Chapter 9: Twelve Yuan Chen Break the Hong Hong Sihai, Riding Mist God Monarch

"I practice magic treasures, and the movement is quite large. If I am seen by people near this county town, I am afraid there will be trouble. The Zuyin Mountain I went to yesterday is not far away, and there are few traces of people, which is a suitable place. By the way, I can visit the old fox family and ask about the geography nearby, what cultivation sects there are, and what kind of Wayist scholars often come and go."

"Having been collected by the Louguan Dao for millions of years, I am really blind to this world. It is better to make one or two friends and have a foundation in this world."

"Of course, this has to wait until I finish the first mission before finding a chance."

Qian Chen planned and then moved. Once he made up his mind, he set off immediately. He walked out of this desolate courtyard and went straight to Zuyin Mountain in the southeast.

Before leaving, Qian Chen noticed that the assistant from the cloth shop yesterday was hiding in the dark and peeking quietly. He ignored him, his body jumped, and he disappeared in place. The little assistant could only see a black shadow flashing past like a galloping horse, and was immediately scared and stayed in place. It took a long time to come back to his senses and said tremblingly: "It really is a strange person, I must go back and report to the shopkeeper quickly."

Today was faster than yesterday, and it took less than half an hour for Qian Chen to touch the foot of this mountain. The mountains and waters lingered, and it really had the form of hiding wind and gathering Qi, but the spiritual Qi was biased towards Yin, not suitable for Yang dwellings.

Qian Chen went straight to the place with the best Feng Shui. He didn't go to see the old fox family. Qian Chen always put business first. No matter how many episodes there were in the middle, as long as it was something that could be put down, he would complete the original intention first, and then consider others. Since he was here to familiarize himself with magic treasures today, even if the old fox had a few beautiful daughters at home, all of whom were willing to recommend themselves to the pillow, it had nothing to do with business.

Qian Chen first sacrificed the Long Quehuan. He saw the jade ring on his right wrist spinning, turning into the size of a basin, falling from Qian Chen's hand, and following his finger downward, it turned into a five-colored light ring and fell. With just one set, it pulled up a big tree several feet high and disappeared.

A deep pit several feet deep was left in place.

Slightly calming his breath, Qian Chen adjusted his breath for a quarter of an hour before recovering, and thought secretly: "Driving magic treasures with internal strength is still a bit difficult. Magic treasures are not something that should be played with during Foundation Establishment. Foundation Establishment should be peaceful and smooth, and honestly and diligently pass through it. Only after sensing the primordial Qi of heaven and earth, combining internal and external Qi, and refining a mouthful of true Qi, can you come out to wave."

"But the Samsara Land is afraid it won't give me this time."

"This Long Quehuan has great true power, and it pulled up a big tree ten feet high. What kind of divine power is this? I'm afraid it has the power of an excavator... Alas! Thinking about it this way, it seems that's all!"

Qian Chen was just joking. Even an ordinary excavator has nearly two hundred horsepower. That is the huge power pulled by two hundred horses working together. How many strong men in the previous life can hold a crazy horse? And the Long Quehuan collects and takes in an instant, with extremely strong explosive power. In an instant, it explodes with the power of two hundred horses to pull people. Few people can resist it."

Qian Chen tested the Long Quehuan in various aspects again. He threw the jade ring out, smashed a piece the size of a head on the giant rock that had been pulled up by him earlier, and then sighed and put it away. It was really not a treasure for killing. He took out the Seven-Shatter Banner again. Qian Chen danced the black banner, and instantly the sand flew and the stones moved, the evil Qi rolled, and a black Qi like a giant python rose from the banner, winding around the giant rock three times.

Only the sound of rustling and rustling kept ringing. After Qian Chen put away the Seven-Shatter Banner, the giant rock was already half smaller, and the surroundings were all scattered stone powder, as fine as dust.

Qian Chen's breath was even more stable than when he used the Long Quehuan earlier.

"This is the treasure for killing!" Qian Chen sighed slightly. Not counting the bone relic, this magic treasure should be the most powerful in his hands. Of course, there is almost no room for improvement!

After Qian Chen reaches the Penetrating Law realm, he can collect this Black Evil Banner with the Long Quehuan in one face-to-face.

