I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 392 Stealing the Treasure Mirror of Heaven and Earth
The more Zhang Chen thought about it, the more he felt that it would work. A look of relief appeared in his eyes. "I'll go serve tea and water right away. This time, I must arouse the greed of that monk Haichan!"

Zhang Chen hooked the kettle with his fingers and walked slowly into the distance. Along the way, he first came to the house of Xuanji Patriarch, and saw Xuanji Patriarch holding a tortoise shell and deducing something.

"Disciple pays respect to the ancestor." Zhang Chen bowed respectfully to the ancestor Xuanji and said, "Disciple is here to make tea for the ancestor."

The Xuanji Patriarch looked at Zhang Chen, and the more he looked, the more he liked him. The more he looked, the more he felt that he got along well with him. So he stretched out his hand and called Zhang Chen over: "Good boy, come forward and let the ancestor take a good look at you."

Zhang Chen was alert when he heard this, but he didn't show any defense on his face. He walked straight to the Xuanji Patriarch and knelt down in front of him: "What do you want, Patriarch?"

"Let me ask you, if Wuzhuang Temple is destroyed in the future, where are you going to go?" asked the old ancestor Xuanji.

Zhang Chen looked innocent: "With the Immortal Ancestor here, Wuzhuang Temple is as stable as Mount Tai, how could it be destroyed? Unless Kunlun and Taiping Dao take action together, my Wuzhuang Temple will have a chance to be destroyed. But when that day comes, naturally, I will go wherever my little sister goes."

Zhang Chen's answer seemed to be casual, but he had deeper meaning in his mind.

He felt that the Patriarch of Longevity had many methods, so he directly mentioned the Taiping Dao and Kunlun Dao to remind the Patriarch Xuanji that if the two of them could invite masters of Kunlun and Taiping Dao to help, then the chances of killing the Patriarch of Longevity would be greater.

After hearing Zhang Chen's words, as Zhang Chen had expected, an idea came to Master Xuanji's mind: "Since we have taken action against Changsheng, it is a bit too unsafe. If we get the support of Kunlun and Taiping, the matter will be a sure thing. Changsheng will have no room for maneuver and will definitely die without a burial place."

"If one day, Wuzhuang Temple really encounters a disaster, would you be willing to come and practice under me?" asked the old ancestor Xuanji.

Zhang Chen heard this and said, "Wuzhuang Monastery will not be robbed. You are worrying too much. Our ancestor is so powerful that who dares to touch his beard? However, if such a day really comes, it will be a blessing for me to become your disciple after several lifetimes of hard work."

Patriarch Xuanji was thinking about inviting Taiping Dao and Kunlun Taoist Temple, and waved his hand to signal Zhang Chen to leave. Zhang Chen carried the teapot and walked through the courtyards of the ancestors one by one. After adding tea, he finally came to the hut of Monk Haichan.

"Grandfather, I'll add some tea for you!" Zhang Chen said respectfully.

At this time, Haichan monk was holding a brush stained with golden dye, writing fine and small characters on his own golden bowl. After hearing Zhang Chen's words, Haichan monk's palm trembled, and he missed a stroke and wrote a wrong character.

Zhang Chen had just walked in with the teapot in his hand. Before he could show his five feathers to tempt Monk Haichan, Monk Haichan suddenly frowned and said, "Asshole, who told you to come in? Who told you to barge in like this without my permission? Are all disciples of Wuzhuang Temple so unruly?"

Zhang Chen was shocked when he heard the monk's words: "This monk Haichan is so angry! He doesn't have the calm temperament of a Buddhist practitioner at all."

Before he could react, he saw a flash of golden light before his eyes. The golden light came so fast that Zhang Chen had no time to react. The next moment, he felt a flash before his eyes, a sharp pain in his forehead, and then a sound of bone cracking came from his head. Then bright red blood slid down his forehead and wet his eyes.

pain!
It hurts so much!
Zhang Chen touched his forehead and felt his head buzzing. He felt dizzy and fell to the ground, covering his head with his hands and seeing stars.

"You've got a tough head. I didn't kill you with this blow!" Monk Haichan laughed coldly. He took a step forward, grabbed one of Zhang Chen's arms and pulled it hard. Blood mist spurted out and one of Zhang Chen's arms was torn off. The pain woke Zhang Chen up from his dizziness and he looked at Monk Haichan. The next moment, Monk Haichan's head twisted and turned into the head of a monster. The head looked a bit like a grasshopper's head and it actually stuffed Zhang Chen's arm into its mouth and started chewing it.

