The copy of the universe from the journey to the west

Chapter 301 Come on! Second Brother! (asking for monthly votes)
Bamboo hill.

Mingqi entered the house: "Master, Xiong Limang is dead."

Master Fuqiu glanced at Mingqi and said, "There is no blood in the body... Well, not bad." He nodded slowly.

Duke Fuqiu was also very satisfied that he had been able to kill Youxiong Limang silently, so he didn't have to check for any deficiencies and fill them up himself.

Ming Qi said: "Master, it was not my disciple who did it. When I went there, Xiong Limang was already dead. It was also my Qi Refiner who did it."

Lord Fuqiu was stunned for a moment and looked at Chi Jingzi.

The latter shook his head: "I have never given any instructions... Could it be Rong Chenggong?"

"impossible."

Lord Fuqiu shook his head: "We haven't told Lord Rongcheng about this yet. Lord Rongcheng won't take care of these things. Besides, Lord Rongcheng is currently refining the Great Dao Golden Pill, so it's impossible for him to arrange it privately."

Master Fuqiu made some deductions, but got nothing. This meant that behind the person he was calculating, there must be someone of the same level as him who was covering up the secrets for him. He then asked, "Could it be... that the boy's master did it?"

Chi Jingzi also nodded: "It is very likely."

Then, he turned to Mingqi and said, "Tell me more about it."

Ming Qi said: "The disciple went to look for Youxiong Limang. He heard that he had left Xuanyuan Hill to suppress some tribes around him, so he went out to look for him. But when he arrived, he found that a Qi cultivator was fighting with Youxiong Limang, and he used magic to summon a mountain, which directly crushed Youxiong Limang to death."

"Is there any sign of that person's aura?" asked Mr. Fuqiu.

With the energy of the person who took action, he can deduce it by force.

Mingqi shook his head: "That person is also in the realm of Zhenjun, so I didn't get too close to him."

Lord Fuqiu waved his hand and said, "Forget it, this matter is over. Don't tell anyone about it."

"Yes, Master."

"It seems that we really have to go find Brother Rongcheng." Lord Fuqiu said to Chi Jingzi.

Chi Jingzi stood up immediately, a little impatient: "It's time to go a long time ago, let's go."

……

"Why am I so unlucky!"

In the forest, a young man in green linen clothes poked his head out from a rock. He looked at the figures flying quickly in the sky, and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"It's troublesome... Those people just now are not simple people! I should have stayed out of their business earlier, alas."

The young man sighed.

Not long after he came out of the mountains, he heard his master say while he was on the mountain that there would be an opportunity for him in the area near the east of the Great Wilderness, so he came there to take a look, and happened to encounter a group of people who were slaughtering the old and the young in a small tribe.

He couldn't bear it and stepped forward to stop him, but the man not only didn't stop, he wanted to kill him too!

He had no choice but to kill the man who called himself "You Xiong Li Mang".

"There's a bear... there's a bear... why does it sound so familiar? I seem to have heard about it on the road."

The young man in hemp clothes thought about it carefully, and the result was... unexpected!
He had just come out of the mountain and had been on the move ever since. Although sometimes he would hear words like "there is a bear" flash by, he did not listen carefully.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be such trouble.

At this moment, a powerful aura erupted from the sky, and a roar resounded in all directions: "Who killed my son! Come out! Let me kill you!"

"Isn't this guy... a fool?"

The young man in hemp clothes couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard the voice.

Not to mention him, any normal person would not show up after hearing such words.

No wonder my son is so brainless. He knows he can’t beat me, but he still insists on acting tough.

Now you are in trouble. If you don’t die, who will?
He thought that the one named Youxiong Limang was the one with a problem in his brain, but now he understood that the whole family had a problem in their brains!

He shook his head, and his body dived directly into the ground, and his figure disappeared.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the battlefield.

"A place with a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses... Is this the place Master mentioned? Is this the place of my opportunity?"

He crawled out of the soil and looked at the slaves around him how they were dressed. His eyes rolled and his figure changed, becoming that of a ragged slave.

"What are you doing! Why don't you go and move the bodies!" A soldier holding a whip yelled in the distance.

