"Junior brother, last time I said that I would come to you for a drink to celebrate after taking revenge, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon."
At the wine table, Lu Changqing said with a smile, and he was still leisurely and content when talking about his decisive battle with the Korean army.
Of course, all this was thanks to the true interpretation of swordsmanship. He relied on the annotations to perfect his swordsmanship. At the seventh level of Qi training, he could be said to be invincible and could push through everything.
"Then I would like to congratulate you, senior brother. You have pulled out the thorn in your heart. From now on, your practice will be smooth and you will no longer have any obsessions."
Chen Shen toasted with a glass of wine, then thought again and said:
"Speaking of which, Han Jun's backer is Cheng Ren. You have to be careful, don't let others take advantage of you and take revenge on you."
Hearing this, a trace of helplessness flashed across Lu Changqing's face:
"Junior brother, I am not telling you that you are too cautious. You don't need to think too much about some things. What we cultivate as immortals is pleasure and grudges.
Cheng Ren is not Han Jun's father, and he will not kill the younger ones to bring the older ones, or the older ones to bring the older ones, as you think.
What's more, I am in the sea of clouds, and Cheng Ren has been in Cangwu. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, but his hand can't reach there. "
"You have to be careful about everything and think things through."
Chen Shen doesn't think so. He has always been cautious in his words and deeds, either not doing anything or doing absolutely nothing, to nip all possible accidents in the bud.
Cutting off the roots and eradicating the evil!
"Then junior brother is too underestimated. Senior brother has established a strong group with senior brother Jin Ao in Yunhai. There are even foundation-building monks in it. Why should we worry about a new member of the True Tradition."
Lu Changqing waved his hand, disapprovingly.
"Then I wish you a bright future, senior brother. When we meet again next year, I hope you will be the true successor of foundation building."
The two drank for a while, and Lu Changqing left in a hurry.
Chen Shen sent the other party to the spaceship and waved goodbye.
.....
In mid-July, it is appropriate to break through.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound, and Chen Shen, who was practicing, felt a warm current suddenly flowing through his body, and he felt very refreshed.
"Fifth level of foundation building." Chen Shen opened his eyes and said softly.
Since the middle-grade spiritual root was raised to Dzogchen, the speed of cultivation has been faster than before, and only then can there be another breakthrough in just a few months.
He got up and walked out of the underground palace, intending to go to Manxiang Tower for a drink.
Since Cangwu Heavenly Demon each killed three Jindan True Lords more than two months ago, both sides have restrained themselves a lot.
Yunhai's resources are almost allocated, but small frictions continue, and casualties often occur.
Bodies kept being transported back to Cangwu from Yunhai, so Chen Shen naturally accepted them all.
Nowadays, the benefits of collecting corpses are really not much. In addition to deepening the understanding of the basics of immortality, the most is to replenish the spiritual roots.
Unfortunately, since the middle-grade spiritual root was perfected, there has been no progress. It is estimated that it will take a long time to advance to the upper-grade spiritual root.
Having said that, Chen Shen's fifth-level qi-training colleague is no longer as cold as before.
When the other party saw him, they were all kind and friendly, and he would listen to the bell every day to pick up the corpse. He was not as naive as Meng Bo, and was quite cautious.
He was probably scared by Lu Changqing.
Boom!
As soon as I reached the overpass, I saw a huge ship approaching from the night sky.
No need to think too much, the sea of clouds is dead again.
Wow!
More than thirty disciple corpses fell from high altitude and piled up together.
Chen Shen did not show up and turned back to the courtyard.
At the same time, the first summit meeting hall.
"Aren't they here yet?" Ye Shuangman asked, sitting at the head of the long table.
Standing next to him was a foundation-building monk:
"To report to the young sect leader, Elder Mo Yu said that he is in retreat and cannot come."
"What about the other elders?"
"Many elders said they had something to do and couldn't come."
Ye Shuangman's eyes turned cold and he said solemnly: "Didn't you tell them what this discussion is about?"
"I told you, but I didn't even meet those elders. They were all dismissed by their disciples."
boom!
A True Lord slapped the table: "This is really unreasonable. Do they still see my Ye family and the young sect master in their eyes?"
