The Rise of the Shen Family

In a cave in the back mountain of Qingyunmen, Qingyang Zhenren in a white robe was sitting at the top with a serious expression, while Zhentian Zhenren was sitting next to him.

"In order to have a glimpse of the Yuanying Dao, I have not asked about the sect for nearly a hundred years. I didn't expect that the situation between the sect and Lingnan would turn into what it is now."

When Zhentian Zhentian told Qingyang Zhenren about the major events that had happened in the sect and Lingnan Xiuxian realm in the past hundred years, the latter couldn't help but sigh, and there was a hint of remorse in the vicissitudes of life.

A hundred years ago, in order to fully attack the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Stage, he handed over all affairs in the sect to the two people at that time, Master Ziyun and Master Cangsu.

Now, when he returns to the sect again, he finds that things have long gone wrong.

Zhentian Zhenren, who was still a foundation-building cultivator at the time, had already succeeded in forming an elixir, but Ziyun Zhenren, who was an old man of the sect, unexpectedly fell.

Among the current sects, there are not many people he still knows...

After all, time has passed in a hurry, and nearly a hundred years have passed. How many hundred years can even a Foundation Establishment cultivator live?

And the most important thing is that during the hundred years he has been in seclusion, the situation in the Lingnan Xiuxian world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

On this side, Zhentian Zhenzhen just sat there quietly and did not speak.

When he was still a foundation-building cultivator, Qingyang Zhenren was already a late-stage Jindan powerhouse in the Lingnan cultivating world, and there was no intersection between the two at all.

So now sitting together face to face, he can't say what it is.

"How is Junior Brother Cangsu now?"

Qingyang Zhenren turned to look at Zhentian Zhenren, and said slowly.

"Senior Brother Cangsu is still in a coma, but the injuries in his body are already showing signs of improvement!"

Zhentian Zhenzhen sighed with a dignified expression.

Hearing this, Master Qingyang couldn't help but nodded slightly, and his frowning brows stretched.

Cangsu Daoist is a veteran Jindan Daoist of the sect. Not only has his cultivation reached the middle stage of Jindan, but he also has extremely rich experience in handling various sect events.

At this time, whether it is physical strength, wisdom, knowledge, or experience, he is the most peak moment in his entire cultivation career, and it is also the best time to be a teacher.

Therefore, if Master Cangsu were to fall, it would definitely be a huge loss for the current Qingyunmen.

After a moment of silence, Master Qingyang asked again:

"What about the casualties and various property losses of the sect disciples in this battle?"

"In this battle, almost half of the inner disciples in the foundation-building stage suffered casualties, and there were thousands of outer disciples and handymen in the Qi training stage..."

"Fortunately, before the war started, Senior Brother Cangsu and I moved the inner disciples and true disciples of the Qi training period to the back mountain in advance. These people did not suffer any casualties."

Hearing this, Qingyang Zhenren's gloomy and extremely gloomy face became slightly better, and the fierce killing intent on his body gradually dissipated.

Those who can become inner disciples of Qingyunmen during the Qi training period, all of these people are people with excellent spiritual roots, and as for the true disciples of the sect, they are the future Jindan seedlings.

In the now huge Qingyunmen, there are a total of twelve inner disciples in the Qi training period, and there are only six true disciples who can be trained as the future Jindan Zhenren.

These talents are the foundation of Qingyunmen's ability to continue to pass on.

"In addition, nearly 400 buildings collapsed in various places in the sect, and nearly 300 acres of various medicine fields were damaged, including several third-order medicine gardens..."

"The Zongmen's guardian formation is almost paralyzed because the base of the formation is too damaged, and the protection formations of the four big cities under Qingyun Mountain also need to be repaired..."

Zhentian Zhenren reported the damages in various places in the sect to Qingyang Zhenren in detail, and the total of these losses was as high as nearly one million low-grade spirit stones.

With such a huge number of spiritual stones, even a large sect like Qingyunmen, which has been passed down for thousands of years in the Lingnan land, will be hurt if they try to collect them.

"In addition to the consumption of a large amount of spirit stones to rebuild the mountain gate, the pensions of those killed disciples will also be a large amount of expenditure, and there is a need to reward some families for meritorious deeds."

"With the meager family background in the sect today, we can't afford these expenses at all!"

Zhentian Zhenren couldn't help but look up at Qingyun Zhenren and said in a deep voice.

Over the past few decades, Qingyunmen has spared no effort to supply Qingyang Daoist, so that it can successfully hit the threshold of Nascent Soul Avenue.

