Tempered Immortal - Chapter 712
[Volume 4 Chapter 711 Chapter 711 Chase]
“Ancestor Kunnan?” Lin Xuan’s expression changed.
“What, have fellow Daoists ever heard of this person?”
“No, I just think this senior’s nickname is rather strange. Is he famous?” Lin Xuan said calmly.
“Oh!” Zhang Song breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a hint of fear on his face, as if mentioning this person’s name was a big taboo, he turned his head and looked around before slowly opening his mouth.
“Ancestor Kunnan is a famous giant owl on Yaoling Island. The exercises he cultivates are very special. Although he is only an immortal cultivator in the early Nascent Soul, his magical powers are strange and unpredictable. The old monster is not much inferior, and he is cruel by nature, and he is extremely short-sighted. Not to mention us juniors, even those big sect families, we dare not provoke them easily. A well-known person.”
“Oh.” Lin Xuan nodded, his face was calm, but he was secretly muttering in his heart, it seems that he killed the man surnamed Jin, but accidentally caused a big disaster, of course… Lin Xuan did not not give a damn about.
In the first place, with his current magical powers, and the help of the corpse demon and Yue’er, even if the ancestor of Kun Nan came, who was afraid of who was not sure.
Second, the man surnamed Jin has returned to the underworld.
Ye Ping’er was the only one present at the time besides herself. That girl was very affectionate and righteous, so she would never betray herself. Ancestor Kunnan knew what happened to his beloved disciple and could not find the murderer. He was not the only one who was depressed. .
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan showed a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, put the matter behind him, and chatted with the other party about other issues.
…
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and a vast mountain range appeared in his eyes. Zhang Song flushed with excitement and finally arrived safely.
Speaking of which, I don’t know if the two of them had a good luck. Originally, there should be a lot of monsters along the way.
But the two strangely didn’t meet one of them!
Without the slightest delay, we arrived at our destination safely.
Lin Xuan released his divine sense. The mountain range in front of him stretched for hundreds of miles. It was extremely tall and majestic.
Lin Xuan was a little surprised, but after thinking about it for a while, the demon veins are a good training ground for both demon cultivators and demon clan, and holding an exchange meeting there would be too ostentatious, maybe Only halfway through, it will cause endless trouble.
Following Zhang Song, the two flew into the depths of Mount Mang, and after half a day, they stopped in front of a tall mountain.
This mountain is extremely tall and straight, and the
plants are dense. This mountain is covered with a thick layer of fog.
Lin Xuan released his consciousness, but he couldn’t get in. It seemed that some kind of strange restriction had been imposed.
“Brother Lin, don’t waste your energy, the magic formation on this mountain was jointly set up by several seniors of the Nascent Soul stage who presided over the conference, which can block the consciousness.”
“Oh, how should we enter?” Lin Xuan frowned, his face A hint of doubt appeared.
“Don’t worry about this, every day at 90, there will naturally be a responsible deacon to open the ban, and colleagues from far and wide will enter.” The big man touched the beard on his chin, and his voice was extremely calm.
Lin Xuan looked at the sky, and the surrounding area was completely black.
It was a quiet night in the deep mountains, and the wind was biting. Fortunately, as an immortal cultivator, he naturally didn’t care about this. Lin Xuan randomly found a clean stone and meditated cross-legged.
Of course, with someone by his side at the moment, he would naturally not practice stupidly, but just adjust his breath a little to recover the mana consumed by the journey.
There was a hint of surprise on Zhang Song’s face, but he didn’t say much. He also sat down with his knees crossed.
Lin Xuan slowly closed his eyes, but quietly released his consciousness. In this way, all the movements within a radius of dozens of miles were under his control, while Zhang Song, who was next to him, didn’t notice anything.
After about a stick of incense, several rays of light appeared in the distant horizon, Lin Xuan’s consciousness swept away, but he didn’t take it to heart, just a few immortal cultivators in the foundation-building stage.
After a while, several people also fell nearby. They were not surprised when they saw the two who arrived first. They also found a clean place to rest.
Lin Xuan nodded secretly in his heart, it seems that Zhang Song really did not lie.
In the next two hours, more and more people came, and finally there were hundreds, and the cultivation bases were also uneven. There were even a few low-level disciples in the condensing stage, the foundation-building stage, and even a few low-level disciples in the agility stage. Lin Xuan was speechless for a while, not sure if they wanted to open their eyes or if they really wanted to find something.
When there are more people, naturally they won’t meditate quietly, get familiar with each other, get together with friends, and form a small *** one by one.
There are also impatient people, they simply took out the treasures of this trip and exchanged them in the small ***.
Lin Xuan’s mana was almost restored, so he stopped sitting stupidly, walking through the crowd to see if he could use the treasure he needed.
It’s a pity that nothing was found, and it’s not surprising. Among the hundreds of people, there are more than ten high-level monks above the condensing stage, and not everyone participated in the exchange. Besides, the Mangshan Conference has not officially started yet, even if they really have Good things don’t come out now.
Those who are willing to change are naturally some defective products.
Of course Lin Xuan didn’t notice it.
However, although there was no gain, it was better than sitting and being bored. Lin Xuan still shuttled with great interest.
Even the stalls set up by the low-level cultivators were not spared, and looked at them one by one.
As he was enjoying himself, Lin Xuan’s expression suddenly stiffened, he stopped, released his consciousness, and protruded far to the northwest entrance, from which direction he came in just now.
“She…how come here?” Lin Xuan’s expression was a little solemn, and he murmured.
“Young master, who are you talking about?” Yue’er was sleeping soundly in Lin Xuan’s sea of consciousness, but she was also awakened at this time, stretched her waist, and asked tenderly.
“You’ll find out in a moment.” Lin Xuan said, taking a few steps back and dodging into the densest crowd. He didn’t want to meet that person.
At the same time, take back the consciousness, otherwise it may be discovered by the other party.
As for the people present, UU’s reading www.sonicmtl.com is far inferior to Lin Xuan’s, but he didn’t notice the slightest difference. They were still shouting loudly, chatting, or bargaining…
After about half a cup of tea, suddenly in the distance A bright spot of light appeared, and at the same time a loud noise like a thunderclap entered the eardrum, frightening many unprepared people.
“Hey, what is that?”
At this time, the cultivators raised their heads one after another and released their spiritual senses at the light spot, but after sweeping them away, their expressions all changed drastically.
Oh my god, it’s actually a cultivator in the Nascent Soul period!
There was a look of shock on the faces of the cultivators. Didn’t the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage have a special channel to enter the conference directly?
However, they were even more astonished behind them.
That yellow scary rainbow was extremely fast, but there was another red one behind him that had to catch up like thunder and lightning.
The Escape Light in front seemed to be extremely frightened and fled desperately.
[End of this Chapter]
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