This actually aroused Cao San's dissatisfaction, "Why not? I am also a human being, and everyone wants to live forever."
"Because Canglan Guards and I signed a blood contract, the spiritual essence flowing on their bodies contains my blood, and our spiritual thoughts are the same. If you forcefully invade Wuhen's body, then you will be my lifelong guard.
, I don’t believe you would do this kind of loss-making business.” Chen Yunsheng said a reason that made Cao Zijian laugh and cry.
"To be honest, I really didn't think of this. But immortality is not very attractive to me. I, Cao San, really want to walk along that river in my life, see the obsessive grass by the river, and smell the night
The fragrance of orchids. I bet that river must be as quiet as the night. Sometimes death is not the worst outcome." Cao San talked about the legend of the Styx with a relaxed expression, as if he had no pressure on death.
Chen Yunsheng shook his head and chuckled. He didn't want to discuss an illusory topic with the Third Young Master Cao. He said, "After talking for a long time, what repairs have you done on Wuhen? Is it better than before?"
"Of course it's awesome, otherwise what do you think I'm talking about? For the other Canglan Guards, I either added weapons for them or improved their existing weapons, but for Wuhen,
I just completed the parts that were originally unfinished." Cao San said, shaking his head.
"Isn't Wuhen very powerful?" Chen Yunsheng said in surprise.
"No," Cao San protracted for the second time, "many parts are too difficult to complete, so Wuhen's combat power is not as good as Kaishan, but his potential is that of Canglan Guardsmen."
The biggest.”
Chen Yunsheng originally did not expect Cao San to be able to completely restore Wuhen. He smiled and said: "The affairs of Canglan Guard are really rewarding. I am very satisfied to be able to do this."
"But I'm not satisfied. There are many areas where I can improve, but I gave up because of incomplete materials or unclear deductions. If you give me ten years, I can make ten years of improvements. If you give me a hundred years, I can make improvements in one."
Over the past hundred years, Canglan Guards has been continuously improving, and this road has no end." Cao San's tone revealed a sense of loneliness, which is a kind of pain for those who pursue perfection.
Chen Yunsheng looked at the other party thoughtfully and said: "Canglan Guard is only someone else's thing in terms of exquisiteness. I am somewhat looking forward to being your own puppet."
Cao San raised his eyes, glanced at Chen Yunsheng, and said confidently: "Of course, one day I will let you know that the real puppet master is not the ancients 20,000 years ago, but me, Cao Zijian. By the way, there is a person here
I’ll give you a piece of armor that can block some stray arrows and save you from dying so early without anyone giving me the spar.”
Cao San randomly took out a piece of black armor from the Naxu Ring, which was exactly the same as the one on the Canglan Guard. Except for the metal protection on the chest, back, and thighs, the rest of the armor was made of softer leather.
Chen Yunsheng opened his armor and saw the head of a unicorn carved on his chest. At a glance, the unicorn seemed to be a living creature with sharp eyes.
"Thank you." He looked at the other person seriously and expressed his gratitude sincerely.
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Midsummer has passed, and the Tianqiong Mountains have entered the rainy season. Huge raindrops have fallen on the leaves, rocks, and soil, and there is full of vitality everywhere. Countless broad-leaved trees stretch their branches and leaves in the heavy rain, and their roots absorb the infiltration.
The rainwater underground thrives.
A pine tree hides under the leaves and watches the heavy rain quietly. After the rain, it will have a good harvest, because the ripe fruits will fall under the tree with the heavy rain, and you can enjoy a feast without any effort.
.
Suddenly a strong vibration came, and the squirrel hid in the tree hole in fear. This unusual vibration lasted for a while and then stopped, but the sky suddenly turned dark, and a huge object covered an area ten feet in radius.
The squirrel raised his head and looked at the bottom of the object, which he could never understand.
Chu Li put his hands behind his hands and looked at the curtain-like rain, a trace of disgust flashed between his brows. He hated rain. When he first entered Taoism, it rained every day. That period was also the darkest period in his life, with the rivalry between his fellow disciples.
, the master's greed and the darkness of human nature were deeply engraved in his heart like a knife.
He grew up in competition, and even when sleeping he had to keep one eye open to guard against others. In this environment, he naturally learned to be flattery. He was able to please his greedy master, and finally on a secret trip
, killed him, and obtained all his spiritual stones and magic weapons. It was through such clinging and killing that he was able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul and the fifty-ninth level in one hundred and fifty years.
Immortal cultivation.
In a sense, he represents a typical type of person in the world of spiritual practice. He regards life as a grand practice, and he will do whatever it takes to sharpen his head and advance upward. Since he came to Tianlumen ten years ago, he has been
When the former head of the sect was dismissed and there were no other Yuanying monks in the sect, he naturally took charge of the Tianlu Sect with the advantage of having the highest level of cultivation.
