MTL - The Whole Cultivation World Wants To Revive The Venerable-Chapter 12

However, Ling Buyan's answer was different from what Li Fenglan thought.

"The power of the remnant soul is really too weak," Ling Buyi said lightly, taking a sip of tea, "If he is still alive, he will not feel it even if he dissipates this little bit of soul, and it won't even take long for him to repair it completely."

What Ling Buyan said is correct, Li Fenglan's spirit is intact.

The speaker may not have the intention, but the listener definitely has the intention.

Ning Qingmo's trimmed round nails have sunk deeply into the flesh.

Hands are very important to Yinxiu, but at this moment he has forgotten them.

For this ray of spirit, Ning Qingmo abandoned years of painstaking efforts, gave up the position of the head of the Xuanqing sect, and even switched to the ruthless way. But in the end it came to nothing.

While stroking Cheng Huang's hair, Li Fenglan listened to Ning Qingmo's words expressionlessly.

"Really?" He asked again unwillingly.

Ling Buyan also said patiently: "No matter who it is, if there is really only this remnant soul left, the person must have died already."

His tone is extraordinarily sincere, so the lethality is also extraordinarily large.

"Cough cough cough..." Ning Qingmo coughed continuously, and a fishy sweetness welled up in her throat.

His hands trembled, and his heart throbbed.

Unlike when he heard the traitor speak, the three words "too dead" did not irritate Li Fenglan, and even he couldn't help laughing.

He actually wanted to see what Ning Qingmo's expression would be after hearing these three words.

But the man who could really see Ning Qingmo's expression just smiled and poured himself a cup of tea.

Who would have thought that Ning Xianzun, who is well-known in the cultivation world and revered by thousands of people, would secretly resurrect a notorious person who almost disturbed the Three Realms at all costs?

What a thrill.

Ning Qingmo stood up slowly, he nodded towards Ling and said: "For today's words, please ask Ling Xianjun—"

"Of course, don't worry." Ling Buti agreed.

Seeing that the two of them stopped chatting, Li Fenglan quickly took back her consciousness.

Not long after, Ning Qingmo also left Miguang Mountain and headed outside Tianmian Palace.

Unlike other monks, he did not return to his own sect, but went to a small city in the mortal world.

There is a lake in that small town.

On the Moon Worship Festival thousands of years ago, he met that little Taoist priest here...

At this moment, in addition to Ning Qingmo, there is another big figure in the cultivation world in the human world.

The human world and the demon world are bounded by a mountain range that stretches for 18,000 miles, and that mountain is called "Duozhi".

Although the boundaries are clear, due to the harsh environment on the side of the monster race, some monsters will cross the border and invade the human race every once in a while.

A while ago, another big demon took over a town in the human world, and Lin Chaochen left Tianmian Palace for this reason.

The deputy suzerain of Ming Xinzong blew up that Yuan Dan made too much trouble, and he couldn't hide it at all. Therefore, on this night, Lin Chaochen, who was far away in the human world, knew what happened in Tianmian Palace.

Standing in the valley of Duozhi Mountain, Lin Chaochen slowly clenched the jade token in his hand, and the long silver sword hanging from his waist suddenly began to hum uncontrollably.

...Brother's Dao heart was stolen?

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Chaochen's eyes had turned red.

When they reunited, Li Fenglan could see that the junior and senior had a demon in their hearts.

But now Lin Chaochen finally failed to suppress the inner demon, and was even influenced by it, completely lost his mind.

Lin Chaochen, who had always had a bad mood towards the Yaozu, suddenly smiled at the Yaozu general who had just rushed forward.

However, the monster army standing on the other side of the valley did not relax, but slowly retreated.

Lin Chaochen's eyes were full of killing intent.

The stellar energy on his sword gradually became chaotic, which was the most obvious sign of a sword cultivator's madness.

"Not good!" One of the monster generals suddenly raised his voice and said, "Hurry up! Lin Chaochen is about to go mad!"

At this moment, the abnormal feeling on the man could no longer be concealed.

In other words, he is no longer willing to cover up.

Hearing what the monster general said, Lin Chaochen suddenly raised his sword, and killed those little monsters fleeing to the other side of Duozhi Mountain with one move.

I saw him caressing the blade of the sword and said: "Since I have seen that I am insane, then naturally I cannot let you go."

Although the two monster generals in front were very nervous, one of them said provocatively: "Lin Chaochen, you also want to follow the old path of your senior brother, and be killed by your own people in two years? Why don't you join us! "

After finishing speaking, the group of little demons behind laughed.

"That's right, I heard that cultivators who go crazy will be imprisoned in the Soul Refining Valley, is Lin Xianzun really willing?" Another person also echoed.

With the example of his senior brother Li Fuyue first, if news of Lin Chaochen's birth of a demon spread, the entire cultivation world would be in chaos.

And he himself will indeed be imprisoned in the Soul Refining Valley as the monster race said, until he returns to normal.

— These are the new rules established by Tianmian Palace after Li Fuyue's death.

As of today, none of the monks who were locked up have been able to come out.

