Chapter 502 Gathering

Liu Fan looked at Chen Yuan in front of him, feeling the pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator on his body, but felt in a trance in his heart, as if he was in a dream.

His memory of Chen Yuan was still about using the blood escape technique, running away for his life, his body was withered, and his essence and blood were depleted.

In the past hundred years, there has been no news about Chen Yuan. Liu Fan's cultivation level has also improved. He is no longer so eager for the relics of Master Qingyou and has left him behind.

But when he saw Chen Yuan again, he turned into a Yuanying monk.

Even though Liu Fan had been practicing for hundreds of years, he was profound and knowledgeable, and had even entered the Demon Realm, but he still found it difficult to accept it.

He, a true disciple of the Blood Spirit Sect and a Tianjiao monk, was far from having a baby. How could he, a bereaved dog, become a Nascent Soul monk?

More than a hundred years ago, Chen Yuan was not a Jiedan monk, and could not even last two rounds under him. Now he has become a senior expert, and he must be respectful.

Liu Fan felt extremely humiliated and terrified, but the strong pressure of the Yuanying monks prevented him from making any mistakes or even showing any disrespect on his face.

Chen Yuan stared at Liu Fan with cold eyes. He slowly withdrew his pressure and said calmly: "I won't do this next time. Fellow Daoist Liu is a monk in the sect. You should know that the majesty of the Nascent Soul monk cannot be offended."

Liu Fan felt even more humiliated in his heart, but on his face he cupped his fists and bowed, and said respectfully: "Senior taught me a lesson, and this junior will remember it."

Chen Yuan looked at Liu Fan for a while: "We haven't seen you for a hundred years. Fellow Daoist Liu has made great progress in cultivation. He is worthy of being a true disciple of the Blood Spirit Sect."

Liu Fan's heart trembled, and he replied respectfully: "The junior is just a small gain. The senior has already formed a Nascent Soul, and the junior is far behind."

Chen Yuan looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Fellow Daoist Liu was so majestic back then. He chased me to the sky and to the ground with no way out. I still remember it fresh."

Liu Fan's pupils shrank and he said with a wry smile: "Back then, I was ignorant and made enemies of my seniors. I really overestimated my capabilities. Please forgive me, seniors."

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes: "The six sects of Qi have been expelled from Qi by the Blood Spirit Sect for a hundred years. I can't bear the apology of Fellow Daoist Liu. Tomorrow at noon, I will go to the Blood Shadow Palace. Fellow Daoist Liu, please come back. ”

Liu Fan's expression changed slightly, but he did not dare to explain any more and bowed again: "Junior, please leave."

He turned around and stepped back, his steps a little heavy.

After walking out of Chen Yuan's cave, Liu Fan flew into the sky with a flash of light, his expression extremely gloomy.

There was a lot of sarcasm in Chen Yuan's words, and it was obvious that he had not let go of his past grudges.

He is only a pill-forming monk now. If he is targeted by a Nascent Soul monk, he will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating.

However, Chen Yuan did not hurt anyone, which made Liu Fan puzzled.

He was not afraid of Chen Yuan killing people. Even the Yuanying monks did not dare to attack the Blood Spirit Sect's pill-forming monks in the mountain gate of the Blood Spirit Sect.

But by calling Chen Yuan by his first name, he was disrespectful to the Nascent Soul cultivator. Chen Yuan could definitely punish him and make him suffer.

But Chen Yuan just mocked him indifferently and let him leave. Could it be that he was afraid of the power of the Blood Spirit Sect?

A flash of light flashed in Liu Fan's eyes, and he turned around and arrived at Xiao Lingzi's cave.

The blood bat flew in to report, and after a while, it flew out lazily and asked Liu Fan to come in and pay his respects.

Liu Fan walked through the long passage and came to the stone hall. Xiao Lingzi still had the same indifferent expression: "Has the matter assigned to you by the teacher been completed?"

"The disciple has notified the senior Yuanying who came to the door in the past two days, and all of them have been missed." Liu Fan responded respectfully, and then changed the topic, "But there is one more thing that the disciple needs to report to the master. Does the master still remember Ling Yun?" Send disciple Chen Yuan..."