Testing the body-protecting magic treasure again, Qian Chen sacrificed the Heaven-Luo San and used the Black Evil Banner to consume the precious light falling on the umbrella. After only a dozen breaths, Qian Chen was exhausted. He thought: "If I were holding the Black Evil Banner and attacking the Heaven-Luo San protecting me, it wouldn't take a quarter of an hour, the spiritual light of the Heaven-Luo San wouldn't be broken, but I would definitely be out of internal strength and easily killed by others."

"This way of fighting, grasping the timing, and the first and second moves are also very important!"

Qian Chen searched for a few wild boars and deer in the mountains to test the wonderful use of the Long Quehuan to collect living things and the Seven-Shatter Banner to hook the seven emotions. After the Long Quehuan collected living things, the forbidden space would instantly suppress them, with no resistance or activity, which means that if someone is taken by the Long Quehuan, they will never be like a monkey being collected into a clean bottle and gourd, and still be able to pull out a life-saving hair.

Instead, it is like the repair of the universe by the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, and even consciousness is difficult to wake up.

When Qian Chen tested the Seven-Shatter Banner, he hooked the seven emotions of the little deer and wild boar to confuse the gods, but the two little beasts were almost scared to death. He hurriedly put away the magic treasure, comforted the two beasts with apologies, and sent them away with two Qi-Benefiting Pills.

"This Seven-Emotions Yin Demon is almost impossible to perform... Unless you use a living person... Should I try it on myself?" Qian Chen's heart of making death was ready to move. After thinking about it, he took out the Seven-Shatter Banner and hooked a little seven emotions, but... Qian Chen was indifferent and shook his head: "No reaction at all!"

He gradually increased the intensity, and it seemed that he wanted to provoke all kinds of memories of Qian Chen, but as long as Qian Chen moved his mind slightly to gather his mind, this little restlessness melted like ice and snow.

"Trash!" Qian Chen sneered: "It doesn't even have the ability to make me recall sister Jingkong!"

The Seven-Shatter Banner also has no spiritual sense, otherwise it would be very aggrieved to hear this... Qian Chen knew that it was estimated that the Supreme Dao Dust Bead played a role, and his original spiritual sense was still maintained on the Supreme Dao Dust Bead. Or rather, this bead is his main body, and this body is just the second primordial spirit incarnation he seized. 【9

"Then why did you poison me?" Qian Chen's expression was very innocent. He was just traveling to Linhai City, not provoking anyone on the road, and the main mission didn't even have a clue yet, so how did a person pop up wanting to poison him to death.

"Haha..." The shopkeeper looked up and laughed: "I..."

Before he could finish his words, he had already sprung out. Between his reaching out, a point of golden light flew. At this moment, Qian Chen actually felt that this person's entire essence, qi, and spirit had merged into that point of golden light. As the golden light left his body, this person's body seemed to be left with only a shell. That line of golden light was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Qian Chen.

Fast enough that one didn't have time to react.

But at this moment, the Heaven-Veiling Umbrella on Qian Chen's back "Poof!" opened, and spiritual light descended!

That line of golden light crashed into the spiritual light, was blocked for a moment, and only then revealed its true form; it was a small snake with golden threads interspersed between emerald scales, a pair of snake eyes like rubies...

"Body-protecting divine weapon! Body-protecting gang qi! You are also a grandmaster..."

The tea stall owner, more than a zhang away from Qian Chen, spoke in a stiff and awkward tone like a puppet.

He seemed to be expressing his disbelief, but after the golden snake was blocked, it did not stop. Instead, it spat out a poisonous mist with an incredibly fast reaction. That scarlet poisonous mist touched the spiritual light hanging from the Heaven-Veiling Umbrella and actually defiled the spiritual light. Although it was cleansed in an instant, a tiny, imperceptible flaw still appeared in the operation of the artifact's spiritual light.

At this moment, the golden snake also displayed incomparable martial Dao wisdom, easily peeking through this tiny flaw.

The golden color flowed like electric light, drilling in along the gap where the Heaven-Veiling Umbrella's spiritual light wavered.

But that incredibly swift golden snake moved slower and slower the further it went, the closer it got to Qian Chen, as if countless silk threads were entangling it, pressing down with a weight of ten thousand jun.

Golden light flowed between its emerald scales, and the poisonous mist in the small snake's mouth sprayed out again, turning into a thin layer of blood mist along its scales, slowly defiling the silk-like Five Elements spiritual light. Just as it was about to get within a foot of Qian Chen's body surface, Qian Chen had already reached out and pointed remotely at the head of the Golden-Thread Emerald-Scaled Snake.

