Chapter 59: A great harvest, the sect leader is palpitating
As Xiao Xuan spoke, the aura on his body suddenly rose up, and his clothes were flying like a demon king descending on the world, extremely domineering and looking down on the world.
Seeing this scene, the two girls were immediately frightened.
They had never seen Xiao Xuan look so majestic, as if he were a high-ranking king looking down on his subjects.
This feeling is so suffocating!
However, the two women had seen how powerful Xiao Xuan was, and they quickly came to their senses, bowed respectfully and said, "Disciple, I respect my master's orders!"
Seeing Xiao Xuan's power, Su Zhiyuan opened his mouth even wider and looked at him with shock. But after being stunned for a long time, he still persuaded him:
"Senior, this Luoyun Sect is not a small sect, but a large sect that has stood in Luoyun City for nearly a thousand years. It has a very profound foundation. It also has a mountain-protecting formation that only Yuanying monks can forcibly break. If senior acts rashly, I am afraid there will be consequences.
You’re at a disadvantage!”
Su Zhiyuan's words made Xiao Xuan raise his eyebrows and said with a calm smile:
"It's just a mountain-protecting formation. Xiao wants to see if this mountain-protecting formation can withstand the torment!"
Su Zhiyuan was immediately choked and speechless, feeling speechless in his heart.
Seeing Xiao Xuan's tough attitude, he couldn't help but shook his head secretly and sighed.
But then, he recovered, gritted his teeth, and said firmly: "Since senior insists on going, then Su will sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman. Although Su is not strong, he will try his best to protect Mu Han and Miss Lin."
, so that seniors don’t have to worry about anything when facing the enemy!”
Xiao Xuan smiled and patted Su Zhiyuan on the shoulder.
He could see that the other party was indeed a responsible person!
This made him appreciate it very much.
"Haha, thank you!"
"Senior, you're welcome!"
Su Zhiyuan responded with his hands raised.
Afterwards, Xiao Xuan calmed down his momentum, looked around, and saw the disciples who had survived the disaster looking at him tremblingly, their eyes full of fear, and he couldn't help but snort.
These people are already frightened out of their wits, it's not worth it for him to take action again just to add blood!
Next, Xiao Xuan waved his hand, and more than thirty storage rings flew out from the bloody mess and floated quietly in front of him.
Using his spiritual consciousness to scan at will, Xiao Xuan already had an idea in his mind.
He found 500,000 medium-grade spiritual stones in each of those storage rings, as well as a bunch of elixirs, magic weapons and the like.
Xiao Xuan looked at the wealth with a satisfied expression on his face.
"You guys should divide these things!"
Xiao Xuan did not hesitate, looking at Zhinu and Su Muhan calmly and said.
When Zhinu and Su Muhan heard this, they were immediately shocked, with panic written on their faces.
Su Zhiyuan and the disciples around him also had shocked faces, and a chill ran out of their hearts.
Each of these items is valuable, and some of them are top-grade blood evil orders. If they are traded, they can be exchanged for a huge amount of spiritual stones.
If it were left as an ownerless thing in the world, it would have been robbed by countless people and fought to the death.
However, now this amount of wealth, which is enough to make people crazy, has fallen into Xiao Xuan's bag. Before he could cover it up, he gave it to his apprentice without hesitation.
I'm afraid only a monster like Xiao Xuan can do this kind of generosity!
Everyone couldn't help but think of Xiao Xuan's peerless grace in killing more than thirty golden elixir masters with just one sword.
This kind of strength, this kind of courage, makes people feel desperate!
Thinking of this, Su Zhiyuan looked at Xiao Xuan and suddenly became more awed.
But those disciples looked at Zhinu and Su Muhan with envy and jealousy, feeling extremely jealous in their hearts.
"Is it possible that these two women saved the common people in their previous life, so they are so lucky to have Xiao Xuan as their disciple in this life?
How wonderful it would be if Xiao Xuan were our master!"
Zhinu and Su Muhan knew Xiao Xuan's character and could not be stubborn, so they obediently put those things away.
[Ding dong! The host gives the apprentice 500,000 mid-grade spiritual stones, and the reward is a hundred times, and he gets 5,000 top-grade spiritual stones!]
[Ding dong! The host gives the disciple the Blood Fiend Order (a top-notch earth-level product), and the rewards are ten times greater, and he gets the "Nine Refinements of Divine Sense" (a top-notch earth-level product)! 】
[Ding dong! The host gives the apprentice a number of weapons, and the reward is thirty times the reward, and he gets a finger-wrap soft sword (unparalleled earth-level product)! 】
[Ding dong! The host gives the apprentice some spiritual elixirs, and the reward is twenty times, and he gets a fifth-grade body training elixir! 】
…
Luoyun Sect, side hall.
A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes was standing in the center of the hall with a solemn expression. He had a handsome face, deep eyes, and an aura of coldness all over his body.
This person is surprisingly none other than Ye Wenyuan, the leader of the Luoyun Sect!
In front of him, there was a jet black long sword floating. The blade was about four inches wide and seven feet long. It was completely black and engraved with simple and mysterious patterns.
And above that long sword, there was a thick layer of blood-colored mist, exuding a cold chill all over.
At this moment, the sword was suspended in the air, and the sword was buzzing, as if brewing endless power, which made people feel an inexplicable throbbing in their hearts.
This sword is a divine weapon that has reached the lower level of heaven. It was refined by Ye Wenyuan himself after spending countless efforts and seven years.
