Chapter 37: Coming to the Wind and Thunder Holy Land
"Senior sister, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it next time." Ye Chen quickly apologized.
Pan Ruoshui snorted softly, put down his hand and said: "The art of gambling is just a heretic after all. If you indulge in it, it will affect your mind, and it will be more difficult to break through the bottleneck."
"Hmm, now that I know Senior Sister, I won't go there anymore."
Seeing Ye Chen's good attitude, Pan Ruoshui's pretty face softened, and she gently smoothed the wrinkles on Ye Chen's clothes and said softly: "If you are short of spirit stones, tell your senior sister, she will help you, but don't take any risks.
It doesn’t matter if you lose the Feng Chi Sword. I’m just afraid that your poisonous fire will attack your heart and go crazy. At that time, senior sister won’t know what to do.”
Ye Chen was moved in his heart. His senior sister was so kind to him that he didn't even blame himself for gambling with her Phoenix Chi Sword without permission.
However, just as he was about to say something more, a cough suddenly came from outside the door.
"Disciple, you are so shameless, you actually go gambling without permission!"
Pan An scolded in a deep voice.
Before Ye Chen could speak, Pan Ruoshui pulled Ye Chen down behind him and said to Pan An: "Dad, I have already taught my junior brother a lesson, and he knows he was wrong. Please spare him this time."
"Oh, you, just protect him!"
Seeing that Ye Chen and Pan Ruoshui were brothers, Pan An felt helpless and happy in his heart, but he still said to Ye Chen with a straight face: "Starting from tomorrow, I will punish you by sweeping the floor in the sect for seven days to calm down your mind. Do you have any complaints?"
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Ye Chen continued: "This disciple has no complaints."
"Um…"
Pan An nodded slightly and warned again: "Disciple, you must remember that there is no shortcut in cultivation. If you are accustomed to heresy, no matter how many resources you have, you will not be able to become a strong person! Go sweep the mountain gate for me tomorrow morning!"
After saying that, he left.
When Pan An left, Pan Ruoshui said: "Junior brother, dad also thought you would go astray. Don't blame him."
"How could it be possible? Senior sister, Master treats me as his own son. Don't say I made a mistake. Even if I am right, Master's teachings to me are justified!"
Ye Chen shook his head slightly.
Ever since he met Pan An in the main hall, Ye Chen recognized this master, and Pan An treated him more like his own son. Why didn't he regard Pan An as his biological father, so how could he hold grudges.
"Glib tongue!"
Pan Ruoshui chuckled, and gently tapped Ye Chen's eyebrows with her jade finger, "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."
But before Pan Ruoshui could go out, he heard Ye Chen chuckle from behind: "Senior sister, this is all in the dark, junior brother is a little scared to sleep alone... Why don't you, senior sister, stay with me and tell me stories from the past?"
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Pan Ruoshui turned around and gave Ye Chen another shudder, her face turned red with embarrassment and she said with a serious expression: "You are a lot of spendthrift at such a young age, hurry up and practice!"
"oh……"
Seeing Ye Chen's lowered head and lack of interest, Pan Ruoshui's heart softened. He paused before going out and said in a weak voice: "You have been practicing hard these days. When you use the treasures of heaven and earth to build a foundation, you can successfully enter the gathering."
After the Qi state, Senior Sister... Senior Sister will tell you a story."
After saying that, he left in a slight panic.
Ye Chen's eyes lit up, there was a way!
Seeing the graceful figure of Senior Sister disappearing in the night sky, Ye Chen shouted: "Senior Sister, please keep your word!"
Ye Chen jumped up excitedly on the small bed. He was very excited at the thought of lying with his senior sister. Now he only hoped that the secret realm of Chuyang would be opened soon.
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Time passes.
In the next few days, Ye Chen, in addition to completing the task of cleaning the sect assigned by his master, devoted all his time to cultivation.
The hard work paid off. With the support of intense training and the lottery of 10,000 spiritual stones, Ye Chen's power finally skyrocketed again, reaching a level close to 200 tiger power!
You must know that this kind of power is already the strength of an ordinary monk in the early stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, but Ye Chen's realm still remains at the Great Perfection of the Body Tempering Realm.
According to Pan An's teachings, a breakthrough to a great realm will double the monk's strength. If Ye Chen chooses to break through at this time, his strength will reach a terrifying four hundred tiger power!
This is the power of laying a good foundation.
This is one of the reasons why countless monks flock to top-notch exercises!
"If I eat the treasures of heaven and earth, how much can my strength be increased?"
Ye Chen was full of expectations for this.
But he didn't think much about it, and continued to pick up the broom and carry out the task that his master asked him to clean up the sect.
At the same time, in the main hall of the sect leader.
Sect leader Fei Lie summoned the outer sect elders together.
Seeing that Fei Lie's face was very ugly, some elders couldn't help but ask: "Why is the sect master's face so ugly?"
Fei Lie said solemnly: "I received news that a representative team from Fengling Holy Land heading to Chuyang Secret Realm will pass by my Huo Ling Sect. They said they were here to have some exchanges and asked me to greet them."
When the elders from the surrounding outer sect heard this, their voices suddenly exploded.
"Here we go again!"
Some ill-tempered elders couldn't help but scold: "The Holy Land of Wind and Thunder likes to pick on the weak and pick weak persimmons. It is called 'communication', but in fact it is just to show off its power and show off its muscles!"
"That's right. They know clearly that our sect is in decline and we have no more disciples, but they still come here every time. Don't they just want to see us make a fool of ourselves?"
Hearing the complaints from the elders, Fei Lie felt very angry.
Every time the Wind and Thunder Holy Land comes to the Fire Spirit Sect for exchanges, the attacks are extremely severe. Every time, the outer disciples are seriously injured. Last time, one disciple even almost died. Even if he saved his life in the end, he still ended up with a disabled body. Until
Now I walk with a limp.
Compared with physical damage, mental decadence is the biggest problem for monks.
Because the defeat was so embarrassing, his mind was damaged and he was shaken in his own martial arts aspirations. To this day, that disciple's cultivation is still stagnant, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to step into the Qi Gathering Realm in this life.
Fei Lie saw all this, but there was nothing he could do about it. He could only blame the disciples for their inferior skills.
"We won't complain about these things later. The Fenglei Holy Land representative team will arrive soon. Come with me to the mountain gate to greet them!"
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Just as Fei Lie and many elders were leaving, a group of more than ten monks wearing uniform clothes with thunder and storm patterns embroidered on their backs appeared in the Fire Spirit Realm.
"Stop, who is coming?"
A disciple of Shuming Huo Ling Sect quickly flashed out from the side, trying to stop him in front of everyone.
Among the dozen or so people, the leader, a gray-haired old man, snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the majestic spiritual power swept away with the sound of wind and thunder, sending the few Fire Spirit Sect disciples flying away.
Then he spoke arrogantly and said calmly: "Go and tell Fei Lie that the Wind and Thunder Holy Land representative team is here and ask him to welcome him as soon as possible!"
When the Fire Spirit Sect disciples heard that they were from the Wind and Thunder Holy Land, their faces suddenly showed a look of horror. They did not dare to say anything and hurriedly reported the news to the sect.
Standing next to the white-haired old man, a gloomy-looking disciple sneered: "Master, is this a disciple of the Fire Spirit Sect? He is really too weak! I really don't know why they fight for a spot every time. Anyway, go
The Chuyang Secret Realm is just cannon fodder, why not give that spot to our Wind and Thunder Holy Land."