[Chapter 1508 There is a pretty boy disciple]
The Wanling Holy Land has its own star border, which is called the Wanling Star Border, in the Wanling Mountains.
Yang Yiyun took the teleportation array according to Xu Yuan’s memory and traveled for a month, and finally arrived at the Wanling Holy Land.
Like the Changsheng Palace, the gate of the holy land of the Wanling Holy Land is hidden on a very inconspicuous mountain.
If it weren’t for Xu Yuan’s memory, Yang Yiyun could only find that the Wanling Holy Land was hidden in the Wanling Mountains, but he would never find the entrance to the Wanling Holy Land.
Because these holy places have extremely powerful formations, especially the mountain protection formation where the holy land is located is the most powerful, and it is much stronger than the mountain protection formation of the Taixuan Sect. I am afraid that I can’t get in by digging a hole.
Because it is a completely space formation, the formation is different from the formation, and the formation is also a kind of avenue, with thousands of changes.
The Wanling Holy Land is one of the nine holy places, and their mountain protection formation is a space formation, which is equivalent to hiding in a parallel space, so even if you know the top of the mountain, you can’t dig in.
Fortunately, Yang Yiyun searched the soul memory of Xu Yuan, the elder of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Spirits, saving a lot of trouble.
At this moment, he used the art of changing magic and the art of vitality to completely transform himself into Xu Yuan, but his cultivation was still in the middle stage of Mahayana. The
cultivation level of Xu Yuan, the elder of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Spirits, was the late stage of the Ascension Realm, which was the only problem. However, Yang Yiyun hid his cultivation level. When the time came, as long as he fought and showed his cultivation level, no one would notice it.
Anyway, Yang Yiyun had mastered Xu Yuan’s memory in his mind, and he had an understanding of the other elders of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Spirits and the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits. Yang Yiyun had already made up his mind and looked for an opportunity to kill as many as he could.
The biggest goal was to kill the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits…
After landing on the top of the mountain, Yang Yiyun looked at the bottomless cliff shrouded in clouds and mist below the mountain. Without frowning, he jumped down, and at the same time, his fingers cast a spell, and a light rose.
In an instant, a portal appeared out of thin air, and he leaped in.
This is the real entrance to the Holy Land of All Spirits, and you need the corresponding spells to enter.
As an elder of the Holy Land of All Spirits, Xu Yuan can enter and exit at will.
Yang Yiyun’s soul search of Xu Yuan worked from this moment.
…
The next moment, Yang Yiyun entered a valley with rich spiritual energy.
“Swoosh…”
In an instant, four or five Mahayana-level monks appeared.
Yang Yiyun knew that this was the mountain guarding disciple of the Holy Land of All Spirits. He was naturally nervous because of his innate guilty conscience.
At this moment, the four mountain guarding disciples saw that it was Elder Xu Yuan, and they bowed and saluted: “Welcome Elder Xu back to the mountain.”
Yang Yiyun was stunned and reacted. It was he who was nervous. He was now Xu Yuan, and he immediately relaxed and said quickly: “No need to be polite, you have worked hard, is there anything happening in the Holy Land?”
One of the disciples was stunned. Why is Elder Xu so polite today?
Xu Yuan usually has a very bad temper and is a very arrogant person. He never speaks so politely to them, the mountain guarding disciples.
But Xu Yuan was an elder after all, with a respected status and powerful cultivation. The mountain-guarding disciples dared not not answer his questions and said respectfully, “Reporting to Elder Xu, everything is fine in the holy land. The Holy Mother has instructed that if you come back, you should go to the Hall of All Spirits to see him immediately.”
Yang Yiyu saw the surprise on the disciple’s face and felt a pang in his heart. He thought to himself that he was still a little uncomfortable. The Xu Yuan in his memory was a man who was arrogant and had an extremely bad temper. He never spoke to his disciples in a pleasant manner. This was his subconscious reaction. Being polite to the four mountain-guarding disciples made the disciples confused.
Just when he was thinking about how to make up for it, another disciple said, “Have Elder Xu, Senior Brother Li Si and the others come back?”
Yang Yiyu’s heart moved, revealing a bit of sadness: “We can’t come back, we have all died for the Holy Land, well I’m going to see the Holy Mother, you guys just protect the mountain with all your heart…”
After Yang Yiyu walked away, the four disciples who were protecting the mountain realized something, and the leading disciple said, “It turns out that all the people Elder Xu brought out have died. No wonder he is so polite today, it seems he is afraid of being blamed by the Holy Mother…”
“How can I not be polite? Thirty Mahayana and Great Perfection disciples have died at once. This is a great loss for the Holy Land. It is possible that the Holy Mother will remove him from the position of elder. Naturally, he will be a little weaker now. Maybe we can have an elder in our lineage!”
