MTL - The Whole Cultivation World Wants To Revive The Venerable-Chapter 3

Cheng Du'an has already cultivated in the transcending tribulation period, and Li Fenglan is no match for him now.

So before getting back his Dao Heart, he had better kill this clone first and get back his heart.

After the spirit veins and cultivation base recover a bit, then go to find Cheng Du'an's real body.

Speaking of which, in terms of cultivation alone, Li Fenglan was also no match for Cheng Duan's clone.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have other options—for example, formation.

Few people know that Li Fuyue, a swordsman in his previous life, also has a lot of research on formations.

He planned to set up a formation in Miguang Mountain, which he was most familiar with and also one of the most remote areas of Tianmian Palace. At that time, as long as Cheng Duan's clone can be attracted, it will be easy to get back his heart and soul.

Worried about being searched for souls, the memories of Cheng Duan's real body and clone are not connected.

And it was at the time of the Zongmen Conference, there were so many powerful people in Tianmian Palace, each of them had strong spiritual consciousness, and their avatars did not dare to send messages back casually.

This is just convenient for Li Fenglan to do it.

—As long as he can kill the man in front of him and prevent him from going back to Ming Xinzong, then his identity will not be exposed.

It's just... how to attract Cheng Duan?

While looking at the people on the stage, Li Fenglan thought about this question carefully, and at the same time, her fingers subconsciously tangle the long hair that was loose behind her back.

The man didn't realize what he was doing, but Meng Linzhou, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.

...He is too familiar with Li Fenglan's movements. Thousands of years ago, there was also a person who liked to gently twist his long hair when he was thinking about problems.

Perhaps thinking of that person, Meng Linzhou suddenly said, "Do you know what you can get if you win this competition?"

The sect conference lasted for many days, and the competition on the white jade lotus platform was just one of the activities.

All monks below Nascent Soul can participate in this event. After a few days of competition, a winner will be determined among monks of each level.

In the end, the sect with the most winners will get a reward.

This year's Zongmen Conference is held in Tianmian Palace, and the rewards are of course provided by Tianmian Palace.

"What?" He asked curiously.

Li Fenglan really doesn't know about this, the plot of "Taoist in Heaven" is not so detailed, and she has been staying in Miguang Mountain before, so she doesn't know what happened outside.

"The green leaf bracelet."

After saying these three words, Meng Linzhou became quiet. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Li Fenglan actually felt that this traitor was a little bit lonely.

But he had no time to pay attention to Meng Linzhou's strange emotions.

It's actually a green leaf bracelet?

There is a small world inside this bracelet, but the area is not big, and it is full of standard buildings, which seems a bit unattractive to Li Fenglan.

But despite this, it is also a fairy artifact.

After his death and Taoism, Tianmian Palace took Li Fuyue's relics back to the Treasure Pavilion, and the Green Leaf Bracelet was one of them.

Unexpectedly, Tianmian Palace took it out again today, and it became the prize of the Zongmen Conference.

...Is this intentional or unintentional?

Li Fenglan has no interest in delving into this issue for the time being.

After hearing those three words just now, he understood the purpose of Cheng Duan's avatar's trip.

Stealing the hearts of others is not without paying a price. Although there are various top-level spiritual treasures suppressing them these years, Cheng Duan's true energy still frequently goes retrograde, almost to the limit.

The green leaf bracelet was once worn by Li Fuyue, and his aura still remains on it, so it is perfect for suppressing Dao Xin.

Thinking of this, Li Fenglan sneered with a little disdain.

The green leaf bracelet is not important to him, and it is not of much use to anyone except Cheng Duan.

This was originally just a competition for monks below Yuanying, and the major sects would not care. Not to mention that Mingxinzong would not send out a powerful person to sit on the spot like Mingxinzong.

Therefore, Li Fenglan guessed that Cheng Duan's presence here, apart from boosting morale, would probably also secretly do some tricks to win for his disciples.

…

At this moment, Li Fenglan suddenly heard a scream.

I saw a flash of sword light, and a man in green clothes suddenly stepped back, and finally fell heavily from the white jade lotus platform.

The Zongmen General Assembly has always been closed, and such a situation is very rare.

The monk of Mingxinzong who was still standing on the lotus platform smiled, and said arrogantly: "So this is the strength of your Tianmian Palace? It's nothing more than that."

