Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

On that day, after Zao Wou-ki finished arranging things, he changed into a dragon robe and wore an ordinary brocade robe, with Sikong Wuya following him.

"Your Majesty, just let the old minister handle the matter about the prince, how can you let you go in person? Where is the Great Yan Dynasty, once discovered, I am afraid..."

Sikong Wuya said afterwards, he didn't dare to go on.

The Great Zhou and Great Yan Dynasty had never dealt with each other. If it weren't for a holy mansion in the middle, there was also a Great Xia Dynasty gazing at them. I am afraid that a war would have erupted between the two countries.

The strength of the three dynasties maintains a certain balance, but once the emperor of a certain dynasty disappears, the other two dynasties will definitely take action to carve up the territory.

"It's okay, let's go back in a few days." Zao Wuji said lightly.

Perhaps he has been in the palace for a long time, and he wants to go for a walk.

When Sikong Wuya saw this, it was hard to say anything at the moment.

The two took the spirit boat to Dayan.

Within the Green Mountain Sect.

Qingshan Daoist is thinking about how to get an inheritance. To apply to become an eight-grade Sect, you must have an inheritance.

"Master, let's use thirty Third Stage days as the inheritance Cultivation Technique, that's all right." Lin Wentian sat down and said.

Qingshan Daoist also thought about using the thirty Third Stage days as the inheritance of the Cultivation Technique, but in his Qingshan School, apart from Chen Ming, no one can cultivate the thirty Third Stage days.

"But the problem is, we Sect, besides Cang Xuan, who else will?" Qingshan Daoist said helplessly.

Jiang Haoran knocked the melon seeds and made comments from time to time.

"Even if we have inherited Cultivation Technique, disciples are not enough." Jiang Haoran said.

There are only eleven disciples of the Qingshan School, plus Wenren Chuchu.

Moreover, Wenren Chuchu is still cultivating outside, just cultivating in the Qingshan School.

"Apply for the 8-Rank Sect, we are not in a hurry now." Lin Wentian continued.

"Why are you not in a hurry? My eyebrows are burning!" Aoyama Daoist said loudly.

Zhao Rong told him that the Holy Mansion was about to open Azure Dragon Fairy Mansion.

At that time, the weak Sect doesn't even have the qualifications to exist.

If you want to protect yourself in troubled times, you can only take Sect Ascension to one level.

Lin Wentian and Jiang Haoran bowed their heads sadly.

Qing Shan Daoist sat on it, closing his eyes and thinking deeply.

He is not worried about recruiting disciples. You can't recruit in a small town, you can go to the city.

Just inheriting the Cultivation Technique is more difficult. Moreover, his Green Mountain Sect has no foundation yet.

Worry!

Qingshan Daoist sat in the stone house worrying, while Chen Ming and Wen Ren Chuchu were drinking tea in their own stone house.

This tea was brought by Wenren Chuchu from the family, with a strong Spirit Power and a delicate fragrance.

In order for Cang Xuan to discuss with her, she did not hesitate to spend her money.

"You drank the tea too, can you discuss it with me?" Wen Ren Chuchu looked at Chen Ming and said.

"Don't worry." Chen Ming said lightly.

After drinking the tea, Chen Ming went to the mountainside with her again and again under Wenren Chuchu's repeated invitations, ready to discuss.

Cao Meng and the others, as soon as they heard they wanted to learn from each other, they hurried out to watch.

Qingshan Daoist, who was suffering from a headache in the stone house, also came out, with a hand on his back, standing on the top of the mountain, watching the discussions halfway through the mountain.

"Give you a chance to make a sword." Chen Ming said calmly.

"Arrogant!" Wenren Chuchu put out his sword, running his whole Spirit Power, Sword Qi raged, and Sword Ray shot out one after another.

When Wenren Chuchu took out his sword, Chen Ming took out the Flying Sword and used his two-fingered sword to deal with Wenren Chuchu.

