Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 330 The Battle of the Clans ([-])

The four ancestors of Yuan Dan who were present did not give any explanations.

From the beginning to the end, the ins and outs of the whole matter were only known to a few of them who were in the Yuandan Realm.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the younger generation after a hundred years or even hundreds of years may still be kept in the dark.

Under the general situation, low-level monks can only obey the orders from above, rise up to kill the enemy, and strive to survive.

The so-called longevity and long-term vision are just a distant dream for almost all living beings.

Even Chen Ping, who is pregnant with the most precious treasure, dare not regard longevity as the goal of Taoism.

His idea is simple and rude, accumulate resources, seize every opportunity to advance, step on the heads of others step by step, and finally control his own destiny.

It's as if he is currently in the Yuan Dan realm, and if he speaks a word and orders one thing, hundreds of Qi training and foundation building monks will fight to death for his selfish desires.

If one day breaks through into the golden elixir, it will be Yuan elixir, a fake elixir, that will obey orders.

And once the transformation into a god is achieved, even the Yuanying ancestor who enjoys three thousand lifespans will have to bow his head and obey his ears.

To hold a monstrous power that can be given up at any time is not to live in vain.

"The battle on the battlefield adopts a points system."

Chen Xiangwen spoke again, and said in a spirited voice: "Killing an enemy who trains Qi will accumulate five points, an enemy who builds a foundation will accumulate one hundred points, and a half-step Yuandan will accumulate two hundred points."

As for the stronger Yuan Dan realm, he didn't mention a word.

The Yuandans of the Deng and Pu tribes were only a few, and when they fought, they had to rely on their own high-level officials to deal with them, and the low-ranking monks were basically useless.

"Assuming that there is a situation of besieging and destroying the enemy, then the monk who caused the fatal blow will get half of the points, and the participants will share the remaining points."

"In addition, points cannot be traded or given away."

Fan Yiqiao added slowly from the side.

This scoring model is a mature system that has been implemented for decades in the two battlefields.

Before, Fan Yiqiao only proposed a framework, and the Chen family readily accepted it.

And he recruited more than 100 sect elites here, not only because of the bondage of the Hou Yi blood contract, but also because he wanted to earn a lot of resources from the Chen family to supplement his own strength.

Because it was the Chen family who led the offensive and defensive battles in Haichang, all reward resources were also provided by them alone.

Similarly, the follow-up Jinrui battlefield will be in charge of Broken Star Gate.

"All the resources seized during the war must not be collected privately. Whether you are a member of my Chen clan or a disciple of the Broken Star Sect, once you find it, you will be killed without mercy."

Chen Ping's eyes shone coldly, and everyone who was swept by him lowered their heads in shock.

"Chen Daoyou's words are also what I mean."

Fan Yiqiao's eyes were piercing, looking directly at the sect's queue, he spoke slowly, especially staying on his grandson Fan Chiyan for a while longer.

This child was raised by him himself, and he is usually under strict control.

However, the family is too superior. Although the grandson's character is not related to arrogance and recklessness, he is a bit pretentious and lonely.

That time, in the last round of the sect's alchemy competition, Sun Tzu was defeated by Gong Lingshan and lost the right to use the Qingxu Hualou pill.

Fan Chiyan's mentality suddenly collapsed a lot, and she intensified her efforts to seize resources, broke the rules on the Jinrui battlefield many times, and privately withheld the sect's public wealth.

Regarding this matter, he, Fan Yiqiao, and Gong Lingshan were well aware of it, but they just turned a blind eye and did not deal with it shamelessly.

But right now it's on Chen's territory.

With Chen Ping's ruthlessness, if Fan Chiyan dared to violate the rules, this person would definitely wring his grandson's head off in front of him.

Chen Ping's supernatural powers are strong, and Fan Yiqiao asked himself that if two of him are superimposed, he is not an opponent.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he warned his grandson with cold eyes that he must not do anything wrong.

"Does my grandfather think I'm a foolish and mindless cultivator?"

Fan Chiyan put her hands together and bowed her head, but she muttered dissatisfied in her heart.

"Hey, this guy seems to be a little thorn, otherwise why did old man Fan deliberately warn him?"

Chen Ping thought about it calmly, and decided to pay more attention to this person when he decided to fight.

He could remember that when Fan Chiyan charged into Fuge Mountain in a spirit ship, he was clamoring to destroy the Chen family.

If there was an opportunity to educate this son, how could Chen Ping miss it so easily.

"Are there any doubts about the points system of the war?"

Chen Xiangwen summoned up his spiritual energy for a while, and the voice in his mouth immediately spread throughout New Moon Valley.

After a few breaths, he saw that no one asked any questions, so he continued: "Next, I will announce the treasure rewards that I have initially formulated."

