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Chapter 218 The Fire Burns the City (For Collection, Please Subscribe)

At the foot of Biliu Mountain in Yunling County, Zhang Lie presided over the 49-day death and praying ceremony to kill the evil dragon, which made a big splash in the interior, which may arouse further dissatisfaction and vigilance of the Wei family.

On the outside, most of the credit goes to Wei Yuanchen, a cultivator in the Zifu Realm, but the devil who controls the epidemic demon and hides in the dark will concentrate his hatred on Zhang Lie.

Although this devil couldn't figure out how, with his own cultivation, the sorcery he cast could be deciphered by a ninth-level foundation-building cultivator who didn't even have the cultivation of the Purple Mansion, but the more he couldn't understand , the more fear I feel, the more I feel that this is a natural nemesis.

But fortunately, none of the Jindan realm demon cultivators who cultivated in Nanhuang dared to take action directly. At most, they cultivated their subordinates and followed the trend, otherwise they might be killed by monks from the Kunyuan Mountain lineage as soon as they jumped up.

After the plague was eradicated, there were millions of refugees at the foot of Bilang Mountain. Although the supplies were sufficient, there were still many things to do to divert and naturalize them.

Although there are often some administrative agencies under the fairy mountains of the Daomen, if only relying on them, it is okay to maintain the basic order, but it is definitely not enough to deal with such a major event, and the sect needs to implement strict control and guidance .

Otherwise, there will be countless deaths and injuries, and complaints will be heard, then you will give the magic cultivator a chance.Fortunately, having just experienced the disintegration of their family and country and catastrophe, these refugees in Biliu Mountain have high adaptability and a low limit. They are satisfied with being able to survive and have enough food and clothing, and they shout for help.

"Based on what I know about Wei Yuanchen, he will never let Yuan Lie and you succeed in the Zifu. Wei Yuanchen is decisive and ruthless, and does not have the stamina of Wei Xuanyi. Next, he will definitely write a book and let the sect dispatch you Go to Wuling Mountain, it is the front line of the Zongmen's battle, the soldiers are fierce and dangerous, it is extremely dangerous, and Wei Yuanhong has been stationed there for many years and holds considerable real power, as long as you go there, it will be quite dangerous."

"For the current plan, it is best for Yuan Lieyi to be seriously injured, so as to avoid the sect's recruitment."

On Biliu Mountain, in a monastery, Zhang Xiangshen paced left and right in the room after recovering Zhang Lie's martial arts, and said this after Zhang Lie adjusted his breath.

"Of course you can't do it in your current state, but if there is a demon cultivator who suddenly takes action to plot against you, even Wei Yuanchen, presumably, can't say anything."

Zhang Lie has experienced things for a long time, so of course he knows the meaning of the patriarch Zhang Xiangshen: Even if there is no magic cultivator, it is not difficult to create a magic cultivator in the Zhang family's own territory.

In particular, he has Dharma Body skills in his own cultivation, and his recovery speed after injury is several times faster than that of other monks. Therefore, the suggestion of the patriarch Zhang Xiangshen is very suitable for him.

"But if I don't go to Wuling Mountain, someone from the family will definitely go. If it was in peacetime, the Danyang Palace would not be too oppressive about recruiting and recruiting vassal families, but the situation is different now. The two clans are fighting each other. It is said that the Shadow Demon Sect is pressing hard on the frontline regarding the issue of refugees and plagues. At this time, Danyang Palace may not consider our carrying capacity. I am seriously injured. I am afraid that you, Chuanshu, and Chuanhong must go. I go."

"Otherwise, if you pretend to be injured, you will also suffer some injuries. Instead of hurting yourself, I would rather go to the battlefield with my sword to fight for my life."

Since the power of the family is used, it must be burdened by the family.

Without the full support of the Zhang family and the patriarch, Zhang Lie, as a casual cultivator, could only give suggestions, but could not be the host of the ceremony.Those millions of merits and virtues have nothing to do with him.

Zhang Lie thought about the relationship very clearly, so he never felt that he was burdened by the family. In fact, after casual practitioners cultivated to a high level, there were very few people who did not establish a family and joined a sect, and there were very few monks. Will practice alone until death.

"I, Chuanshu and Chuanhong, have been to the Wuling Mountain battlefield more than once. We have experience and have our own contacts and relationships. Even if Wei Yuanhong wants to assassinate us, he may not be able to harm us... Forget it, Yuanlie, if you want to go, Then the three of us will go with you, and when we arrive at Wuling Mountain, we will use a lot of money and generous gifts to take shelter under the disciples of the Zifu monks who are hostile to the Wei family, so this predicament may not be able to be revived!"

Zhang Xiangshen has run the family for a hundred years, from weak to strong, he has experienced countless winds, knives, frosts and swords along the way. His courage is extremely outstanding.

If it is an ordinary Zhang family foundation-building monk, Zhang Xiangshen may not be willing to smash the Wei family's Sanzi Mansion for him, and it is very likely that he will be expelled from the door and cut up:
Let your life and death rest in the destiny, there is only so much the family can do for you.

