A pair of playful eyes under the gilt-patterned mask stared at him, causing Lin Changan, who had just broken through the Foundation Establishment, to calm down.
"Senior's great kindness will never be forgotten by Chang'an."
Although he had broken through the foundation building, the feeling of the person in front of him was bottomless. Lin Changan couldn't help but clasp his fists with a grateful expression on his face.
"Do you know the other name for this skill you practice?"
A cold voice came, and Lin Changan was stunned when he heard it. Then under the teasing eyes of the other party, he had a bad feeling.
"The pivot is the sky, the Xuan is the earth, and the Ji is the human being. Another name for this technique is also called 'Tianxuan Jue' by outsiders."
Tianxuan Jue!
After hearing another name for this technique, Lin Changan's eyes widened. Damn it! This is a big joke.
"Lin Chang'an, I remember your name." At this time, the mysterious man looked satisfied, as if the talent and potential he was currently displaying were worthy of remembering his name.
"I don't know, senior?"
At this time, Lin Changan was a little worried. This woman was secretly staring at him, protecting him, and practicing exercises for him. This was very wrong, and she must have something to do with it.
However, facing Lin Changan's inquiry, the eyes revealed by the gilt mask revealed a look of contempt, "You are not qualified to know this now."
"But right now I need you to do something, join Tianxuan Palace!"
After hearing this, Lin Changan's eyes widened, as if to say, are you kidding? Just based on the skills he had practiced just now, he still joined Tianxuan Palace. This was not because he was afraid of death and being buried. It was extremely unlucky.
However, the female cultivator in white rolled her eyes at him and sneered: "What are you afraid of? Monk Kong is here this time. He is a pawn of Tianxuan Palace and is responsible for going to Tianyuan City. This little bald donkey has secretly gathered a few right-hand men recently. It’s just the right time for you to go.”
After hearing that he was finally leaving here, Lin Changan couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Tianyuan City, known as the holy land of casual cultivators, attracted countless casual cultivators from all over the world.
It used to be a chaotic place where dragons and snakes were mixed. With the establishment of Tianyuan City two hundred years ago, the chaos ended, and that land also had a new name, 'Tianyuan Kingdom'.
After hearing this, and seeing that the situation was stronger than others, Lin Changan suddenly showed a determined look, "Senior, don't worry, after junior joins Tianxuan Palace, he will definitely try his best to find out the complete Tianxuan Jue."
I don't know if it was because of the foundation building, but Lin Changan became more courageous. His face was full of determination, but there was a hint of temptation.
However, this mysterious female cultivator looked sideways at him. She was not angry at his careful probing in his words. Instead, she looked straight at him with her eyes exposed under the mask, and finally nodded gently.
"Okay, I hope you can find out the complete Tianxuan Jue." However, Lin Changan did not see the teasing look in the deep black eyes behind the mask.
"Senior, don't worry."
The next moment, the mysterious female cultivator in white slowly disappeared in front of his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness as a foundation-building monk did not notice it at all.
After the woman left, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Lin Changan's back. He had clearly broken through the foundation building stage, but he could not feel the presence of the mysterious person in front of him at all.
"No! Where's this old ghost Lu's magic weapon?"
Lin Changan, who suddenly reacted, looked at the collapsed alchemy furnace and his eyes widened. Where is Old Ghost Lu's magic weapon? And storage bags?
"You are greedy for money even if you sacrifice your life!"
…
At this time, outside the alchemy room, the Dajianmen station was already in a mess. The peace of the past had been disrupted. The entire city was watching the turmoil in the West District and Dajianmen City with tacit understanding.
When Lin Changan walked out, he looked shocked. During the few days he had been in the alchemy room, what happened outside?
"Kill, according to the order of the leader, kill all the rebels!"
The peace of the past has disappeared, and there are killings everywhere. What's more, countless jealous monks have begun to take advantage of the situation, and screams of fighting can be heard from time to time in shops and residences.
Rogue cultivators are the humblest and meanest, but also the most cunning and cruel group of monks. When the city is in chaos, the greed in people's hearts is aroused, causing chaos in an instant. Monks are killed everywhere and shops are robbed. plunder.
Outside the door of an ordinary residence, as the formation opened, an old man over sixty years old came out with a firm face, holding a long sword in his hand.
"Grandpa...Grandpa, don't leave." A six or seven-year-old boy held on to the trouser leg of an old man. The old man had deep eyes, deeply grasped the magic weapon in his hand, and said one word without hesitation. Rushed towards Fangshi.
