"Senior Brother Wang, do you really want to go back to Qinglian Valley? You can go back to Qinglian Valley for at least half a year. And if you leave Huanglong Palace, you won't have such a good cave to practice."
In Lingquan Cave.
Zuo Xiulan persuaded from the side.
Li Qinglin nodded repeatedly. During this period, their cultivation levels had grown rapidly. Except for occasionally going out to perform a mission, they usually practiced in their respective caves.
The cave in the Immortal Mountain was already full of spiritual energy, and with the help of cost-priced spiritual pills refined by Master Qingyan, his cultivation level grew several times faster than before, almost reaching a rapid pace.
Now that Wang Teng is leaving, they are the ones who are most reluctant to leave.
Chen Qingyan looked at the twenty-seven people in the house and listened to their persuasion. He didn't understand what they really wanted to do. He smiled and took out bottles of pills from the bag on his waist.
"This is all the savings I have. You can use it sparingly. It can last for a year."
After Lin Yaner redeemed her last time and left, she sent a large amount of medicinal materials over the next day.
Because what Chen Qingyan asked for was not some rare and precious medicinal materials, even if the quantity requested was a bit large, Lin Yaner still got it together in a very short time.
Chen Qingyan used his extraordinary alchemy skills and worked around the clock to refine all the medicinal materials into elixirs in just three days.
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Didn't even do the task for this.
However, at this time, his identity token had been changed from the lowest level Huanglong Order to the Green Dragon Order.
The number of accumulated tasks reached an astonishing 370 times.
If it hadn't been delayed these days, it would have definitely broken through 400.
Huanglong Palace disciples had to complete fifty missions to gain permission to board the Five Divine Boats, and he had already completed it.
He also exchanged the "Spirit Devouring Gui Xuan Jue".
The basic purpose of coming to Huanglong Palace has almost been achieved.
As for the fundamental goal, "Black Lotus True Skill", we have to wait until the sect competition four years later before we have a chance to acquire it.
This is the best time to return to Qinglian Valley.
After all, he had to go back and borrow the "Lotus Lake" to speed up the breeding of sword seeds. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain how his "Nine Sword Pills" were born in the competition four years later.
There is no other way. If you want to hide your clumsiness, you have to cover it up, which will inevitably lead to some troubles.
Even though there is a lake of clouds inside him.
But the necessary foreshadowing must still be done in a down-to-earth manner. There is no need to make it public, everyone knows it, but it must withstand investigation.
"Now that Senior Brother Wang has made up his mind, we wish you to nurture the sword seed into a pill as soon as possible." A male cultivator with a beard clasped his fists and spoke.
Yu Wen, Zuo Xiulan, Li Qinglin and other acquaintances could not persuade him any more.
They are actually a little worried inside.
Na Shu Yifei, Prince Jing and others never planned to let Wang Teng go. They were worried that something might happen to Wang Teng after he left Huanglong Palace.
Yuanci Qizhu can refine and shape an important treasure that entrusts Yuan Shen and Evil Infant at the same time. Having one more external incarnation, not to mention how much the strength will change, is equivalent to one more life.
Who can not be moved?
I'm afraid that as soon as Wang Teng walks away, a bunch of people with evil intentions will follow.
There will definitely be major renovations inside.
However, Wang Teng has made up his mind.
To have your own way.
They can't dissuade him.
"Everyone, go back! You just got the elixir. During my absence, you all need to practice in seclusion in the cave. Otherwise, if something happens, it will be beyond your reach and I won't be able to help you."
Chen Qingyan warned. He knew that the team he had built during this period still lacked some backbones. Yu Wen and others were too weak, and at least they needed an overhaul to reduce trouble.
Now without his core, it is destined to become a ball of loose sand.
There is nothing we can do about it. He is the core, the backbone and the soul of the team.
Before leaving, the spirit pills were distributed with the intention of letting them practice honestly.
"With the help of my master, I can return in as little as one year or as long as two or three years."
Chen Qingyan thought for a while, and then said some words of comfort and stability to the soldiers.
Wait for everyone to leave.
Chen Qingyan didn't wait long, activated the cave formation, and went straight to the altar where he first came.
A group of people were already waiting inside.
There are young and old.
Like passengers queuing up to buy tickets at a station.
Chen Qingyan stepped forward and lined up. When it was his turn, he took out the Green Dragon Token and reported the place where he got on and off the boat. A purple mark appeared on the Green Dragon Token.
"Thunder God Boat."
Chen Qingyan looked at the mark and left the altar through another door.
Soon, as the formation was released, he arrived outside the palace.
Different from leaving the palace in order to complete the mission in the past, this time it leads to the location of the Thunder God Boat among the Five God Boats, and there is an open road to walk on.
Chen Qingyan can fly, but it's hard to show it.
Then he followed the crowd and walked honestly.
This trip lasted two hours.
It's very safe on the road.
There are no hordes of ferocious beasts running rampant everywhere.
After all, this is a road section opened up by the Huanglong Palace and specially prepared for the disciples in the palace to go to the "station". The Disciple Affairs Hall has long-term missions of clearing the Five Divine Boats section of the road to eliminate ferocious beasts, and also has an overhaul team to conduct regular clearance operations.
but,
Chen Qingyan didn't feel much at ease in his heart.
He knew that the news of his return to Qinglian Valley would not be hidden from anyone who wanted to know.
Even if no one leaks it within your own team, someone will definitely know.
as expected,
Just when Chen Qingyan climbed over a high mountain and came to the 100-foot-wide Black Moth River, and got on a boat that could only accommodate three people to the center of the river.
