Chapter 871: Ming Water Spring Eye, Lord of the Abyss, Spell Perfection, Spiritual Machine Emerges

The Yanfu Mountain of the past hung high above the nine heavens, and few could glimpse its full appearance.

Now that the immortal mountain had fallen, Luo Chen could finally see its true face.

At first glance, it was not particularly magnificent, unable to compare with the Heavenly Peak of the Central Continent that connected heaven and earth.

In terms of steepness and strangeness, it was also not as abruptly towering as the Motian Cliff.

But this mountain sat quietly in the abyss, yet brought a sense of incomparable weight, as if it were a giant beast crouching and sleeping.

Moreover, Yanfu Mountain was not contaminated by the Ming water at all, and there were still a large number of wisps of heaven and earth spiritual energy converging from all directions, being swallowed by the light of those arrays.

It was truly a great strange mountain!

At this moment, from the periphery of Yanfu Mountain, came bursts of shouting.

A large amount of ghost energy whistled back and forth, sweeping through the surroundings, as if the sky were dark and the earth was dim, and a hundred ghosts were out at night.

"Where did you juniors come from, daring to compete with me, Yan Qianji, for opportunities!"

"Learning has no order of priority; the capable are respected. We are both at the Tier 4 Ghost Emperor realm; is there any reason for you to rely on your seniority?"

"Old man has been on the path of ghost cultivation for three thousand years; at that time, you didn't even know where you were reincarnating, and you dare to mention yourself in the same breath as me?"

"What a three thousand years; I fear these three thousand years you were sealing your soul and locking your spirit, sleeping like an old turtle!"

The old man's tone and the graceful woman's voice rose and fell continuously, and it was not just a simple conversation.

As each word was uttered and bloomed, there were a large number of sound waves that captured souls and seized spirits, the most dangerous of which directly attacked the enemy's soul origin.

Ghost cultivators had their physical bodies destroyed and had no sea of consciousness to shield them from the outside world.

Their strongest point was their soul, but their biggest flaw was also the soul without the protection of a sea of consciousness!

Under continuous impact, Bai Meiling, whose foundation was slightly weaker, gradually showed signs of being unable to hold on.

The flag she was waving also had the posture of lowering its colors.

"Give your life!"

With an angry shout, Yan Qianji fully displayed his huge ghost body, looking down and slamming a palm toward the bottom.

Bai Meiling's expression changed greatly, and without hesitation, she manifested her true form, turning into a hundred-foot ghost python, rolling up the soul flag and preparing to leave.

However, that ghost body covered the sky and the sun, and there was thick black mist covering all sides, so no matter how she charged left and right, she could not escape, and it seemed she could only take this palm head-on.

"I regret not listening to Sect Master Li!"

A flash of regret crossed Bai Meiling's face, but she had already made a decision.

She could die here, but the few disciples she brought out had to be sent back unscathed!

"Tianxuan, I leave it to you!"

After the spiritual sense transmission, she threw it outward, and the Soul-Refining Flag turned into an arrow leaving the string, rushing toward the outside of the black mist.

And Bai Meiling turned around, charging toward the giant palm print, ready to die.

Just at this moment, a spark of fire suddenly bloomed, turning into a fire phoenix soaring to the sky, meeting the ghost palm before Bai Meiling.

Boom!

In the violent impact, Bai Meiling stopped her body, both surprised and happy.

Watching that fire phoenix not only break the ghost palm but also have plenty of power left, sweeping away the thick ghost mist with the momentum of a prairie fire, revealing a clear blue sky.

Large swaths of ghost mist were hit hard and began to shrink continuously, finally revealing Yan Qianji's true body.

It was unexpectedly a creature covered in a thick shell, looking like a turtle.

It was just that its head and tail were connected to the shell transformed by ghost energy, more like a creature of the soft-shelled turtle or sea turtle type.

The killing move was broken, and Yan Qianji was both shocked and angry.

"Who?"

In the Ming water outside the mountain, a figure walked into the waterless Yanfu Mountain, stepping on the sparkling waves in Bai Meiling's expectant gaze.

Dressed in black with black hair, eyes like cold pools and abysses, pupils like the sun, moon, and stars, making one unable to extricate themselves upon looking.

It was Luo Chen!

He said lightly: "Daoist, since you call yourself a senior, why bully the small?"

Yan Qianji sneered, "The Mingyuan Sect suppressed me for thousands of years; before it was destroyed, that brat Tianyuan urged us to borrow a knife to kill. Now this Yanfu Mountain is just a slight compensation. This little girl doesn't know her place and tried to snatch my opportunity; you tell me, should I have made a move?"

