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Chapter 229: Immortal Ancient True Skeleton
Chen Lang sat there, concentrating on refining the millstone, and did not respond.

For a moment, the atmosphere was strangely tense. Four people came from Qingmu Sect this time, all of them were supreme masters of the younger generation, but the bad news was that Lu Chen was the strongest among them.

This made the other three people feel a little embarrassed. They surrounded Chen Lang, exchanged glances with each other, and discussed whether to take action.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Lang, you are quite capable. I like it." The female cultivator from Wuzhong Sect giggled.

On the other side, the bald man looked at the three people from Qingmu Sect and persuaded them, "Everyone, although Fellow Daoist Chen killed many of you, it's not a big deal. He apologized just now, didn't he?

Give me some face, peace is the most important thing, let's forget about this matter, besides, you are the leader of the alliance, you should be a role model of magnanimity. "

Zhou Yuanxing sat quietly and listened, complaining in his heart, this group of people is undoubtedly pushing Qingmu Zong and his men into the fire pit, killing a few hundred people is a small matter? But according to the temperament of both sides, this conflict is inevitable.

He only hoped that the conflict would not become too big. Otherwise, as fellow disciples of the Tianjian Sect, they would have to make a choice, which would affect the relationship between the sects.

During the stalemate, Chen Lang had completed the refining. He stretched out his hand and the huge millstone quickly shrank to the size of a weight and fell into his hand.

Aoki So and the other two were on the verge of exploding, but finally, they managed to control their impulse.

Seeing the millstone falling into Chen Lang's hands, that was the ancestral weapon in Lu Chen's hand, which had once ground down a Jindan cultivator. But now even Lu Chen himself was still restrained by the incense burner, and the inside of the incense burner was clanging.

Forget it. The hatred for stealing the magic weapon is irreconcilable. Let Senior Brother Lu Chen take revenge in person later.

"You have taken all your things, so put away your stove." Aoki Zong said.

Chen Lang ignored it and said, "It's okay. I have a lot of magic weapons. It won't be a problem if I leave it there."

“……”Is this a question of whether it’s a problem or not?

The three of them took one last glance at the incense burner and thought that they could only help him up to this point. As long as his life was not in danger, it would not be a big problem.

"You people from Qingmu Sect are so timid, even more timid than my father." Zhong Yuling sat on a chair in the open-air building, swinging her legs back and forth.

This made the three people of Qingmu Zong, who were suppressing their temper, furious. They looked over coldly and asked, "Who are you?"

Without even touching the ground, who will do the task and bring the children along?

"I'm Chen Lang's sister."

Chen Lang’s sister?

The three men calmed down immediately, and after a moment of silence, they said, "It's getting dark, they're coming soon, please pay attention to pick them up."

There was some laughter coming from somewhere in the crowd, which was very harsh.

……

The manager rearranged the rooms for the dozen people. A group of people sat around the table, divided into four teams, keeping a clear distance from each other.

After the conflict, the Tianjian Sect undoubtedly became the focus. Li Rui was familiar with them and talked freely, but the three people from the Qingmu Sect remained silent. Perhaps they were more low-key.

After a while, the female cultivator from the Endless Gate pushed the door open and clapped her hands, "Everyone, be quiet. I have something I want to discuss with you. I think everyone knows it."

"You want to ask about that ancient relic?" Li Rui asked.

"Yes."

The female cultivator from Wuzhong Sect pursed her lips slightly and said with a smile: "I think everyone knows about this matter, so I won't..."

"and many more."

Chen Lang raised his hand, "I don't know, don't skip it."

The female cultivator was very interested in Chen Lang and teased him, "The Great Dung Immortal was taught by Zhong Haoran and his moves are so extraordinary, how could he not know about this?"

"I'm a casual cultivator, so it's normal not to know these things." Apart from anything else, Chen Lang was very interested in these things.

"You also know that you are a casual cultivator."

The three people of Qingmu Zong thought silently that after today, Chen Lang would definitely be reported and deprived of his qualification for joint operations. "Then I will tell you."

The female cultivator explained, “Two or three years ago, some ancient immortal remains appeared in Mucheng. They possessed a fairly strong divinity and came from a tribe of strange beasts. They were taken away by an aristocratic family and disappeared without a trace.

But not long after, the Pingtian Cult massacred the city, and the whereabouts of those ancient immortals were unknown. However, according to reliable information, they are likely in the hands of our target today. "

After a brief explanation, she said, "I have done some research and it should be in the hands of one of the Jindan Sect Leaders, but I haven't found out who it is. After all, there are too many people. Do you have any clues?"

"No." The bald man from the Vajra Hall answered immediately.

Aoki Zong said indifferently: "What's there to ask? It depends on luck. Whoever gets it gets it."

"Everyone, this is not a matter of luck." The female cultivator said, "If we can't lock on to the target, how can we force them to hand it over? Do you want to see that thing surface, or disappear without a trace?"

Li Rui said, "Whoever took the real skeleton will surely be tempted to use it. That kind of aura cannot be concealed. If we check them one by one, we will always find them."

"That means you haven't found it either." The female cultivator smiled and said her purpose. "Actually, it doesn't matter who gets it. It's everyone's luck. But if the real body appears, I would like to accept it with a large sum of money. I hope you don't keep it for yourself."

"This is a treasure, who would want to buy it?" The bald man said with a smile, "I guess you have a lot of money?"

The female cultivator offered, "One million spirit stones."

This moved some people. They opened their mouth and offered a million spirit stones. There must be a chance to bargain. This was quite generous.

Chen Lang raised his hand again.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, do you have any clues?" The female cultivator's eyes lit up. Strange people often see strange things, and she had high expectations for Chen Lang.

"I want to ask what the true corpse is used for?" Chen Lang asked.

The female cultivator was silent for a moment and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Why is this person like this? Is he making fun of me?
"It's the rope that breaks the golden elixir and the medicine." Zhou Yuanxing explained.

These are the materials needed for the realm-breaking golden elixir. Chen Lang nodded, "I understand, but I have an opinion. Why go through so much trouble? No matter who has it, just get rid of it."

"Do you think it's all you? You do things without considering the consequences." Aoki Zong spoke coldly.

"What are the consequences?" Chen Lang asked.

The man stopped talking.

"The consequence is that you will be targeted." The female cultivator glanced at Chen Lang and said with a smile, "After all, casual cultivators are also cultivators. We can't offend them casually, right?"

This embarrassed Qingmu Zong and the other two. Once a person starts to be patient, everyone will dare to laugh at him.

"That depends on the person." Chen Lang said, "For example, I am more magnanimous and generally don't hold grudges."

"That's right, report it on the spot." Zhong Yuling was sure.

"Then there's really no need to bear grudges." The female cultivator laughed, "Everyone, I've said everything I need to say. If any of you find it, you're welcome to come find me. The price is negotiable."

After a brief exchange, some people left. Their cultivation levels varied, and some were far from the Golden Core level, so they were not very interested in that thing.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

After a moment, the window opened by itself, and the incense burner flew back to Chen Lang's hands.

Then, Lu Chen, with bruises under his eyes and blood on the corners of his mouth, pushed the door open and walked in.

"I know."

……

(End of this chapter)