“You think too much, don’t forget, Old Monster Xu has a pretty boy disciple, and that is a pretty boy who is deeply loved by the Holy Mother. With that pretty boy around, no matter how big the mistake Old Monster Xu makes, the Holy Mother will not pursue it.”
“Okay, stop talking. Old Monster Xu is still an elder now. We are not allowed to discuss this. Let’s go patrol the mountain…”
…
Although Yang Yiyu walked far away, he paid attention to the conversation of the four mountain guarding disciples and listened to their whispered conversations. With a strong sense of consciousness, he could hear even the smallest voices as long as he wanted.
When he heard several disciples talking about how he was being polite today because he was afraid of being blamed by the Holy Mother of All Spirits for the death of thirty Mahayana Great Perfection disciples, he almost laughed out loud. He finally passed this level.
He did not arouse the suspicion of the four mountain guarding disciples.
When he finally heard the white-faced disciple, Yang Yiyu was stunned. Hearing the four disciples talking, the elders of the Holy Land of All Spirits were not so harmonious.
This point can also be understood. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there must be intrigues.
However, when he heard the pretty boy’s words, he was stunned and immediately searched his mind…
Although he searched Xu Yuan’s soul, which was equivalent to completely devouring Xu Yuan’s memory, how huge would the accumulated memory of an immortal who had lived for thousands of years be?
Not all of it can be digested. He only watched the key information. Xu Yuan did not pay close attention to some of his life memories.
But now, after hearing the conversation of the four mountain guards, it seems that Xu Yuan also has a pretty boy disciple who has an affair with the old woman of the Holy Mother of All Spirits. And Xu Yuan seems to have relied on this pretty boy disciple to become the elder of the Holy Land of All Spirits, and also to maintain the relationship with the Holy Mother of All Spirits, or to please…?
Yang Yiyun was originally going to go directly to the Holy Mother of All Spirits to find an opportunity to kill the old witch, but he changed his mind after searching Xu Yuan’s memory.
A more appropriate method emerged in his mind.
In Xu Yuan’s memory, there is indeed a pretty boy disciple named Bao Yiju. In Xu Yuan’s memory, this disciple Bao Yiju really looks like Pan An, and has a good appearance that makes women jealous.
It was Xu Yuan who specifically found an old man from a small world to please the old witch, the Holy Mother of All Spirits. After accepting him as a disciple, he brought him back to the Holy Land of All Spirits. As expected, the Holy Mother of All Spirits valued him, and that was why Xu Yuan became an elder of the Holy Land of All Spirits.
Anyway, the pretty boy disciple Bao Yiju was deeply loved by the Holy Mother of All Spirits.
Yang Yiyu smiled and said, “He is just a concubine
.” But among the many concubines of the old woman, the Holy Mother of All Spirits
, Bao Yiju is the most capable. After understanding the memory, Yang Yiyu smiled and went straight to his cave. As an elder of the Holy Land of All Spirits, Xu Yuan has his own cave dojo.
Yang Yiyu planned to find Bao Yiju to drug the Holy Mother of All Spirits, and then go to deal with the old woman.
By then, it will be twice the result with half the effort. Anyway, it is all infiltration, and it is best to minimize the risk.
Bao Yiju is an orphan taken in by Xu Yuan from the small world. It can be said that everything Bao Yiju has is given by Xu Yuan. He obeys Xu Yuan’s words. Yang Yiyu is now Xu Yuan. If he lets Bao Yiju, the favorite concubine of the Holy Mother of All Spirits, give him drugs, the success rate is very high.
After arriving at Xu Yuan’s dojo, Yang Yiyu waved his hand to open the cave door and walked in.
Two boys came out and saw Yang Yiyu and saluted: “Welcome Master back to the mountain.”
Yang Yiyu has Xu Yuan’s memory and is now familiar with everything here. As he walked inside, he said to the boy: “Where is your senior brother Bao Yiju now?”
“Reply to Master, Senior Brother Bao went to the Spirit Tea Valley today and said he wanted to make spiritual tea for the Holy Mother.” One of the boys answered.
Yang Yiyu knew that the Spirit Tea Valley was within the Holy Land of All Spirits, so he said directly: “Go and find Bao Yiju, and say that the master has something important to find him. Go and come back quickly, and don’t make mistakes.”
The two boys did not dare to delay and took the order and left.
After entering Xu Yuan’s cave, Yang Yiyun went directly to the alchemy room. He was going to make an elixir for the Holy Mother of All Spirits.
(End of this chapter)