These monster races didn't know that Lin Chaochen didn't hear what they said later.

After going mad, Lin Chaochen had hallucinations.

He saw Li Fuyue suddenly appearing in front of him, and he repeated the words of the demon clan just now with a smile like before: "Do you also want to follow the old path of senior brother and be killed by your own people in two years? ?”

"Brother..." Lin Chaochen murmured.

Lin Chaochen stretched out his hand to touch the white shadow in front of him, but the next moment he withdrew his hand.

No, this is not Senior Brother, he is just my hallucination...

The white shadow didn't care about Lin Chaochen's actions, he walked slowly to the man's side and suddenly asked: "... Chaochen, brother let you go, but why did you lie to me?"

"Senior brother, I didn't lie to you...No, really not..." Lin Chaochen's breathing suddenly became disordered. He wanted to explain to the person in front of him, but he felt stuck in his throat and didn't know where to start.

The tone of "Li Fuyue" in front of him gradually dropped, and after a while of silence, he suddenly leaned into Lin Chaochen's ear and said, "Kill them, and none of them will be left behind. If you are imprisoned in Soul Refining Valley, how can you revive senior brother?" ?”

"Senior Brother Resurrection..." Lin Chaochen's eyes suddenly lit up, and when he opened them again, he had completely regained his clarity.

Yes, he can't die, let alone be hanged into Soul Refining Valley.

If you are locked in, what should you do, brother?

"Li Fuyue" patted Lin Chaochen's shoulder lightly, and slowly stepped back and disappeared into the night.

The group of monsters originally wanted to take advantage of Lin Chaochen's time to escape, but at this moment, Lin Chaochen suddenly raised the long sword in his hand, and mercilessly struck at the people in front of him.

With just one strike, even the peak of Duozhi Mountain was leveled.

This was a complete massacre. Lin Chaochen, who had gone mad and had hallucinations, had completely lost his mind.

In just half a cup of tea time, the valley in front of me was full of corpses.

After killing the group of demons, Lin Chaochen finally came out of his obsession temporarily.

He had never killed so much before.

However, facing the corpses on the ground, Lin Chaochen didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.

Although Tianmian Palace takes maintaining the peace of the Three Realms as its own responsibility, it also strictly prohibits the wanton massacre of its disciples.

Lin Chaochen's behavior is undoubtedly very inconsistent with the sect's rules.

But the man just glanced coldly at the valley of Duozhi Mountain, turned and walked towards Tianmian Palace without even dealing with the corpses on the ground.

Half an hour later, the nearby monster clan found these corpses, and immediately went back to inform the monster clan master.

This place of Yaoyu is different from the human world, it does not have a strict day and night, and the center of Yaoyu is full of music and music.

Although it was the time of ugliness, the palace in the center of the demon realm was still very lively.

In the very center of the hall sat a man with white hair that reached his ankles, only wrapped around it gently with a golden ribbon.

The man didn't pay attention to the graceful dance of the flower demon on the dance floor. He lay on the table, drinking glass after glass of wine and eating pastries, while tapping his fingers lightly on the table following the rhythm of the drums.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" At this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared in the hall, he fell to his knees with a plop, and the dancer also exclaimed and scattered in all directions.

The man lying on the table pressed his eyebrows hard, and asked impatiently: "What's wrong?" At the same time, the music in the hall also stopped.

This white-haired man is Duan Qianli, the current leader of the Yaozu.

The people in the center of the hall first kowtowed several times to Duan Qianli, then finally raised their heads and gritted their teeth and said, "That Lin Chaochen from Tianmian Palace killed several of our generals in the valley of Duozhi Mountain today! Now... Now, the corpses there are going to pile up into mountains!"

"What did you say!" The man in the light gold silk robe stood up, and the wine glass on the table was knocked to the ground.

"Lin Chaochen...it's Lin Chaochen again!" Duan Qianli laughed back angrily, "He used to be very dignified and said that he would not disturb each other with the monster race, why can't he resist the killing today?"

Duan Qianli was obviously in a hurry, and even kicked the table in front of him away.

At this moment, everyone in the hall knelt down.

Everyone in the demon clan knew that their demon master Duan Qianli had a sworn feud with the sword-wielding immortal Lin Chaochen of Tianmian Palace.

Today, Lin Chaochen killed three more monster generals, and Duan Qianli will definitely take revenge.

"Where is he now?" Duan Qianli gritted his teeth and asked.

"No, I don't know." The reporter stammered back.

Duan Qianli sneered and said: "It's okay, the deity will go to Tianmian Palace to wait for him in person."

If this qi does not come out, won't it tell the whole world that their monster race can be bullied by others?

This time, things really went wrong.

Although Yaozu has been at odds with the cultivation world for many years, but because of their equal strength, the two worlds have maintained a relatively peaceful and stable state.

But if the lord of the demon clan breaks into the Heavenly Sleeping Palace, everything will be different...

Duan Qianli shook his hand in the void, and a golden thirteen-section whip appeared in his hand the next moment.

This trip to Tianmian Palace is scheduled for him today.