Zhang Chen was shocked when he saw this scene: "This monk Haichan is actually a monster?"

Seeing the fierceness of Monk Haichan, Zhang Chen quickly knelt down on the ground and said, "Grandmaster, please spare me! Grandmaster, please spare me! I didn't mean to disturb you. I found a treasure in the backyard and I am willing to give it to you to make amends."

As he spoke, Zhang Chen quickly took out five feathers from his arms and knelt on the ground with a respectful expression.

The rage of the ferocious monk Haichan disappeared instantly after he saw the five colorful feathers in Zhang Chen's hand. He looked incredulous and said, "How is this possible? Are these the natal feathers of a peacock?"

"How did this thing fall into your hands?" Monk Haichan stared at the five feathers, his eyes full of disbelief.

Zhang Chen clearly sensed that Monk Haichan's breathing had quickened, and it was obvious that the other party had become greedy.

The monk Haichan snatched the feather, took it in his hand and examined it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he turned his head and stared at Zhang Chen intently: "Boy, how did you get this treasure?"

"I picked this up when I was cleaning the backyard. It looked like a treasure, so I kept it privately. I am willing to present it to you as an apology. Please spare my life." Zhang Chen looked terrified at this time, and his acting skills were even better than that of an award-winning actor.

Upon hearing this, Haichan monk held the five feathers in his hands, turned his head and looked down at Zhang Chen: "Besides you, is there anyone else who knows about this?"

Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this. Even if he was stupid, he should have known what this monk Haichan wanted to do. Not only did this bastard get the treasure, he even wanted to kill people to silence them!
At this time, Haichan monk had already been greedy. What Zhang Chen had to do was to delay time and wait for the Great Freedom Demon to attack. So he said calmly: "Reporting to the ancestor, in addition to this disciple, there is also a junior sister who knows."

"Does anyone else know?" Upon hearing this, Monk Haichan frowned and looked thoughtful. If that was the case, if he killed the little Taoist boy at this moment, it would not have the effect of silencing him.

"Why don't we think of a way to let him lure that junior sister here, and then I will kill her and take care of her together." Monk Haichan was filled with murderous intent.

During the conversation, Haichan monk had already come up with a plan. He glared at Zhang Chen with his eyes, "Boy, today I will cut off one of your arms as a small punishment. Go and call your sister to serve me. If she can serve me well, I can help you reconnect your arm. And you must not tell anyone else about this treasure, otherwise I will make you extract your soul and refine your spirit, and you will die without a burial place." Zhang Chen hurriedly said respectfully, "Disciple obeys!"

The ancestor nodded in satisfaction, then pointed his finger and saw that Zhang Chen's wound had healed. "Hurry up and ask your sister to come and serve you. If it's too late, don't blame me for not reattaching your arm."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen hurriedly dropped the teapot and quickly ran out of the cottage. After he ran far away, he saw the flesh and blood on Zhang Chen's broken arm squirming. The blood stains that splashed on his clothes flowed back to Zhang Chen's arm like water, directly reconnecting his broken arm.

Apart from the broken sleeve, the white arm was a little dazzling, but there was nothing abnormal to see.

"That Sea Cicada Ancestor is actually a demon beast in human form, and he is so violent. He deserves death." Zhang Chen's voice was filled with murderous intent:
"I say, old man, can you do it?"

"Do you think it's that easy to use greed to seize control of his body?" The Great Freedom Demon said unhappily, "If I were at my peak, it would be easy for me to control him, but my current strength is not even one billionth of my peak strength. It's still very difficult for me to control this old guy, okay?"

At this point, the Great Freedom Demon said: "Give me another thirty breaths, and I can control that old guy."

Zhang Chen smiled upon hearing this:

"I will go and wait inside the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. How can Wuwo, the master of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, exert its true power? This damned monk Haichan dared to attack me. I will make sure he suffers retribution inside the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation!"

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he turned into a drop of water and seeped into the ground. When he reappeared, he was already in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.

Zhang Chen stood in the Nine Bends of the Yellow River formation, looking at the endless yellow sand that covered the sky, with a look of emotion in his eyes: "My Nine Bends of the Yellow River formation is even more powerful! Combined with my golden shears, I will definitely not give Monk Haichan a chance to escape. I will strangle his true spirit completely here."

