460: C460 Bone Flower

C460 Bone Flower

Chen Yi looked at Old Woman quietly and walked slowly.

He looked around and found that Qi Lian and Holy Maiden were still around, which surprised him.

The martial art in Old Woman's body was indeed the Chi Yun Golden Art that he passed down to her.

Even though more than 300 years had passed, he still understood the cultivation technique that he passed down.

Old Woman's eyes darkened when she saw Chen Yi acting as if there was no one else around.

"Little fellow, this is not a place where you can act presumptuously!"

"If you specially come looking for me, just tell me your name. If not, why don't you quickly leave?!"

Old Woman spoke. Her voice was first suppressed and then raised. In the end, thunder rumbled. If it was an ordinary person, they would have been stunned by this voice.

Chen Yi had a calm expression. He looked at Old Woman and said, "How many generations are you Mo Yurong's successor?!"

One sentence made Old Woman's pupils shrink. She only saw Old Woman suddenly step on the ground.

On the wooden barrel, her figure had already disappeared.

As if there was a strong wind, Old Woman's figure appeared behind Chen Yi.

Her eyes were cold. Her hand was like a knife as it slashed towards Chen Yi's back.

Chen Yi shook his head slightly. He walked forward as if there was no one else around him. However, in the next moment, the old man's body was already frozen in the air.

The Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed to have become a lock, locking him in the air.

Old Woman's expression changed abruptly. There was disbelief in her eyes. "You're a Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warrior?!"

The voice sounded, and a layer of golden light appeared on Old Woman's body. With a boom, a dull sound that sounded like a huge rock was heard in the air. The old man was using the power of Dao, hoping to break free from the Qi of Heaven and Earth.

Unfortunately, no matter how Old Woman operated the cultivation technique in her body, she could not shake it no matter how hard she tried.

It was like a mayfly shaking a big tree. Even if it was crushed into pieces, it would not be able to shake the big tree at all.

However, in the next instant, Chen Yi gently raised his hand and said, "I did not come here with ill intentions. If I have ill intentions, I will kill you like crushing ants!"

Old Woman fell to the ground. She looked at Chen Yi's back, and her pupils continuously shrunk.

In the end, she said in a muffled voice, "Who is senior? What business do you have here?"

Chen Yi stopped and looked back. "I live in Dragon Lake Mountain. I came here to find a trace of an old friend."

His words caused Old Woman's expression to change drastically. She looked at Chen Yi with eyes filled with endless waves of shock.

Old Woman's voice was slightly trembling, "Are you a Ancestor Chen, or a junior of a Ancestor Chen!?"

She seemed to find it hard to believe. She had seen the appearance of the Dragon Lake's Ancestor Chen in her ancestor's relics before, and it was completely different from this Chen Yi in front of her.

Chen Yi retracted his gaze. With a slight movement of his palm, many branches in the distance snapped. They then gathered in front of Chen Yi. The branches intersected and turned into wooden tables and chairs.

He slowly sat down. With a flash of the Ancestor Ring, a teacup appeared.

He lifted the water from the well and placed it in the teapot. He lit a fire with his finger and boiled it under the teapot. It was steaming hot.

Old Woman was shocked when she saw Chen Yi do this.

She did not know Chen Yi's identity and did not dare to act rashly.

"I have lived in Dragon Lake Mountain for a thousand years, and I have yet to have any children. How could I have any descendants?" Chen Yi said indifferently, "You still haven't answered my question."

Old Woman sucked in a breath of cold air. Her mind was constantly shaken. This young man wearing a white down jacket in front of her was really the Ancestor Chen of the Dragon Lake.

That Dragon Lake Ancestor Chen was actually able to return to his youth.

Dragon Lake Mountain had lived for a thousand years... Could this Ancestor Chen be an existence that had lived for more than a thousand years?

Old Woman's heart trembled. The way she looked at Chen Yi was different. She said in a low voice, "My name is Mo Yun. I am the sixth generation disciple of the grandmaster."

Chen Yi poured some tea and took a sip. The hot tea entered his stomach. The boiling hot air spread and his whole body felt comfortable.

"Is it the sixth generation?" Chen Yi sighed. He had come to look for Mo Yurong but he did not see any trace of her.

Qi Lian and Holy Maiden already had the sixth generation successor, but he did not know anything.

However, Chen Yi only sighed. After all, he had descended the mountain before to prepare for the tribulation and search for natural treasures.

The world was vast, and it was impossible for him, Chen Yi, to be all-knowing.

Chen Yi put down the teacup and looked at Mo Yun. He said lightly, "Mo Yurong should have passed away, right? Why did she die?"

Mo Yun's expression changed slightly. She lowered her head to look at Chen Yi and said in a low voice, " I don't know the specifics. Ancestor Chen came this time to ask about Martial Ancestor?"

Chen Yi nodded slightly, "Back in the Wei family in the capital, I heard that Qi Lian and Holy Maiden still have inheritances. Back then, I searched for Mo Yurong, but she was nowhere to be found."

"Since Qi Lian's Holy Maiden bloodline is still here, I will take the opportunity to meet her."

There was a slight sense of disappointment and frustration in Chen Yi's eyes. To him, time was like a shuttle. Many people had just left, and when he entered the world again, they had all been buried in the yellow soil.

