Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 355 Five Zang Gemstones
Zhenjun Wanhua paced back and forth alone on the nine-story green bronze platform for a long time, his brows still furrowed tightly, showing no signs of relaxing.

After all, among the many Nascent Soul True Lords of the generation of his master, Great Monk Yunhai, the Lingyan True Lord from the North of Chongwu Domain is recognized by the people of the Western Wilderness as the one who has the best chance of breaking through to become a great monk. Next, It is Master Xuanbei who has been in the Wu Nian Temple in the Western Regions for many years.

Although the Yunhai Great Monk in Southern Xinjiang is not weaker than others, he is not too amazing. This was true when he was in the Golden Core stage, and it was also the same when he reached Nascent Soul. He seemed a bit mediocre.

"Calculating that Lingyan's lifespan has not yet expired, with his method, even if he encounters a great monk outside, even if he is defeated, he can advance and retreat freely, and there is no possibility of losing his life. Moreover, in the past few years, since Fengshan left the sect, Lingyan has almost They are all in the sect, and with the sect's heritage passed down for tens of thousands of years, even if the god-transformation monk arrives, as long as he cannot be killed in a moment, there will be no chance again. This old guy has the most eccentric temperament, At this critical moment when the Four Seas Palace is about to open, don't let anything happen! Or is there really something wrong with his practice?" Zhenjun Wanhua thought to himself.

While thinking about it, he had already passed the news to Yunhai and Xiaguang through Yufu.

This kind of action occurred among all the forces in the Chongwu Domain, and spread to the level of True Lord Yuanying in an instant.

After more than ten days, spies deployed by other cultivation areas of the Western Wilderness human race and even other races also gradually noticed the news of Lingyan Sect's closure of the mountain.

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Time passed slowly for another year or two.

The northern part of Chongwu Domain is the blessed land of Lingyan Sect Linghu.

At its entrance, the ghostly-looking Fengshan Ghost Lord, with red eyes and a gloomy face, stood in front of the aura shield of water and fire. And behind the light curtain, nine pale-faced figures with pale faces on their shoulders The old men in white, each carrying a red coffin, slowly walked out.

It's just that among these nine people, only three are in the late stage of the Golden Core. Although the others look extremely old, they are actually five or six hundred years old and their cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

One of the old men in the late Jindan stage stood up, looked at him through the light curtain derived from the "Likan Bu Yao Forbidden Formation", and sighed: "Uncle Master, stop it!"

"Yiwen, you juniors dare to stop me now? Senior brother, I am not even qualified to see you for the last time. Is it possible that you, juniors, have done all those scandalous things that I am afraid of being discovered by you?" Feng Shanguijun grinned.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yiwen put down the coffin on his shoulders and dropped it vertically to the ground.

The coffin made a creaking sound, and a few black nails protruded from the cracks in the coffin. The coffin lid hit the ground with a bang. A man with blue skin, a skinny body, and a corpse-like figure walked swayingly. out.

All the joints on this person's body twisted unnaturally a few times, then he turned his head sideways, opened his black and gray eyes, and looked at Fengshan Ghost Lord in front of him emotionlessly.

The other eight coffins also landed on the ground one after another, and the people in the coffins staggered out.

The person in the coffin is the Lingyan Sect’s Golden Pill cultivator himself, and these old men in white clothes with old faces are just the refined corpses.

Speaking of which, Lin Qingyun, the ancestor of the Lin family in Linshui County, Zhao State, Southern Xinjiang, was his great-great-grandson, and Cao Guimeng, the biological mother of Lin Yaner, also had the blood of the Lin family in his body.

However, this kind of thing is relatively common. Among these large cultivating clans that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years, no one is flourishing, and there will be more or less marriages between each other.

Of course, the Lin family in the far north did not know about Lin Yan'er, whom Cao Wei accepted at that time.

It was not until after Cao Wei became a disciple that the children he gave birth to were noticed by various forces. Among them, Cao Guimeng, who had dual spiritual roots, received the most attention, and the Lin family naturally found out about this news.

It's just that although Lin Qingyun is the great-great-grandson of the ancestor of the Lin family, Lin Yan'er's generation has long been separated by eighteen generations, and the blood relationship is so thin that he is like an ordinary stranger.

After a few breaths, Lin Yiwen said hoarsely:

"Uncle Master, what kind of person is Master, how could he be plotted by juniors like me? You have been away from the sect for many years, and we all know what you are thinking when you come back so suddenly! Now Master is practicing "Taiyin Refining" "It's a critical moment, or a period of sixty years, if it's a hundred and twenty years, or even five or six, three hundred years. During this period, we absolutely cannot tolerate harassment from the outside world. You'd better retreat, old man."