Apart from a few true monarchs named Ye, there are also many elders with foreign surnames in the meeting hall. One of them said bluntly:
"I guess I am dissatisfied with the young sect master's actions during this period. To be honest, I have a lot of complaints about the young sect master's decisions."
Hearing this, Ye Shuangman's face looked quite ugly, but he still said in a deep voice:
"Since those elders like to sit in Cangwu, let them do it. Here, three true monarchs are selected to guard Yunhai, and their salary will be increased five times. If the spiritual mine produces high-grade spiritual stones, they will be divided equally among the true monarchs who are in charge of Yunhai. If divine iron is produced, it will be chosen and exchanged by the true kings first."
"That's very good!" The eyes of the true kings lit up.
On the second day, Chen Shen and his colleagues began to bury Yunhai disciples.
He also learned a lot from the scenes of these disciples during their lifetime.
"Ye Xun, you are seeking death!"
"There was no winner last time, so let Ye meet you again today."
From the eyes of a foundation-building monk, he saw that in the sky above the sea of clouds, the two true monarchs clashed, and the Golden Core War broke out again.
"Beasts, if you dare to hurt my Cangwu disciple, you are seeking death!"
This is what a seventh-level qi-training monk saw during his lifetime. Originally, a group of qi-training monks were fighting with each other, and then the foundation building suddenly came to an end.
Then, many foundation builders from both sides participated in the fight, and the scene began to become chaotic.
"Damn it, Cang Wu will use his strength to bully the minority. Junior brothers, kill all those brats for me!"
This was seen from a sixth-level Qi-training monk who was about to provide support.
"What are you looking at?"
"What are you looking at?"
When seeing this picture, Chen Shen was stunned.
Because when the two third-level qi-training monks were bickering, there had been no conflict and the surroundings were still calm.
Immediately afterwards, he heard a group of Cangwu disciples coming from behind. Without saying a word, they all rushed towards the monks from the Heavenly Demon Sect who were arguing with the deceased.
Not to mention the monks opposite, even the deceased himself was confused.
real! We were just talking, we never thought about fighting! !
However, the world turned upside down and intensified, eventually turning into a golden elixir war.
After learning the cause and result, Chen Shen couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
I guess even those fund-building elixirs didn't expect that the cause of this battle was just because of the bickering between two miscellaneous fish...
Late August.
A large-scale conflict broke out again in the sea of clouds. The two sects of Cangwu Heavenly Demon, from Qi Lianqi to Jindan, fought fiercely and blood flowed like rivers.
In the evening, the disciple urgently reported:
"Elder Wang was killed in battle!"
The whole sect was in a state of excitement. Another Jindan True Lord fell. This was already the seventh member of the Cangwu Sect who died in battle.
"There have never been so many incidents of golden elixirs falling in Cangwu in two hundred years. He, Ye Shuangman, deserves to die!" Mo Yu shouted angrily.
Early September.
Mo Yu and the five Jindan Zhenjun jointly forced Ye Chen to leave the palace and take charge of the overall situation.
"Do you still have me as the young sect leader in your eyes?"
Ye Shuangman raised his head and looked at Mo Yu and others whose golden elixir power was sweeping across the entire first peak, their faces livid.
"Ye Shuangman, the development of the sect is not child's play. You have destroyed half of Cangwu Sect's great foundation. It is better to practice for a few more years."
Mo Yu did not give Ye Shuangman any face, but called him by his first name, and walked to Ye Chen's retreat in one step.
"I told you that my father is in retreat. How dare you disturb him? Can you bear my father's wrath?"
Ye Shuangman didn't dare to tell the truth, so he could only stand in front of the cave and said with anger on his face.
"Everyone should leave." Jindan Sixth Level True Lord Ye Teng sighed. There were several True Lords surnamed Ye beside him.
"You can't stop me. No one in Cangwu Sect can stop us. We'd better get out of the way, otherwise don't blame us for taking action!"
Mo Yu is very strong and has no fear of the true Lord of the Ye family.
"Who said that?" A breath far more terrifying than all the True Lords present erupted from a distance.
