Chapter 511 Change the vest and replace the identity
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Liang Xin
Yu Yuanfei's face was pale, his voice trembled, and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief.
He never dreamed that he would encounter such a situation when he came out of the mountain for the first time in thousands of years as the Daoist Daoist and wanted to flex his muscles.
The man in front of him...
It is really chilling in the heart!
If he was given another chance, he would never dare to say such provocative words before.
Lu Wuchen ignored him. When he raised his hand, a vortex swirled in his palm, and a figure flew out and landed on the ground.
Long Ling also looked terrified and dazed.
After being released, her eyes turned subconsciously, and soon, her pupils were filled with shock, and she understood where this place was.
"This is Daozong's treasure ship..."
"how come……"
She looked dull and saw Yu Yuanfei over there.
When he saw the other party seriously injured on the ground, all the luck disappeared for a moment, and the whole person was lost.
Daoist Daoist, defeated?
"Your identity is very useful. It just so happens that I have something to do, so I borrowed it."
"What?" Yu Yuanfei was taken aback for a moment, then his face changed suddenly, "You are dreaming."
Borrow his identity?
He is a dignified Daoist Taoist!
In this heavenly universe, a big man who belongs to one of the six realms!
"That's up to you."
Lu Wuchen grabbed it, and the ancient nerves on the top of his head floated out, and the terrifying power that made the body cold spewed out.
"This is……"
Around Yu Yuanfei's face, he looked terrified: "You, you are a demon?!"
"This is not an ordinary method at all!"
He wailed and was terrified. As a Daoist, Yu Yuanfei had learned many classics and knew a lot. The scene before him immediately reminded him of the power of ancient demons.
This chief Tianjiao of Wanyutian is actually a demon?
Lu Wuchen was too lazy to talk, his ancient nerves were suspended, and with a light tap of his finger, Yu Yuanfei's body exploded and turned into blood mist.
A wisp of remnant soul screamed to flee, but he grabbed it casually.
"Daozi's memory..."
Lu Wuchen sensed the memory in the remnant soul, flipping through many scene fragments.
This Taoist's cultivation base is profound, different from Long Ling, so the method can only be more intense.
There were bursts of screams.
The face of Yu Yuanfei's remnant soul was distorted, and while he was alive, being randomly searched for fragments of his soul was undoubtedly tearing his soul apart. This kind of pain was more brutal than the punishment of purgatory. The pain made him unconscious and screamed again and again. .
The horrific screams reached Long Ling's ears, his legs went limp from fright, and he sat down on the ground.
Lu Wuchen didn't care about other things, and soon finished looking through Yu Yuanfei's memory.
"almost."
"As a Taoist, many memories are quite useful."
As he said, he threw it away, and the half-dead soul was thrown into the ancient nerve.
Suppressed with the power of ancient nerves, he did not directly refine and die. After all, if a Daoist Daoist dies suddenly, even if the soul fire goes out, there will be countless troubles.
Seeing Yu Yuanfei disappear, Long Ling's expression was dull, and he stood on the spot in a daze.
Lu Wuchen turned his face, his expression soft: "Don't worry, you won't be like him, you have a greater use."
hum! !
The next moment, the void in front of Lu Wuchen trembled, a mass of black light emerged, and the surrounding black clouds surged, converging little by little, and finally condensed into a deep black avenue seed, intertwined with the power of terrifying laws.
Immediately, he tapped lightly.
The black seed drilled into Long Ling's brow in an instant.
"You, what are you going to do..."
Long Ling's expression became extremely frightened, and he wanted to dodge.
But this seed has been locked on her body, it is difficult to break free, it directly entered into the center of her eyebrows, and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Long Ling's sea of consciousness was in chaos, and countless memory fragments surged out.
Her eyes were lost, and she only felt that the memory picture in her mind had some disorderly changes.
The image of Lu Wuchen and Yuan Fei began to be reversed, reversed, and the memory was reconstructed and repaired.
After a moment.
Long Ling opened her eyes again, with a dazed look on her face. When she looked at Lu Wuchen, she was subconsciously nervous at first, but then it turned into doubt.
"Daozi..."
"I, why am I here?"
Lu Wuchen smiled slightly: "Miss Long, have you forgotten what happened before?"
"Before..." Long Ling recalled, "I went out with others to hunt the Nine Nether Whales, but I encountered people from Wanyu, and I was captured..."
"Then...then..."
"Thanks to Daozi's help, I was able to get rid of that ten thousand domain demon..."
"Thank you Daozi."
Her memory gradually became clearer, and she bowed to Lu Wuchen with gratitude in her voice.
