"So many people!" Ning Chen followed Huang Ying to the valley, and what he saw was such a bustling scene. At this time, the valley was already filled with people, and there were densely packed monks from various forces and various cultivation levels.
The valley is almost filled with stands.
There were also many people from the Qingyun Sect this time. Huang Ying and Qin Guan brought many elder disciples from the Southern Yun Palace and the Southeast Yun Palace to watch the battle. Ning Chen also saw Feng Ling'er and Qingyun in the venue belonging to the Qingyun Sect.
Two swords.
"Is there anyone coming from other Prince Yun's residences?" Ning Chen asked.
"It's just a battle between Qi Refining Stage disciples. None of the Yun Kings came, but they also sent Elders from the Ning Yuan Stage with many envoy disciples to watch the battle. After all, the fights were all elite disciples from the major forces in the Three Kingdoms." Yan Wu
Xun Dao looked at Feng Ling'er and Feng Xue'er and rolled his eyes.
Seeing Ning Chen appear, Feng Ling'er, Zheng Qingtian, and Yue Tianjing all gathered around him.
"Do you have enough talismans? Don't run out of them halfway. If you're not sure, why don't you let me fight?" Zheng Qingtian said coldly.
Ning Chen smiled slightly, "Brother Zheng, don't worry, I will only play a dozen games, I think it should be enough."
"Don't be careless. Who knows what kind of treasures those guys were rewarded by the master for this competition. By the way, what trump card did King Huang Yun give you? Is it safe or not?" Yue Tianjing asked.
"What trump card can be as good as Ning Chen's talisman? One of the safekeepers will smash them all to death." Yan Wuxun said carelessly, "Besides, the magic bag of the dead in battle belongs to the winner, and those old guys have to think about it too.
Consider the risks.”
Feng Ling'er's expression changed when she heard this. She remembered the last time she fought with Ning Chen. Ning Chen's magic and sword skills were average, but the inexhaustible talismans were really terrifying. When the same level was fighting,
, the talismans are not exhausted, Ning Chen is undefeated.
Zheng Qingtian and Yue Tianjing also nodded. No matter how confident they were in their swordsmanship, they had to admit that they had no chance of winning against Ning Chen's Fu Hai tactics. In this battle for the spirit stone veins, the Qingyun Sect had a great chance of winning.
"Try not to use talismans when fighting. It will be good for you to compete with others more often." Huang Ying instructed.
"Yes, I remember." Ning Chen nodded, that was exactly what he meant.
Feng Ling'er and the other three looked envious. This experience of fighting against the top monks of the same level was also beneficial to them. If Ning Chen's methods were not so incomprehensible, they would have wanted to have an internal competition first to decide who would win.
Went to war.
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A total of fifteen sects participated in this fight, six from the Qingyun Kingdom, five from the Cangshan Kingdom, and four from the Pingshan Kingdom. Each sect sent out their most popular disciples, since they wanted to share the newly discovered spirit stone veins.
A piece of cake is also a way to show the outside world the strength of one's family.
As for who will have the last laugh in the end, it depends on the abilities of each disciple.
At this time, all the factions participating in the battle have gathered together, looking at each other's disciples. Ning Chen's eyes jumped, and he found Zhong Ting and Jing Qinghua in the Tianlan Sect's camp. At the same time, they also
I saw Ning Chen.
"It's him!" Zhong Ting exclaimed and hurriedly said to an old man behind her, "Father, I saw the murderer of Uncle Baili."
"Well, where is it?" The old man's eyes moved and he followed Zhong Ting's direction, but he couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eye, "Is he from the Qingyun Sect?"
"He was just a casual cultivator at that time." Zhong Ting said bitterly, "I don't know how he can become an envoy of Qingyun Sect now and still appear here."
The Qi Refining Stage monks who can appear here are all potential stocks that the major sects consider valuable and vigorously cultivate. Zhong Ting never expected that Ning Chen would reach such a status.
"He didn't just appear here. I guess it was him who was the one who fought in the Qingyun Sect. You see, those Qingyun Sect disciples with extraordinary momentum are surrounding him, and they are obviously headed by him." Jing Qinghua on the side said solemnly.
.
"That's true." The old man nodded, pondered for a moment, then turned around and ordered a disciple to go find out, and he got the result he imagined.
The Qingyun Sect's envoy who participated in the battle was an envoy named Ning Chen, who had the eighth level of Qi Refining. It was said that he won first place at the Qingyun Conference a month ago. Other than that, no other achievements have been heard of.
"Qinghua, go and inform the Liu family about this." The old man pondered for a moment and said, "This person is now the envoy of the Qingyun Sect, and we must not touch him lightly.
Liu Zhengqing's son died in his hands, I want to see how he reacts and whether he is ready to take action in a fight. Let's follow the Liu family and see what happens."
"Yes, elder." Jing Qinghua nodded and rushed towards the Liu family's grounds. Although Zhong Ting was dissatisfied with her father's handling of the situation, she did not dare to say anything. Although she was domineering, she also knew that Tianlan Sect could not afford to offend her.
Qingyun Sect.
However, it doesn't matter whether the disciples fight for their lives or not. Zhong Ting glared at Ning Chen fiercely and turned around to talk to Yang Hui.
…
The moment Ning Chen met Zhong Ting and Jing Qinghua's eyes, he knew that he had been recognized.
Later, he saw Jing Qinghua leaving the Tianlan Sect camp and rushing towards the Liu family, while Zhong Ting went to a woman who was sitting cross-legged on a boulder with her eyes closed and concentrating, saying something.
"What are you looking at?" Yan Wuxun was beside him, following Ning Chen's line of sight, and curled his lips and said, "That seems to be a disciple of the Tianlan Sect who is going to fight. I heard that he has extraordinary swordsmanship and has been trained in secret. Why,
Do you like her? Then grab her in the ring, I'm optimistic about you!"
"What are you thinking! I was discovered. The two people who escaped from the Tianlan Sect were over there. The one beside her was one of them, and the other went to the Liu family." Ning Chen said helplessly.
"So what?" Yan Wuxun said nonchalantly, "Is there any difference to you?"
"It's very possible that two people will want to kill me on the field." Ning Chen touched his nose and said.
"You are overthinking. Our Qingyun Sect dominates tens of thousands of miles. In fact, the fourteen disciples who appeared today want to kill you, but some people dare not and some cannot." Yan Wuxun suddenly became serious, "My Qingyun Sect is now
The power is at its peak, and these forces can only succumb. In fact, everyone hopes that we will weaken, they will become the second Qingyun Sect, and we will become the second Xitian Sect."
Ning Chen glanced at Yan Wuxun and knew that he was reminding himself to integrate into the Qingyun Sect as soon as possible and understand his status with the Qingyun Sect.
At this time, I am no longer a casual cultivator, but an envoy of the Qingyun Sect. Many people's senses and thoughts about the Qingyun Sect will affect me, and will be displayed in treasure hunts and competitions.
At the same time, the number of life-and-death vendettas caused by personal grievances will gradually decrease. At least it will be impossible to act as unscrupulously as before. There will be more calculations and less forcefulness. At most, the killer will be in a fair fight. In the end, it will be said that it is a manslaughter.
, At that time, the Qingyun Sect could not fight for a dead person. The most they could do was to record this sum and find an opportunity to take revenge later.
For thousands of years, many major factions have cooperated and competed, with complex relationships and constant secret calculations. Everyone has died at the hands of the other, but in the final analysis, hard power is still the basis for ensuring one's own security and interests.