Chen Ming cut down with a sword, carrying a strong Sword intent, and defeated the enemy with one move.

"You lost." Chen Ming said lightly.

Since acquiring the Sword intent, Chen Ming's Sword Technique has become more powerful.

"Our seventh brother is too powerful, and defeat the enemy with one move!"

"Moreover, Wenren Chuchu was the one who lost!"

"Sure enough, our seventh brother is too enchanting."

...

Cao Meng and the three of them talked where.

But Lin Wentian and the others have long been used to it. In the last Azure Dragon Island competition, Wen Ren Chuchu lost to Chen Ming, and this time he couldn't win.

Chen Ming collected his sword and returned to his own stone house. While tasting tea, he absorbed the Spirit Power emitted by the top-grade Spirit Stones.

This is one of the bets. If Chen Ming loses, he will teach Wenren Chuchu the Sword Technique. If Wenren Chuchu loses, he will give Chen Ming a hundred top-grade Spirit Stones.

After all, it is a hidden family, there is no shortage of resources or something.

One hundred top-grade Spirit Stones, to Wenren Chuchu, are nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

In the next few days, Wen Ren Chu Chu was thinking of various ways to discuss with Chen Ming.

And Chen Ming, in line with the lamb delivered to the door, is neither white nor white.

Every day, I scrab the wool and earn some Spirit Stones and spiritual plants for cultivation.

...

A few days later.

At night, at the foot of Qingshanzong Mountain.

Two people came.

They are Zao Wou-ki and Sagong Wuya who have rushed over from the Great Zhou Dynasty from thousands of miles away.

"Are you sure you are here?" Zao Wou-ki asked, with an unbelievable look.

Will there be cultivation Sect in this poor mountain and remote place?

"Your Majesty, according to the calculation, it is here." Sikong Wuya said.

Zao Wou-ki looked at the mountain in front of him, and couldn't believe that there would be anyone here.

This is simply a barren mountain!

"Your Majesty, please!" Sikong Wuya said.

"After going up the mountain, if someone calls me Dage, don't call me your majesty." Zao Wou-ki turned around and said.

Turning his head to look at the mountain in front of him, his brows frowned slightly.

If my son is really here, how much hardship should I suffer.

Son, father is here to save you from Sea of ​​Bitterness!

He did not go up, but directly Yukong flew up, Sikong Wuya following behind.

When I first arrived halfway up the mountain, the formation was touched, and the sword formation was instantly activated, trapping the two inside.

"Why is there formation here?" Zao Wou-Ki was startled.

Just this broken mountain gate, there is formation? This is not cheating!

He thought that the mountain was just a Sect, so he floated up without the slightest alert.

But just halfway through the mountain, a formation suddenly appeared, and they were caught off guard, trapping the two of them in the formation.

Zao Wou-ki calmed down his surprise and prepared to break the battle.

"Your Majesty, wait a minute, this is a serial sword formation. First Stage is even stronger than First Stage. You can't forcefully break the formation." Sikong Wuya hurriedly shouted.

Hearing this, Zao Wou-ki stopped his hand, looked at Sikong Wuya, and said lightly: "Then I will leave it to you."

Sikong Wuya glanced around, looking for formation patterns and formation eyes.

"Although this sword formation is weak, it contains a terrifying Sword intent. Once triggered, even the strong Gold Core will bleed on the spot."

"Furthermore, the formation pattern is completely invisible, just the formation eyes, which seem to be hidden. It's really amazing."

Sikong Wuya exclaimed.

He has also studied formation and knows the subtleties of the formation in front of him.

Zao Wou-Ki's face went dark on the spot, and he said with an aura: "I'm asking you to look for a moment, not to praise the formation!"

"Not found." Sikong Wuya said directly.

Zao Wou-Ki:...

Can't find your praise there for a long time? If it weren't for me eager to find my son, I would slap you to death!

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