In my memory, the people from the outer domain were terrifying and powerful, and none of the people who followed me to hunt the Nine Nether Whale could escape the poisonous hands. If it hadn't just happened to meet Dao Zong Daozi's treasure ship passing by, I'm afraid she would have the same ending up.
Thinking of this, Long Ling burst into tears of gratitude.
"It's okay, it's just a little thing."
Lu Wuchen's voice was gentle: "It just so happens that I'm also going to attend the Six Paths Party, so let's see Miss Long for a while."
With a wave of his hand, the streamer on the treasure ship rose, and the rune opened.
Many elders who came on the treasure ship before had been planted with blood shadows by the ancestor of the blood god and turned into blood puppets. Their consciousness was confused, but their spirits remained lingering, and they became tool men like walking corpses.
The treasure ship soared and flew away far away.
……
now.
In the center of the Tiancang universe, a fairy mountain stands indistinctly.
The mountains are towering, the fairy mist is lingering, and the light is shining.
Numerous clouds, mist and colorful clouds permeate the mountains, making this place look like a fairyland, with auspicious beasts soaring, cranes spreading their wings, green pines all over, and waterfalls surging.
From a distance, it is a beautiful picture scroll.
There are only six peaks in the mountain range here, and the other five peaks are full of brilliance. From time to time, you can see the flow of spiritual energy. There are cultivators flying past with swords, and the prosperity is abnormal. The only remaining one is lonely. .
On a lonely mountain.
A handsome young man is planting flowers.
He has a leisurely expression, peaceful eyes, and obviously doesn't have any spiritual energy in him, but when planting flowers, he makes himself faintly blend with the surrounding environment, giving him a feeling of returning to nature.
In the spiritual field in front of him, hundreds of flowers are blooming in full bloom.
There are a few plants with a strong and fragrant fragrance, which can lift people's spirits after taking a sip.
"Long Ling, you've been away for so long, why haven't you come back yet?"
The man put down the watering can in his hand, looking puzzled.
This man is called Fang Yun.
He is a well-known disciple in the Forgetting Mountain, and he learned from the most powerful mountain lord of the Forgetting Mountain, but he is just an ordinary mortal, who has been in the mountain for ten years and is still at the basic level.
For this reason, he is also the shame of the entire Forgotten Mountain, and he is often disliked by many disciples and elders on weekdays.
But Fang Yun was always calm and didn't care about these reactions.
Because he has a secret of his own.
Fang Yun's current cultivation has actually reached the level of the peak of the true king. This strength is the champion among the many disciples in the entire Forgotten Mountain, but the appearance looks like a mortal.
He holds a secret stone in his hand, and he has inherited an extremely strange ancient scripture - "Hua Fan Jing".This scripture has infinite magical uses, with many methods of immortals, mysterious techniques, and rare experiences.And the most important thing is that after practicing this sutra, as long as you maintain an ordinary posture, you can improve your cultivation level day by day, and you can make thousands of miles with each passing day.It has been ten years since he entered the mountain, and his cultivation has been advancing day by day, and he has now reached the peak of the true king.
This ancient scripture is peculiar, and the ancient immortals passed down pay attention to low-key development, so they can be promoted smoothly only if they fit perfectly.
And once the strength is exposed before Dacheng, it will stop and it will be difficult to improve.
Therefore, even the closest people may know that Fang Yun is extraordinary, but they don't know what secrets Fang Yun has and what kind of cultivation he has.
"It's almost reached the limit."
"Soon, I will be able to break through the shackles and be promoted to the quasi-emperor."
"Once I have the blessing of the Emperor's Dao, my "Hua Fan Jing" can be transformed into the "Flying Immortal Jing", which can unlock the strongest combat power, and even obtain the ancient immortal way."
Fang Yun smiled.
After completely transforming into the "Flying Immortal Scripture", he no longer needs to hide his cultivation, even if he shows it day and night, he can still maintain such a promotion speed, and he will become a great emperor within a hundred years!
"The last seven days."
Fang Yun is in a good mood.
After seven days, he will be completely reborn, and he will shine brilliantly in this heavenly universe.
Until then……
His own name will echo in the heavens.
At this moment, there was a bustle outside.
Fang Yun looked up, and saw countless streamers flashing by, and a group of disciples flew out from all the mountains and went to the sky.
He operated the technique for a while, and with the help of the wind, he heard the discussions of several people.
"It turned out to be the Taoist Daozi who came. The Daozong has always been mysterious and has been hidden for thousands of years. He is extremely powerful. This time, because of the matter of Wanyutian, Daozi also appeared."
"I don't know what kind of person it is."
"Daozi's strength is extremely good. Haven't you read the lists of many idlers outside? Daozi's strength is at least in the top three on the Tianjiao list."
"Junior Sister Long is so lucky that she came back with Daozi's boat."
