Luo Cheng looked at Elder Xiang again and shouted angrily: "Xiang Jie, I asked you to take charge of the enrollment, but you protected your apprentice, and as a result, you brought such trouble to the sect. Do you know your crime?"
Xiang Jie was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and his whole body was trembling. He knelt in front of Sect Master Luo and kept kowtowing, "Please spare my life, Sect Master..."
The elders glared at him, wanting to skin him and cramp him.
"Come here, crush his Dantian, break his tendons, push into the furnace, and bury all the dead together. Eradicate the entire Xiang family as a warning to others..."
Luo Cheng's eyes were full of murderous intent, he looked in the direction of the Si family, and said with cold eyes: "The Si family really sent us a good disciple, how dare they destroy the luck accumulated by our Tiangong Sect for hundreds of years and throw Si Eradicate the whole family..."
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Yanliang and his party returned to the Red Moon Inn and drank with Hu Yicheng until late at night. He returned to the room to sort out the loot.
Several secret books were found in Chang Wuji's ring, including the "Jinxiao Sword Technique", a high-grade earth-level skill, and training experience, as well as weapon refining experience.
In addition, there were a large number of spiritual stones, elixirs and refining materials. A third blue-gray octagonal token was found in the corner, with the word "Southwest" written on it.
He held the token and fell into deep thought, and a map of directions slowly appeared in his mind, "Is this unintentional or some kind of arrangement?"
An unknown animal skin map was found in the elder deacon's ring. Several mountain ranges were drawn on the map, with a point marked deep in the mountains and a few words written next to it.
Yanliang looked at the fonts he had never seen before. After pondering for a long time, he couldn't recognize any of them. He didn't recognize the location marked on the map, so he simply put it away.
There was nothing special among the remaining rings. They were all spiritual stones, elixirs, and weapon refining materials. I spent the rest of the time studying the flying wings.
The victory in this battle exposed a lot of trump cards. Soul Lao also fell into a deep sleep. The situation was not optimistic, and Yue'er's body could no longer allow him to rest any longer.
I separated from them early the next morning and left the inn to go to the Chen family. On the way, I tried flying wings for the first time. I carefully experienced the control method of the wind and was deeply touched in my heart.
Luo Wuchen still went to Feilong Mountain. The construction of the sect in Feilong Mountain was urgent.
Tianbao Pavilion is located in Tianbao Mountain in the south of the city. The long queue in front of Tianbao Pavilion has only grown since yesterday. They are all famous people who came to sign up.
There is a demon genius who can kill the Spirit Emperor as a fellow student. This alone is enough to attract thousands of geniuses to come to join him. This is the future Optimus Pillar.
At this moment in the Chen family, Patriarch Chen Ji warmly entertained him, and then told him about the history of the family. He said very proudly: "Our ancestors have produced celebrities who made weapons..."
Then he told about the glory of the family in those days. It turned out that hundreds of years ago, there was a peerless genius in the family. She was already at the fifth level of the Great Spiritual Master when she was sixteen years old.
At the age of nineteen, she was still stuck at the ninth level of the Great Spiritual Master. In order to break through this bottleneck, she chose to go out to practice.
Decades later, when she returned to the clan, she was already at the sixth level of the Spiritual King, and had a superb weapon refining technique, and later founded Tianbao Pavilion.
It is said that she was an expert in refining weapons at that time, but no one knew where she learned the art of refining weapons, and she never revealed her experience.
She passed on all her weapon refining skills to the descendants of her clan, and the family developed rapidly as a result. Decades later, she became a celebrity in weapon refining, and her cultivation reached the first level of the Spiritual Emperor.
After that, she focused on building several Spirit Emperor-level spiritual weapons for her family. More than ten years later, when the family was at its peak, she suddenly disappeared for unknown reasons.
No one knew where she had gone. The clan spent a lot of energy and money searching all over Xiling Continent but could not find any trace.
After listening to this, Yan Liang sighed for a long time, and then asked: "Grandpa Chen, what level is considered a celebrity in weapon refining?"
"Oh, it's all my fault for being stupid. Liang'er, you just came out not long ago and have never been exposed to these things..." Chen Ji shook his head slightly and laughed at himself.
He then introduced him to some professional knowledge on weapon refining. There are strict levels of weapon refining masters.
From low to high, they are Weapon Refining Apprentice, Weapon Refining Master, Weapon Refining Master, Weapon Refining Grandmaster, Weapon Refining Expert and Weapon Refining Celebrity.
Being a famous weapon refiner is the ultimate goal of every weapon refiner. Legend has it that there is a higher level above this - divine craftsmanship.
According to the clan records, the ancestor once vaguely mentioned that they could refine higher-grade spiritual treasures and also refine a variety of different attributes.
And they can be compatible with different powers, so they can travel in all walks of life and refine horcruxes, underworld weapons, magic weapons, etc.
There was longing in Chen Ji's eyes, and he shook his head unconsciously, and said slowly: "Hey, these are too far away from us..."
After that, Yan Liang was led into the ancestral hall. A huge portrait hung in the middle of the ancestral hall. The woman in the portrait was quite handsome, heroic, and had an ageless face.
