Half a month is neither long nor short.
It is impossible for Lin Fanyun to relax here for half a month.
After a brief chat with the two elders Xun and Xiang, they each found a place on the "Canghai" to practice.
It was unrealistic to practice meditation, so most of his consciousness was kept outside, paying attention to the monsters in the mountains.
Only a small part of his mind is used to comprehend spells and secret techniques.
Eight days later, Lin Fanyun, who was comprehending the soul secret method "Soul Nourishing Technique", looked into the distance.
A group of strangers appeared in the spiritual consciousness.
There are many of them, hundreds of them.
It is basically composed of monks in the Purple Mansion and Xiangxiang realms.
Except for the six Xiangxiang realm cultivators who were in the lead, the remaining hundreds were all Zifu realm cultivators.
These people were approaching the Wanli Mountains under a layer of concealment barrier.
"He comes with ill intentions." A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Lin Fanyun's eyes.
Everyone knows that the area near the Star Sea Region is the territory of the Mingcang Immortal Sect.
At this time, he was leading a team in training in the Wanli Mountains, but he did not receive any news from the sect about this group of monks.
It only takes a moment to realize that this group of people must have come here secretly.
And with so many people, it’s obvious at first glance that they have ill intentions.
"Elder Xun, Elder Xiang..."
Wanli Mountains.
A group of black-robed monks were heading quickly towards the outskirts of the Wanli Mountains.
"Remember, our target is the disciples of Mingcang Xianzong."
"Find them and act quickly! Kill them all before those powerful Xiangxiang Realm masters can react!"
The six Xiangxiang realm monks who were in the lead gave orders with murderous intent.
"Kill?"
"Everyone, it looks like we need to have a good talk!"
Suddenly, a voice filled with suppressed anger sounded in the ears of this group of monks.
Um!
The six powerful Xiangxiang Realm warriors in the lead stopped immediately and scanned back and forth with their spiritual sense, only to find that at some point, five Xiangxiang Realm monks were looking at them with anger in the sky in front of them.
Three of them are Lin, Xun and Xiang, and the other two are Xiangxiang realm cultivators from the Mingcang Immortal Sect who have been stationed here for a long time.
"Four elders, leave the six leading cultivators in the Xiangxiang realm to me, and the remaining hundreds of Purple Mansion cultivators will be left to you." Lin Fanyun said.
The four elders Xun, Xiang and others hurriedly said, "Elder Lin, don't be so stubborn."
Fighting one against six at the same level is tantamount to seeking death.
"The five of us will form a formation to stop them!"
"The sect has been notified. If we hold them off for a while, support from the sect will arrive."
They were afraid that Lin Fanyun was young and hot-blooded. If anything went wrong, given the Sect Leader's love for Lin Fanyun, they would be in danger of death.
In their opinion, it would be better to form a formation.
Especially since two of them are permanently stationed here, holding powerful formations bestowed by the sect. With the combined power of the two, they can definitely stop it.
This is a prudent move.
Lin Fanyun understood and agreed with their ideas.
But he shook his head.
"If they dare to come, they must have something to rely on. However, if we defend ourselves, we will most likely lose the initiative and run the risk of being surrounded and killed."
"Besides, they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs, and can be destroyed in a snap. There is no need to hand over the initiative."
After saying that, Lin Fanyun flicked his finger and a sword light fell down, knocking down the magic weapon that concealed the aura of this group of cultivators, and the barrier collapsed.
At the same time, a surge of powerful magical power spread out in all directions.
Be it the four elders of Xunxiang or the hundreds of invading monks, their expressions changed drastically.
"Ninth level of resemblance!" Xunxiang and others exclaimed, unable to believe it.
But they knew that what Li Feixian brought back was just a baby, and the Lin Fanyun in front of them was no more than sixteen years old.
He has actually reached the peak of the Imagination Realm, leaving them far behind
This huge gap is really shocking to the soul.
Lin Fanyun didn't waste any words. He waved his hand and a strong wind whistled and thunder exploded.
He used several image realm spells at the same time, changing the world and attacking the monks below indiscriminately.
In an instant, hundreds of monks below were thrown to the ground in the strong wind, and the ground a thousand meters below was blown away by the howling wind for dozens of meters.
"Boom" the thunderstorm fell, and thunder snakes moved across the sky.
Millions of tiny lightning snakes fell, creating deep pits hundreds of meters deep.
The hundreds of monks who attacked were even more unbearable. Anyone who touched the lightning snake was instantly blasted into blood mist and charred ashes.
It was difficult for them to take effective measures to protect themselves. The strong wind alone made it difficult for them to keep their bodies steady, let alone pay attention to the falling lightning snakes.
In a short while, more than a hundred monks died.
The scene was shocking for a moment. Purple Mansion monks who had achieved success over a hundred years were dying here in large numbers, which was terrifying.
With the help of magic weapons, six rays of light escaped from the thunder and rain.
Humph! A precious sword flew out from Lin Fanyun's sleeve, and the sword light split into tens of thousands of sword lights, chasing after the six escaping lights.
I flew on the sword, my speed increased rapidly, and chased after the slowest ray of light.
The four elders Xun, Xiang and Xiang came to their senses at this time and realized that Lin Fanyun was not overestimating his abilities before, but really had the ability.
They immediately suppressed the shock, doubt and confusion in their hearts, and used various means to attack the Purple Mansion monk who was struggling in the thunderstorm.