Bai Meiling said anxiously: "Master, we were here first, and the residual array on the periphery was also cracked by Min Longyu and Tianxuan. The old thing doesn't know shame, not only following us in but also biting back!"

Master?

Yan Qianji frowned, his powerful spiritual sense constantly sweeping over Luo Chen.

In his view, Bai Meiling was not very powerful, but she was at least a Tier 4 ghost soul, and she actually served someone as master?

Then this person was likely even more powerful than he imagined!

However, no matter how his spiritual sense swept, he could not see any clues about Luo Chen.

This situation could only explain one thing: this black-clothed man's soul foundation was a notch stronger than his!

After listening to Bai Meiling's words, Luo Chen's expression remained unchanged, turning to look at Yan Qianji.

"Daoist, everything must have a first-come, first-served basis, don't you think?"

Yan Qianji sneered, "Words are useless; in the end, we have to distinguish the high and low with our hands."

Luo Chen nodded, quite in agreement: "That is true; the so-called opportunity is obtained by those with affinity, and this affinity... Little Bai, the Soul-Refining Flag is not used that way, watch carefully!"

Before the words fell, the flag surface of the soul flag held in Luo Chen's hand suddenly spread out.

One evil ghost after another roared out from within.

Qi Refining stage, Foundation Establishment stage, Jin Dan stage... toward the end, even Ghost Emperor-level existences with deer heads and human bodies flew out.

Facing these ghosts, Yan Qianji sneered, not caring at all.

Ghosts refined by the Soul-Refining Flag had muddled consciousness and unclear minds; he was not afraid at all!

However, the next moment!

Luo Chen pinched a spell, and shouted in a low voice: "Merge!"

Immediately, amidst Yan Qianji's disbelief, those ghosts, whether strong or weak, actually merged together, forming a giant fierce ghost reaching a thousand feet high, rushing toward him.

"Different ghosts have huge gaps in realm; why can they merge together?"

No one told him the answer, and he could not think deeply about it.

Because at this moment, the fierce ghost fused out erupted with a realm of Tier 4 late stage!

If it were just this, Yan Qianji could still hold on for a while.

But Luo Chen was still watching like a tiger, so how could he dare to be careless in the fight.

Seeing him roar angrily, the rolling sound waves spread in all directions, and he rushed toward the giant fierce ghost fused out.

"Master, be careful; this person's soul attack technique is extremely strong, do not let the soul sound disturb your ears." Bai Meiling reminded urgently.

Bai Meiling had once ambushed the Hundred-Foot Demon Emperor with soul attack techniques; she had quite an attainment in this path.

Being able to make her so guarded showed the power of Yan Qianji's soul sound.

However, Luo Chen did not avoid it at all, letting the rolling soul sound impact his body, his body still standing tall and motionless.

A pair of golden pupils stared calmly at Yan Qianji.

Boom!

The two fierce ghosts collided violently.

In just an instant, the powerful fierce ghost fused by Luo Chen collapsed instantly.

"Still lacking a bit of heat?"

Luo Chen muttered, this soul-fusing method originated from what he obtained in the North Sea.

It was originally passed down by disciples of the soul-refining lineage of the Yuanmo Sect, and was collected into the Wan Xian Society after being killed by Luo Chen and Duan Li and others.

Later, Luo Chen exchanged for it and practiced it slightly.

In years of experience, the frequency of using this technique was very few.

Because at that time, there was no powerful main soul in the Soul-Refining Flag, and even the fierce ghost king fused out was only at the late Jin Dan stage.

It was not until the battle with Baili Qingchuan that Luo Chen used this flag to collect the soul of one of the Lu brothers, which truly provided the conditions for the real execution of the soul-fusing method.

Currently, it seemed the power was indeed not bad.

The only thing lacking was probably that Luo Chen was not yet very proficient in using it!

However, it was enough!

Under one most direct collision, the Fierce Ghost King collapsed, and Yan Qianji similarly could not withstand the impact of the countless evil ghost thoughts, his entire huge ghost body began to fall apart, turning into wisps of mist and dissipating outward.

Bai Meiling realized something and said: "Master, he is feigning defeat to escape!"

Luo Chen naturally discovered this point long ago, pressing a palm toward a certain place in the void.

The Qingyang Great Handprint was released instantly, also carrying wisps of Wither-Prosper True Fire.

Thud!

In a certain place in the void, a figure appeared staggeringly.

On his back, there was unexpectedly a deep palm print, almost scattering his solidified ghost body.

He looked at Luo Chen in terror, then rushed out of Yanfu Mountain without hesitation, disappearing into the vast Nether Abyss.

"Master, should we chase?" Bai Meiling asked.

Luo Chen waved his hand, "Let him go; the Nether Abyss is ultimately not suitable for my fighting. Facing the enemy head-on is fine, but chasing the enemy is more likely to fall into a trap."

