Tianjun and does not belong to our era. His history can be traced back to at least 10,000 years ago. The understanding of him in later generations mainly comes from ancient books and the records of the ancestors of the sect."

Jing Wufeng spoke calmly and paused.

"Yan Donglai is the ancestor of the ancient practice of "Ancient Wood Evergreen Art" and may still be alive today. It is rumored that he was cursed by some kind of curse. His life span is long, but it is restricted and he sleeps in a certain place most of the time."

Hearing this, Lu Changan was secretly shocked.

Yan Donglai actually survived for so long, and survived to this day despite the curse.

"As for Yan Donglai's whereabouts, even the God-Transforming Heavenly Monarch may not know. After all, this person who survived this generation, the current great cultivator, the God-Transforming Heavenly Monarch, are all his descendants."

Jing Wufeng's eyes flickered slightly, and some words were not said.

In fact, Yan Donglai had a friendship with the founder of Tianyi Sect several generations ago.

As a living fossil in the world of immortal cultivation, Yan Donglai had a wide network of contacts when he was alive, and he knew and had a good relationship with the founders of many top forces.

Tianyi Sect is just one of them.

But during the trial, you cannot directly or indirectly disclose information about your sect to outsiders, prompting others to associate it with Tianyi Sect.

"By the way, the existence of a certain law may be related to Yan Donglai's news."

Jing Wufeng thought of something and added:

"Every thousand years or so, the practitioners of Changqing Gong in the world will disappear strangely, and some will evaporate out of thin air. And they are all Changqing Gong practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage."

What!

Lu Changan's heart was shaken, and a chill ran straight from his spine to the top of his head.

Once every thousand years or so, targeting the Nascent Soul-level Changqing Gong practitioners, how come this is a bit like cutting leeks?

"The Nascent Soul-level Changqing Gong practitioners who disappeared out of thin air are only a part. Moreover, the time span is large, and this information may not be accurate. Xiang Zhenjun does not need to be too afraid."

The law that Jing Wufeng mentioned comes from the records of a certain note in the sect, and most forces in the cultivation world are not aware of it.

Because there are very few Changqing Gong practitioners, scattered in Tianheng Continent and overseas, most cultivators will never meet them in their lifetime.

"How long has it been since the last disappearance?"

Lu Changan's heart tightened, grasping the key point.

"I don't know about this. Changqing Gong practitioners are rare, some people have hidden their identities, and the span is a thousand years, which is not something that ordinary forces can observe."

Jing Wufeng shook his head.

Just now, the secret in the sect's note was revealed because Lu Changan had experienced life and death with him, otherwise it would not be easily passed on.

After a while, Lu Changan fell into a brief contemplation, as if digesting the information about Yan Donglai.

Jing Wufeng thought to himself, if I can win the final trial in the future, it will not be difficult to let Yan Donglai, that old man, save face and protect you.

However, the competition among the nine disciples of Tianyi is too fierce, and they are all monsters.

It would be good if one or two can be eliminated in the first round.

Jing Wufeng has now passed the first round of trials, and he thinks that his chance of winning in the end will not exceed 30%.

…

The two of them left the Central Region Forbidden Land together with their own thoughts.

In order to prevent being ambushed by the Shadow Demon, the two have not separated in the Central Region Forbidden Land.

Lu Changan made another divination and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After leaving the Central Region Forbidden Land, the risk fluctuations and unknown variables in the hexagram were greatly reduced, and finally returned to normal.

"Xiang Zhenjun, Jing will contact you in a few years regarding the compensation materials and the repair of the formation."

"Okay, wait for good news."

Lu Changan knew that collecting space treasures and repairing the space formation of Tinghai Pavilion would not be done in just two or three years.

During this period, he will continue to practice magical skills in Yunxia Sect, strengthen his own strength, and prepare to return to Daqing.

After parting ways.

Lu Changan couldn't help but look back at the direction of the ancient battlefield. In addition to the seal of the Demon Abyss in the Central Domain Forbidden Land, what other factors affect his divination?

When leaving that area and becoming a bystander, the fourth-level divination skills have some sense, and a glimpse of the powerful destiny individuals that seem to be hidden in the mist of heaven.

...

A few days later.

In a dark cave in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

In the huge spider web, there is a one-armed white-haired young man wearing cloth clothes with an ancient sword on his waist.

Nangong Xiu's eyes are calm, his breath is simple and restrained, and his body is entangled in gray-white spider webs like a dumpling.

The wound of the arm that was broken not long ago has been bandaged, and the talisman that seals the breath is attached, and more spider webs are wrapped around it.

