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Chapter 573: Cultivator's Remnant Soul


The four of them were chatting in Chen Yunfeng's room.

When Bi Yue finally heard that Gu Yue was the first disciple of Kunlun and that Zen Master Zhi Gong was a master of the Buddhist sect, he suddenly didn't quite understand why the core disciples of these two major sects met.

My name is Senior Brother Chen Yunfeng It is said that if a person from the top of the mountain comes out, he can at least be the leader of a second- or third-rate sect.

However, such two masters of a large sect are also called Chen Yunfeng, the leader of a low-level sect, which makes him feel very sad. curious.

The four of them went back to their rooms until late at night.

After chatting for a while, Chen Yunfeng also found out more about the world.

Bi Yue came from the Tang Dynasty.

Although the sect was small, he was fairly well-informed.

Zen Master Zhi Gong Coming from the Song Dynasty, I know a lot about one party's affairs.

The four of them were all participating in the Shushan Immortal Cultivation Competition.

The next journey would only take more than a day, so they made an appointment to go to Shushan together so that they could have more care.

Chen Yunfeng, Gu Yue and Zen Master Zhi Gong are all considered masters among the younger generation.

Even if they wander around alone, there is no big problem.

They also have their own purposes when they are together; Chen Yunfeng needs a deeper understanding of the world of cultivation, but Gu Yue has her own girlish thoughts.

Zen Master Zhi Gong is curious about the two and contacts them.

Only Bi Yue is a master in the early stage of the trance realm, but the sect is too small and does not have a strong one.

Not to mention the martial arts, he doesn't even have a good magic weapon, and participating in the Immortal Cultivation Competition is just a part of the fun to show his face to Su Yuemen.

When Gu Yue and others returned to their respective rooms, Chen Yunfeng prepared to go to the Holy King Peak, which was only more than a hundred miles away.

It is said that this is the place where the founding Holy King of the Shu Han Dynasty passed away and became an immortal.

Unfortunately, no one believed in that remote place.

What kind of holy king is the earth related to?

Just as he was about to go out, Chen Yunfeng touched a bulge on his waist.

It was the plasticine given to him by Wu Xiaonuo.

He often played with this stuff when he was young.

This was the first time he had played with it elsewhere after time travel and rebirth.

See.

"Plasticine" Chen Yunfeng laughed and kneaded the ball of plasticine.

Then he stretched out the plasticine.

With this stretch, Chen Yunfeng suddenly realized that something was wrong with the lump of plasticine.

No matter how much he stretched it, the plasticine would not break.

It even reaches one percent of the thickness of a hair, and can extend as he pulls it.

"What a strange thing," Chen Yunfeng muttered secretly.

He condensed his consciousness into a stream and struck it into the plasticine, but he felt an invisible shield that prevented him from seeing the existence of the plasticine.

"magic weapon" Chen Yunfeng was confused for a moment, then he popped out a drop of essence and blood with his finger, and continued to hit the magic formula with both hands.

The slightest trace of true energy quickly forced the essence and blood into the plasticine.

Within a few breaths, the piece of plasticine continued to follow Chen Yunfeng's magic formula.

Twisting.

Finally, it turned into an invisible substance and stuck to Chen Yunfeng's whole body.

"Isn't Phantom Immortal Luo what Liu Shansheng wants?

It's actually in Wu Xiaonuo's hands.

Could this be God's will?"

Chen Yunfeng thought to himself with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

It turns out that this plasticine-like thing belongs to a sect of thieves that collapsed five hundred years ago.

Immortal weapon Phantom Immortal Luo, this thing has no defense or attack power.

The only effect is to change a person's appearance and skin color.

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Even in the consciousness, no one can detect it.

As a thieving sect, such a magic weapon can only Really good stuff.

Liu Shansheng didn't know where to find out about the ancestors of the Wu family, so he forced himself to get this thing.

Who knew that the thing had been in the hands of Wu Xiaonuo, a child.

Even Wu Yu didn't know that such a thing existed at home.

Good thing, for Chen Yunfeng, this Phantom Immortal Luo is far more worthy of his needs than any top-notch immortal weapon.

He looked at a water mirror that was issued casually.

However, within a few breaths of time, he had already changed into three or four different appearances.

Chen Yunfeng couldn't help but be surprised by the person who originally created this magical weapon, which even his spiritual consciousness couldn't discover its true appearance.

He refined this magical weapon just for the purpose of stealing without anyone discovering his identity.

He didn't know he had stolen it back then.

How many good things no one knows about.

After sighing for a moment about his luck, Chen Yunfeng held back his breath and jumped out of the window into the air.

He found the right direction and hurried all the way.

After a while, he saw the towering Saint King Peak under the cover of night.

Shengwang Peak is like a giant standing upright, and the top of the mountain is tilted like a human face looking up at the sky.

As soon as Chen Yunfeng arrived here, his consciousness began to scan inch by inch.

"Um" After scanning for only a moment, Chen Yunfeng discovered something different in a huge boulder on the top of the mountain.

He quickly used Jiu Xuan to break open the boulder, and in the middle was a golden bead the size of a sea bowl lying quietly.

The golden beads looked like they were not made by humans.

He quickly cast the magic formula according to the refining method for innate treasures.

Half an hour later, the golden beads penetrated Chen Yunfeng's Dantian, and the chaotic Yuanling surrounding him like the water spirit beads continued to shoot out streams of sharp golden spiritual power.

The metallic evil runes on Yuan Ling's back quickly became brighter.

Chen Yunfeng got this treasure but frowned and said in a low voice: "Is it possible that the golden spirit bead was just such an innate treasure that was ejected from the body of the big man in blood, and didn't leave anything more behind?"

He came here to find the whereabouts of the Goddess Palace, not to find treasures.

It was certainly worthwhile to get a strange treasure like the Golden Lingzhu, but his plan was to continue looking for clues that the big man in blood might have left when he died.

There is a huge power of golden spirit in the golden spirit bead, even billions of times more powerful than the original ten thousand acres of golden sea.

Even the Jiuxuan Suspended and Yuanling heads can only slowly absorb a trace of the spiritual power released by the golden spirit bead and the water spirit bead. .

Chen Yunfeng's consciousness kept scanning the ground.

As time passed, his consciousness had reached thirty feet below the ground.

Suddenly, at the mouth of the human head on the top of the Holy King Peak, Chen Yunfeng discovered a huge cave, and inside the cave But he saw a strange shadow sitting cross-legged.

As soon as his body moved, he rushed into the cave.

The shadow panicked and prepared to hide into the mountain wall.

Chen Yunfeng flicked his fingers, and more than a dozen soul-suppressing talismans were attached around the cave.

"Tsk."

As soon as the shadow hit the cave wall, blue smoke erupted and screamed.

He quickly burrowed into the ground, but the shadow emitted green smoke again.

Seeing Chen Yunfeng writing a huge soul-soothing talisman in his hand, the shadow hurriedly said: "Fellow Taoist, please stop."

Chen Yunfeng pointed his finger in the void, and a purple-red light network sealed the entire cave.

He looked at the shadow coldly and said: "Oh fellow Taoist, could it be that you are the remnant soul of a certain cultivator?"

Chen Yunfeng didn't know who the phantom in front of him was, but for his own sake, he had to ensure absolute safety and seal the entrance of the cave, and then he planned to get some information he needed from Canhun's mouth.

To be continued: