Alan is Yun Xiu Niang's sister. Her origin is mysterious and she must know a lot of secret information. Chen Lin looked at her expectantly, hoping that she could give some advice.
But to his disappointment, Alan didn't know either.
The other party shook his head and said, "This thing only manifests once every ten thousand years. No one has ever experienced it except those old monsters, so naturally no one understands it. And it is said that the situation this time is different, so it is difficult to predict what the specific result will be."
Then she looked at the bones under her feet and said solemnly, "But if these bones are left by people who died here before, I'm afraid the situation won't be any better. We need to be careful."
Chen Lin nodded.
It seems that no one knows the specific information about the immortal monument. We can only wait for the next changes. We can't just pull them in and leave them here.
At this time, Shen Baiquan said, “How is Fairy Alan’s investigation going? Is there anything unusual in the distance?”
Chen Lin suddenly realized that the other party did not come here because he heard the call, but went to investigate the situation.
Alan shook his head again and said, "It's even darker in the distance, and the space is also very violent. Except that there are not as many bones as here, there is no change."
Then she hesitated for a moment, and then said, "But I found a situation. It seems that the higher the talent level of the person who was pulled in, the closer his landing point is to the immortal monument, and the lower the talent, the farther away. I don't know if this means anything."
“Is there such a rule?”
Shen Baiquan showed a look of surprise and looked at Chen Lin and Luo Qinglan. Both of them seemed to have come from the Immortal Monument.
Then he looked at Ling Qianxue again. She came in almost at the same time as him, but her destination was closer to the Immortal Monument than him. According to this, her talent level was also higher than his.
Chen Lin and Luo Qinglan looked at each other and were also a little surprised at such a statement.
Especially Chen Lin, he is right below the immortal monument, and can be said to be the one closest to the immortal monument. Does that mean he has the highest talent level
"Fairy Alan, are there levels of talent and ability? How are they differentiated?"
Chen Lin looked at the immortal stele, and seeing that there was no movement, he asked.
He had some understanding about talent, but not much. However, talent was the application of rules. Logically, there should only be different levels of mastery, and there should not be any level divisions.
After all, it is difficult to say which one of the different rules is more powerful.
"Of course there are levels!"
Alan answered affirmatively.
Then he said: "Talent is the manifestation of laws. There are three thousand great ways, and each one represents a law. The laws are divided into original laws and branch laws, so there will naturally be differences in strength and weakness."
"What is the fundamental law, and what are the branch laws?"
Chen Lin immediately asked.
There are very few classics that deal with the laws, and he has been looking for them, but most of them are just fragments.
"That's too much to explain in a short time. Come to me when you have time and I'll tell you in detail."
Alan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
Chen Lin didn't know whether the other party was joking or really wanted to talk to him about something, but the other party obviously didn't want to talk about it here, so he didn't continue to ask.
Then, everyone began to discuss the purpose of the immortal monument.
But after all the talk, I still can't get to the point.
The immortal monument was making a huge noise when it was outside, as if it was the end of the world, but after entering, it became quiet and there was no reaction at all.
After a while, cultivators from afar came here one after another, and a few cultivators from Liangyi City joined them. Luo Qinglan also called Zhuge Hengyun over.
They no longer confined their discussion to a small circle, but went to contact the monks in other cities. However, everyone had a confused look on their faces, not knowing what the immortal monument was going to do.
Chen Lin hesitated for a while and still did not go to the Murong family.
Although Murong Feng told him that he could go to the disciples of the Murong family if he encountered any problems, there were serious internal conflicts in the Murong family. He didn't know which faction each of the people brought in belonged to. If he came into contact with people who were not on good terms with Murong Feng's faction, he would be in trouble.
As more and more people gathered, there was no more empty space around the immortal monument. A rough estimate showed that there were at least ten thousand people, divided into countless small groups.
At the back are a large number of lone rangers who don’t get close to anyone.
These people gradually calmed down from the initial noise, and all looked up, fixing their eyes on the giant monument, trying to see some clues from it.
Chen Lin and others stopped discussing and focused their attention on watching.
But no matter how you look at it, the immortal monument is just pitch black. Apart from appearing very mysterious while suspended in the air, there is no energy fluctuation at all.
Time passes by little by little.
Finally, someone in the crowd couldn't hold back any longer and tried to walk to the bottom of the immortal monument, then slowly rose into the air.
This is an old man in a gray robe. He looks like he is having a lot of effort flying, but his cultivation is suppressed to the limit here. The fact that he can fly so quickly shows that his original cultivation is not low.
Chen Lin had tried it before, but unless he used the Soul Wing Technique, it was very difficult for him to fly. Even if he could fly, he would be as slow as a snail.
Everyone's eyes fell on the old man.
"Elder Qian, be careful!"
Someone in the crowd spoke up to remind them.
