The wind howled, the clouds around me quickly retreated, and in front of me was the blue sky and white clouds.
Standing at the bow of the boat, Chen Feng's face was filled with question marks, and he blinked at Qiu Feng. For a long time, he didn't figure out what he meant.
Qiu Feng looked at Chen Feng with interest, and seemed to enjoy watching Chen Feng's surprised look.
"Yes, it is necessary to exist. Although you and Wang Simiao have entered the realm of great emperors in cultivation and are considered transcendent compared to other small and medium-sized forces, they are still inferior to some truly large sects.
There are many, not to mention truly transcendental sects like Guanghan Palace and Jiuxiao City!"
Hearing this, Chen Feng was a little confused. If so, what happened to the Zhong family? Chen Feng remembered that the only great emperor monk in the Zhong family was Zhong Baichuan himself. How could he still be known as a transcendent existence in the inner realm?
As if aware of Chen Feng's thoughts, Qiu Feng cleared his throat and explained.
"For example, the Zhong family, the Zhong family used to be really powerful, and there were even more emperor monks in the sect. However, they all fell one after another. The reason why they were not removed was just because the Zhong family's remaining power is still there, but even so,
The power of the Zhong family has also shrunk sharply, and some large and medium-sized sects that had previously surrendered began to go their own way!"
After being stunned, Chen Feng somewhat understood. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although the Zhong family is not as good as before, it still has some power. Even if some forces want to break away from their control, no one dares to leave first.
And I remember that when he was in the wilderness, Chen Feng had indeed seen others chasing Zhong Ling and trying to get the mountain-turning seal in Zhong Ling's hands. Just imagine, if the Zhong family's prestige remains, then who would dare to take Zhong Ling, the apple of Zhong Baichuan's eye?
Surgery?
After thinking about this, Chen Feng suddenly realized that the root of everything was due to the fall of the Zhong family emperor. It seems that this famous saying that everyone admires has a certain truth!
"So, you already knew about Tianxuan Palace's annihilation of the Zhong family?"
"Of course!" Qiu Feng nodded affirmatively.
"Then why don't you help the Zhong family? After all, although Zhong Baichuan is dead, the Zhong family still controls a lot of power. If you make good use of it, it can still be a big help to you!" Chen Feng frowned and asked the people in the world of cultivating immortals.
The law of the jungle becomes a little clearer.
"Because of your appearance!" Qiu Feng answered decisively, and his tone and sophistication were not at all like what he could say at his age!
"Me?" Chen Feng raised his finger and pointed at his nose, and said in shock.
"That's right, it's you, because you have all the conditions to become a transcendent force. As long as you are given time, with your extraordinary cultivation, countless treasures, and the talent of knowing ancient texts, you will definitely become the leader of the Zhong family.
A transcendent existence that stands side by side with us, so this is the necessity for your existence and the main reason why we try our best to win over you!"
Qiu Feng almost finished speaking in one breath, a slight flush flashed on his face, and he was obviously a little excited inside.
"Moreover, you and the Alliance are incompatible. Although the Alliance has repeatedly tried to kill you, as long as you cooperate with us, we will never let such a thing happen. Of course, a big reason why we do this is to protect us.
Own!"
Chen Feng listened very carefully and seriously. Although Qiu Feng's words occasionally revealed a kind of arrogance that he himself was not aware of, Chen Feng understood that what Qiu Feng said was true and not false.
After a long silence, Chen Feng smiled, very happily.
"Brother Chen, what are you doing?" Qiu Feng asked in a low voice not understanding the reason why Chen Feng was laughing.
"Happy cooperation!" Chen Feng still smiled happily. Hearing this, Qiu Feng also laughed, and his smile was extremely happy, but Qiu Feng did not see the haze in Chen Feng's eyes.
Yes, if Qiu Feng and Chen Feng had said these words decades ago, Chen Feng would have readily agreed and felt very happy. After all, it was a very happy thing to be appreciated and helped by others.
However, Chen Feng has changed. He is no longer the Chen Feng of decades ago, and he is no longer the simple and kind-hearted Foundation Establishment disciple.
Chen Feng has killed countless people now, and has seen too many intrigues. He does not believe in the friendship given by others, and at the same time, he does not believe in the ties born from interests. What he believes in is only strength.
In this war-torn era, in this world of the jungle, only strength is the root of everything, and it is the capital to protect yourself and the people you love. So! What he wants is not the small help of several sects, poor man
friendship.
What he wants is the whole world, what he wants is supreme strength, what he wants is a name that makes everyone fear, and that is "Chen Feng!"
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On the towering mountains, the ground was dyed red with blood, and the surrounding area was in a mess. The burnt trees and the bloody air made the entire mountain look like a Shura hell on earth.
Among the ruins, more than a thousand people stood in silence, with the pungent smell of blood remaining on their bodies. But in front of the thousands of people, a little red man looked at the bloody bodies on the ground expressionlessly, motionless!
