Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

"Brother Yan is right. A mere Tianji Pavilion would not dare to offend so many fellow Taoists easily."

"Although this pavilion has not given away the refining technique, we do have other alternatives that can also meet the needs of fellow Taoists."

The fat old man responded with a relaxed look.

"A replacement?"

This time, Yan Yunzhen couldn't help but be surprised.

"In fact, our pavilion has already developed a set of extremely sophisticated array equipment many years ago. This equipment can release a powerful restriction."

"It temporarily transforms a specific space into a mustard seed space-like existence. Although the effect may not be comparable to that of a real mustard seed space, it is at least 70% to 80% as effective as it."

Canku declared with confidence.

"There is such a thing. However, since it relies on the power of prohibition, then the problem of this mustard seed space is bound to be quite prominent."

Yan Yun frowned slightly and shook his head.

"There are indeed some flaws. However, for a fellow Taoist like Brother Yan, these problems are insignificant."

Can Ku explained nonchalantly.

"Brother Can, now that you mention this, I am quite interested. Could you please give me a detailed introduction?"

Yan Yun's eyes revealed a strong interest at this moment.

"It's not really a big deal."

"The previous Pavilion Master once commissioned several masters who were proficient in formations to jointly develop a mustard seed formation based on the mustard seed space theory, and then perfectly reproduced the formation through formation tools."

"As long as the space is not too large, this array arrangement device can be used. There are only two regrets."

"First of all, since it is essentially a formation tool, creating such a huge mustard seed space will consume a large amount of spirit stones."

"Secondly, once this type of formation device is deployed, the temporary mustard seed space can only last for two to three thousand years at most."

"Then the formation equipment will become ineffective and the entire space will collapse on its own, completely losing its use value."

"Of these two major drawbacks, the former is naturally insignificant to people with a rich fortune like Brother Yan, and the latter, if it is not used for family or sect inheritance, the life span is sufficient to meet the needs."

"After all, even if we cultivate to the Divine Transformation Realm, our lifespan is only about two thousand years."

Canku told the story proudly.

After hearing this, Yan Yun gently stroked his beard, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Yan is interested in this set of formation equipment? If you are interested in purchasing it, this pavilion will give you a preferential price."

The old man looked at Yan Yun with a smile on his face, hoping that he would accept it with pleasure.

However, as expected, the smile on Canku's face suddenly froze.

"I still want to explore the method of refining the mustard seed space."

Yan Yun thought for a long time and nodded firmly.

Seeing this, the pale-faced middle-aged man beside him not only put his hands respectfully against his chest, but also showed a slightly complicated expression.

Even the monk named "Yanzhu", who had been chanting Buddhist mantras with his head down, couldn't help but look up and glance at Yan Yun, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Brother Dao is so persistent. I believe this is a decision he made after careful consideration."

"However, you should at least give me a valuable explanation and reason."

The plump old man's eyes revealed some doubts, and he could only sigh helplessly.

I saw one of his wrists gently stroking the jade armrest of the chair, tapping it continuously with a unique rhythm.

Yan Yun looked at the old man's gesture without any reaction, but just spoke calmly:

"This is actually quite simple and clear. The space discovered by Yan has already shown signs of instability."

"For a situation like this, I firmly believe that a simple array arrangement tool alone is not enough to prevent the space collapse."

"Therefore, I am determined to obtain information about the refining method."

His words were firm and sharp, his eyes fixed on the complacent fat old man, and he expressed his determination without allowing any objection.

Hearing Yan Yun's remarks, Can Ku frowned. It was obvious that Yan Yun's answer exceeded his expectations, and for the first time, an expression of hesitation appeared on his face.

"If Fellow Daoist Yan really wants the method of refining the mustard seed space, then please have a competition with me first before making a decision."

At this moment, a voice that sounded vicissitudes yet majestic came from somewhere, followed by a flash of silver light.

A beam of light suddenly rushed in from outside the hall. After a turn, an old monk in a silver robe emerged from the silver light.

As soon as they saw the old monk appear, Canku and Yanzhu, who were originally sitting quietly, immediately stood up respectfully to greet him. The fat old man could hardly hide his joy.

"Master Yuanzhi, you are finally here!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother Yuan Zhi!"

These two practitioners actually addressed the old monk in such a respectful manner.

However, Yan Yun still sat firmly on the chair, without even changing his posture, and just looked at the monk with interest.

