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Chapter 327: Everything is in ruins, the elder of Xuantian Sect

The tree vine demon was uprooted from the Immortal King's tomb by the owner of the golden flying sword.

However, the forbidden magic circle that enveloped the entire Immortal King's Tomb did not disappear. On the contrary, its power did not weaken. On the contrary, because of the departure of the tree vine demon, most of the power in the Immortal King's Tomb was gathered in the magic circle.

Chu Linguang, Yang Rong, and Li Qiushui stood outside the stone forest, feeling the aura fluctuations coming from the magic circle. None of them dared to act rashly.

Chu Linguang was no longer able to communicate with the souls of the Nascent Soul in the Immortal King's tomb and asked them to let him in.

The owner of the golden flying sword also had great supernatural powers and looked like another Immortal King alive, or at least a strong Nascent Soul master. Chu Linguang and Yang Rong did not dare to go in and disturb him.

The three people flew over just to see what was going on here.

Seeing the Immortal King's Tomb return to peace.

The owner of the Golden Flying Sword and Yan Zhen had disappeared and entered the Tomb of the Immortal King. Everyone wandered around curiously for a few days and then left one after another.

"Brother Yan, I am practicing in Xuantian Sect. If you can hear me, come to Xuantian Sect to find me after you come out."

Chu Linguang stood outside the stone forest and shouted.

Niu Chunming is dead.

Many Xuantian Sect elders died.

The Xuantian Sect was in dire straits, and Chu Linguang and Yang Rong wanted to go back in time to handle matters.

Li Qiushui is Niu Chunming's junior sister and has a respected position in the Xuantian Sect. Yang Rong is the first alchemist of the Xuantian Sect. She responds to every call and has become the backbone of the Xuantian Sect.

Xuantian Sect would be in disarray if Yang Rong did not manage it at this moment.

A few days later.

Chu Linguang and Yang Rong returned to Xuantian Sect together.

There have been several bloody incidents within the sect these days.

Strength determines everything.

Several inner disciples colluded with the outer disciples to overthrow the Xuantian Sect. Fortunately, not all the foundation-building monks or alchemy-forming monks in the sect left the sect to explore the Xuantian Sect.

There are still several people in retreat within the sect.

Their appearance resolved the bloodshed.

"The sect leader has ordered that Yang Rong and Chu Linguang betray the sect. If Xuantian Sect disciples see them, they will be killed without mercy!"

However, when Chu Linguang and Yang Rong returned to Xuantian Sect, someone still shouted loudly. Many inner disciples controlled the flying swords and were ready to attack Chu Linguang and Yang Rong.

If Yang Rong was not the number one alchemist in the sect, and she was also a master of alchemy, Xuantian Sect would need her at this time. Those older monks who had come out of seclusion felt that something was strange and wanted to hear Yang Rong's explanation. , I am afraid that when the three of them return to Xuantian Sect, they will be immediately besieged by everyone.

"The news about the jade slips that everyone received was not from the sect master himself, but from the undead spirits in the Immortal King's Tomb. The sect master had already died inside before we came out from the Immortal King's Tomb."

"This is the flying sword, storage bag, and identity token of the sect master. These are all entrusted to me by the sect master."

Yang Rong was very smart. When she buried Niu Chunming, she took away several things that could prove the content, and did not explain why Niu Chunming sent such a message.

And blame all this on the undead in the Immortal King's tomb.

She knew that if she said that Niu Chunming was swallowed up by desire and lost his mind before issuing such an order, it would only make everyone angry, and maybe she and Chu Lin Guangzhen would attack together.

"It's the undead that are causing trouble."

"But this voice?"

"Back then, it was said that even the mighty Nascent Soul died in the Tomb of the Immortal King. The undead souls inside were all transformed from the former Nascent Soul masters. It is very easy to imitate the voice of the sect master."

"Elder Yang is our Xuantian Sect's number one alchemist, how could he be sentenced to the sect's punishment?"

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding."

……

Everyone was whispering to each other, and most of them were wondering why Yang Rong was sentenced to the sect. Chu Linguang might not understand, but Yang Rong was the number one alchemist of the Xuantian Sect.

He is famous in all directions in the Qin Dynasty, and many sects are trying to win over him.

If Yang Rong leaves the Xuantian Sect at this time, I am afraid that the Qingyun Sect will try to win her over and will not neglect her at all.

So Yang Rong had no reason to betray everyone.

Some people justified themselves and slowly accepted this matter.

"This is just a misunderstanding. Xuantian Sect cannot do without Elder Yang."

Finally, an old monk who was in seclusion came out to seek justice.

Only then did the hostility of Xuantian Sect disciples towards Chu Linguang and Yang Rong disappear.

"Although the sect leader is gone, Xuantian Sect will continue to operate. I will temporarily take over Xuantian Sect until the new Xuantian Sect leader appears."

This old alchemy-forming monk is called Ji Fanchen.

He has practiced in Xuantian Sect for more than a thousand years and is highly respected within the sect. He has experienced the incident where all the major sects explored the Tomb of the Immortal King together hundreds of years ago.

