"Miss Ye, please take out the chalcedony grass. You are no match for the three of me."
A total of three people, two men and one woman, surrounded Ye Chen'er.
"Whoever agreed to find it will get it. Are the three of you a bit unreasonable?" Holding the sword hairpin in hand, Ye Chen'er didn't have much fear in her heart. She had survived countless wanderings between life and death in the past half year. , these three small miscellaneous fishes are nothing.
"You can't say that, it's a rule from ancient times to the present." The only woman among the three spoke up.
She has an extremely good figure, but unfortunately her face is pockmarked, which has made her very jealous of beautiful women since she was a child.
The only swordsman among the three who did not express his position pulled out a pair of short knives, pointed at the other two, and said: "People die for wealth, and birds die for food. If you want to take this thing for yourself, Fellow Daoist Ye, no one will agree. Why don't I help you deal with them?" The things are sold for half and half, so that both of us can benefit the most."
Ye Chen'er snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "They are just the same raccoons, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail."
The pock-marked female cultivator rolled her eyes and decided to recruit an ally to get closer to the swordsman who just spoke. "I don't appreciate your favor. How about we join forces and seize the chalcedony grass? I'll take the three and you'll take the three, and the one named Ye will be yours. How about that?"
"Not much."
"Don't engage in internal strife. We are no match for her in single combat. We need to capture her first and then talk about distribution."
After being reminded by another person, the pock-marked female cultivator and the swordsman no longer faced tit-for-tat, and they had witnessed Ye Chen'er's combat prowess that they had experienced along the way.
"Come together." The swordsman took the lead, and countless sword lights suddenly appeared, and the whole person was hidden under the sword lights and got close.
The pock-marked female cultivator and another person sacrificed their magical weapons one after another. Unlike the swordsman who used all his strength, the two of them had reservations.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that after killing Ye Chen'er, there will be a battle between the three of them. No one wants to share a treasure as valuable as chalcedony grass with others.
The two paddled in the water, which made the swordsman suffer.
I originally thought that I could hold Ye Chen'er down from the front, and the other two flankers would be able to take him down within three moves, but in the end I was beaten unilaterally.
The long sword in Ye Chen'er's hand was flying, and it took less than ten moves to lift the swordsman's swords away. When his wrists were turned, the sword energy was magnificent, and the sword energy seemed to cut the air.
Seeing that something was wrong, the swordsman bit the tip of his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood mist and taking the opportunity to escape in a streak of blood.
"If we don't work together in this situation, no one will get the good results."
The swordsman used his secret method to escape, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, as if he was at the end of his battle.
The two made eye contact, and the female cultivator threw a few darts at Ye Chen'er, and the man took the opportunity to attack the swordsman.
This continent's Golden Core Realm can be regarded as a figure. In some small places, it is almost a king and hegemon. It has some wealth.
"What do you want to do?" The swordsman's eyes were full of fear, and his body unconsciously stepped back.
"Of course it's killing people and grabbing treasures. Otherwise, what else can help you heal?"
The swordsman decisively took off his storage ring and threw it to the man, turned around and ran away, imitating the gecko's method of cutting off its tail to survive.
The man took over the storage ring and didn't give up. Letting the tiger go back to the mountain will definitely cause a big problem in the future.
Just as he was about to catch up and kill the swordsman, a pock-marked female cultivator's cry for help came from behind: "Leave her alone, come and help me."
Turning around to look, the pockmarked female cultivator was forced back by Ye Chen'er.
The man had no choice but to let the swordsman escape, turned around and joined the battlefield, sweeping away Ye Chen'er with his long stick.
"I want her sword that can turn into a hairpin." The casual cultivator's life was not easy. Even though he was a golden elixir cultivator, the long stick in his hand was just the lowest-grade magical weapon.
The pock-marked female cultivator naturally had no problem with it, so she was rescued by others, and the magical weapon was treated as a return of favor.
Ye Chen'er became more and more courageous as he fought. The sword energy surged in the mountains and forests, trees were cut in half, and birds and beasts were shocked.
Human transformation is related to experience. After experiencing the previous ridicule and the experience of life and death in the past half year, Ye Chen'er has long realized the meaning of his sword.
Neither broken nor established, living toward death.
Ye Chen'er fought with the two of them, and Cousin Meng De, whom he had been thinking about for the past half year, had to wake up after a hard night of fighting.
Meng De put on his clothes, washed his face, and prepared to go to the Ninth Elder to understand the situation.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to give Luo Ming a little butt lift.
In this world, artifacts are almost the standard equipment for monks in the realm of gods. They are very rare and powerful. He is quite concerned about the mission and rewards of Bronze Mirror.
The master may ascend to the fairy world at any time, and the fairy world is extremely dangerous. If there is no one who can take advantage of him, as a disciple, he will be a little worried.
Bang!
As soon as Meng De walked to the Ninth Elder, he heard a strange noise, which seemed to come from a male cultivator next to the Ninth Elder.
Meng De has become accustomed to it. Recently, whenever the male cultivators of the Bahuang Sect see him, they will definitely grit their teeth. Jealousy can make people look completely different!
"Mr. Ahao." The Ninth Elder was very polite to Meng De. To him, Meng De was the Bahuang Sect's biggest support at present. As far as Meng De Luoming's relationship was concerned, he was definitely a reliable ally.
