Ruan Wanan, who was sitting at the head of the table, had a smile on his face, waved his hands and said, "Attack, there, haha, we have passed it. With our strength, it should be beyond our capabilities, but this island is not far from us.
That's our place.
This is the territory of our surrounding countries, so this matter must not be tolerated, so I invited everyone to come to discuss the matter as soon as I learned about it, so that everyone can take action together and we can practice together on the island after we take it back!"
"Not bad!"
"The Chinese monks are really too domineering, but if we join forces, even the Chinese Qi Refiners will never be our opponents!"
"I've been close to that island, and it's very full of spiritual energy. It's a holy land for cultivation, and it's currently under construction."
"So we must occupy it as soon as possible, and we cannot let the Chinese monks gain a foothold!"
"Exactly, since our people are all here, when will we set off?"
"It's better sooner rather than later. Maybe the Chinese monks have already gotten the news. Let's set out tomorrow and drive back those Chinese monks who came from afar!"
"Hurry back? Hey hey hey, I really need a strong soul to practice, and I'm afraid there are some skills here that need their help, right?" A man wearing flowery short-sleeves looked like a pervert.
The old man-like monk smiled evilly.
No one who could come to this gathering had good intentions towards China, so several monks who either needed souls or needed blood for cultivation looked at each other and laughed sinisterly.
Opportunities to kill monks don't come around all the time, so you must seize them when you do.
Mosier nodded, "Yes, my little darlings also need something more nutritious. The flesh and blood of those Chinese Qi Refiners is good."
Several of his disciples had died at the hands of a Chinese Qi Refiner. If he had the opportunity to kill a few more Chinese Qi Refiners, he would naturally never object.
Yes, Mosir was the master of those Indonesian monks who died in Ning Chen's hands.
Master Kabir was noncommittal, and Ruan Wanan even had no objections. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, everyone, let's have a good rest tonight and get whatever you want. We will set out early tomorrow morning. Those Chinese monks can kill as many as they can. Give them a big reward."
Give them a lesson and tell them who is the master of this sea area!"
…
On the second day, several luxury yachts sailed out of Nha Port in Vietnam one after another, forming a scattered and irregular queue and sailing quickly towards the east.
An ordinary-looking Chinese tourist was standing at the port taking a selfie with his mobile phone. He happened to take a picture of the yacht leaving the port. Then he slowly left and sent the photo casually, along with a short sentence.
The text, "Target has departed".
"receive!"
…
In Nanhai Cave Sky, Fang Zhen put away his cell phone, came to the door of Feiliu Taoist's room, knocked on the door, and then the door opened without any wind.
Fang Zhen licked his lips and felt powerful fluctuations of breath, which stirred up the real energy in his body.
After calming down, I walked into the room. What I saw were eminent monks and real people chatting in the living room of Taoist Feiliu's villa.
"Coming?" Taoist Fei Liu glanced at Fang Zhen and asked.
"Here we come!" Fang Zhen nodded.
There was a sudden silence in the living room of the villa, which made Fang Zhen jump out of fright.
"You've come well, today is the time for our country's cultivation community to establish its authority in front of the world!" An old man with a green face said with a snort. Fang Zhen felt a sword energy filling the room, and his skin had a light
tingling sensation.
The person speaking was none other than the first true sword cultivator in the modern world of Chinese cultivation, Master Mingfei of the Qingcheng lineage.
"Is the time right? Now we only have a dozen or so people who have advanced to the late stage of Qi refining. The Qi refining masters from the Yue Kingdom have come to stir up trouble. There are definitely a lot of people who have gotten the news. I am afraid that there are already many unrelated people lurking nearby." Yong
Master Hui said thoughtfully.
"Master Yonghui is overly concerned. He is just trying to establish his authority. Now that China itself has gradually shown its fangs, the Chinese people are confident and proud, and ordinary people are like this. Do we in the cultivation world continue to hide our clumsiness and tolerate it?" The speaker was a person.
The Taoist priest wearing a purple gold-patterned Taoist robe and looking graceful and luxurious was none other than Zhang Tianshi of this generation.
"Amitabha, what Master Zhang said is that I have become a disciple." Master Yonghui nodded in agreement. He is also from the lineage of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Jiuhua Mountain. He can suppress the existence of hell. How can he practice this without any special skills?
One-line technique?
Zhang Tianshi looked around and saw everyone nodding, and couldn't help laughing, "It seems that everyone has the same idea. In this case, let's be prepared. No matter how many people come from the six countries this time, we are not allowed to go back.
This is a battle to establish prestige in the Chinese cultivation world. We must let the world see it. After hundreds of years of forbearance, it is now time to soar into the sky!"
"Haha, okay, I heard that the most powerful one this time is a monk from India, so I left him to me!" An old man in Tang suit chuckled.
"Old man Guo, you are too sneaky and very good at calculating. It is said that he is the only one who comes here from the sixth level of Qi Refining. I'll give it to you. Who should we deal with?" Master Danyang joked, "I still have
I’m ready to let my Pure Yang Sword Qi flourish.”
"No, even I can't take your sword. You are being unreasonable. If you want to make a profit, just go to Zhenren Mingfei." The old man Guo who spoke was the only Confucian sitting here.
Grandmaster, with a majestic and mighty aura, he is definitely stronger than most of the people present, not just in terms of strength, but in terms of cultivation.
Upon hearing this, Master Danyang glanced at Master Mingfei, "Thank you so much..."
Master Hanyu shook his head and smiled. These old friends of his had already become extremely indifferent. Who knew they would have such an old and childish side?
"Master Ning won't show up?" Master Jingxu asked Fei Liu Dao Rendao.
Taoist Fei Liu was already at the peak of the sixth level of Qi refining at this time, and advancing to the later stage of Qi refining was only a matter of steps and a half. Hearing this, he shook his head, "Master Ning said that this time, you represent the cultivation world of China to show off your power.
While there, he was watching your magical powers."
Master Jingxu nodded, "Okay, Master Ning, please rest assured that not a single monk from the Six Nations will be able to leave this time."
Looking around, Master Jingxu said, "To be on the safe side, this time it will be our old guys who are in the late stages of Qi Refining who will take action. We will keep them twelve nautical miles away from the island. We must not let them get even one step closer to the island. Others are willing
Those who watch the battle can follow on a yacht."
Everyone nodded after hearing this, and the matter was settled.