"Come here!"

The young man quickly ran over to help move the body.

After throwing several corpses into the sea of ​​blood and the mountain of corpses, the young man frowned: "Why do I feel that the blood energy here has been devoured by something? Am I sensing it wrong?"

He shook his head, turned around and continued to move the body.

Under the mountain of corpses, boiling blood was corroding each body, and the deathly aura and bloody aura were fighting against each other.

Amidst the mountain of corpses, a corpse suddenly opened its eyes: "Where... where am I?"

A trickle of blood-red stream covered the surroundings and began to enter his body.

"What the hell... don't come over here... don't... I am Yinquan... ah... wuwuwu..."

Countless blood instantly filled him up, making it impossible for him to make any sound. Only the weak and inaudible "whimpering" sounds gradually disappeared.

……

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

When Lu Chen has nothing to do, he will go to Zhuqiu for a visit, but unfortunately, Master Fuqiu has not been here these days. According to Mingxiang, Master Fuqiu's eldest disciple, Master Fuqiu and Chi Jingzi left together not long after Lu Chen left three days ago.

When I left, I specifically told him that if I were to wait for him to tell me, he should tell me that he had a mysterious surprise for me.

"Surprise? What surprise?"

Lu Chen was confused. Shaohao's affairs were already known, and this definitely had nothing to do with the so-called "mystery".

Lu Chen was not in a hurry either. He had already placed his bet. In that case, it depended on whether fate was on his side!

During these three days, Master Fuqiu was away, but Lu Chen was not idle either, so he chatted with his disciples.

Although the rest system of the contemporary Qi Refiners is very crude and old-fashioned, it has to be said that it also has many things that are useful to Lu Chen.

For example, the spiritual practice in this era is based on the contemplation of heaven and earth as a reference template.

The methods of cultivation are not limited to one version. You can practice whatever method you feel suits you.

After all, no system is perfect, and when it comes to the key points of practice, you have to rely on your feelings.

In other worlds with a complete immortal system, understanding is important, but it does not account for the majority.

However, in the Qi-refining system of the Great Wilderness World, comprehension definitely accounts for the majority, no doubt about it!

Therefore, among many methods of cultivation, there are more methods that tend to focus on enlightenment.

As for comprehension... without exaggeration or understatement, Lu Chen has never been scared of anyone!
For example, now.

Lu Chen was talking with several Qi-refining masters of the Zheng generation in Zhuqiu.

The weather is bright and the sun rises above the sea of ​​clouds.

These are the eight generations of the Zhuqiu tradition, and are also the names of the seven direct disciples of Master Fuqiu.

However, the only ones still alive are the eldest disciple Mingxiang, the second disciple Mingqi and the sixth disciple Mingyun.

As for the other four disciples, they died before they could even start their apprenticeship.

After Ming Xiang and the other two condensed the Yin Spirit, they were considered to be masters and were qualified to inherit the Taoist tradition and accept disciples of the Qi generation.

Among the disciples of Ming Xiang and the other two, several of them successfully condensed the Yin Spirit and were able to recruit regular disciples.

In front of Lu Chen were several disciples of the Zheng generation. These days, Lu Chen was curious about the disciples of Zhuqiu and would chat with them when he had nothing to do, asking them why they dared to risk their lives.

As a result, it was discovered that among the disciples in Zhuqiu, almost none of them were able to reach that level.

The highest-ranking one was an ordinary member of the Lieshan tribe. Yes, an ordinary member. He was not a totem warrior, but an ordinary member of the Lieshan tribe. Compared with the original body, Lieshan Qing, this kind of origin was as different as heaven and earth.

But even with this kind of background, it is considered a good background in Zhuqiu.

Most of the disciples in Zhuqiu were either from small tribes without inherited clan names, or slaves, or even worse, some exiled savages.

For them, apart from risking their lives, they really have no chance of turning things around in this life.

So even though they all knew that condensing the Yin Spirit would be a life-threatening situation for them, they were unwilling to give up this path.

After hearing their experiences, Lu Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, he did not say anything. Instead, he showed them their respective methods of practice and then improved them.

