The bamboo tube slowly fell from the air and stood upright in front of Chen Yun.

At this moment, Chen Yun did not wait for Dayan Divine Lord to speak, and waved his hand, signaling Dayan Divine Lord not to say more. He looked straight ahead with a sharp gaze.

As his gesture fell, purple light flickered in the ice, and the ice on the humanoid puppet began to melt bit by bit.

Chen Yun sat cross-legged in meditation again. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped his crown. In an instant, a green light shone above his head. A green Yuanying emerged and went straight to the humanoid puppet.

Three months later, a green rainbow suddenly broke through the air on the nameless deserted island and soared into the sky.

Kuzhu Island, located in the sea near Dajin, is shrouded in blue mist all year round and is a little-known island. However, its owner, Old Man Kuzhu, is famous.

Although he is unknown in the inland immortal cultivation world, many cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage are wary of him.

Among overseas monks, Elder Kuzhu is even more famous.

Although he was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he was regarded as one of the three overseas immortals by virtue of his 365 cold bamboo flying swords and the Tiansang sacred tree.

The Ten Thousand Trees Formation on Kuzhu Island, with the Heavenly Mulberry Sacred Tree as the center of the formation, is extremely magical and powerful, and no one has been able to defeat it for tens of thousands of years. Even a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage must be cautious when entering the formation.

On this day, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared over Kuzhu Island.

In the distant sky, a green rainbow rushed past, as fast as wind and thunder, and instantly reached the sea of ​​fog that stretched for hundreds of miles.

After the light faded, a young monk in Confucian robes appeared - Chen Yun.

He carried a bamboo tube on his back and stared intently at the sea fog below.

No matter how he stared, the white fog still covered everything, preventing him from seeing the real scene underneath.

Chen Yun frowned slightly, with blue light flashing in his eyes, trying to use his Mingqing spiritual eyes to see through the secrets beneath the fog.

But after a moment, his expression became heavy, and he obviously failed to fully see through this mysterious restriction.

"Kuzhu Island is indeed worthy of its reputation. Even if we use the Mingqing Spirit Eyes, we cannot completely penetrate this Ten Thousand Trees Formation."

Chen Yun whispered to himself, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

At this time, the weak voice of Lord Dayan came from the bamboo tube:
"Of course. However, the Black Wind Feathers on Kuzhu Island will be of great help in increasing the power of your Seven Flame Fan, so this trip is imperative. Moreover, Old Man Kuzhu seems to be an ideal opponent to test the power of your newly refined puppet, so it can be said that we can kill two birds with one stone."

Chen Yun nodded, knowing the importance of this trip. He asked worriedly:
"Then how long can you hold on?"

As the conversation ends, the story continues...

Dayan God smiled slightly and assured Chen Yun:

"Don't worry, with your soul-soothing talisman to help me, I won't reincarnate easily before I see the true power of that puppet."

Chen Yun nodded slightly, his gaze moved down to the sea mist under his feet, his eyes suddenly focused, and his right hand quickly slapped the storage bag at his waist.

A green light flashed, and a figure swayed, and a middle-aged monk with a pale face and similar figure to Chen Yun appeared.

This monk was dressed in a yellow shirt, his skin was as smooth as jade, and his face was exquisite. Upon closer inspection, he was exactly the same as the little puppet that the Great Yan Divine Lord possessed.

However, his eyes were cold and his expression was icy, without a trace of smile.

Although he had witnessed it many times, Chen Yun couldn't help but take a few more glances at the puppet the moment it appeared.

The Chiling Soft Jade is indeed extremely magical.

The originally grayish nephrite immediately turned into skin-like color after being refined using the method taught by Lord Dayan.

All the soft jade is perfectly integrated into the puppet shell which is mainly made of Gangyin, and a lifelike real person appears before your eyes.

Thanks to the arbitrary deformation characteristics of the Chiling soft jade, and the integration of a trace of Chen Yun's distraction.

Under his control, this puppet can not only speak, but also change expressions, just like a real person.

However, the biggest difficulty in controlling this puppet is the supply of spirit stones.

Ordinary mid-level spirit stones cannot meet its needs for full-strength attack. Only high-level spirit stones can stimulate the puppet's full potential.

However, the rarity of high-level spirit stones is self-evident.

During Chen Yun's time in the Great Jin Dynasty, although he had tried his best to search in various markets, the number of high-level spirit stones he obtained was still limited, only a few pieces.