The person in Tsing Yi was seriously injured, and there was chaos under the lotus stage. But those disciples of Ming Xinzong cheered together.

"It turns out that the people in Tianmian Palace can't help beating them so much."

"I think the name 'First Sect' should be replaced by our Mingxin Sect."

The man on the black wooden boat finally spoke. Holding his wine glass, he said with a smile: "The green leaf bracelet has been dusty for many years, I think there should be a worthy owner..."

The disciples of Ming Xin Sect in the audience cheered even louder, but everyone else fell silent.

People from all sects and sects present knew that the last owner of the green leaf bracelet was Li Fuyue.

It's just that no matter what they say about Li Fuyue behind their backs, they dare not say such a thing on the site of Tianmian Palace-Li Fuyue almost became the head of the Tianmian Palace, these words are really too unfair Give Tianmian Palace face.

Even though she stayed in Miguang Mountain all the time, Li Fenglan also heard that after what happened to her back then, Tianmian Palace deliberately kept a low profile. Mingxinzong took advantage of this time to expand rapidly. These disciples who have just entered the sect are all confident and scary.

Even many young disciples no longer regard other sects in their eyes.

In the realm of comprehension, strength is the most important thing, and the confidence of Mingxinzong disciples comes from Cheng Du'an.

Cheng Duan's confidence... comes from the Dao Heart he stole from Li Fuyue.

"Is Ming Xinzong going to win?" Li Fenglan heard that there were disciples around asking the senior sister cautiously.

"Almost," said the taller female cultivator, pursing her lips. "The current competition in the foundation building period is the last round."

Already reached the last game?

Li Fenglan suddenly cast her gaze on the white jade lotus platform.

He didn't care if the green leaf bracelet would be taken away by Ming Xinzong.

What Li Fenglan has to do today is to lure that clone to Miguang Mountain.

If Cheng Du'an wanted to go to Miguang Mountain, he must first make him notice himself.

In the competition on the white jade lotus platform, kicking is allowed.

Just when the person in charge of adjudicating the competition was about to announce the victory of the Mingxin Sect disciple, a man suddenly stepped into the teleportation formation, and appeared on the lotus platform in a blink of an eye, causing a burst of exclamation from the audience.

Li Fenglan's movements were so fast that even Meng Linzhou who was standing beside him couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

—Why did he come on stage suddenly? ? ?

Going to the arena for a competition after a disagreement, he really deserves to be sent to Menxin Cliff for self-reflection!

...Meng Linzhou likes this kind of rebellion!

Li Fenglan on the stage didn't see that the traitor, who had shown a lack of interest just now, suddenly became agitated.

Speaking carefully, although Li Fenglan's spiritual roots were completely abolished and her cultivation could not be improved, at least the original owner successfully built the foundation.

Li Fenglan has incomparable swordsmanship and experience. For other foundation-building disciples, this is simply a blow to dimensionality reduction!

Since this is a competition in the foundation building period, of course Li Fenglan will not miss it.

The people of Mingxinzong were stunned for a moment, and they all said in disdain: "How dare you come up to challenge such a spiritual root?"

"Hahaha, Tianshui Palace is indeed deserted!"

And the Tianmian Palace disciple who saw the state of Li Fenglan's spiritual root gritted his teeth and stood there with a face of forbearance.

Obviously, most people also think that way in their hearts, but it's hard to say it because of the sect's face.

As for Li Fenglan's opponent, he smiled disdainfully.

The man in front of me looks sick, and he struggles to lift his sword. He still wants to fight me like this?

"Have you thought about it? If you die on stage, it's none of my business!" the man challenged.

Li Fenglan glanced at him indifferently, stood on the spot and took a steady breath, seeing that a gust of wind could blow him down.

The Tianmian Palace people under the stage have already closed their eyes, unwilling to watch the scene for a while.

However, just when everyone thought that Li Fenglan would definitely lose, he suddenly took out a spirit sword from the Qiankun bag that he carried with him, and the next moment, without waiting for the disciple of Ming Xinzong to react, he directly stabbed towards the opponent's chest.

Li Fenglan's speed was too fast, and his swordsmanship was so exquisite that the opponent had no time to react.

At this moment, whether the spiritual power is strong or not seems to be unimportant.

Before the other monks could react, Meng Linzhou, who was pretending to be an ordinary disciple, shouted loudly: "Good swordsmanship!"