Upon hearing this, Fengshan Ghost Lord was silent for a moment, and then he opened his mouth and said word by word: "Are you serious about not giving in?"

"No way! Uncle Master, more than a thousand years ago you slaughtered fellow monks in order to convert to the ghost way. If the master hadn't come forward at that time, I'm afraid that the uncle would have been killed by the master instead of being expelled to [-] It’s just a big mountain. For more than a hundred years, Master Wuxiang has been coveting the grandson of Master Wuxiang. However, Master put down his face and went across the ocean to personally plead guilty to Master Wuxiang. Only then did he give up. After this incident, Master still didn’t think about it. After repenting, he went even harder and went to the Qingxia Sect in an attempt to seize Cao Wei. The master did not hesitate to hurt his vitality and used teleportation methods to rush back from the Northern Wilderness in a short period of time, thus missing a great opportunity. It's reasonable to say that now, the master uncle shouldn't repay kindness with hatred, right?" Lin Yiwen sighed.

"What happened more than a thousand years ago, how can you know the cause and effect before you are even born? In the end, Yuan Ling owes me all of this! If it weren't for him, how could I have ended up like this, and why should I give up? He left the physical body to practice the ghost way, and ended up like this, a human, a ghost, and a ghost? After more than a thousand years of practice, he is still in the same place in the early stage of Yuanying. Now he is pretending to be a good person. It’s really ridiculous!” Fengshan Ghost Lord said in a deep voice.

Then he stared at everyone present and said coldly: "Now that you are hiding in the formation, I really can't do anything to you, but your clan disciples are still outside."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically.

"Uncle Master, you are the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, how can you bully the small ones with your big one, let alone attack the disciples of the sect, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Lin Yiwen said anxiously.

"A joke? It's just a harmless matter. I will give you a stick of incense to think about it. If you agree, remove the formation and let me in. If you still insist on it, don't blame me for killing all your people one by one. Absolutely." Fengshan Ghost Lord said gloomily.

After saying that, he sat down cross-legged, took out a stick of incense, lit it and stuck it on the ground.

As soon as these words were said, everyone's expressions became uncertain, and they began to talk and discuss among themselves through telepathic messages.

Time passed little by little, and until the incense burned out, they still had no unified opinion.

Seeing this, Fengshan Ghost Lord stood up, glanced at these juniors with a gloomy face, and sneered: "Okay, you are indeed a good disciple taught by your senior brother. If you really respect your teacher, don't blame me for being ruthless." !”

Then he laughed and said Youyou: "Which family do you think I should start from? The Lin family, the Gao family, the Mo family or several other families, you have a choice. But don't worry, I will take care of them one by one. Send them on their way, and none of them will escape.”

After saying that, he turned around and walked slowly away.

But after walking about ten steps, the two late-stage Jindan monks beside Lin Yiwen suddenly rose up and cast several magical spells in succession, capturing them and sealing their magic power and soul.

Then one of the monks who was in the middle stage of the Golden Core shouted: "Uncle Master, please stay!"

"Oh, it seems you have figured it out?" Fengshan Guijun turned around and smiled.

"Junior Brother Gao, Junior Brother Mo, you..." Lin Yiwen said angrily.

The two old men beside him looked embarrassed and did not dare to look at them.

Among them, Junior Brother Mo sighed: "Brother, we have no choice but to do it!" Having said this, he said to Fengshan Ghost Lord: "Uncle, if we let you in, can you promise not to have any trouble with us from now on?" Are the clan disciples taking action?"

Upon hearing this, Fengshan Ghost Lord smiled and said: "What's so difficult about this? As long as you listen to my orders from now on and don't do the wrong things, then everything will be easy to talk about. I can also swear to God. Is this sincerity enough? ?”

After saying this, he raised his three fingers to the sky and swore an oath.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder sounded out of thin air in the clear sky, resounding in all directions.

"Disciple is offended." Junior Brother Gao raised his hands towards Fengshan Ghost Lord and bowed deeply.

Then the eight people made secrets with their ten fingers, chanted mantras, and removed the formation.

As the water and fire light curtain slowly dissipated, Fengshan Ghost Lord did not step forward.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air, and a soul-calling flag appeared in his hand.

The gray flags flickered, and black mist surged out of the sky. Amidst the howls of ghosts and wolves, more than a dozen gloomy ghost figures rushed in all directions.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Junior Brother Gao asked in a deep voice.

"Don't worry. As long as you don't have any evil thoughts, these ghost kings raised by me will naturally not attack your people. After all, I am also worried that you are inviting me to the urn!" Ghost Lord Fengshan chuckled.

