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Chapter 325 Arrival
Chapter 325 Arrival
"The final result was..." Old Feng frowned, a look of doubt unconsciously creeping onto his face as he spoke:
"Two months after completing the mission, Gong Yu returned to the sect alone with the head of the traitorous monarch. Not only did he break through to the late Nascent Soul stage, but he also brought back a large number of cultivation manuals and magic treasures for the sect."
"According to him, the elder who was assigned by Fengyi to go on the mission with him died in the Central Killing Domain, at the hands of that traitorous monarch."
"During the pursuit, the elder was accidentally struck by a powerful divine power of the traitorous monarch, and his body and soul were instantly reduced to ashes."
"But his explanation for his rapid advancement in cultivation level is truly unbelievable..."
At this point, Feng Yu's expression suddenly turned strange again, and his eyes became even sharper. He continued:
"He said that during the pursuit, he and the elder accidentally entered an ancient cultivation cave and obtained a great opportunity, which is why their strength soared. In the end, they paid a great price to kill the traitorous monarch."
"And the fact that he brought back so many treasures and secret manuals for the sect is proof of that."
Everyone listened attentively to Feng Yu's account. After hearing the words "ancient cultivator's cave," Tian Xin seemed thoughtful and couldn't help but ask:
"So... Gong Yu may have obtained the inheritance of an ancient evil cultivator? But that doesn't necessarily mean he's colluding with the Central Killing Domain."
"No, that's not the point. It's the death of the elder who accompanied him, and how he killed that traitorous monarch after his cultivation level soared." Bai Ke shook his head solemnly, then added:
"Advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage in just two months can be explained by the story of obtaining an ancient cultivation opportunity. But why did the elder who accompanied me also obtain an opportunity, only to end up with nothing but ashes?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Yun nodded, leaned back at the stern, crossed his legs, and said lazily:
"This was originally a very unusual thing, but in the end, because the treasures and secret manuals he handed over were of very high value, Fengyi did not investigate it further."
"In my opinion, it's true that he had the opportunity to cultivate in ancient times, but since it was discovered by the two of them together, the process was probably a bit bloody."
"It's highly likely that Gong Yu killed that elder in order to monopolize the opportunity, and to silence the sect's doubts, he has to offer a large amount of benefits to fill this hole."
Bai Ke nodded, intending to continue the analysis. Unexpectedly, the previously stable boat suddenly began to rock violently, causing everyone's bodies to sway.
"Uncle Lin!" Feng Yu shouted while gripping the edge of the boat.
Lin Yun suddenly stood up, steadying himself while scanning the turbulent Black River water below the boat with his eyes, his expression extremely solemn.
After a few breaths, he suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his left hand and pressed down on the Buddha Bell covering the bow of the ship, shouted "Hey!" and a golden law shot out from his mouth and hit the surface of the Buddha Bell.
With a "whoosh," the Buddha Bell flew to a meter above the small boat, suddenly increasing in size tenfold, and emitted a dazzling golden light that enveloped the entire boat.
The small boat, which had been shaking violently, gradually stabilized under the golden light of the Buddha Bell. At this moment, Lin Yun sat down, panting heavily, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness, thanks to Uncle Lin, otherwise we would have been finished." Feng Yu patted his chest with lingering fear.
"I don't know what nonsense you're spouting! You just can't bear to use your Ten Directions Formation. If you were willing to use it, we would have arrived long ago."
Lin Yun looked at Feng Yu with disdain, and even Bai Ke and Tian Xin glanced at him with disgust, their expressions clearly saying, "How can there be such a pathetic Mahayana cultivator like you?"
"Ahem, hahaha..." Feng Yu looked embarrassed and waved his hand to explain:
"My Ten Directions Formation is something you can only use once, and this kind of small situation can be easily handled by Uncle Lin. So, let's save the Ten Directions Formation for emergencies!"
"Hmph..." Lin Yun turned his head away disdainfully, then looked across at the opposite bank. After visually measuring the distance between the small boat and the opposite shore, he muttered to himself:
"One hundred and ninety-seven zhang... At the boat's current speed, it's estimated that it will take another incense stick's time to arrive... No! If we wait any longer, something else might happen..."
Lin Yun pondered for a moment, glanced at the Black River below the boat where the current was faintly brewing, stood up again, pointed at the Buddha Bell, and roared:
"Prajna has no hidden treasure!"
A thin, almost invisible golden light flashed from his fingertips and imprinted on the surface of the Buddha Bell.
Instantly, the layers of Buddhist mantras surrounding the Amitabha Bell detached and poured down at an extremely fast speed, all falling into the seven-colored glass boat.
The hull of the seven-colored glass boat was immediately covered with dense Buddhist mantras, and the seven-colored light emanating from it was mixed with golden components, greatly increasing the speed of the boat's drift.
With a "whoosh," the small boat, as if equipped with an electric motor, transformed into a powered boat the moment the Buddhist mantra was invoked, moving forward at an extremely high speed, its stern leaving ripples in the Black River.
In the blink of an eye, the colorful glass boat had successfully reached the shore. Lin Yun took the lead, jumped off the boat, and Bai Ke and the others followed closely behind.
As soon as Feng Yu stepped off the boat, she went up to Lin Yun and flattered him, saying:
"Uncle Lin, your 'Prajna Without Treasury' move was absolutely amazing! I doubt even a few bald monks in the Thousand Buddha Temple could pull off that move!"
"During my time studying at Thousand Buddha Temple, the Prajna Without Treasury technique was already a very common move. I didn't use it before because this move shortens one's lifespan, and I didn't have many years left to live..."
Lin Yun rolled his eyes at Feng Yu, then with a flick of his sleeve, he put the seven-colored glass boat back into his storage bag. He then walked ahead alone, continuing in a desolate tone:
"I am powerless to prolong my life. It is already a miracle that the Lord has helped me regain my strength! I only hope to see my beloved resurrected before I die... Sigh, enough said, let's go."
Everyone fell silent upon hearing this. Feng Yu sighed with a complex expression, then turned and instructed Bai Ke and Tian Xin:
"Do not use any escape techniques; there are restrictions."
Then he walked behind Lin Yun without saying a word, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat heavy.
Speechless all the way.
Everyone was in good shape, and after walking for about ten minutes, they finally arrived at the foot of the Red Mountain.
But as soon as Bai Ke stepped into this place, he felt that the spiritual energy in his body was not normal, and he had a faint feeling of being suppressed...