It was just a simple low shout, without any brilliance shining, and there was no vibration in the void, and after he shouted those words, the void remained calm.
"Senior, have you traced that person's traces?"
Chen Yuan spoke immediately.
If possible, naturally leave it behind to avoid it becoming a trouble in the future. Of course, the most important thing is that the opponent's strength should not be as good as theirs.
Otherwise, you won’t hide your head and show your tail, and you won’t even dare to show your face.
"It's just a trace of spiritual thought that came over."
Lu Chengfeng shook his head.
"It's a pity..."
Moro smiled.
Lu Chengfeng sighed softly:
"It's just Japan, it's just a minor problem, not worth mentioning. Our real enemies are the people above."
He pointed at the void.
"oh?"
Moro raised his eyebrows and his eyes flashed.
"You and I have a common enemy."
"Donor Lu is also dissatisfied with the Immortal Realm?"
"I naturally have little interest in being a dog. You and I have become immortals. What we want is to be free and at ease, not to be restrained and driven by others."
After Lu Chengfeng finished speaking, he turned his eyes to Chen Yuan and asked again with a very serious expression:
"But the eighth level of thunder tribulation?"
Chen Yuan did not hesitate this time and nodded:
"yes."
"Okay, okay..."
Although Lu Chengfeng had already understood in his heart that Chen Yuan was safe and sound now, and his cultivation had reached Yangshen level, so he must have passed through the Yangshen tribulation safely.
But I still want to urgently ask for a result, so that I can feel at peace.
Now that he heard the accurate answer, he was happy, but also breathed a sigh of relief, and saw the hope of real resistance.
Only those who have truly faced it will know how powerful the Immortal Realm is. Otherwise, why has he been silent in Emperor Wu City for more than eight hundred years? Do you really think he likes to sleep?
That's just a last resort.
"Are you two going back to the Central Plains?"
"good."
"In that case, you two might as well come to Emperor Wu City to talk. It's just a wisp of my spiritual thoughts now, which is really against the way of hospitality, hahaha..." Lu Chengfeng looked at the two of them with a smile on his face.
"The donor is very polite."
Moro nodded and nodded in agreement.
He is also eager to recruit more helpers to fight against the Immortal Realm. Only relying on him and the Old Heavenly Master, even the Buddha cannot defeat it, and it is impossible to overthrow the Immortal Realm.
As for Chen Yuan, it will take some time for him to grow.
"Then I'm in Emperor Wu City, waiting for you two." Lu Chengfeng laughed, and his illusory body gradually disappeared into the void without a trace.
"Senior, do you really want to go?"
Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes.
Moro's expression gradually turned solemn and he said solemnly:
"I'm afraid that the low shout just now was not only aimed at the Japanese benefactor, but also revealed his strength to the poor monk. The Immortal Realm is too strong. Since there are like-minded people, we should join forces to fight against the enemy."
"Then how strong is it?"
Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows. He really didn't realize how scary the other party was, but Moro couldn't lie to him. Maybe, that voice was just directed at other people.
Moro's eyes were deep, he pondered for a moment, and then said softly:
"The poor monk guessed that maybe... no less than Tathagata."
"Earth Immortal?!"
Chen Yuan was suddenly shocked. He didn't expect Lu Chengfeng's strength to be so terrifying.
"It's not known yet. This is just the humble monk's guess. However, there is no doubt that this donor Lu is much stronger than the poor monk!"
...
...
Above the East China Sea, the calm void suddenly became distorted, and then, a young figure staggered and fell from the void.
There was anger and horror on his face!
The previous fight was okay. The monk and the young man jointly defeated him in his current state, but the other party could never kill him.
Yagyu Jun has this confidence.
but....
Just when his spiritual mind was approaching, trying to detect the sneak attack, he sensed an extremely majestic aura, appearing in front of him like a mountain.
Then, there was a low shout.
The shock hit his ears, making him feel a little unsteady for a moment. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to explore any more and immediately ran for his life.
So as not to be left behind by the other party.
Even now, he still has a lingering heart.
Yagyu Jun didn't know the strength of that person, but he felt that he was several levels stronger than himself. He might even have surpassed the realm of human immortals, condensed the power of the five elements, and surpassed the earth immortals.
"Zhongyuan's strength is truly terrifying."
Liu Shengjun's eyes were filled with gloom.
According to the information he learned, although the strength of the Central Plains is strong, it is also limited. Among the major immortal sects, except for the Western Region Lingshan, other forces may have already lost their immortals.