He recounted the conversation he had just had with Chen Yuan, exactly as it was, and finally asked, "I can't figure out Chen Yuan's thoughts. Please ask Master to clear up my doubts."

After Chen Yuan escaped through the ancient teleportation array, he told Xiao Lingzi about the process of his enmity with Chen Yuan.

Xiao Lingzi would not take the treasure left by a late-stage pill-forming monk at all, and Liu Fan did not hide it at all.

But if it was the treasure left by the Nascent Soul cultivator, Liu Fan would not dare to reveal even half of it.

Xiao Lingzi frowned, and there was a trace of surprise in his voice: "Then it only took Chen Yuan more than a hundred years to form the Nascent Soul?"

"Disciple has seen with his own eyes that Nascent Soul is as powerful as a mountain." Liu Fan said.

Xiao Lingzi said thoughtfully: "This person had a lot of dissatisfaction in his words, but he did not punish him. He should be worried about his master's cultivation and the power of our sect, so he did not dare to provoke him rashly."

Liu Fan felt relieved, but still worried: "Master, this disciple has a deep hatred for this person. He will definitely not let him go. What should I do?"

Xiao Lingzi said: "Within this sect's mountain gate, this person will never dare to take your life. The most he can do is make things difficult for you, otherwise he will seek his own death."

"In a few days, he will enter the Demon Realm, and he will have no time to trouble you. When the Demon Realm is wiped out and you form a Nascent Soul, you won't have to worry about him."

When Liu Fan heard this, his face became even more worried: "This disciple is still far away from the realm of false infants. We still need to find the infant-forming spiritual object. Chen Yuan is watching eagerly..."

Xiao Lingzi pondered for a moment and said: "Don't worry, Lingyun Sect is just a medium-sized sect. As the supreme elder of Lingyun Sect, this person does not dare to provoke this sect easily, otherwise you will definitely not be able to escape unscathed."

"But after all, he is a Nascent Soul cultivator and a physical practitioner, so his strength should not be weak."

"Now it's good and evil teaming up again to deal with monsters. If the hatred between you and this person gets bigger, it won't look good on our sect's face."

"Let's do this. I will visit this person later, and stabilize him first, and wait until the matter in the Demon Realm is over before making any further calculations."

Liu Fan looked happy and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Master!"

"Wait for a moment, let me find out more about this person."

Xiao Lingzi took out a golden transmission note, put it to his mouth, said a few words silently, then raised his hand and threw it, the transmission note turned into a stream of light and flew out of the cave.

Then he closed his eyes and rested his mind, while Liu Fan stood aside and waited quietly.

About half an hour later, a golden stream of light flew into the cave, stopped in front of Xiao Lingzi, and turned into a transmission note.

Xiao Lingzi took it into his hand and listened attentively. After half a quarter of an hour, the transmission notes dispersed, turned into little streams of light, and disappeared into the air.

"Lead the way and go meet Chen Yuan for a while." Xiao Lingzi stood up slowly.

Liu Fan didn't dare to be negligent, he led Xiao Lingzi out of the cave, rolled up the light, and flew towards Yingke Peak.

He breathed a sigh of relief. He came to see Xiao Lingzi just to ask him to come forward and settle the matter.

In Xiao Lingzi's eyes, an early Yuanying monk with no foundation is nothing.

But to Liu Fan, even Nascent Soul Rogue Cultivator was a behemoth that he couldn't afford to offend.

The two came to Yingke Peak and landed in front of Chen Yuan's cave. Liu Fan took a step forward and said loudly: "Senior Chen, Master Liu is here to visit. Please take the time to meet me."

Not long after he finished speaking, the stone door of the cave slowly opened, and Chen Yuan's calm voice came out: "Fellow Taoist, please come in."

Seeing that Chen Yuan did not go out to greet him, Liu Fan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with a trace of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Lingzi is a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. No matter where he goes or who he meets, he is always respectful to him. When has this happened to him before?

