My cultivation script went astray

"Don't draw the cake, let's talk about the reward first," Chen Lang said.

The helmsman of the West held the flag, "Aren't you going to attend the big festival? I will take you there."

"That's it?"

Chen Lang smiled and said, "Is this a generous reward? I want some face."

The helmsman of the West said angrily, "With your level of cultivation, what kind of reward do you want? If you have the ability to kill him, I can give you the flag."

"That's what you said."

Chen Lang became interested and looked at the young man in white.

"I want to die to help you." The young man in white looked at him lightly, raised his hand and slashed at Chen Lang with a sword.

Wow!

Chen Lang waved the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and more than five thousand souls poured out. He used the jet itself as an attack and hit the sword light to cancel it out.

This blow was indeed powerful. Three to four hundred dead souls disappeared in the blink of an eye. However, Chen Lang waved his flag and the scattered souls returned to their places, forming a suppressive formation in an instant.

The young man in white was surprised. He didn't even have time to react before he was blocked. A strong suppressive force was applied to him, and the sword floating in front of him crashed to the ground.

With a puff, the young man in white coughed up blood, his back bent, and his realm dropped to the middle stage of foundation building.

"What a good idea!"

The Western helmsman was surprised. He made a prompt decision, collected the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, broke into Chen Lang's formation, and fought hand to hand with the young man in white.

"break!"

The young man in white aimed at the suppression formation above his head and used the secret technique of Tianjian Sect. The sword light like the Milky Way fell down, tearing a hole in the suppression formation.

"You are weak."

Chen Lang had been watching the battle for a long time and had already estimated his strength. He immediately reconstructed the formation to fill the gap, prevent the young man in white from escaping, and continued to strengthen the suppression.

But even so, he suffered a lot of losses, and five to six hundred dead souls were chopped down in an instant.

After several fights, the young man in white was defeated. The Western Helmsman slapped him on the body, seriously injured him, and then sealed his cultivation.

"A very good living sacrifice. You can go and accompany your senior brothers."

The Western helmsman quickly sealed all the air points of the young man in white, took the Ten Thousand Soul Flags and injected some dead souls into the depths of his soul, used them to suppress them, and finally bound them with ropes.

Finally, he looked up at Chen Lang and smiled happily.

"Brother, the method is good."

"Looking at how skilled you are at controlling flags, five thousand souls shouldn't be your limit. What level is your soul control skill at?" asked the Western Helmsman.

He didn't have high expectations. After all, Chen Lang's cultivation level was too low. It would be enough to kill this opponent if it could delay him for a while and help him reduce losses.

But now instead of killing him, he was captured alive.

Chen Lang stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it here."

"What?" Western Helmsman was slightly startled.

"banner."

The Western helmsman was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "I'm kidding you. This thing is the merit of our raiser. Without the will of the queen, who would dare to change hands casually."

"I dare."

Chen Lang picked up the flag with a very cold attitude, "A person must keep his word. If you don't want to keep it, then I will keep it for you."

"Are you serious?"

The smile on the face of the Western Helmsman disappeared. He picked up the tattered flag and said, "Want to fight in formations? I can accompany you."

The young man in white was tied up with a rope and thrown to the ground. He did not expect that the two flag-raisers would fight, but suddenly he noticed the electric current filling the fingertips when Chen Lang raised his hand, and suddenly said:

"Are you Chen Lang?"

Chen Lang nodded, "Yes."

"Chen Lang?"

The Western helmsman also felt that this name was a bit familiar. Suddenly, he remembered, "Were you the one who did what happened to the Aoki Sect before?"

There have long been rumors in the Pingtian Sect that there is an "Innate Soul-Palm Holy Body" in it, which is highly valued by the Empress.

But most people have only heard of it by name and have never actually seen it. After all, Pingtian Sect is not like a regular sect, and its staff is very scattered. Some believers may never meet in this life.

And I heard that he has a strange temper, which is a bit troublesome.

The Western Helmsman thought for a moment, quietly put away the flag, and said with a warm smile: "In this way, I will give you fifteen hundred souls to compensate for your previous losses. I will take you to the organization later. There are many masters there. You can Compare and discuss with them.