I have also seen Yuanying fall in the tomb of the Immortal King, and even die in the stone forest.

It was precisely because he had personally witnessed the power of the forbidden magic circle in the Immortal King's Tomb that Ji Fanchen did not join in the fun this time when the forbidden magic circle in the Immortal King's Tomb was weakened.

He thought it was an illusion.

He even persuaded Niu Chunming, telling him not to make a big show of it and to explore slowly. Unexpectedly, the loss this time was even greater than the last time.

Even the sect leader died in the tomb of the Immortal King.

His old bones have to come out to run the sect.

So Ji Fanchen became the acting sect leader.

Xuantian Sect has resumed operation again, and many things are getting better day by day.

Chu Linguang also had his own cave.

Time flies so fast, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.

these ten years.

Yan Zhen and the owner of the golden flying sword seemed to have completely disappeared into the Immortal King's Tomb. Outside the stone forest, there were layers of weeds and traces of monster activity everywhere.

Very few practitioners come close to it.

Chu Linguang went to see them several times, but Yan Zhen and the others never came out. He was a little worried, fearing that Yan Zhen would be in danger.

But the Tomb of the Immortal King at this time was extraordinary.

He could no longer communicate with the spirits in the tomb. With his current strength alone, he could not enter the Immortal King's tomb at all. Therefore, Chu Linguang had no idea whether Yan Zhen was dead or alive.

For this reason, he erected a stone tablet outside the stone forest. On the stone tablet was written what he wanted to say to Yan Zhen. He hoped that when Yan Zhen came out, he could see this passage and know that he was practicing in Xuantian Sect.

"Senior Brother Chu."

"In the northeast, in the mangrove forest, three inner disciples are in danger."

Suddenly, Jiang Ruhong's voice appeared in Chu Linguang's jade slip.

Ten years.

Many things happened in Da Qin.

Although Xuantian Sect and Qingyun Sect suffered heavy losses, they still survived.

Chu Linguang relied on his strong foundation-building level strength to become an elder of the Xuantian Sect, and also acquired many pill-forming level cultivation techniques.

Before going to the mangrove forest, Chu Linguang couldn't help but read the information on the panel.

Favor: 411
Divine Thought (5633298-6000000)

Five Elements Escape Method (322100-4000000)

(Remaining life span 2987 years)
As Chu Linguang's cultivation reached the level of Heavenly Dao Foundation, his life span was also extended, about two thousand years longer.

In the past ten years, because of Yang Rong, he had enjoyed himself in Xuantian Sect like a fish in water and obtained two sect secrets.

Divine thoughts, and the Five Elements Escape Technique.

Divine Mind is a way to practice mind power, which not only allows the power of mind to form powerful attack and defense power, but can also sense all disturbances within twenty miles.

He even penetrated the forbidden magic circle and explored the secrets of the Immortal King's tomb.

It's a pity that Chu Linguang's cultivation level has not yet reached perfection, and his cultivation level is only at the foundation-building level. Once the value of his spiritual awareness reaches perfection, his cultivation level will also break through the foundation-building level, and he will become a pill-forming monk.

Perhaps he could explore the Tomb of the Immortal King again. He even found traces of Yan Zhen through his spiritual thoughts.

Of course, the premise is that Yan Zhen and the others are still in the Tomb of the Immortal King and are still safe and sound at this moment.

As for the Five Elements Escape Technique, it is an escape method, a sneak attack technique, and a Five Elements Technique that is ever-changing and is the secret treasure of the Xuantian Sect.

If he hadn't become the elder of Xuantian Sect and had Yang Rong as his backer, Chu Linguang wouldn't be able to practice the Five Elements Escape Technique.

At this moment, Jiang Ruhong's jade slip voice was heard.

His figure flickered.

It turned into a gust of wind, caressing over the forest, and quickly rushed towards the mangrove forest.

After a while, a hurricane appeared above the mangrove. The hurricane swept away the two monsters and threw them outside the mangrove.

The hurricane slowly subsided and turned into a figure. This person was none other than Chu Linguang.

"Elder Chu."

Several saved inner disciples bowed to Chu Linguang.

"Is it okay!"

Chu Linguang said lightly.

"Thanks to Elder Chu for coming in time."

"Thank you, Elder Chu, for saving me."

Several people said one after another and thanked Chu Linguang together.

"There are two foundation-building demon kings in the mangrove, and you can't deal with them."

Chu Lin's light and spiritual thoughts can cover a radius of twenty miles.

I felt two powerful auras approaching in the mangrove forest.

"Then let's say goodbye first."

"Thank you, Elder Chu, for saving me."

Several inner disciples bowed again and left the mangrove forest in the direction directed by Chu Linguang.

"Wow!"

Chu Linguang heard a harsh crash, which was the sound of a giant creature gliding rapidly across the ground.

After a while.

A blood python more than two hundred meters long appeared in Chu Linguang's sight.

"Roar!"

At the same time, a mad bull demon rushed towards him from behind. Thunder and lightning struck the bull's horns, forming a dazzling light and hitting Chu Linguang's heart at the fastest speed.

While it's running.