But Xiao Lingzi didn't take it seriously and stepped in.

Chen Yuan almost died in Liu Fan's hands back then, and he must have a lot of resentment in his heart.

The two came to the stone hall. Chen Yuan was sitting on the main seat. He did not get up to greet him. He just held his hands slightly and said with a calm expression: "Fellow Daoist Xiao Lingzi is here. What important matters do you have?"

His attitude was very cold, but Xiao Lingzi didn't care and returned the favor: "I have admired the name of my Taoist friend for a long time, and I have been on good terms with you for a long time."

"Today I learned from my disciple that fellow Taoist has also come to the sect's mountain gate. How could I not show my friendship as a landlord and come here to visit fellow Taoist?"

He kept his posture very low, and Chen Yuan's expression softened a little: "Fellow Taoist, please sit down."

Xiao Lingzi smiled slightly, lifted his front, and sat down opposite Chen Yuan.

Liu Fan stood behind him, with his hands lowered and his head slightly bowed, his expression very respectful.

Chen Yuan did not prepare any spiritual tea, but just sat there, seemingly not intending to entertain guests at all.

Xiao Lingzi turned a blind eye to this and said with a smile: "I have stayed at the mountain gate for more than 20 years and don't know much about the world of immortal cultivation in Donghua Continent. Today I know that my Taoist friend has given birth to a baby. I am really happy and congratulated."

"In one hundred and forty years, he has cultivated from the late host stage to the early stage of Yuanying. Taoist friends have a talent that is rare in the world."

His words were full of compliments, but Chen Yuan still looked calm: "Fellow Taoist, you are so complimentary. Chen is just lucky and has some chance."

Xiao Lingzi smiled and finally stopped going around the bush: "I heard that there seemed to be some misunderstandings between Taoist fellow Taoist and disciple in the past?"

Chen Yuan glanced at Liu Fan and said calmly: "It's not just a misunderstanding. Chen almost died at the hands of his disciples back then, but he escaped by chance. It was a blessing in disguise that he achieved the level of cultivation he has today."

Xiao Lingzi's heart was moved, but he didn't ask further, and said with a smile: "What happened back then, the young disciple used the big one to bully the small ones, which is really wrong."

"However, it happened to be a war between good and evil at that time, and the disciple and his fellow Taoist had different positions. The fellow Taoist also set up a formation to ambush the disciple, and the disciple fought back. Even if there were some mistakes, it was understandable."

"At this time, erasing the Demon Realm is the top priority. Don't let the small lose the big."

"In my opinion, the enmity between Taoist friend and young disciple might as well be put aside, how about that?"

Chen Yuan glanced at Liu Fan again, with undisguised disgust in his eyes, and said coldly: "Do you mean, fellow Taoist, to let Chen put down his life-and-death grudge and not pursue any further charges?"

Xiao Lingzi's voice also turned cold: "The young disciple is the true disciple of this sect. Even if he makes mistakes, he will be disciplined by the sect. Do you want to make an enemy of this sect by saying this?"

Chen Yuan's expression changed, as if he was frightened by the name of Blood Spirit Sect, and his voice softened: "It's not impossible to let Chen no longer pursue this matter, but fellow Taoist needs to come up with an eighth-level demon pill."

A smile appeared on Xiao Lingzi's face again. He didn't want to make enemies with a Nascent Soul monk at will, especially at this critical moment against the Demon Realm.

"It's easy to tell. I happen to have a demon elixir from the Jing Salamander Demon King in my hand, so I gave it to fellow Taoist." As he said that, he took out a wooden box with a sealing talisman attached to it from the mustard seed ring and handed it to Chen Yuan.

In the cave, he sent a message to a righteous monk with whom he had made friends and inquired about Chen Yuan's details. He learned that he had been shopping for eighth-level demon elixirs at trade fairs. He was not surprised by this request.

It was precisely because he learned from the transmission notes that Chen Yuan had lost an arm of Taoist Du Kun and was very powerful that he came up with the idea of ​​settling the matter.

Chen Yuan took the wooden box, took off the spirit-sealing talisman, and opened it. Inside was a faint blue demon pill, exuding a strong demonic aura.

