Chen Yun frowned slightly, but soon relaxed his brows and sighed softly.

He opened his mouth and a stream of dry blue icy flame gushed out of his mouth, splitting into thinner flames halfway and hitting the earth dragon's head accurately.

With a "crackling" sound, the earth dragon was instantly covered with a layer of blue frost and turned into two ice sculptures standing several feet in front of Chen Yun, motionless.

Immediately afterwards, a golden light like lightning flashed by, and two crisp "bang" sounds of shattering were heard.

The two earth dragon ice sculptures were easily smashed to pieces by a golden spirit sword swung out by Chen Yun, and then he made a move with one hand.

He calmly sucked two yellow pellets into his hands, then took a glance at them and threw them into the storage bag.

"What other magical powers do you have? Feel free to display them. I am eager to learn the true power of the magic arts of all the magicians!"

Chen Yun's expression remained calm as he spoke leisurely.

The yellow fog on the opposite side fell into silence. It was obvious that the bald mage was shocked by how easily Chen Yun defeated the two earth dragons.

"Which sect are you from? Could you please tell me your elegant name? As far as I know, among the famous Nascent Soul cultivators, no one has a face that matches yours. Could it be that you have just been promoted to Nascent Soul cultivator in the past hundred years?"

A moment later, a low response came from the yellow fog from the bald mage, and his tone no longer contained the previous arrogance.

"I am just an insignificant person. Even if I tell you, I am afraid you will not be able to understand. Since you have no intention of attacking, I will no longer be polite."

Chen Yun's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and his tone became extremely cold.

He stretched out his hand and gently patted the spirit beast bag at his waist. Suddenly, countless flying insects glittering with golden light emerged from the bag like a tide. They were the golden gold-eating insects that Chen Yun had carefully cultivated.

This was the first time Chen Yun officially drove these spirit insects into battle.

He was just about to try using these spirit insects to fight against Nascent Soul cultivators to see what the effect would be.

"Gold-eating bugs! You actually have gold-eating bugs? And there are so many of them?"

What surprised Chen Yun was that before he ordered these flying insects to attack, the yellow-robed monk on the other side shouted out the name of the gold-eating insect, with obvious fear in his voice.

Then, the yellow fog turned around and fled without saying a word, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a yellow shadow and rushed away through the air.

Seeing that this man was trying to escape, how could Si Feng just sit there and watch? He flapped his wings behind him rapidly, and his whole body was suddenly flashing with lightning.

Accompanied by the deafening thunder that erupted in an instant, Si Feng disappeared in a flash of lightning.

When Chen Yun appeared again, he was already standing in front of the yellow-robed monk.

Faced with the sudden appearance of Chen Yun, the other party's eyes were filled with shock.

Obviously, it had never expected that Chen Yun's escape technique was so fast that he appeared in front of it in the blink of an eye.

There was a cold look in Chen Yun's eyes, and a green gourd was already floating in front of him.

"Huh! Huh!"

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, green vines quickly sprang out of the gourd like living things.

They seemed to have vitality, and in a flash they wrapped around the yellow-robed monk at a speed that was jaw-dropping.

Before the yellow-robed monk could react, he was tightly bound by the vines.

At the same time, golden evil-repelling divine thunder burst out from the vines, instantly smashing it into pieces.

The corners of Chen Yun's mouth rose slightly, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and then he stretched out his finger, and countless gold-eating insects rushed towards the yellow-robed monk like a tide, devouring his Nascent Soul.

After completing all this, Chen Yun skillfully put the other party's storage bag into his pocket, and then flew slowly towards the fat old man and others with a calm expression.

"Thank you for your help, senior! May I ask your name? I, Huang Fenggu Lei Wanhe, would like to express my gratitude!"

Before Chen Yun arrived, the fat old man took a few steps forward and bowed deeply.

Except for the female cultivator named Nie Ying who had already announced her name, the others all stepped forward upon seeing this and bowed respectfully to express their gratitude!
"Shi Qiyun of the Giant Sword Sect, Tang Minghua of the Hidden Moon Sect, and Qian Huan of the Tianque Fort, pay their respects to our seniors."

The three of them expressed their gratitude almost in unison, and their expressions all looked very respectful and full of gratitude.

"Senior!" Chen Yun touched his chin and a strange look appeared on his face.

