My cultivation script went astray

[Side mission: Become the mountain master]

[You repelled the invasion of the Western Cult Lord and successfully defended the Songhu Mine. You proved your ability and were appreciated and recognized by the Mountain Lord, who promoted you to the guard captain.

Now, you are not far away from becoming a real mountain master among one person and ten thousand people. To continue to make contributions, you only need to be better than the mountain master of Yanxi Mine and gain the attention of Tianjian Sect. This position will be yours sooner or later. . 】

[Requirement: Be promoted and become the owner of Yanxi Mine. 】

Close the task.

No prompting was needed this time.

Chen Lang continued to wait. Around sunset, a spy came back:

"Captain, the Yanxi Mine is quiet. I saw a few figures escaping. I didn't go inside to look. I came directly to report to you."

"I know." Chen Lang nodded and asked him to step back.

Because he felt that an evil spirit was approaching, it was very strong and somewhat familiar.

He came outside the Songhu Mine and went to the natural cave where the spirit stones were hidden. Sure enough, a broken red robe was flying everywhere, looking for something like a bat eager to suck blood, but could not find the location.

"Hey, isn't this the Western leader of the Pingtian Sect? I haven't seen him for a long time, why are you acting like this?" Chen Lang said with a smile.

"Boy! Are you here? Where have you hidden my Ten Thousand Souls Flag? I'm going to kill you!"

The Western leader roared angrily. His clothes were torn, his breath was weak, and his body was covered with stab wounds and blood stains, but his overall condition was still intact.

And there was one person left beside him. The black robe was gone, only one arm was left, and there was a sword wound near the heart that penetrated back and forth.

"You bastard, how dare you use the Earth Escape Talisman to frame us!" The man in black robe covered his heart. They were really miserable. They were suppressed by the mountain guard formation. The mountain owner took three soul-burning pills to fight with them. Try your best, but still be surrounded by more than 200 guards.

More than two hundred!

The old scalper was exhausted.

After they fought their way out of the siege and returned to Walang Town, they found that the place had been destroyed. Several alchemists came back. After questioning, they found out that it was really the captain of the seventh team. Han Tianxiao came to kill them and took away the team except the five of them. Lost most of it.

This made him extremely angry. Is this something a righteous sect can do?

"Han Tian smiled."

The Western leader gasped and stared at Chen Lang, "I admit that I underestimated you and should not have let down my guard and let you in."

"However, you took something you shouldn't have taken. The Ten Thousand Soul Banner is something refined by the Empress. It is entrusted to me with the important task of collecting souls. It is useless for you to keep it. Give it back to me. I can retreat today and no longer interact with you." You are entangled.”

During the bloody battle in the mine, he sensed that the soul mark had been erased. In the end, he only remembered that it was in this area, but he couldn't find the location.

Chen Lang calmly took out the foundation-building mass remover and locked onto the Western Cult Leader.

The Western leader's expression changed and he took a few steps back, but his murderous intent still remained unabated.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" asked the man in black robe next to him.

Chen Lang smiled and thought that this was indeed the case. Perhaps the people of the Pingtian Sect often came into contact with souls and had a particularly strong premonition of the crisis.

"You are not qualified to negotiate with me now, get lost." Chen Lang said.

The face of the Western leader was gloomy. He could see that this person had the cultivation level of the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Although he was injured, he was still a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk. It was not difficult to deal with him, but what kind of murder weapon was in his hand?

"Good boy, you have the guts. We will meet again sooner or later." The Western leader hesitated for a moment, and finally retreated and disappeared into the night.

"What a classic line from a villain."

Chen Lang was speechless. He really wanted to send him directly to the West. However, the demassifier was too expensive and he couldn't bear it. Besides, the equipment was all gone and killing him was not as valuable as a gun carriage.

He has learned his lesson. If you should be patient, you will be patient. If you can't bear it, you will mess up your big plan. He needs to collect some props for future use.

After the Western leader left, Chen Lang returned the same way. At this point, the aftermath of the task of guarding the mine was decided.

Next it’s time to go see the leader.

Alone, Chen Lang put on his mask again and headed to the Yanxi Mine. Jin Ye and the Four Slender Monkeys wanted to follow, but Chen Lang refused. There has been no news there, but he had a premonition that a war would break out.

Arriving alone outside the Yanxi Mine, Chen Lang saw rocks rolling down and many corpses on the ground, all covered in armor and stained with blood.

Thick smoke was billowing on the mountain, and the mountains in the distance were flattened. The protective formation was broken. Invisible ripples in the air rolled from time to time, condensing strong winds and turbulence. It was the disintegration of the formation.

There was no one in sight all the way. It wasn't until he reached the coordinate point of the escape talisman that Chen Lang heard a woman crying and several young people calling "Second brother, second brother".

The moment Chen Lang appeared, someone spotted him and exclaimed:

"The captain of team seven is here!"

There was no joy in the cry, only panic and fear.

When those people saw Chen Lang's figure, they immediately became confused. A middle-aged monk raised a spear and shouted angrily at Chen Lang:

"Traitor! Do you want to take advantage of the situation?"

Just as he finished speaking, a blood-stained hand was placed on the middle-aged monk's shoulder. The mountain master slowly sat up and said, "Brother, stand back."

Then, the mountain owner picked up the curled sword on the ground, blocked many villagers behind him, looked at Chen Lang, and said in a tired and low voice:

"You finally came."

Chen Lang had no support and even beheaded his nephew. When the news came back, he had already expected this moment.

"Who are you?"

Chen Lang stared at the mountain master for a long time before he recognized it in surprise, "It turns out to be the mountain master. I heard that you took the soul-burning pill?"

At this moment, the owner of Yanxi Mountain has white hair, a thin face, and sallow skin. He looks like an old man in his twilight years. Even his voice is much older, but his eyes are still sharp.

Good guy, you really dare to eat it.

A leader is a leader, and when things come true, he killed three generals of the Pingtian Sect and seriously injured the leader of the Western Sect. This moved Chen Lang and felt that his position as the Mountain Lord was secure and there was no need for a fierce battle.

"Are you mocking me? Young man, you are not qualified yet."

The owner of Yanxi Mountain shook his palm, and a small white porcelain bottle appeared again. When everyone behind him saw it, their expressions changed and they stepped forward to stop him:

"Second brother! Stop eating!"

"Hengzi, don't fight so hard, you will die if you keep eating."

Old men or women came to stop him. They were all relatives and friends. The whole family relied on him to live a happy life, but now they were very sad and did not want to see him die.

A young boy next to him stared at Chen Lang, gritting his teeth, and the hatred in his eyes was not concealed at all. This evil man had harmed his father, causing them to lose their mines, their family business, and many of their relatives and friends.

If his father hadn't taken Soul Burning Pills one after another to resist the enemy and protect them, the Western leader would have wiped out their entire family.

But the mountain master's will was not something they could stop. With a flick of his finger, the soul-burning pill entered his mouth and was taken and refined by him.

boom!

The mountain master's aura surged, his white hair was flying, his eyes were like lightning, and he entered the late stage of foundation building.

He held the sword in his right hand, waved his left hand, and a blood-stained shield flew towards him. He blocked the entire family behind him and faced Chen Lang:

"Do you want to fight me?"

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