However, he would meet all of them to comfort his fate of meeting them.

Mo Yun looked at Chen Yi, and her eyes changed several times. Finally, she said, "Does Ancestor Chen want to see Martial Ancestor's grave?"

Chen Yi smiled gently. "Sort of!"

He looked at Mo Yun. Chen Yi seemed to have noticed something from Mo Yun's expression, but he did not care.

"What? You don't seem to be willing?"

"Ancestor Chen's words are too harsh. How can Mo Yun dare to be unwilling?" Mo Yun hurriedly said, "It's just that Martial Ancestor's tomb is still far from here."

Chen Yi slowly got up. He did not talk about anything else with Mo Yun. He only said indifferently, "I will go and see his tomb."

Mo Yun lifted her eyes to look at Chen Yi. After a long time, she sighed.

"Ancestor Chen, please follow me!"

As she spoke, Old Woman turned around and walked towards the depths of the forest.

When she left, Chen Yi slightly raised his eyes to look at the forest in the southeast direction.

"That is my disciple. He is also the seventh descendant of Qi Lian Holy Maiden." Mo Yun also looked towards the depths of the forest, "Our bloodline is one person. Our disciples are orphans and have no parents."

"Master once said that I, Qi Lian and Holy Maiden, have a close relationship with medicinal Ancestor Chens. If there is no medicinal Ancestor Chen, then there is no Qi Lian and Holy Maiden."

Chen Yi did not say anything when he heard this. He merely followed Mo Yun's footsteps.

After walking out of the depths of the sea of trees, Mo Yun's footsteps sped up. After all, she was in the Dao Initiation realm, so when she moved about in the Qi Lian Mountain Range, Chen Yi naturally felt at ease and at ease. He followed behind Mo Yun.

As they traversed the mountains, they found themselves in another grand formation in the depths of the Qilin Mountains. It was a natural formation, surrounded by withered branches. It was different from its surroundings.

However, Chen Yi was an extraordinary person. When he landed here, he noticed a tunnel beneath the ground.

Mo Yun stepped forward and walked to a large rock that seemed to have merged with the mountain wall. Mo Yun's feet stepped on the ground. She used all her strength to move an irregular big rock away.

Chen Yi frowned when he saw this scene. A normal person's grave was enough.

Back then, Mo Yurong was not a person who coveted wealth and wealth. How could the grave after death be so secretive?

"Master said that Master had an irreconcilable enmity with the descendants of several great bandits. He was afraid that he would dig a grave after his death, so he was a little more cautious." Mo Yun's voice was dark as she spoke slowly.

Chen Yi looked at Mo Yun and did not say anything. He walked along the passage and entered the belly of the mountain.

"The spiritual spring is above the middle grade." Chen Yi's heart was moved. The martial arts technique that he passed on to Mo Yurong back then was actually buried in the spiritual spring. This made him a little surprised.

Chen Yi seemed to have understood. Perhaps something had happened to Mo Yurong back then, which was why he had been surprised over and over again.

As Chen Yi and Mo Yun walked into the depths, their eyes suddenly lit up.

In Chen Yi's eyes, a pool of water quietly appeared in this place.

The pool of water was icy-blue. Above it was a huge crystal. Around it were some carved formation patterns. There were some spirit stones and jade formations.

Chen Yi's eyes paused. This was a formation. It should be the spiritual energy of the Spiritual Gathering Spring.

The pond water had also been contaminated by the spiritual energy all year round, causing some special changes.

What surprised Chen Yi the most was that there were stone steps on the pond water. At the end of the stone steps was a jade platform at the center of the pond water.

There were patterns on the jade platform, similar to the ones around it, and in the center was a skeleton.

The skeleton sat cross-legged in a posture that looked as if it was embracing Yuan. At the center of the skeleton's palm was a white flower that was as pure as ice and pure as jade.

The flower was surrounded by a layer of spiritual mist. The stamen was golden and beautiful.

However, when Chen Yi saw this scene, his eyes turned serious.

As he looked at the white bone, the image of a woman appeared in his mind. The woman from the past and the white bone in front of him almost coincided.

Chen Yi was even more familiar with the flower in the white bone's hand.

Bone Growing Flower!

This was a spirit medicine that could only grow from a person's bones as soil. This kind of spirit medicine contained boundless essence energy, and also contained a blood energy that ordinary spirit medicines did not possess.

The method to cultivate the Bone Growing Flower was also taboo in the immortal sects. After all, using a person's bones to cultivate spirit medicine was too tragic.

Some people with ulterior motives knew about it, and it was even to the extent of coating living beings.

However, this method still existed in the immortal sects.

However, Chen Yi never thought that after a thousand years, when the immortal sects disappeared, he would see a flower in the Qilin Mountain Range.

This Bone Growing Flower used the woman he saved back then, Mo Yurong's corpse, as a vessel to nurture the Bone Growing Flower.

Chen Yi's eyes suddenly turned as cold as ice. On the pond water, there was no wind but ripples.

Mo Yun looked back at Chen Yi. In the next instant, she saw a trace of golden light flash across Chen Yi's eyes. She was like a rabbit seeing a lion or a tiger...2

She did not dare to breathe.

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