Chapter 968: Little Leiyin Temple and the Golden Zen Staff

When a disturbance suddenly appeared in the Cangwu Immortal Sect and then disappeared strangely, Ye Chunyang turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside. Now all he had to do was wait.

Sure enough, three days after the Sanqing Pill incident subsided, a sound transmission note flew into his courtyard.

Ye Chunyang took the talisman and swept it, a smile appeared on his face, and then his figure flew away into the sky.

The sound transmission note was sent by Han Wuji and Master Gu Feng, informing him to gather at Elder Mo's cave and set off to the Wuji Sea immediately. It was obvious that Mo Ruyan was ready to lead his disciples to explore Xuanhuang Mountain. Ye Chunyang had waited for this day for a full thirty years, so he naturally couldn't miss it.

When he arrived at Mo Ruyan's suspended cave, more than ten people had gathered in the front hall, among which there were some familiar faces, Yuan Mei, Fu Han and the cold old man who passed the alchemy test with him.

Yuan Mei and Fu Han were accepted as Mo Ruyan's disciples thirty years ago, but there has been no trace of them in recent years. It seems that they are practicing some mysterious skills in seclusion. They have broken through from the initial stage of Danjie to the middle stage. And the cold old man Wei Zhiyan is like evaporating from the world, and has never appeared in Cangwu Xianzong.

The rest are Han Wuji, Gu Feng Shangren and other disciples of Elder Mo.

However, Chen Tong, who once planned to ambush him with the Wang family alchemist, has not been asked since thirty years ago. During this period, two families came to look for him, but later they heard that Mo Ruyan met with them and the two families quickly retreated, and the matter has never been resolved since then.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you are here. It is said that you passed the alchemy test thirty years ago and have been assisting the master in alchemy. It is really a cause for celebration!"

As soon as he walked into the hall, he heard a pleasant voice beside his ears. Yuan Mei was looking at him with a smile.

"Ye only knows a little about alchemy, and I'm lucky enough. Fairy Yuan and Fellow Daoist Fu have changed a lot in the past thirty years, and their cultivation has reached the middle stage of Jindan." Ye Chunyang smiled modestly and chatted with the two.

"This is all because of Master's good teaching. After we entered the sect, we each got the mysterious skills and wonderful methods, and our cultivation was improved." Fu Han smiled with a proud look on his face.

"This is indeed a great joy." Ye Chunyang nodded. Although he didn't take the two people's Jindan stage cultivation to heart, it was gratifying that they could improve.

Just as the three people greeted each other, two lights and shadows shot from a distance, one after the other, and fell into the hall, bringing with them an alluring fragrance and an irresistible majesty.

It was the owner of this cave, Mo Ruyan.

Afterwards, Tian Yuanzi stood respectfully.

"Is everyone here?"

Sitting down in the front seat, Mo Ruyan looked around for a moment, and when she saw Ye Chunyang, she paused slightly, with a dark light flashing in her eyes.

"Master, everyone is here." Tian Yuanzi counted the number of people and replied with a bow.

The disciples stood in awe, while Ye Chunyang and Wei Zhiyan stood silently aside, waiting for Mo Ruyan to speak.

"Since everyone is here, let's set off immediately!"

The female elder was resolute and decisive. After she finished speaking, she did not drag her feet at all. She waved her hand and threw out a palm-sized spiritual boat. A breath of spiritual energy blew it down, and the boat immediately swelled dozens of feet and turned into a giant flying boat that could accommodate dozens of people and floated in the air.

"Everyone, follow me!"

Mo Ruyan waved her hand and flew directly to sit at one end of the spiritual boat.

The disciples did not hesitate, and Tian Yuanzi, Han Wuji and the other two followed her and flew away. Ye Chunyang also remained silent and moved into the crowd. Seeing that everyone had followed, Mo Ruyan pressed her hands, and the spirit boat shone brightly, and in an instant it turned into a shocking rainbow and broke through the air towards the mountain.

No one knew that at this moment, a figure in the Cangwu Golden Summit turned from illusory to solid, and slowly appeared. Looking at this elegant temperament, it was the Supreme Elder Mingyuan.

Watching the spirit boat disappear outside the mountain gate, he raised a faint smile on his face, and his expression was slightly weird. But then he noticed something, turned his eyes to a certain direction, and his expression was restrained, muttering to himself.

"I didn't expect those old guys couldn't hold back, it seems that this trip to Xuanhuang Mountain is lively..."

Mingyuan's face flashed a gloomy look, and after talking to himself, his body suddenly flashed and merged into the void space and disappeared out of thin air.

Almost at the same time, the major sects of Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty seemed to have a premonition. The sects that had been quiet for a long time suddenly shot out streams of light, and countless flying magic weapons appeared in the sky, rushing in a certain direction.

In the Taoist sects, Lingfu Sect and Shangqing Dao frequently moved, each sending out an elder in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and several disciples in the Jindan stage to accompany them. The two major demon sects represented by Ganxu Sect and Xuemo Sect also showed light and shadow, among which there were two old men. If Ye Chunyang saw them, he would not feel unfamiliar. The two were Wu Daoren and Yan Laomo who had been looking for him for the past thirty years.