Chen Lin's brows twitched. The person who spoke actually came from the Murong family. It seemed that this old man was a cultivator from Tongtian City.
However, if his surname is Qian, he should not be a direct descendant of the Murong family, because when marrying into the Murong family, both men and women must change their surname to Murong, and their children can only have the surname Murong.
The old man laughed when he heard this.
"Haha, there's nothing to be afraid of. I'm just here to help my family. If I die, please take care of my descendants!"
After saying this, his speed increased sharply and he flew to the side of the immortal monument.
The monks below were all silent, holding their breath and watching what would happen next. A large number of monks even retreated quickly, fearing that something abnormal might happen to the immortal monument and they would be affected.
As soon as the old man flew up, Chen Lin had already retreated to a distance with Luo Qinglan and others.
Under the gaze of everyone, the old man stretched out his palm and pressed it on the immortal monument!
There was no movement.
"Elder Qian, change your position!"
Seeing this, the Murong family spoke again.
But the old man did not move or answer, as if he was stuck to the immortal monument.
The immortal monument was so huge that the opponent’s body was like a fly in comparison, but it touched everyone’s heart.
Chen Lin used all his eyesight to observe carefully, but the distance was too far and his spiritual eyesight had been washed away by the old skeleton man, so he couldn't see clearly.
I just felt that the old man seemed to be getting thinner and smaller.
Finally, amid screams, the old man's body separated from the immortal monument and fell to the ground.
“Crash!”
After falling to the ground, there was no plop sound, but it scattered everywhere and turned into white bones!
"hiss!"
All the monks took a deep breath at the same time and finally understood where those bones on the ground came from!
After a while, a middle-aged man from the Murong family came forward and carefully moved the old man's bones a few times with a magic tool. When he saw that there was nothing unusual, he collected them all and took them back.
"Master Li, what should we do?"
Chen Lin retracted his gaze and looked at a middle-aged man in a green robe beside him.
This person is called Li Chenshui, and he is also an elder of Liangyi City, but his status is much higher than Shen Baiquan, because the other party is a powerful cultivator!
However, although the other party's cultivation was high, his talent level seemed average, and he was located quite far away, so he only found them later.
Moreover, his cultivation was also suppressed here, making him appear very low-key.
Chen Lin suspected that there should be quite a few powerful Void Refining experts in this crowd, but they dared not show themselves because a large number of them wore masks and did not dare to show their true faces. They were probably afraid of encountering their enemies.
If a high-level cultivator was killed by a low-level cultivator in such a place, it would be extremely unlucky. This situation is entirely possible because although energies such as cultivation and soul power are suppressed here, innate abilities are not suppressed.
Whoever has stronger talents and abilities will be powerful.
For example, Luo Qinglan, whose Divine Phoenix bloodline possesses the power of both fire and space laws, is also very pure. His combat power is not invincible, but it is at the forefront. If the opponent suddenly attacks Li Chenshui, there is a high probability that this powerful Void Refining expert will be defeated.
Li Chenshui pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "Let's wait and see for now. First, we need to figure out what the assessment mechanism of this immortal monument is and why the old man turned into a withered skeleton. If we don't understand this, we can't act rashly."
After that, he immediately said to Chen Lin in a friendly manner: "I heard that Daoyou Chen is good at refining pills and has a business in Liangyi City. If you want to settle down in Liangyi City in the future, I can give you a shop on behalf of the sect so that you can use it to sell pills."
Upon hearing this, Chen Lin was immediately flattered and said, "Really? Thank you so much, Master Li. I really want to develop in Liangyi City. I'm just worried about how to build my own industry!"
This is the other party trying to show goodwill and seek protection.
Because half of their small group were his acquaintances, and the other party probably heard from Shen Baiquan that he, Luo Qinglan, and Yang Zishi all landed near the immortal monument, and their innate abilities must be of a very high level.
A shop is insignificant to the elders of Liangyi Sect, so it is a good deal to give it away as a favor to win them over.
In fact, for Chen Lin, a shop is nothing. He has no shortage of spirit crystals and can buy them anytime he wants. However, the favor of a powerful Void Refining Master is very useful. Even though the other party needs them here, once they go out, their status will be very different.
It’s a pity that strong people above the Dao Yun level don’t seem to be brought in, otherwise it would be more useful to make friends with a few Dao Yun strong people.
Li Chenshui was very satisfied with Chen Lin's attitude and nodded with a smile.
"Our sect will naturally strongly support alchemy talents like Fellow Daoist Chen. If Fellow Daoist Chen needs it, he can take the position of a guest elder in the sect, or directly join our sect."
This time Chen Lin did not agree, but declined politely: "Thank you for your kindness, sir, but my Taoist partner is the leader of a sect and is about to rebuild the mountain gate. Naturally, I cannot join other sects, otherwise I will not be able to explain to my Taoist partner."