Chapter 215: Master Qinglong, Great Changes in Yunxiao Holy Mountain

The secret room in front of Chen Xuan looked no different from an ordinary secret room for training.

When Chen Xuan's spiritual consciousness quickly fell into the secret room, he found that there were nearly a hundred white bones in the secret room.

Although the owner of the bones has been dead for a long time.

But the pressure emanating from these bones is still frightening.

The terrifying feeling of oppression made Chen Xuan's breathing become extremely rapid.

"What is the identity of the immortal cultivator in this secret room? Why did so many people die here?"

Chen Xuan looked confused.

A solemn look also emerged on his face.

hum!

Chen Xuan's spiritual thoughts once again fell into the secret room.

After Chen Xuan carefully checked several times and confirmed that the bones in the secret room, although emitting a terrifying aura, posed no threat to him, he waved his hand, opened the door of the secret room, and walked inside.

call!

An eerie wind blew towards me.

Chen Xuan waved his hand casually, and a fireball the size of a head appeared in the air.

It exploded with a bang towards the oncoming cold wind.

The twinkling firelight immediately dispelled the gloomy wind.

Chen Xuan's footsteps paused.

His expression also became very solemn.

"After so many years, a strong and sinister wind has formed in this secret room."

"It seems that the owner of these bones had something important to do before he died."

"Otherwise, their obsession wouldn't be able to form such a terrifying dark wind."

Chen Xuan muttered secretly.

His eyes quickly swept over the white bones in the secret room.

Although these bones are of different shapes, they have shown signs of weathering due to the passage of time.

Chen Xuan could still tell the true bone age of these people.

"Judging from the bone ages of these people, their bone ages are at least over 300 years old. Doesn't this mean that the cultivators who died in this secret room are at least Jindan stage masters?"

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan frowned even more tightly.

So many powerful Jindan stage masters all died in this secret room.

It's incredible no matter how you look at it.

Whether in the world of immortal cultivation in Linhe Prefecture or on the Cangwu grassland, the strong men in the Jindan stage are the backbone of the world of immortal cultivation.

He is also a master second only to the Yuanying stage masters.

The fact that so many Jindan stage warriors were unable to fight back and all died in this secret room is enough to show that the situation was extremely dangerous at that time.

"Who on earth caused so many Jindan-stage experts to perish in this secret room?"

Chen Xuan's expression became extremely curious.

Standing quietly in the same place, Chen Xuan's spiritual sense slowly swept over each of the bones.

The storage bags on these bones have long been weathered.

The spiritual stones and spiritual medicines inside also turned into dust.

It is definitely of no help to Chen Xuan.

When his divine sense swept across an inconspicuous skeleton in a corner, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in Chen Xuan's eyes.

I saw some remaining pieces of clothes on the skeleton.

Although the clothes had become shattered due to corrosion by the power of time, Chen Xuan could still recognize that the clothes on this person were the attire of the immortal cultivators of the Yuling Sect.

"This senior is actually a cultivator from my Yuling Sect?"

Chen Xuan was extremely surprised.

He walked quickly to the bones of the senior from the Yuling Sect and examined them carefully.

In addition to the clothes on his body, Chen Xuan also found an identity card of a cultivator from the Yuling Sect nearby.

With a casual wave of his hand, the identity card quickly appeared in Chen Xuan's hand.

Gently wipe off the dust, and four large, ancient characters will appear on the ID card.

"Master Qinglong? He is indeed my senior from the Yuling Sect."

"I just don't know why Senior Qinglong died here?"

Chen Xuan looked puzzled.

Just as he was about to rummage through Qinglong's storage bag, a stream of light suddenly shot out from the ID card in Chen Xuan's hand.

boom!

An extremely huge light curtain appeared in front of Chen Xuan.

On the light screen, a middle-aged man covered in blood was struggling to control his own demon beast as he was fighting a giant demon that was over a hundred feet in size.

The middle-aged man’s natal demon beast is also at the Jindan stage.

But facing the attack of the demon giant, he was completely unable to fight back.

The demon giant could tear the void apart with just one punch with the violent attack power of his physical body.

The middle-aged man tried his best, but it was still difficult to withstand the attack of the demon giant.

"Damn it, these demon feeders are too terrifying. They all have the cultivation base of the early Nascent Soul stage."

"Even though I have reached the late stage of Jindan, I am still no match for the demon feeder."

"I just don't know whether Junior Brother Zimang and the others have left safely."

"As long as Junior Brother Zimang and the others are safe, even if I die as their senior brother, I can rest in peace."

The middle-aged man murmured to himself.

Even though he was in crisis at this moment, he did not retreat at all.

He even used up his last bit of strength and fought madly with the demon feeder.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan's eyes were already filled with tears.

As a cultivator, I am well aware of the ruthlessness of the world of cultivators.

He also became more aware of the human nature in the world of immortal cultivators.