Although this monk was not as young as Yanzhu, he looked only about thirty years old, with an elegant temperament. It was hard to associate him with that old voice.

However, Yan Yun had heard of the name Yuan Zhi before.

It is said that this monk is one of the three elders in the late Nascent Soul stage in the Leiyin Sect, one of the four major Buddhist sects.

Compared with other Buddhist masters, Master Yuanzhi enjoys a high reputation in Dajin, and at the same time serves as the extremely rare Vajra Protector position in Buddhism.

It seems that he does not have much favorable impression on Taoism and Confucianism. As for other aspects, Yan Yun does not know much.

"It turned out to be Master Yuanzhi from the Leiyin Sect. I was really blind and failed to recognize the master's identity earlier."

After observing the silver-robed monk for a while, Yan Yun sat on the chair with a somewhat sarcastic smile, clasped his fists and bowed, his tone full of respect.

"Which sect does Daoist Fellow Yan come from? I don't think I have ever heard of your name before."

Faced with Yan Yun's frank and straightforward attitude, the silver-robed monk's eyes flashed with brilliance and he questioned him mercilessly.

"It is understandable that Master Yuanzhi does not recognize me. After all, this is the first time I have had the honor of meeting a senior monk from the Leiyin Sect!"

Yan Yun smiled slightly, appearing quite relaxed.

“Brother Yuanzhi, perhaps this is indeed the first time you have met Benefactor Yan, but you have definitely heard of Fellow Daoist Yan’s reputation before.”

Yan Zhu, a man with a handsome face like a young boy, suddenly laughed softly and said this sentence to everyone's surprise.

Yan Yun's expression changed slightly, and he immediately turned around and glared at the man.

Can Ku was stunned when he heard this, but then he showed an expression of enlightenment.

"Oh, what do you mean, Junior Brother Yanzhu?"

The silver-robed monk was also a little surprised. "Brother Daoist who has severed worldly ties, have you forgotten the demonic calamity and monster riots that occurred in Kunwu Mountain and Xiaoji Palace more than two hundred years ago?"

"According to my speculation, perhaps Daoist Fellow Yan Zhun personally participated in these two major incidents that caused a sensation at the time and played a decisive role."

Yanzhu spoke calmly.

"Kunwu Mountain and Xiaoji Palace? Could it be that the person standing here is the one that Yinluo Sect and Xiaoji Palace have been secretly looking for for many years?"

The silver-robed monk was shocked when he heard this. There was a strange light flashing in his eyes as he looked at Yan Yun in front of him again.

"Yaoyao's past, time has passed and things have changed. There are still people who remember what Yan did back then."

"Do you want to capture me and hand me over to the two major camps?"

Yan Yun remained calm as usual, as if he already knew what Yan Zhu had indicated.

"Hahaha, Brother Yan is really humorous. Although Yinluo Sect and Xiaoji Palace are powerful, they have nothing to do with our Tianji Pavilion. How could our Pavilion do such a thankless task?"

"However, I have long heard of Brother Yan's name."

"It is said that the old demon Qian of Yinluo Sect and the master Hanli of Xiaoji Palace both died at the hands of Brother Yan. I wonder if this is true?"

After learning that Yan Yun had told him the truth, the fat old man felt his heart tighten and the smile on his face became slightly awkward.

"There must be some reason behind the past events."

"As for the cause of death of Old Demon Qian and Master Hanli, even if I flatly deny it now, I'm sure you fellow Taoists are unlikely to believe it."

Yan Yun replied with a sneer on his face.

"It is said that Brother Yan's cultivation level was at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul back then, if what the outside world says is true."

"Then, with your realm, you were able to kill two people with profound Dao practices. Now that you have been promoted to the late stage, your magical powers must be even more amazing."

"I am truly thankful that I don't have the opportunity to compete with Brother Yan."

The silver-robed monk's expression changed several times, and he spoke in a serious tone.

"Master Yuan Zhi, there's no need to be so nervous!"

"Since Brother Yan sincerely wants to purchase the method of refining the mustard seed space, it is not impossible for this pavilion to consider discussing it."

After hearing the monk's words, Can Ku immediately tried to stop him with a worried look on his face.

Obviously, the head of Tianji Pavilion learned that Yan Yun was the mysterious monk who had caused a stir in Dajin.