With a happy face, he closed the lid of the box and put it away.

When Xiao Lingzi saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little contempt for Chen Yuan.

Just an eighth-level demon pill made Chen Yuan lose his composure and put aside the hatred of life and death. He was indeed a small sect monk.

He glanced at Liu Fan, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "For the sake of fellow Daoist, the grudge between me and your disciple will be put to rest."

Xiao Lingzi said: "Fan'er, why don't you thank fellow Daoist Chen."

Liu Fan hurriedly saluted: "Junior has offended many times in the past, senior is magnanimous, junior is grateful."

Chen Yuan snorted coldly and said lightly: "The matter has been settled, please go back."

"I won't bother you anymore." Xiao Lingzi bowed and stood up to leave.

Liu Fan bowed again, followed Xiao Lingzi and walked out of the cave.

Chen Yuan looked at the backs of the two, his expression regained calm, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

...

Xiao Lingzi and Liu Fan left Yingke Peak, and Liu Fan whispered: "Master, is this matter over?"

Involving a Yuanying cultivator, although Chen Yuan said in person that he would not trouble him again, he was still a little worried.

Xiao Lingzi said calmly: "Although this person is fast in forming a Nascent Soul, he is only an early Nascent Soul cultivator after all, without any roots or foundation. The master gave him a step and took out an eighth-level demon pill, so he dared not refuse."

"If it weren't for the order from the head of the sect, as the host, this sect must not cause any trouble. I am worried that this person will take the opportunity to cause trouble, and he won't even take out the eighth-level demon pill."

Liu Fan felt relieved, and a wave of jealousy rose in his heart.

He didn't form a Nascent Soul, so how could Chen Yuan form a Nascent Soul?

He thought about it and whispered, "Master, Chen Yuan escaped from my disciples through the ancient teleportation array. It took him only a hundred years to form a Nascent Soul. He must have had a great opportunity."

"I don't know where he went. The ancient teleportation array has a very long teleportation distance. It is said that there are other continents in the human world. Could he have gone to other immortal cultivation worlds?"

"Or did he enter a space secret realm left by the ancients and get some rare treasures?"

Xiao Lingzi narrowed his eyes: "The most urgent task is to rescue the fellows from various sects trapped in the Demon Realm and wipe out the source of the demonic energy. Other things, put aside for the time being, and don't reveal the matter of the ancient teleportation array."

"Yes, disciple remembers it." Liu Fan was delighted and responded respectfully.

He understood Xiao Lingzi's character and planned everything before taking action.

Xiao Lingzi said this because he remembered this matter in his heart and would definitely make trouble for Chen Yuan in the future.

In the past, there were cultivators with great luck who entered the secret realm of space through the ancient teleportation array, obtained precious treasures, and made rapid progress in their cultivation.

Liu Fan did not believe in the legends of other continents, and thought that Chen Yuan had most likely entered a secret realm of space and obtained an opportunity, otherwise he would never have formed a fetus before him.

He could not deal with Chen Yuan, but Xiao Lingzi could. He must avenge the revenge of Chen Yuan's ambush and killing him.

…

The next day, Chen Yuan walked out of the cave, asked the person in charge of the Jindan in Yingke Peak, and came to the Blood Shadow Hall with Tang Jiugongzi and Song Ming.

Tang Jiugongzi and Song Ming came to the mountain gate of the Blood Spirit Sect yesterday and greeted Chen Yuan.

They will also enter the Demon Realm this time. Song Ming owed a favor to an elder of the Zhiyuan Sect and had to repay it.

Tang Jiugongzi was for a wind-attributed spiritual material to improve his own life-saving magic weapon.

Moreover, he was confident of his wind-traveling speed, unrivaled in Donghua, and there were four great cultivators accompanying him, so he was not afraid of the risk of entering the Demon Realm at all.

When the three entered the Blood Shadow Hall, more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators had gathered here, divided into two rows, sitting on the Taishi chairs in silence.

