The moon was bright, the stars were sparse, the bonfire was blazing, the hare was golden yellow and sizzling with oil. Ji Jianting licked his lips, couldn't help it anymore, tore off a rabbit leg and gobbled it up.
"What? Chen Xianyou, aren't you ready to taste Pindao's cooking?" Ji Jianting asked while eating.
Not to mention Chen Yu, if you reach the level of Ji Jianting, you can't starve to death if you don't eat for a month, but few people can really eliminate things like oral desire.
Chen Yu shook his head and said: "You can eat it, I have to seize the time to heal my wounds."
After a while, Ji Jianting ate the whole hare and wiped it clean. He licked his oily fingers, came to Chen Yu, smiled and said: "Chen Xianyou, look, Pindao has been following you these past two days.
Those who travel all over the world will have hard work without merit, and fatigue without hard work. Shouldn't you consider giving me some benefits?"
Chen Yu, who was practicing, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Ji Jianting, and said, "What benefits do you want?"
"Of course, the more benefits, the better. However, poor Taoists are self-aware, so Chen Xianyou can just give them to you." Ji Jian Ting rubbed his chubby hands, with a glimmer of greed in his small eyes.
"Taoist Master, you dug the tombs of the ancestors of Piaoyun Valley before. Do many people want to kill you?" Chen Yu asked expressionlessly.
Ji Jian nodded firmly. What Chen Yu said was true and he could not refute it.
"Isn't that right!" Chen Yu said with a joking arc on his lips, "I will make Piaoyun Valley the history of the Xuanling World. From now on, no one will seek revenge from you."
"Isn't it much better to be free and worry-free than to have spiritual stones, heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and magic weapons?"
That’s reasonable! It’s so damn reasonable! People in Piaoyun Valley were indeed pursuing Ji Jianting’s traces in the Xuanling Realm before. The owner of the valley, Ye Yixuan, vowed to kill Ji Jianting, but now, everything has passed.
"Chen Xianyou, what you said is so good that I can't refute it!" Ji Jian sighed helplessly.
"Taoist Priest, don't sigh. In the not too distant future, I will have to clean up the Tiandao Sect, the Tianyao Sect, the Holy Spirit Sect, and the Zi Zi Sect. As long as you stay by my side with peace of mind, the benefits will definitely be indispensable!" Chen Yu said hypocritically
He pretended to comfort him.
"I somewhat don't understand, why do you want to bring me with you? My cultivation is just a burden to you!" Ji Jianting touched his head, very confused.
"People in the secular world, whether they are poor or rich, like to keep some pets. Even ascetics like to keep mounts. When necessary, they can relieve loneliness!" Chen Yu said with a smile.
"You treat me as a pet?" Ji Jianjian's face immediately fell.
"No, I treat you as a friend!" Chen Yu looked sincere.
"This is not bad!" Ji Jianting was finally satisfied.
Chen Yu continued to practice, while Ji Jianting touched his round belly and lay on the grass snoring loudly.
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At midnight, the river was surging, and in the primeval forests on both sides, there were roars of wild beasts. Ordinary mortals would probably faint from fear here, but Chen Yu and Ji Jianting were not afraid.
The bonfire has been burned out, but at least the moonlight is like silver water, and I can barely see the surrounding situation.
In the dark night, Ji Jianting, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, the unscrupulous Taoist priest had a pair of pupils as deep and vicissitudes as the sea of stars in the universe. They were completely different from his frivolous and vulgar appearance during the day.
Step by step, the fat Taoist priest came to Chen Yu and took off all the ten rings on the fingers of Chen Yu's hands.
Chen Yu's state is extremely strange. He is indeed practicing. He will be alarmed if there is any disturbance around him, but it is of no use to Ji Jianting.
Stuffing ten storage rings into his broad chest, Ji Jian showed a sinister smile on his lips.
A sudden flash of lightning pierced the sky like a falling meteor and quickly disappeared on the horizon.