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In the northwest of Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty, in a grand temple, Buddhist sounds were heard, and the treasures were solemn. In front of the temple, a plaque was hung with huge golden characters.

Xiao Leiyin Temple!

This place is the representative of Buddhism in the Immortal Dynasty, the first temple in the ages.

In the golden temple, there are golden images of various Buddhas, and countless monks are practicing Buddhism, chanting all kinds of mysterious Buddhist texts. In front of the many Buddhist disciples, a white-bearded monk clasped his hands together, his eyes closed, and looked up at the sky from time to time as if waiting for something.

"Brother Wuzhi, did you really sense that Xuanhuang Mountain is indeed the cave of the ancient god-transforming cultivator?"

A monk in a hemp robe asked. He looked older than the white-bearded monk, but his cultivation was slightly lower, and he treated the latter with unusual respect.

"Yes, all the cultivators who have been in and out of Xuanhuang Mountain for training have always thought that this place is a dangerous place rich in natural treasures. In fact, this mountain is originally called Xuanhuang Cave Mansion. It is the place where the last incarnation cultivator in our human world, Huangwu Zhenren, ascended to heaven. This person who ascended to heaven had some connection with our Buddhist ancestor. There are some secrets about our sect hidden in his cave. You can go and explore it." The white-bearded monk said slowly.

While speaking, he silently sent a voice transmission to the hemp robe monk.

The hemp robe monk was shocked when he heard it, and said in surprise: "If that's the case, this Xuanhuang Mountain is indeed worth our trip!"

"That's natural, but there are those old monsters from the Taoist and Demon Sects watching, so I can't come in person, so I have to leave this matter to you, Junior Brother Wuxin." The white-bearded monk said solemnly.

"Brother, don't worry. Wuxin will definitely complete this task! If Xuanhuang Mountain is really the place where the Divine Transformation cultivators ascend, there should be some clues left." The hemp-robed monk nodded solemnly, and after he finished speaking, he also selected several Jindan-stage disciples to ride on the cloud.

The white-bearded monk looked at the direction where the group was ascending, chanted a Buddhist name, and his eyes passed through a deep and silent state.

After an unknown period of time, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes slanted to a certain place, and a low voice came out of his mouth: "Since Daoyou has come to my Little Leiyin Temple, why do you have to hide? Do you think this temple is not entertaining you well?"

The monks in the temple suddenly changed their expressions when they heard this, and looked around vigilantly. According to the abbot's words, someone actually came to the temple, but they didn't notice anything, and such a hidden move was probably not a good intention.

However, after the white-bearded monk's words fell for a long time, there was no movement in the temple, and no one responded.

"Do you want me to ask you to show up?" The white-bearded monk's face suddenly became a little colder.

"Haha! I've always heard that Buddhism emphasizes the unity of mind and the concentration of mind, which is incomparable to others. Why are you so angry, Master?"

A gloomy low laugh came from nowhere, and a black mist appeared in the void. Two figures appeared, a handsome young man in black and a rough middle-aged man, slowly fell into the Little Leiyin Temple.

The white-bearded monk looked at the handsome young man in black, his pupils shrank slightly, and there was a little shock in his eyes, but he soon calmed down.

He chanted "Amitabha" and looked at the young man, saying expressionlessly: "I didn't expect that after such a long time since the war between the human race and the demon world, there are still demon cultivators in the human world. Daoyou was able to enter my Little Leiyin Temple quietly, I'm afraid your cultivation is only below the level of transformation of the spirit?"

"Master, you have good eyesight. I am one of the eight great generals of the demon world. I came here today to borrow something from your temple. I wonder if you can generously lend it to me?" The young man in black smiled slightly.

These two people turned out to be the ancient demon and the Huangquan ancient demon.

"Oh? I don't know what you want to borrow? Our Buddha is always compassionate. If our temple can do its best, it will satisfy your request." The white-bearded monk said, just like a Taoist who has attained the Tao outside the world, neither humble nor arrogant.

Gu Tianmo chuckled, narrowed his eyes, and said, "It's very simple. I want to borrow your temple's golden Zen staff."

"You want to borrow the golden Zen staff?"

The white-bearded monk's expression suddenly condensed, and a cold light shot out of his eyes. His originally kind face suddenly became a little colder.

The Buddhist disciples in the temple also became alert when they heard this, and their Buddhist treasures and Zen staffs appeared, ready to resist the enemy.

"That's right." Gu Tianmo crossed his arms and nodded calmly, ignoring the hostility of the Buddhist disciples around him, and said: "This staff is an ancient treasure made by the founder of your temple. I have been using it recently. If you are willing to lend it to me, I can exchange it with a condition."

"Condition?"

The white-bearded monk raised his gray eyebrows, changing his usual amiable look. A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he said: "If someone else said this to me, maybe I would consider it. But your demon world has been trying to get involved in my human world since ancient times. No matter how bad I am, I will not make any deal with a crazy demon like you. I would like to advise you to go back to where you came from! Otherwise, when I change my mind, you can't go back even if you want to!"