The most important thing is that he is old and frail and unable to take care of the city lord's wife. At this time, Meng De often brings him some tonics disguised as cultivation resources.
"Ninth Elder, you're too polite. If you're not a gentleman, just call me Ah Ma."
The two exchanged a few casual words, and Meng De found an opportunity to get straight to the point.
"Ninth Elder, the Overlord Sect has a lot of golden elixir combat power. The taxes collected from Tianqing City alone can hardly guarantee the daily training expenses of those disciples. I think it is time to expand the territory."
"There may be something wrong with this matter, fellow Taoist Ah Hao." The Ninth Elder evaded, "Those disciples have no cultivation base and are very weak in combat. Attacking rashly may attract nearby forces to jointly fight against us. When things get serious, the Heavenly Fire God If North Korea intervenes, the gains will outweigh the losses."
The Ninth Elder has been obsessed with the Wenwen Township recently, but he dare not forget the matter of reviving the Wang Quan Sect.
Suffering from insufficient manpower, the top combat power of the sects in the nearby cities is at least the first or second level of the Golden Core Realm. The strength of those female disciples has been improved in a short period of time, and it takes some time to adapt. Now they cannot display their due combat power at all. , if we really wanted to fight, they would be at the bottom of the same level.
[This old man has more than enough to protect the country and conquer the world, but he has no courage.]
Bronze Mirror finally figured it out. The Ninth Elder was worried that something might happen to the golden elixir realm he had finally cultivated.
Meng De can't always stay here to help the female disciples improve their cultivation. Once he leaves, those female disciples will be the only companions that the Ninth Elder can rely on.
At normal cultivation speed, it would take at least three to five hundred years to refine qi to the golden elixir. In the eyes of the Ninth Elder, the revival of the Wang Quan Sect will be a battle that spans thousands of years and should not be rushed.
He is not in a hurry, but Meng De is.
He can't stay in Tianqing City forever. There is a great world outside waiting for him to explore, and a lot of beauties waiting for him to love and protect.
[Don’t worry, the development of power needs to be planned slowly. Blindly attacking cities and plundering territory will only cause the internal decay of the team. By then, no matter how good the team is, it will be nothing more than a mess]
"You're not in a hurry. I'm really in a hurry. Hong Ying might come back at some time. It's not like you haven't seen her go crazy.
I'm not afraid of her, but if he attacks the female disciples of the Bahuang Sect, I won't be able to protect him all the time! "
Meng De's worries are not unreasonable. With Hong Ying's nature, he can do such a thing.
[How about leaving Luo Ming to take care of things here and we take the first step? 】
"No, what will happen to me? I just put up my pants and don't admit it, then turn around and run away, right?"
[Don’t say it so harshly, what does Wang Quanzong have to do with you?
If you want to build a harem sect for yourself, then it doesn’t matter how much you spend. Wang Quan Sect belongs to someone else, so there is no need to waste a lot of energy. If it doesn’t work, I will withdraw the task]
"Does this thing even have a withdrawal function?"
[I sent you the mission. If you want to withdraw, you can withdraw! 】
Meng De said goodbye to the Ninth Elder with a few words and returned to his room.
During this time, he has been living in the guest room of the City Lord's Mansion.
"Honey, I just made breakfast, do you want to eat some together?" As soon as he entered the door, Luo Ming happened to come in through the back door with a few dishes of side dishes.
Meng De looked at the white and tender tofu and expressed that he loved tofu the most.
After breakfast, Meng De expressed his thoughts.
"Honey, you can leave with me. The sect's affairs are not urgent at the moment. There are several Jindan realms sitting in this area of Tianqing City who can enjoy themselves, so there is no need to worry."
Luo Ming was hesitant. She really wanted to stay with Meng De, but Wang Quan Sect was her home. When rebuilding her home, how could she, the former young sect master, and the current sect master leave those disciples and elders behind?
"It's okay if you want to stay here." Meng De took out a lot of cultivation resources and a sound transmission jade slip from the storage ring, "I plan to leave today. If you want to stay here, what's the matter? You can contact me anytime.”
Meng De really felt like an irresponsible scumbag who left in a hurry after taking advantage of other girls.
"I have decided, husband, I will leave with you."
Luo Ming suddenly figured out that it would take thousands of years to revive the Wang Quan Sect. She had already lost an important person once, and she didn't want to feel that way again.
My cultivation level is similar to that of the Ninth Elder, and there are other Golden Core Realm disciples standing guard. It doesn't matter whether I stay here or not. If anything happens, the Ninth Elder can contact me.
On the same day, Meng De kidnapped the leader of the Overlord Sect.
Several female disciples were a little depressed when they heard the news of his departure. The purpose of cultivation was extremely difficult. Each state required years of polishing and accumulation. Meng De was like a humanoid plug-in. A state that usually took decades or even centuries to break through, in It only takes a few days to break through with his help.
"Sir, can I interview you?" Meng De put on that mean smile again, "How does it feel to give up the entire sect and run away with your lover?"
"I didn't do it voluntarily, I was forced. Someone held a gun against me, so I had no choice but to compromise."
Meng Deluoming flew within the scope of the Heavenly Fire Divine Dynasty, and the two of them planned to visit the imperial capital of the Divine Dynasty.
Meng De wanted to find out what was left behind by the city lord of Kun City.
