Above the Immortal Cultivation

The mountain breeze was gentle, and the grass and trees were growing wildly. What puzzled Tai Qingyu was that the spiritual energy of this seemingly ordinary Wuya Mountain was actually very rich.

The aura of Tai Shanxing and Tai Shanxiu disappeared completely in front of the ancient camphor tree in front of them that could be hugged by five people, and they lost their traces.

Aura, yes, it was aura. Thinking of this, Tai Qingyu's thoughts that had flashed through her mind before became clear again: from the time Chen Yong appeared to the time he defeated him, from beginning to end, he did not leave even a trace of aura. This was really incredible!

Because no matter who it was, when fighting with all their strength, they would more or less leave some aura. How did Chen Yong do it? This puzzled her!

Seeing that Tai Qingyu did not speak, everyone kept silent.

After a moment, Tai Yuzhou jumped out, and a piece of ice light rushed towards the ancient camphor tree. When the ice light was about to touch the ancient camphor tree, the ancient camphor tree shook continuously as if it was blown by a hurricane. A circle of green light suddenly appeared from the ground in the blink of an eye, wrapping the entire ancient camphor tree tightly.

The ice light hit the green light, making a harsh "crackling" and "crackling" sound.

The ice light disappeared, and the green light was intact.

"Hmph"

Tai Yuzhou did not give up. When he opened his hand, dozens of ice lights gathered together, and the temperature of the entire space dropped sharply. The ancient camphor tree seemed to be facing a great enemy, and the tree body trembled constantly, and the green light circle was even thicker.

"Clang" a loud noise!

Around the ancient camphor tree, whether it was flowers, trees, or rugged rocks, they all disappeared and were moved to a flat land, leaving only this ancient camphor tree alone but still standing stubbornly in the same place, motionless.

Tai Yuzhou was getting more and more angry. This plan was originally perfect and determined to succeed. First, he was thwarted by Chen Yong, and then he was teleported away by him with a special high-level teleportation talisman. When he was about to intercept them, he was surrounded by Tai Shanxing with a formation within a formation. Everyone tried their best and spent half an incense stick to break the formation. Who would have thought that when they tracked here, the three people disappeared like ghosts.

The key point is this seemingly ordinary but strange ancient camphor tree. Who set up this powerful formation for this tree, and what is the purpose of setting up the formation?

He was eager to know the answer and shouted to the people behind him: "What are you still standing there for? Get started!"

The only eight remaining late Jindan cultivators unfolded their magic weapons without saying a word. For a moment, the light was shining in the sky, and they were about to blast the ancient camphor tree in front of them.

"Let's see who dares!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from far away.

Tai Qingyu turned around and saw that the person who came was actually the weirdo Chen Wutang from Lingyun Sect.

Chen Wutang flashed and came to the ancient camphor tree, with his head down, as if he had ignored Tai Qingyu and the other ten people.

Tai Yuzhou was not sure why Chen Wutang appeared here for a while. In addition, although this person looked like a late Jindan strongman, he was actually a Lingyun Sect cultivator who didn't care about anyone's face.

It was strange that even Yun Tianfang, a late Yuanying great cultivator from Lingyun Sect stationed in Lingyun City, loved this person very much, but no one knew Chen Wutang's identity and background. They only knew that he was the person in charge of the Lingyun Sect who was sent to Lingyun City to sell teleportation talismans.

Since Chen Wutang took over the teleportation hall, he has been doing everything himself for fifty years, working day and night. Every teleportation talisman must be released by his hands, so that the entire teleportation hall, which seems to be huge, is just him, and is actually a commander without troops.

However, even though he was alone, anyone who did not follow the rules of the Teleportation Hall was killed by him with the power of thunder, and he did not explain anything.

He was a strange man, and he rarely spoke. It was as if he had practiced the Buddhist meditation of silence. He only knew how to collect spirit stones and sell teleportation talismans regardless of the weather.

Tai Qingyu looked at Chen Wutang who was in meditation, and felt a little irritated. He said, "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, why did you stop us? Please give me an explanation."

Chen Wutang was like an old monk who was sleeping soundly. He turned a deaf ear to Tai Qingyu's questions and did not answer a word. This scene of being impervious to water and fire, oil and salt, made everyone angry.