Do not chase a desperate enemy; Luo Chen also had no life-and-death enmity with the other party, so he was too lazy to waste energy.

He shook the Soul-Refining Flag, and several figures fell out from within.

As soon as they appeared, they bowed respectfully to Luo Chen.

"Master!"

"Supreme Elder!" "Supreme Elder!"

Tianxuan, Min Longyu, and several familiar Foundation Establishment disciples.

Luo Chen looked at the group of people and said in a deep voice: "You guys are quite bold!"

Bai Meiling took the initiative to take the blame, "Master, it was my idea; don't blame them."

"Mm?" Luo Chen stared at Bai Meiling.

The other party only felt the pressure was as heavy as a mountain, subconsciously kneeling on the ground, terrified: "Within the Alchemy Saint Blessed Land, the vitality is too heavy, which is like a cage for me. Instead, in the Nether Abyss, death energy, ghost energy, and nether energy are omnipresent, which is most suitable for my cultivation. So I couldn't help it, violated Sect Master Li's order, and snuck out. Bringing Min Longyu and the others was also thinking that someone could help me set up arrays, so as not to be discovered by other powerful existences and implicate the Luotian Sect."

Luo Chen nodded in his heart; the current Nether Abyss was indeed very suitable for Bai Meiling's cultivation.

He only thought about how to settle the Luotian Sect before, but ignored the cultivation needs of some special existences in the sect.

But on the surface, he still did not show it and asked: "Then how to explain this Yanfu Mountain?"

Min Longyu took over the conversation and explained: "I discovered it; the residual array of this mountain can block the filth of Ming water, and it doesn't look like an ordinary place, so I encouraged Elder Bai to enter and explore. It's just that the array of this mountain is truly too powerful; even if the periphery array has been broken by more than half, some powerful arrays inside are still running, so we were trapped at the foot of the mountain."

Luo Chen shook his head and looked at the towering mountain range above his head.

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"You don't even know what kind of existence this place is; to rush in so rashly is truly reckless!"

After speaking, he explained the origin of this mountain to everyone.

Originating from the depths of the earth vein, originating from the Alchemy Saint Blessed Land, hanging high over the Mingyuan Holy Land for three thousand years.

It was the holy mountain in the Mingyuan Holy Land!

Three great ancestors once resided and cultivated here, and those who came and went were all of the Nascent Soul generation.

It can be said that the essence of the Mingyuan Sect was concentrated in this mountain.

Just relying on a few Jin Dan and Foundation Establishment juniors, and Bai Meiling, a Ghost Emperor at the Nascent Soul stage, wanting to explore this mountain was simply seeking death!

Even Luo Chen did not dare to go deep into it.

After listening, Tianxuan suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Master, since this mountain is so important, if my Luotian Sect obtains it, wouldn't we be able to harvest a large amount of the Mingyuan Sect's inheritance?"

Luo Chen's eyes flashed, and he looked deeply at Tianxuan.

"What you said makes some sense, but now is not the time."

After speaking, he rolled his sleeves, magic power surged, covered a few people, and left the mountain leisurely.

After he left, it was only about half a day.

Several figures appeared outside Yanfu Mountain.

Each of them was full of ghost energy, and their soul fluctuations were extremely violent.

"I wondered why Yan Qianji was fighting with others; it turns out he discovered this mountain!"

"Yanfu Mountain, the Ming water spring eye of the Nether Abyss is inside, right?"

"If the rumors are not false, it should be!"

"The reason the Mingyuan Sect was able to suppress the Nether Abyss for three thousand years was because of the Ming water spring eye, and the three great ancestors trying to suppress and refine Qinghexian also relied on the Ming water spring eye. If we obtain this object, we can become the Lord of the Nether Abyss!"

"If we don't enter now, when will we?"

"Let's be careful; since someone can beat that old monster Yan Qianji into a serious injury and escape, it is likely an old monster who has been hiding in the Nether Abyss for thousands of years."

"Careful? We have all been dormant for so many years, do we still have to continue shrinking?"

"That's right, that big turtle Yan Qianji has already poked its head out; there's no reason we should be more cowardly than him."

"Go!"

Several figures, after a discussion, rushed in without hesitation.

Not only them, but as time passed, more and more ghosts began to gather outside Yanfu Mountain, almost without much hesitation, all pouring into it.

It's just that most of them went in and couldn't come out.

A rumor slowly spread among the huge group of ghost cultivators in the Nether Abyss.

Yanfu Mountain appears, Ming water spring eye emerges.

If one can control the Ming water spring eye, one can become the Lord of the Nether Abyss, replace the Mingyuan Sect, and master this vast absolute land!

