Chapter 402 Wings of the Peng bird, fifth-level cloak (rest on the 2nd)

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

After experiencing life and death, Lu Changan asked directly without going around the bush.

"Yan Donglai, as a legendary great monk, is on an equal footing with the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord and does not belong to our era. His history of existence can be traced back to at least 10,000 years ago. Later generations' understanding of him mainly comes from ancient books and the ancestors of the sect.

record."

Jing Wufeng spoke calmly and paused.

"Yan Donglai is the founder of the Ancient Tree Evergreen Gong in modern times. He may still be alive today. It is said that he was cursed by some kind of curse. He has a long lifespan, but it is restricted and he sleeps in a certain place most of the time."

Hearing this, Lu Changan was secretly shocked.

Yan Donglai has actually survived for so long, and even though he was cursed, he still survives to this day.

"As for the whereabouts of Yan Donglai, even the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord may not know. After all, the senior monks who survived this generation, and the current great monks, the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord, are all his descendants."

Jing Wufeng's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

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

As a living fossil in the world of immortality, Yan Donglai had a wide network of contacts when he was still alive. He knew many of the founders of top powerful forces and had good relationships with them.

Tianyimen is just one of them.

However, during the trial, you cannot directly or indirectly disclose information about your sect to outsiders to remind others of Tianyi Sect.

"By the way, the existence of a certain pattern may be related to the news from Yan Donglai."

Jing Wufeng thought of something and added:

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

What!

Lu Changan's head trembled, and a chill went straight from his back to the sky.

Targeting Evergreen Gong practitioners at the Nascent Soul level every thousand years or so, why is this a bit like cutting leeks?

"The number of Yuanying Stage Evergreen Gong practitioners who disappeared out of thin air is only a part. Moreover, the time span is large, so 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 in a certain handbook of the sect, and most of the forces in the world of immortality are unaware of it.

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

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

Lu Changan's head tightened and he grasped the key points.

"I don't know about Jing. There are very few practitioners of Evergreen Gong. Some of them even hide their identities. They are thousands of years old and cannot be observed by ordinary forces."

Jing Wufeng shook his head.

The secrets in the sect's handwritten notes were just revealed because Lu Changan was in danger of his life and death, otherwise they would not be spread easily.

For a while along the way, Lu Changan fell into deep thought for a while, seemingly digesting the information about Yan Donglai.

Jing Wufeng secretly thought, if I can win the final trial in the future, it will not be difficult for that old immortal Yan Donglai to show his face and protect you.

However, the competition among Tianyijiu's disciples is too fierce, and all of them are monsters.

It would be good to eliminate one or two in the first round.

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

…

The two of them had their own thoughts and left the forbidden area in the middle territory together.

In order to prevent being ambushed and attacked by the Shadow Demon, the two never separated in the forbidden area of ​​​​the Central Region.

Lu Changan made another prediction and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

After leaving the forbidden area of ​​​​the Central Realm, the risk fluctuations and unknown variables in the hexagrams were greatly reduced, and finally became normal.

"Xiang Zhenjun, Jing will contact you within a few years regarding the compensation materials, repairing the array and other matters."

"Okay, wait for the good news."

Lu Changan knew that collecting space treasure materials and repairing Tinghai Pavilion's space formation could not be accomplished in just two or three years.

During this period, he will continue to practice magical powers and secret techniques 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 Demon Abyss seal, what other factors existed in the forbidden area of ​​​​the Central Region that affected his divination calculations?

When you leave that area and become a bystander, the fourth-level divination skills can sense it and glimpse the powerful destiny individuals that seem to be hidden in the mist of heaven.

…

A few days later.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, in a dark cave.

Wrapped in the huge spider web was a one-armed, white-haired young man wearing cloth with an ancient sword at his waist.

Nangong Xiu's eyes were calm, his aura was simple and restrained, and his body was wrapped in gray-white spider webs like a rice dumpling.

The wound of the arm that was broken off recently has been bandaged, affixed with a talisman to seal the aura, and wrapped with more spider webs.

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

A moment later, the sound of swords penetrated the dark clouds and came from dozens of miles away.

coming!

Nangong Xiu's heart sank to the bottom of his heart, and he continued to hold back his breath, like a dead thing entangled in a silk net.

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

A long-bearded man in a wide robe and long sleeves came with his hands and feet clasped in the air with a smile on his face, as if he were strolling leisurely in a courtyard.

Every time he takes a step, he crosses a hundred feet, which is the magical power of "shrinking the ground into an inch".

Behind the long-bearded man, there are three sheathed ancient swords on his back, like a swordsman traveling in the world of mortals.

In the dark cave, Nangong Xiu's face turned pale, and he sensed the powerful spiritual consciousness of the great monk, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like thousands of sword energies, penetrating every hole.

After the battle with Qizhenjun, Nangong recovered from his injuries and just returned to the civilized land of the Central Region, facing the encirclement and suppression by Tianjian Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, the Supreme Elder of Tianjian Pavilion, "Tianjian Lay Shi", approached the forbidden area of ​​​​the Central Region and prepared to kill him.

At the critical moment, Nangong Xiu consumed his original energy, cut off one of his arms, used the Heavenly Sword Escape Technique, and escaped to the forbidden area of ​​the Central Territory.

Because the depth of the forbidden area has great resistance to spiritual consciousness and mana, which affects the tracking induction.

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

Practitioner Tianjian, who was searching, suddenly frowned.

At some point, a yellow wind ghost mist arose around them, and several monsters that strayed into it were instantly turned into blood.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist Fu, looking for? If you can't find him, I, the two ghosts of Huang Quan, will look into the sky and listen to the earth to share your worries."

An overlapping sound of uncertain yin and yang seemed to come from the ghost realm.

In the ghostly mist of the yellow wind, a young man in yellow robes wearing a theatrical mask appeared. Under the half-cut mask, his pink face and thin lips with heavy make-up were revealed. His skin was as white as arsenic, unlike a figure from the earthly world.

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

The long-bearded man had long sleeves flowing and his tone was calm. He was not surprised by the arrival of [Underworld Ghost Lord].

Although he looks young, Old Ghost of Huangquan is the oldest among the three monks.

"Fellow Daoist Fu has thought too much. How can I have the leisure to interfere with your sword pavilion? The turmoil of demons this time is extraordinary. In addition, recently, warning signs have been sent from the sealing formation of the Demon Abyss. I think Fellow Daoist Fu is also preparing to come to investigate this matter."

The voice of the young man in yellow robe has two overlapping tones: that of a young boy and that of an old man.

"Well, Zhenjun Fuhai is out traveling, so this matter can only be investigated by you and me."

Layman Tianjian nodded and smoothed his beard, his voice was clear and upright.

This time he came to the Central Territory, not specifically to deal with Demon Sword Nangong Xiu, but just to take action along the way.

While they were talking, the yellow wind and ghostly mist filled the sky and the earth, and also penetrated into the cold underground cave where Nangong Xiu was.

The Heavenly Sword Layman's sword consciousness did not find the target.

"Let's go. This time there is a warning sign from the Demon Abyss Formation. Maybe a powerful demon has escaped."

Ghost Lord Huangquan looked impatient and urged Master Tianjian to set off and go to the sealing formation together.

The two great monks flew to the forbidden area of ​​​​the Central Region, and the speed was also slowed down a lot to avoid hitting the hidden space cracks.

…

"who!"

When bypassing a certain space crack, the Ghost King of Underworld sensed something, and he heard something with his supernatural power.

With his spiritual awareness of the sword, Layman Tianjian discovered an old man in sackcloth lying resting behind a stone dozens of feet away.
To be continued...