If you want the puppet to go all out, each high-level spirit stone can only sustain the battle for a quarter of an hour.

"Let's start." Chen Yun said lightly.

Regardless of the considerations, now that this puppet has been refined, conducting actual combat tests is an indispensable step.

The puppet raised his hands without hesitation, with his five fingers slightly spread.

In an instant, a ball of green light quickly gathered in his palm, and in a flash, two balls of light as big as human heads condensed into shape, the light was dazzling and the momentum was extraordinary.

Accompanied by two slight "puff" sounds, the puppet's wrist shook lightly, and two beams of light shot out like arrows.

It flashed by in the sea fog, and disappeared without a trace like a stone sinking into the sea.

Chen Yun stared at the sea fog without changing his expression and remained silent.

A moment later, a deafening explosion was heard, and the originally tranquil sea of ​​fog suddenly became turbulent.

Two huge columns of wind shot up from the sea fog and spun violently. The surrounding sea fog was swept away, revealing a vast area of ​​air hundreds of feet wide, as if a vicious dragon had broken through the waves.

Almost at the same moment when the wind column appeared, several sharp howls of varying lengths suddenly came from below, mixed with emotions of anger and surprise.

Chen Yun cast his eyes towards the sea fog below and vaguely saw a huge island appearing in the thin sea fog.

Above the island, a layer of green light curtain emerged, covering almost half of the island.

At this moment, more than a dozen rays of light of different colors shot out from the light curtain and attacked Chen Yun's position with great momentum.

Obviously, the attack just now alarmed the monks on the island.

Chen Yun could tell at a glance that the cultivation levels of this group of cultivators varied greatly. There were cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage as well as in the Core Formation stage, but the old man in the lead was in the late Core Formation stage.

"Who are you two? Why... Hey, it turns out you are two seniors. I wonder what brings you to our island?"

In the silent void, several monks came rushing over, originally intending to question Chen Yun with anger.

However, after the leading cultivator scanned the area with his spiritual sense, he unexpectedly discovered that Chen Yun and Elder Kuzhu were both cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. This discovery startled him, and his tone immediately became tactful.

He said respectfully, "I have heard of Daoist Fellow Kuzhu for a long time, and I have come to visit you today. Could you pass on a few words to me?"

Chen Yun smiled slightly and responded calmly:
"It's really unfortunate. My master has been in seclusion for a few years and no longer sees guests. If you two seniors have urgent matters, you can tell me first. I can also make some decisions about the affairs of Kuzhu Island."

Hearing this, the leading monk was slightly surprised, then he quickly smiled and said:

"Since you can make the decision, that's great. I heard that your island has raised an ancient spiritual bird, the black phoenix. Is that true?"

"Wu Feng?" Chen Yun blinked and asked calmly.

The leading monk's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by this, senior?"

In a quiet place for cultivation, a monk in a plain robe was concentrating on refining a mysterious treasure.

To refine this treasure, three phoenix feathers from Wu Feng's tail are needed, which are undoubtedly extremely rare materials for others.

The monk raised his head slightly, his eyes showing a calm and determined look, and slowly said:

"I am willing to exchange one level 7 demon pill and three level 6 demon beast inner pills for three phoenix feathers from Wu Feng's tail. I wonder if you can agree to this?"

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves lightly with a graceful and natural movement, and four jade boxes slowly flew out from his sleeves and floated steadily in front of him.

Then, he stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at the jade box a few times in the air as if casually.

In an instant, the lids of the boxes opened one by one, revealing four magic pills of different colors in the box.

One of them was slightly larger and emitted a softer glow.

The other three are slightly smaller in size, but they also exude an extraordinary aura.

Hearing this, the leading monk was slightly startled, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and after a moment he slowly asked:
"In exchange for the Phoenix Feather?" Obviously, Chen Yun's request was beyond his expectations, leaving him a little bewildered.

"That's right. The black phoenix of your island is a seventh-level spiritual bird, and its phoenix feathers are extremely rare. I have taken out so many demon pills in exchange, which shows that I really want to complete this transaction."

The smile on Chen Yun's face gradually faded, replaced by a solemn look, and his eyes revealed unquestionable determination.

The leading elder frowned slightly, pondered for a long time, his face changing constantly, and after a long while he slowly shook his head and said:
“Although Wufeng is an ancient spiritual bird, it is more than enough to exchange these demon pills for spiritual birds. However, this matter is of great importance, and I am afraid it is difficult for me to agree.”