The Tianlu Sect after he took over was very much like his character, unwilling to be at the bottom among the many sects in the Tianqiong Mountains, so he made friends with casual cultivators and some small immortal sects, and the position of Taibai Peak was what he had coveted for a long time.
, the spirit stones and crystal mineral veins there, as well as the leather of monsters produced there, are the best in the Tianqiong Mountains. The most important thing is that no one cares about that place except him.
The Tianqiong sects are not all complacent and do not want to develop their own strength, but because everyone is worried about the return of Master Tianqiong. After all, that person is the only old monster in the Tianqiong Mountains who has turned into a god. Anyone who wants to do such a thing to add insult to injury must
You must first weigh your own strength.
It's not that Chu Li didn't know this, but he had his own plans. He never regarded Tianlu Sect as his own sect, nor did he regard his fellow sects as brothers. Those people were unrelated people, not related to his own.
Compared with spiritual practice, it's not even a fart. Of course, practitioners rarely fart.
As long as he can get enough benefits, he can just wait until Master Tianqiong comes back and then run away, letting Tianlumen take the blame for himself. He has done this kind of thing a lot. He has an intuition that he can always make his power compete among all parties.
Be the first in the whirlpool and get the most benefits.
He spent a lot of money to buy this huge flying magic weapon from Shanlan Continent. He spent a total of three years flying on the road, and after many rounds of teleportation circles, he flew from Shanlan to Qingzhou.
The instrument is like a huge disk. People can stand on the disk or stay inside the disk (flying saucer??). When the magical instrument flies, the outermost layer will rotate rapidly, but when standing on it and carrying it with you,
The people inside have no feelings.
Standing behind him are the few remaining Jindan monks from Tianlu Sect over the years, followed by a hundred well-equipped foundation-building monks. This is Tianlu Sect’s current total wealth, and the rest are
They were some low-class Qi-refining monks. These people didn't even have the authority to board this magical weapon, so they just followed behind with their own magical weapons.
Groups of low-level monks were like crucian carp crossing the river. The rain soaked their clothes and beat their hair on their cheeks, not to mention how embarrassed they were. But these people were trained to be extremely obedient, and flattery could only
Just like Chu Li, everyone was tolerant and showed high morale, which made Chu Li feel very pleased when he looked back from time to time.
There were more than 600 low-level monks. Except for those who guarded Wangtian Ridge, they were all attracted by him. Even those who had given up practicing and were enjoying the glory and wealth at home were coerced and lured into submission by him.
In addition to these disciples of Tianlu Sect, there are also more than a dozen fierce-looking figures standing on the Yuanpan Feikong Magical Artifact. Most of them are Jindan cultivators. These people are casual cultivators who hang around in the Tianqiong Mountains and wander in the wild.
I'm used to it, so my face is naturally stained with the color of travel.
A middle-aged man who was over ten feet tall bared his teeth at Chu Li and said: "Master Chu, our Feiyu Gang people are waiting a hundred miles west of Taibai Peak. When you start attacking the mountain, we will start from the west.
What do you think about the support?"
Chu Li was a little unhappy. At first, he had agreed that everyone would gather at Wangtian Ridge and then head to Taibai Peak together. However, the Feiyu Gang changed their plans at the last minute, which was obviously selfish. He sneered and said, "Brother Li, if you don't
I believe that why our Tianlumen need to join this attack? I’m afraid it’s not that easy to do something like this in Chu Li that doesn’t cost money but also brings benefits?”
"Hehe, I don't dare to take this seriously. I want to call you senior. The Feiyu Gang is not to the south of Taibai Peak. If we want to gather at Wangtian Ridge, we will have to take a long way. You also know that we have to pass by the White Tiger Altar, that place.
It's not something a small sect like us can afford to offend. If we don't lose everything there, it won't be a waste of combat power. It would be more efficient for us to coordinate in the west. If seniors are worried, then as long as you give the order
, we are responsible for taking the lead, so that’s all we can do.” The middle-aged man smiled flatteringly.
"Yue Jiao, I think you are wise, but the dozens of people from the Feiyu Gang are really not enough. Our Tianlu Sect is not weak enough to need you to take the lead. However, the benefits obtained cannot be distributed according to the previous agreement." Chu Li
Said coldly.
"It all depends on the seniors." The man named Yue Jiao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Chu Li frowned and turned to a short old man beside him, "Li Pingfeng, tell me why your sect is not here today?"
The old man responded hurriedly: "Just because the cultivation level of the monks in the sect is too low to be on such a stage, the leader of our sect specially ordered all the Jindan monks from the sect to be present. They are already on their way and will meet up with them on the way.
, please rest assured, senior."
"Hehe, if I'm not mistaken, you Tianping Mountain is full of money, and there are only three or five Jindan monks. Leaving you and the old immortal leader aside, there are only two people. There is a difference of one hundred thousand from what we originally agreed.
Eight thousand miles away." Chu Li's tone became increasingly serious.