A change of heart had already occurred in his mind, and he was no longer willing to let this distinguished elder compete with Yan Yun.

“Fellow Daoist Canku, there is no need to say more. Even if there is no matter of the mustard seed space, I will definitely exchange magical powers with Fellow Daoist Yan.”

"After all, I have been in the late Nascent Soul stage for a long time, and I want to exchange experiences with other Taoist friends of the same level to see if I can comprehend something new from them."

"If Fellow Daoist Yan is really as powerful as the legend says, I will not miss this rare opportunity."

The silver-robed monk stared at Yan Yun closely and actually said such words.

Hearing the silver-robed monk's statement, Canku's face instantly turned ugly, and he turned to wink at Yanzhu beside him.

"Donor Yanzhu, don't worry! If they are just here to exchange magical powers, Senior Brother Yuanzhi and Fellow Daoist Yan shouldn't encounter any accidents. It's also a good thing to communicate with each other."

"To be honest, I am also looking forward to learning the magical spells from Tiannan."

The young monk responded with a smile.

After hearing this, the fat old man was speechless.

"You actually know Yan's background!"

When Yan Zhu mentioned Tiannan, Yan Yun's heart was shocked and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, there is no need to be surprised. Although your origins naturally seem miraculous and mysterious to the vast majority of immortal cultivators, it is not difficult for us, the ten great sects of good and evil, to find out the truth."

"Does Daoist Fellow really think that Yinluo Sect and Xiaoji Palace have failed to understand the mystery of Daoist Fellow's background?"

"It's just because both parties are afraid of your powerful strength, so they are keeping it secret for the time being."

“You must know that back then, these two major sects not only lost a top cultivator, but also many Nascent Soul elders. Now they are busy dealing with threats from all sides and have no time to care about the existence of fellow Daoist.”

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to live so peacefully and comfortably in the Tiannan area over the years."

Yanzhu seemed to have seen through Yanyun's inner thoughts and explained in a calm tone.

"That's true. I don't know the situation of other sects, but the Yinluo Sect should probably know my origins."

"However, if it weren't for the method of refining the mustard seed space, I would not intend to engage in a meaningless fight with cultivators of the same level."

"Unless Daoist Canku can guarantee that if I am lucky enough to defeat Master Yuanzhi, Tianji Pavilion will be willing to give me the refining method in exchange."

Yan Yun's expression calmed down a little and he said with emotion.

When the silver-robed monk heard this, he was stunned and couldn't help turning his head to look at the fat old man inquiringly.

At this time, the face of the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion changed constantly. It took him a long time to understand what was going on. Then he responded with a smile on his face:
"Since Fellow Daoist Yan has such strong confidence in this matter, why should I raise any objections?"

"As long as Brother Yan really suppresses Master Yuanzhi in the competition, then there will be no inconvenience in handing over the secret technique of refining the mustard seed space to you."

The head of Tianji Pavilion agreed without hesitation.

"With Daoist Fellow Canku's words, I feel relieved."

"Next, let me experience the magical powers of Master Yuanzhi. Frankly speaking, I am also very interested in the secret arts of Buddhism, and I hope that the master will not let me down."

Yan Yun smiled slightly, immediately stood up and answered without hesitation.

As soon as these words were spoken, the Jindan stage cultivators present were in an uproar, and some even couldn't suppress their inner excitement and showed joy on their faces.

Monk Yanzhu kept smiling at the side, looking unfathomable.

The silver-robed monk raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, and a hint of murderous intent appeared on his elegant face.

"Given the extraordinary strength of the two Taoist friends, fighting in the Tianji Palace may be limited."

"Why don't we move outside the hall to spar? I believe that for the two fellow Taoists, the mere power of forbidden air is nothing to be afraid of."

Canku looked around and made this suggestion.

"Of course, I have no objection!" The silver-robed monk nodded slowly.

"Then let's act according to Pavilion Master Can's suggestion." Yan Yun also acted as if he didn't care.

So everyone quickly left the hall and came to the temple door again.

The others stayed on the ground and watched what happened, while Yan Yun and the silver-robed monk each activated their spiritual powers. A green light glowed from one of their bodies, and they turned into a long green rainbow that shot straight into the sky.

A white lotus blossomed under the other's feet, lightly lifting him up and slowly rising into the air.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them stood in the sky above the Tianji Palace, facing each other from a distance of dozens of feet. (End of this chapter)