Super Sect Development System

The next day, Shuangliu City.

Li Qingyun was holding a dirty old donkey, wearing a spotless Taoist robe, and walking openly on the street, not caring about the sideways glances of people on the street.

Although according to Ye Xiaoyu, the application was submitted to Tianji Pavilion through Shuangliu City Commercial Bank, with his own sect leader in the foundation building period, there would be no big problem in being re-evaluated as a one-star sect.

But Li Qingyun knew in his heart that the conditions of Qingshan Sect were actually somewhat different from those of one-star sects. If he wanted to be rated as a one-star sect, he still had to rely on Shuangliu City Commercial Bank and look at the face of shopkeeper Wang Ruhai.

And Li Qingyun is a person who doesn't like to look at other people's faces, or in other words, no one likes to look at other people's faces.

The sect's industry also represents the sect's strength to a certain extent. If Li Qingyun can take back the sect's industry, then based on the industrial scale of the original three-star sect, the strength of the Qingshan sect can fully reach the level of a one-star sect. You can legitimately be promoted to a one-star sect.

On the other hand, since the system also releases tasks in this way, Li Qingyun, a person who has already received the benefits of the system, will certainly not miss the generous rewards of system tasks.

Any spiritual field is cultivated inch by inch by a sect through hard work.

Three years ago, the Qingshan Sect had thirty acres of spiritual fields, which could grow most first-grade elixirs or spiritual foods, bringing a steady supply of spiritual stones to the sect.

However, in the accident three years ago, the tree fell and the hozens dispersed. Feng Chuan, the manager of the sect's industry, betrayed the sect with the sect's industry at the most difficult moment of the sect.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyun, who was walking on the street and was originally calm and calm, also flashed a ruthless look on his face. If Feng Chuan hadn't left with the industry, he would not have been left without resources to build a foundation. In the end, he was expected to be top-grade. Daoji has become the worst field for low-grade foundation building.

Feng Chuan...

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Feng Chuan likes to watch people on the street the most, especially when he is sitting on the fifth floor of Zuixian Building and watching from a high position. This will make him feel like he is above and overlooking the mortals below.

He is a cultivator, so of course he has to look down on mortals like ants.

"Master Feng, the three-year protection period is coming soon, have you still not made a decision?" the assistant's voice came from behind Feng Chuan.

Feng Chuan did not look back: "I have already made a decision in my heart."

"Did you choose the Soul Capture Sect in the end?" the assistant asked.

"Three-year protection period..." Feng Chuan said: "I have already obtained enough oil and water. After all, these thirty acres of spiritual land are not something I, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, can bear."

"When Tianji Pavilion's three-year protection period for the Qingshan Sect is up, if we don't find a good home, we will probably lose even more bones than the surrounding sects..."

It turns out that Tianji Pavilion's protection of the Qingshan Sect also included the protection of the Qingshan Sect's industry. Feng Chuan took advantage of Tianji Pavilion's affection for the Qingshan Sect and quietly made a fortune.

"I have already contacted Elder Situ of the Soul Capture Sect. Although his conditions are harsh, they do not deny me a way to survive..."

The assistant asked: "Then why didn't you choose the Qingshan Sect? By returning these spiritual fields to the Qingshan Sect, you still have actual control over these spiritual fields."

Feng Chuan turned around and looked at his assistant.

The assistant's name is Lin Zhixiao. He is young and of medium height. He wears short gray clothes and exudes a smart aura. He has been helping me for more than a year.

He patted Lin Zhixiao on the shoulder: "Zhixiao, you are still young and don't understand many things."

"Once the three-year protection period is over, with the virtue of that good-for-nothing Li Qingshan from the Qingshan Sect, it is estimated that even the one-star sect will not apply for it. By then, not to mention the sect's property, even his mountain sect will have to be occupied by the Soul-Calling Sect. go."

Lin Zhixiao said: "Is that Li Qingyun really that unbearable?"

"Do you know him?" Feng Chuan asked.

"I've heard a little about it." Lin Zhixiao said: "It is said that he is about the same age as me, but his cultivation level is much faster than mine. He has already reached the foundation building stage."