"I heard that the spider silk of this monster can help isolate tracking sensors. I hope it works..." Nangong Xiu's breathing and heartbeat almost stopped, and his body temperature gradually dropped.

After a while, the sound of swords pierced through the dark clouds and came from dozens of miles away.

Here it comes!

Nangong Xiu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he continued to restrain his breath, as if he was a dead object entangled in a silk net.

"This little thief is quite good at escaping and hiding."

A bearded man in a wide robe with big sleeves, smiling, walked leisurely, with his hands behind his back and his feet stepping into the void.

Every time he took a step, he crossed a hundred feet, which was the magical power of [Shrinking the Earth into an Inch].

Behind the bearded man were three ancient swords with sheaths, like a swordsman traveling in the mortal world.

In the dark cave, Nangong Xiu's face was pale, sensing the powerful consciousness of the great monk, which was overwhelming, like millions of sword energy, penetrating every hole.

After the battle with the Seven True Lords, Nangong recovered from his injuries and just returned to the civilized land of the Central Region, facing the encirclement and pursuit of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, "Heavenly Sword Layman", was near the forbidden land of the Central Region and was ready to kill him.

At the critical moment, Nangong Xiu consumed his essence, cut off one of his arms, performed the Heavenly Sword Escape Technique, and escaped to the forbidden land of the Central Region.

Because the deep forbidden area has great resistance to spiritual power, which affects the tracking induction.

I thought I had escaped, but I didn't expect that the Yuanying Great Monk was still tracking and locking its approximate range.

The Tianjian layman who was searching suddenly frowned.

At some point, a yellow wind and ghost fog rose around, and several monsters that strayed into it instantly turned into blood in the Yellow Spring.

"Who are you looking for, Fellow Daoist Fu? If you can't find it, my two Yellow Spring ghosts can help you with your worries."

An overlapping voice with uncertain yin and yang seemed to come from the netherworld.

In the yellow wind and ghost fog, a young man in a yellow robe wearing a theatrical mask appeared. Under the half-mask, his face was covered with thick makeup and thin lips. His skin was as white as arsenic, not like a person in the world of the living.

"Old Yellow Spring Ghost, if you don't interfere, it won't be difficult for Fu to find that person."

The long-bearded man's sleeves fluttered, and his tone was calm. He was not surprised by the arrival of the [Yellow Spring Ghost King].

Although he looks young, Huangquan Old Ghost is the oldest among the three great cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, you are overthinking. How can I have the time to interfere in the affairs of your Sword Pavilion? This demon riot is unusual. In addition, there have been warning signs from the seal formation of the Demon Abyss recently. I think Fellow Daoist Fu is also preparing to come here to investigate this matter."

The voice of the young man in yellow robes overlapped the tones of a young boy and an old man.

"Well, Master Fu Hai is out traveling, and this matter can only be investigated by you and me."

Tian Jian Jushi nodded and stroked his beard, his voice was upright and clear.

He came to the Central Region this time not to deal with the Demon Sword Nangong Xiu specifically, but just to attack along the way.

At the time of the conversation, the yellow wind and ghost fog penetrated the sky and the earth, and also penetrated into the cold and cold cave where Nangong Xiu was.

Tian Jian Jushi's sword consciousness did not find the target.

"Let's go. This time, the Demonic Abyss formation has sent out warning signs. Perhaps a powerful demon has escaped."

The Ghost King of Huangquan looked impatient and urged the Heavenly Sword Monk to set off and go to the Sealed Formation together.

The two great monks flew to the Central Region Forbidden Land, and their speed slowed down a lot to avoid hitting the hidden space cracks.

...

"Who is it!"

When bypassing a certain space crack, the Ghost King of Huangquan felt something, and the ghost magic power peeked into something.

The Heavenly Sword Monk's spiritual sense and sword intent found that behind a stone dozens of feet away, there was an old man in hemp clothes resting.

The two great monks were surprised that this person was only sensed at such a close distance.

"As expected of a great monk of the Ghost Dao, his perception is so sharp. The old man has no ill intentions. He just came back from exploring the Sealed Formation and rested on the way. He happened to meet the two Taoist friends."

The old man in hemp clothes was not good-looking, with rough clothes and a rude temperament. At first glance, he looked like a servant.

"Sir, which Heavenly Lord's incarnation are you?"

Tian Jian Jushi and Huang Quan Old Monster looked at each other with solemn expressions. In the sense of spiritual consciousness, the old man in hemp clothes has restrained magic power and looks like rotten wood, which is easy to be ignored.