Returning to the Alchemy Saint Blessed Land, Luo Chen handed all the violators, including Bai Meiling, to Li Yingzhang.

Punish those who should be punished, and confine those who should be confined.

However, Luo Chen still left a way out.

"Although the Blessed Land is good, bitter cultivation is always closing the door to build a cart."

"In the old site of the Mingyuan Sect, there are a large number of residual resources of the Soul Transformation holy land hidden. If we can obtain one or two out of ten, my Luotian Sect will have hope in the future."

"I will leave behind a method to drive the giant turtle, as well as a map of the Mingyuan Holy Land, and in the future, you will regularly send people to explore the ruins around the Blessed Land to dig up some resources useful to us."

"Every time you go out, let Bai Meiling lead the team, and by the way, train the sect disciples."

"Finally, find a suitable place for Bai Meiling to cultivate outside. It can let her cultivate, and it can also serve as the second stronghold of my Luotian Sect in the Nether Abyss."

Although Li Yingzhang was worried, he also felt that what Luo Chen said made sense, so he respectfully accepted the order.

Although the Alchemy Saint Blessed Land was good, it ultimately had only one exit.

Once the gate was blocked by someone, the hundreds of cultivators of the Luotian Sect would become turtles in a jar.

If a second or even a third stronghold could be developed, they could advance and retreat with evidence.

As for Yanfu Mountain?

He and Luo Chen discussed for a while, and both thought it was not something the Luotian Sect could explore now.

It was better to let those ghost cultivators explore it first and lead the way.

When there was really some result, it would not be too late for the Luotian Sect to participate.

After dealing with these trivial matters, Luo Chen returned to his previous daily routine.

Taking Five-Temple Immortal Brew to temper his five internal organs, and insisting on dripping two drops of Jade Emperor Clear Pupil Liquid every day to enhance his pair of red-eyed golden pupils.

Cultivation did not fall behind either; morning and evening homework once each, and magic power progressed steadily.

And the talisman-making plan that had been forced to stop earlier was also restarted after harvesting a large number of high-level talisman skins from Hanyang Mountain.

Time passed day by day, and the Tier 4 talismans Luo Chen produced became more and more numerous.

Correspondingly, the proficiency of Luo Chen's high-level fire-type spells on the attribute panel also began to climb rapidly.

Three years later!

On this day, in the Dan Mountain cave dwelling.

Luo Chen was carefully drawing the spell "Fire Phoenix Scorching the Plains" on the talisman skin.

His movements were incomparably gentle, and his spiritual sense was absolutely focused.

The usually domineering fire-attribute magic power was now as obedient as a child, letting him inject it into the talisman patterns bit by bit.

When the last stroke fell, Luo Chen felt a sense of relief.

Lifting the talisman that contained majestic power, his eyes were full of joy.

Another success!

Not only that, the proficiency regarding "Fire Phoenix Scorching the Plains" on the panel, after being stuck for more than a hundred years, finally struggled to reach the Great Perfection level.

Sure enough, his early assumptions were correct!

Talisman making requires profound spell attainment.

Conversely, making talismans in large quantities can also promote the improvement of a cultivator's spell proficiency.

Under the mutual promotion, even if he did not deliberately release spells to practice, he could push "Fire Phoenix Scorching the Plains" to Great Perfection step by step.

After all, the difficulty of drawing fire-method talismans with full concentration was higher than simply releasing spells; having this progress was a matter of course.

"Next, it's time to draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the talisman as a supplement."

Tier 4 talismans were already different from ordinary talismans.

They not only contained the cultivator's own magic power but also integrated some external spiritual energy.

In this way, after being actively activated by someone, they could reproduce the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator drawing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for their own use.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, spread his spiritual sense, released his domain, and began to draw a large amount of fire-attribute spiritual energy into the talisman.

This process needed to be careful, to avoid the guest overriding the host and destroying the stable talisman that had been refined with such difficulty.

Luo Chen was not afraid, as he had already been familiar with this process before.

It was just that this time, it only lasted for a moment before Luo Chen felt something special.

"Why does it feel much easier to draw external spiritual energy than before?"

As Luo Chen was puzzled, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Magic power was injected into his eyes, and the source power flowed upward.

In an instant, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and his golden pupils flickered.

His red-eyed golden pupils stared straight into the void.

In the vast air currents, there was a special existence mixed in that was difficult for cultivators to detect.

"That is... Spiritual Machine!"

Luo Chen suddenly realized something, hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to operate his life-bound cultivation method, actively drawing the Spiritual Machine into his body.

Inside the sea of consciousness, the golden ocean also began to boil.

The massive soul merged entirely into the Nascent Soul body in the Purple Mansion, beginning to swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 872 =====