…
In the early morning, Chen Yu opened his eyes from practicing.
A bright sun rose from the horizon. Chen Yu stood up and stretched his muscles. Suddenly, he noticed something and his expression changed.
Looking at the fingers of his empty hands and looking around, Chen Yu understood everything.
His teeth were gritting loudly. This disgusting and unscrupulous Taoist priest had actually set his sights on him. He deserved to die.
In two days, Chen Yu not only obtained thousands of years of Piaoyun Valley's foundation, but also liquidated three third-rate small sects, and obtained ten treasures of heaven and earth, magic weapons, elixirs, and herbs.
ring.
This is great, everything is cheap for Ji Jianting, that bastard.
Putting his right hand into his black hair, Chen Yu fumbled for a long time and finally took off King Solomon's ring.
Just in case, Chen Yu had already tied King Solomon's ring to a strand of hair. It contained the most precious treasure. Fortunately, he didn't lose it. It was a blessing in misfortune.
"My guess is indeed correct. This unscrupulous Taoist priest is not simple!" Chen Yujian frowned and fell into deep thought.
His mental power is extremely strong. In his previous life in the main realm, he had thousands of fierce fights, which honed Chen Yu's crisis awareness to a perfect level.
Not to mention that during the cultivation process, even if Chen Yu fell asleep, even the sound of an outsider's breathing would wake him up.
But Ji Jianting, who was in the early stages of cultivating the golden elixir, took off the ten rings on Chen Yu's fingers one after another, but he had no reaction at all.
"It's not simple... it's really... it's not simple!" Chen Yu's pupils sparkled. This fat Taoist priest was getting more and more interesting.
However, Ji Jianting never thought about why Chen Yu put ten storage rings on his fingers and pretended to be a nouveau riche?
"Taoist Priest, if you are in the first grade of junior high school, don't blame me for being in the fifteenth grade!" Chen Yu smiled.
…
There is a mountain in the west of Xuanling Realm called Holy Spirit Mountain.
The Holy Spirit Mountain is 8,000 feet high and tilts toward the southeast. It is the tallest peak in the Xuanling Realm except for the Ancient Ruins World Mountain.
The Holy Spirit Sect, one of the six major sects in the Xuanling Realm, is located on the bank of the clear water lake below this peak.
Jade towers, carved dragons and painted phoenixes, and splendid palaces are lined up in rows. At this moment, all the elders of the Holy Spirit Sect have been summoned to the Main Hall.
A middle-aged man in a golden robe sat on the main seat. His face was expressionless, and his pupils were golden and shining, like two small suns, which shocked people's hearts.
This person is the absolute helmsman of the Holy Spirit Religion, the leader Wansheng.
In the first seat on Wan Sheng's left hand, Lan Tu, the Holy Spirit Sect's great elder, sat. The seats of the second elder and third elder were empty, because Rogge and Lu Xianke had been killed by Chen Yu.
Many elders who are in the middle stage of Jindan are sitting on pins and needles, and many elite disciples don't even dare to take a breath.
Because in the center of the hall, there was a sandalwood box. In the wooden box, there was a bloody human head.
The owner of the head is Wan Guoting, the young leader of the Holy Spirit Sect and the only son of Wan Sheng.
In the main hall, no one dared to say a word. Even the mainstay, the Great Elder Lan Tu, felt as if his chest was heavy, as if he was being pressed by a big stone.
Among the six major sects in the Xuanling Realm, the Wuliang Sword Sect was founded only a few hundred years ago and is one of the last to come from behind.
But the Holy Spirit Sect has a history of 30,000 years since its founding, and its firepower is passed down from generation to generation.
In thirty thousand years, this is the first time that the Holy Spirit Church has had its prestige and dignity trampled upon.
Chen Yu not only stepped on the Holy Spirit Sect's face, but also violently ravaged it. Lan Tu could sense that the leader Wan Sheng was on the verge of going berserk.