The thunder energy on the horns is gathering momentum. At the same time, the horns also emit black gold luster, as if they have been transformed by thunder. They can easily pierce the body of the Foundation Establishment monks and even threaten the defense of the Core Formation monks.

"Tear!"

The bloody python also quickly rushed towards Chu Linguang, spitting out the smelly and sharp snake letter, trying to wrap up Chu Linguang's body and swallow Chu Linguang in one gulp.

The Blood Chief Python is a great demon.

The Snake Letter is sharp and highly venomous. Secondly, its scale armor has amazing defense. Normal flying sword spiritual power cannot penetrate it. Most importantly, its speed is as fast as lightning.

Although the body is huge, a group of Foundation Establishment monks can't bear it with just one sweep.

"Buzz!"

But that's it.

An arc-shaped luster visible to the naked eye erupted from Chu Linguang's body, forming a transparent light curtain.

It's the power of thought.

It's Chu Linguang's spiritual power.

"boom!"

The horns of the violent mad cow hit the arc-shaped luster. The horns failed to penetrate the telepathy barrier. The lightning on it was swallowed by the telepathy barrier, and its huge head flew backwards.

The bloody mouth of the Blood-King Python was about to hit the spiritual light screen, like a normal person biting a stone, the pain was heartbreaking.

His head rolled on the ground.

"boom!"

But before the Blood-King Python could make any other reaction, he saw the mad bull smashing into its head.

It was controlled by Chu Linguang's mind power.

"boom!"

A cow and a python were twitching on the ground.

The horns of the violent mad cow burst into pieces, its head was broken and blood flowed, and large parts of its scales fell off. Its huge body rolled on the ground, flattening a large area of ​​​​mangroves. In the end, its body size changed from more than 200 meters to more than ten meters in size. It turned into a red luster and quickly disappeared from Chu Linguang's sight.

The mad cow also threw down its horns, turned around and ran away.

At both ends of them are the Great Foundation-Building Demons, the strongest demon kings in the mangrove. The two demon kings usually stay in harmony with each other and divide the mangrove in two.

Today, in order to deal with Chu Linguang, we took action together.

Because among the monsters that were swept away by Chu Linguang using the Five Elements Escape Technique and the Fengzi Jue just now, there were both the blood python's younger brother and the mad bull's younger brother.

It was rare for the two demon kings to take action together.

As a result, he mentioned the iron plate and was defeated by Chu Linguang's spiritual thought.

"My telekinesis has reached the seventh level. Through the practice of spiritual telepathy, I have transformed telepathy into divine telepathy in a true sense. Even an authentic foundation-building monk cannot stop my spiritual telepathy attack."

"Although I am not yet a pill-forming monk."

"But depending on the level of telekinesis, the power of divine telepathy, and the Five Elements Escape Technique, unless I encounter a strong person of the same level, the next few Foundation Establishment Realm monks will not be my opponent."

Chu Linguang said to himself.

In the past ten years, his cultivation has increased day by day.

Although he has not yet become a pill-forming monk, his mental power has been increasing.

Yang Rong told him that as long as he cultivates his spiritual thoughts to perfection, he can start practicing alchemy and become an alchemist.

He is an alchemist with level 7 telekinesis, and the level of pills he refines is definitely not simple.

Chu Linguang is looking forward to that day.

"Successfully saved the lives of three inner disciples, Zhang Chong, Ma Chao, and Liu Bei, and gained 133213 favor points."

When leaving the mangrove forest, a line of words appeared in front of Chu Linguang.

This time, a disciple of the Xuantian Sect was training in a dangerous place in the ancient times. As an elder of the sect, he was responsible for ensuring the safety of everyone. Unknowingly, he saved a group of people and gained a lot of favor points.

Unfortunately.

As more and more people were rescued, and they were all disciples of the same sect, many people felt that Chu Linguang's rescue had become a matter of course, and the increase in favor points changed.

For this reason, in the following days, although Chu Linguang rushed to the scene as soon as possible every time, he was not in a hurry to help. He waited until the other party couldn't bear it and felt desperate, then he used the Five Elements Escape Technique to attack the monster's hole plate. With a big mouth, save the other person's life.

Slowly the favor value increased and became more and more impressive.

At this time, he was wandering in the dangerous places of Taikoo and came to Taihu Lake unknowingly.

It is said that there is a spiritual stone vein under Taihu Lake, so the spiritual power here is rich, which is the best guarantee for spiritual practice. Unfortunately, monsters also like this place, so it is very dangerous. If you don't have strong strength and dare to open a cave here, you will easily be missed by monsters. superior.

Suddenly, Chu Linguang saw a familiar voice on the edge of Taihu Lake, fighting a water demon in the lake. The man was standing on land, but was suppressed by the water demon's magic.

"Seventh Prince!"

Chu Linguang looked startled, that person turned out to be the seventh prince.

He knew that the seventh prince had brought Yun Hong and Qin Yu into the Qingyun Sect. He had been in Great Qin for so long, and he had met Qin Yu, but he had never been able to meet the seventh prince.

At this moment, I finally met him in the ancient dangerous place.

(End of this chapter)