Yunmeng Peak

Chapter 118 Master Qingyang (Happy New Year)
A few days later, in a remote place in Huaishui County, several powerful black-clothed foundation-builders looked at the plain-clothed old man standing in front of them with surprise on their faces, and bowed their hands one after another.

The plain-clothed old man who was blocking the way looked at everyone, and after a few breaths, he said lightly, "My friends, I wonder if I can take this old man's face into account, so let's stop here!"

When the leading black-clothed middle-aged burly monk heard this, his face turned ashen, and he raised his head to look at the blue light and shadow flashing across the sky a few miles away, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes and a greedy expression on his face.

The burly middle-aged monk in black turned his head to look at the plain-clothed old man in front of him, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to signal everyone to do it.

But at this moment, a cold "hum" sounded in the ear of the burly middle-aged monk in black, and in an instant, the burly middle-aged monk in black flew upside down hundreds of meters away.

Seeing this, the rest of the black-clothed Foundation Establishment cultivators showed fear and took a step back unconsciously.

Hundreds of meters away, the middle-aged burly monk who flew upside down was bleeding from his mouth, stood up with difficulty, with fear in his eyes, looked at the plain-clothed old man, thought of the old man's terrifying cultivation, his back was sweating .

He quickly got up and knelt down directly facing the plain-clothed old man several hundred meters away.

Seeing this, the plain-clothed old man felt extremely irritable, and immediately waved his hands. Seeing this, everyone turned around and ran away.

After those black-clothed foundation-builder monks walked away, the plain-clothed old man showed cruelty in his eyes.

After a while, the plain-clothed old man soared to an altitude of a thousand meters, looking into the distance, his eyes and body were blurred, obviously recalling the past.

A few miles away, the black-clothed monks who had just been dismissed by the plain-clothed old man looked at each other helplessly, and then divided into three waves and left in different directions.

Several hours later, the plain-clothed old man high in the sky came back to his senses, finally let out a breath of turbid air, and after a few breaths, he disappeared in an instant.

Tens of kilometers away, in a conference hall, the middle-aged burly man who was beaten to vomit blood by the plain-clothed old man just now looked at the white-haired old man in red on the chief seat with a wry smile on his face.

After dozens of breaths of silence, the red-clothed white-haired old man frowned, and then said: "If this is the case, we should pay more attention to our actions in the future!"

"kindness!"

"Is the injury serious?"

"..."

In Huaishui County, on a blue flying boat, Cheng Yuan showed doubts on his face, and asked Cheng Xiangfu who was behind him: "Xiangfu, have you noticed the auras that have been trailing behind us?"

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Xiangfu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I didn't notice it, it disappeared a few hours ago!"

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanqu was even more puzzled, and then he accelerated the speed of the flying boat and flew towards Yunmeng Mountain quickly.

Several hours later, Cheng Yuanqu, the envoy of the flying boat, looked at the blue light and shadow flying towards him not far away, his frown gradually lowered, and a smile gradually appeared on his solemn face.

"finally come!"

A moment later, two cyan flying boats met in the air.

Cheng Yuan, who came to meet him, looked at Cheng Yuan with a smile on his face and asked, "Did something happen to your brother?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanqu shook his head, looked behind him with lingering fear, and then urged everyone to leave.

A few days later, in the meeting hall of Yunmeng Mountain, all the elders in Yunmeng Mountain gathered here.

Cheng Xianghe on the main seat showed joy, looked at the old man in front of him, and said: "Uncle!..."

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanqu also knew what was going on, and immediately took out two jade boxes from the storage bag, and handed the jade box containing the Dragon Pill to Cheng Xianghe.

Seeing this, everyone at the scene felt a lot more at ease. Cheng Xianghe, who saw the contents in the jade box, had a flash of determination in his eyes, and his powerful aura was directly revealed at this moment.

After dozens of breaths, Cheng Xianghe finally calmed down, and bowed to Cheng Yuanqu in front of him, with a look of gratitude in his eyes.

To tell the truth, Cheng Yuanqu has already been a monk of the ninth level of foundation building. He only needs to take that purple cloud fruit, and his cultivation level can be directly promoted to the tenth level of foundation building, which is the peak of foundation building.

But Cheng Yuanqu's deadline is approaching, even if he breaks through to the peak of Foundation Establishment, he will not be able to protect the family for many years, and the threshold of Foundation Establishment lifespan cannot be crossed after all.

For the sake of the family's future, Cheng Yuanqu had no choice but to give up his own cultivation, and instead ventured to Qingyangzong to exchange for the Dragon Pill, so that Cheng Xianghe could quickly reach the ninth level of Qi training, take Ziyun Fruit, and borrow the power of the spiritual fruit, Quickly reach the peak foundation cultivation level and protect the family.

