In this quiet valley with dense forests, the stream flows happily. On both sides of the stream, there are lush grass and bright flowers. The blue sky, white clouds, distant mountains, near water, flowers, grass, and trees form a beautiful picture.
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There is a pavilion in the valley. The top of the pavilion is deep maroon, the pillars are ancient dark green, and it is equipped with stone tables and chairs.
Next to the pavilion, surrounded by green trees, gurgling water, bees singing and dancing butterflies, it feels like walking into a fairyland.
The breeze was blowing, and a fairy-like old man was drinking tea under the pavilion.
"Dan He, the disciple next to you has good qualifications. He has reached the seventh level of Dzogchen at a young age!"
The old man looked at Lin Danhe, then looked at Mo Wen, and said with a smile.
"How many levels has he reached in his Dan Pagoda? I'm afraid he's not far away from entering the realm of an eighth-level alchemist, right?"
"Ancestor Changqing, this is my elder brother's disciple! He has not entered the Dan Pagoda yet, and he is going here to enter the eighth level."
Lin Danhe looked at the old man and saluted respectfully.
When Lin Changqing heard this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared and then turned cold.
"What? He still knows to come back? Where are the others?"
Lin Changqing kept a straight face and said calmly.
Mo Wen looked at this scene and couldn't help but find it funny.
The old man obviously cared about it, but he put on a bad face and put on airs.
"Ancestor Changqing, eldest brother is no longer here!"
Lin Danhe looked at this old man who was as stubborn as his elder brother and said softly.
"What did you say?!"
When Lin Changqing heard this, he stared at Lin Danhe with an excited expression.
He thought he heard it wrong, so he had to confirm it again. But he knew that although he was old, he had not yet reached the point where his energy and blood were exhausted, his eyes were dim, and his five senses were unclear.
It’s just that he doesn’t want to believe it!
"Big brother is dead! He went to the battlefield of gods and demons and died in the battlefield of gods and demons!"
Lin Danhe looked at the old man and said with difficulty.
"Dead? He is actually dead?!"
Lin Changqing's face was pale and full of disbelief.
In the valley, a violent soul force swept out, and the grass and trees in the valley rustled. The originally sunny sky also became gloomy!
Mo Wen, under this terrifying soul power, dare not let out his breath. Is this the eighth level? Or is it the eighth level of perfection? This power is too terrifying!
"Ancestor Changqing, stop!"
Lin Danhe shouted loudly, and the soul power in his body surged out, confronting this terrifying soul power.
But Lin Danhe's soul power is obviously much weaker than Lin Changqing's soul power.
However, Lin Changqing just broke out out of control and did not do it intentionally.
After Lin Danhe warned him, he realized that his emotions were out of control. He quickly stabilized his mind and took back the overflowing soul power. The originally gloomy sky became clear again.
"Did Master say anything?"
Lin Changqing withdrew his soul power. He seemed much older and looked at Mo Wen with a lonely expression.
"Senior, I have never met Master. We were just in the battlefield between gods and demons..."
Mo Wen bowed his hands and saluted. Halfway through his words, he felt embarrassed to continue.
He was afraid that Lin Changqing would lose control of his emotions again after hearing this.
"Tell me, I can bear it!"
Lin Changqing's eyes were red and he said solemnly.
"This junior just obtained this storage ring from a severed hand in the battlefield between gods and demons..."
Mo Wen glanced at Lin Changqing and said.
When Lin Danhe heard this, his eyes turned red and his body trembled slightly.
Hearing this, Lin Changqing couldn't help but breathe quickly.
Broken hand?
No body left alive?
Dan Chen! Why are you so stubborn and don't listen to my advice? I won't let you join the world, but you have to join the world and get involved in the disputes in the world.
How are you now?
He ended up with his body and head in a different place, and died without a whole body!
"How did you open the storage ring?"
Lin Changqing calmed down and asked.
"There is a mysterious mist in the battlefield of gods and demons, which can erase the divine consciousness on the storage ring. The storage rings inside are ownerless and can be opened by themselves."
Mo Wen replied.
"That means you taught yourself the Forgetting Pill Book and then reached the seventh level of Dzogchen?"
Lin Changqing looked at Mo Wen and said in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
Mo Wen said respectfully.
Lin Changqing fell into deep thought after hearing this.
Lin Danhe and Mo Wen did not dare to disturb them, so they stood quietly.
"Dan He, I have been cultivating for many years and don't care about worldly affairs, so I don't know much about the outside world. You are responsible for external contact. When did the last war between gods and demons end?"
Lin Changqing looked at Lin Danhe and suddenly said.
Lin Danhe was startled when he heard this, and then he realized what he was saying.
Then Lin Danhe turned to look at Mo Wen, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
Mo Wen looked at Lin Danhe's appearance with a confused look on his face.
"Ancestor Changqing, nine years have passed since the last battlefield between gods and demons ended!"
Lin Danhe did not answer Mo Wen, but bowed to Lin Changqing and said.
In other words, it only took nine years for Mo Wen to go from being a newbie to reaching the seventh level of Dzogchen!
This talent is too terrifying!
"Nine years! In nine years, we have reached a height that most alchemists cannot reach in their lifetime!"
Hearing this, Lin Changqing nodded.
Lin Danhe kept looking at Mo Wen from the sidelines, becoming more and more satisfied with this son-in-law.
"Ahem...Dan He, this boy's talents are the only ones I have ever seen in my life. He is much better than your elder brother. You can cooperate with me later and keep this boy in Yaowang Valley. Don't let him run away...
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Lin Changqing's voice sounded in Lin Danhe's mind.
"Ancestor, what do you want to do?"
Lin Danhe and Lin Changqing used their soul power to communicate in secret.
"I'll scare him first! Then you will do this...such...do you understand?"
"Ancestor, I have told him about this before. I promised to let him enter the Danta Tower, and if he surpasses Qingxuan in the ranking, Qingxuan will marry him..."
"Well... you did a good job on this! Then let's make some adjustments to our plan, first like this... then like this... do you understand?"
"Ancestor, I think we should add some more, give him some benefits and sweetness, and tie him firmly to Yaowang Valley. How about we do this...this...what do you think?"
"You're still very thoughtful, I've given you all the care I've given you, just do it the way you said, Dan He..."
"Hehe... It's all because of your good teachings, Ancestor. Dan He learned it all from Ancestor..."
Two eighth-level alchemists are communicating with each other using soul power. It is impossible for Mo Wen to detect this seventh-level Dzogchen.
Therefore, a strange scene occurred in this valley.
Mo Wen stood dumbly. It was difficult for him to answer Lin Changqing's words. If he did, he would appear too frivolous and shameless.
But now that he didn't answer, the two of them were silent again. Mo Wen looked up and found that both of them were looking at him, dumbfounded and silent.
Mo Wen felt uncomfortable being watched by the two people, but he didn't know what to do.