A numbing chill shot up from Chen Feiyu's spine to the top of his head.

Liu Mingke, the fifth son of the Liu family, killed whenever he was told.

The Liu family, who had retired from the country, cleaned up when asked to do so.

This young master of the Luo Sheng Sword Sect is too domineering and ruthless.

Although the Chen family is superior to the Liu family, what difference does it make in front of the Luo Sheng Sword Sect?

At this time, in Chen Feiyu's heart, in addition to the feeling of powerlessness, there was also a touch of happiness.

I'm glad I didn't take action, and I'm glad it was Liu Mingke who provoked Chen Jingzhai.

If you really want to end up like Liu Mingke, you will die because of a trivial matter, and you will be ashamed of your family and ancestors!

On the Lingyun Fairy Boat, the cold wind does not invade and the warm sun does not warm.

After Chen Jingzhai took Liu Mingke away, his aura did not calm down.

His eyes looked towards Fairy Miaoke, or to be precise, the place next to Fairy Miaoke.

"Why don't you, the master of Lingyun Immortal Sect, speak?"

"This time it was your fairy who disturbed my uncle."

"I am sure that my uncle will not do anything to Fairy Miaoke."

"Or are you confident that you can stop my uncle's puppet?"

Chen Jingzhai asked calmly, but his tone made people feel harsh.

But this time, no one will speak out to refute.

Even the guardians of Qingxu Guan were silent.

Apparently they also realized the source of this unnecessary disaster.

"What do you want, Fellow Taoist?" A female cultivator wearing a black robe appeared next to Fairy Miaoke.

"Uncle Master!" Fairy Miaoke shouted subconsciously.

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Chen Jingzhai asked playfully.

"This is a trivial matter," the black-robed female cultivator said, "The reason why you are using this topic to your advantage is because of Miao Yun's matter? This has nothing to do with Miao Ke and others."

"You said it has nothing to do with it?" Chen Jingzhai sneered, "Who doesn't know that this matter came from their mouths? Do they really think that my junior uncle of the Luosheng Sword Sect is just a decoration?"

"What do you want?" The black-robed female cultivator frowned and said, "This expedition to the East China Sea Relics Palace was decided by various immortal sects. You killed a genius and no one said anything, but it delayed things..."

"In the end, did I do something wrong?" Chen Jingzhai smiled calmly, "I will kill you here. At worst, I will return to the mountain gate. Who can take action against me?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Chen Jingzhai used his foundation-building skills to kill four guardians, even with the power of puppets.

It really leaves people speechless.

The most important thing is that the Luo Sheng Sword Sect will protect such a talented person to the death.

There may be some price to pay in the end, but when they die, they die.

Worthless!

After understanding this, they felt a little better.

"Miao Ke was wrong this time," the black-robed female cultivator immediately decided, "What happened between you and Miao Yun has nothing to do with us. Whether you believe it or not, this cause and effect does not fall on us."

"So?" Chen Jingzhai looked at her.

"Each of the four guardians presented a third-grade heavenly material and earthly treasure, and this matter was revealed." The black-robed female cultivator looked at Chen Jingzhai, "But you must swear that you will not wait for me while exploring the legacy palace.

Let's do it and pretend that nothing happened."

"Yes!" Chen Jingzhai nodded, "Let me be satisfied first."

The black-robed female cultivator snorted coldly, waved her sleeves, and a silver-white cloud flew out.

It floated in front of Chen Jingzhai, constantly surging, and looked like a living thing.

"Among the third-grade ones, Silver Screen Lingyun has sufficient spirituality." The black-robed female cultivator said coldly.

Her heart was bleeding. Even in the Lingyun Immortal Sect, such treasures were rare.

Third-grade spiritual clouds are of high value to Jindan Zhenren.

The key is that this silver screen spirit cloud is very suitable for her skills and can be continued to be cultivated in the future.

The potential is endless and the fit is perfect, but in the end, Chen Jingzhai was given the advantage, and of course she was itching.

She hated Chen Jingzhai for being indifferent to the fairies of Lingyun Immortal Sect.

She complained that Miao was ignorant and provoked Chen Jingzhai for no reason.

The reality is that Chen Jingzhai crushed everyone, leaving them no room to resist.

