Yunxuanzong and his party had returned to their base. When they returned to their base, Long Wenmu and Ye Lan were surrounded by an unknown number of people.
The foundation of Yunxuan Sect is much weaker than that of other sects, and they only sent one team to participate. Therefore, Long Wenmu and Ye Lan can enter the third round, which has caused the whole sect to celebrate, and it is as lively as the New Year.
Being able to win face for the sect in such a big environment as the entire Holy Alliance is indeed something worth celebrating.
The crowd supported and laughed happily, and this attitude seemed to treat the two of them as heroes of the sect.
Being praised all the way, even Long Wenmu felt dizzy. Using fatigue as an excuse, he finally rejected the enthusiasm of the people around him and returned to his residence alone.
After finally getting some rest, I closed the door and sat cross-legged on the bed. My tense and somewhat vigilant face finally relaxed at this moment.
The tense strings in his heart relaxed a little. He had originally thought that someone would come looking for him if he had obtained such a valuable treasure as the spiritual root. He had been on guard on the way back, but surprisingly he was not blocked.
It seems that even things like spiritual roots are not something that cannot be discarded in the eyes of beings like the Emperor Yang Realm.
Of course, this was just what Long Wenmu thought, and he had no idea what was going on behind it.
I drank some water and relaxed my body and mind. My injuries and demon power had basically recovered, but my mental fatigue still lingered.
I was ready to rest for a while, but not long after I rested, I heard a "dong dong dong" knock on the door.
Sensing the breath outside the door, Long Wenmu was slightly startled, and quickly stood up and went to open the door.
Outside the door, Daoran, a man with an immortal air, stood with his hands behind his back.
"Senior." Long Wenmu greeted him with some surprise.
The second round of the Dan Conference had just ended when Daoran came to visit in person, which surprised him.
"The second round of competition, thank you both for your hard work." Daoran nodded happily.
"Senior, please come in quickly!" Long Wenmu greeted him warmly and offered tea to Daoran.
"You guys have been injured and exhausted these past few days, so you must have been working very hard. I stopped by to take a look. I didn't disturb you, right?" Wen Ran walked into the room casually.
"Senior, what are you talking about?" Long Wenmu said politely.
As we sat down with each other, some pleasantries were naturally inevitable.
"I wonder why senior came here?" Long Wenmu said while placing a plate of spiritual fruits.
Daoran lowered his eyebrows and smiled, taking a sip of tea: "It's not a big deal. I came here, mainly to give you a few words of advice."
"Is it because of the second round?" Long Wenmu thought thoughtfully. The second round had just ended, and Daoran came to visit in person. There was naturally a special reason. In Long Wenmu's heart, roughly
Guessed the other party's intention.
Daoran nodded: "We have all seen your performance in the second round of competition, and naturally we know what you have done. Of course, this also includes the matter of you obtaining spiritual roots."
"Could it be that you want to take back the spiritual root?" Long Wenmu's eyes were narrow. He came early and came late, will he come after all? But even if Daoran asks for it personally, Long Wenmu does not intend to back down. Take away the spirit.
The root does not violate the rules of the Alchemy Society, and not to mention that the spiritual root has begun to merge with the domain. Even if the spiritual root brings miraculous effects, Long Wenmu cannot give it away easily.
"Don't worry, the rules are the rules. Once you get it, it's yours." Daoran saw that Long Wenmu had some misunderstandings, so he explained.
Long Wenmu felt relieved knowing that he had misunderstood.
"The roots of the spiritual veins belong to the Golden Scale Sect, and Luo Beikun has already recognized this matter. No one will come to trouble you openly in the future."
Golden Scale Sect? Long Wenmu couldn't help but think of the man who came to Yunxuan Sect with Hua Wuhen to forcibly accept a disciple. Long Wenmu was deeply impressed by Luo Beikun. Anyway, in his opinion, whether Luo Beikun or
Hua Wuhen is by no means a kind person. And compared to Hua Wuhen's apparent arrogance, a smiling tiger like Luo Beikun is actually a more dangerous type.
