As to how the practitioners of both good and evil determined that the ordinary withered vines in the ancient monks' cave were the legendary Xuantian Immortal Vine, or whether they inferred it through studying the fragments left by the ancient monks, it remains a mystery to this day.

Initially, practitioners of both good and evil regarded this seemingly ordinary withered vine as a treasure, and even fought many fierce battles to fight for it.

However, when high-ranking figures from both the good and evil factions appeared, they decided to try to save the fairy vine first.

After all, even if the life of this fairy vine is successfully saved, when will it bloom and bear fruit again?

It is still unknown. Even if it only bears fruit once every 100,000 years, it is a very normal phenomenon for this Xuantian Immortal Vine.

Therefore, they tried their best and tried to use various magical skills and secret techniques to induce birth, or irrigate with spring water and liquids full of spiritual energy, and even turned their attention to the holy tree alcohol liquid of the three major sects: Luoyun Sect, Tianque Fort and Qianji Sect.

However, all efforts were in vain, and the fairy vine never showed any signs of recovery.

Faced with this cruel reality, the practitioners of both the good and evil factions had no choice but to give up. After a brief discussion, they decided to cut the Xuantian Immortal Vine into more than a dozen sections from root to tip, and then distribute them equally to both sides.

Although they failed to activate the Xuantian Immortal Vine in the end, at least they did not waste too much energy and time.

"I really didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Chen would be such an impatient person. The gambling fight is a matter of great importance, so you should be fully prepared. The two of us will not try to keep you here." Master Zhiyang smiled and said politely.

Chen Yun immediately nodded in agreement, clasped his fists in salute, and turned to walk towards the palace gate.

However, just as he was about to step out of the palace, Wei Wuya, who was standing there watching Chen Yun leave, suddenly moved his lips slightly with a strange expression.

A sound as thin as a mosquito's quietly floated into Chen Yun's ears.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, for the sake of the poisonous dragon scales, I will not pursue the matter of you taking fellow Daoist Nangong away. Besides, a forced melon is not sweet after all, so let's just put an end to the affair between Fairy Nangong and my nephew!"

Hearing this, Chen Yun was shocked at first, and his body stopped for a moment involuntarily. But after hearing this, he was extremely happy.

However, he did not look back, but walked out of the hall with light steps.

……

Seeing Chen Yun's figure gradually disappearing from the entrance of the hall, Wei Wuya and Master Zhiyang's eyes flickered and they fell into silence at the same time.

However, after a moment, Master Zhiyang slowly said:
"I wonder what Brother Wei thinks of this. It is incredible that this fellow Daoist Chen could obtain the eighth-level monster materials. Could it be that, as we have verified, during the time when he disappeared through the ancient teleportation array, he obtained the complete inheritance of an ancient cultivator? Otherwise, how could he be promoted to the Nascent Soul stage in such a short time and possess so many treasures?"

"Perhaps that's the case! However, this has nothing to do with us. He is not the only one who has obtained the ancient cultivation methods and treasures. Opportunities are unpredictable. There is no need to envy others. Could it be that Brother Wei is trying to kill for money?" Wei Wuya responded with a sneer.

"Murder for money? Brother Wei, you are joking! Now that the war is imminent, how can we do such evil things. Even in normal times, with the other party's ability to escape from Master Mulan, I am unwilling to do something that is not worth the loss. Moreover, although this person's treasure is precious, it is still unknown whether it can help me break through the late stage and enter the God Transformation Stage. Why bother to provoke such a difficult person. What's more, he is a member of the Tiandao League, and Long Han and his wife are even more difficult to deal with." Master Zhiyang laughed, shook his head and chuckled.

While Wei Wuya and Yang Shangren were chatting in the majestic and solemn hall, Chen Yun's complicated heart was stirred by their topic.

At this time, he had quietly walked into the main entrance of the hall.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yun caught a glimpse of Dong Xuaner at the entrance of the hall.

This graceful woman seemed to have walked out after taking a short rest in the side hall. At this moment, she was quietly frowning, thinking about some troubling problem alone.

Although the monks who were on high alert knew clearly that she came with the old monster Yunlu, no one stepped forward to disturb or stop them.