The "Golden Elixir Sutra" was not told to them. No matter how kind-hearted Lu Chen was, he could not tell it to everyone he met. Only someone at the level of Fuqiu Gong could master this kind of thing.

Since Master Fuqiu did not teach this method to his disciples, he could not take over.

"Senior Qing is a man of great talent and virtue!"

Several disciples of the Zheng generation stood up with shining eyes and bowed to Lu Chen. After trying the cultivation method that Lu Chen had improved for them, they were amazed!
Sure enough, just as others have said, Senior Qing is indeed a man of great talent!

Lu Chen waved his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment. Let's help each other and make progress together."

Several disciples of the Zheng generation were very excited, and a group of people gradually gathered around them.

The Qi-generation disciples who hadn't made any breakthroughs, some registered disciples who didn't have any character rankings, and so on...

Although Lu Chen had not been in Zhuqiu for a long time, his reputation had already spread far and wide in the past few days.

Anyone who receives Lu Chen's guidance will make great progress in their cultivation.

There is no such thing as a browser in the Great Wilderness World. If there were, then Lu Chen in the Bamboo Hill could be called a human-shaped browser.

Lu Chen can answer any question. Sometimes, Lu Chen can give an answer to a question that has stumped them for a long time.

Otherwise, they would have already joined Zhushan and bowed down to it.

[XX has been wandering for half his life, only regretting that he has never met a wise master...]

Lu Chen also accepted everyone who came to him, because they were all miserable people.

If they really practiced according to their method, at least 90% of the people present would die!
Everyone was overjoyed, but the good times didn't last long. Following a cold snort, all the disciples turned their heads, then instantly lowered their heads and called out to someone respectfully.

Some call him master, some call him uncle-master, some call him great-uncle-master, and some call him great-uncle-master. There are all kinds of names.

The people who came were Mingxiang and his two companions.

"If you don't practice well, what are you doing here?"

Ming Qi scolded: "Why, do you despise the methods of Zhuqiu? Otherwise, I will make you change your sect right now!"

All the disciples were horrified, and their timid legs went weak.

Seeing this, Ming Xiang shook his head and waved his hand: "Let's all go."

The disciples then breathed a sigh of relief, bowed respectfully, and then quickly dispersed.

Lu Chen bowed and said, "Don't blame me, three senior brothers. I was just curious about Zhuqiu's cultivation method, which led to the discussion among the cultivators. I didn't realize that I broke the rules of Zhuqiu."

"Hehe, what a momentary curiosity! If we had come a little later, I'm afraid these disciples wouldn't be the ones we're waiting for!"

Mingqi said in a sarcastic tone, with sarcasm in his words.

"Second Junior Brother! Stop talking nonsense!"

Ming Xiang scolded him, and then said to Lu Chen: "Brother Qing, please don't misunderstand. Second Brother is a bit straightforward."

Frank?

Isn't this jealousy?

There was a gleam in Lu Chen's eyes as he looked at the Qi. At the same level, Ming Qi's emotions towards him were beyond words.

Mingqi did not have much ill will towards him. The art of looking at qi showed that it was just jealousy that was at work.

In fact, the same is true.

Mingqi had been a little jealous of Lu Chen a few days ago. At that time, Lu Chen entered the room with his master, uncle Chi Jingzi and Master Cang Jie, and his master even asked them to follow!

Later, he received an order from his master to "trip up" Youxiong Limang. He didn't know why at first, but he figured it out later.

Doesn’t Lie Shanqing have a conflict with Youxiong Limang?

So, I'm working for Lie Shanqing?
After all, am I the master's disciple, or is it Lie Shanqing?

Now the master has been away for three days and has not returned, but Lie Shanqing goes to Zhuqiu every day. After three days, they have a lot more free time, but those disciples are still surrounding Lie Shanqing!
This happened again and again, and even Mingqi, who had practiced meditation for a thousand years, could no longer bear it.

It would be strange if I wasn't jealous!

Of course, Mingqi has deeper thoughts. Does Lu Chen have real talent or is he just a playboy added by his master in order to win over the top leaders of the big clans and tribes?