It turned out that the picture of the universe that day was from the Golden Scale Sect, but Luo Beikun stopped pursuing it, which surprised Long Wenmu.
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Senior said that "on the surface" no one will come to cause trouble? So, this spiritual root is still very attractive to outsiders?" Long Wenmu frowned slightly, then relaxed it, and said with a smile.
He could hear the hidden meaning behind the words.
On the surface, no one is looking for trouble, but secretly, you can't tell.
"Spiritual veins are already rare, so even a cultivator would be jealous of such a rare thing." Fearing that Long Wenmu would not understand the importance, Daoran specifically emphasized the word "monastic".
In fact, spirits should not be held by the weak at all. It was a complete accident that Long Wenmu could obtain the spiritual root.
Apart from anything else, if you put this spiritual root in the outside world, every cultivator will probably fight for it.
Is it possible that even a cultivator would target him? Long Wenmu smiled on his face, but his heart tightened. He seemed to have underestimated the value of this spiritual root. He was an earthly demon master, dealing with a person who had just entered the half-step of cultivating.
It's all extremely difficult. If you really encounter other cultivators, I'm afraid even a few lives won't be enough.
Those people behave well on the surface, but it's unknown what dirty tricks they use secretly.
Daoran came here specially to inform him of the importance of this in advance.
Feeling Dao Ran's care, Long Wenmu felt a little grateful in his heart. But at the same time, there was a heavy pressure in his chest.
The common man is not guilty of the crime of harboring a jade, and everyone knows the truth. The fact that he obtained the spiritual root has been publicized, and now it is difficult to recover it. It can only be said that he cannot give up the spiritual root. In the future, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth.
Let's recruit and demolish.
The two drank tea in silence for a while. After a long time, Wang Ran said again leisurely.
"In this alchemy meeting, Yelan Nanizi's progress exceeded my expectations."
"It's all thanks to Senior Sister Mo and the elixir given by senior."
"Elixirs and teachings are secondary. Nizi's own understanding is already excellent, and her own alchemy skills are also quite unique. Otherwise, she would not have grown so much." Daoran said happily.
"In my opinion, senior, what kind of ranking can she achieve now?" Long Wenmu asked casually.
After thinking for a while, Daoran gave the answer in a relatively positive tone: "In my opinion, although I can't win the top three, there is still hope for the top ten."
Yelan's performance in the first two rounds was nothing short of outstanding, especially in the first round, the speed at which he could produce pills was only a hair's breadth behind the elites of the four major alchemy sects.
But it has to be said that Yelan's exposure to the elixir was still too short.
It would be no exaggeration to say that she is a genius because she can grow up so quickly, but her foundation is still too shallow.
It was too reluctant to let Ye Lan refine high-grade elixirs, and among the people who participated in the elixir meeting this time, there were no less than six or seven people who knew how to refine high-grade elixirs.
This time at the Alchemy Conference, each sect sent out more geniuses than in the previous ones. So to say that Ye Lan can squeeze into the top ten is an overestimation to the maximum extent.
For a person who has only studied alchemy for a few years, being among the top ten is already something to be proud of. But Dao Ran knew that this ranking might not be enough for Long Wenmu.
As expected, after receiving this comment, Long Wenmu's expression became visibly serious.
Top ten, this is already a very, very good ranking for Yelan. It is even a miracle to achieve such a result.
However, Long Wenmu still will not forget that the condition for meeting the saint is to win the first place in this alchemy competition.
Not second, not third... but first.
No matter how much Yelan grows, if he doesn't get the chance to be first, the chance of meeting the saint is almost the same as none. There may be people who get extra opportunities because of their outstanding performance, but the possibility is too slim.
At the moment, it is almost impossible for Yelan to win the championship. The only way is to entrust the person who wins the championship to ask a few questions to the saint on his behalf. Of course, it is easy for others to win the championship. If Hua Yongzhou wins the championship, then what happened before?
