One month after the collapse of Yunhai Sect.
Chen went out to the market late at night to buy and sell elixirs, and heard monks talking about it while eating in a restaurant.
"It seems something is going to happen over there in the sea of clouds."
"Yes, my brother refused to listen to the dissuasion and insisted on going there. Now he can't come back. There should be a fight over there."
“I heard that it was because we couldn’t reach a deal on a spiritual mine, and the top management of both parties wanted it, so they almost turned the table over.
I think it would be better for both parties to take a step back and share the income from the spiritual mine equally. Wouldn't it be better to be harmonious and make money? "
"You know a hammer, my inner sect brother said that it is a medium-grade spiritual mine, and none of the respective Golden Core Lords are willing to compromise."
"Then there's no need to talk."
"I just don't know if it will affect us."
"...."
"The strength of the two sects is about the same. If they start fighting, there will be no benefit to either side. I just don't know what Brother Lu is doing over there."
Chen Shen lowered his head and murmured. After a while, he finished paying the bill and returned to the Sky Burial Mountain.
After half a month.
jingle.
A huge flying boat sailed from the horizon to Tianzheng Mountain, from far to near.
Not long after, the body fell again like dumplings.
"These disciples all died fighting for the sect. Regardless of their status, they are all buried as inner sect disciples, with inscriptions and monuments engraved on them."
On the ship, a voice spread near the overpass, and then, huge waves of spiritual power rippled, and the airship circled non-stop and disappeared into the horizon.
Chen Shen counted about forty or fifty corpses.
Standing next to him was a fifth-level qi-training monk who was the new corpse collector.
When the corpse collector saw Fei Zhou go away, he turned around and returned to the attic.
He lived in the house owned by Lu Changqing. Chen Shen didn't want to cause any more accidents, so he dismantled the magic circle in the courtyard to avoid trouble.
There was still a spirit gathering array left in the house that had not been dismantled, so this person hid in his room day and night to practice, and now he went out.
This indifferent attitude made Chen Shen feel at ease. As long as he didn't make trouble, the other party could do anything.
Five days later, Chen Shen finished burying all the corpses, averaging ten graves a day.
He said it took five days, but he could actually solve it in minutes, and that's exactly what he did.
First, a dozen corpses were moved to the inner gate for burial, and then pits were dug with spiritual power, and wooden monuments were erected with calligraphy inscriptions.
The rest of the time I spent hiding in the underground palace practicing, and didn't go back until dusk.
oh? Why? Is there an underground palace over there?
That's right, Chen Shen almost hollowed out a third of the Celestial Burial Mountain.
From the overpass to the inner gate burial area, the ten feet deep underground have already been completely empty.
In the center is a huge martial arts arena and training room, etc., and the rest are long corridors like a maze.
In order to avoid danger, he also dug several escape routes leading to the cantilever of Celestial Burial Mountain.
.......
Ten days later, on the winter solstice, it snowed.
Chen Shen saw the flying boat approaching again, leaving more than thirty corpses behind.
"This spiritual mine belongs to my Cangwu Immortal Sect. If you dare to mine it secretly without telling me, are your Heavenly Demon Sect looking for death?"
He saw the brief scene of the sea of clouds through the scene before the death of the body.
Jindan Zhenjun was furious, and the Demon Sect secretly mined the middle-grade spiritual mineral without an agreement between the two parties, and a war broke out.
boom!
Chen Shen saw from the picture that the light shone in a radius of ten miles, and the terrifying golden elixir pressure swept across the world.
The golden elixir fight was like a thunder explosion, the sound was deafening, and the dazzling light flashed one after another.
Immediately afterwards, an aftershock shot towards the corpse, and the scene was interrupted.
January.
Chen Shen broke through to the late stage of the third level of foundation building.
"He who shed blood and sacrificed his life for our sect should be buried with the rites of an inner sect disciple!"
A small-scale conflict broke out between Cangwu Sect and Yunhai Sect again, resulting in more than ten casualties.
January 15th.
Zhenjun Ye Long, who was in charge of the sea of clouds, returned to his sect.
Chen Shen took the time to go to Yilimanxiang Tower and learned about this situation from the monks.
"Have you heard that Lord Ye Long, the First Peak, has returned from the sea of clouds?"
"It seems that after returning from a serious injury, Elder Ye Long had a fight with the Golden Pill of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Both True Lords almost died. In the end, both parties were unwilling to continue like this. It seems that the spiritual mine was divided equally, with each taking half of the proceeds."
"That's good, so as not to cause trouble and kill people again, one of my confidante is still over there."
"It sounds like you have a few confidantes."
"Don't be bitter, senior brother, I am also handsome and talented."
"..."
In February, Chen Shen spent the New Year in Tianzhan Mountain.
He bought some ingredients and made a clay hot pot in the yard to try it out.
The fragrance overflowed and reached the opposite door. The monk from the opposite door even came out and meowed several times.
Hearing the constant stabbing sounds in the courtyard opposite, he hesitated to speak.
The main reason was that Chen Shen had his back turned to him. As a monk, he couldn't save his dignity and took the initiative to talk to him.
........
Time is unknown in the mountains, and another three months of the peaceful life of cultivating immortals passed in the blink of an eye.
Early May.
"Enemy attack! The Heavenly Demon Sect is invading, Yunhai asks the sect for support!"
"Yunhai encountered a powerful enemy, and the elder asked the young sect master to come for support!"
In the Cangwu Immortal Sect, two blood shadows flew past quickly, and the cry for help spread throughout all the mountain peaks.
Ye Shuangman was shocked and quickly opened his eyes from practice and went to the meeting hall.
In the main hall, all the Jindan True Monarchs had already arrived, and he saw two disciples lying on the ground covered in blood.
"What happened to Yunhai?" Ye Shuangman came over quickly and asked in a deep voice.
The two disciples had already fainted, but it was a golden elixir master who solved his doubts:
"Over the sea of clouds, a deacon of our sect and several disciples dug a ten-meter-wide high-grade spiritual stone in the spiritual mine."
“I wanted to keep it privately and take it back to the sect, but unexpectedly, one of the disciples spilled the beans and the Heavenly Demon Sect overheard it.
The devil asked for an explanation. How could our sect admit it and execute the disciple who leaked the truth?
But who knows that the son of the leader of the Heavenly Demon has been there for several days and has led several Jindan True Lords. The Heavenly Demon Sect has a large number of people, and the war breaks out immediately. The few Jindan elders of our sect are simply invincible. Now we need to Send more True Lords over immediately. "
After hearing this, Ye Shuang's face was extremely ugly. He wanted to cut the executed disciple into pieces.
But now is not the time to be angry at all. Ye Shuangman looked at a true king:
"Elder, please go and invite the sword-bearing elder over!"
The True Lord pondered, and just as he was about to speak, a monk came out of the hall.
"Young Sect Master, elders, the true disciple of Law Enforcement Peak, Yun Qingying, is asking for an audience."
"Oh?" Ye Shuangman's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Please come in quickly."
After a while, a majestic young man walked in with a long sword on his back and sharp eyes.
"Junior Brother Yun, but the sword-wielding elder wants to take action?"
"Not really!"
Hearing this, the hope in Ye Shuangman's eyes turned into disappointment: "What?"
"Master asked me to tell the young sect leader that he is only responsible for keeping an eye on the Cangwu Sect and does not care about anyone outside the sect!"
Yun Qingying said her intention expressionlessly, then bowed slightly and left without any sloppiness at all.