Master He, Lu Hong, and Elder Peng of Zhiyuan Sect were all among them. Chen Yuan nodded slightly and sat down in order. Young Master Tang Jiu and Song Ming lined up behind him.

The four main seats were all vacant, and the four great cultivators had not arrived yet. The atmosphere was slightly depressing.

After the three, more Nascent Soul cultivators walked into the hall one after another. Chen Yuan saw the figures of Xiang Ji, Xiao Mingyuan, and Master Tong of Jinwu Sect, smiled and nodded, and was not surprised.

There were only so many Nascent Soul cultivators in Donghuazhou. Those who entered the Demon Realm before were mainly the elders of the nine major sects. Now they can only be mainly Nascent Soul and scattered cultivators of various sects.

There are still some cultivators from the nine major sects who have not entered the Demon Realm, but they need to sit in two ancient formations and have no time to split themselves. They can only transfer Master He, Xiao Mingyuan, Lu Hong, Elder Peng and other cultivators who stayed at the mountain gate.

Xiao Lingzi also walked into the hall. Chen Yuan noticed that many cultivators nodded to Xiao Lingzi. He knew quite a few cultivators.

There was also a middle-aged cultivator with a long sword on his back. He had a dignified face. Chen Yuan recognized him at a glance. He was the head of Tiangang Sword Sect, Shen.

The portraits of the Yuanying cultivators of the six sects of Qi State were widely circulated in the Qi State's cultivation world and were well known to everyone.

The head of Shen had a cold expression and a sword-like gaze. He seemed to have noticed Chen Yuan's gaze and looked over.

Chen Yuan smiled and nodded. A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the head of Shen, and his eyes became much softer. He also nodded, sat on a chair, closed his eyes and rested.

Chen Yuan also saw Taoist Du Kun. He was one of the last cultivators to enter the hall. After seeing Chen Yuan, he immediately avoided his gaze.

Chen Yuan sneered in his heart. He cut off one of Taoist Du Kun's arms and had a deadly feud with him. It was just the opportunity to enter the Demon Realm to get rid of this person.

A quarter of an hour later, it was noon, and the hall was filled with thirty Nascent Soul cultivators, with only four main seats vacant.

At this time, four cultivators walked into the hall together, and Gu Zuo, whom Chen Yuan had met before, was among them.

The Nascent Soul monks in the hall stood up one after another, clasped their fists and saluted, shouting "Master Master", "Master Chu", "Master Daoxuan", "Gu Daoyou", "Sect Leader Yan" and so on.

The depressing atmosphere was swept away, and it felt like we were in a mortal market. There were sounds of hawking on both sides, and it was very lively.

Chen Yuan didn't know the four great monks, so he just bowed his hands and looked at Gu Zuo.

The great monk Yuanying was willing to give him a chance to exchange for the Jiuqu Huangsha. It was related to the restoration of the ancient teleportation array, and Chen Yuan was very concerned about it.

It was just that time was tight, so he came directly to the Blood Spirit Sect without having a detailed talk with Gu Zuo. Lu Hong was the only one who conveyed the message, so he inevitably had some doubts in his heart.

The four great monks had different expressions. Gu Zuo's expression was calm, he just nodded slightly and said nothing.

From the names of the people, Chen Yuan distinguished the other three great monks.

Yan Zhang, the head of the Blood Spirit Sect, has an extremely young appearance, with a weathered gaze and a smile on his lips. Although he is a demon cultivator with blood-stained hands, he looks the kindest.

Chen Yuan had heard about the deeds of Sect Master Yan. He once released thousands of blood spirits to kill two medium-sized demon sects, and his methods were extremely ruthless.

However, he has never touched a mortal, and the demon cultivator also knows that mortals are the cornerstone of the world of immortality.

No matter how low the proportion of people with spiritual roots is, there will still be more immortal cultivators than cultivating families.

The four major demon sects have all issued strict orders, strictly prohibiting their disciples from killing mortals at will in order to practice magical powers.

Daoxuan, the head of Tianxuan Sect, has a childlike face, a Taoist robe, and an air of immortality and Taoism.