Besides, it doesn't make any sense for you to ask for my flags, because when the big ceremony begins, our flags must be integrated with the black flags of sacrifice. After the leader is elected and the position is sealed, I will count it as your merit and add it to your list. "

Chen Lang thought for a moment, and the Southern leader seemed to have said this.

And judging from the nature of the mission, I should be considered a traitor. I haven't finished gathering the information yet, so I shouldn't be too public. Forget it, just be patient. It doesn't matter if you suffer a little loss.

Chen Lang nodded, "Okay."

"Brother, you are so cool." The Western helmsman laughed loudly, and then pulled up the chain that bound the young man in white, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. It would be a pity for your cultivation level to enter the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. You should send it as a living sacrifice. They must be very happy."

"Who is this?" Chen Lang asked.

This person is really fierce. He has seen many late-stage foundation-building monks and killed some, but he has never seen such a strong one.

"Qin Tian, ​​a master on the Heavenly Ranking, is unfortunately an outsider." said the Western Helmsman.

A master on the top list?

Chen Lang nodded, that's not surprising.

"Are you Chen Lang now, or someone else?" Qin Tian stared at the mark between Chen Lang's eyebrows.

"Of course I am myself."

"If I were you, I would end it on my own, which would be worthy of Elder Zhong." Qin Tian said.

"That's what makes us different."

Chen Lang responded, "I never think I'm sorry to anyone."

Qin Tian sneered and did not respond.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Lang was not in a hurry. It was rare to catch a member of the Tianjian Sect. He wanted to see if he could get some information.

"To kill the evil and the enemy."

"How much salary do you pay?"

"The killing of the Pingtian Sect will be recorded in the merit list. You don't need to worry about it."

Merit list?

Isn't that what I should worry about?

Chen Lang was very interested and pointed at the Western Captain. "If you kill him, how many places can you rank on the merit list?"

Qin Tian glanced at him. "Within the top ten."

"Only within the top ten?" Chen Lang thought to himself that it was a pity.

It's a bit worthless.

"What are you doing?"

The Western Captain frowned. What's the matter? You seem to want to kill me.

"What about me? If you catch me, can I get the first merit?"

"You?"

Qin Tian sneered, "Are you overestimating yourself? It's best if you don't come back. Elder Zhong will be sad, and those people might quarrel again."

Chen Lang thought for a while, "How many people do you have to kill to get the first merit?"

Qin Tian glanced at him, "If you have a heart of repentance, kill your chief priest, I guarantee you the first merit."

Of course, he was just talking about it afterwards. He had never seen the chief priest, but according to the information before the mission, he should be a master who has reached the peak of foundation building to perfection. After all, he is going to be the new leader.

Such a master holding the banner may not be able to last ten rounds by himself. Unless the elders of the sect take action personally, no one can deal with it.

Chapter? That's a good idea.

Chen Lang immediately had a target.

Sir, although I don't know who you are, I will borrow your head for use.

"What are you thinking? Are you trying to instigate a rebellion in front of me?"

The Western helmsman sneered, "Chen Lang is now the main force of my Pingtian Sect. He has just made great achievements. It is the wisest choice for him to join the Pingtian Sect. Why go to the Tianjian Sect? Are you going to be sold out by those selfish and unscrupulous elders?

I want to talk about you. An outer disciple can get on the Tianbang, and he is not an ordinary person. What did they give you? They just use you as a thug. I feel it's not worth it for you.

If you come to my Pingtian Sect, you will be a Jindan cultivator sooner or later. How about it? Do you want to consider it? Let me refuse."

"If you are on different paths, you can't make plans together." Qin Tian was indifferent and did not respond.

"You're right."

Chen Lang patted Qin Tian's shoulder, "Stay still, just fighting is not enough, I'll show you what strength is."

Then, he said to the Western Captain:

"Can you take me to see the Master Priest now?"

"Of course, please." The Western Captain grabbed Qin Tian and gestured with a smile, "I'm sure the Master Priest will be delighted to know that Brother Chen is here to help."

Chen Lang nodded, "I can't wait either."

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