"My dear grandson, grandpa is not doing it for himself. Just listen to your father and hide it until grandpa comes back!"
He has lived enough. He is very likely to die this time, but he may also bring back enough spiritual objects to make his grandson go further. At this time, the father who was dragging his child back was holding back tears in his eyes and nodded firmly to his father. People like them will never have a chance to get ahead if they don't work hard.
"Father, please get grandpa back quickly. It's dangerous outside."
The six or seven-year-old child only knew that the outside was full of danger, and he cried anxiously and begged his father. However, his father fell silent this time, and his rough palms slowly stroked his head, with a kind look in his eyes. .
Lin Changan saw with his own eyes this old man who was in the middle stage of Qi training rushing into a shop with a long sword and a magic weapon, and then there was a miserable scream.
"The boss!" A woman's sad cry came from a shop.
This grandpa obviously wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the city to do some calamity cultivation. If he succeeded, he would get generous rewards and his grandson would have more resources to practice. This is love.
But the people in this shop are so innocent, but they feel hatred because of love. But Lin Changan knew that this shop was also covered in blood.
At this moment, it is a naked survival law of the jungle and the strong, and it is also the greatest evil of human nature.
…
Copper ore.
"Murong Yue, you bitch! You betrayed the sect!"
Elder Ma's face was stained with blood, and he looked at Murong Yue who was leading the rebellion and was filled with deep hatred. Although there were few disciples behind him at this time, they were not at a disadvantage.
"Ma Hong, you old guy, you are the one who caused the rebellion. I, Murong Yue, did this all for the sake of the sect!"
Murong Yue was dodging while controlling the sword, a magic weapon, and her white dress was already stained with beguiling blood flowers. However, at this moment, she exuded a strange sense of beauty.
Especially those eyes. As the youngest being, Murong Yue's eyes revealed fiery ambition.
"Li Han, Qi Feng, this old guy has been a slave for so long. Now the situation has changed and it's our turn to be the master of the family."
Five to six hundred monks all around looked at Murong Yue. At this moment, they seemed to be venting the anger in their hearts.
"Everyone, the master has an order to kill all the rebellious people. In the future, we can live uprightly in our sect."
Among the crowd, Qi Feng worked the hardest, shouting excitedly to win over people's hearts. It was he who instigated the riot in the copper mine, and countless oppressed monks resisted.
Although Li Han didn't want to get involved, he had no choice at the moment and had no choice but to join in order to survive.
Most of the countless oppressed monks had lost their fighting spirit, but under coercion, they had no choice but to join in. The fighting awakened the blood in their hearts and aroused the hatred in their hearts.
"Murong Yue, you cheap maid!"
Lu Changan, who was dressed in black and staggered on a silver giant sword, rushed over from nowhere. As soon as he met, he roared ferociously.
Murong Yue, who was fighting fiercely with Elder Ma, raised her hand and a fireball hit him. Senior Brother Lu immediately dodged in embarrassment. From the darkening look on his face, it was clear that he had been poisoned.
"Lu Chang'an, if it weren't for the master's order to spare your life, you would have died long ago."
Under Murong Yue's taunt, Senior Brother Lu was so angry that he just wanted to go up and fight, but was hurriedly stopped by Li Jian who came over.
"Senior Brother Lu, you are the future of our sect!"
"Haha, Lu Changan, seeing your current level of cultivation, I know that you, a loser, must have failed to break through and wasted one of the sect's foundation-building pills."
Murong Yue said with a sarcastic sneer. Senior Brother Lu from afar was so angry that his face turned red. He was so angry! If he hadn't been careless, how could he have been fooled by this bitch?
"Wind Locust Sword Rain!"
Suddenly there was an angry shout, and Su Ding, the male monk who was kidnapped together back then, appeared directly behind Elder Ma, and when he raised his hand, a burst of sword energy like a rainstorm struck madly.
Seeing the sudden sword energy, Elder Ma hurriedly dodged, and couldn't help but roared: "Wow, the sect has raised you for so many years, and you have started to eat the master one by one. We should have trained you rebellious guys into adults back then. puppet."
After appearing, Su Ding was dressed in green clothes and holding a medium-grade magic weapon sword. At this time, there was only unforgettable hatred in his eyes, and the sword energy in his hand poured out like a violent storm.
"Junior sister, please join forces to kill this old guy!"
