"Those who can reach the meeting point safely are indeed not ordinary disciples. Each one has richer sect knowledge than the last."
After leaving Caitianyundi, Chen Shen casually played with the sky tablet that belonged to Fan Shichang, and the smile on his lips became thicker: "Haha, not bad, not bad..."
"The profound military skills of this Purple Gold Sky Monument complement each other with Qianfan Sect's unique skill "Wu Bei", and its power is even more impressive."
"Now that I have the mysterious weapon in hand, I have also refined the mysterious technique. I have created another unique and high-grade mysterious technique: "Heaven's Monument of No Sorrow"!"
By now, Chen Shen has finally figured it out.
All sects that participate in the Tianshu Earth Button Competition will, in all likelihood, bring along with them, in addition to their masters, many of the assets in the sect's treasury.
If not, Chen Shen would definitely not be able to get so many treasures.
In fact, this approach of various sects is understandable——
After all, almost all the strong men have rushed to the Tianshu and Earth Button Competition, so the defensive strength within the sect will naturally be empty.
If someone takes advantage of the situation, wouldn't they be in trouble?
And as long as most of the assets are taken away from the sect, even if someone takes the opportunity to capture the sect, it will only be an "empty city".
When the Tianshu and Earth Button competition is over and the strong ones return, those who take advantage of the situation and occupy the magpie's nest will have no good fruits to eat!
Of course, the risks of doing so are also extremely high.
Once a certain sect is killed on the way to participate in the competition, or suffers heavy damage during the Tianshu Earth Button Competition.
Then this sect is equivalent to losing its core inheritance. At best, it will decline day by day and be unable to recover; at worst, it will be completely wiped out and sink into the long river of history...
At this time, the mute slave returned with a dejected face, clasped his fists and bowed to Chen Shen: "Reporting to your lord, this old slave has searched a hundred miles around, but only found the eleven Space Mysterious Rings of the defeated army. Please tell me.
Take a look."
Looking at the eleven mysterious rings parked in the palm of the old man's slowly unfolding hand, they were of quite a high grade.
Come to think of it, the top-grade spiritual stones there would weigh a thousand kilograms together.
But at this moment, Chen Shen waved his hand indifferently: "I said that whatever you find is yours to deal with."
"Thank you, Lord!"
The mute slave was happy and worshiped again.
In fact, these eleven Space Mysterious Rings were deliberately left behind by Chen Shen who had previously asked Ku Ku to let the troops return.
Just kidding, a land that has been plundered by an army of cool skeletons is like a land that has been plowed by oxen thousands of times. How can there be Xuan Jie left behind?
The reason why Chen Shen did this was just to see if the mute slave would secretly drop a few coins behind his back to test his character.
The results proved that Chen Shen's previous beatings really shocked the old guy.
Not only was the mute slave not greedy for ink, but he had never even shed a drop of blood to save his soul. Instead, he brought it back to Chen Shen for inspection.
In this case, Chen Shen didn't mind giving him a little sweetness and gave him the Space Mysterious Ring.
After all, the effect of controlling people with coercion alone is far inferior to the combination of kindness and power, and war slaves are no exception.
As soon as the preface was finished, Chen Shen raised his hand and threw a few earth-level healing and Qi-reviving mysterious pills to the other party: "Eat them and you will recover quickly. I am still in a hurry to get on my way."
"Besides... relying solely on the power of the mysterious elixir is still too slow. Come on, I will use the method of divine soul and mysterious power to help you recover."
"Yes, thank you Lord for the gift!"
After about half a stick of incense, the mute slave's injuries were almost healed.
The remaining dark wounds will be healed in another ten days and a half as the power of Xuan Dan is taken continuously.
"Okay. Cool, put away the skeleton army, we are ready to go."
"In addition, I will be in seclusion later, so you can follow the mute slave to fly to the competition place. Wake me up when you get there."
"Skull, I understand."
"Retreat in seclusion to cultivate? This... how can you do it while you are on the road?"
Just when the mute slave was secretly doubting, he suddenly saw a flash of light in front of his eyes, and Chen Shen's figure completely disappeared.
Then, a glittering golden key was seen being grasped in the palm of the hand by the tall and mighty skeleton, and then the bone wings behind him suddenly flapped, sending up pieces of strong wind.
"Did you hear what the boss said?"
"Ah? Uh, yes..."
Only then did the mute slave come back to his senses from his daze.
In such a short period of time, the young man in white showed off strange methods that he had never seen before.
"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and lead the way!"
"good."
The mute slave agreed readily, but his old eyes slowly narrowed, and he thought to himself: "Huh! I don't dare to disobey the Lord's order."
"You are a little skeleton, nothing more than the lord's battle pet, and your status may not be as high as mine, but you still dare to give me orders arrogantly?"
"Even if I can't bully you openly, I still have to tease you!"
As soon as he thought of this, a pair of golden black wings behind him spread out suddenly and flew away with a "whoosh" sound.
The old man raised the corner of his mouth and was secretly proud of himself: "Hey, hey, my "Golden Roc Spiritual Wings" is the only flying mystical skill of the highest spiritual level, and it has been perfected!"
"What do I think of you...huh?"
Before he could pronounce the last word "chasing", the mute slave was suddenly startled by the rapid airflow passing by him: "This..."
"Can this skeleton thing keep up with my flying speed?"
The mute slave originally planned to dump Ku Ku directly, so that he would have to report the matter to Chen Shen in disgrace.
Then, if the mute slave pretends to be innocent again, then the Lord will not blame him for his "unintentional mistake".
On the contrary, that big skeleton will inevitably be scolded. From now on, it seems that he still dares to talk to me so arrogantly?
But who would have thought...Kukuu would catch up in an instant.
The old man narrowed his eyes: "Hmph, the explosive power is amazing, but I don't know how long it lasts?"
"I want to see how you can defeat my Golden Roc Spirit Wings!"
This man and a skeleton secretly competed in mid-air. In the colorful sky and clouds, Chen Shen knew nothing about it.
Now, he devotes himself wholeheartedly to cultivation——
This young man's newly acquired "Heavenly Monument of No Sorrow" is still at the entry level.
Chen Shen has long since set a goal for himself: he must improve this skill to perfection before reaching the Xuanling Nexus!
One day, two days, three days...
At noon on the fourth day, the mute slave, who had been flying for four days and three nights, finally couldn't hold on anymore. His speed was more than twice as slow as before, and he was breathing heavily.
"Mom, what the hell is this skeleton?"
"I relied on the power of the golden roc's spiritual wings to fly all the way. I ate more than a hundred Qi-reviving mysterious pills in my stomach."
"But it hasn't had a drop of water or a pill... yet it can still keep up?"
Only now did the old man realize what a stupid decision he made to compete with Ku Ku...