Facing Feng Siyan, who had been implanted with extremely cold energy by Hong Qianjun, Chu Yun just flicked his finger, and a golden flame flew out and penetrated from Feng Siyan's mouth.
Chu Yun controlled the glazed diamond flame to swim around Feng Siyan's body, and the extremely cold energy continued to dissipate wherever it passed.
Hong Qianjun has worked hard for decades to cultivate the extremely cold energy, but not many people in the world can break through it.
But it is not difficult for Chu Yun. After all, the Glazed Vajra Flame is a strange fire and cannot be compared to the extremely cold energy cultivated by Hong Qianjun.
soon.
The ice crystals on Feng Siyan's body began to melt.
Her entire breathing recovered from her near-death state.
By the end, all the extreme cold energy was cleared away, and Feng Siyan had regained her vitality, but she had been tortured by the extreme cold energy for nearly three months.
Her body is still very weak.
Chu Yun said: "You take a good rest and I will kill Hong Qianjun."
Feng Siyan looked at Chu Yun with gratitude on her face and admiration in her eyes. She was about to say something.
Chu Yun was already walking outside.
…
Lingnan, Li Fenzong.
Ever since the volcano erupted and news of Chu Yun's death spread, Wu De has been staying here.
He did not dare to go back and face Yan Ruoting and others, so he lived in Lifenzong and became a guest elder here.
Huoshan and his party greatly damaged Li Fenzong's strength.
Their strength was already weak, but after more than thirty elite disciples died, a sect leader was added, and the sect's treasure was lost, their strength dropped to an outrageous level.
Currently, a new sect leader was elected within the sect, and Wu Deshun was treated politely because he knew how to arrange formations.
He had a pretty good life here.
at this time.
In Li Fenzong's dining room, several disciples were eating and reading newspapers.
This newspaper is printed and distributed by the Wanxiang Sect in the monastic world, and it specializes in reporting some information about the monastic world, Dharma cultivation, and martial arts. Otherwise, these sects are all in the deep mountains and forests.
There was no signal, it was very blocked, and I had no idea what major events were happening outside.
We can only learn about the happenings outside through this newspaper.
A disciple read out some important contents while reading.
"The Wudang Sect will hold a leadership handover ceremony in two days. All martial artists and cultivators are invited to attend."
"The young leader of the Ghost Witch Sect has disappeared recently. If anyone knows his whereabouts, please let me know. I will be grateful."
"The head of the Hehuan Sect will take in the thirty-second concubine in three days. Fellow Taoists, please check if there are any missing persons in your home."
"Yaowang Valley has successfully refined the Birth Yuan Dan. Fellow Taoists in need can order it."
"..."
"After more than two months of waiting, Chu Yun finally responded positively to Hong Qianjun's invitation to fight and will appear at Guanxing Lake the day after tomorrow."
"Huh? What!"
"Chu Yun?"
While Wu Deshun was eating, his hand shook suddenly and he almost spilled the tomato and egg soup.
"Chu... Young Master Chu, he's not... not dead!!"
Wu Deshun was so excited that he quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks and grabbed the newspaper he was reading on the seat next to him.
"Fuck you, what the hell..."
The disciple who was robbed of his newspaper immediately became angry. I was just reading it, but someone actually robbed him of his newspaper.
But when I saw it was Wu Deshun, I was immediately frightened and my legs were shaking.
He knelt down directly on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "I don't know if I am Elder Wu, but I still ask Elder Wu to atone for his sins."
Wu Deshun didn't care about this disciple at this time. After confirming that Chu Yun was really going to challenge him, he couldn't help but jump up.
"Wow hahaha, Young Master Chu is not dead, Young Master Chu is not dead, the sky has eyes, the sky has eyes!"
"I just said that Chu Shaofu was lucky, how could he die in a volcano?"
"No, I have to go find Mr. Chu. How can the small Li Fen Sect accommodate a giant Buddha like me?"
Wu Deshun was extremely excited and walked away without even saying goodbye to his sect leader.
A group of stunned Li Fen Sect disciples were left behind.
Three days flew by in a snap.
…
Tianshu.
On the top of Yunxia Mountain, Stargazing Lake.
At this moment, there are not as many cultivators as there used to be, only a few dozen casual cultivators are left.
Zhen Ning snorted and said angrily: "What's so great about the handover of the Wudang leader? So many people came to watch, and they didn't even pay attention to my master's first battle after he came out of seclusion. It's really annoying."
Cui Ping chuckled, "Little junior sister, you don't know something. The handover of the Wudang leader is indeed nothing unusual, but the fairy brew on the wine table is a strange thing.
These people went to attend the head handover ceremony just for this magical brew."
"Hmph, what kind of immortal brew is that? What a loud tone. Are there immortals in Wudang? After killing this Chu Yun, Master will go to Wudang to challenge Chu Yeli. When he sees them, they will be looking for teeth if they don't fight."
Zhen Ning said unconvinced.
The remaining cultivators around him all took a deep breath.
The only one who dared to say that Chu Yeli was beaten to pieces was probably Hong Qianjun's disciple.
Xing Li frowned: "Little junior sister, please don't lie. The wine in Wudang is indeed good. Drinking one glass can increase your life by three months."
Brother Wei was lucky enough to drink it once, and I can’t forget the taste now.”
Seeing that her senior brother had spoken, Zhen Ning stuck out her tongue, not daring to complain any more.
However, she was still unconvinced. So what happened to extending her life by three months? It was not three years.
As for everyone going to curry favor with Wudang?
Xing Li sighed leisurely, this is the foundation of the sect, it can't be compared.
Although Hong Qianjun is the strongest among the casual cultivators, his background is definitely not as good as that of the famous sects.
These are the ones who stay to watch the battle.
He probably knew that he was not qualified to enter the Wudang Hall to drink, so he stayed.
"Then why hasn't Chu Yun come yet? Maybe he's afraid!"
"It's hard to say. It's been almost three months since I came out to challenge. Anyway, I'm used to being a coward, so it doesn't matter if I do it again."
"I really want to see what Chu Yun looks like, who can make Senior Hong wait here for so long."
"..."
Wu Deshun was also in the crowd at this time. Hearing these words, a sneer appeared on his face, Mr. Chu, how can you know this?
But in today's battle, he didn't have much confidence in Chu Yun.
After all, Hong Qianjun was a famous cultivation genius decades ago. He has been in seclusion for thirty years, and now he has completed his foundation building and is half-step into innateness.
It is only one step away from the true innate realm.
Although Chu Yun was powerful, Wu Deshun was really unsure about who would win against Hong Qianjun.
Just as everyone was whispering, Xing Li seemed to sense something and suddenly looked towards the entrance of Yunxia Mountain.
The others also looked at it.
A series of sounds came.
"Chu Yun is here!"
"The strongest battle is about to begin!"
"I want to see if he is really qualified for this battle!"
"..."
The calm top of Yunxia Mountain exploded in an instant.
The cultivators and warriors who came here to watch the battle all looked over, wanting to see what this person who had waited so long for Hong Qianjun to come out of seclusion to fight in Vietnam look like?