...Why didn't Li Fenglan realize that this traitor still likes to make noises?

It seems that after he disguised his identity, he was completely released.

From this point of view, Meng Linzhou and Li Fuyue really deserve to be a pair of mentor and apprentice.

Meng Linzhou's voice came down, and the monks of Tianmian Palace who saw Li Fenglan's disciple card on his waist also became excited.

They could see that Li Fenglan's health was extremely poor, and there was almost no spiritual energy stored in her spiritual veins. But his swordsmanship is extremely brilliant, and none of his men's moves are superfluous.

The man in white danced gracefully in the air like a butterfly, and with just three swords, he dismantled all the tricks of the Mingxinzong disciple.

The opponent fell to the ground, staring at the sword pointing at the tip of his nose, his eyes widened and trembling, he couldn't say a word.

From the beginning to the end, Li Fenglan didn't use much spiritual power at all.

Cheng Duan's avatar on the black wooden boat suddenly stood up, "This...it's impossible."

Just like in the previous competitions, he originally wanted to secretly help the disciples of Mingxinzong. But before he could make a move, Li Fenglan's sword tip actually hit the opponent's throat.

"You lost." Li Fenglan said lightly, holding back the fishy sweetness in her throat.

Under the hood, Li Fenglan's face was as pale as paper, but none of the people beside Bai Yulian's stage could see that he was not in good condition.

The Ming Xinzong disciples in the audience all stood there without saying a word.

Cheng Du'an gritted his teeth. In fact, according to the winning percentage, the green leaf bracelet is already destined to be in his pocket.

But the disastrous defeat of the disciples of the sect still made the man in red feel extremely ashamed.

Just when he was about to secretly teach Li Fenglan a lesson, the chest of Cheng Duan's avatar suddenly felt throbbing pain, and the true energy in his body showed signs of retrograde again.

"This...he, is he?" The man in red subconsciously stroked his hand to his chest, and took two steps back.

Seeing that the Mingxin sect stopped talking, the monk in charge of judging finally stepped forward and announced Li Fenglan's victory.

From the corner of her eye, Li Fenglan saw that the people on the black wooden boat stood there in a daze.

He knew that he had attracted the man's attention.

——Although there is only a drop of Li Fuyue's heart and soul in this avatar, when he uses his spiritual power, he definitely feels it.

Cheng Duan would never have imagined that Li Fuyue, who had been shattered from her soul, would be able to be reborn. Ninety percent of him would think that the man in white in front of him was a descendant of Li Fuyue's mortal family, with the same blood flowing from his body.

And if he could exchange blood with "Li Fuyue's family", then the Dao heart in Cheng Du'an's body would be settled again.

The man in red already had a plan in his heart.

…

The moves just now seemed easy, but in fact, the spiritual power in Li Fenglan's body had been exhausted.

Just as he was trying to support his body with the sword and was about to recover before going down the lotus platform, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside Li Fenglan.

The wide black robe blocked all sights of Li Fenglan, accompanied by a burst of familiar light fragrance, the man put his arms around his shoulders, and then gently took him away from the lotus platform.

"Are you okay?" Li Fenglan heard that the rebel's voice suddenly became extremely gentle.

"Ahem...it's okay, it's just that the consumption is a bit high."

Meng Linzhou finally let go of Li Fenglan.

But Li Fenglan looked up and saw that she had already been taken by the other party to another mountain away from the Lotus Terrace.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After a while of silence, Meng Linzhou helped him sit on a stone bench beside him, then suddenly looked at Li Fenglan and asked, "Why are you on stage?"

This question is somewhat difficult to answer... Of course Li Fenglan can't say that she is trying to attract Cheng Duan's attention.

There was no other way, facing the traitor who couldn't be fooled for the time being, Li Fenglan finally choked out a sentence: "You might not believe it..."

"Ok?"

"You may not quite understand..."

"what?"

Li Fenglan took a deep breath and said, "I have always admired...uh, senior Li Fuyue."

Although no one would recognize it under a different shell, Li Fenglan was still a little embarrassed to say this.

Meng Linzhou, a traitor, never accepted himself since he was a child. When Li Fuyue was the number one person in the cultivation world and was highly respected, he always felt disdainful about it.

Therefore, Li Fenglan felt that after hearing what she said, Meng Linzhou would no longer have a close friendship with him.

But what he never expected was that as soon as Li Fenglan saw her words, Meng Linzhou's eyes suddenly lit up.