Seeing the middle-aged man risking his own life to fight with the demon giant in order to protect his fellow disciples of the Yuling Sect, Chen Xuan, a cultivator of the Yuling Sect, was deeply moved.

"If I'm not mistaken, this middle-aged man is Senior Qinglong, right?"

"If he were still alive, he would have already become the Nascent Soul Patriarch of my Yuling Sect. He is such a strong man, and so loyal. His body should not be left here without anyone paying attention to it."

Chen Xuan sighed.

After paying respectful tribute to the corpse of Master Qinglong, when he was about to put the corpse into the storage ring and take it back to Yuling Sect, a man's cold voice suddenly sounded in Chen Xuan's ears.

"If I am not mistaken, you should be a disciple of my Yuling Sect, right?"

Chen Xuan's expression changed drastically.

His mind spread out rapidly, and he discovered that at some point, an illusory figure had appeared behind him.

Judging from the facial features, this figure has some similarities with Master Qinglong.

"This... I won't hide it from you, Senior. I am Chen Xuan, a disciple of the Yuling Sect."

"This time, by chance, I came across the remains of my predecessor. I plan to bring them back to the Yuling Sect for safekeeping. I hope you will forgive me."

Chen Xuan looked extremely respectful.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man looked at Chen Xuan and nodded with satisfaction.

“Haha, you are quite interesting, junior. Although I have been dead for many years, I still want to go back to the sect to take a look.”

“Back then, I killed a demon feeder by myself and severely injured another demon feeder. This allowed the strong men of my Yuling Sect to leave Yunxiao Holy Mountain smoothly.”

“That’s why I completely lost the chance to leave and was sealed in the Holy Cloud Mountain.”

"But, I am also a little curious. You are only in the late stage of foundation building, why would my Yuling Sect send you to such a dangerous place?"

"Wait a minute, you can leave directly with my token in hand. Even if the Yuling Sect's Law Enforcement Hall wants to cause trouble for you in the future, you can just say that I agreed to your departure."

Master Qinglong glanced at Chen Xuan, his eyes full of confusion.

But his concern for Chen Xuan was not false.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior. I was not sent to the battlefield by the sect. I ended up here by accident."

"In addition, the battle that the senior experienced that year has completely ended."

Chen Xuan explained carefully.

Now, Master Qinglong's expression became doubtful.

After a long time, he laughed again.

"It's over. It's good that it's over! The strength of my Yuling Sect is not strong to begin with. If the battle continues, I'm afraid my Yuling Sect won't be able to hold on."

"Ending the battle with the ancient demon clan sooner would give the Yuling Sect a chance to recuperate."

Chen Xuan didn't respond.

But his eyes were looking at Master Qinglong carefully.

With Chen Xuan's current eyesight, although he can see that the Master Qinglong in front of him is not the real him, he still cannot be sure how Master Qinglong has survived to this day.

“Haha, little guy, don’t let your imagination run wild. The old man who appears before you now is just a remnant of my soul that I left behind.”

"After so many years, this remnant of my soul is almost gone."

"If you hadn't appeared here, I'm afraid some of the things I experienced back then would never be known to others."

Master Qinglong explained with a smile.

Chen Xuan looked surprised, and soon he said, "Senior, I can take you back to the sect."

"Haha, thank you very much. But, this remnant soul of mine doesn't have much energy anymore. It's probably not realistic to return to Yuling Sect. If you are willing, you might as well take my storage bag back to the sect and give it to Junior Brother Zimang." Master Qinglong said with a smile.

"Leave it to Uncle Zimang? Don't worry, senior. I will definitely do as you say." Chen Xuan said.

"If it's like this, I'll be relieved."

Master Qinglong agreed, and quickly flipped his hand and threw a storage bag to Chen Xuan.

After a pause, Master Qinglong continued, "Although I have never met you before, it is a chance for us to meet here. As your uncle, I can give you a gift."

"Remember, no matter what time, never fight with the demon feeder. Otherwise, you will surely die."

When Master Qinglong said this, he threw his hand quickly, and a palm-sized jade talisman quickly appeared in Chen Xuan's hand.

On the jade talisman, there is a painting of an ancient long sword.

Before it could be activated, terrifying power continued to emanate from the jade talisman.

This made Chen Xuan look very happy.

"Is this an ancient jade talisman?"

Master Qinglong nodded and said with a smile: "It is indeed an ancient jade talisman. With your strength, although you cannot fully exert the terrifying attack power of the ancient jade talisman, it is good to use it to save your life."

"Also, there are many dangers in this Yunxiao Holy Mountain. If you have nothing else to do, you'd better hurry up and leave."

Just as Chen Xuan was about to agree and ask about how to leave Yunxiao Holy Mountain, a sharp explosion suddenly came from a distance.

The violent force shattered the broken protective light curtain outside the secret room.

The terrifying force, like a gust of wind, rushed towards Chen Xuan at a rapid speed.