And this not only drained the family wealth accumulated by Qingyunmen for thousands of years, but also severely scraped all the families in the four counties of Qingyun.

Although Qingyang Zhenren has now achieved his wish and became a great cultivator of Yuanying, there is only an empty shell left in Qingyunmen.

On this side, Master Qingyang fell into silence. He naturally knew how many resources the sect had consumed in order to fully supply him with cultivation over the years. That was a huge astronomical figure.

And only he knew that the resources provided by the sect only accounted for one-third of the total resources consumed by his entire process of gathering babies.

If he hadn't had another chance, he wouldn't have been able to take that last step!

"Someone will pay for the cost of rebuilding the mountain gate and the expenses for compensating the fallen disciples!"

After a moment of silence, the murderous words of Qingyang Zhenren suddenly sounded slowly in Zhentian Zhenren's ears.

After hearing this, Zhentian Zhen couldn't help but look up at him. The former clearly understood the meaning of Qingyang's words.

"The law enforcement hall will be dispatched immediately to thoroughly investigate the various aristocratic families in Pingzhou, but all families who have taken refuge in the Wuji sect before or have secretly supported the Wuji sect will be killed without amnesty, and all family properties will be confiscated."

"Furthermore, it is allowed to report among the various families in Pingzhou. If the accusation of the accused is confirmed, the informant will receive the reward he deserves!"

The two words of Qingyang Zhenren directly turned into two auras and flew out of the cave, and then echoed over the entire Qingyun Mountain.

Say what you say, this is the great cultivator of Yuan Ying!

When the solemn and solemn voice suddenly sounded in the sky, several dazzling auras shot up from Qingyun Mountain and flew into the distance.

On this side, Qingyang Zhenren's Fa Yu did not immediately dissipate with the wind, but rolled away towards all corners of Pingzhou through the ubiquitous breeze.

. . . . . .

Yunbei City, the City Lord's Mansion.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance was standing on a high-rise building, and his deep eyes were cast to the top of Qingyun Mountain from a distance.

"finally come!"

He had put the fate of the entire family on Qingyunmen before, and now it is finally time for this round of shuffling.

At the same time, the aristocratic families all over Pingzhou became restless in an instant, and everyone understood that a bloody killing was about to begin.

. . . . . .

In the cave mansion behind Qingyun Mountain, Zhentian Zhenzhen hesitated for a while, and then said:

"Senior brother, dealing with those aristocratic families with such iron-blooded means will probably only make some of them more resolutely to go under the command of the Promise Sect."

Hearing this, Qingyang Zhenren's vicissitudes of life couldn't help flashing a lonely color.

After a long time, he sighed softly:

"I don't know, old man, it's just that I can't wait..."

"What do you mean, brother?"

Zhentian Zhenzhen looked up at Qingyang Zhenren, who had a lonely face, and asked inexplicably.

However, the latter just smiled lightly, and did not directly answer Zhentian Zhenren.

"By the way, why can't I see Zhuqing?"

Qingyang Zhenren suddenly remembered something and asked again.

"When the sect was in crisis, Senior Brother Cangsu and I had already made the worst plan, and asked Senior Nephew Zhuqing to go to the secret stronghold in the Hengdan Mountains to retreat in advance."

Facing the inquiry, Zhen Tianren said slowly.

"I sent someone the news of my brother's departure yesterday. I think he should have known it by now."

Hearing this, Qingyang Zhenren nodded slightly.

Long Zhuqing was a direct disciple he received a year before he retreated to the realm of Nascent Soul, and he had high hopes for this disciple back then.

However, because of his long-term retreat, he did not personally teach this disciple for a long time, so he still felt very indebted in his heart.

. . . . . .

After the Qingyang Master and the two negotiated the reconstruction of the mountain gate and the liquidation of those families, the two of them analyzed the current chaotic Lingnan situation.

"The battle a few days ago was due to the sudden withdrawal of the fifth-order corpse that allowed us to win, but as long as the foreign forces are not eliminated or withdraw from Lingnan, the war between us and them will be far from over. "

Qingyang Zhenren looked at Zhentian Zhenren next to him and said with a very serious expression.

Hearing this, Zhentian Zhenzhen nodded slowly, obviously he also understood that the sect and the Promise Sect and the foreign forces were immortal.

"It's just that this foreign force seems to have a lot of background. At the same time, it also has Nascent Soul cultivators. With our current power, it may not be easy to completely eradicate or expel it."