"Not bad!" Chen Jingzhai showed a satisfied smile.

In the early Yuan Dynasty, a sense of longing came from the cave.

Although the feedback was only directed at the Supreme Heavenly Lord, Chen Jingzhai also felt the same way.

So he directly put the silver screen spirit cloud into the cave.

The cave sky directly dropped a source of power, wrapped the silver screen spiritual clouds, and even involved a stream of innate energy. The three merged into one, churning endlessly on the cave sky.

Chen Jingzhai was multitasking and looked at the other three Taoist protectors.

"Third-grade lower level, runner grass!" Xu Qing of Qingxu Guan waved his hand and a stream of light flew out.

This is a small grass no bigger than a palm, with pure white roots and pure black branches and leaves.

The name of the wheel comes from the fact that this grass can gather the energy of yin and yang.

When it is fully grown, it will be surrounded by black and white aura, making it look extremely magical.

Among the third-grade spiritual plants, runnerwort is extremely rare, and even Chen Jingzhai has only heard of it.

"Yes!" Chen Jingzhai smiled and put away the turnip grass.

"We have suffered an unreasonable disaster in this matter," Xu Qing looked at Chen Jingzhai and said seriously, "It was my fault that I collided with Master Chen. However, Master Yang suffered a broken arm. I will find him to return it in the future."

"As expected of the genius of Qingxu Guan," Chen Jingzhai laughed, "Come on, you can attack me at any time. As long as you succeed, even if you kill me, the Luo Sheng Sword Sect will not blame you."

This genius of Qingxu Guan is really impressive. With such a kind heart and magnanimity, Chen Jingzhai will surely achieve great achievements in the future. Chen Jingzhai sighed with emotion, but also recognized it.

A relieved smile appeared on Uncle Yang's face. He stood beside Xu Qing. His broken arm had been reattached, and Jin Dan's mana was repairing the wound. This kind of injury would not cause serious harm to Jin Dan.

"Third level, Ruyi Cold Iron." Fan Mingge threw an iron block the size of a fist.

"Not enough," Chen Jingzhai shook his head, "The portion is not enough."

"..." Fan Mingge stared at him fiercely and threw another piece.

Chen Jingzhai nodded with satisfaction.

Although it is a third-grade cold iron, it has the word "Ruyi" in it.

This is a magical material that can only be produced by the Ruyi Xian Sect. Iron powder is refined into the spiritual weapon, which can give the spiritual weapon the ability to change its shape. The more iron powder, the higher the degree of change.

For example, grinding an iron block the size of a fingernail into powder can turn sharp arrows into spears, and can turn long knives into long swords, but it cannot turn sharp arrows into long swords.

But if a finger-sized piece of Ruyi iron is added and refined into a spiritual weapon, there will be no problem.

Ruyi Xianzong attaches great importance to this kind of material and rarely spreads it outside.

The third-grade Ruyi Cold Iron can be used to refine magic weapons. Even one piece is enough to make Fan Mingge feel distressed, let alone two pieces, but he has to give it.

Uncle Zhou's heart has been stuffed back, and the physical injuries are being repaired quickly.

The tired protector was seriously injured, and Fan Mingge couldn't let his uncle come up with an apology.

"It's your turn!" Chen Jingzhai looked at Chen Feiyu.

Chen Feiyu looked at the unconscious guardian lying on the ground and sighed inwardly.

He directly took out a dark box from his storage bag and threw it over.

Chen Jingzhai took it in his hand, his expression remained unchanged, he just curled his lips and said nothing.

"This is the end of the matter. It's your turn to swear an oath." The black-robed female cultivator said.

"Okay!" Chen Jingzhai smiled and swore casually.

A monk's oath is not taken just when he wants to.

But these are of no use to Chen Jingzhai. The oaths he made will be replaced by the spirit in his body.

In the end, even if he breaks the contract, his spirit will be punished.

This is the wonder of the spirit and spirit, as well as the magic of the dragon, phoenix, acacia and yin-yang seal script.

The others didn't know the secret, so when they saw Chen Jingzhai speaking, they naturally lowered their guard.

"Next, it's time to talk about the East China Sea Discovery Mansion." The black-robed female cultivator said.
To be continued...