He said, "Coincidentally, me too!"

Li Fenglan:? ? ?

The same to you?

Li Fenglan thought that she had misjudged this traitor before: more than 1,200 years have passed, and Meng Linzhou's rebellious period is still not over.

Now that Li Fuyue is being beaten by everyone in the cultivation world, Meng Linzhou has started to confront everyone again.

It's boring.

…

Li Fenglan's spiritual energy was exhausted, and it was Meng Linzhou who finally sent him back to Miguang Mountain.

"How do you live in such a broken place?"

As soon as he arrived at Miguang Mountain, Meng Linzhou came up and said with disgust when he saw a few small buildings hidden in the middle of the mountain and couldn't be found without looking for them.

"Fortunately, it's relatively quiet."

Except that Lin Chaochen might fall from the sky - Li Fenglan silently added in her heart.

Meng Linzhou looked around again, and then asked as if he suddenly remembered something: "Are you alone?"

"Well," Li Fenglan nodded and said, "My master is in retreat, and there is an uncle who is not often in the sect."

Meng Linzhou was not interested in his school at all, he had probably seen Miguang Mountain once, and he was going to chat with Li Fenglan about the other party's performance on the Baiyue Lotus Stage just now.

But to Li Fenglan's rejoicing, this time before Meng Linzhou had time to speak, the disciple card hanging on his waist suddenly let out a soft sound.

—Finally, the law hall is busy!

Li Fenglan was secretly happy.

"There are so many things." Seeing this, Meng Linzhou complained directly without any burden.

From Li Fenglan's point of view, the traitor has almost written the three characters "I'm bored to death" on his face.

He glanced at Li Fenglan and said: "I have something to do, I will come to you in a few days."

"Okay, hurry up and get busy, the sect's business is more important." Li Fenglan turned around and walked along the way Meng Linzhou had come along as she spoke, almost writing the word "seeing off" on her face.

Although he could see Li Fenglan's impatience, Meng Linzhou, who had something to do, still left here reluctantly.

Seeing him walking away with the sword, Li Fenglan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly walked back to her residence.

The competition on the Bai Yulian stage just now was Li Fenglan's first time lifting a sword after her rebirth.

Although this sword is just an ordinary spirit sword that can be seen everywhere in the cultivation world, after returning to the residence, Li Fenglan couldn't help but wipe it carefully.

To be honest, he did miss those years of holding swords in the past.

But he was indeed tired of the turmoil in the cultivation world... If it wasn't for Cheng Duan's attention today, Li Fenglan thought that she would never touch the sword again in this lifetime.

Li Fenglan couldn't help but sighed softly, and then put the long sword back into the Qiankun bag.

—The original owner can be said to be poor and white, he only has a Qiankun bag, which was given by the master before the retreat.

But having said that, although Li Fenglan himself is extremely poor, after looking at the Qiankun Bag, he found that his master is definitely a rich man.

There are many things in the Qiankun bag that he has never seen even in his last life.

This time Li Fenglan planned to use the spirit treasures in the bag to set up the formation.

The Zongmen Conference has been held for several days, and the day when Cheng Duan leaves here is getting closer.

Li Fenglan guessed that the other party would investigate herself thoroughly today, and would come to Miguang Mountain at the earliest night.

All he had to do was to arrange the formation and wait here for Cheng Duan to throw himself into the trap.

It's just that... before Li Fenglan started to set up the formation, Miguang Mountain, which had hardly been visited by anyone in the past five years, unexpectedly welcomed a visitor.

"Feng Lan, I heard that you are on the White Jade Lotus Platform today?"

Following the sound, I saw a man in a dark purple brocade robe leaning against the door, looking sideways at him with a smile.

The man's purple clothes were extremely gorgeous, and even the long tassels of the purple gold crown on his head were decorated with spirit stones.

It stands to reason that such a dress will definitely overshadow the master's limelight.

However, not only was the visitor not overwhelmed by this fine attire, but his demeanor was even more flamboyant.

Rather than saying that he is a monk, it is better to say that he is like a dandy in the world, or some kind of nobleman.

The fact is almost the same - in the eyes of Li Fenglan and even everyone who knows him, the man in front of him really doesn't want to be a monk.

If Li Fenglan remembered correctly, when the novel was about to end, the person in front of her directly practiced and sentenced Tianmian Palace...