The crowd is bustling.
Fang Yun frowned: "Junior Sister?"
He never dreamed that he would encounter such a situation when he came out of the mountain for the first time in thousands of years as the Daoist Daoist and wanted to flex his muscles.
The man in front of him...
It is really chilling in the heart!
If he was given another chance, he would never dare to say such provocative words before.
Lu Wuchen ignored him. When he raised his hand, a vortex swirled in his palm, and a figure flew out and landed on the ground.
Long Ling also looked terrified and dazed.
After being released, her eyes turned subconsciously, and soon, her pupils were filled with shock, and she understood where this place was.
"This is Daozong's treasure ship..."
"how come……"
She looked dull and saw Yu Yuanfei over there.
When he saw the other party seriously injured on the ground, all the luck disappeared for a moment, and the whole person was lost.
Daoist Daoist, defeated?
"Your identity is very useful. It just so happens that I have something to do, so I borrowed it."
"What?" Yu Yuanfei was taken aback for a moment, then his face changed suddenly, "You are dreaming."
Borrow his identity?
He is a dignified Daoist Taoist!
In this heavenly universe, a big man who belongs to one of the six realms!
"That's up to you."
Lu Wuchen grabbed it, and the ancient nerves on the top of his head floated out, and the terrifying power that made the body cold spewed out.
"This is……"
Around Yu Yuanfei's face, he looked terrified: "You, you are a demon?!"
"This is not an ordinary method at all!"
He wailed and was terrified. As a Daoist, Yu Yuanfei had learned many classics and knew a lot. The scene before him immediately reminded him of the power of ancient demons.
This chief Tianjiao of Wanyutian is actually a demon?
Lu Wuchen was too lazy to talk, his ancient nerves were suspended, and with a light tap of his finger, Yu Yuanfei's body exploded and turned into blood mist.
A wisp of remnant soul screamed to flee, but he grabbed it casually.
"Daozi's memory..."
Lu Wuchen sensed the memory in the remnant soul, flipping through many scene fragments.
This Taoist's cultivation base is profound, different from Long Ling, so the method can only be more intense.
There were bursts of screams.
The face of Yu Yuanfei's remnant soul was distorted, and while he was alive, being randomly searched for fragments of his soul was undoubtedly tearing his soul apart. This kind of pain was more brutal than the punishment of purgatory. The pain made him unconscious and screamed again and again. .
The horrific screams reached Long Ling's ears, his legs went limp from fright, and he sat down on the ground.
Lu Wuchen didn't care about other things, and soon finished looking through Yu Yuanfei's memory.
"almost."
"As a Taoist, many memories are quite useful."
As he said, he threw it away, and the half-dead soul was thrown into the ancient nerve.
Suppressed with the power of ancient nerves, he did not directly refine and die. After all, if a Daoist Daoist dies suddenly, even if the soul fire goes out, there will be countless troubles.
Seeing Yu Yuanfei disappear, Long Ling's expression was dull, and he stood on the spot in a daze.
Lu Wuchen turned his face, his expression soft: "Don't worry, you won't be like him, you have a greater use."
hum! !
The next moment, the void in front of Lu Wuchen trembled, a mass of black light emerged, and the surrounding black clouds surged, converging little by little, and finally condensed into a deep black avenue seed, intertwined with the power of terrifying laws.
Immediately, he tapped lightly.
The black seed drilled into Long Ling's brow in an instant.
"You, what are you going to do..."
Long Ling's expression became extremely frightened, and he wanted to dodge.
But this seed has been locked on her body, it is difficult to break free, it directly entered into the center of her eyebrows, and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Long Ling's sea of consciousness was in chaos, and countless memory fragments surged out.
Her eyes were lost, and she only felt that the memory picture in her mind had some disorderly changes.
The image of Lu Wuchen and Yuan Fei began to be reversed, reversed, and the memory was reconstructed and repaired.
After a moment.
Long Ling opened her eyes again, with a dazed look on her face. When she looked at Lu Wuchen, she was subconsciously nervous at first, but then it turned into doubt.
"Daozi..."
"I, why am I here?"
Lu Wuchen smiled slightly: "Miss Long, have you forgotten what happened before?"
"Before..." Long Ling recalled, "I went out with others to hunt the Nine Nether Whales, but I encountered people from Wanyu, and I was captured..."
"Then...then..."
"Thanks to Daozi's help, I was able to get rid of that ten thousand domain demon..."
"Thank you Daozi."
Her memory gradually became clearer, and she bowed to Lu Wuchen with gratitude in her voice.
In my memory, the people from the outer domain were terrifying and powerful, and none of the people who followed me to hunt the Nine Nether Whale could escape the poisonous hands. If it hadn't just happened to meet Dao Zong Daozi's treasure ship passing by, I'm afraid she would have the same ending up.