An accident happened.
The fog was hazy.
A group of black spots loomed in the thick fog.
The water ripples.
"Ah, it's the black moth!!!"
A female cultivator who was traveling with me was so shocked that her beauty turned pale.
The other person also frowned and had a solemn look on his face.
"The black moths in this section of the river are cleaned every three days. It is difficult to form swarms and have no climate. Where do so many black moths come from?"
Chen Qingyan looked at Black Moth and said calmly, "Sorry, maybe I came down here for you."
The two of them were startled and looked at him seriously.
Chen Qingyan stepped on the river, and the rushing water did not have any impact on him.
He walked to the other side of the river step by step, walking on the waves as if walking on flat ground.
Disappeared in the mist in an instant.
"I remembered who he was." The female cultivator suddenly covered her mouth.
"who?"
"Wang Teng!! The person behind the black moth is going for the Yuanci Qizhu."
...
Chen Qingyan walked into the heavy fog, surrounded by black moths, as big as rabbits, with eyes like wolves, emitting a faint light.
A single black moth can be barely chopped down by a mortal armed with a weapon.
But the number exceeded one thousand, and even the monks had to retreat.
Now, in the mist on the river, there are so many black moths, densely packed, no less than tens of thousands.
There are countless secrets in Huanglong Palace, and there are many ways to raise insects and poisonous insects. The Black Moth River is named after black moths precisely because this river is home to countless black moths and is an excellent breeding place.
For such a unique place, it is natural that some disciples will take a fancy to it, especially those who are strong and capable.
As for the disciple who can control ten thousand moths at once, his cultivation is infinitely close, even if it is not a major cultivation.
Chen Qingyan looked at the swarm of moths that surrounded him tightly, and stopped wasting time before waiting for the person controlling the insects behind him.
The sound of swishing pierced the air, and the Liuhe killing knife escaped, shooting in all directions, and formed a sword formation instantly.
Just twisted.
Densely packed black moths were like black raindrops, falling crazily.
Ah ah ah ah ah--!
Suddenly, a loud roar spread out.
Chen Qingyan saw the black moths around him suddenly flap their wings, and countless powders enveloped the surroundings and merged into the mist.
The moment the roar appeared, his vision became distorted.
This is how terrifying the swarms of black moths are. There are a thousand of them, and the terrifying noise they make at the same time can dissolve the monks alive, and the magic power will also be suppressed under the action of those powders.
Therefore, the black moth has another name - mist moth.
But Chen Qingyan was always waiting where he was.
Let the Liuhe Killing Sword Formation strangle the black moth.
What kind of roar, what kind of powder, even his body couldn't get close, and it was blocked by a layer of invisible strength in the air.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer black moths, suddenly there was a flute sound in the distance, and the moths disappeared into the fog and flowed away with the fog.
Chen Qingyan was surrounded by a sword and his face was expressionless.
Come to the other side of the river.
He looked into the distance, where the sound of the flute was.
There was no choice to go after him.
Because this is Nielongyuan, Daxiu cannot squander his magic power wantonly. After all, he is just a monk, so he shouldn't be too conspicuous.
Just maintain the sword formation, don't fly, just be honest.
At this time, high in the sky, two people stepped on a giant broken sword.
One of them lowered his head and looked down, "That set of soldiers is quite powerful."
"I can't see anything." The other person frowned.
These two people were clearly Shu Yifei and Yuan Chaozai.
If you say it is invisible, then the book will naturally fly away.
"When do you want to take action?" Shu Yifei asked.
"Wait a moment, someone is more anxious than us." Yuan Chaozai looked indifferent.
Shu Yifei was furious, "I want him to die in my hands, and the Yuanci Qizhu is also mine."
"I'm just helping you teach him a lesson." Yuan Chao Zai said calmly.
Shu Yifei had a sullen face.
It's so frustrating to ask for help from others.
If he had Yuan Chaozai's strength, why would he do this?
...
"found it."
In a valley far away on the other side of the Black Moth River.
Luo Tong's eyes shone brightly, and he finally caught Wang Teng's figure from the heavy fog.
"Black Moth has gone back. He failed." Luo Tong said.
Zhao Xi sneered when he heard this, "It's just him Zhang Yikun, and a bug man also came to join in the fun."
"Luo Tong, look around, is there anyone?"
"Yes, one, two, three, three, that's not right! Well, there are a lot of people."
Luo Tong was shocked when he saw a group of men in black cloaks suddenly appearing in the riverside woods where the heavy fog had dispersed.
"ah!"
Luo Tong suddenly screamed, covering his bleeding right eye, and said hastily: "Wanfa Sect, I am a member of Wanfa Sect."
Zhao Xi's expression tightened, "Wanfa Sect? How dare they... Yes, someone told the news about Yuanci Qizhu, which attracted outsiders to spy on it."
"What should I do?" Luo Tong gasped and closed his right eye tightly.
"Wait." Zhao Xi looked gloomy and turned to look at the valley.
In the valley.
Passing through layers of trees, you reach a piece of stone ground in the center.
The one-inch-headed boy sat cross-legged.
The air around him was polluted by the evil spirit of demons.
On the back of the head, a female face gradually emerged.
The restless spiritual energy in the air suddenly became extremely manic.
The wind suddenly picked up.
That is the spiritual energy that fills the world.
A funnel is formed.
One after another they gathered towards the short-haired boy.
A huge amount of evil spirit surged out of the young man's body, and was then swallowed up by the girl on his back.
As time passed, bursts of huge energy began to echo in the valley.
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