With a "chi" sound in the void, Fang Yanying appeared behind Chen Lian, just like a curtain in the void. After pulling it open, she appeared.

This is an extremely skillful sword escape technique. It integrates the sword energy into the body, and it is extremely fast. Because of the characteristics of the invisible sword energy, once it is used, it will be gone without a trace.

Fang Yanying said, "Uncle Master, I went to the mountain and met the mountain god. I have set up a letter of war for you."

When she spoke, she couldn't help but think of the scene of going up the mountain. It was a young man in a green Taoist robe standing on the cliff, with snow all over the sky, and then the sound of sword chanting sounds. All the snow turned into powder in the sound of sword chanting. Finally, it fell into the void and became fog. When it drips down, it became wind and rain.

It would be fine if it was just that. Fang Yanying could feel that even if she transformed into an invisible sword energy, she would be affected by the sound of the sword chant. The frequency of the magic power would be consistent with the sword chant, and even the soul would be no exception. It was even as if the other party thought and changed the frequency of the sword chant, she could turn her into a pool of blood mist. She could not imagine that there was such a terrible sword technique in the world.

"You heard the sword roar, can you see the Xianxian Sword?" Chen Lian's eyes were leisurely, and heaving and undulating with the weak water.

Fang Yanying recalled that he had only heard the sword roar and had never seen the sword, and said, "Report to the uncle, I didn't see it."

"What a pity, that's really a good sword. If you can defeat this sword or be defeated by this sword, it will be a rare pleasure in life." Chen Lian turned around and smiled slightly. The Five Elements Divine Sword hanging around his waist made a clear roar, as if he was dissatisfied with Chen Lian's words.

It has been born, and has never tried the taste of failure, and never wants to know what the taste of failure is.

Fang Yanying didn't know why Uncle Master knew that she had heard the sword roar, but when Uncle Master said 'may be defeated by this sword', he couldn't help but worry, and said, "The mountain god said to me 'On the full moon night, a sword flying immortal'. I'll do it. Next month is full, and there are still twenty days left before now. Uncle Master found the fruit of immortality?" Uncle Master's wide sleeves covered the hands of the white bones, but with such an incomplete body, how can he fight with the mountain god to the top of the world? With a slight impact, it may affect the outcome.

"It can be said that it was found, or it can be said that it was not found, because the fruit of immortality is no longer a fruit, but a person." Chen Lian sighed.

"Man?" Fang Yanying didn't understand what this meant.

"The Posa Tree is a treasure tree from the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, but its result is different from our understanding. To be precise, the fruit of immortality is a kind of 'retribution'. In the end, it will be in a certain creature. If he has the 'retribution of immortality', he will definitely become a Bodhisattva or even a Buddha in the future. I only understand this when I saw that person. Speaking of which, this person is more precious than the immortal medicine in the eyes of the creatures who practice in the world. His flesh and blood flows with the power of the fruit of immortality. After eating it, the demons can be expected to become a great saint, Taoism is expected to set foot in the celestial immortals, Buddhism is expected to attain the Bodhisattva fruit. Even if I eat him, I can go further and compare with Chen Beidou." Chen Lian said with a faint smile.

"Where is that person? Is it difficult to catch?" Fang Yanying's eyes showed a strange look. Even if she was a little kind, she could abandon these things when she was involved in life and death. What's more, the uncle of the master treated her as much as a mountain. If the uncle had any concerns and had all kinds of sins, she would suffer after death.

Chen Lian smiled and looked at Fang Yanying quietly, and said, "You don't have to worry about this matter. For the rest of the time, you can find a place to practice the great freedom and invisible sword energy I passed on to you, otherwise you will not even have the qualification to watch the battle at that time, which will go against my original intention of bringing you to Zhongshan."

Fang Yanying saw the uncle's expression firm, so she had to say "promise" and disappeared into the wind and rain.

The invisible sword energy of Great Freedom and Invisible sword energy are only different from the three words "Great Freedom", but in essence there is a difference between heaven and earth. The three words "Great Freedom" come from Buddhism and have the wonderful intention of Taoism. Even if you only achieve a small success, you can get a little bit of freedom and protect yourself in the earth-shaking decisive battle.

Chen Lian couldn't say where his future destiny would flow. He could only try his best to cultivate several seeds of cultivation for the sect. At this time, he missed Senior Brother Chen even more, because whether it was Senior Sister or Lu Shouyi or Yan Bugui, it was just a temporary choice, and it was definitely not Qing Xuan's backbone.

Now, except for him, Qingxuan is the only master who can make the Dinghai Snake.

Unfortunately, both of them may not be able to stay in this world for a long time, especially when he refining himself, he is diligent and quick, and it is definitely not without any future troubles. He has attracted the attention of the "Dao of Heaven". Even after Chen Beidou's experience, he is afraid that there will be a more difficult disaster waiting for him. He admires Lu Jiuyuan more and more for how he can stay in this world for so long, and continue to make progress and come and go freely.

But no matter how good other people's path is, they don't have the path they choose to walk steadily. Chen Lian admired him, but he didn't envy him. He looked up at somewhere in Zhongshan and said to himself: "You think so too."

Chen Jinchan followed the Witch Lord. I don’t know if it was because he accompanied the Witch Lord to drink a bowl of dragon carp soup or because of the Witch Lord’s protection. No matter how steep the road up the mountain was, he could easily cross it. There was a heat in his body, which was endless, giving him endless strength to keep up with the Witch Lord who was walking slowly in front of him, but he didn’t realize that his pace frequency was the same as that of the Witch Lord.

Zhongshan is very high, and you can't see where the peak is at first sight. Fortunately, the mountain temple was not built on the peak. Even so, Chen Jinchan and Wu Zun walked to midnight, and they could see the moon in the sky. A few days before the full moon passed, a crescent moon in the sky looked like a knife, and it looked quite sharp. Even the cold snow was exposed under the moonlight, revealing the water chestnuts.

Chen Jinchan, who had always been Gujing Wubo's state of mind, became a little excited. After all, he was about to meet the mountain god. He was a great figure at the top of the world, in charge of the birth, old age, sickness and death of the creatures in Zhongshan.

His thoughts drifted like snowflakes, and then he suddenly stepped out, and the moonlight rippled. He and Wu Zun had already reached a flat cliff with him. The snow was piled up very thick, and even the thick clouds seemed to be within reach.

He didn't know that even if the temple was not on the top of the mountain, he might not be able to arrive for half a month by walking. Just now, the Witch Master used a Taoist technique similar to "shrinking the ground into an inch". He first asked him to follow him, adapt to the frequency of pace, and finally used the method. He reached the destination with one step, and would not cause serious burden on his body.

During this period, he had to wait until he practiced before he could understand that now he only saw a young man in a green Taoist robe sitting cross-legged on the roof of the temple, and that was the mountain god who believed in all the creatures born in Zhongshan.

He had a sword in front of his knees, and the moonlight slid across him like water, and then he could not see the extraordinary point.
Chapter completed!