At this time, Qingyang Zhenren, who was sitting upright, shook his head slightly and said solemnly:

"The old man has already figured out these days that the reason why the foreign forces came to Lingnan should be to avoid the enemies of the outside world.

"And the pattern of light that suddenly appeared in the sky that day, it was the Nascent Soul monks in Lingbei who detected their traces."

"So the old man guesses that it won't be long before someone will come from Lingbei Xiu Xianjie!"

The remarks of Qingyang Zhenren made Zhentian Zhenren stunned, because the amount of information contained in it was too large.

Someone from Lingbei will enter the land of Lingnan!

You must know that since their ancestors were exiled to the land of Lingnan, their connection with the Lingbei Xiu Xianjie has long been cut off.

For nearly 10,000 years, no one from Lingbei has ever entered the land of Lingnan!

And this time, people from Lingbei entered Lingnan, and it was a blessing or a curse for everyone in Lingnan!

"This time the people from Lingbei entered Lingnan, it is an opportunity for us, but the most important thing for us now is to strengthen our own strength."

Qingyang Zhenren's voice resounded in Zhentian Zhenren's ears again.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Zhentian Zhenren looked up at Qingyang Zhenren, but when he saw the look in the latter's eyes, he seemed to have understood.

"The old man will go for a walk near the sea in a few days, and meet the two fellow Daoists of the Loose Cultivation Alliance!"

. . . . . .

Luqiu Mountain, in a hall in the Wuji Sect.

The real Junshan in a black robe sat on the first seat, and on both sides of him were the real master Wushang and Ye Ming, who had successfully formed a pill.

The entire hall was silent, and the atmosphere seemed very depressed.

After being silent for a long time, the real person Jun Shan sighed slowly:

"I didn't expect that Qingyang Lao'er would really achieve the Supreme Nascent Soul Avenue!"

His weak voice was full of loneliness, jealousy, and deep unwillingness, but more of it seemed to be envy.

He and Qingyang Zhenren were almost the same generation of Lingnan cultivators, and he was also a late Jindan cultivator who was famous in Lingnan.

And the common goal of the two of them is to have a glimpse of the Yuanying Avenue.

Now the other party has succeeded, and he himself almost died in order to glimpse the Yuan Ying Dao, so he had to switch to the ghost path, and he became a person and a ghost today.

How could this please him!

However, no matter how reluctant he was, it was already a certainty that Qingyang Zhenren became a great cultivator of the Yuan Ying.

"The Qingyunmen suffered heavy casualties this time, and now Qingyang Zhenren has become a Nascent Soul cultivator again. This is extremely unfavorable for us!"

Wushang said with a worried expression on his face.

At this time, Ye Ming, who was full of strange white hair, suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"If those outsiders hadn't suddenly retreated that day, we would not have fallen short, and maybe Qingyunmen would have already been destroyed."

For his remarks, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Both Junshan and Wushang remained silent.

Although this is indeed the truth, they did not dare to question those outsiders, especially at this time when the other party had already revealed the cultivator of the Nascent Soul.

In the end, it was the real person Jun Shan who spoke slowly and decided:

"Okay, it's useless to talk about the past. Now we have to join forces with those outsiders to fight against the Qingyang old ghost who has become a Nascent Soul cultivator."

. . . . . .

Somewhere in the Hengduan Mountains, in a dark and damp cave, a boundless and strange black mist was overflowing from one of the cave houses with the stone gates closed.

In front of the tightly closed stone gate, the two ghost-faced black-robed men knelt there tremblingly. Their faces hidden behind the ghost-face masks were already pale, and beside them was the terrifying human-shaped corpse.

I don't know how long it took before the black mist in the cave began to slowly weaken, and a powerful divine consciousness shrouded the two ghost-faced black-robed men.

At this moment, a strange and hoarse voice came out slowly from behind the stone gate.

"Older Qingxu of Xuanji Temple has already deduced the trace of this seat. If he wants to come to the five holy places in the Eastern Region, he will know the trace of this seat in the near future, and he will definitely send someone here."

"Now that this seat has been successfully seized, we will be able to leave in a few days. The two of you will take this seat with this nine secluded blood corpse to protect this seat, and you must not disturb this seat for retreat!"

"My subordinate understands!"

The two ghost-faced men in black robes hurriedly knelt down and responded.

After a few breaths, the cave fell into a strange silence again, and those extremely evil black mists spilled out from behind the stone gate again.

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(No anti-theft today, see the results and consider whether to continue.)

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