But the other party did not hide his cultivation. Under the perception, he is at the same level as them.

"Let the two Taoist friends look at me with respect. This old man is not the incarnation of the Heavenly Lord."

The old man in hemp clothes said with a smile.

The stage of transformation of spirit, also known as the stage of separation of spirit, can cultivate the art of incarnation without harsh spiritual conditions.

"This Taoist friend looks familiar, what's your name?"

The purple eyes of Huang Quan Ghost King looked at the old man in hemp clothes in front of him.

"Haha, it's normal that you two don't know me. Before I came to Dayuan, I had heard of the reputation of the two great monks."

"Three hundred years ago, at an auction of Yuanying monks in Zhongzhou, I met Daoist Huangquan. But Daoist Huangquan didn't pay attention to me that day."

The old man in hemp clothes laughed to cover up his identity.

"So that's it."

The Ghost King Huangquan found a vague picture in the depths of his memory, and he had indeed met him before.

Becoming a Yuanying great monk, he dominated the territory of a state. His fame can spread to all parts of Tianheng Continent and be known by those top forces and intelligence organizations.

It is common for big figures of this level to travel around Tianheng Continent and make friends with strong people from all over the place.

Great monks like the old man in hemp clothes who are unknown to the world and have no name are very rare.

"This Daoist has investigated the seal formation, but does he have anything to tell us?"

Tian Jian Jushi's eyes were sharp and he noticed something.

With his concealment and aura-holding skills, if they were to avoid each other deliberately, the two sides would probably not meet.

"Although the flaws in the seal of the Demon Abyss have been basically repaired, two powerful monsters have escaped before, one of which is a shadow demon scout in the late fourth stage, and now he is seriously injured and absconding. The dominant forces of Yuanzhou had better pay attention to this beast and wipe it out, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"A few hundred years later, the intersection of the Demon Peak Realm and the Tianheng Realm will be close, and the cross-border channel connection will be more stable. The old man speculates that the Great Abyss will become the area where the demons focus on attacking."

The old man in hemp clothes told him two important pieces of information and stood up to say goodbye.

At the big rock, the figure of the old man in hemp clothes blurred and disappeared from the field of vision.

"Shadow Demon Scout, Demon Peak Realm?"

The two great monks who dominated the Great Abyss looked at the jungle in the distance and frowned in thought.

In ancient times, the Tianheng Realm and the Demon Peak Realm were worlds of the same level.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was surging, and the resources were abundant. The upper limit of the realm that cultivators could reach was much higher than today.

More importantly, the Tianheng Realm at that time had an ascension platform and a stable ascension channel, which maintained communication with the ancient spiritual world.

Later, a shocking change occurred in the ancient spiritual world, which evolved into the legendary meteorite world.

Since then, the Tianheng Realm has lost contact with the upper world, and has been invaded and plundered repeatedly, becoming more and more decadent.

On the other hand, the Demon Peak Realm still maintains contact with the upper Demon Realm, has a stable ascension channel, and is still prosperous and powerful, actively invading some relatively weak cultivation interfaces.

Fortunately, the level of the Tianheng Realm has fallen, and the rules of heaven and earth can only withstand the cross-border invasion of strong people at the level of transformation. In addition to the advantage of local operations, it will not be crushed by the Demon Peak Realm and easily captured.

"If Fu has not been promoted to the God of Transformation in a few hundred years, his life span will be over."

Tianjian Jushi said in a flat tone, and he was not interested in things in the distant future. It is better to focus on the present and fight for a chance to be promoted.

…

A few days later.

In Wanfeng Sect, in an inn in an immortal city.

Jing Wufeng was regulating his breathing and meditating.

At a table not far away, an old man in hemp clothes appeared. He picked up the teapot on the table and drank a few mouthfuls roughly.

"Uncle Duan."

Jing Wufeng opened his eyes, showed joy on his face, and stood up to salute.

The old man in hemp clothes praised: "You did a good job in the first round of trials."

"Uncle Duan, you are too kind! There were some accidents in the demon sealing mission, and Wufeng is preparing to report to the mountain gate."

Jing Wufeng dared not neglect this old man who was not good-looking and dressed as a servant.

The old man was responsible for checking the completion of his tasks. Unless he encountered a force targeting Tianyi Sect, he would not take action in most cases, and he deserved to die.

The old man was nominally the servant of the master, or his protector.

However, many years ago, the other party was also a genius in the world of immortal cultivation like him, and finally lost in the trial.

When there is nothing to do, these servants sleep and seal in the secret place of the mountain gate to reduce the loss of lifespan. When there is a need to do something, they will go out and go out to play.