"Three years ago, he was already at the twelfth level of Qi training. He broke through the foundation building two years ago. It's a pity..." Feng Chuan sneered: "It's a pity that this unlucky sect leader who used to have good talents forced a breakthrough and had no resources. Auxiliary, only a low-grade Daoji."

"this……"

"Of course, even though the foundation of a low-grade Taoist foundation is very poor, they can still be regarded as foundation-building monks. I was also a low-grade Taoist foundation-builder back then, but now I have different achievements?

The most disappointing thing about that kid is his incorrigible character. "

"Cowardly, soft-hearted, unwilling to make progress and timid..." Feng Chuan looked out the window and said lightly: "He is just a loser."

"Ding, ding ding ding..."

At this moment, a crisp sound of copper bells came from the street outside the window. Feng Chuan looked down and saw that it was a little Taoist priest leading an ugly donkey passing by on the street.

The little Taoist priest seemed to feel something. He looked upstairs with a half-smile, and looked at Feng Chuan.

Feng Chuan murmured: "Why does this little Taoist priest look so familiar?"

But the sound of the bell was getting smaller and smaller, as if it was getting further and further away from him, so he stopped thinking about it. He came back to his senses and looked at Lin Zhixiao. Then he continued what he said just now and said: "In short, it is impossible for me to believe Li Qingyun."

"Boom!!" A loud noise came from downstairs.

Then "Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three loud noises were heard. Along with the loud noises, the entire restaurant also experienced three heart-stopping vibrations.

"What happened!" Feng Chuan could no longer remain calm and ran out like a madman.

Running to the first and second floors, I found that the restaurant, which was originally decorated luxuriously, had been torn down into pieces of wooden boards except for the pillars that kept it stable, and it was in ruins!

"My restaurant! Who did it!!" Feng Chuan's eyes were about to burst.

At this time, a faint voice came from the door: "Me."

"You!" Feng Chuan looked in the direction of the voice, and it was the person who looked like a little Taoist priest just now.

"Who are you!?"

"Who am I?" Li Qingyun sneered: "The one who came to bully you."

Before he finished speaking, Li Qingyun rushed over with a gust of wind.

Feng Chuan turned sideways and dodged to the side, avoiding Li Qingyun's attack. He said: "Little Taoist priest, you dare to come here with such a little ability..."

"Bang!" Li Qingyun punched the stairs on the third floor... The stairs on the third floor also collapsed.

"Don't get me wrong, that punch just now was just to tear down your stairs." Li Qingyun said with a smile: "Tear down your restaurant, and then I'll deal with you."

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..." Li Qingyun pinched his fingers and sent out dozens of strong winds, and in a blink of an eye, he tore down everything on the third and fourth floors.

From the first to the fourth floors of Zuixianlou, except for the pillars, even the floor slabs were torn down, leaving a broken building frame.

At this time, many pedestrians gathered at the door of the restaurant to watch the excitement. Zuixianlou was also a top-ranked restaurant in Shuangliu City. Today's situation was obviously that the boss had provoked an enemy and came here to seek revenge, but I don't know who this enemy is?

After demolishing the restaurant, Li Qingyun grinned at Feng Chuan.

Feng Chuan's eyes were red, his body was shaking slightly, and he couldn't say a word. This little Taoist priest, whom he didn't know, came to demolish his restaurant without knowing the truth.

This person's ability to control spiritual power has reached the level of releasing spiritual power, and Feng Chuan is definitely not his opponent.

This feeling of being ridden on the head by someone, but being powerless, is the most devastating, and humiliation and powerlessness fill his mind.

Feng Chuan roared: "What kind of hatred do I, Feng Chuan, have with you that makes you treat me like this?"

It was still a faint, indifferent voice: "There is no hatred, I just come to bully you."

The people outside the door were also talking at this time:

"Could it be that this little Taoist... Taoist priest is really looking for trouble?"

"It doesn't seem like it."

"Then why is this person so excessive?"

"Does Shopkeeper Wang really have a grudge with others?"

"You don't know, Shopkeeper Wang and Qingshan Sect had a big fuss back then..."