At dusk, the setting sun melts gold, and the winding mountain peaks are coated with a layer of melting warm color.
The sky was burned into a fiery red, as if there was a sea of fire burning in the clouds, revealing a golden light.
Under the vast sky, there are thousands of peaks standing in the Qingyun Sect Mountain Range.
Each mountain peak has a different posture, lush and green, standing tall in the dusk light, and straight into the clouds like an unsheathed sword, giving it an indescribable solemnity.
At this moment, in the dim sunset, there were two black spots flying towards Qingyun Sect like wild geese returning to the forest.
The monks in charge of the alert immediately came over to check the situation, but when they saw the person coming, they immediately retreated respectfully.
"Thank you for your hard work this time." Master Changqing turned to Lin Chen and said, "You should go back and rest first. I'm afraid you will be busy in the future."
"It doesn't matter." Lin Chen shrugged, "Anyway, over the years, I've gotten used to taking a break from my busy schedule, so that little trouble is nothing."
"And..." Lin Chen didn't know what he thought of, but there was a smile on his lips, "I really want to see the scene after the collision between the big meteorite technique and the undead natural disaster. It must be very interesting."
Master Changqing looked at Lin Chen's interested expression and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, but he still said loudly: "In that case, you go back and prepare first. I'm going to make arrangements."
"Yes." Lin Chen nodded, but then he called out to Master Changqing who was about to leave, "Grandmaster, wait a minute."
"Huh?" Master Changqing paused and looked back at Lin Chen, "What's wrong?"
Lin Chen said: "What I want to ask about is the history of the sect over the past three thousand years. In addition to the sect-protecting formation [Jiamu Qingtian Formation], Qingyun Mountain has gathered resources for thousands of years and spent thirty years to deploy the terrifying... Besides the formation, what else is there?"
"Oh? Why do you suddenly ask this?" Master Changqing paused after hearing this, and then a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile appeared on his face.
"Now that we've reached this point, there's no point in hiding the Patriarch anymore, right?" Lin Chen smiled slightly, "I at least need to know what the Qingyun Sect's strength is so that we can better cope with the coming war. "
"...Yes." Master Changqing pondered for a moment, and finally a smile appeared on his face, "Do you think Qingyun Sect is different from other forces, and can reflect our advantages, and is the most critical thing of the sect? What is it?"
"Huh?" Lin Chen suddenly began to think deeply when he was asked this question.
Golden elixir monks, third-level spiritual veins, high-level skills... No, no, these are not accurate. The real key to Qingyun Sect lies in the inheritance of divine transformation!
What is the main thing in the inheritance of Transformation God, high-level skills, enlightenment stones that break through the Nascent Soul, magic weapons brought back from the place where Transformation God fell...
At this moment, Lin Chen thought of the millions of corpses created by the Xuanyin Sect Demonic Cultivator. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and said: "The key to Qingyun Sect lies in the spiritual plant!"
"That's right!" Master Changqing smiled and nodded, "These unique spiritual plants are the key to the inheritance of our sect!"
"Below the Golden Core Stage, we can use these spiritual plants with different functions to practice, fight, learn, and assist... to exert all kinds of incredible effects. After the Foundation Establishment Stage, we can choose a spiritual plant to refine into a life spiritual plant, and instead of Live together, and use its unique abilities to climb your own path to immortality!"
"For example, Zhang Mengyao chose sword grass and turned an area into her sword washing pool. She can use this to sharpen her sword energy and rapidly increase her cultivation! Although Zhang Hao did not refine his natal spiritual plant, how can he use it to refine his spiritual plant? Make the elixir and take it, thereby gaining a weakened version of the ability to be invulnerable to fire and water, and invulnerable to swords and guns!..."
Having said this, Master Changqing paused and gave Lin Chen a strange look:
"Logically speaking, you should also be able to choose a unique spiritual plant, but you left the sect as soon as you achieved foundation building. After you came back, your cultivation reached the level of impacting the golden elixir, and it is not suitable for refining at this time. The natal spiritual plant will prevent the breath in the body from becoming turbid and affecting the impact of the golden elixir."
"ah?"
Lin Chen's mouth twitched. He didn't expect that he missed this opportunity in a hurry to leave, but there is no point in pursuing this now.
So he continued to ask: "But these may not play a key role in the war we face next."
"These spiritual plants are originally the key for us to surpass those ordinary monks, but they may not be of much use to a boy like you. I really don't know how you got to this point." Master Changqing stroked his beard, his eyes Lin Chen gave Lin Chen a strange look mixed with doubt.
Regardless of whether he goes into it or not, after all, everyone has their own secrets. If everyone goes into it, it will only lead to the alienation of the sect.
So he continued: "In addition to these spiritual plants, our sect has another special place that is different from other forces. Please think about it again."
Lin Chen listened, pondered for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, and said loudly: "You mean those tree people?"
He suddenly recalled the army of tree people in the land where the transformed gods fell. The demon cultivators of the Xuanyin Sect could create a tide of corpses, so there was no reason why the Qingyun Sect couldn't create an army of tree people!
"Is it possible..." Lin Chen looked at Master Changqing, with questioning intent in his eyes.
Master Changqing immediately understood what he meant, but shook his head: "Unlike zombies and ghosts, which can be obtained through blood sacrifices to mortals. The formation of tree people is very difficult and takes hundreds of years."
"But..." Master Changqing changed the topic again, "Although it is far inferior to the zombie tide in terms of quantity, it can definitely surpass it in terms of quality. I can tell you clearly that the number of Foundation Establishment Tree People is the highest among the sects. More than ten times that of a monk."
"More than ten times?!" Lin Chen's eyes narrowed when he heard this.
More than ten times, that means there are at least a thousand Foundation Establishment stage trees, which is much more than the Foundation Establishment monks in the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation Land!
Although the combat power of tree people is not equal to that of monks, that is for monks with high-level inheritance.
Besides, if there is a siege with more than ten times the number, I am afraid that very few of the Lingnan cultivators will be able to escape!
Not to mention, in three thousand years, whether the Qingyun Sect will still be able to cultivate a golden elixir level tree person.
"Not only that, the tree people are better at defensive warfare. Look at the thousands of peaks in this mountain range, which is where our methods lie! If we cooperate with the monks to take over, even if the two demonic cultivators with the inheritance of the gods attack, don't You want to break through the sect so easily!"
Master Changqing stroked his beard and said calmly, but there was an indescribable confidence in his tone.
Afterwards, he gave a few more instructions, then turned and left, leaving only Lin Chen standing high in the sky.
At this moment, Lin Chen looked at the Qingyun Sect at dusk, and saw thousands of peaks, like sharp swords reaching straight into the sky, standing majestically on this vast land, with an indescribable majesty. But it also contains a kind of vastness and tragedy.
Lin Chen looked at the scene in front of him, and for some reason, he remembered an unrelated sentence: Autumn on the battlefield.
"A storm is coming..."
Soon, Lin Chen's figure disappeared into the night after dusk, leaving only a soft murmur that disappeared in the mist after sunset with the evening wind.
(End of chapter)