The plump elder is Lei Wanhe, a Jindan realm practitioner from the Golden Valley. Despite the passage of many years, his cultivation level is still stagnant at the peak of Jindan realm.

It is true that it is not easy to break through the bottleneck of the Jindan stage to the Yuanying stage, and not everyone can overcome it easily.

Although this situation is quite common from the perspective of the rules of the immortal cultivation world, Chen Yun still felt a sense of inexplicable confusion and doubt deep in his heart.

As for the peerless beauty named Nie Ying, she was the "Senior Sister Nie" who had met Lei Linggen and Murong brothers once before and who had helped them.

This girl was extremely talented, beautiful and intelligent, and at that time, there were countless male disciples who were attracted to her.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing her for so many years, this woman has successfully condensed the golden elixir. While Chen Yun was silent and looked at Lei Wanhe and Nie Ying with a complicated expression, Lei Wanhe also secretly doubted in his heart.

The "senior" in front of him not only looked too young, but also had the secret to maintaining his youthful appearance. What was even more puzzling was that he always felt that the other person's seemingly ordinary face seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

This made him feel both astonished and a little uneasy. Nie Ying stared at Chen Yun with her beautiful eyes, and there was also a gleam of doubt in the depths of her eyes.

Obviously, the woman also noticed something unusual. Chen Yun naturally would not waste time here. He smiled slightly and finally spoke: "I think after we parted that year, Master Lei really has forgotten me."

"Uncle Master? You...you are..."

When Lei Wanhe heard Chen Yun respectfully addressing him as "Uncle Master", he was so shocked that his eyes were dumbfounded and he was speechless for a moment. Then he suddenly realized what had happened and he began to stutter in shock.

The other people present were also stunned when they heard this. This Yuanying-stage senior suddenly called Lei Wanhe "Uncle Master", which really made them unable to understand for a while.

Only Nie Ying, upon learning of this, looked at Chen Yun again in astonishment, and then said with a drastic change of expression: "Are you, Chen Yun... Junior Brother Chen?"

There was disbelief in her exclamation.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Nie could recognize Chen."

Chen Yun said with surprise.

"You are indeed the nephew of Chen from back then."

Lei Wanhe swallowed hard and muttered with a dull look in his eyes.

Although all kinds of bizarre things happen constantly in the world of immortal cultivation, it is not uncommon for practitioners with outstanding qualifications to leap from the status of disciples to become equal to their elders.

However, a junior fellow apprentice who was originally only in the Foundation Establishment Stage was promoted to a senior figure in the Nascent Soul Stage in the blink of an eye. Even a knowledgeable person like Lei Wanhe found it difficult to accept this fact for a while.

"Uncle Lei, there is no need to be so surprised. However, this is not the place to talk. Let's talk in detail on the way."

Chen Yun looked around and said calmly.

"I really don't deserve the title of uncle. Since Senior Chen has entered the Nascent Soul stage, he is the senior of us. I will follow your arrangements in everything."

Lei Wanhe's face turned red and white several times, and he finally smiled bitterly and said. His words always maintained the initial respect, without any intention of neglect.

Although Chen Yun had previously held a high status, he has now surpassed the former in terms of his own cultivation and supernatural powers. Therefore, he naturally dared not treat Chen Yun in the same way and accept such a respectful title from him.

At this time, the other three cultivators present, after some thought, finally had a preliminary understanding of the relationship between Chen Yun and Lei Wanhe. After looking at each other, an expression of indescribable surprise appeared on their faces.

Chen Yun did not show any surprise at Lei Wanhe's proposal. After a brief silence, he nodded in agreement.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lei has invited me so warmly, I will not refuse. We must leave this place immediately. Considering that your escape speed may be a little slow, why don't I do it for you and take you to a safe place."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yun reached out to the storage bag, tapped it lightly, and when his palm turned, an exquisite and unique item appeared in his hand.

Then, he threw the object lightly, and with a flash of light, an exquisite square flying car appeared in front of everyone. It was the wind-controlling car that Chen Yun had recently obtained.

At this moment, driven by the magic formula, the flying car expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it reached a huge size of more than ten feet.

"Please get on the bus as soon as possible!" Chen Yun gave the order without hesitation.

Lei Wanhe and others naturally had no objection and jumped into the car one after another.