Zhang Chen took out the golden scissors and threw them casually. The scissors flew into the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and disappeared. He was just waiting for the Sea Cicada Ancestor to escape like the Innate Peacock, and then he would use his golden scissors to secretly finish him off.

"That monk Haichan is an alien species. His body contains the blood that has flowed down from the creation of the world. This is just the right blood for you to practice the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword." said the Great Freedom Demon.

Zhang Chen was overjoyed when he heard this. He never expected that he would have such a gain.

"Not only Monk Haichan, the other guys are all transformed from different species. For example, the old ancestor Xuanji is actually the reincarnation of an old turtle. They are all innate species, second-generation innate bloodlines. If you can obtain their blood, it will be enough for you to practice the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword." The Great Freedom Demon spoke, his voice full of temptation.

Zhang Chen's heart beat fast upon hearing this, and his eyes widened: "I never thought I would have such an opportunity! What a great opportunity! What a great opportunity! If I can gather the materials to practice the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in the spiritual world, it would be a great blessing."

When the Great Freedom Demon heard Zhang Chen's words, he laughed in his heart: "Silly boy, you still think this is a spiritual world? What the hell is a spiritual world!"

But he did not reveal it. He felt that if he revealed it, who knows what kind of variables it would cause. If the timeline changes to his disadvantage, he would be in big trouble!
Zhang Chen stood in the Nine Bends of the Yellow River waiting, and said that after the monk Haichan got the five feathers, he became more and more happy, and his emotions kept fluctuating: "The five-color divine light of the innate peacock is extremely powerful. The reason why the immortals in the upper realm fell in the past was all because of this five-color divine light. If I can refine this five-color divine light, even if the immortal's true spirit is revived, I can kill it. Even if the peacock's true spirit is resurrected, now that the five-color divine light is in my hands, who will win and who will lose, we have to compete to know."

Just as greed was taking over his heart and his mind was running wild, a black lotus blossomed in his heart. Monk Haichan realized something was wrong and quickly tried to use his Buddhist Dharma to suppress it, but it was too late.

The next moment, after a slight struggle, a strange smile appeared on Monk Haichan's face. He looked up and down at his arms, and then he took small steps slowly, looking at the scenery of Wuzhuang Temple, and then came to the backyard where the ancestor was.

Without saying anything more, he went straight to where the Treasure Mirror of Heaven and Earth was stored. Following the mantra taught by Zhang Chen, he stretched out his hand and took the Treasure Mirror of Heaven and Earth in his hand.

Why did the Changsheng Patriarch dare to enshrine the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror here without fear of it being stolen? It was because without the incantation formula, it would be impossible to take the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror away, and it would be directly sucked in and imprisoned by the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror.

Just like Zhang Chen did before, his palm fell on the Treasure Mirror of Heaven and Earth, and the Treasure Mirror of Heaven and Earth directly opened the door and sucked Zhang Chen in.

If outsiders don't understand the secret, the Treasure Mirror of Heaven and Earth will just be another prisoner.

However, after obtaining the Treasure Mirror of Heaven and Earth, Monk Haichan did not leave quietly, but deliberately emitted fluctuations of magic power to let the master notice the changes here. Then Monk Haichan flew directly towards the direction of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.

Monk Haichan had caused some commotion, how could Master Changsheng not know about it?
The noise really alarmed the ancestors, and they saw Changsheng Patriarch hurriedly chasing after them. He came to the place where the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror was kept. When he saw the empty altar, his brain buzzed: "The Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror is gone? How did he take it away? Why didn't the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror fight back? I knew they must have come prepared!"

Because Monk Haichan deliberately left his aura behind, Patriarch Changsheng said nothing and directly turned into a stream of light to chase after him. The two of them arrived at the Nine-Bend Yellow River Talisman Formation almost at the same time, one after the other.

"Monk Haichan, why are you like this?" The Grandmaster Changsheng stared at Monk Haichan with a gloomy face: "Hand over the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror, and I will forgive you for what happened. We can still be good friends. Otherwise, I'm afraid today's matter will be difficult to resolve. One of us must stay here."

Upon hearing this, the 'Sea Chan Monk' sneered, "You are such a hypocrite! You are about to die, yet you still dare to show off your power to me? If you want the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror, just come and get it! Now that this treasure is in my hands, there is absolutely no way I will give it back to you."

(End of this chapter)