Just when Tai Qingyu and his ten men had no way to deal with Chen Wutang, and the stalemate lasted for nearly a meal:

"Ah!"

A tall, handsome but cold-faced Jindan late-stage cultivator shouted wildly, raised his magic weapon directly, and a sharp sword aura whistled towards Chen Wutang.

"Let's see, who dares!"

Before the sword aura approached Chen Wutang, a white-bearded old man with a strong aura and a mountain-like stature suddenly appeared in front of Chen Wutang silently, and with a slight wave of his hand, the fierce sword aura disappeared.

At the same time, the white-bearded old man glanced at the Jindan late-stage cultivator indifferently.

"Ah!"

A tragic scream was heard, and the cultivator's eyeballs exploded without warning, and blood gushed out like a stream. The cultivator held his head and fainted.

The man who came was the brother of the city lord Yun Tianfang, Yun Tiange in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Yun Tiange snorted coldly without waiting for Tai Qingyu and the others to speak: "You dare to attack my Lingyun Sect's disciples, you are looking for death! However, since you didn't kill them, I will give up your ignorant dog eyes, so that you won't jump around in the Tai family! I wonder if Junior Brother Qingyu has any objection to my actions?"

"Haha, Senior Youyun taught my ignorant subordinate a lesson, Qingyu has learned the lesson!" Tai Qingyu understood that if it was an ordinary mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, just to criticize their Tai family, they could still fight with the ten of them.

However, Yuntiange is one of the most talented and qualified people in the history of Lingyun Sect. His strength is comparable to that of Yuanying Dzogchen masters. He can annihilate their entire army with just one hand without any effort. Nowadays, I can only eat Coptis chinensis while holding my nose.

"Hehe, Senior Nephew Qingyu is indeed the proud daughter of heaven who defeated Xu Yanxin. She is capable of bending and stretching and can achieve great things. Since you are so eager to know the secret of this ancient camphor tree, let me answer you juniors." Yuntiange's sudden words directly caused Tai Qingyu's eyes to surge with murderous intent, and then disappeared instantly. This was the biggest secret in her heart!

Of course, Yuntiange saw the killing intent in Tai Qingyu's eyes, but he laughed indifferently and said: "This ancient camphor tree leads directly to the underground hall. There is a teleportation array to the front city in the hall. This is our Lingyun One of the sect’s top secrets, in order to prevent this secret from being leaked, I have no choice but to let you juniors temporarily stay in the City Lord’s Mansion for a while.”

As soon as the words fell, when Tai Qingyu was about to make a move, Yuntiange suddenly disappeared on the spot. One person turned into nine people, and appeared in front of the nine people of Tai Qingyu who were shocked in the blink of an eye. The nine Yuntiange They tapped their eyebrows one after another, and Tai Qingyu and others instantly lost consciousness and fainted.

"Junior Brother Wutang, let's go. Chen Yong has been to Qiancheng long before Yi stick of incense. You must be considerate. As soon as you heard the news that he was being hunted by the Tai family, you rushed over without stopping. You are already full of sincerity. It’s full, hey, I will personally accompany you to the West Desert another day, so that you can meet the fellow student who has half of the "Blood Monk" skills. Haha, this time, Song Qifang’s Tai family must give some blood. She took Tai Qingyu and others back," Yuntiange said with a long smile while stroking his gray beard.

"Oh, senior brother, you are originally the most handsome person in the history of our sect, but you always pretend to be an old man and grow a long beard, which directly makes your image plummet. It is simply a waste of resources!" Chen Wutang, who originally thought he was in trance and indifferent, was moved when he heard that Yuntiange cared about him so much, and couldn't help joking with him.

"Well, junior brother, you must understand the truth. There is no perfect person in the world, let alone perfect things. Only when the way of heaven is flawed will it continue to perfect itself, so that it will last forever and be able to control thousands of things. Dao. Because I am too perfect, I will be punished by God! So I have to make myself disabled all the time. If not, I will be close to death." Yun Tiange said to Chen Wutang seriously.

"Senior brother's words, Wutang will definitely remember them in his heart!"

It turns out that perfection is also a flaw, and the flaw is that God cannot tolerate it!