Even if there are, they are definitely very few.
Including the foreign enemies in the Central Plains, it can be said that it is surrounded by enemies on all sides.
It was precisely because of this that he dared to peek into the Central Plains.
It is naturally impossible to annex the Central Plains, but if they occupy a place and gradually multiply, there is actually a chance. After all, Japan's strength is not weak.
but....
What happened today was a lesson for him.
In just one sea area, he encountered a being who thought he was at the level of the true Buddha beyond the Lingshan Mountain, and there was also a peerless genius who made him jealous.
Even at a huge price, he wanted to win him over to Japan.
Then, there was an existence that was suspected to be at the level of an earthly immortal, causing him to run away like a bereaved dog.
Liu Shengjun felt that he had underestimated Zhongyuan.
It is difficult for Japan to deal with just the few people he has met so far, let alone the vast territory of the Central Plains, which is known as the essence of the world.
"Compared to the predicted disaster, perhaps... the Central Plains is more dangerous."
Liu Shengjun frowned and stayed in place for a long time. He let out a long breath and a firm look flashed in his eyes. He believed that there must be some hidden immortals in Japan.
We must find out and join forces!
We cannot let Japan be destroyed by a catastrophe!
...
...
On the border of the East China Sea, on a mountaintop somewhere, Ye Xiangnan, the Lord of Emperor Wu City, dressed in a black martial arts robe, stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his hands, looking at the vast and endless sea in the distance.
His brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were somewhat thoughtful.
He was not idle. Ever since Chen Yuan killed Jingtai in the Battle of Purple Mountain, the world had completely entered chaos, although the real chaos had not yet begun.
But everyone knows that this is not far away.
All forces are making active preparations, including the Xiang family, Tianmo Palace, Chen Yuan, Nangong Lie and other forces in the south, the remnants of the Sima clan, the Gu family, the Goddess Palace and other forces in the middle, and the Wudang Mountains and Wei Jinfeng in the north, naturally including Emperor Wu City, so he is very busy now, dealing with various things.
Strive to completely control the East China Sea as soon as possible, and then move towards Yunzhou.
In troubled times, who doesn’t have the ambition to reach the top?
He, Ye Xiangnan, was as confident as anyone else, and with hundreds of years of planning, he naturally wanted to sit on the throne.
However, today he was alerted by a spiritual thought from his master, asking him to come here to welcome the two distinguished guests.
Needless to say, how powerful the distinguished guest was that he, Ye Xiangnan, could personally welcome. Therefore, Ye Xiangnan just frowned a little because the other party hadn't come yet.
As for dissatisfaction, of course there is none.
He guessed that the master's guests were probably immortals wandering in the endless sea. They came here specifically to visit the master and had contacted him in advance.
For immortals, one must have due respect.
After waiting at the top of the mountain for about two hours, the sky turned orange-red. As the sun set, Ye Xiangnan finally saw a large ship approaching the shore in the distance.
Ye Xiangnan did not hesitate, stepped out of the void step by step, and said loudly:
"The two of you have come a long way, and Ye was disappointed to meet you from afar."
"Haha... I have kept Lord Ye waiting for a long time."
A familiar voice reached his ears, and Ye Xiangnan was immediately stunned. He thought quickly in his mind, and finally judged his identity through his voice.
It's...Chen Yuan!
His eyes widened. Due to etiquette, he couldn't use his spiritual sense to detect it before, so he didn't know the identity of the other party. However, he had been separated from Chen Yuan not long ago, and he was very familiar with this voice.
In order to confirm, Ye Xiangnan's spiritual thoughts also moved towards the distance, and sure enough, he saw a young man standing on the deck wearing a black robe with gold patterns.
It’s indeed Chen Yuan!
Master's distinguished guest actually refers to Chen Yuan...
Ye Xiangnan couldn't be said to be dissatisfied, but he was also a little disappointed. But before he could think of other ideas, another aura soon appeared in his mind.
And he also quickly sensed the identity of the other party. It was the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who fought against the Buddha in the battle of Purple Mountain. No...it seems to be called Mara now!
On top of the ship.
Moro no longer concealed his whereabouts, but slowly emerged from behind Chen Yuan. Ever since they decided to return to the Central Plains that day, they had not hesitated too much.
After the ship in the future tense recovered from the depths of the sea, the two began their journey back. After several days, they finally arrived at the East China Sea.