After hearing this reply, Chen Yun's eyes instantly turned cold, and shot straight at the old man in the lead like a biting cold wind.

He looked at the man coldly, his lips tightly pursed, and said nothing, but a powerful aura of oppression emanated from his body.

The leading elder noticed Chen Yun's bad expression, and his heart sank. He quickly explained:

"Fellow Daoist, you may not know that this Wufeng is the spiritual bird that guards our island. It is related to the safety and prosperity of our island..."

On a mysterious island for cultivating immortals, a senior said to the junior:

"Don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't give you face. It's just that the black phoenix of our island is at a critical stage of advancement. Its cultivation is extremely important and cannot be damaged in the slightest."

After hearing this, the senior was slightly startled, then frowned slightly and said slowly:

"I see. However, I must get this Black Wind Feather. Let me take out an extra seventh-level demon pill. I believe that this way, I can make up for the loss of your island."

After saying this, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his palm again and took out another jade box.

This situation made the monks on Kuzhu Island look at each other in confusion.

"Why? With such conditions, Guidao still doesn't want to agree?"

The senior's voice suddenly became eerie, and his icy eyes stared at the monks in front of him, as if he could penetrate them.

The leading monk shuddered involuntarily when the senior looked at him, and a chill ran through his body. He glanced at the humanoid puppet next to him, and finally gritted his teeth and said:
"This matter is of great importance, and I really do not have the power to make the decision on my own."

"How about this, Senior, please wait for a moment. I will risk being punished by my master and send a sound transmission note to the retreat room to see what kind of response my master will give."

He knew very well that if he handled the situation improperly and brought powerful enemies to Kuzhu Island, he would probably not escape severe punishment when he returned.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you for a while." The senior nodded slightly, his expression relaxing a little.

The old man released a sound transmission note, detailing Chen Yun and the terms of exchange, and emphasized the terrifying cultivation level of Chen Yun and the humanoid puppet.

Soon after, an old voice came from the sky above Kuzhu Island, saying that he was unable to welcome the Yuanying Daoist friends from afar, and asked them to wait in Yingfeng Pavilion, and that he would soon come out to meet the guests. The disciples obeyed the order and invited Chen Yun and the puppet to the island.

Chen Yun readily agreed and landed on the island with the monks.

With the help of the puppet in the late Nascent Soul stage, Chen Yun was confident that even if the other party activated the Ten Thousand Trees Array, he would not be trapped. Therefore, he was not afraid that the other party would suddenly turn against him by taking advantage of the terrain.

In a flash, a group of people passed through the gap that opened up in the light curtain and entered the island.

As soon as he stepped in, Chen Yun immediately felt a strong spiritual energy coming towards him, and what came into view below was a lush and huge tree.

These trees are extremely tall, often thirty or forty feet high, and there are many species, all of which are rare tree species rarely seen in the outside world.

In the woods, there are more than a dozen strange purple mulberry trees that are obviously taller than other trees. Scattered throughout the forest, their arrangement implies the mysteries of heaven and earth.

"Is this the sacred Tiansang tree of Guidao? Isn't it said that there is only one tree in Guidao? Why are there more than ten trees here?"

Chen Yun frowned slightly and asked the old man beside him.

At this time, the old man was secretly looking at the humanoid puppet, secretly wondering why this "senior" was always silent and expressionless. Was he a person with a strange temperament?
The old man explained to Chen Yun that these Tiansang sacred trees are actually branches of the same sacred tree, and this is no secret.

Chen Yun had heard of the Tiansang sacred tree a long time ago. It is a spiritual tree second only to the three sacred trees. Seeing it with his own eyes today opened his eyes.

When Chen Yun followed the monk and landed in a place that looked like trees, the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly fluctuated, the scenery changed drastically in an instant, and a hill hundreds of feet high appeared before their eyes.

With this hill as the center, there are many attics and terraces of different sizes built around it, and many monks are busy coming in and out of them.

The old man waved his hand to signal the other cultivators to disperse, and then led Chen Yun and the puppet to the top of the mountain.

There is a huge wooden temple on the top of the mountain, which is quite large.

Outside the temple gate, there stood four monks in green armor, each holding a long spear.

The old man led Chen Yun and his companions straight to the door of the wooden palace.

The four monks stood still like puppets, expressionless. Chen Yun raised his mouth slightly, feeling a little surprised. (End of this chapter)