immortal mansion

Chapter 352

This is a barren mountain full of gravel.

Barren mountains like this can be seen everywhere in the wasteland, they are very inconspicuous, the aura is as meager as everywhere in the wasteland, the vegetation on the mountain is extremely sparse, and there are only some severely weathered fine gravels.

In a hidden place on one side of the mountain wall, there is already an additional cave covered by the formation.

At this moment, Mo Chen was sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyes were closed tightly, and there were streaks of blue air lingering around his body, as if he had reached a critical juncture in his cultivation.

Since he separated from Patriarch Yuzhang and others half a year ago, he has sneaked into Beichen Pass alone.

Originally, Mo Chen's plan was to directly start crossing the defense line of the Lingxiao Palace, and wait for the opportunity to contact the Lord of the Law Enforcement Palace, Uncle Feng, who might be here.

The plan can't keep up with the changes.

Because the total amount of true energy in the dantian is too large, he has recently found that the dantian is becoming more and more unstable when exercising qi and qi. If this trend continues, I am afraid that the Xuanzhangjue Jindan Kung Fu will no longer be able to suppress the true energy in the dantian.

After weighing again and again, he can only find a place to stay until the hidden danger in Dantian is removed.

It is impossible to practice Xuanzhang Jue in a short period of time, so I can only find another way and find other ways.

After half a year, after studying the fourth layer of the Xuanzhang Jue, Mo Chen finally found some solutions.

At this moment, his eyes flashed, and he pinched the mysterious formula with each hand, and the lingering air flow around his body showed runes, and the aura became more and more dazzling.

"It's easy to get rid of the obstacles, let me melt them!"

Immediately, the runes turned into three chains and suppressed on the dantian.

This is a temporary solution that Mo Chen thought of after being inspired by the fourth level of the Xuanzhang Sutra.

Under the suppression of the three chains, the restless dantian returned to calm at this moment.

"Huh, the feeling of sitting in the crater is finally gone!"

Mo Chen heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and prepared to leave the customs after adjusting his breath.

But he didn't know that his name had spread everywhere.

Either through the mouths of Yun Shuhua and others, or the monks of Lingxiao Palace, or even the demon cultivators of the Great Wilderness. At this moment, Mo Chen's deeds have been widely spread in the Southern Region and the Great Wilderness.But anyone who is a little bit more informed will know that a Taoist-level figure has recently appeared in Taihuazong.

Beheading Wang Xiao, exterminating Cangzhu, killing hundreds of thousands of miles through the wilderness and so on.

Any one deed alone would be amazing enough, but what most monks couldn't believe was that it was all done by Mo Chen alone.

It can be said that the name of his Dao Seed is a real one.

It's just that compared with the emergence of a new Daoist in the Taihua Sect, the monks still pay more attention to another matter, which is enough to shock even Dongzhou.

That is, the Lingxiao Palace has announced to the outside world that it will launch a general attack on the Taihuazong Mountain Gate in the near future.

Soon there was news of the assassination of the disciples of the Lingxiao Palace, and even the Daoist Jindan could not escape death. There was even a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage who was seriously injured and almost died in the attack.This was done by the Taihuazong monks and the remaining vassal families.

However, Lingxiao Palace and the coalition forces are not vegetarians, and they quickly counterattacked.

For a time, the Southern Region was full of wars.

Under such circumstances, Mo Chen retreated for more than half a year, solved the hidden danger in Dantian in a hidden cave in the wasteland, and finally walked out of this temporary cave.

……

Duan Linyu sent a gossip magic weapon to fly slowly in the air.

In the past, he was the patriarch of a small family in the southeast corner of Central Continent, and his cultivation was envied by others in the early stage of foundation establishment. Although life was difficult at that time, his life was not at all in danger.

It wasn't until the summoning order came out from the High Heaven Palace that Duan Lin's happy life as the patriarch came to an end.

Today's Duan Lin is a stronghold of the Tianxuan defense line, and at the moment he is leading his team in the refining period to patrol his defensive security area.

This move was to prevent the infiltration of those Taihua remnants. Such a thing was originally very dangerous, but when the Lingxiao Palace announced that it was about to attack the Taihuazong Mountain Gate, the degree of danger was doubled immediately.

In recent months, there have been quite a few people who have been killed in strongholds, Duan Lin knows at least six or seven of them.

In some strongholds, not only the leaders were killed, but even a single person was left alive.

Thinking of these things, Duan Lin became very worried, and couldn't help sighing: "Oh, when will you be tall in such a day!"

"I think it should be today!"

An indifferent voice came from the front of the team.

In midair, a figure suddenly appeared, and a young man in white appeared out of thin air.

"You you you...you are!" Duan Lin's eyes widened, his expression was extremely shocked, and he was even speechless because of the shock.

"Ah, it's Mo Chen!"

In the team of Lingxiao Palace, other monks recognized the identity of the person who came.

Suddenly, there was a sound of inhalation.

According to the news obtained by Duan Lin, the young man in white or Mo Chen in front of him has reached the late stage of Jindan, and it is said that he still has the strength equivalent to the Daozi of Lingxiao Palace.

With Foundation Establishment vs. Jindan, the strength gap is so big that there is a world of difference.

He didn't even dare to dream that he could survive by chance.

The next moment, a cyan sword shadow flew out, lingering among those Qi refining monks.

There were only popping sounds, and wherever the sword shadow passed, people's heads flew high.

In just one breath, Duan Lin became a loner.

He thought he would die too, but he never thought of waiting, nor did he wait for the sword of beheading.

"Did you say it yourself, or wait for me to use the soul search technique to find it myself?" A cold voice came from in front of Duan Lin, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Mo Chen's move was naturally to know the general situation of the defense line.

For this reason, he focused on Duan Lin's team, ready to grab his tongue and ask.

Not long after, Duan Lin said everything that should be said and should not be said.

At this time, a trace of hope flashed in his eyes, hoping that he could be let go.

But what greeted Duan Lin was a cyan sword light.

Mo Chen sighed. Seeing the corpses of the monks in the Lingxiao Palace scattered around, he waved his hands and gathered them into a ball. Then a golden flame flew out, and everything turned into ashes and black smoke.

Too lazy to count the harvest, he began to fly towards the southeast of the Tianxuan defense line.

According to the information obtained by Mo Chen, the Lingxiao Palace assigned three Nascent Soul monks to guard the border, and each was equipped with a fortress with extremely terrifying defenses.

With his current strength, it would be unimaginably difficult to break through one of the three fortresses.

Fortunately, the matter of contacting Master Feng has already been settled.

The place Mo Chen is going to now is the meeting place given by that Uncle Feng.

(End of this chapter)