"Haha... Senior Lu is quite interesting. He actually sent this person to greet the guests." Chen Yuan shook his head, a little surprised. After all, Ye Xiangnan's status was very high.
Since more than a hundred years ago, it has been occupying the second place in the world.
He is also the master of the Immortal Sect, with extraordinary strength.
When it comes to the world, there are actually only a few people who can match Ye Xiangnan's status.
Of course, Chen Yuan also knew that the reason why Lu Chengfeng sent Ye Xiangnan was probably mostly because of Mo Luo. After all, he was also an immortal.
In the absence of Lu Chengfeng, it was reasonable to send Ye Xiangnan.
The building boat gradually approached, and within a moment, it arrived near the shore. Chen Yuan rose from the sky and came to Ye Xiangnan step by step.
"Lord Yecheng, it's been a long time."
"Friend Shura."
Ye Xiangnan stared at Chen Yuan with a flash of solemnity and shock in his eyes. He remembered clearly the battle at Purple Mountain, when Chen Yuan had not yet broken through Yangshen.
Although his strength is astonishing and Lian Jingtai can kill him, he is still in the realm of refining gods.
And now....
He has already reached the level of Yang Shen. Judging from his aura, he is not the first to enter Yang Shen. He is obviously an experienced true king who has been practicing in the realm of Yang Shen for a long time.
The physical body seemed invisible, but he still felt from it that the five internal organs were connected to the heaven and earth, constantly absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth into the body, and continuously tempering the physical body.
Great magical power! ! !
It is definitely a masterpiece of magical power!
Another complicated thought quickly flashed in Ye Xiangnan's eyes. The soul turned into Yang, and the magical power was achieved! He naturally knows how strong the combination of the two is.
If the artistic conception reaches perfection, there will be almost no shortcomings.
It’s unbelievable!
You know, it has only been half a month since the Battle of Purple Mountain, and Chen Yuan has actually undergone such a huge change.
Based on his strength, he might be just a sliver behind him.
Qualified to be able to stand on the same level as now.
When the world is in chaos in the future, Chen Yuan may be more than just a powerful enemy. Ye Xiangnan has a vague hunch that what the master said before...may be right.
The future of such a person is limitless.
"Senior Moro..."
The leaves arch toward the south.
"Ye Donor."
Moro clasped his hands together and smiled.
"The master is waiting in the secret place, please come."
Ye Xiangnan stretched out his hand and said.
Chen Yuan nodded, but there was actually some complicated meaning in his eyes. Until now, there is always a picture in his mind, that is, the scene when he first met Ye Xiangnan.
At that time, he was extremely domineering, wearing a black robe and invincible in the world, exuding the aura of a strong man from top to bottom, but now... he is actually on the same level as the other party.
Maybe it's not as good as it is, but it's definitely not far behind.
Chen Yuan has been to Emperor Wudi City, and Moro has also seen Emperor Wudi City from a distance. Now that he is revisiting it for the second time, everything is still roughly the same as before. The only difference is that.
That may be because the entire Emperor Wu City is filled with a murderous atmosphere.
It seems to be preparing something.
As for what it is, Chen Yuan also knows it in his heart.
It’s just because of the general trend of the world.
When he came to Emperor Wu City, Chen Yuan actually really wanted to meet his old acquaintance Ye Chenbai. The last time they exchanged letters was...
At that time, Chen Yuan was still in the capital and was awarded the title of Marquis of Wu'an. Ye Chenbai wrote a letter to congratulate him, saying that he had been transferred back to Emperor Wu City and looked forward to meeting him again.
But later, because Chen Yuan was too busy, Ye Chenbai seemed to understand the gap between them and stopped contacting them. After all, only those with similar strengths are friends.
When there is a huge disparity in strength, we cannot be called friends.
Because even if both parties don't mean it, there is no such thing as equality. The weak will naturally have restraints. Unless someone like Wang Ping is young, they can avoid it.
Returning to Emperor Wu City, Chen Yuan, led by Ye Xiangnan, once again walked up the ladder to heaven, climbed the fairy mountain above the Yuanjing vein, and saw the Celestial Palace.
Everything seems to be the same as before.
Coming to the stone mirror, Ye Xiangnan said in a deep voice:
"Senior Moro, fellow Taoist Shura, please."
"Haha...thank you."
Moro nodded and stepped into the stone mirror with a normal expression. Chen Yuan nodded to Ye Xiangnan and walked in. Ye Xiangnan turned around and left.
...
Asking for a monthly ticket!
