In the cities near Tianci Sect, notices of the memorial ceremony were posted everywhere, and the nationwide joyful event also made countless people cheer.
Zhao Chu was beheaded with scars all over his body and went into seclusion after returning.
After three days and three nights of cultivation, he took a large amount of elixirs, and the skin wounds had long since healed, and the spiritual power in the purple sea of his dantian was already impacting the eighth level of Qi refining.
Zhao Chu's Purple Cloud Spiritual Sea is so special that even he himself doesn't know when he will be able to break through. Maybe in the next second, maybe next month.
call!
Zhao Chu took a long breath, and a cloud of purple air erupted from his nose, like an auspicious cloud, which actually transformed into various shapes, mixed with rolling purple thunder, and then disappeared in a flash.
Then, he opened his eyes, and purple lightning rolled in. It lasted for more than ten seconds, and then returned to normal.
After the injury was completely healed, Zhao Chu stood up and moved around slowly.
During this period of time, Fang Sanwan's progress made him feel jealous.
If the opportunity comes, Fang Sanwan, who is at the peak of Qi refining, can directly attack the foundation building realm... It is not a false foundation, but a real foundation.
The terror of the nine-orificed exquisite body is evident.
And Ning Tianjiang, who goes out early and returns late, is also practicing hard for his sudden success.
In the past few days, Zhao Chu has been thinking about whether he had offended the great immortal and could induce five foundation-building purple gold guards to kill him, a small person in the Qi Refining Realm.
I have no clue, but there seems to be a little thread.
Until early in the morning, Fang Sanwan gave Zhao Chu a jade slip with an image.
The jade slips mainly record some major events in the Qinggu Kingdom. Like the News Broadcasting Network in the previous life, they can be regarded as official news from the imperial court.
The most important thing inside made Zhao Chu's pupils flash with murderous intent.
In the twilight, a figure stood on the high platform in the imperial court. He was arrogant in rich clothes... Although he had not been seen for a while, he looked like a man who had been drained by wine and sex, and there were ten people beside him.
The Purple Gold Guard will protect him, but Zhao Chu will not forget this person.
That big shot who can't be offended is him.
Bai Zhuoyue!
Moreover, there was good news that the whole country was celebrating. Even Ning Tianjiang and Fang Sanwan couldn't help cheering and clamoring for two drinks to celebrate.
The ancient giant cannon!
Before the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, the imperial court successfully fired dozens of cannons under the watch of hundreds of millions of people. In terms of range and power, they were the most powerful cannons in the records.
The Qinggu Kingdom is about to rise.
These days, the whole country is in a state of excitement.
And this Qinggu cannon was forged by Bai Zhuoyue, the young master of the Qinggu Holy Land. It broke the monopoly of the Divine Power Imperial Court in one fell swoop and gained the superpower's pass.
Bai Zhuoyue's name became known to everyone overnight, and he instantly became a powerful figure worshiped by everyone.
Beyond all the heroes in the past, Huang Gongyi and Hu Nanyang are not worth mentioning...Those people may be able to protect the peace of the country, but they cannot create an era.
"I really can't afford to offend you now. If the Zijin Guard kills me, you can sit back and relax and realize your dream of a holy land."
Zhao Chu closed the jade slip and walked out of Tianci Sect in silence.
Behind him, Ning Tianjiang and Fang Sanwan were still blushing, madly discussing the power of the Qinggu cannon, imagining how the Qinggu country would completely destroy the ferocious monster clan in the next war. Decades later, they would also embark on the journey.
The journey of expansion in Shangqinggu.
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The City of No Regrets.
As soon as the teleportation formation lit up, Zhao Chu stepped out with the sole of his foot.
In a daze, he seemed to have gone to the wrong place... Is this still the city of No Regrets a month ago?
There are portraits of Bai Zhuoyue and models of giant cannons everywhere. Even children hold a simple wooden cannon in their hands, shouting to defeat the Divine Power Imperial Court.
This place has become Bai Zhuoyue's city.
Recalling the days when we were in trouble together, Zhao Chu sneered.
The reason why I embarked on the path of weapon refining back then was because you recited the basics of weapon refining, and I accidentally learned it. I owe you a favor and a cause. The powerful cannon is the result I repay you.
If you like glory and wealth, you can tell me directly, how can I stop you from becoming famous? I may even help you upgrade your cannon and truly surpass the mighty imperial court. What is the difficulty? What I cherish is this feeling of adversity.
The crude version of the giant cannon at a distance of 4 miles is really vulnerable.
But why are you so narrow-minded that you want to send someone to kill me?
Since we have both grudges and grudges, now there is only hatred left!
Zhao Chu stood in front of the original medical clinic and did not leave for a long time... He was a nostalgic person. Recalling the days when Ze Yanhua left and Bai Zhuoyue took care of him, Zhao Chu felt a little uncomfortable.
"Huh... these two people?"
Just as Zhao Chu was about to leave, he suddenly saw two figures in the corner of the restaurant. They found a steamed bun in the swill bucket, cut it into two parts, and then squatted in the corner, gnawing miserably.
Bai Zhuoxin, Bai Zhuoye!
These are Bai Zhuoyue's two brothers. Zhao Chu had a relationship back then. Although these two men were mean to Bai Zhuoyue, they did not abandon him when the crisis came.
Logically speaking, Bai Zhuoyue was so successful that she was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. How could she abandon her two brothers?
Zhao Chu took a closer look and saw that the wrist bones of the two were misaligned. It looked like someone else had lost his hands... For a weapon refiner, losing his hands meant that he had lost his entire cultivation.
They are already good at Qi cultivation, so no one wants to be bandits.
Under Bai Zhuoyue's deliberate targeting, everyone knew that the aloof young master had a grudge against these two people and could not even find a job moving goods.
