Chapter 114 Obtaining the crying soul, the spirit of fire, and the appearance of Xutian Palace!

The blood mist under Chen Yun surged and turned into surging blood light, which quickly disappeared into the valley.

In a few breaths, Chen Yun had reached the top of the mountain.

A palace built entirely of green jade appeared before their eyes.

"Husband"

Following a soft call, a purple spirit in a purple dress floated in front of Chen Yun.

He looked towards Chen Yun, his eyes and brows full of joy.

"The pinnacle of foundation building."

Chen Yun's consciousness swept over Zi Ling and he nodded slightly: "It seems that my cultivation has not fallen behind during this period of time."

As he spoke, several bulging storage bags were thrown in front of Zi Ling.

"Husband, what is this?"

Zi Ling stared at the storage bag that was handed to her, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"There are some monster materials and inner elixir in here."

After so many years of hunting in the outer sea, what is contained in this box are some level 5 and level 6 monster materials and inner elixirs.

As for the inner elixirs made from the seventh and eighth level monster materials, Chen Yun did not choose to take them out.

After all, for Chen Yun, these materials would be more valuable if taken to the Tiannan region.

"so much!"

When his spiritual sense swept across these storage bags, a hint of surprise flashed in Zi Ling's eyes.

Although the Chaos Star Sea is rich in monster resources, the sudden appearance of so many level five and six monsters is far beyond Zi Ling's imagination.

You should know that the value of these monster materials exceeds that of the entire Miaoyin Sect.

Chen Yun nodded slightly, staring at Zi Ling and said, "Exchange it for some spirit stones. If you come across ancient spirit roots like the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo that have roots that can grow, buy them for me no matter how many spirit stones it costs."

Zi Ling was slightly stunned. Although she didn't know why Chen Yun wanted these spiritual objects, since it was Chen Yun who said so, she didn't ask any more questions.

"Don't worry, my husband. Leave all of this to me."

"By the way, Wen Siyue is really talented."

Suddenly, Zi Ling changed the subject and said, "Now that your cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building, you may be able to break through to the Jindan stage before me."

"After she breaks through the Jindan stage, I can hand over the Miaoyin Sect to her."

Zi Ling's delicate body gently pressed against Chen Yun's arms, and a faint fragrance filled his nose.

Chen Yun stretched out his right hand, took advantage of the situation and hugged Zi Ling's slender waist, and smiled softly: "Let's go."

After saying that, Chen Yun led Zi Ling directly into the house.

At the same time, several female disciples of Miaoyin Sect who were standing outside the door lowered their heads with blushing cheeks as they listened to the lewd music coming from inside the house.

After some joy, Chen Yun looked at Zi Ling, whose smooth chest was exposed in his arms, and asked in a low voice: "Give me a sea map near Qingyang Gate."

"Qingyang Sect?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Zi Ling's eyes, and she couldn't help but say, "This is a major sect of the Demon Sect, and the Qingyang Patriarch is at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Did your husband offend them?"

Looking at the worried Zi Ling, Chen Yun smiled and patted Zi Ling's hair, saying, "Not yet, but the young master of Qingyang Sect has a treasure in his hand that I must get."

"I see."

Zi Ling suddenly understood and nodded gently: "But the cultivation level of the young master of Qingyang Sect is not low, and he also has many treasures bestowed by the young master of Qingyang Sect."

"I'm afraid it's difficult to deal with."

Chen Yun gently stroked Zi Ling's smooth face and comforted her softly, "I am now in the pseudo-infant stage. Even the Qingyang Patriarch can't do anything to me, let alone the young master of the Qingyang Sect."

"If that's the case, then I'll be relieved."

Zi Ling nodded vigorously, and her whole body leaned completely against Chen Yun's arms.

a few days later.

Chen Yun, who had obtained the Qingyang Gate's sea map, stepped on the blood mist and rushed towards the outside of the island.

Through Zi Ling's inquiries, Chen Yun learned that the young master of Qingyang Sect was not in Qingyang Sect at this time.

Instead, he practiced in seclusion on an island thousands of miles away from Qingyang Gate.

This saves a lot of trouble.

After all, if he were in Qingyang Sect, he would have to face the Qingyang Patriarch.