Under normal circumstances, ten or even dozens of Purple Mansion monks joining forces would be able to contend with them for a while.
At this moment, everyone is like lambs to be slaughtered, ready to be killed.
"Hey, hey, be careful, leave your body intact! These are all Purple Mansion monks!"
The implication is self-evident, high-level cultivators are full of treasures, and to blow them up or burn them to ashes is a waste of resources!
"Leave a few alive. We need to know which force is so bold as to attack our Mingcang Immortal Sect!"
The four elders were shocked and angry but not panicked. They beat several Purple Mansions with high cultivation level and seriously injured them, then dragged them out from the thunderstorm, restrained them and threw them aside, waiting to be interrogated and soul-searched.
On the other side, Lin Fanyun was flying with a sword, and due to the huge gap in their cultivation levels, the six escaping monks in the Xiangxiang realm could not escape from his grasp at all.
"Don't run!" While taking a sip of water, Lin Fanyun caught up with the one who was lagging behind the most.
The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he covered himself with defensive talismans. He even summoned the Dharma image that condensed all his cultivation to attack Lin Fanyun, trying to delay Lin Fanyun for a moment.
Facing a ninth-level cultivator in the Image Realm, he didn't dare to contend at all.
"Cut!" The sword light fell and cut off the Dharma image.
The man was seriously injured because his Dharma image was damaged, and he felt a pain in his chest.
A magic sword pierced through layers of defense and pierced his chest.
The sharp and terrifying sword energy raged through his body, and he was chopped into meat paste in an instant.
Lin Fanyun reached out and grabbed the Dharma image of the man who wanted to escape, imprisoned the soul inside, and then rushed to the next target.
They did not take the opportunity to escape far away.
The sword light from before held them back, slowing down their movements.
Lin Fanyun raised his sword and killed them one by one.
Only their spirits were left to be tortured for information.
By the time Lin Fanyun returned, those Purple Mansion monks were almost all killed or injured, with only less than ten left behind.
When the four elders Xun, Xiang and others saw Lin Fanyun returning, they were all full of respect and admiration.
Previously, they were somewhat jealous of the treatment Lin Fanyun enjoyed, and even though they didn't say it explicitly, they were very disdainful and dissatisfied in their hearts.
At this moment, everyone is convinced.
Too young, too strong!
This is no longer a question of jealousy or not, but a question of looking up and thinking whether you can find someone to hold your ground.
They are not fools, and the talent displayed by Lin Fanyun has made them realize it.
He is the future of Mingcang Immortal Sect!
"Elder Lin, the invading enemies have been completely wiped out."
"The sect's support is on the way and will arrive in one stick of incense."
"But, is the training of these tens of thousands of disciples going to end?"
Elder Song, the Xiangxiang Realm elder who was in charge of the base, stepped forward and spoke quickly.
His attitude was extremely correct, but his words and actions were all centered around Lin Fanyun.
The three elders Xun and Xiang cursed inwardly.
Lao Song is such a scoundrel! He actually got there first!
"Well, keep these people under guard until the sect's personnel arrive, and then interrogate them together."
"The disciples' training should continue. There is no need to interrupt our training process for them."
This is also the reason why Lin Fanyun did not recall his disciples when he noticed the enemy attack.
A useless person is not worth the time to train as a disciple.
Lin Fanyun despised this group of monks, but his IQ was always online.
Judging from the strength on paper alone, this group of people has no problem slaughtering the disciples who are undergoing the trial, as well as the three elders who are guarding the area and the two elders who are stationed at the base.
It was almost prepared to the point of just crushing the opponent.
If it weren't for his unexpected strength, this batch of disciples undergoing the trial would have been wiped out.
"It's really interesting. They really know the Mingcang Immortal Sect." Lin Fanyun teased.
The number of disciples participating in each training session varies, and the number of elders in charge also changes accordingly.
It's really interesting that the enemy can get stuck to that exact point.
After one stick of incense, support from the sect arrived.
After learning about Lin Fanyun's bloody killings and strength, everyone was shocked, which overturned all their assumptions and rumors about Lin Fanyun.
I became much more respectful unconsciously.
The people from the Immortal Sect interrogated the seriously injured Purple Mansion cultivator and squeezed out information, using various means in turn. It seemed that they wanted to find out when they urinated when they were young.
Lin Fanyun did not get involved.
He had searched the souls of the six monks in the Image Realm and knew everything.
"The Black Demon Sect, the Corpse Sect, and the Charm Sect."
“Everyone has a hand in it.”
"The three sects joined forces, but it was just a lot of noise but little action?"
The size and strength of these three sects are not inferior to the Mingcangxian Sect.
The three sects joined forces to kill these disciples who were undergoing the trial? And their elders? They had no idea of Lin Fanyun's strength and potential.
And the three sects joined forces and only sent out such a small number of people
Lin Fanyun felt that if he believed it, it would be an insult to his intelligence.
Whether it is the Mingcang Immortal Sect or the other three sects, the number of disciples alone counts in the billions.
The population of the jurisdiction is more than a thousand times this number.
Without counting Lin Fanyun, even if all the disciples and elders of the Mingcang Xianzong died, it would only be the amount of bleeding of a normal person, and if you don't pay attention, the wound would not be noticed.
If they knew about Lin Fanyun's potential in some way and came for Lin Fanyun, then this small number of people would not be enough.
"This is just the beginning. There must be a big conspiracy behind the three sects."
Lin Fanyun judged.
Otherwise it would be a shame for the three sects to join forces.