But Zhang Lie is different. Since Zhang Lie sent the first Foundation Establishment Pill to the family through Zhang Chuanli 40 years ago, Zhang Xiangshen has greatly recognized it, not to mention the [-] pills that followed. Although the matter of spiritual stone cultivation resources is not publicized, Zhang Xiangshen knows that Zhang Yuanlie has made great contributions to the development of the family today.

Such a foundation-building cultivator was feared by the Wei family because he was too outstanding, so Zhang Xiangshen dared to bet his entire family on him and gamble with him on his family's luck.

When Zhang Xiangshen left Zhang Lie's room, what he was thinking in his heart was: he will be happy when he succeeds, and he will be happy when he loses.

While Zhang Lie was in the room, wiping the sword in his hand with a brocade handkerchief, what he was thinking about was that many things were done too sharply a while ago, otherwise, the current predicament could have been avoided to a large extent .

The road of sword cultivation is originally a road full of blood, fighting, and killing. Years of practicing swordsmanship will also have a certain impact on the temperament of monks, so that the more talented swordsmen are, most of them will bring killing wherever they go. Even if this is not their original intention, in fact, character determines fate.

Zhang Lie hadn't noticed these things before, because his natural temperament and even his fate and physique were in line with the way of swordsmanship.

After this meritorious deeds and sudden reflection, Zhang Lie discovered the extremes of many of his past choices. The past choices may not necessarily be wrong, and the current reflection may not be right, but dialectical and reflective, this is meritorious deeds. The meaning of pure heart and peace of mind.

Dialectics, reflection, review, this must be the correct practice.

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In Biliufang, Yunling County, in a secret room.

Cultivators in the Zifu Realm can already greatly replace sleep by meditating. However, this time, probably because of his injuries, Wei Yuanchen only felt that he fell asleep while groggy.

At the beginning, it was an extremely magnificent and beautiful dream.

He dreamed that when he was a child, he was playing in the Wei family city. Although his parents were not considered rich in the city, they were from a wealthy family, and his parents were affectionate. Their favorite thing to do was to take him for a stroll in the city after dinner. .

At that time, I was dancing with the lantern in my hand, laughing and dancing.

Until, a raging flame suddenly appeared in the dream, and the flame burned and spread, like a beast, it would devour anyone it chose.

In the end, it engulfed the entire dream of the entire mountain city.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Physical weakness brings mental weakness.Wei Yuanchen, a dignified cultivator of the Purple Mansion, was awakened by the nightmare, and he kept shouting: "The city is burning! The city is burning!"

It wasn't until his body was hugged suddenly from behind, and in that warm embrace, Wei Yuanchen, who was extremely nervous, gradually relaxed.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was his junior sister Qi Sihong's gentle and beautiful fair cheeks.

"Brother, you are having a nightmare."

"... Huhu, I'm sorry, Junior Sister, for disturbing your cultivation." Wei Yuanchen rubbed his forehead with his hand, feeling a headache.

How many years has it been since the cultivator kept his mind at ease, how many years has it been since he had no nightmares?
"There is nothing to be sorry for. I remember when I first went up the mountain when I was a child, I cried when I saw everything. It was my brother who stayed with me all night and night, reciting Taoism scriptures for me to calm my mind. At that time, I thought everything was as it should be. But I never apologized for delaying my brother's cultivation." Talking about the past, Qi Sihong had a sweet smile on his face.

Wei Yuanchen smiled wryly and said, "That was so many years ago, you still remember."

"No matter how many years have passed, a senior is still a senior. Senior, if you really care about that junior so much, junior sister will help you end him tonight."

"The big deal is that I will practice alchemy for the sect for 200 years, so I won't lose my life."

"No, Junior Sister Qi, don't mess around, this is my business." Hearing this, Wei Yuanchen immediately scolded, trying to suppress the idea of ​​Junior Sister Qi Sihong, beheading the monk who had just made great contributions to the sect for no reason.

Violating this rule, the younger sister will be severely punished even if she is one of the high-ranking monks of the sect and one of the golden core seeds.Even if he can barely save his life, he will completely lose the trust of the sect and the chance to condense the golden core.

Wei Yuanchen felt sorry for his junior sister, how could he let her do such a thing for him.

But in his mind, Wei Yuanchen also had another worry: the Wei family's Sanzi mansion seemed to be flourishing with flowers and fire, but it was because the family business was so prosperous that the foundation-building monks in the family, Almost all rely on the support of the three Zifu ancestors to succeed in foundation establishment.

As a result, the foundation-building monks in the family depended heavily on the three ancestors of the Zifu. Compared with the monks in the sect who had no backers, they were weaker in heart and will.

"Yuan Hong and I, although our mana increases with time, we both know in our hearts that we have reached the end of our path. If there is no great encounter, this life will stop here. Uncle has tried to attack the golden core twice, but failed. The descendants of the family have no successors, under such circumstances, the Zhang family produced a Zhang Yuanlie..."

"The burning of the city means that my Wei family will perish in his hands?"

(End of this chapter)