Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Chongyang island is not just a simple gathering place for these martial arts practitioners, but more like their home. Some people have stayed here for more than ten years. They came here after the depression of the last World War.

For more than ten years, they grew up and lived here.

Now even if there is a crisis, I don't want to leave.

What is the meaning of being alive and powerful?

Now, use our strength to protect the people or homes we should protect. If we have some strength, but only know how to retreat, it's better to die.

"We're not going."

"Let's stay."

"Jointly defend the dignity of Chongyang island!"

"If you invade Chongyang Island, you will be killed even if it is far away!"

"We went to destroy the blue water abyss!"

"I want to be strong, I want to work hard, I want to be a hero, become a venerable, defeat bishuiyuan and marry Miss Feng..."

The people on the scene were very excited and said everything in a moment.

In particular, the last sentence simply said the wish of 8000 men on the scene to become venerable and marry Miss Feng.

Feng Yuyan suddenly had a shy smile on her cheek. She turned her head and looked at Jiang Wuchen with a touch of spring light in her eyes.

Jiang Wuchen also happened to look at her.

Four eyes are opposite. In Feng YuYan's eyes, there seems to be a flash of cremation.

But Jiang Wuchen quickly avoided it.

At this moment, there was a fierce battle going on outside the Dragon chopping platform.

The old mountain ran like flying, followed by corydalis. They came to the chrysanthemum forest one after another.

In September, the ground is covered with yellow flowers, which is very beautiful. Today, chrysanthemums wither, leaving only some yellow branches and leaves, and only a few chrysanthemums that can resist the cold are still open.

The old man stopped and stood in the garden.

Corydalis smiled indifferently, "old thing, can't you run?"

It was far away from the Dragon chopping platform, but the Dragon chopping platform suddenly burst into a uniform roar, which still spread here. Old Shan heard that he was cheering the name of Jiang Shi.

The Corydalis willow eyebrow wrinkled slightly and couldn't help turning her head and looking at the Dragon cutting platform. She was worried about the emperor.

Between the electric light and flint, the mountain old man who was good at grasping the details suddenly attacked the Corydalis, his palm urged his vitality and made a roaring sound.

Corydalis raised her machete and cut it down hard.

The gold property of Corydalis was vigorous, which immediately split the vitality of old Shan.

But what he didn't notice was that behind the old man's body, there was a dense vitality in his palm. With this vitality, the chrysanthemum petals still in full bloom around him immediately flew out and flew towards the old man's palm to form a surrounding flower ball.

"Go!"

Shan Lao's body rotated and suddenly pushed it. The chrysanthemum ball made a whistling sound and flew to the corydalis.

Corydalis retreated, waved the machete quickly, and the long knife cut several awns.

Brush.

Suddenly the chrysanthemum ball was broken into pieces, but a strange scene appeared. The scattered chrysanthemum ball instantly turned into tens of thousands of chrysanthemum petals, flying to Corydalis like a rainstorm.

Corydalis exclaimed. Unexpectedly, she waved a machete and roared like an electric fan.

Click, click, click.

The machete blocks a large number of petals.

The old man jumped behind the corydalis and slapped her on the back of her heart.

"Wow!"

The Corydalis spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the knife awn in her hand stopped. Suddenly, more than a dozen chrysanthemum petals flew in, making several blood holes on her face and neck.

At the edge of the wharf, a fire burst into the sky.

This is the signal that the emperor is calling his men to evacuate.

Corydalis understood that he couldn't take advantage of the chrysanthemum forest. Old Shan deliberately led her here. Now she didn't hesitate, turned and flew towards the wharf.

Old Shan was relieved and didn't track. He is vigorous in wood. Even though his realm is higher than that of Corydalis, he doesn't have much chance of winning if he really fights.

The reason why he chose to come to this chrysanthemum forest is to use the chrysanthemum Zhenyuan here to improve his wood attribute vitality and power.

Venerable combat is not simply fighting for strength or martial arts. The environment also has an impact.

The only thing not affected is Quan Zun!

Unfortunately, how many people in the world can reach this level?

The sound of shouting at Jiang Shi went higher and higher.

Shan Lao squinted at the Dragon chopping platform.

"Master Jiang?"

In the dark, he had a hunch that the young man named Jiang Shi on the Dragon chopping platform might have changed.

If so, he felt happy, shocked and a little jealous.

A venerable person is also a person. He has worked hard for many years and finally become a venerable person. When he sees others succeed with a little effort, his mood is very complicated.

If this person is his own, it's OK. If not, this jealousy may become hatred.

The old man walked slowly to the Dragon cutting platform. The people from bishuiyuan really came. At this time, it's also a good thing for the lady to have the venerable help around her.

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The battle is over, and the people on the Dragon chopping platform still refuse to disperse. The battle is so wonderful. Chongyang Island, which has been calm for many years, seems to be injected with a booster. Everyone begins to take it seriously, and being strong has become everyone's goal again.

Jiang Wuchen left the scene and returned to the Lingbao hall with the people of the Lingbao hall and the MI family.

At the moment, the Lingbao hall was surrounded. Sister ghost led the people and law enforcers to maintain order until Jiang Wuchen appeared again and promised to take out some pills, and the surrounded people were willing to disperse.

Mi Yuanfeng and Mi Seng are waiting for Jiang Wuchen on the second floor. This is the first time they have come to Lingbao hall. They are more or less restrained.

Everything is for his son. Mi Yuanfeng is willing to do everything.

A moment later, Jiang Wuchen came up from below.

Mi Yuanfeng and monk Mi quickly stood up. "Master Jiang, when will you be free to save my son?" Mi Yuanfeng also knew that it was a little abrupt to ask now, but he couldn't wait a second for his son's situation.

Jiang Wuchen said, "go back. Three days later, I'll go to Mi's house to find you."

Mi Yuanfeng and monk Mi looked at each other, then got up and bowed slightly. Mi Yuanfeng said excitedly, "if master Jiang can save my son, I will... Repay him with all my strength."

"OK, you can go. My master said three days is three days." Xiaocui urged nearby.

Mi Yuanfeng nodded slightly, and Mi monk turned and left.

When the staff dispersed, Jiang Wuchen could finally take a breath.

In Chongyang hall, old Shan came back here. He had heard what happened after the Dragon cutting platform from Wu Yue's mouth. It was really what he expected.

"Congratulations, miss. There's a strong general around you." old Shan said with a smile.

Feng Yuyan smiled indifferently, "Jiang Wuchen is different from others."

"Yes, he is the venerable now."

"Not only because of this, even if he is not a venerable, no one can control him."

"Can't miss?"

Feng Yuyan shook his head. "He and I are equal. There is no distinction between status and status."