Kick, kick, kick, a burst of rapid footsteps came, the villain heard the sound and went away, only to see Jin Wu coming quickly with dozens of monks.
"Reporting to the head master, Boning Territory and Feixueya Branch have killed them all, leaving no one alive!"
Jin Wu has a strong body and a tiger-like head. After being baptized with blood at this moment, his whole body actually has a strong aura for no reason, as if he is a ferocious beast that has just tasted blood!
"Okay!" The red villain's voice became a little hoarse, and the red evil energy on his body was much stronger than before. The whole person looked sinister and terrifying.
"Boss, shall we return to the Immortal Mansion next?" Wang Simiao reached out and touched his face, took out a piece of minced meat with blood, wrinkled the quilt in disgust, then picked up the minced meat on his fingertips and flicked it hard
, the minced meat made a swishing sound and sank directly into the hard bluestone on the ground!
"If you don't want to go back to the Immortal Mansion, follow me and continue to set off!" The little red man smiled sinisterly, then moved his body and flew away first. Others did not dare to neglect, and followed closely behind, and his body quickly disappeared into the vast sky.
, but before setting off, the words spoken by the little red man made everyone a little confused.
"My friendship does not need to be given by you, because you are not worthy..."
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Nanning... In the Smokeless Valley, Mo Hao stood in front of a huge building, his black armor shining in the sun, his handsome face full of coldness, and his black cloak swinging in the wind, adding a sense of chill to the air for no reason.
.
In front of Mo Hao, there was a silver-haired old man, about eighty years old, skinny, but with a look of astonishment on his face.
"You...you mean...as long as we take refuge in Chen Zongxian Mansion, you don't have to kill us?" Behind the old man, thousands of monks were kneeling on the ground tremblingly, and behind them stood tens of thousands with serious faces.
Wearing uniform black-armored monks, these black-armored monks stand upright, like clay and wood sculptures, like cold black buildings.
"I, Mo Hao, never speak falsely. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices. Only surrender is the most correct choice!"
Mo Hao has a kind nature and has no intention of killing, but the military order is like a mountain. If the old man does not surrender, then he must kill them even if he cannot bear it, because this is the order. He has understood it after living in Chen Zongxian Mansion for more than ten years.
What is a command and what is execution!
"I..." The old man turned back and looked at the men behind him. There were old and young in the crowd, children who had just started cultivating immortals, and women and children who were concentrating on enlightenment. The old man sighed, knowing that the situation was over, and burst into tears.
Flowing down: "Okay... okay, I vote!"
After hearing what the old man said, Mo Hao breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly happy in his heart. Although he couldn't disobey the order, he still felt more relaxed because he was less guilty of killing.
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A certain area near Nanning... In a simple wooden building, several people were sitting around in the hall, and an old man was sitting in the middle.
I saw an old man in his sixties, with gray hair, a wretched appearance but pretending to be a fairy. Wearing a fat yellow Taoist robe, he looked nondescript and very funny.
"Let me tell you, joining our Chen Zongxian Mansion is definitely your most ideal choice. You also know that I am indifferent by nature and regard everything in the world as water. I never argue with others. It's just that the head of the sect has a destiny, so I am forced to do nothing.
!" Having said this, the old man pretended to be helpless, shaking his head and sighing, with an indescribable sadness on his face.
"Huang, Huang Xianzun, I..." A middle-aged fat man saw Huang Banxian's appearance and opened his mouth to say something, but Huang Banxian raised his hand to stop him.
"Hey... I, Huang Banxian, have lived an upright and upright life. I can be said to be open-minded and kind-hearted. I have gathered all of you here today just to ask if you agree to submit to our Chen Zongxian Mansion. Of course, if you do not agree, I will also
I won’t make it difficult for you, just leave!”
Huang Banxian smiled kindly, like an easy-to-talk old man, but no one in the hall dared to leave, because outside the hall, tens of thousands of infant-stage monks surrounded the place, and the one who had just left had turned into a mass of pieces.
Meat.
The hall was extremely quiet. Huang Banxian laughed strangely twice, feeling intoxicated and superior to everyone else.
"Well, since everyone has chosen to remain silent, I will assume that everyone agrees! Haha, from now on we will all be good brothers and be loyal. I will bring over all the accounts from your sect and I will sort them out!"
"Accounts? Why do you want me to wait for the accounts?" The fat monk was a little confused and asked.
Hearing what Fatty said, Huang Banxian smiled happily and said: "Haha, in the words of our boss, this is called economic macro-control and resource sharing. After all, everyone is our own..."
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Well, when I wrote this, Xiao Fan actually had some concerns. After all, forcing others to conquer would make Chen Zongxian Mansion seem a little less upright, but after thinking about it, Xiao Fan decided to write it this way.
Because the world is like this, it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. The real living environment is victory or defeat, life or death. Therefore, in the face of success or failure in life and death, Xiaofan feels that only in this way is the closest to the various situations in life.