When Chen Yun came out, Dong Xuan'er seemed to notice something and raised her head to look over here.

When she found out that the person standing in front of the door was Chen Yun, a complex expression appeared on her face. She seemed a little helpless, and seemed to have a hint of jealousy.

This made Chen Yun very confused.

Chen Yun was full of doubts, but he had no intention of talking to the woman, so he chose to ignore her, walked straight past her, and slowly walked towards the street in the distance.

Dong Xuan'er just stood there quietly, biting her lips gently, watching Chen Yun's leaving back without saying a word.

It was not until Chen Yun turned a corner that he felt the gaze behind him disappear. He could not help but frowned and shook his head.

"Master, do you know that nun?"

The Silver Moon in her mind asked curiously.

"It's just an old friend, but our relationship is not that close."

Chen Yun replied calmly.

"Really? But I noticed that the monk's expression seemed to have an unusual connection with the master. Could it be that the master's past..."

Yin Yue smiled and said half of it, but deliberately left it suspenseful.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I don't have a very good impression of this female monk. I even had conflicts with her in the past." Chen Yun seemed a little dissatisfied and responded coldly.

Yin Yue playfully sent an image of a ghost face to Chen Yun, and then wisely chose to remain silent.

Since the day Chen Yun rescued Yin Yue, her attitude towards Chen Yun has become noticeably more intimate.

Although she still maintained a certain degree of caution, she had obviously opened her heart to Chen Yun. Chen Yun also felt this change and his trust in her increased.

The relationship between the two has improved significantly compared to before.

……

When Chen Yun returned to the Luoyun Sect headquarters, he naturally told Lu Luo what had been discussed in the hall.

"Junior brother, why would you risk participating in such a gambling fight? Although those divine thunderbolts are precious, they are ultimately external possessions. If Junior brother makes any mistakes during the gambling fight, what shall we do?"

When Lu Luo learned that Chen Yun decided to participate in the gambling fight, he immediately showed deep concern.

Chen Yun smiled slightly and said easily:
"Brother Lu, rest assured. Since I dare to participate in this gambling fight, I am 80% to 90% sure that I can get out of it safely. Otherwise, how could I easily agree to it? As for the war in seven days, I really can't take care of the safety of other disciples in the sect. I can only ask Brother Lu to take care of them."

After several days of preparation, a fierce battle is about to begin.

I will do my best to take care of my disciples, so you don't need to worry too much about this. Since you are confident in the gambling battle, I don't need to remind you too much.

However, before this battle, if Junior Brother has any needs, he only needs to tell his disciples. Hearing Chen Yun's promise, Lu Luo's expression eased a little. Chen Yun smiled, thought for a while, and said slowly and firmly:

"For this battle, I do need to make some necessary preparations. These include some special materials, and I hope that my fellow apprentices can help me collect them."

Chen Yun did not beat around the bush and directly took out a jade slip that he had prepared long ago from his storage bag and handed it to Lu Luo.

"Please rest assured, as long as the materials can be found in Tianyi City, I will do my best to collect them all for you." Lu Luo took the jade slip and promised without hesitation.

Chen Yun felt a little warm in his heart and nodded gently in response. Then he chatted for a few more words and then said goodbye and left.

The jade slip he gave to Lu Luo recorded the auxiliary materials needed to refine the spirit-summoning talisman.

He had thought about this matter carefully on the way back to the base.

Although he was convinced that he would not encounter too much difficulty in participating in the gambling war with his current magical powers, he was always cautious and still believed that he should be fully prepared.

Therefore, he immediately thought of the "Spirit Summoning Talisman" - this special skill.

In fact, the spirit summoning talisman became the only powerful means of attack that he could prepare in a short period of time.

The only thing that made Chen Yun worried was the success rate of refining the "Spirit-summoning Talisman".

Because he originally planned to find a satisfactory talisman pen, improve his talisman-making skills through a long period of practice, and then start refining the spirit-summoning talisman.

However, it now seems that time is very tight.

Even if the success rate is low, he must give it a try. If the refining is successful, it will undoubtedly add a powerful means of attack.

If he failed, it would not matter. After all, in just a few days, no matter what kind of preparations he made, it would be difficult to significantly improve his strength.