His skin is as smooth and tender as a baby, his beard and hair are as white as crystal, like jade, and he looks like a fairy, and his breath is misty, like a fairy.

Daoxuan has a profound cultivation level. He once fought for seven days and seven nights with Long Pookong, the master of Moyuan Palace and whose reputation was even higher than that of Yan Zhang. He won with one move. From then on, the righteous path prevailed over the demonic path until today.

It is said that among all the great monks in Donghua Continent, he is the most promising person to transform into a god, and he is deeply respected by all the righteous sects.

Chu Xiao, the head of Jiangxian Mountain, is a middle-aged beautiful woman, dressed in palace attire and with a graceful expression.

Among the nine major sects in Donghua Continent, Zhiyuan Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Guhun Sect have no great monks. The heads of the other six sects are all great monks. Tianxuan Sect also has the elder Gu Zuo, with a total of seven great monks. She is the only female nun.

The four great monks came to the main seat and turned around. Daoxuan smiled and said: "Fellow Taoists, please take a seat."

Everyone then sat down, and the four major monks also sat down one after another. Daoxuan and Yan Zhang sat in the middle, and Gu Zuo and Chu Xiao were lined up on the left and right.

Dao Xuan looked around and spoke slowly: "Everyone who is here today knows about the Demon Realm.

"If the demonic realm continues to expand and the demonic energy escapes, the entire Donghua Continent will be depleted of spiritual energy and become a desert, and the world of immortality will be annihilated."

"Previously, Head Dragon of Demon Yuan Palace, Sect Master Wei of White Crane Sect, Sect Master Hong of Yin Bone Sect, and Elder Gu of our sect led thirty-two fellow Taoists deep into the Demon Realm. Unfortunately, they still underestimated the strength of the monster, and even the source of the demon energy was not found. It was discovered that he was trapped in it and has not returned yet. Only Elder Gu and four fellow Taoists managed to escape."

"Tomorrow, I, the Blood Spirit Sect Master Yan, the Master Chu of Jiangxian Mountain, and Elder Gu of our sect will enter the Demon Realm again, not only to rescue the trapped comrades from various sects, but also to explore the source of the demonic energy and work together to eradicate it. Demon Realm, eliminate this disaster."

"It is related to the rise and fall of the immortal world in Donghua Continent. I hope all fellow Taoists can temporarily put aside their differences between good and evil and personal grudges, work together, and cooperate sincerely to achieve success in one fell swoop."

"I am sure that all the fellow Taoists know the four of us, but there should be some who are not familiar with each other."

"Starting from the Taoist friend in the first seat on the left, let me introduce their identities and cultivation levels. They can also be called after entering the Demon Realm."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the monk sitting at the lower left corner. He was a middle-aged monk with a dull expression.

He stood up, bowed to everyone with clasped fists, and said calmly: "I am a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul in Xianxian Mountain White Pillow, and I have met all of you fellow Taoists."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he realized that this person was Bai Zhen, supporting the Ziyang Sect from behind.

There were many people who knew Bai Zhen, and they all returned the favor without saying a word.

After Bai Zhen sat down, the first monk on the right stood up and said: "Nie Yun, Xuanzong of Xia Tian, ​​is a monk in the early stage of Yuanying. I have met all of you fellow Taoists..."

The Nascent Soul cultivators who followed stood up one after another and announced their names. Among them were many people whom Chen Yuan had never seen but whose reputations he had heard of.

He Zhenren, Xiao Mingyuan, Lu Hong and others also announced their names one after another, and before they knew it, it was Chen Yuan's turn.

All the monks in the temple looked over, and except for those who knew Chen Yuan, they all looked more or less suspicious and inquisitive.

Most of the Nascent Soul monks present have been pregnant for at least a hundred years, and have had several opportunities before.

But half of the monks had never seen Chen Yuan before, and his appearance was so young that people couldn't help but feel curious.

Chen Yuan stood up, bowed with clasped fists, and said with a smile: "I am Chen Yuan of the Lingyun Sect, a monk in the early stage of Yuanying. I have met all of you fellow Taoists." (End of this chapter)