Because they are not from the same era, the current monks of the same level do not know them.

The old man asked: "When do you plan to return to the mountain gate?"

"There is plenty of time left for the trial. Wufeng plans to stay for a few more years to find opportunities in the abyss and deal with some trivial matters."

Jing Wufeng said his plan.

"In addition, Wufeng has another request that needs to be approved by the mountain gate library."

...

Half a month later.

Lu Changan returned to Yunxia Sect smoothly.

Upon learning that the sect's chief priest had returned, Fairy Zixia, who was in retreat, came out of retreat in advance.

Fairy Zixia wore a phoenix hairpin on her head, her eyebrows were trimmed, her waist was as white as a promise, and she came in a light purple fairy skirt that trailed the ground, stepping on auspicious clouds.

"Dalong, I finally waited for you to return safely. When I learned that you became famous in the forbidden land of the Central Region, the whole sect celebrated, but I was worried for a long time."

Entering the cave of Yunlan Peak, this female Zhenjun was no longer as reserved and noble as usual. Her starry eyes were full of thoughts and she embraced Lu Changan in her arms.

"Dalong, your hair..."

Jiang Ziyan's face changed, and she found that there were some gray hairs in Lu Changan's black hair.

His appearance did not change, but he had a deeper and more vicissitudes of temperament.

"It's okay, it's just that the secret technique has reduced some of my life."

Lu Changan comforted for a moment, and felt that the fairy Zixia in his arms was soft as boneless and as soft as jade

Under that noble and reserved demeanor, there was a fiery tenderness hidden.

The moon moved and the shadows of the flowers were like a dream on a spring night.

After three days of discussion with the fairy Zixia, Lu Changan had some understanding of the situation around Dayu Country.

A year ago, Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng became famous in a battle in the forbidden area of ​​the Central Region, and the seven great true masters returned in defeat.

The reputation of the "Two Dragons of the Central Region" shook all forces in the Central Region.

Xiang Dalong's strength was also evaluated as completely comparable to that of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and he had hidden mysterious means, which complemented Jing Wufeng.

No one doubted that the two dragons of the Central Region were the top combat power under the Nascent Soul Great Monk.

After becoming famous, people were in awe and fear, and it was inevitable to make enemies.

The Baqi Mountain, adjacent to Dayu Country, expressed strong condemnation and dissatisfaction, and demanded an explanation from the Dayu Royal Family.

Because, one of the Baqi Mountains, "Wudu Mountain", lost a powerful Yuanying-stage warrior, who was none other than the True Lord Bawu.

"Nandi Mountain", headed by the Baqi Mountain, sent envoys to negotiate, claiming that Dayu Country tried to provoke a war and must bear the consequences.

...

Not long after Lu Changan returned to the sect, Yuanying True Lords from around Dayu Country came to visit or sent letters of greeting.

This was an unprecedented treatment.

When a Yuanying True Lord was so powerful that he could threaten and kill people of the same level, fellow Taoists of the same generation would also make friends and build relationships.

The first Yuanying cultivator to visit was a representative of the royal family.

On this day, in the main hall of the sect.

"Dalong, this is the elder of the royal family, True Lord Hongxiu."

Jiang Ziyan took the initiative to accompany him and introduced him with a smile.

The female cultivator in red clothes beside him was about 24 or 25 years old, with a face like a jade plate, pure and dignified, and her appearance and temperament were only slightly inferior to Jiang Ziyan.

When this woman came back last time, Lu Changan had explored her with his spiritual sense, and she had a kind of noble arrogance of a superior.

"The name of the two dragons in the Central Region is well-known to Hongxiu, and I have been fascinated for a long time. Today, I see that they are indeed the best among people. No wonder Ziyan is so tight..."

During this meeting, Hongxiu Zhenjun was gentle and beautiful, with sparkling eyes, and praised her generously, as if she was a lady from a noble family, who came here in admiration.

Such an attitude made it difficult for the man in front of her to feel disgusted.

Jiang Ziyan smiled brightly and chuckled, "Sister Hongxiu is in the court of Dayu, and she is good at dancing with long sleeves. Dalong must not be affected by her love potion."

Hongxiu Zhenjun secretly spit, he just wanted to meet Xiang Dalong alone to express the sincerity of the royal family, but this Zixia Zhenjun insisted on accompanying him.

Lu Changan originally just wanted to deal with it, but he didn't expect that the royal family really showed sincerity this time.

