Chapter 463: Old Place

Thirteen miles south of Leping County, there is a low mountain, about thirty feet high, with beautiful scenery.

On the gentle slope to the north of the mountain, there is a broken stele with green grass and the upper half of it broken off.

A beam of light fell, revealing Chen Yuan's figure, and he slowly came to the broken stele.

The words on the remaining stele were difficult to recognize, and only the two words "Erniu" could be vaguely seen.

Behind the broken stele was a slope with weeds swaying in the wind.

This was the burial place of the old scholar, and this stele was erected by Chen Yuan himself.

He still remembered that the old scholar's tomb was very neatly built, and this stele was also made of the best stone. Zhao Shan invited the best craftsman in Leping County and chose a place with the best feng shui.

But feng shui was obviously useless. The old scholar's tomb had disappeared and the tombstone was destroyed.

More than 180 years later, everything had changed beyond recognition.

Chen Yuan sighed lightly, raised his sleeves and flicked, and the broken stele from 180 years ago turned into dust and scattered with the wind.

The old scholar lost the last trace of his life in the world.

Chen Yuan took out a tombstone from the mustard seed ring, which was exactly the same as the one from 180 years ago, and also used the best stone.

He bought it in Leping County after leaving Chenjia Village, and spent ten taels of silver. Only rich people could afford it.

Chen Yuan had no silver in his hand, so he turned out a jade pendant from the corner of the mustard seed ring. He didn't know which monk it came from, and it was priceless. He gave it to the stonemason.

The stonemason was very frightened, and he was even more frightened when he saw Chen Yuan suddenly disappear.

Chen Yuan looked at the stele, pondered for a moment, raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and wrote a few words on the stele carefully.

The tomb of the former teacher, the scholar Yan Xiangpei, was erected by the student Chen Yuan.

He retracted his hand, and suddenly a green jade pendant appeared in his palm. On one side, there were mountains, rivers, and Baiyun Fairy Palace, and on the other side, there were the two words "Lingyun". The texture was delicate and warm, and the carvings were lifelike and ingenious.

Chen Yuan stroked the jade pendant in his hand and looked at the tombstone quietly.

After a long time, he slowly stepped back two steps, bowed deeply, and flew into the sky with a flash of light.

The hillside was still quiet, but there was one broken monument missing and a brand new one.

Around the monument, the weeds were still swaying in the wind.

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A small mountain range stretching for more than ten miles, with undulating hills, sparse vegetation, yellow sand and gravel, dry rivers, and thin spiritual energy.

One of the barren mountains was about a hundred feet high and bare. The loess on the surface of the mountain had been lost, leaving only gray-white rocks.

On the mountainside, there was a dark cave with a cave entrance about ten feet high. It was very deep and bottomless.

On this day, a beam of light fell at the entrance of the cave, revealing Chen Yuan's figure.

He looked at the deep entrance in front of him and stepped in.

After re-erecting the monument for the old scholar, he left Leping County and headed straight for this place.

The ancient teleportation array was in this cave.

The interior of the cave was dim and dark. After walking out for dozens of feet, it gradually became wider and finally turned into an empty stone hall.

Chen Yuan walked into the stone hall, but in Chen Yuan's eyes, it was like daylight.

The stone hall was about an acre in size, with a stone platform in the middle, one foot above the ground.

On the stone platform, there should have been an exquisite teleportation array, but now it no longer exists.

The stone platform was covered with traces of sharp blade cutting, crisscrossing, and the formation was unrecognizable. Only one corner was well preserved, with complicated black lines breaking from it, like twisting earthworms, ugly.

But after seeing this scene, Chen Yuan was relieved.

What he was most worried about was that the teleportation array was completely wiped out.

As long as a part of it is preserved, it can be repaired.

He looked around. There was nothing in the stone hall. The decayed formation flags left by the real person Qingyou had all disappeared.

The top wall above the stone platform was black, which was very different from the surrounding color.

When he teleported, the silver-white light column penetrated the barren mountain and reached the sky. These black rocks were filled in later.

Chen Yuan looked back thoughtfully. It seemed that not many people knew about the existence of this ancient teleportation formation.

Otherwise, this place would not have been roughly preserved in its original state, and even the barren mountain would have been refilled.

I don’t know what role Liu Fan played in it. One day, I have to ask myself to understand.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Chen Yuan’s eyes. He remembered the appearance of the teleportation formation in his mind and turned to walk out of the cave.

He flew into the sky, took out the formation plate and formation flag from the mustard ring, and laid a formation. The cave entrance twisted and slowly disappeared into the air.

This illusion array was obtained from Tian You. It is useless to Yuanying cultivators, but cultivators below Yuanying cannot see through it.

With a flash of light, Chen Yuan flew northward and headed straight for Lingyun Mountains.

When he passed over Huanyue Market, his speed slowed down a little.

When he met Liu Fan outside Huanyue Mountains, he performed blood escape four times in a row, was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and his Duyun Boat was damaged. He barely escaped from Liu Fan.

This escape lasted for more than a hundred years.

Looking down, Huanyue Market is still prosperous, just like it was one hundred and eighty years ago.

After leaving Huanyue Market, Chen Yuan did not stop all the way. It only took him a few hours to reach Lingyun Mountains thousands of miles away.

Looking at the towering cloud wall, Chen Yuan slowed down his speed.

This cloud wall that covered the sky and the sun made every Lingyun Sect disciple very awed, including Chen Yuan.

But now it seems that the ten thousand feet cloud wall is just magnificent, but in fact it is just a facade, and can only block Jindan cultivators.

In front of Yuanying cultivators, the cloud wall is vulnerable, and this is definitely not the real protective formation of Lingyun Sect.

He took out the identity jade card that had been lying in the corner of the mustard ring for more than a hundred years, and entered the cloud wall without any hindrance.

As long as his life lamp is not extinguished, he is still a disciple of Lingyun Sect.

After passing through the cloud wall, Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly opened up.

A continuous mountain range came into Chen Yuan's eyes.

More than a dozen thousand-foot peaks, straight into the sky, with lush pines and cypresses in the mountains, towering ancient trees, waterfalls flying in the sky, clear springs gurgling, cranes spreading their wings, and white apes playing.

One after another, large halls and pavilions, jade buildings, dotted in between, and long stone steps and corridors, like ropes tied to the mountainside, connecting the buildings one by one.

Looking down, there were beams of light flying back and forth, and in the valleys between the mountains, the footsteps of the cultivators were as fast as ants.

More than a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. Compared with when he joined Lingyun Sect, the mountain gate seemed to have not changed at all.

But upon closer inspection, the light in the sky was much sparser than before, and there were fewer cultivators walking in the mountains.

Chen Yuan flew forward. He did not show his cultivation level, and was inconspicuous among the foundation-building cultivators flying by.

He came to a peak in the south of the mountain gate and dropped the light.

This peak is only about a hundred feet high, and the mountain shape is short. Although the scenery is beautiful, it seems a bit mediocre among the many peaks of Lingyun Sect.

This is Yunyin Peak, and it is also the location of Chen Yuan's cave. (End of this chapter)