"No, I just think this senior's nickname is rather strange. Is he famous?" Lin Xuan said calmly.
"Oh!" Zhang Song breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a hint of fear on his face, as if mentioning this person's name was a big taboo. He turned around and looked around before speaking slowly.
"Ancestor Kunnan is a famous giant demon on Demon Spirit Island. The techniques he practices are very special. Although he is only an immortal cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul, his magical powers are mysterious and unpredictable. It is said that they are better than those in the middle stage.
The old monster is not much inferior, and he is cruel in nature and protects his weak to the extreme. Not to mention us juniors, even the big sects do not dare to provoke him easily. It can be said that in the past hundred years, he is the most powerful person in the world of immortality.
A notorious figure."
"Oh." Lin Xuan nodded, with a calm expression on his face, but secretly murmuring in his heart. It seemed that he had killed the man named Jin and unintentionally caused a big disaster. Of course... Lin Xuan didn't care.
First of all, with his current magical power and the help of Corpse Demon Yue'er, even if Patriarch Kunnan comes, it's not certain who will be afraid of whom.
Secondly, the man surnamed Jin has returned to the underworld. Apart from himself, the only one present at that time was Ye Ping'er. That girl valued love and righteousness and would never betray herself. It didn't matter if the ancestor of Kunnan knew that his beloved disciple had been killed. He couldn't find her.
When I found out about the murderer, I wasn't the only one who was depressed.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan showed a sarcastic smile on his lips, put the matter behind him, and chatted with the other party about other issues.
…
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and a vast mountain range appeared in sight. Zhang Song was so excited that his face turned red, and he finally arrived safely.
Speaking of which, I don’t know if the two of them were lucky. There should have been a lot of monsters along the way, but strangely they didn’t meet any of them!
Without any delay, we arrived at our destination safely.
Lin Xuan released his spiritual consciousness, and the mountains in front of him stretched for hundreds of miles, and were extremely tall and majestic. However, they did not have a strong demonic aura, and it did not seem to be the location of any demonic veins.
Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, but after a moment of reflection, he was relieved. The demon vein is an excellent training ground for both demon cultivators and demon clans. It would be too ostentatious to hold an exchange meeting there.
Some, maybe only halfway through, will cause endless trouble.
Following Zhang Song, the two flew into the depths of Mang Mountain. Half a day later, they stopped in front of a tall mountain peak.
This mountain is extremely tall and tall, with dense vegetation, and the entire mountain is shrouded in a thick layer of fog.
Lin Xuan released his spiritual consciousness, but was unable to enter. It seemed that some strange restriction had been imposed.
"Brother Lin, there is no need to waste your efforts. The phantom formation on this mountain was jointly laid by several Yuan Ying stage seniors who presided over the conference. It can block spiritual consciousness."
"Oh, then how should we enter?" Lin Xuan frowned, with a trace of doubt on his face.
"Don't worry about this. Every day at nine o'clock, the responsible deacon will naturally open the restriction and let in the comrades who have come from afar." The big man touched the beard on his chin and his voice was extremely calm.
Lin Xuan looked at the sky. It was pitch black all around. It was at least two hours away from Mao hour.
It was a quiet night in the mountains, and the wind was biting. Fortunately, as a cultivator, he naturally didn't care about this. Lin Xuan randomly found a clean stone and sat cross-legged to meditate.
Of course, with someone beside him at this moment, he would not practice stupidly, but would just adjust his breath slightly to recover the mana consumed on the road.
There was a trace of surprise on Zhang Song's face, but he didn't say much and sat down cross-legged.
Lin Xuan slowly closed his eyes, but quietly released his consciousness. In this way, all movements within a radius of dozens of miles were under his control, while Zhang Song next to him did not notice anything at all.
After about a stick of incense, several rays of light appeared on the horizon in the distance. Lin Xuan's consciousness swept away, but he didn't pay attention to them. They were just a few immortal cultivators in the foundation-building stage.
After a while, several people also landed nearby. When they saw the two people who arrived first, they were not too surprised. They also found a clean place to rest.
Lin Xuan nodded secretly in his heart. It seemed that Zhang Song was indeed not lying.
In the next two hours, more and more people came, and finally there were hundreds. Their cultivation levels were also uneven. There were even a few low-level disciples in the Dan Condensation Stage, Foundation Establishment Stage, and even the Spiritual Movement Stage. It was obvious that
Lin Xuan was speechless for a while, wondering whether they wanted to broaden their horizons or really want to find something.
When there are many people, they will naturally stop meditating quietly. Instead, they will get to know each other and have friendship, forming a small circle.
Others who were impatient simply took out the treasures they brought from this trip and exchanged them in a small circle.
Lin Xuan's mana had almost recovered, so he stopped sitting stupidly and walked through the crowd to see if there were any treasures he needed.
It's a pity that nothing was found. It's not surprising. Among these hundreds of people, there are only a dozen high-level monks above the alchemy stage, and not everyone has participated in the exchange. Besides, the Mangshan Conference has not officially started yet, so even if they
Even if there is really good stuff, I won’t take it out right now.
Those who are willing to exchange are naturally some defective products, and Lin Xuan certainly doesn't see it.
However, although there was no gain, it was better than sitting around and being bored. Lin Xuan still teleported with great interest, even not sparing the stalls set up by low-level monks, and looking at them one by one.
Just as he was enjoying himself, Lin Xuan's expression suddenly froze, he stopped, and released his spiritual consciousness, looking far away like the entrance to the northwest. He came in from that direction just now.
"Why...why is she here?" Lin Xuan's expression was a little solemn and he murmured.
"Master, who are you talking about?" Yue'er was sleeping soundly in Lin Xuan's sea of consciousness, but at this time she was also awakened, stretched out, and asked coquettishly.
"You'll know in a minute." Lin Xuan said as he took a few steps back and ducked into the most crowded place. He didn't want to meet that person face to face and withdraw his consciousness at the same time, otherwise he might be discovered by the other party.
The people present, whose cultivation level was far less than that of Lin Xuan, did not notice anything strange. They were still making loud noises, chatting, or bargaining...
After about half a cup of tea, a bright spot of light suddenly appeared in the distance, and at the same time, a loud sound like a thunderbolt penetrated the eardrums, frightening many unprepared people.
"Hey, what is that?"
At this time, the monks raised their heads one after another and released their spiritual consciousness towards the light spot. However, after scanning it, their expressions changed drastically.
Oh my god, he is actually a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage!
There was a look of shock on the faces of all the cultivators. Didn't the old monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage have a special passage that allowed them to enter the conference directly?
However, what happened behind them made them even more shocked.
The yellow startling rainbow was extremely fast, but there was actually a red bolt chasing after it like thunder and lightning.
The fuguang in front seemed to be extremely frightened and ran away desperately.