Hongxiu Zhenjun put away her charming smile and said seriously:

"Xiang Zhenjun, you killed Bawu Zhenjun of the enemy camp in the Central Domain Forbidden Land. Emperor Yu and the clan leader are very happy and decided to reward you. You can choose a treasure from the royal treasury."

"Hey! Bawu Zhenjun was not killed by Xiang personally, but by the betrayal of the demon knife Nangong Xiu. However, Xiang is willing to accept the royal family's reward and goodwill."

Lu Changan smiled, and the previous lukewarm conversation soon became harmonious.

The royal treasury, the reward for Yuanying Zhenjun, are all the best of the fourth-level items.

Lu Changan heard that there are related materials of the fourth-level Tianpin Lingbird.

The reason why the royal family is so kind.

First, to ease the previously stiff relationship with Lu Changan.

Second, to intensify the contradiction between Changqing Zhenjun and Baqishan, which can help the royal family deal with the enemy camp in the future.

Lu Changan didn't care and took the benefit.

Before leaving, Hongxiu Zhenjun ignored Jiang Ziyan's dissatisfaction, winked at Lu Changan with a seductive look, and transmitted the message:

"If Zhenjun Xiang is not interested in Lingxue's body, the royal family is willing to buy it at a high price."

Lu Changan's heart moved: the royal family is really well-informed, and there may be help from the fourth-level divination master.

Lingxue Zhenjun's body was actually favored by the royal family?

Lu Changan suspected that he underestimated the value of a congenital Taoist body and a Yuanying skin.

Returning to Yunlan Peak, Jiang Ziyan asked softly: "Dalong, what did Hongxiu Zhenjun say to you just now?"

"A deal."

Lu Changan did not hide this matter.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ziyan was also somewhat tempted after learning about it.

It is said that this kind of female Zhenjun body that preserves vitality may be of great use in the future if it is kept in Yunxia Sect.

For example, if the physical body is destroyed in the future and the Nascent Soul returns, there will be an excellent backup body.

Lu Changan glanced at the noble and elegant Fairy Zixia, and thought of the icy and otherworldly Fairy Lingxue, and a certain thought flashed through his mind.

...

Then for more than half a year.

In addition to practicing, Lu Changan met with several Nascent Soul True Lords and received a considerable gift.

During this period, Lu Changan selected a [Wing of Peng Bird] from the reward in the royal treasury and asked the high-level cultivators of Yunxia Sect to take it back and protect it secretly.

This kind of thing originally required going there in person to select it, but Lu Changan didn't want to go to the imperial city.

Fortunately, the Nascent Soul forces of Dayu Kingdom knew something about some of the treasures in the royal treasury.

That [Wing of Peng Bird] was the wing of a fourth-level heavenly-grade spiritual bird, and it was said to be a mixed-blood descendant of the True Spirit Tianpeng.

Together with the Ice Green Phoenix Feathers obtained from Ling Xue Zhenjun's Space Jade Bracelet, the main material of the Alien Peacock Puppet, significant progress has been made.

On this day, in the secret room of Yun Lan Peak.

Lu Changan put the sewn black cloak on Di Yanjun.

"Shrink your body and restrain your demonic power."

Lu Changan said with expectation.

This black cloak was transformed from a damaged black robe of fifth-level material.

According to the characteristics of the robe material, Lu Changan designed it as a cloak.

The original black robe was not a magic weapon, and since it was damaged, there were no restrictions on many magic weapons.

Lu Changan did not need to refine the weapon, he only needed to make use of the toughness and characteristics of the material.

Lu Changan used all his strength to activate his spiritual sense, but he couldn't detect the shrunken Di Yanjun in the black cloak.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Lu Changan was overjoyed and clapped his hands in praise.

If it wasn't seen with the naked eye, the black cloak in the spiritual sense would be ignored and treated as a very ordinary item.

Lu Changan's Changqing Gong, the ability to gather qi far exceeds Di Yanjun, the effect will only be better.

He used the fourth-level divination to determine that the black cloak has an excellent concealing effect on those below the Spiritualization Stage.

Unless the distance is close or special attention is paid, even a Yuanying Great Monk can hide it.

"Try defensive toughness."

Lu Changan took out a sharp magic weapon blade and slashed it hard at the cloak, leaving almost no trace.

Although it is not a defensive magic weapon, the ordinary attacks of Yuanying monks can also be greatly weakened.

Squeak!

Di Yanjun showed his head from the black cloak, his eyes were bright, and he looked quite fond of it.

"With such a rare item, even if I offend a great monk in the future, I will at least have one more way to save my life."

Lu Changan nodded, took back the cloak from Di Yanjun, and put it on himself. It fits him well.