Distributed in the aboriginal residential areas of tens of thousands of miles, relying on Yang Chen alone to inquire from town to town, it is estimated that he will not be able to find it after a hundred years.

Fortunately, Yang Chen's wives and concubines all came out this time, there were many people and great strength, everyone was scattered, and the speed was not slow to sweep from place to place.

With this method, almost in a short time, it can be determined whether there is Lin Zhengyuan's whereabouts within a radius of thousands of miles.

However, Yang Chen almost warned everyone in the most stern tone, he could only inquire, but he couldn't do anything beyond this range.

Lin Zhengyuan is now delirious, only the instinct to survive remains, and any hostile offense may find him to fight back with thunder. A Golden Immortal-level master, that's not something anyone in the spirit world can fight against.

This search is more than a year. It's strange to say, no matter how they inquire, Lin Zhengyuan has never appeared, and there is no trace of him.

Among the aborigines, there was not much reaction to Yang Chen's search for a delirious fool, at most they coveted the spirit stone given by Yang Chen, and promised to help pay attention. But Yang Chen's behavior attracted the attention of several other people.

You must know that Yang Chen's current spiritual cultivation is just a foundation. In just a few months, Yang Chen completed the Qi refining process that took ten years to complete in the mortal world, and built a perfect foundation. It's a pity that even the level of the foundation building period is so weak in the spiritual world.

The aborigines of the spiritual realm, the weakest and most congenitally deficient, were born with the cultivation of the Jindan period. Relatively speaking, Yang Chen's foundation building period is simply an alternative among the other, surprising in the unexpected, as distinct as a firefly in the dark.

It's just that no matter how weak Yang Chen is, he still shows a soaring monk. Ninety-nine percent of the aborigines surpassed Yang Chen's strength, but almost none of them dared to be rude to him. Without him, as long as it is a rising monk, whether it is a disciple of the sect or a loose cultivator, there is always a force behind him, and the status of the aborigines has not yet reached the point where they dare to challenge them.

But the monks are different, especially some monks who are already very arrogant, the kind of guys who don't look at anyone else in their eyes except their own ancestors and elders, and they are not so polite to fellow monks who are also monks.

Monks can be encountered anywhere in the spiritual realm, and this is no exception. When Yang Chen inquired about the news, someone noticed Yang Chen.

"How is that person cultivating like that?" At first, some people just thought it was strange, and there were more strange words, looking at Yang Chen as if he had seen something impossible.

The few people who accompanied him suddenly all noticed Yang Chen's abnormality. At this time, Yang Chen is simply a guy who drives at idle speed on the highway, and he can see it at a glance among many masters.

"Xu is injured and broken, right?" immediately a companion replied disapprerovingly. Although this situation is rare, it is not unique, and everyone can easily think of the reason.

Generally speaking, when encountering such a Taoist friend, the monks will not step on the death, unless it is an enemy of life and death, no one can guarantee that they will always be smooth sailing, will not be injured and will not lower the realm. When encountered, if you don't fall into the well, you have already fulfilled your duty as a Taoist friend, and at most you ignore it.

But this time it was different, among the few people who met Yang Chen, there was actually one person who recognized Yang Chen's identity.

"It turned out to be the young palace master of the Pure Yang Palace, the strongest and most talented alchemist in the mortal world, Master Yang Chen, Master Yang!" Hundreds of miles away, a young guy probed Yang Chen unscrupulously with his divine sense, with an indescribable weird smile on his face.

In order not to cause Lin Zhengyuan's misunderstanding, Yang Chen specially told the women not to use their divine sense to investigate, so as not to alarm Lin Zhengyuan. Of course, what he was worried about was offense, not anything else, even Yang Chen himself, who did the same.

The aborigines of the spiritual realm all have the cultivation of the Mahayana period, and using divine consciousness is the easiest thing. On Yang Chen's body, there are countless divine senses swept over him every moment of every day, and Yang Chen will not take the initiative to fight back, at most it is the curiosity of the aborigines, as long as he does not have malicious intentions towards himself, Yang Chen will not care about this divine sense scan.

Therefore, when some divine senses were mixed and swept through so many divine senses, Yang Chen did not find anything abnormal, just some curiosity of the aborigines.

"Find out what's happened to this surnamed Yang recently, how could he be here alone?" The young monk who had just named Yang Chen's identity seemed to be a small leader among several people, and after discovering Yang Chen, he didn't make any moves immediately, but immediately ordered a few people to withdraw their divine sense, and then ordered one of them to investigate immediately.

Yang Chen is the young palace master of the Pure Yang Palace, and the strength of the Pure Yang Palace has swelled dramatically recently, directly from a small sect that does not enter the stream, it has suddenly become a large sect with tens of thousands of disciples, which makes many large and small sects struggling in the spirit world really look at it. Now that Yang Chen is alone, and there is no one around to serve and protect, of course he must seize this opportunity.

"Do you want to move him?" immediately a companion asked worriedly, "Pure Yang Palace is not easy to mess with now. ”

"But he has a lot of pills in his hands that don't even have in our sect!" The smile on the young monk's face became stronger and stronger, and then he said the following words word by word: "Moreover, almost all the Habitat Divine Jade in the Spirit Realm flows out of his hands. ”

As soon as the three words of Qi Shenyu came out, there was nothing else in everyone's minds for a while, and only these three words remained. What kind of pills, all of them were thrown out of the clouds.

If it was a hundred years ago, who knows what the Habitat God Jade is. However, since the outflow of the Habitat Divine Jade from Wanbao Tower, all the monks in the spirit world have a complete concept. A pound of perched divine jade, that is his own life, there is nothing more exciting than this.

"Xiao Liu, you go back to the sect and tell the sect about Yang Chen's cultivation that is almost completely useless!" Looking at everyone's expressions, the young man who took the lead turned his heart and immediately gave orders: "This matter is very important, don't be neglected!"

The monk who just thought that Yang Chen was not easy to mess with was the little willow in the mouth of the big-headed young man. Hearing the order of the big-headed young man, he nodded immediately without saying a word: "Senior brother, I'll go now!"

Seeing Xiao Yanagi's figure quickly leave and run in the direction of the sect, the young man who took the lead turned his gaze back to his companion, and the eyes of several people collided,