"Uncle, why are you here?" Li Fenglan stood up and greeted him.

The original owner has only one uncle, his name is Mo Sengyu. During the five years after Li Fenglan's rebirth, the man spent at least four and a half years playing around in the mortal world.

No matter whether it is placed in Tianmian Palace or the entire cultivation world, Mo Shenyu is considered an outlier.

In the past two days when the Zongmen Conference was held, Mo Sengyu temporarily returned to Tianmian Palace.

He has always disliked the boring Miguang Mountain, and he usually went to other places after giving birth, only occasionally coming over to have a look or two.

"It's nothing serious. I heard that you were famous on the White Jade Lotus Terrace, so I came here to take a look." Mo Sengyu shrugged and said.

Li Fenglan smiled and said: "Then you have seen it. Uncle Shi finally went back to the sect, why don't you go to other places to find friends to catch up on the past?"

It stands to reason that Li Fenglan should have a few words of greeting with his uncle, but when he saw this person in front of him, he only thought about how to see him off.

Apart from Li Fenglan's hasty formation, there was another more important reason behind this.

…

In fact, the original Li Fenglan has nothing to do with the word "useless".

There are very few cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Root in this world, Li Fuyue counts as one, and Li Fenglan counts as one.

Or, the former Li Fenglan.

It stands to reason that he who possesses the Heavenly Spiritual Root shouldn't be so unknown. But not long after the original owner entered the sect, an accident happened.

At that time, he had just established his foundation, and was leaving the Heavenly Sleeping Palace with other disciples of the sect to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. Unexpectedly, there was an accident on the way back.

The original owner, who didn't have much actual combat experience, was seriously injured by a ferocious beast. Not only did he lose half his life on the spot, but even his appearance was mostly ruined.

Although the master of the original owner saved his life back, it is difficult to mend the ruined spiritual roots.

It is rare to see Tianlinggen disciples, but it is not so rare in Tianmian Palace, the largest sect in the cultivation world.

When the original owner was accepted into the sect, many people knew that there was another genius disciple beside them. But after a long time without any news of him, people gradually forgot about it, and even more forgot about his existence.

In the world of comprehension, such things as hurting Zhong Yong are very common.

In addition, there are not many plots related to the original owner in "Tianmian Daosheng". The author only briefly mentioned "Li Fenglan's accidental death" through the mouth of other supporting characters at the end.

As for what this "accident" was, the author did not introduce it, after all, Li Fenglan is not an important person.

The only useful information is that when he "died unexpectedly", he was staying with his uncle.

That uncle is the purple-clothed man Mo Heyu standing in front of Li Fenglan's eyes.

So in order to save her life, the only thing Li Fenglan did after her rebirth was to stay away from the original owner's uncle, Mo Shenyu, and try her best to avoid that unexpected accident.

Although it is a blessing not a disaster, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. But at least some hints are given in the novel, Li Fenglan still needs to pay attention to it.

Even if it has a high probability of being useless.

Thinking of the rebirth, Li Fenglan standing here couldn't help but frowned again.

The man's hand slowly stroked his left shoulder. Although he didn't feel it, he still knew that there was a strange fairy bone here.

This fairy bone always reminded Li Fenglan that his rebirth was not an accident, but someone did it on purpose.

But to this day, Li Fenglan still doesn't know who the person who picked out the immortal bone and helped him to be reborn is.

He even didn't know why the other party revived him...

This is also what Li Fenglan cares most about after her rebirth. He never likes to owe others anything.

The cause and effect of rebirth after picking out the immortal bones is too great, and he will not be able to rest assured if he does not return it.

After all, Li Fenglan firmly believes that there will never be pies in the sky, and if there are any, they will not fall on her own head.

Sooner or later, he will find this person who resurrected himself.

…

Just as he was thinking, the man who was standing leisurely by the door just now approached Li Fenglan like a ghost.

Just waiting for the next moment, the hand holding the silver folding fan appeared in Li Fenglan's heart.

Li Fenglan subconsciously leaned back, barely avoiding the folding fan.

"Ahem, ahem... Uncle, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Mo Sengyu put away the folding fan in his hand as if suddenly changing his face, and at the same time approached Li Fenglan as if nothing had happened.

The man suddenly approached, and whispered in Li Fenglan's ear: "I'm just surprised, my nephew has such a good ability, why didn't I know it before?"