"Rumble"

With a piercing roar, blood mist cut through the air and stopped outside an island shrouded in green spiritual light.

"As expected of the young master of Qingyang Sect, there is actually such a large island protection formation here."

Chen Yun smiled and gently stroked the storage bag.

A compass has appeared in his hand.

This is the formation compass given by Ruyin. When facing the formation light curtain, it can break open a passage and allow one to escape into it secretly.

Chen Yun pointed with his right hand, and the formation compass instantly burst out with a pale white light.

With a "sizzle", the formation compass fell heavily on the formation light curtain.

A gap that was only wide enough for one person to pass through appeared in front of Chen Yun.

Without any hesitation, Chen Yun pinched the magic formula with one hand and used the breath-concealing technique to isolate the spiritual power on the surface of his body. Then he turned into a stream of light and quickly escaped into the island.

After entering the island, Chen Yun was surprised to find that the place was full of birdsong and flowers, emerald green spiritual herbs, and abundant spiritual energy.

Just looking at the spiritual energy, they are much stronger than the Miaoyin Sect.

Chen Yun's spiritual sense surged and he quickly began to investigate.

Soon, Chen Yun's gaze fell on the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, there was a bronze pagoda hundreds of feet high, covered with green flames, which looked particularly strange.

From a distance, Chen Yun could even hear the sounds of music coming from the bronze pagoda.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the young master of Qingyang Sect is in that pagoda."

Chen Yun stroked his chin gently, then his body shook and turned into a phantom, escaping towards the ancient bronze tower.

Under the Qingyang Tower.

A tall and slender young man in gorgeous robes walked out of the ancient tower.

He was wearing an emerald green robe, with light blue demonic fire flowing around him, and his eyes were glowing a strange green light.

"Huh! Huh!"

As several piercing sounds of breaking through the air were heard, two old men in green robes landed in front of the ancient tower and bowed to the man:

"My subordinates see you, young master."

The young master of Qingyang Sect looked lazy and whispered, "How is it going?"

"Clap clap clap!"

The old man with a white beard on the right clapped his hands lightly.

A group of graceful girls in white dresses came to the ancient tower at the urging of dozens of green-robed monks.

The young master of Qingyang Sect glanced at nearly a hundred girls, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and asked: "Are they all virgins?"

The bald old man on the left nodded, cupped his hands and replied, "Don't worry, young master, everything has been checked."

"Send it into the tower."

The young master of Qingyang Sect waved his right hand, and nearly a hundred girls, driven by the monks of Qingyang Sect, walked towards the pagoda.

These graceful women in white seemed to know what was going to happen next. They all covered their eyes and let out sobbing sounds.

Looking at the appearance of the women, the young master of Qingyang Sect raised his lips slightly, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes: "When I use these women as a cauldron, I will definitely be able to break through to the late stage of Jindan."

"call out!"

At the same time, a white figure flashed by and landed heavily in front of the ancient tower.

Chen Yun glanced at the nearly one hundred girls, and his cold eyes swept across the cultivators present. He quickly looked at the young master of Qingyang Sect and said, "I guess you are the young master of Qingyang Sect."

There are three Jindan cultivators here, namely this young man and two old men.

Their cultivation levels are all in the middle stage of Jindan. Apart from that, the remaining disciples of Qingyang Sect wearing green robes have different cultivation levels. Except for seven or eight at the foundation-building stage, the rest are Qi-training stage cultivators.

For Chen Yun, these are nothing to be afraid of.

"Who are you!"

Feeling the pseudo-infant stage cultivation emanating from Chen Yun, Qingyangmen's pupils shrank slightly.

The two elders of Qingyang Sect flashed and landed one by one behind the young master of Qingyang Sect.

The two of them looked at each other, and both saw that Chen Yun was extraordinary, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

If Chen Yun's cultivation was only at the middle stage of the Jindan stage, the two would have probably taken action to kill Chen Yun long ago.

"If I were you, I would never activate that token at this moment."

Chen Yun glanced at the young master of Qingyang Sect and spoke lightly.

I saw that his right hand, hidden in his sleeve, was holding a bronze token.

Just about to activate the token.

