Ning Chen got the news from Bansha, but before he could inform others, Feiliu Taoist came to inform him first.
"Master Ning, we have received accurate news that the Yue Kingdom has summoned a group of monks from neighboring countries. They have united and are preparing to seize the South China Sea Cave Heaven."
"You also know?"
"You also know?" Taoist Fei Liu asked curiously. In his impression, Ning Chen didn't seem to have a wide range of interpersonal relationships in the cultivation world. How could he know about this matter earlier than them?
"I know a monk from Taiguo. He called me and told me." Ning Chen said, "It is said that several monks from Yueguo were practicing in the South China Sea and discovered this place through the flow of spiritual energy."
"Exactly." Taoist Fei Liu nodded, "Actually, we have blocked many people who intended to explore here before, but we didn't expect that there were monks from other countries among them."
Ning Chen nodded and smiled. "So, what are you going to do next?"
Taoist Fei Liu also smiled, "Several senior fellow Taoists have just made breakthroughs recently, and they are not having much fun fighting each other."
Ning Chen couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this, "Can we just rely on the crooked melons and cracked dates of the six Southeast Asian countries? I think everyone will be disappointed..."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
…
In Vietnam, on the outskirts of Nha City, there is a secluded and luxurious manor full of seaside atmosphere.
Recently, people living near this manor often see luxury cars driving into the manor and disappearing deep into the dense forest.
"Mom, are these the rich people who came to ask for Master Ruan's help?" asked a girl with big eyes and a very smart look.
A swarthy middle-aged woman held the girl's hand and looked in the direction of the manor with envy and awe, "If you don't know, don't ask. Master Ruan is a land god, not someone we can discuss.
By the way, I have a sister who works as a maid in the manor. When you come of age, I will go to the manor and ask if I can find you a job, even mowing the lawn. Maybe you can get some fairy spirit.
"
In a place where the mother and daughter could not see, a skinny old man put down the girl in his hand. The girl's eyes were dull and her expression was dull. If her fingers were not still twitching under the stimulation of nerve reflexes, she would probably say
It doesn't matter if she is a dead person.
"Lord Mosier, how does this girl taste?" A middle-aged woman walked into the room respectfully, glanced at the girl, and then looked at the skinny old man with a smile on her face.
"Yes, it's delicious. It's the highest level of enjoyment. Except for the Chinese woman I enjoyed ten years ago, she is one of the best." The skinny old man pinched the girl's cheek with a look of enjoyment.
"Master Ruan personally trained this girl since she was a child. I originally planned to enjoy it by myself in a few months, but since Master Mosier appreciates her, she should be enjoyed by you as well." The middle-aged woman said flatteringly.
"Well, then I have to go and thank Master Ruan in person." The skinny old man nodded, very satisfied with the middle-aged woman's compliment.
"What's the matter?"
"Master Mosier, all the immortal masters involved in this operation have arrived. At seven o'clock tonight, Master Ruan will host a banquet in the hall. Please move on." The middle-aged woman lowered her head and said.
"Are you all here?" Mosir's dry old face showed a hint of caution, "Is Master Kabir here too?"
"Here we come, Master Kabir just arrived this morning." The middle-aged woman replied immediately.
Mosier nodded, and his dry, skeleton-like fingers touched the girl's body again, "I understand, you can go down."
…
At seven o'clock that night, Mosier arrived at the hall of the manor's main building on time.
At this time, the hall had been completely renovated and turned into a large restaurant, filled with delicacies from all over the world. Dozens of monks were sitting on the table, eating, whispering to each other, or watching indifferently.
They were dressed up in different ways. There were people in modern attire, who looked like ordinary successful business people, and there were monks in weird traditional clothes, who looked like they were having a themed party where demons were dancing.
For example, a monk from India is wrapped in a linen robe and looks like a homeless man. Who can tell that he has reached the sixth level of Qi refining and is the most powerful monk among the monks here?
"Master Mosier is here. Thank you for your support. Please take a seat!"
Sitting in the main seat of the hall is a dark old man with short gray-white hair. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and wears a traditional robe from across the country. He is smiling and looks gentle. If it were not for the aura of the fifth level of the Qi Refining Star,
It emanates faintly, I'm afraid he looks like a Confucian scholar, more than a Qigong practitioner.
"I've met Master Ruan, and he's very polite. That island should be ours, so naturally we have to work together to drive out those Chinese monks who came from afar." Mosier clasped his hands together and said politely.
After arriving at his own place and sitting down, Mosier looked around and found that, as Ruan Wanan had said when he invited him, there were nearly twenty master-level figures in this operation.
This is a very terrifying force. In the Huaridonghai Exchange Conference, a famous town in East Asia, there are only three or five master-level figures on each side.
The Southeast Asian countries can only have a dozen or so masters at most. In other words, the strength of the monks sitting here has reached or even exceeded that of a country. If they really wanted to, they could even wipe out all the monks in a certain country.
strength!
Mosier himself is at the fourth level of Qi refining. Of course, they don't have this specific classification yet, but the so-called master-level figures are actually in the middle stage of Qi refining.
In other words, there are nearly twenty mid-stage Qi Refining monks in the hall at this time, and there are also several people who are on the sixth level of Qi Refining and the fifth level of Qi Refining!
If it were not for the few late-stage Qi refiners in Nanhai Dongtian, this power would not be underestimated. Even the Hua Kingdom would have to deal with it carefully, but it is a pity that they do not know the details of Nanhai Dongtian at this time, nor do they know the Hua Kingdom.
In the country's cultivation world, there are already several more late-stage Qi-refining monks who can fly in the air.
At this time, they sat down together and began to talk confidently about expelling the Chinese Qigong Masters and occupying the Holy Land of Cultivation in the South China Sea.
"With the advanced cultivation of Master Kabir, Master Ruan, and the support of more than a dozen of us, let alone a mere island, even if they attack directly, hehe, they will not be able to stop them if they attack the mainland of China!"
The bald monk in yellow robes chuckled and said, he is a monk from Tai Kingdom, and his cultivation level is also at the fourth level of Qi Refining, but his Qi is not very stable, so it will not take long for him to advance.
In addition to more than a dozen middle-stage Qi-refining monks present, some people also brought one or two of their own disciples, but they were all in the early stages of Qi-refining and sat aside without daring to say a word.