Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 144 Heading to Reunion
Dusk began to appear on the horizon, and the vast forest gradually became dark. Since there were not many traces of insects and animals around, the atmosphere seemed extremely quiet.

Chen Mu and the others listened to the leisurely voice that lingered for a long time and slowly came back to their senses.

"Which senior's inspiration is this?"

Niu Dali was a little confused. Although he didn't see who was in the flash of light just now, he guessed from the speed at which it flashed that it should be a foundation-building cultivator.

Chen Mu raised his eyes to the horizon and said slowly, "Looking at this sharp and condensed aura, it must be Senior Xiao from the Sword-Asking Pavilion."

Niu Dali nodded without saying anything else. Instead, Han Jing asked in confusion, "Didn't Senior Xiao follow Daoist Fellow She and the sect elders deep into the mountains? Why did he suddenly come here to deliver a message... Could it be that the ancestors have already killed the Jindan demon cultivator?"

"That shouldn't be the case. If the demon cultivator died, our sect elders would definitely inform us instead of having his sect elders come to deliver the message."

She Yingtan took over Han Jing's question, thought for a while, shook her head and said.

The six people talked a little, but no one jumped to conclusion.

After a moment, Chen Mu's expression straightened. He stopped Niu Dali and the others who were about to talk, and said loudly: "Whether the demon plague will end or not, we will know the outcome when we reach the Zhongyuan area that Senior Xiao mentioned. It's better not to waste time... Senior Brother Niu, Fellow Daoist She, gather the brothers!"

The two of them had no objection and nodded in agreement, their hands moving non-stop.

They each took out the spiritual talisman placed on their chest, activated their magic power, and then threw it into the air.

A pillar of light immediately rose into the sky, very conspicuous, guiding the scattered disciples of the two sects...

After a long time, all the disciples gathered together and were now discussing in low voices about passing on the message.

Chen Mu secretly counted the number of people and after confirming that no disciples were missing, he walked to the front and said loudly, "I don't know what the situation is like up ahead, brothers, please don't be careless and don't fall behind alone... Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and nodded to Niu Dali and the others, then he took off and leaped straight towards the Zhongyuan area. Everyone also summoned their magic power and hurried to follow.

The future was uncertain, so Chen Mu and the others did not dare to fly in the air easily for fear of encountering unknown risks.

Under the cold moonlight, dozens of blurry black and white figures shuttled through the dense mountain forest, extremely agile and at an incredible speed.

……

The group did not stop along the way, and in just one day, they were able to sense the aura of the cultivator.

Chen Mu looked at the white-robed disciples coming towards him, and suddenly stopped, halting everyone's progress.

"My two Taoist friends from the Shuiyun and Yushou sects... I'm Hou Jin from the Jiange Sword Pavilion, and this is my junior fellow apprentice Jian Ruobo. I've been waiting for you all here for a long time."

The white-robed disciple, who looked quite delicate, chuckled softly and introduced the disciple from the Sword-Asking Pavilion who was following behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Hou, Fellow Daoist Jian, may I know why Senior Xiao from your sect sent us here?"

Chen Mu smiled and said a few polite words, then directly asked about everyone's doubts.

Hou Jin smiled upon hearing this and replied loudly, "I don't know the details of this matter either. I only heard a few things from Uncle Xiao... But Senior Zhang from your sect and Senior Xin from the Beastmaster Sect are both here. If you have any questions, please follow me and ask them yourself."

"Oh? Uncle Zhang..." Chen Mu turned around and looked at the Shuiyun disciples, nodded and said no more, and immediately followed Hou Jin's instructions and walked towards the depths.

After a while, Niu Dali, who was following beside him, couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "Didn't they say that the Zhongyuan area guarded by your Wenjian Pavilion has the most monsters? Why have we encountered so few monsters along the way?" As soon as these words were spoken, Hou Jin, who was walking in the front, continued walking. He just shook his head and smiled slightly, and explained very patiently, "When we first arrived here, there were indeed many monsters. Because of this, several of my brothers were seriously injured..."

"However, the situation has improved a lot since Uncle Xiao and his group of Foundation Establishment seniors returned from the depths of the mountains the day before yesterday. In the past two days, there have only been a few scattered low- and mid-level demonic beasts invading the area, and no high-level demonic beasts have been seen."

"So that's how it is..." Niu Dali nodded suddenly. In the final analysis, it should be the same reason why they were called here.

After hearing this, Chen Mu pondered for a few times, then stopped talking and quickened his pace.

Half an hour later.

Chen Mu led a group of disciples and stepped into a curtain casually covered with huge colorful satin that covered the sky and the sun.

This place covers a large area and is divided into six areas using some green bamboo cushions.

The first thing Chen Mu saw when he entered was his uncle Taoist Zhang, who was sitting cross-legged on a cushion with a calm demeanor.

Perhaps noticing Chen Mu and others coming in, Zhang Laodao suddenly turned around and winked at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu felt relieved and nodded quickly to She Yingtan. Then he and his fellow disciples walked behind him and each found a cushion to sit on.

Zhang Laodao then chuckled and asked about the battle that had lasted for more than half a month.

After some conversation.

Chen Mu looked at him and it seemed that he didn't notice that there were fewer people under his tutelage. He felt more and more complicated in his heart. He bowed and whispered in a rather depressed tone.

"Uncle Zhang, I have failed to live up to the trust placed in me by my master and failed to protect all my fellow disciples..."

Zhang Laodao shook his head slightly upon hearing this and said softly, "This is not your fault. The demonic plague is inherently dangerous... It's not just us in Shuiyunjian, it's the same for all the other sects. It's fate, and it's unavoidable."

Before Chen Mu came in, he had already noticed that several people were missing from the ranks of disciples, so he was not too surprised.

Chen Mu sighed inwardly upon hearing this and suppressed the mixed thoughts in his mind.

After a moment, he looked at the four sects' cultivators who were already sitting cross-legged and waiting under the curtain, and murmured, "Only the two sects left, the cultivators from the slightly farther Jin Guang Valley and Yue Hua Mountain..."

He raised his eyebrows and leaned closer to Taoist Zhang and asked softly, "Uncle Zhang, why did you suddenly come back here? Is the demon plague really over?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Niu Dali came over and seemed to care about the result as well.

Zhang Laodao smiled slightly, stroked his beard and nodded, "Indeed, two days ago we received a message from our ancestors saying that they had already started fighting with the Golden Core Snake Demon in the extreme south and would be killed soon."

"So he ordered us to gather our disciples and guard this place, lest the demons dare to disobey the orders left by the demon cultivators and fight to the death..."

"Kill...the Jindan demon cultivator!" Chen Mu and Niu Dali looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Didn't Uncle Zhang say before that killing a demon cultivator in the Golden Core Realm would be as difficult as ascending to heaven?" Niu Dali secretly clicked his tongue and asked with a turn of his eyes.

Taoist Zhang didn't pretend to be profound. With a thoughtful look on his face, he guessed, "Since the ancestors said so, perhaps they have found a way to restrain the snake demon..."

(End of this chapter)