Emperor of Nine Suns

On the high platform, Supreme Elder Wan Xiang let out a long sigh of relief. Opposite him, Leng Wanhun's expression changed several times in an instant, and finally he knelt down to Leng Qianxue unwillingly.

"I declare that from today on, Yue Wei will be the deputy sect leader of this sect."

Leng Qianxue's lips parted slightly, and her cold and noble voice echoed through the void. She stretched out the Snow Prison Divine Sword, lightly tapped Yue Wei on the shoulder, and began to exercise the power of the leader of a sect for the first time.

"Thank you, Sect Master, for your great kindness!"

Yue Wei bowed again. He stood up slowly and walked behind Leng Qianxue. Suddenly, huge cheers soared into the sky and shook the sky!

The Xuantian Sect, which had been in turmoil since the death of its old sect leader, finally stabilized completely.

No matter how bloody and tragic the process was, this result was something that everyone was happy to see.

When Leng Qianxue walked down from the ring and came to the high platform where the elders were, Chu Chen's eyes flashed with light, his wings fluttered, and he flew above Leng Wanhun's head. His sharp silver eyes were cold. Look at him.

"You...what are you going to do? Didn't I...didn't I already make Xue'er the sect leader...I am her uncle, don't mess around..."

Before Leng Wanhun's horrified voice could completely subside, a pair of sharp and huge eagle claws descended from the sky, and with just a light grasp, the sinister middle-aged man was crushed to pieces.

For Chu Chen, keeping Leng Wanhun, a big problem on his mind, would be detrimental to Leng Qianxue sooner or later. If she couldn't do anything to kill her relatives, he would do it for her.

Seeing a large pool of bright red flesh and blood fragments spread out, the close followers behind Leng Wanhun were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their hands and feet were weak, and they collapsed to the ground weakly, crying one after another: "Sect Master, spare your life!"

"Okay, the sect leader is kind and won't argue with you." Chu Chen's eyes were stern and he snorted coldly, "I will be honest in the sect from now on. If you have other thoughts, I won't be so easy to talk to."

"Yes, yes, thank you to the divine eagle for not killing, and thank you for your sect leader's benevolence and righteousness. We will work hard for the sect leader in the future..."

A senior sect member named Xuquan Realm was completely frightened by Chu Chen's iron-blooded and thunderous methods and almost went crazy. They knew very well that this Black Eagle had no moral principles and was murderous. He could only hug Leng Qianxue's thigh tightly. In order to survive, everyone who cried for father and mother began to express their loyalty.

"very good,

Just understand the rules, Qianxue, and you can handle the rest yourself. I'm going back. "

Chu Chen moved his lips slightly and glanced at Leng Qianxue, "If you need anything, come to me anytime."

After saying that, he opened a pair of huge wings, hovered over Xuantian Sect for a while, and then flew towards the Eagle's Nest in Black Mist Valley.

Seeing the dazzling silver and black figure slowly disappearing into the horizon, Leng Qianxue exhaled a long breath. In addition to being reluctant to give up, she was also filled with emotions in her heart.

This time, if Chu Chen hadn't brutally suppressed it with iron-blooded tactics, how long would the entire Xuantian Sect have been in chaos?

From the beginning to the end, Chu Chen didn't say anything, and directly suppressed it with the most direct and cruel thunderous means. Looking at the blood-red arena, it was shocking, but it also completely eliminated all uncertain factors.

"Master, thank you very much this time..."

Leng Qianxue muttered something silently in her heart, looking at the direction where the black hawk disappeared, she felt crazy.

But he saw the Supreme Elder walking over with a smile on his face, "Xue'er, although Bai Xuan is very ambitious, the situation he mentioned is very urgent. Do you have any ideas?"

Leng Qianxue was silent for a moment, then slowly uttered two words, "Move the clan!"

Leng Qianxue looked deep into the mountains. The future of the Xuantian Sect would be in a more difficult place. However, with the support of the Black Eagle Master, the girl believed that there would be nothing that could not be explained.

"Master, it would be nice if you were a man. Am I too greedy?" Leng Qianxue murmured to herself in a low voice.

After returning to the Eagle's Nest, Chu Chen's consciousness quickly returned to the body of his Medicine Palace.

Forty-six Yaogong Pills have been refined. During this process, several medicinal materials were wasted due to carelessness, but the total amount of medicinal materials is still sufficient.

The eighth drop of spiritual water in his body gradually took shape. Chu Chen calculated that as long as he refined all the remaining medicinal materials into Yaogong Dan, he should be able to completely stabilize the eighth level of cultivation!

Chu Chen has always been a very efficient person, so he started running towards the medicine refining room every day. Time passed little by little, and jade-white Medicine Palace Pills burst out from the Taiyi Purple Blood Furnace.

While Chu Chen was working hard to refine the Medicine Palace Pill, most of the other disciples at the same time were still painstakingly pondering the conflicts between the medicinal properties of the various medicinal materials of the Medicine Palace Pill.

Except for Chu Chen and Tang Rou, Zhou Mei and Shen Hou's aptitudes were not particularly impressive, and the conflict between thirty-one medicinal materials kept them busy.

It wasn't until the eighth day, after wasting more than eighty doses of medicinal materials, that the two of them finally succeeded in refining the Medicine Palace Pill in tandem.

In the early morning of that day, a hazy white brilliance burst out of Chu Chen's room, making him shake slightly, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

After working hard for so many days, I finally saw results. Deep in the Dantian, eight jet-black spiritual waters were swirling. A hazy Bagua formation was faintly outlined, emitting waves of mysterious fluctuations.

The eighth level of spiritual water!

When the Spiritual Water Bagua Formation is operating, the spiritual power fluctuations produced far exceed those of the Ancient Five Explosive Formations. On one hand, Chu Chen lamented the power of the Spirit Devouring Art, but on the other hand, he also lamented that eight drops of spiritual water are eight drops of spiritual water, far from five. Drops of spiritual water can compare.

From now on, the Ancient Five Explosive Formation, which consumes a lot of life essence, can be completely retired and replaced by the Soul-Eating Bagua Formation. This makes Chu Chen even more excited to see how powerful it will be after digging out the spiritual spring with the Soul-Eating Technique. Effect.

After the bearded instructor knew that the four members of the group he was in charge of had successfully refined the Palace Pill, he immediately summoned everyone early in the morning.

When the four people came to him, he coughed slightly and glanced at the faces of Chu Chen and Tang Rou unconsciously.

"You all completed the first task well. You all successfully refined the Medicine Palace Pill before using up all the medicinal materials..." Looking at the eyes of several people, the bearded man nodded slightly, "Nonsense. I won’t say more. Strictly speaking, your results are not very good, so everyone should work harder in the future. I think you are all at the tenth level of Lingshui... Oh, compared to Chu Chen and Tang Rou Exception, but this next task will be helpful to your cultivation."

"When monks have reached the ten major levels of spiritual water perfection, they must begin to tap into their own potential and dig out the 'spring' of spiritual power in the Dantian Qi sea. For ordinary people to tap the spiritual power spring, they need to work hard to open their bodies bit by bit. Treasure. However, as pharmacists, we naturally do not need to practice bit by bit like ordinary people. There is a magic pill that can help monks specifically tap the potential spring in the body, and that is... Digging Spring Pill! "