All the spiritual light of the Heaven-Veiling Umbrella pressed down, completely sealing the void where the small snake was, unable to move.

"How is it possible... My Emerald-Phosphorus Golden Snake is specialized in breaking body-protecting gang qi. What is the origin of this divine weapon of yours? Why is there no name for it in the Divine Weapon Manual..." The tea stall owner spoke with difficulty: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it! Which grandmaster are you, why have you come to tease me, the God-Lord of Mist-Riding?"

"God-Lord of Mist-Riding?" Qian Chen asked in return.

The tea stall owner laughed strangely: "You actually don't even know me, the God-Lord of Mist-Riding? It seems your background is remote enough! I am the Si-Snake among the Twelve Yuan Chen, known as the one whom ten thousand poisons cannot repel, the God-Lord of Mist-Riding. There are eleven others as troublesome as me; if you..."

"You said so much, just to draw my attention to you, right!" Qian Chen suddenly spoke and interrupted him.

"Twelve Yuan Chen, will break the Hong Hong Sihai..."

Qian Chen reached out casually, pressing down on the golden snake frozen in mid-air, and said calmly: "Your entire essence, qi, and spirit have long since entered this snake. It is your true body, and this body is just a decoy to distract me. If I were moved by your words and distracted, you would have an opportunity to take advantage, right?"

The spiritual light above Qian Chen's head seemed to want to ease the pressure. The golden snake just wanted to struggle, but saw a white jade ring on Qian Chen's hand flip, putting away the golden light. The shopkeeper standing in front of Qian Chen collapsed, instantly losing consciousness.

"Although I really wanted to let go of the Heaven-Veiling Umbrella, pretend to fall for the trick, and give you a glimmer of hope, then when you got within three inches of me, flip the Dragon-Sparrow Ring and completely shatter your hope. Fully displaying my demeanor as a master who has everything under control."

Qian Chen sighed at the enemy who had no sensation left: "It's a pity that I am cautious all my life. Although I still have five layers of defense, I am not willing to take this risk. Even when explaining to you, I had to master every change before I could be calm."

"The first layer is the Heaven-Veiling Umbrella, the second is the Dragon-Sparrow Ring, the third is the illusion created by the Spiritual Light Mirror, the fourth is the Vajra Talisman, and there is a trump card that absolutely cannot be mentioned, which allows me to have the power to resist even if poisoned. This is the fifth layer. You only broke a small half of the first layer; that should be enough to be proud of."

Martial Dao masters rise from life-and-death combat and grow through the changes of spiritual opportunity during battle.

The God-Lord of Mist-Riding's arrogant appearance was not entirely due to arrogance. If an ordinary cultivator had come, even with the Penetrating Law realm, they would have been finished if they were careless for a moment. Qian Chen's first advantage was the quality of his body-protecting artifact, the Heaven-Veiling Umbrella, which was far higher than the average level of Penetrating Law cultivators, so much so that after the golden snake's poisonous mist broke the spiritual light, it lacked follow-up power.

The second was that he didn't give him a chance to poison him at all; the moment he received the tea, he discovered there was a problem with it.

Even if he hadn't discovered it, it would be impossible for Qian Chen to casually ingest anything.

The third was that all the God-Lord of Mist-Riding's thoughts and combat opportunities were within Qian Chen's anticipation and grasp. The golden snake incarnation he regarded as a trump card might be unimaginable in this martial Dao world, but it couldn't fool a well-informed person of the Immortal Dao. Among the hundreds of possessed incarnations of the Five Poisons and the ways of entrusting wisdom, how many could the God-Lord of Mist-Riding know?

And Qian Chen was fully prepared against all of them.

This time, dealing with a martial Way grandmaster wasted a Vajra Talisman, and it didn't play any role at all. Ordinary cultivators would probably twitch with heartache if they saw this, wishing they could rob the universe bag of this spendthrift. But Qian Chen himself didn't care at all... He is just generous!

He casually picked up a Soul-Prohibiting Talisman and extracted the soul from the Dragon-Sparrow Ring.

Qian Chen activated the talisman's power to interrogate this God-Lord of Mist-Riding... According to what the God-Lord of Mist-Riding revealed earlier to create a chance for a comeback, he seemed to have some connection with the subsequent main mission, so he had to ask clearly.