Chen Ji stepped forward and bowed before saying: "This is our ancestor Chen Ying, the founder of Tianbao Pavilion."
Yanliang stepped forward and bowed, and after taking a closer look, he found that Yun'er looked somewhat similar to her.
In the evening, Chen Xuan returned to the clan, and the clan held a grand banquet to welcome the two of them.
Yanliang took out the python meat and after grilling it, the aroma spread for ten miles, making everyone feel satisfied.
At the banquet, Chen Yan looked at the other party with a bitter feeling in his heart. After struggling for a long time, he stepped forward to propose a few glasses of wine.
Firstly, it was enough to say hello because they were familiar, secondly, to express gratitude for the previous help, and thirdly, it was just a woman's concern.
In just a few days, the news of the war has spread to more than a dozen surrounding cities, and Iwaliang's reputation has also spread extremely quickly.
Someone named him the number one genius of the Wen Dynasty, and many evil geniuses were eager to challenge him.
Some people also sneered at him after hearing the battle, thinking that he was relying on external forces and not his true ability.
At this time, a woman happened to travel to Shangtian City. She challenged all the geniuses she met along the way. She was very interested in hearing the news and decided to fight with them.
At the same time, the Tianbao Pavilion's entrance ceremony attracted many neutral forces. They brought many gifts early and took the initiative to come to form a good relationship.
The huge square on the front mountain was already filled with densely packed guests.
The emperor and the three princes presented him with generous gifts, and saluted Chen Xuan from a distance, cupping his fists and saying, "Pavilion Master Chen, what a joy to congratulate you!"
Chen Xuan cupped his fists and saluted in return: "It really makes my Tianbao Pavilion shine with the emperor's personal visit!"
"Tianbao Pavilion has recruited many good disciples this year!"
"This is all thanks to the blessings of our ancestors and the blessing of my uncle..."
While the two were chatting, a woman came over. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was as beautiful as a peach and as cold as ice. Her fair and flawless skin showed a faint red pink, and her thin lips were as delicate as rose petals. .
Under the eyebrows are big and beautiful eyes, black shawl-long hair, and a white slim-fitting dress, which sets off the concave and convex figure, and exudes a unique temperament.
She glanced at the people in the field, and paused slightly when she saw Yan Liang, with a flash of light in her eyes, and then murmured to herself: "It is true that the third cultivation of the soul and spirit body is actually a purple gold body. I am here in vain." As soon as I lay down on Xilingzhou..."
Her appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention, and someone immediately came forward to greet her.
But she stretched out her delicate fingers and pointed at Yan Liang, Yan Yu said in a sweet voice: "Do you dare to fight with me..."
"This woman is slightly better than the four beauties. She must not be from our Wen Dynasty, otherwise how could she not know..."
Yan Liang frowned slightly and stepped forward and said, "Today is the entrance ceremony of my Tianbao Pavilion. Can Miss please come again another day?"
She put away her sword energy and nodded slowly, "It doesn't matter, I'll just wait for you..."
"Since we're on a grand occasion, why don't we miss out on gifts?" After saying that, she took out a talisman, waved her hand gently, and the talisman flew over on its own.
Yan Liang grabbed the talisman and took a closer look. He saw that the talisman was golden yellow with sparkling spiritual energy and a small golden sword painted on it. He said with surprise: "This is the sword talisman..."
The woman's eyes were full of surprise, "You actually know the sword talisman. Yes, this sword talisman can be used ten times and can unleash the first-level attack of the Spirit King."
As soon as he said this, everyone in the arena turned to stone. This sword talisman was extremely rare in Xiling Continent, and it was at the Spirit King level. This talisman alone was worth thousands of spirit stones.
If it were put up for auction, the price might increase several times, and many families would be willing to pay a huge price for it. If it is auctioned, it can be used as a family treasure to ensure the safety of the family.
The eldest prince immediately started to think about it. He slowly stepped forward to the woman, cupped his fists and saluted, and said, "I, Wang Chen, am the third prince of the Wen Dynasty. May I ask what the girl's name is?"
I saw him only to see that he was about twenty-six or seven years old, with bronze skin, tall and mighty, wearing a green shirt and robe, with a stern and stern face, and his eyes were as bright as fire.
The woman turned her head slightly, glanced at him indifferently, nodded slightly, her cold face expressionless, then looked at Yanliang again and said: "I'll be waiting for you, don't worry about me..."
There was a hint of anger in the eyes of the third prince, and he hurriedly showed off his ninth-level cultivation as a great spiritual master. He took a few steps forward to block his way, and said in a deep voice: "I intend to date the girl, but the girl ignores her. If it is rude, Don’t you think it’s a bit excessive…”
The woman frowned slightly, with a trace of disgust in her eyes. She ignored him and turned around to walk towards the other side. Unexpectedly, the other party stopped her again.
Her figure flashed out of sight, "Please respect yourself, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless..."
This statement angered the third prince even more. He snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and turned to the other person's shoulder, "I want to see how ruthless you can be."
The woman suddenly revealed her ninth-level cultivation as a great spiritual master, and an extremely strong sword energy rose into the air. Cracks were faintly cut in the void, and everyone felt an inexplicable depression.