The name of the sword is Luoyun!
The Luoyun Sword contains an extremely miraculous power. Once it is unleashed, it is enough to make Ye Wenyuan transcend the realm and make a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage drink with hatred on the spot.
However, after a weapon reaches the heavenly level, it breaks away from the level of a mortal soldier and requires a large amount of blood essence to nourish and train.
For this, Ye Wenyuan paid a heavy price.
But what Ye Wenyuan never expected was that the Luoyun Sword was like a bottomless pit. Even he, a seventh-level golden elixir who had stagnated his cultivation for so many years, could only barely control it to exert 60% to 70% of its power.
This shocked Ye Wenyuan. At the same time, he also felt a little angry in his heart. He felt that Luo Yunjian seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him and deliberately squeezing the potential in his body!
"This time, I don't believe you, what tricks can you continue to play!"
A fierce light flashed across Ye Wenyuan's eyes.
Then, he stretched out his palms and slowly placed them on the sword. Suddenly, a majestic spiritual energy and blood poured into the Luoyun Sword from his palms.
.
With the injection of these spiritual energy, the Luoyun Sword suddenly burst out with a burst of dazzling blood-red light, like a blood moon, shining with a frightening light.
A terrifying momentum burst out from within the sword body, causing the temperature of the entire side hall to suddenly rise a lot in an instant.
"This is... a weapon spirit?
!”
Suddenly, Ye Wenyuan felt a completely different aura erupting from the sword body, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Weapon spirit?
Luoyun Sword actually has a weapon spirit?
!”
Ye Wenyuan was shocked and became even more curious about this Luoyun Sword.
"Could it be that the reason why I couldn't complete the ritual before was because all the energy, blood and spiritual energy were absorbed by the weapon spirit?
When the weapon spirit appears at this time, does it mean that I am about to feed it and fully train it?"
Thinking about it, Ye Wenyuan couldn't help but feel excited.
He quickly took out a few bottles of elixirs and swallowed them whole. He began to mobilize his energy, blood and spiritual power, and crazily poured them into Luoyun Sword.
After a while, Ye Wenyuan was panting from exhaustion, his whole body was covered in sweat, and his clothes were soaked.
However, Ye Wenyuan still did not relax at all. Instead, he worked harder to stimulate the blood and spiritual power in his body and continuously input it into the Luoyun Sword.
He wanted the weapon spirit to absorb the spiritual energy and blood in his body as soon as possible so that it could successfully transform and transform into a real weapon spirit!
I don't know how long it took, but the momentum on the Luoyun Sword finally became more stable, but the terrifying fluctuations have still not been eliminated.
"Haha, great! It seems that I have refined this Luoyun Sword after all!"
Ye Wenyuan was so happy that he could not help but look up to the sky and roar.
However, at this moment, a feeling of palpitations suddenly hit his heart.
The next moment, his mind was shaken, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
And as his indoctrination came to an abrupt end, the Luoyun Sword returned to its original appearance, floating quietly in the air, exuding a gloomy, cold, and chilling aura.
Ye Wenyuan looked pale and stared at the Luoyun Sword in front of him with a horrified expression, unable to say a word.
He never expected that after he had worked so hard to refine and practice the Luoyun Sword for so long, he would be destroyed by an inexplicable sense of crisis at the most critical moment.
Fall short!
"I'm so angry!"
Ye Wenyuan clenched his fists.
He had a look of reluctance on his face, his eyes were rounded, and he was staring at the Luoyun Sword in front of him, as if he wanted to poke a hole into the divine sword in front of him to see what was going on with it.
At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall.
"metropolitan!"
An elder from Luoyun Sect ran all the way into the side hall and shouted respectfully to Ye Wenyuan.
Seeing this, Ye Wenyuan quickly gathered his thoughts, put away the Luo Yun Sword, turned around and looked at the elder, with a look in his eyes.
With a trace of confusion and annoyance, he asked in a cold voice: "What's the matter?"
"Sect Master, the fate of Wang Wencheng and Lin Yuncheng has been extinguished!"
"What?
!”
Upon hearing the news, Ye Wenyuan suddenly changed his color, and a cold light shot out of his eyes.
Sects such as Hongmeng Sect and Luoyun Sect will set up an ancestral hall to worship the life lamps of their elders.
When the life lamp goes out, it means death.
Ye Wenyuan never thought that Wang Wencheng and Lin Yuncheng, who had just met yesterday, would die so quietly.
Could it be that the inexplicable sense of crisis just now was because of this matter?
Ye Wenyuan was a little confused and asked quickly: "Did Wang Wencheng send a signal for help before he died?"
The elder frowned and shook his head.
Ye Wenyuan looked solemn.
Wang Wencheng and Lin Yuncheng were both masters of the golden elixir, and Wang Wencheng was at the fifth level of the golden elixir. How could he not even transmit the secret signal back before his death?
Could it be said that when the two of them were killed, they fell without a chance to use the secret technique?
!
Thinking of this, Ye Wenyuan's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously, making him feel the seriousness of the matter.
If this is the case, the enemies the two of them face are at least monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul, perhaps even in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!
When did our Luoyun Sect provoke such a powerful opponent?
Ye Wenyuan, who had failed in his Luoyun Sword practice, felt even more depressed in his heart, but he still cheered up and told the elder: "The death of Wang Wencheng and Lin Yuncheng is just a prelude. I'm afraid the matter is not that simple.
Go down immediately and order everyone in the sect to prepare for battle!"