Hearing Chen Yun's words, the young master of Qingyang Sect's face froze. He thought his actions were very secretive, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't hide it from Chen Yun.

"Young Master, hurry up!"

At this moment, the two young masters of Qingyang Sect beside him suddenly jumped up, emitting emerald green demonic flames all over their bodies.

The aura emanating from the two of them suddenly rose to the late Jindan stage.

The moment he saw the two of them starting to fight, the young master of Qingyang Sect immediately poured his spiritual power into the token.

A stream of green light quickly emerged from the token and disappeared into the ancient tower.

In an instant, the entire pagoda was filled with rumbling sounds, and emerald green flames completely enveloped the ancient pagoda.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Yun chuckled and shook his wrist.

A dark blue water gourd appeared in his hand.

With a "diluo" sound, a piercing blue gem flew out from the water gourd.

"Crash!"

At this moment, the biting blue cold flame surged out from the orb, and the cold flame surged, reaching the two Qingyang Sect elders in an instant.

"what!"

Although the two of them temporarily improved their cultivation to the late Jindan stage, they were still powerless against Chen Yun, who was in the false infant stage.

Surrounded by the cold fog, the two were instantly frozen into ice sculptures and died on the spot.

At this moment, emerald green flames suddenly emanated from the entire pagoda.

"Boom!"

Raging flames continued to pour out from the bottom of the tower.

Looking at this scene, the surrounding girls and Qingyang Sect disciples all showed fear on their faces and fled in all directions.

After all, the battle in front of them was far beyond the ability of these monks to get involved.

Chen Yun glanced at the ancient green tower in the distance, and saw raging flames constantly gushing out from the ground.

It is obvious that this ancient tower was built on an underground volcano, and a formation was arranged to cover the underground volcanic power on the green ancient tower.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Yun raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's a bit weird."

The underground flames combined with the ancient green tower formed an excellent defensive formation.

Chen Yun pointed at the blue orb with his right hand.

"Boom!" The surging cold fog gushed out again at this moment and sprinkled on the green ancient tower.

The constant interweaving of flames and ice produced a harsh roar.

The entire pagoda kept shaking, and the green flames on it kept dissipating.

"Damn!!!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the young master of Qingyang Sect cursed inwardly, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but shout out:

"Why is this person's method so powerful that he can actually defeat the defense of Qingyang Pagoda?"

With this in mind, he glanced at the green token and said fiercely: "It seems that we can only destroy the formation here and trigger the demonic fire underground."

"Only in this way can we hold on until the ancestor arrives."

Thinking of this, the young master of Qingyang Sect squeezed the token hard.

"Click"

Accompanied by a crisp clicking sound, clear cracks quickly appeared on the token.

At the same time, without the restriction, the green magic fire under the pagoda rolled out, and the Qingyang Magic Fire, which had been weak, rapidly surged at this moment.

"what?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Yun waved his hand, and the blue gem was quickly absorbed into the water gourd.

Standing on the blood cloud, he rose into the air and looked quietly at the ancient green tower below.

At this moment, surging blue magma continued to gushed out from under the ancient tower, completely burning the surrounding land.

Thick smoke continued to billow out from the ancient tower.

The pungent smell of smoke caused some birds and animals to flee in all directions.

Chen Yun put his hands behind his back and was not in a hurry. When the young master of Qingyang Sect destroyed the token, the light curtain of the formation covering the ancient tower became stronger.

But all this is just a temporary illusion created at the cost of destroying the formation.

In Chen Yun's opinion, there is no need to resist the Qingyang Demon Fire under the ground. Once the pagoda is destroyed, the young master of Qingyang Sect will be easily captured.

"Ancestor, when will you come?"

Looking at Chen Yun, who was floating in the air with his feet on the blood cloud, the young master of Qingyang Sect was extremely anxious.

But the ancestor is thousands of kilometers away from here. If he cannot get there before the pagoda is destroyed, he will die.

"Fellow Daoist, what on earth did I do to provoke you?"

The young master of Qingyang Sect turned pale and asked Chen Yun immediately.

"You didn't provoke me, you just had bad luck."

Chen Yun replied lightly with a blank expression on his face.