All expectations will be completely disappointed...
Long Wenmu always didn't like to bet his hopes on others, so he tried every means to help Yelan improve. But after doing so much, he still couldn't do what he could, and he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.
Wen Ran looked at Long Wenmu thoughtfully, and paused for a moment. His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back when he reached his lips.
After drinking tea for a while, he changed the topic: "I will be waiting outside the Heavenly Universe to learn about your performance. Your every move is also under our investigation... When I came here this time, there was actually another
I want to remind you of something more important... Although some things are incredibly powerful, it is best not to use them in front of others, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
The words were serious and thoughtful, and when he finished speaking, he sighed slightly and somewhat solemnly.
Long Wenmu's expression couldn't help but freeze, and his nerves tensed silently.
Although it was just a soft warning, it was like a sharp knife pressed against his vest, sending a chill down his spine.
How could Long Wenmu not know that it was he who used the demonization thing that Daoran warned.
In order not to expose himself to this move, Long Wenmu has always been vigilant and tried not to use it as much as possible. However, at the end of the fight to snatch the spiritual root and fight Feng Tianhe with all his strength, he could not allow him to retain it, so he could only use the demon to
This trump card was brought out.
In the Tian Xiang Qian Kun Diagram, he did not know that the outside world could spy on his situation, so he still took a chance. It was not until he left the Tian Xiang Qian Kun Diagram that he realized that he had not considered it well at the time.
I did everything, but praying was not noticed by anyone. However, this funny expectation was broken by Dao Ran's understatement at this moment.
Daoran knew that he had used demonization, but what about the others? They must have noticed it a long time ago.
"Senior, that's..."
Daoran raised his hand gently, interrupting Long Wenmu's explanation.
"The pure will self-purify, you don't have to explain anything..." Dao Ran's expression was easy-going, and he didn't seem to be angry about this. Instead, he said quietly, "Most of the Emperor Yang realm, even me, are far more lively than you think.
Even longer. Do you think we have fought with many people from the Black Dragon Palace, and how many times have we seen demons?"
Long Wenmu couldn't answer the question for a while.
"You've been alive for a long time, and your vision is naturally good. You can tell whether it's the Black Dragon Palace's trick."
Long Wenmu's demonization was not learned in the Black Dragon Palace, and it is different from the orthodox demonization.
Daoran could see it, how could other Emperor Yang realms not know about it. Otherwise, they might have captured Long Wenmu when he left the Heavenly Elephant Universe Map.
"I just want to remind you," Daoran stared into his eyes seriously, "Even if some people know it in their hearts, they may not be able to use it to their advantage, so you must not let down your vigilance."
The human heart is hard to fathom and the sea water is hard to measure. Never underestimate the darkness of human nature.
And even if it is different from orthodox demonization, demonization is still demonization. Daoran is willing to believe that Long Wenmu has nothing to do with the Black Dragon Palace, but it is difficult for others to say.
"If you are in trouble in the future, just come to me. No matter what, the saint asked me to take care of your Yunxuan Sect. When you are in trouble, I will try my best to help you."
"Thank you, senior." Long Wenmu thanked him, speaking from the bottom of his heart.
Daoran smiled: "I'm only here for these few things, I won't talk about more. You should prepare well for the third round of competition. Regardless of success or failure, don't fall into the name of Yunxuan."
Long Wenmu nodded heavily, and Daoran didn't stay any longer. He waved his sleeves and left.
Long after Daoran left, Long Wenmu still stood outside the door for a long time, looking into the distance.
The most important thing Daoran came over this time was to remind himself. One is spiritual roots, and the other is demonization. Long Wenmu could roughly feel that the water he was in was no longer calm. Many undercurrents would
Surges quietly, presumably there will be a steady stream of troubles coming to your door in the near future.
He gave a long sigh, suppressed a lot of melancholy, and turned around to go back to the house.