"Disciples don't dare!" the eight Jindan monks said with their hands bowed.

"I dare not be the best, I like obedient disciples the most." Fengshan Ghost Lord said loudly and stepped in.

When he passed by everyone, he glanced at Lin Yiwen and said slowly:
"Yi Wen, among the many Jindan disciples in the sect, you are the most promising in the sect to break through to the Yuanying realm. Now that the old guy Yuan Ling is dead, why not consider serving under me? For those who know the current affairs, Junjie, as long as you regard me as your master from now on, I can mobilize the resources of the sect and do my best to help you have a baby. Lingyan Sect is also the place where I was born and raised, and I don’t want to see him have no successor. What do you think about ending the inheritance?"

After all, as a ghost cultivator, he could not control Lingyan Sect openly and could only hide behind the scenes, so he had to find a puppet to stand on the stage.

"Delusion!" Lin Yiwen said angrily.

"Uncle Master, you have sworn an oath." The old man surnamed Gao on the side said in a deep voice.

"Pedantry! In life, all laws and morals are false. Only the benefits are real. Yiwen, you have lived for hundreds of years, is it possible that you can't even see this little bit of truth? ?" Fengshan Ghost Lord chuckled, walked forward, and his figure slowly disappeared into the mist.

After more than ten breaths, I saw him walking out of a cave and coming to the edge of the cliff. He looked at the winding mountains in front of him, then flew into the sky and sped towards the distance.

After a while, Fengshan Ghost Lord fled to the sky above the two black mountains, overlooking the valley, and said with a smile: "Such a pure evil spirit of resentment is worthy of being killed by the heavens."

As he spoke, he floated down, came to an altar in the valley, and walked up the stone steps unhurriedly.

Until they arrived in front of a strange corpse sitting on a futon. Behind it was a copper-horned gold coffin engraved with cinnabar runes.

The skin and flesh on this corpse have rotted away, but the internal organs are still intact. The heart is beating at an extremely slow speed. The ten nails on the hands on the knees are several inches long and are still growing slowly. With.

Fengshan Ghost Lord walked forward, patted the shoulder of Lingyan's body lightly with his palm, and said to himself: "Brother, no, I should call you father, you are too benevolent to a woman! You are practicing Taiyin Refining in seclusion. You should have killed me before, what a pity!"

I saw a lot of carrion falling from the corpse, and white bones were exposed in some places.

However, the densely packed meridians and blood vessels in the body are still running normally, and there is a majestic vitality among the dead energy.

As he spoke, Fengshan Ghost Lord's five fingers formed into claws, and he probed into Lingyan's abdominal cavity, and took out five white stones from the internal organs, making his whole body glowing with color.

"The five internal organs spiritual treasure of a new great monk, what a good thing!" Ghost Lord Fengshan opened his mouth and swallowed it one by one.

After swallowing it, he opened his arms, lifted his feet several feet off the ground, raised his head and closed his eyes.

In an instant, his aura suddenly increased a lot, from the early stage of Nascent Soul to the middle stage, but it was still growing.

On the contrary, the Lingyan corpse became more and more decayed, and nine out of ten of the vitality in it was gone, like a candle in the wind, looking like it could be extinguished at any time.

A few hours later, Fengshan Ghost Lord slowly fell to the ground and walked towards the golden coffin with copper horns. With his sleeves on, the coffin lid slammed to the ground.

I saw the flying silver-winged yaksha's pair of bat wings and flesh wings crossed on his chest, lying in them with his eyes closed, motionless.

Fengshan Ghost Lord opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of black air, which disappeared into the eyebrows of the flying silver-winged Yaksha.

Seeing this, he turned his head, glanced at Ling Yan, and chuckled: "Have you released the life contract of the spirit corpse? You old guy did a good deed before you died."

After saying that, he put away the flying silver-winged yaksha and walked to the Lingyan corpse. Just when he was about to beat it into ashes with a palm, he suddenly became stiff and motionless.

At this time, an extremely old voice sounded in mid-air, and an old man in brocade clothes slowly walked out of the void.

"May I ask who the senior is and why he appears in our Lingyan Sect's blessed land?" Ghost Lord Fengshan asked in surprise.

Hearing this, the old man took out the brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his mouth and said: "Our Cangling, you, a junior, would not even let go of your father's corpse. Isn't it too heartless? Sure enough, if you know your son better than your father, Lingyan has already I expected you to come over, so I specifically asked me to come over and take a look."

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PS: I almost didn’t recover from my drunkenness today. I’m getting old and can’t stand it anymore. Alas!In the past, even if I drank until three o'clock, I could go to work normally early in the morning.

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