Thinking of this, Long Ling burst into tears of gratitude.
"It's okay, it's just a little thing."
Lu Wuchen's voice was gentle: "It just so happens that I'm also going to attend the Six Paths Party, so let's see Miss Long for a while."
With a wave of his hand, the streamer on the treasure ship rose, and the rune opened.
Many elders who came on the treasure ship before had been planted with blood shadows by the ancestor of the blood god and turned into blood puppets. Their consciousness was confused, but their spirits remained lingering, and they became tool men like walking corpses.
The treasure ship soared and flew away far away.
……
now.
In the center of the Tiancang universe, a fairy mountain stands indistinctly.
The mountains are towering, the fairy mist is lingering, and the light is shining.
Numerous clouds, mist and colorful clouds permeate the mountains, making this place look like a fairyland, with auspicious beasts soaring, cranes spreading their wings, green pines all over, and waterfalls surging.
From a distance, it is a beautiful picture scroll.
There are only six peaks in the mountain range here, and the other five peaks are full of brilliance. From time to time, you can see the flow of spiritual energy. There are cultivators flying past with swords, and the prosperity is abnormal. The only remaining one is lonely. .
On a lonely mountain.
A handsome young man is planting flowers.
He has a leisurely expression, peaceful eyes, and obviously doesn't have any spiritual energy in him, but when planting flowers, he makes himself faintly blend with the surrounding environment, giving him a feeling of returning to nature.
In the spiritual field in front of him, hundreds of flowers are blooming in full bloom.
There are a few plants with a strong and fragrant fragrance, which can lift people's spirits after taking a sip.
"Long Ling, you've been away for so long, why haven't you come back yet?"
The man put down the watering can in his hand, looking puzzled.
This man is called Fang Yun.
He is a well-known disciple in the Forgetting Mountain, and he learned from the most powerful mountain lord of the Forgetting Mountain, but he is just an ordinary mortal, who has been in the mountain for ten years and is still at the basic level.
For this reason, he is also the shame of the entire Forgotten Mountain, and he is often disliked by many disciples and elders on weekdays.
But Fang Yun was always calm and didn't care about these reactions.
Because he has a secret of his own.
Fang Yun's current cultivation has actually reached the level of the peak of the true king. This strength is the champion among the many disciples in the entire Forgotten Mountain, but the appearance looks like a mortal.
He holds a secret stone in his hand, and he has inherited an extremely strange ancient scripture - "Hua Fan Jing".This scripture has infinite magical uses, with many methods of immortals, mysterious techniques, and rare experiences.And the most important thing is that after practicing this sutra, as long as you maintain an ordinary posture, you can improve your cultivation level day by day, and you can make thousands of miles with each passing day.It has been ten years since he entered the mountain, and his cultivation has been advancing day by day, and he has now reached the peak of the true king.
This ancient scripture is peculiar, and the ancient immortals passed down pay attention to low-key development, so they can be promoted smoothly only if they fit perfectly.
And once the strength is exposed before Dacheng, it will stop and it will be difficult to improve.
Therefore, even the closest people may know that Fang Yun is extraordinary, but they don't know what secrets Fang Yun has and what kind of cultivation he has.
"It's almost reached the limit."
"Soon, I will be able to break through the shackles and be promoted to the quasi-emperor."
"Once I have the blessing of the Emperor's Dao, my "Hua Fan Jing" can be transformed into the "Flying Immortal Jing", which can unlock the strongest combat power, and even obtain the ancient immortal way."
Fang Yun smiled.
After completely transforming into the "Flying Immortal Scripture", he no longer needs to hide his cultivation, even if he shows it day and night, he can still maintain such a promotion speed, and he will become a great emperor within a hundred years!
"The last seven days."
Fang Yun is in a good mood.
After seven days, he will be completely reborn, and he will shine brilliantly in this heavenly universe.
Until then……
His own name will echo in the heavens.
At this moment, there was a bustle outside.
Fang Yun looked up, and saw countless streamers flashing by, and a group of disciples flew out from all the mountains and went to the sky.
He operated the technique for a while, and with the help of the wind, he heard the discussions of several people.
"It turned out to be the Taoist Daozi who came. The Daozong has always been mysterious and has been hidden for thousands of years. He is extremely powerful. This time, because of the matter of Wanyutian, Daozi also appeared."
"I don't know what kind of person it is."
"Daozi's strength is extremely good. Haven't you read the lists of many idlers outside? Daozi's strength is at least in the top three on the Tianjiao list."
"Junior Sister Long is so lucky that she came back with Daozi's boat."
The crowd is bustling.
Fang Yun frowned: "Junior Sister?"