After listening to Chen Yun's words, the young master of Qingyang Sect bit his lip and begged, "Daoyou, as long as you can let me go, I can tell you a great opportunity."

"A great opportunity?"

Chen Yun raised his eyebrows slightly. In his opinion, the greatest opportunity for the young master of Qingyang Sect was the Soul-Crying Beast.

If one were to impose one, then it would be considered the cultivation method of the Qingyang Demon Fire. After all, it was the method practiced by the ascended Qingyang ancestor. Judging from its power alone, it is not much weaker than the Xuanyin Sutra.

But all of this can be obtained after killing Young Master Qingyang, so why should we let him go?

Chen Yun raised his lips slightly and said coldly: "If I kill you, the so-called opportunity will fall into my hands."

"hehe!"

After listening to Chen Yun's words, the young master of Qingyang Sect suddenly sneered: "I know a place where the fire spirits are nurtured. If you can let me go, I can tell you about it."

Chen Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and a barely perceptible joy flashed in his eyes. He knew that as long as his Zhiyang Bird scroll absorbed the essence of fire, it would be very likely to give birth to a real Zhiyang Bird.

With this in mind, Chen Yun glanced at the young master of Qingyang Sect and said lightly: "In this case, it seems that your value is higher than I thought."

"Just let me live, as long as I get to a safe place, I will tell you its location."

Listening to Chen Yun's words, a smile appeared on the face of the young master of Qingyang Sect, and then he replied.

Chen Yun glanced at the young master of Qingyang Sect and said calmly: "If that's the case, then I won't spare your life."

As Chen Yun finished speaking, a golden gourd flew out of his mouth.

The golden gourd was suspended above his head, shining with golden light, looking quite magical.

"call out!"

As Chen Yun finished speaking, a golden light flashed and a magic sword quickly flew out of the magic sword.

It was so fast that it cut through the air and appeared in front of the young master of Qingyang Sect out of thin air.

The hot magma gushing out from the ground was unexpectedly unobstructed and was easily pierced through by the spirit sword.

"This is!!!"

The young master of Qingyang Sect opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

The Water Gourd contains the Sunflower Water Yin Thunder, which can restrain fire spells, but its attack methods are too wide to destroy the formation outside the ancient tower.

However, although the golden magic sword in the Jinxing Gourd cannot restrain the Qingyang Magic Fire, it is the sharpest.

The Qingyang Demonic Fire alone could not stop the spiritual sword at all.

"call out!"

As the piercing thunder sounded, a golden spirit sword flashed by and quickly sank into the chest of the young master of Qingyang Sect.

Bright red blood continuously gushed out from the chest of the young master of Qingyang Sect.

His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

When the young master of Qingyang Sect died tragically, the light curtain on the ancient tower disappeared with the wind, as if it had never appeared.

Chen Yun stepped on the blood cloud and went directly into the ancient tower.

At this time, the young master of Qingyang Sect was lying dead on the spot, covering the wound on his chest.

Looking at the corpse of the young master of Qingyang Sect, Chen Yun waved his sleeves, stretched out his right hand, and touched the center of the eyebrows of the young master of Qingyang Sect.

Although Chen Yun's cultivation had not reached the Nascent Soul stage, his consciousness was no weaker than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator after being tempered by the Dayan Jue.

Powerful spiritual consciousness continued to flow into the remaining souls of Qingyang Sect.

Chen Yun's eyes moved slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "So the so-called spirit fire is right below!"

As he spoke, Chen Yun waved his sleeves, and the storage bag and spirit beast bag on the waist of the young master of Qingyang Sect flew into the air and were taken into his sleeves.

Chen Yun once again took out the water gourd.

At this moment, a surging cold current surged out from the water gourd, condensing into a thick ice shield on Chen Yun's body surface.

Chen Yun's figure flashed and turned into a shadow, escaping towards the green magma below.

The piercing flames kept attacking Chen Yun, but Chen Yun's body was protected by cold mist. Even though the flames kept getting closer, they still couldn't hurt Chen Yun at all.

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and followed the memories he got from the remaining soul of Young Master Qingyang.

The so-called place of fine fire is in this volcanic area.

Of course, this place of fine fire was not naturally created, but was artificially created by the ancestor Qingyang of the previous generation.