Being hungry, the two brothers could only rummage through the swill buckets.
In the Qi Refining Realm, if you have Qi Hai Dan, you can live without food and avoid eating the fireworks of the world. But without Qi Hai Dan, a monk's appetite is dozens of times greater than that of ordinary people. When he is hungry, his Dantian will shake, and he will be hundreds of times more painful than ordinary people.
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It is true that no matter how poor the Tianci Sect is, they will cook a large pot of sweet potatoes every morning. No matter how unpalatable it is, those disciples who are too lazy to cook will still endure it and swallow it.
"My half-brother must have been retaliated against... he is indeed a heartless and unjust person."
On the other side of the street, Zhao Chu looked at the two sad brothers and shook his head inwardly.
…
"Do you remember me?"
The two brothers were eating steamed buns, not even caring about where they were chewing.
This month, their palms were crippled and unable to be forged. Under the shadow of Bai Zhuoyue, they could not find even the most menial jobs, and they could not farm. In the end, all their tempers were worn away by hunger. What kind of son of the Bai family?
Hatred is not as good as a bite of steamed buns.
Even if they go hunting, they are driven away by the city defenders. Moreover, their arms are crippled and their strength is not even comparable to that of the spiritual pulse realm. Hunting is a court of death.
At this time, suddenly there was a dark shadow, blocking the light in front of him.
"Who are you……"
Bai Zhuoye raised his head, his face covered with bruises, which should be the scars from being beaten in the past few days.
"I remember you, you and the third child, no, you and the young master came to the Bai Mansion back then, and you even built the Chariot of Glory."
Bai Zhuoxin has a good memory.
But when he mentioned the third child, his pupils flashed with fear, presumably because he had suffered a lot because of the crime of disrespect.
"Eh... aren't you dead? Are you able to escape the Purple Gold Guard's pursuit?"
Bai Zhuoye thought about it as soon as he thought about it, and then asked.
"Yes, run away. The young master will dedicate the Qinggu cannon to the imperial court. There are only two conditions. The first is to create the Qinggu Holy Land, and the second is to take your life... You can't escape the young master.
If we are to pursue you, quickly find a way to leave Qinggu Country, and run as far away as possible."
Bai Zhuoxin looked at Zhao Chu, filled with a sad aura of a rabbit dead and a fox sad.
They are both poor people in the world. Although they are not as good as dogs, they are not hunted down at least.
"By the way, Zijinwei has put down a reward of 5 million gold coins for your information, so run away."
Bai Zhuoye suddenly remembered something and said quickly.
"Bai Zhuoyue, you are so heartless."
Zhao Chu shook his head and then asked:
"You should report me and get 5 million gold coins."
"Haha, we are the same degenerate people in the world. We sold you and then knelt at his feet and continued to be humiliated? I would rather eat steamed buns and drink swill than see him..."
"Time is running out. We are not greedy for 5 million gold coins. Someone will be... let's go!"
The two brothers smiled. Although they were useless, they had never intentionally harmed anyone.
"Here, eat first!"
Zhao Chu shook his head and handed two Qi Hai Dan to the two of them.
…
evening.
Three inconspicuous men in black stepped onto the teleportation formation leaving Wu Regret City.
From now on, the residents of Wuhui City have never seen the two poor young masters of the Bai family again... Some people speculate that they must have starved to death because they couldn't eat during the Qi refining period and died faster than ordinary people.
…
That night, Zhao Chu brought the two brothers back to Tianci Sect.
When it comes to forging, the two brothers are actually no worse than Bai Zhuoyue, it's just that they are used to it step by step and don't have as big ambitions as Bai Zhuoyue.
"The injury on your palm is not serious. Take these pills, rest for a night, and come to me tomorrow!"
Zhao Chu made simple arrangements and went directly to Ning Tianjiang's room.
"There are still a few days before the Ten Thousand Sects Potential Battle. I will take as many of these things as I can find... I don't have enough money, so Dan will come and collect it!"
Zhao Chu made a list and threw a few bags of Qi Haidan to Ning Tianjiang.
"These forging materials? The imperial court is purchasing them. I happened to hoard a large quantity some time ago and just planned to sell them. Fortunately, you spoke in time."
Ning Tianjiang frowned.
He buys and resells, and has an extremely keen sense of business... A month ago, through various channels, he found out that the imperial court used these materials to deliberately stockpile goods. Who knew that Zhao Chu would use them.
"Keep looking, money is not an issue."
Zhao Chu smiled, this guy is really good at doing business.
"I have some say in the Chamber of Commerce. I can get everything I can buy for you."
Ning Tianjiang nodded and left Tianci Sect.
Private businessmen must be faster than the imperial court... The imperial court deceives the superiors and deceives the subordinates, and also has to deal with obstacles, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
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"Junior brother, come here."
At this time, Fang Sanwanshenshennao came to Zhao Chu.
"Junior brother, in a few days, we are going to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Potential Battle. Each sect must have its own ceremonial weapon... Our Tianci Sect was originally a broken chariot, but unfortunately it was taken away and sold by the leader.
...Last year, Mr. Mo took me to a place where there are chariots from the glory days of the Tianci Sect 200 years ago. Let’s go and see if there are any parts that can be sold, and let’s put together another chariot!”
Fang Sanwan carried Zhao Chu to a barren mountain.
A spell was played, and a deep pit appeared on the ground.
"According to Mr. Mo, this was the secret room of the old leader Shen Fusheng. There was a God-given Phoenix in it, which was even more gorgeous than the magical weapons of the nine major sects. Unfortunately, the old leader fell and this magical weapon was used by all previous leaders.
A lot of parts were sold, and we had to come and pick up the missing parts.”
The two entered the secret room, and Fang Sanwan sighed.