Yunmeng Mountain, in the conference hall, Cheng Yuanqu saw Cheng Xianghe's appearance, his eyes showed relief, he waved his hands, and then said: "Everyone, look at the contents of this jade box."

When everyone heard this, they quickly shifted their eyes to the jade box in Cheng Yuanqu's hand, with doubts on their faces.

After a few breaths, when everyone saw the contents of the jade box, they were surprised, and then their expressions changed quickly, showing joy.

Seeing this, Cheng Xiangcheng, who had a bad temper, flashed a bright light in his eyes, and asked directly, "Uncle, where did this foundation building pill come from?"

Seeing this, Cheng Xiangfu, who was seated at the end, was not surprised, and said to himself: "No wonder uncle is talking about returning to the family!"

After a few breaths, Cheng Yuan Quzhi spoke eloquently. When everyone heard that this Foundation Establishment Pill was a gift, their pupils dilated several times, and they almost cried out in surprise.

"According to my guess, this object was given by the real Qingyang of the Qingyang sect!"

When this sentence was finished, there was no sound in the meeting hall, and everyone was shocked. After dozens of breaths, Cheng Yuanqu broke the calm, and asked Cheng Xianghe, who was sitting in the main seat, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes: " Peace, the beast tide is approaching, this Foundation Establishment Pill will be given directly to the clansmen, I wonder if you have someone to choose?"

Cheng Xianghe heard such a difficult problem, looked at Cheng Yuanqu with complicated eyes, frowned, and said in a deep voice after a moment: "Most of the family members of the family Xiang's generation are relatively poor in talent, and those who have reached the ninth level of Qi training Most of the monks are nearly a hundred years old, so this Foundation Establishment Pill will fall on the people of the Qi generation, Uncle Jiu, you are in charge of the family affairs hall, I wonder if you can choose someone?"

Cheng Yuan heard the words first, smiled wryly, and gave Cheng Xianghe a white look.

To this, Cheng Xianghe only returned him a helpless wry smile.

The distribution of Jidan is extremely complicated, Cheng Xianghe is not qualified enough, if one is not good, it will make some senior members of the family feel uncomfortable.

Cheng Xianghe turned his head to look at Cheng Yuanqu with an apologetic expression on his face. Cheng Yuanqu handed over the matter to Cheng Xianghe in order to cultivate his prestige among the clansmen.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuanqu had no choice but to let out a turbid sigh, but he was relieved to think that Cheng Xianghe would be able to advance to the peak of Foundation Establishment in the future. In the face of a powerful cultivation base, all words and actions were gaudy.

After thinking for a while, Cheng Yuan frowned slightly, and said, "This one is for fourth brother's grandson, Qi Peng! That kid Qi Peng is currently in closed-door training, and he might be able to break through to the ninth level of Qi training in a short time. With Ascension Spirit Wine and Foundation Establishment Pill, we can guarantee his successful foundation establishment, and it can also bring us a lot of help during the beast tide!"

"I don't know what you guys think!"

When everyone heard the words, they showed approving eyes. At present, Cheng Qipeng is indeed the best one to take. No matter in terms of qualifications, strength, or talent, he is not bad.

Although Cheng Qipeng already has Shengling Wine, the success rate is only [-]% after all. In addition, there is no difference between Shengling Wine and Foundation Establishment Pill. base.

Although everyone agrees very much in their hearts, no one agrees with them. The Foundation Establishment Pill is of great importance. With the Foundation Establishment Pill, there is a [-]% probability of successfully breaking through the bottleneck.

Although the elders present do not need Jidan, they still have many heirs and relatives behind them.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuanqu understood in his heart, his face gradually became ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "In front of such a big event, are you still pursuing your own selfish desires? What did I say when Tian'er died fighting for the family?"

"As a member of the family, you are the soul of the family!"

"If the people of the clan are like you, when will our Cheng family be able to restore the glory of our ancestors!"

Everyone was ashamed when they heard this, and when they wanted to speak up to express their agreement, Cheng Yuanqu had already disappeared.

Seeing this, Cheng Xianghe, the chairperson, let out a deep sigh, and said in a firm tone, "Just do as Uncle Nine does, let's end the meeting!"

Cheng Xiangcheng, the seventh elder of the family, was somewhat disappointed when he heard this. His talent in the early years was not bad, but it is a pity that when he broke through the ninth level of Qi training, the family did not have a foundation-building spiritual object. give up.

When Cheng Xiangcheng turned 65, the family just exchanged a Foundation Establishment Pill from the Qingyang Sect, but was bestowed by the family with the extremely talented Cheng Xiangfu.

Since then, Cheng Xiangcheng, who is more than a hundred years old, has lost his foundation building heart, but he still has some expectations in his heart.

Seeing Cheng Xiangcheng's expression, Cheng Xiangfu who was sitting at the end of the table understood what happened just now, and then stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, without saying a word, and the two walked side by side toward the distance.