Su Ding and Murong Yue, who were at the ninth level of Qi training, joined forces and killed Elder Ma in a panic. Especially Murong Yue, who had used a powerful talisman to sneak attack him from the beginning, otherwise he would not have suffered so badly. of injury.
The inside of the mine and the woods outside are full of fights between monks. Most of the early stage of Qi training is close combat. Only the monks in the middle stage of Qi training and above can shoot fireballs, earth spikes, and icy rain at each other. A dizzying sight.
"Zhang Qing, Li Wei, the situation is over. Stop struggling. The sect's headmaster was already seriously injured when he arrived. There is not much chance of winning."
"And none of us are rebels. These are decades of grievances." At this time, Li Han faced his former colleagues Li Wei and Zhang Qing, and he continued to lobby in a calm battle.
But there was only panic in Zhang Qing's eyes. He still had his family. This time it was not an enemy that had invaded the sect, but an internal fight within his own family.
The former headmaster and the current headmaster were fighting, and the two foundation-building monks were fighting outside Shanjiaofang City.
Li Wei's face was full of anger, he stared at Li Han and roared: "Li Han, Senior Brother Lin brought you white-eyed wolves out, and now you are all following Murong Yue to cause trouble. Do you still have any conscience?"
"Today, whenever Senior Brother Lin joins forces with his former headmaster, I will accept it and watch the show without saying a word. But who are you? Murong Yue, a cheap servant, just wants to seize power and has such delusions!"
Li Han was so beaten that he almost vomited blood. In fact, it was not Li Wei's fault. In this chaotic battle, most of the monks knew that it was an internal fight. Therefore, despite the fierceness of the fight, they secretly reserved some strength and waited for the battle at the foot of the mountain. The winner is decided at the end.
Therefore, it seemed that the beating was brutal, and only those monks who had hatred and were overly oppressed were desperate, but more people with families were hesitant.
At this moment, they are betting on both sides, and the outcome is not something they can control at all. Whether the former head coach or the current head coach wins or loses, it is related to their future.
Especially these oppressed monks are not stupid. At this time, they stand up to rebel and respond to the previous leader. This is the only chance to make a choice. If you win the bet, you will become a real disciple of the sect in the future. If you lose, the worst is to continue mining and be exploited. .
"Brother Han Tao, you saw that those people over there are Old Man Ma's disciples."
In the chaotic woods, a monk pointed forward cautiously, and behind him stood a figure that exuded a strange smell.
The figure's body was stiff, and the talisman on his forehead was obviously a sign that the puppet had not yet been completed. The monk turned his head and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure, with a look of unbearable color in his eyes.
"Brother Han, you helped me in the sect back then, and I can do it with a little effort this time, but you should know that once I smash this soul-inducing bell, although you will be free for a short period of time, the price will be your soul flying away in the end. Disperse."
Han Tao went crazy and killed several of Elder Ma's children and concubines some time ago. In the end, Elder Ma became so angry that he made Han Tao into a living puppet. You can imagine the pain involved.
At the moment, Han Tao has clearly been deliberately tortured and delayed. The human puppet has not yet been completely refined. His consciousness is still there, but he is unable to recover.
"Brother Han, this old dog is probably not going to survive now. If you blink, I will help you relieve your pain right now."
The monk couldn't bear to look at Han Tao, who had been taking care of him in the sect. However, with his only remaining consciousness at this time, Han Tao stared at several figures in the distance with red eyes. They were the disciples of Elder Ma. Several disciples.
He could no longer speak, couldn't even control his body, and even his consciousness had fallen into chaos from time to time. But when he saw Elder Ma and his disciples, the unprecedented hatred made him sober for the first time.
After seeing this scene, the disciple sighed and shook his head, and slowly took out the soul-inducing bell that controlled Han Tao. The next moment, he swung the long knife in his hand, and the soul-inducing bell, which was already full of cracks, let out a final mournful cry.
The next moment, Han Tao's eyes were red, and a ferocious expression gradually appeared on his face. The moment the soul-inducing bell shattered and its aura completely dissipated, his body rushed out like a cannonball.
Roar!
At this time, Han Tao let out an inhuman roar of hatred, and the monk hiding in the darkness of the forest looked at the bloodthirsty scene in the distance. His eyes dimmed and he finally sighed, leaving behind a word and the figure quickly disappeared. In place.
"Brother Han, I also have a family, so I can only help you so far. I just hope that you and I will be mortals without spiritual roots in our next lives."
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