After Chen Yun stepped into the Wind Control Wheel, he immediately injected the spiritual power in his body into it. After the flying car trembled slightly, it turned into a white lightning and sped away. Its speed was so fast that it far exceeded the flying speed of ordinary magic weapons.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the Windmill display such amazing speed, everyone else was delighted.

They knew very well that with this flying car, the mages would definitely not be able to catch up, and they were finally able to put their minds at ease.

"My fellow Taoists, as far as I know, Fengyuan Country seems to have fallen into the control of the magicians. May I ask why you are here and why you are being stopped by a high-level magician? You must know that if this place is not located in a remote area, even if I take action myself, I am afraid it will be difficult to get out of the predicament so easily."

Chen Yun asked casually while driving the car forward.

When the five people heard this question, they exchanged glances. Lei Wanhe was undoubtedly the leader among them. After thinking for a moment, he slowly answered:
"In fact, you may not know that we were forced to participate in this incident. We were originally ordered by the alliance to garrison here to perform core tasks. However, due to an accident at the border, we were delayed for several days and heard that Fengyuan was invaded by Mulan. In order to keep our whereabouts secret, we chose a remote path to return and encountered low-level warriors on the way. We had no choice but to wipe them out. Unfortunately, there happened to be a Nascent Soul Stage master nearby who noticed the battle, and we were in trouble. Although there was a huge gap in strength, it would be dangerous to flee separately, so we decided to give it a try. If we hadn't been lucky enough to meet Senior Chen for help, I'm afraid we would have died."

While expressing his gratitude, Lei Wanhe carefully observed his former "Junior Brother Chen" again.

In fact, even now, it all still felt like a dream to him.

After hearing this, Chen Yun lost interest in asking further questions and just nodded. However, after a while, he raised a new question:

"Thinking back to what happened in the Yellow Maple Valley, it seems like a lifetime ago. The current Yellow Maple Valley's low-level disciples have probably been replaced several times."

"Dear Senior Chen, do you still have the intention to return to Huangfeng Valley?" Nie Ying suddenly asked at this critical moment.

"Return to Yellow Maple Valley? I have no such intention. Now I am an elder of the Luoyun Sect of the Heavenly Dao League. I live a comfortable and satisfying life here. Therefore, I do not plan to embark on the journey back again."

Chen Yun frowned slightly and answered calmly.

Hearing Chen Yun's decisive reply, Nie Ying showed a trace of disappointment on his face, while Lei Wanhe showed a complex and changeable expression with a hint of elusiveness.

The other three people who were not familiar with Chen Yun naturally did not dare to interrupt rashly.

Seeing Chen Yun's firm attitude, as if he would never turn back to Huangfeng Valley, Nie Ying and Lei Wanhe looked at each other and could only smile helplessly.

Just as the two were in trouble, Chen Yun was silent for a moment, then turned to the middle-aged male cultivator from Yanyue Sect and asked slowly:
"Does Yanyue Sect have a female disciple named Nangong Wan? How is she doing now?"

There was a deep concern in Chen Yun's voice.

The middle-aged monk named Tang Minghua was shocked when he heard this, and then replied respectfully:

"Yes, Senior. Uncle Nangong is currently in charge of the sect, and the situation in all aspects is very stable. I believe that Senior and Uncle Nangong have known each other for a long time, which is surprising."

The middle-aged male cultivator Tang Minghua answered fluently and appeared very serious and enthusiastic, because for him, establishing a good relationship with a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator would undoubtedly bring countless valuable opportunities and benefits.

"Indeed, we are old acquaintances. In the past years, Senior-Uncle Nangong Wan has provided great help to me. I have always hoped to meet her again. However, due to trivial matters, I have never been able to find a suitable opportunity."

Chen Yun sighed, a look of deep nostalgia revealed on his face as he whispered to himself.

"Although Uncle Nangong rarely receives guests, it is not difficult for seniors to see Uncle Nangong if they are interested. It is known that in three months, Uncle Nangong will hold a double cultivation ceremony with Elder Wei of Huayi Sect and tie the knot. The ceremony mainly invites high-level monks of the alliance to attend. If Senior Chen has an old acquaintance with him, and comes to our sect to watch the ceremony, Bi Zong will treat him wholeheartedly." (End of this chapter)