In addition to wanting to artificially create the spirit of fire, another purpose is to use it as a key place to practice the Qingyang Demon Fire.

Practicing Qingyang Demon Fire here can be said to be twice the result with half the effort.

Half a cup of tea later, Chen Yun arrived at the bottom of the magma, and a valley appeared in front of him.

Green and red balls of light were suspended in the air, like fire elves.

Looking at these balls of light formed by the fire elves, Chen Yun showed joy and waved his sleeves.

The Zhiyang Bird scroll rose into the air and hovered in front of him.

"Photography!"

As Chen Yun pinched his fingers to perform a magic spell, he saw rays of green and red light transform into streams of light and were absorbed into the scroll.

As it absorbs more and more blue and red spiritual light, the Zhiyang bird in the scroll becomes more and more dazzling, as if it is about to fly out of the scroll.

"Just these flame essences have doubled the power of my Fat Sun Bird."

Chen Yun's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

As Chen Yun continued to walk deeper into the valley, he could find that the fire essence around him was becoming more and more numerous and larger.

"Huh! Huh!"

As the shrill buzzing sound sounded, streams of green and red light could be seen continuously pouring into the Zhiyang Bird scroll.

Not only did the Zhiyang bird in the painting get moisturized, but the entire scroll also emitted a red glow, making it look particularly magical.

"I don't know where the Fire Spirit is."

The place is covered with raging lava, and cannot be explored with spiritual sense. We can only take one step at a time and see what happens.

With this in mind, Chen Yun strode towards the depths of the valley.

The essence of fire here is half the size of a person, emitting dazzling green and red light, looking particularly magical.

“Great tonic, great tonic!”

Looking at the countless essences of fire, Chen Yun's face was full of smiles. He then pinched his fingers to perform a magic spell and pointed towards the Zhiyang Bird scroll.

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"

As the sounds of birds chirping rang out, scarlet-colored Zhiyang birds began to fly out of the scroll one after another.

Devouring the essence of fire.

Chen Yun put his hands behind his back, staring at the densely packed Zhiyang Birds. He could clearly feel the Zhiyang Birds' aura becoming increasingly powerful.

After half an incense stick of time.

The essence of the fire here was completely devoured, and Chen Yun gently waved towards the countless fat yang birds.

The two Zhiyang birds quickly merged into one, turning into a Zhiyang bird that was more than the size of a person.

Chen Yun took a rough look and could clearly feel the aura emanating from this Zhiyang Bird, which was enough to rival that of a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.

"Not bad."

Chen Yun's face was full of smiles. Even if he didn't find the Spirit of Fire on this trip, it would still be a great harvest.

"what?"

Suddenly, a ball of red fire appeared in front of him.

Its feet were about the size of a human, and it emitted surging heat waves all over its body, which was very strange.

Feeling Chen Yun approaching, the blazing fireball stood there in a daze, obviously without any consciousness.

“Could this be the spirit of fire?”

Chen Yun touched his chin and muttered to himself. After all, this was a legendary spiritual object and not many people had seen it.

With this in mind, Chen Yun pointed with one hand, and the painting of the Zhiyang Bird in his hand quickly emitted a dazzling light.

"Photography!"

As Chen Yun pinched the magic formula, the fire spirit was quickly absorbed into the Zhiyang Bird scroll.

Seeing the Fire Spirit being absorbed into it, Chen Yun shook his wrist and directly put the Fat Yang Bird Scroll into the storage bag, then carefully examined the place again.

After realizing that there was no remaining fire essence, Chen Yun's figure flashed and turned into a phantom, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

Stepping on the blood cloud, Chen Yun landed on the island. Looking at the island that had been burned to ashes by the flames, he shook his head and said, "It's time to go. It's possible that the Qingyang Patriarch has already approached this place."

A certain endless and empty sea area suddenly became lively.

Every now and then, monks would fly towards here quickly, and then fly high into the sky in great surprise.

A majestic and huge palace floated in the air, motionless.

This palace is about a hundred feet high, and is made entirely of pure white jade. It is extremely exquisite and gorgeous, exuding a faint glimmer of light.

(End of this chapter)