With this thought in mind, Chen Yun returned to the attic where he lived leisurely.

After entering the bedroom, he sat cross-legged on the bed and soon entered a meditative state with his eyes closed.

……

It has to be admitted that the Luoyun Sect disciples acted very quickly. In just two days, all the materials Chen Yun needed were prepared and handed over to him.

Seeing all this, Chen Yun couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

With these carefully prepared materials, Chen Yun stepped into the secret room again, sat cross-legged in the middle of the secret room, and arranged various auxiliary materials neatly in front of him.

Finally, he took out a small dark green bottle from the storage bag and carefully opened the cap.

With a soft "puff" sound, a blood-red light rushed out from the mouth of the bottle.

However, Chen Yun, who had been on guard for a long time, showed no fluctuation on his face. He raised his palm slightly, spread out his five fingers, and lightly clenched them in the air. A big hand flashing with blue light instantly took in the blood-red light.

Then, the blue-green light continued to flow, the five fingers trembled slightly, and the blood-red light gradually revealed its true appearance in the blue light.

It turned out to be a blood-red little dragon only a few inches long, which kept tumbling and jumping in the palm of the hand, and it seemed that it could fly into the air at any time.

However, the surrounding green light was like an invisible cage, binding the dragon tightly in its hand, making it unable to escape.

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint blue light flickering in the depths of his pupils. He could see the poisonous dragon spirit clearly from beginning to end.

Although the bloody little dragon was still full of energy, it seemed no different from when he had just put it into the bottle a few years ago.

However, with the keen insight of Ming Qing's spiritual eyes, Chen Yun clearly sensed something unusual.

That is, the powerful soul power contained in the dragon soul is still the same as before, shocking people.

However, the divine light in the dragon's eyes was scattered and could not be condensed, showing a look of one-third dementia.

Obviously, this is the most prominent feature of the disappearance of spiritual consciousness.

Although the dragon soul now possesses astonishingly powerful soul power, its mind seems to have regressed to a state where its spiritual consciousness has not yet been awakened.

The previous escape behavior was actually just an instinctive reaction before death. Facing this situation, Chen Yun couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

Recalling the existence that transformed into an eighth-level poisonous dragon, it was so majestic and powerful at that time.

However, the spirit has only been in his hands for a few years, but it has gradually lost its spirituality and become like a wild beast?

The contrast between the beginning and the end of this life journey is so huge that it is really sigh-worthy!

This made Chen Yun deeply aware of the twists and turns on the path of spiritual practice.

If one day his body is severely injured and his soul is captured, his final outcome will probably not be much better than that of this poisonous dragon.

Chen Yun sat there quietly, thinking for a long time, and then sighed again.

Then he waved his hand, and a ball of green light wrapped around the blood-red little dragon flew out of his hand and shot directly to a place about ten feet above his head, hovering in the air motionless.

No longer paying attention to the situation of the poisonous dragon spirit, Chen Yun lowered his head to examine the various materials in front of him, and suddenly reached out and lightly touched a piece of unknown spirit beast skin.

This piece of emerald green and rare spiritual skin then slowly floated up and flew to Chen Yun's chest.

A light flashed in Chen Yun's eyes, and a wisp of green infant fire spurted out of his mouth, directly hitting the spirit skin and wrapping it tightly. However, surprisingly, the spirit skin did not burn.

On the contrary, silver sparks appeared in the flames one after another, and under the guidance of Chen Yun's spell, they quickly gathered towards the spirit skin in the center of the flames, causing the entire spirit skin to gradually evolve into a huge group of silver light lotus petals in the flames.

Chen Yun's expression became more serious and solemn. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the bottles and jars in front of him one by one. All kinds of different materials were thrown into the infant fire one by one in a dazzling manner.

The color of the flame wrapping the spirit skin also changed, from the initial silver to black, then from black to green, and finally to blood red. At this time, Chen Yun finally stopped throwing materials into the flame and began to recite the spell in a low voice.

At the same time, his fingers trembled rapidly as if dancing, releasing fine green threads from his fingertips and injecting them into the spirit skin. (End of this chapter)