If it is the former, then it is fine. But if it is the latter... then Lu Chen must not be allowed to communicate too much with the disciples of Zhuqiu.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first."

Since the other party did not welcome his help in teaching the disciples, Lu Chen would not help. He had good intentions in the first place, and he was also trying to win over Lord Fuqiu, so he explained some cultivation experience to the Zhuqiu disciples.

But now, he has to worry less and live a more comfortable life.

"Wait a moment, Junior Brother Qing."

Ming Xiang quickly called out to Lu Chen.

"Is there anything else, Brother Mingxiang?"

Ming Xiang thought for a moment and said, "It is like this, Junior Brother Qing... I saw you explaining to those disciples just now, it was smooth and natural... Have you practiced the Zhuqiu Method?"

Lu Chen shook his head: "No."

Ming Xiang asked curiously, "Really? Then why are you able to speak freely and express your thoughts?"

He suspected that Lu Chen was his future eighth junior brother!

This naturally needs to be found out clearly. As the eldest senior brother of Zhuqiu, he cannot guarantee that the disciples in Zhuqiu will love each other, but he also cannot cause disunity.

If Lu Chen was really the eighth junior brother that the master was going to accept, then he would have to make friends with Lu Chen and also clear up the misunderstanding between him and his second junior brother.

"Really? I just looked at it once. It's not a strange thing." Lu Chen said.

Lu Chen was already well-informed and had extraordinary comprehension. It was just a method before becoming an immortal, but he could understand the whole picture after reading it once. If anyone had any mistakes or omissions in their practice, they could improve them completely.

"Read it once?"

Mingqi smiled, took out a bamboo slip, stared at Lu Chen and said, "This is the practice method you corrected for Qitong yesterday. How can you improve your practice method in one day without practicing my Zhuqiu Dao?"

"Brother Mingqi, do you not believe me?"

Lu Chen took a look at the bamboo slips. That was the method he had helped to improve yesterday for a Qi-generation disciple who had not yet condensed his Yin Spirit. That disciple was one of Mingqi's direct disciples.

"Believe it or not, can't we just use facts to speak for ourselves?"

Ming Qi said solemnly: "If you really have never practiced the Zhuqiu cultivation method, then you are not a fraud, so what's the harm in me apologizing to you!"

Hearing this, Lu Chen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

He looked at Mingxiang, who looked normal, and then at Mingyun, who was like a tool.

Lu Chen suddenly realized.

It turns out that he came here to test me.

Well...it doesn't matter.

Lu Chen smiled: "Brother Mingqi, how do you want to prove it?"

Ming Qi said: "This is easy to handle. I will find another disciple, and you only need to improve it to the same level of practice as the one you gave to Qi Tong within one day."

"This... let's just forget it." Lu Chen hesitated slightly and shook his head slightly.

Ming Qi sneered, "Why, you don't dare anymore? Are you afraid of being exposed?"

"That's not true."

Lu Chen said slowly: "It's just not challenging at all. It's just a cultivation method below the Yin God. I can reach this level just by taking a casual look at it... Oh, by the way, can't the three brothers do this?"

As he spoke, he looked at the three of them with the eyes of a curious baby.

It seems to be saying: No way! No way! As college graduates, you three can't even do junior high school math problems?
Huh, discussing yin and yang?

Even if you are tied together, you can't be as good as a keyboard warrior!

But I am an undefeated keyboard warrior!

When he said this, the three of them were stunned for a moment.

The air seemed to be frozen.

Mingxiang was a little embarrassed. This...he really couldn't do it.

If he could do it, he would have done it long ago. The fundamental method of practice now in the hands of his disciples is the best method of practice he could compile for his disciples.

Later, his disciples made targeted improvements based on their own situations. He was only responsible for checking them regularly. When he found any mistakes or omissions, he would guide his disciples to make improvements.

To go any higher, only the Master can do it himself.

Mingyun touched his nose.

I was insulted without saying a word?

He was cautious and somewhat introverted, and didn't want to confront Lu Chen head-on.

He looked up at Mingqi and silently encouraged him.

Come on! Second Brother!

Don’t embarrass us in Zhuqiu!

(End of this chapter)