In the ancestral temple of Yunmeng Mountain, in front of a spiritual tablet named Cheng Xiangtian, several tears flashed in Cheng Yuanqu's eyes.

Several hours later, Cheng Yuanqu let out a long sigh of turbid air, his straight back bent at that moment, and then disappeared into the ancestral hall as a blue light and shadow.

On the outskirts of the Nanling Mountains, Cheng Yuanxu, who was sitting cross-legged in a hidden cave, looked at the spirit tree in front of him that was constantly absorbing spiritual energy, his eyes filled with joy.

"From this point of view, it will take less than a month for the Spirit Fruit to mature!"

As soon as the voice fell, Cheng Yuanxu took out hundreds of spirit stones from the storage bag and buried them in the ground of the Shengling fruit tree.

After dozens of breaths, Cheng Yuanxu stopped, saw a bright light flashing in the eyes of the rising spirit fruit that was gradually full, and then took out a book from the storage bag, and studied it carefully.

A few days later, at the edge of Qingcang Mountain, the small leadership team of Cheng Qifeng, Cheng Xiangguang, Cheng Qilu, Cheng Qiqi, and Cheng Qihui, five Tuxuan iron veins, were waiting at the edge of the stone forest.

After half a stick of incense, the obese young man of the Royal Envoy Xian Linghe landed in front of the five people. The four monks of Cheng Qifeng bowed and clasped their hands, and said in unison: "Uncle 23!"

As for Cheng Xiangguang, he just cupped his hands and said, "Brother 23!"

The obese young man nodded his head, looked at Cheng Xiangguang and shouted, "Ninth brother!"

This obese young man is Cheng Xiangfu. As his name suggests, he is very lucky. He is already [-] years old this year. He is a monk with dual spiritual roots.

Although he was over a hundred years old, his appearance did not show any signs of aging.

At the beginning of Cheng Xiangfu's qi training period, by chance, when he was practicing in Huaishuifang City, he was deceived by a casual cultivator, who bought and swallowed a black unknown elixir by mistake.

Since then, Cheng Xiangfu's appearance has remained the same as when he swallowed the elixir. In addition to his appearance, the elixir also has the effect of washing the marrow and cutting tendons, and Cheng Xiangfu's already good talent has been strengthened a lot.

The matter quickly spread in Huaishuifang City, causing many monks to look for the casual cultivator who sold the unknown elixir in the city because of the matter of washing the marrow and cutting the scriptures.

When they found it, even if they were about to kill the casual cultivator who sold the elixir, he would not admit that he had such a heaven-defying elixir anyway, and the Huaishui Mansion dispatched afterwards, which prevented this time in the workshop. A murder in the city.

For many years after the incident, what happened to Cheng Xiangfu has been spread in Huaishuifang City. Even many young girls are envious of this matter, and they value the beauty-retaining effect of that unknown elixir.

At the edge of the stone forest, Cheng Xiangfu saw the Cheng Qifeng who gave him a headache when he was in Yunmeng Mountain, and raised his brows slightly.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Qifeng immediately thought of the previous scene, with a smile on his face, and waved at Cheng Xiangfu cheekily, for fear that Cheng Xiangfu would not know that he was there.

Seeing this funny scene, everyone smiled on their faces.

Regardless of the crowd, Cheng Xiangfu gritted his teeth directly at Cheng Qifeng and said, "Little Shiba! Little Shiba! You brat! I finally caught you!"

Hearing this, Cheng Qifeng laughed and said, "If you want the spirit stone, you will die!"

With such a word, everyone cast curious eyes.

Just like that, the two bickered for half a stick of incense before stopping.

The veteran Taoist Cheng Xiangguang came out to smooth things over. "Go back to the thick soil array first!"

Everyone agreed, and then quickly ran towards the core area of ​​the formation. Cheng Xiangfu, who was running, had a flash of cruelty in his eyes.

A few miles away from the stone forest, in Qingcang Ridge, in a deep cave, a tiger head the size of a millstone poked out, looking in the direction of the stone forest, with a look of fear in its eyes, after dozens of breaths, the huge tiger head came out. Only then did he return to the Dao Cave Mansion.

In the depths of the stone forest, Dao's figures gathered in a cave.

Cheng Xiangfu looked at the old man in front of him, and said: "Ninth brother, the matter of the mine vein is still the same as before, as for me, I can just sit in the core area of ​​the magic circle!"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Cheng Xiangguang's eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "In that case, thank you brother 23!"

Such a situation was never expected by Cheng Xiangguang, but Cheng Xiangfu's actions made Cheng Xiangguang extremely happy. If Cheng Xiangguang's share in the mine veins here was not there, Cheng Xiangguang would definitely not take such a job.

"No problem! No problem!"

Cheng Xiangfu also likes such things, he is not here to manage these chores.

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