From the moment his words fell, the audience was silent for an instant, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, it was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop to the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Xiangwen smiled slightly, and threw out a piece of blood-colored leather paper from the sleeve robe, and in a flash, it suddenly magnified hundreds of times, turning into a purple curtain of light, with densely packed ancient characters of cultivation.

For a moment, all the cultivators stared wide-eyed, staring at the light screen hastily and non-stop.

Immediately afterwards, a junior qi practitioner on the steps couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Just as he covered his mouth and felt impolite, heated discussions rang out one after another from all around.

As if what he said just now was just the prelude to the tsunami and waves, after a while, there were overwhelming cheers from everywhere.

Up to a few half-step Yuandan, down to the seventh level of Qi training, all faces are filled with joy.

Because the rewards promised by the Chen family were so generous that they couldn't believe it.

The one that hangs at the top is a mysterious low-level kung fu method with five elements attributes.

Although the name of the exercise was not marked, and only the formulas from the Qi training state to the early stage of the Yuandan state were provided, everyone was very interested and their eyes lit up.

For the vast majority of people, the cultivation methods of the first three realms are completely sufficient. Could it be that they are still trying to break through the golden elixir?

Of course, even if you exchange for this incomplete black-grade low-level exercise, it will cost [-] points.

It is equivalent to at least beheading five foundation builders alone!

What a concept, even Chen Xingchao, Fan Chiyan, Jiang Wanfu and other half-step Yuandans would not dare to boast about it.

"This old man must obtain the Xuanpin Kung Fu."

Jiang Wanfu's eyes narrowed, and a hint of greed burst out.

"Brother Chen, the one worth five hundred points can't be the magic method of Tianluo Zhiyang?"

Fan Yiqiao frowned, and sounded slightly unhappy.

I think he just replaced Tianluo Zhiyang Miaofa with five pieces of fourth-order ore. If he let everyone exchange it at this time, wouldn't it be a big loss?
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Fan, Tianluo Zhiyang's magical technique is a secret of our clan, and it cannot be easily leaked."

Chen Ping smiled at him, and said in a warm voice.

In fact, the mysterious skill he listed in the reward is Deng Chenhuan's Punching Ember Art.

This tactic is one of the Deng family's township skills. He only got the part that was cultivated to the early stage of Yuandan, so it is suitable to be included in the exchange.

"The nobles have actually collected two mysterious exercises?"

Fan Yiqiao was shocked suddenly, and said in an envious tone.

The Broken Star Sect has been passed down to this day, and there is only one mysterious grade, the Tiansu Yunshui Art, to support the scene.

But this was once a vassal, rose by surprise, and possessed two mysterious exercises to suppress the family fortune. The huge change really made him feel mixed feelings and mixed feelings.

"It should be as rumored by the outside world that the Chen family has obtained the complete inheritance of a fake elixir or a golden elixir monk."

Fan Yiqiao licked his lips, thinking secretly.

After pondering over and over again, he plans to tell Fan Chiyan and Huang Yuguan later that no matter how difficult it is, one of them must get [-] points.

After the Xuanpin Kungfu, there are two top-grade spiritual tools, priced at two hundred points.

And the third place in the list of treasures is a cultivation experience that breaks through the threshold of Yuan Dan Realm, 150 points.

Next, there are a variety of pills, talismans, magic weapons, etc., ranging from one hundred points to one point.

Calculated in this way, one point is equivalent to three hundred spirit stones!
Inspired by such generous rewards, the cultivators seemed to ignore the fear brought about by the Deng and Pu clans, and were eager to try. What's more, they believed that their methods were not weak, and they began to hope that the enemy would kill Shanghai Changdao soon.

Anyway, the sky is falling, and it's not their turn to carry the tripod.

What's more, Patriarch Yuan Dan was an old man, if he didn't have the slightest bit of confidence, how could he rashly start a war.

Amidst the murmur of discussion among the crowd, the four ancestors of Yuan Dan disappeared without a trace.

After the mobilization was over, Chen Ping immediately issued a foot restraint order, and the monks in the New Moon Valley were not allowed to go out a step from now on.

In addition, cultivators are not allowed to gather in groups, hold exchange meetings without permission, and so on.

……

In the main hall of the worship hall, Chen Xiangwen and Chen Ping sat facing each other, holding a jade slip in their palms.

"I didn't expect the number of monks above the seventh level of Qi training under my Chen family to reach more than 410."

Letting go of the jade slips sent by the Internal Affairs Hall, Chen Xiangwen said with emotion.

Chen Ping withdrew his consciousness expressionlessly and did not answer.

Of course, there can't be so many masters from the Chen family.

There are more than 410 people counted by the Internal Affairs Hall, including dozens of guest ministers from the ninth floor of Qi training led by the Enshrining Hall, the monks who surrendered on Feiyue Island, and the casual cultivators who stayed in the sea area of ​​​​the Chen family and were temporarily requisitioned.

