You say it again. Wang Yin, who was sitting leisurely on a chair and listening to a little tune, suddenly jumped up from his seat.
This made the warrior standing in front of him, who was only an intermediate martial artist, break out in cold sweat. He had to repeat it again: Elder Lan Hong asked me to send a message to you. Zhan Chen is back intact.
How did he escape from Lin Fou, and how did he break out of the Demon Sect's siege? Wang Yin squinted his eyes and looked at the cloud-shrouded sky outside the court, and asked
Unfortunately, no one would answer the questions in his heart.
After a long time, he came back to his senses, but he was a little at a loss. He had planned so many conspiracies and assassinated so many geniuses, all of them were successful. But this Zhan Chen, who had a very low status and cultivation level, was both
Escaped from his own control for the first time.
This was definitely a terrifying opponent. When he said this, his body shuddered involuntarily.
But then he laughed loudly again and murmured to himself: Yes, what am I afraid of? I am not planning on others. I must think of a way to completely crush this little strong guy while he is not strong enough. At this point, Wang
A fierce look flashed in Yin's eyes.
The martial artist standing next to him was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
While Wang Yin was making plans, Zhan Chen came to Feiyun Palace and knelt down in front of Zhao He. Although Zhao He had already known the news that Zhan Chen had survived, he was still overjoyed after seeing him in person.
Zhan Chen lowered his head and shouted loudly: I'm an unfilial disciple, please forgive me for being unfilial to my master.
Get up quickly. Zhao He hurriedly stepped forward to help him up. Although this disciple had not been with him for a long time, he liked him the most. He worked hard and basically mastered his alchemy skills. He had already mastered it.
Zhan Chen regarded him as his sole successor.
After Zhan Chen got up, he said: Master, I'm so worried that it took me so long to come back to see you.
Zhao He understood him very well and sighed and said: I understand that you must have your own difficulties, but you must be prepared, the sect leader may come to you
Zhan Chen was very surprised when the sect master came to me.
Yes, you are the only survivor of that secret mission. Mr. Li will definitely come to you to ask about the situation.
Zhan Chen was convinced. Now what he needed to think about more was how to make up a copy of his experiences over the past year. There were some secrets that were difficult to reveal to Li Jianshu.
Tell me quickly, how did you spend this year? Zhao He asked again with concern.
So Zhan Chen speculated and sold it now, telling how the demon-killing team fell into the trap set by Li Guimen, and how Qian Hu protected them in their breakout. He went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers and escaped, but was seriously injured and fell into
The sea, but was lucky enough to be rescued by a passing ship. After tossing and turning, it took a whole year to finally return to Zongli. This process is briefly described.
Obviously, these words are half true and half false. It's not that he doesn't trust his master, but that in the current situation, it's better to be careful.
Zhao He sighed after hearing this, and the two of them exchanged pleasantries for a few more words before parting ways.
That night, Zhan Chen was indeed summoned by Sect Master Li. He carefully followed an inner disciple to Lanling Peak. What he saw was a magnificent hall with three golden characters written on it: Lanling Palace.
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The size of this hall was more than three times the size of the Feiyun Hall that he was familiar with. He secretly thought: This is probably what the inner disciples often say, the main hall where the sect discusses and makes decisions.
He was about to walk inside when he heard the inner disciple in front say: Senior Brother Zhan Chen, the sect leader is not here, but in the courtyard behind.
He nodded awkwardly and followed him from the side path to the back of the main hall, where he saw two tall buildings, namely the Chuan Gong Pavilion and the Treasure House.
Zhan Chen stared at them with a flash of desire in his eyes. The Chuan Gong Pavilion contained the best martial arts in the entire Golden Elephant Sect. Only the headmaster and the Supreme Elder were qualified to announce its opening. The treasure house contained all the wealth collected by the Golden Elephant Sect.
, all the powerful magic weapons, high-end elixirs and elixirs are included in it. I heard that taking out just one thing from there can help a warrior become stronger quickly.
Of course, both the Chuan Gong Pavilion and the treasure house are guarded by an elder with a high level of cultivation, and are usually inaccessible.
Zhan Chen could only look at it and continued to follow the disciple to the back. He saw a beautiful courtyard built at the very back. In the courtyard, there were exotic flowers, trees, small bridges and flowing water, just like a fairyland.
There was so much spiritual energy in it that it formed a spiritual mist that floated in the air and was within reach. He secretly admired in his heart that the treatment of the sect leader was indeed different.
He followed the disciple who led the way into it, and passed through the paths among flowers. He saw a pavilion in the distance, in which a man was sitting, seeming to be sipping tea.
At this time, the disciple who was leading the way turned around and said to him: Zhan Chen, please go over there. Sect Master Li is waiting for you in front. Then he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
Zhan Chen calmed down his mood a little, then walked forward slowly to the pavilion, immediately bowed down and shouted: Disciple Zhan Chen, pay homage to the sect leader.
Well, you should get up. A voice said slowly, with a hint of majesty in his tone.
Only then did Zhan Chen get up and take a look. What he saw was an extraordinary and handsome middle-aged man. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a steep nose, prominent cheekbones, generous lips, and was not angry and self-respecting. This was the person who controlled the 30,000-year-old Golden Elephant Sect.
Li Jianshu, the leader of the first generation of many people.
While Zhan Chen was reading Li Jianshu, Li Jianshu was also looking at Zhan Chen. In his eyes, Zhan Chen was a handsome young man with a calm and resolute personality. The most rare thing was his unique temperament that was neither humble nor arrogant, but also respectful and polite.
, which left a deep impression on him.
So he asked: Are you Zhan Chen?
Yes.
Do you know why I came to you today?
Disciples understand.
Okay, let's not talk nonsense. Tell me everything you know about what happened a year ago.
So, Zhan Chen followed the story he told Zhao He that morning and repeated it to Li Jianshu exactly.
While he was speaking, Li Jianshu's eyes were always fixed on him, giving him a deep sense of oppression. Zhan Chen knew in his heart that this was a warning or even a coercion, forcing him to tell the truth.
This made his heart beat fast, but he still wanted to keep everything as normal on the surface.
It wasn't until he carefully finished the story that Li Jianshu slowly closed his eyes, with a sad look on his face, and murmured to himself: Qian Hu, you are so good, your efforts will not be in vain.
After a while, he opened his eyes again and said to Zhan Chen: Zhan Chen, I have roughly understood the situation, you can go back.
Zhan Chen felt like he was being pardoned, nodded, and quickly exited the courtyard. The pavilion returned to calm, and only Li Jianshu was left sitting there. After a while, he suddenly smiled slightly and said to the air: This Zhan Chen
Morning is really not simple, it’s interesting
After leaving Lanling Peak, Zhan Chen hurried back to his small courtyard. He didn't let out a long sigh of relief until he closed the door. Even though everything seemed to be calm between him and Li Jianshu tonight, in fact they were secretly dueling.
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During the process of his narration, Li Jianshu kept putting pressure on him, looking for flaws in him to judge whether what he said was true, but fortunately, he successfully dealt with it without any mistakes.
What followed seemed to prove his conjecture. One day, two days, and a week passed, and Li Jianshu never found him again. Zhan Chen also gradually resumed his training track, working hard to master the Golden Light Sword, hoping that one day it would be able to