These more than 400 qi practitioners, together with more than [-] foundation builders, are the mainstay for participating in this battle.

Those whose cultivation base has not reached the late stage of Qi training are not even considered cannon fodder in the face of cruel monk wars, and there is no need to fight at all.

"Well, after this battle, I don't know how much I can survive."

Chen Xiangwen's sad face flashed, and he sighed.

"If you don't fight or grab, what's the reason for comprehension?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "When a person is born, many things are predestined. Your spiritual roots, your background, and the environment in which you grew up are hard for you to change."

"However, the human race is not a creature that only relies on instinct to survive. When the shackles of fate trap you, we can struggle, we can resist, and we can influence our surroundings by strengthening ourselves."

"And this monk war is like a shackle around the neck. It cannot be broken, and it will disappear after death. On the contrary, once it succeeds, whether it is a family or an individual, they will get an unprecedented transformation."

Chen Xiangwen rubbed his brows, as if he couldn't agree with his remarks, he simply gave up the topic, and said solemnly: "By the way, I want to send a group of family children out to avoid disaster."

"Keep the tinder?"

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he nodded in agreement.

He had actually considered this from the beginning, but he was too lazy to give orders.

Unlike Chen Xiangwen who always puts family interests and inheritance first, he has almost no sense of belonging to Haichang.

If he hadn't deliberately formed a force to collect high-grade ore, he would have left this barren sea area long ago.

After pondering for a while, Chen Ping spoke slowly and said: "Zhoukang Linggen has good aptitude, and he is very talented in alchemy. Let him lead a few qi training juniors to leave quietly."

"This……"

Chen Xiangwen wrinkled his nose, thought for a while and said, "It just so happens that I have something to do with the Alchemy League on Wangqin Island, so I can ask a few friends to take care of them."

"Well, Wangqin Island is a good place to go. Zhou Kang can practice alchemy even after living there for a long time."

Chen Ping smiled, and said again: "I plan to hand over the two third-level formations in the city to Yun'er and Junior Sister Jiang. Uncle Wen has no objection?"

"You decide."

Chen Xiangwen grinned, secretly slandering, Chen Ping is obviously showing favoritism.

In the battle between the two sides, fighting head-on is definitely the most dangerous. Even the Yuan Dan cultivators are at risk of falling.

But sitting in Haichang City is not the case. Unless the monks fighting outside are defeated like a mountain, otherwise, under the protection of two third-level formations, it is much safer than outside the city.

However, Chen Xiangwen could understand his actions to defend his Taoist companion and junior sister.

Just like just now, Chen Ping proposed to let Chen Zhoukang go to Wangqin Island to avoid disaster. Although he thought it was not good, he never objected.

Next, the two stopped talking, and each returned to the cave to meditate and rest, ready to fight at any time.

……

In the backyard of the Deacon's Hall, Chen Ping jumped off a spider demon puppet, patted the dust, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

The nine-headed and second-ranked night golden rose spiders all pounced forward with their claws, and the blood-colored light cluster on their backs was rapidly shrinking, shrinking into the core of the puppet.

In the past few days, he has been hiding here day and night, just to arrange secret techniques.

The blood-colored light group that just merged into the core is actually the self-destruction technique of disintegration in the puppet essence art.

As long as the mind moves, the nine puppets will self-explode silently. If they are caught by surprise, it will be easy to kill a few Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Of course, he would only use the disintegration and self-destruction technique if he fell into an uncertain situation.

Otherwise, he would lose more than 1 spirit stones for every second-order puppet that blew himself up. How could he be willing to spend such a large amount of money.

"Ok?"

At this time, Chen Ping seemed to sense something, suddenly raised his eyebrows, then opened his mouth to spit out, and an ice crystal flame lay on the palm of his hand.

Almost instantly, the surface of the seed in the flames turned emerald green, and its shape exploded several times.

Chen Ping frowned, and quickly removed the spiritual flame that wrapped it. Immediately afterwards, a phantom of an ancient vine about half a foot high appeared behind the seed.

A wisp of green seedling broke out of the shell, and the densely packed branches and leaves kept sprouting and spreading, and spread wildly in all directions. In just three breaths, it grew into a small vine that was very similar to the main body of the sky vine.

"coming!"

Seeing this, Chen Ping shrank his eyes, quickly took away the puppets on the ground, and sent a sound transmission to the three Yuan Dans of Chen Xiangwen, Gong Lingshan, and Fan Yiqiao in New Moon Valley without stopping, while he turned into a green light to go to the puppet. Fly outside the city.

"Yun'er, Junior Sister Jiang, activate the formation immediately!"

When passing through a certain area in the city, Chen Ping sent two sound transmissions in a row. After seeing signs of activation of the formation, he drove the escape light into the clouds without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)