My cultivation script went astray

Knowing the cause and effect, Murong Jing guessed the cause and effect without any calculation.

"Su Qingchan, you are so brave."

Murong Jing whispered, his eyes slightly cold. The newcomers nowadays are really getting bolder and bolder. They dare to harm the sect master just after entering the sect.

She knew that Chen Lang's Taoist partner would not be a good person.

Without any hesitation, Murong Jing immediately stood up and prepared to report these clues to the master for handling. She didn't want to take risks in vain and cover up her subordinates for doing such things, especially since she didn't like Su Qingchan.

With the collected clues, Murong Jing put them in a paper bag and went down the mountain to a pavilion and knocked on the door.

After getting the consent, Murong Jing entered the room, where an old woman was sitting.

"Master." Murong Jing saluted.

The old woman smiled, and deep wrinkles appeared on her forehead. "A Jing, your cultivation has improved recently."

Murong Jing said, "Thanks to Master's guidance, I feel that I have gained a lot recently. I believe that I can gain a place on the Heavenly Ranking."

The old woman smiled and said, "Don't be arrogant. Our Tianjian Sect is full of talents.

You know one thing, Chen Lang, who made trouble in Tianchi, is back. In just over a month, his cultivation has increased from the middle stage of Qi Refining to the foundation building stage, and it is still quite solid. He is really a strange man."

"What? He is not dead? He is back?" Murong Jing was surprised and shocked.

The last news she knew about Chen Lang was the prison car of the Law Hall that escorted him. How rampant he was when he came, how miserable he was when he left.

It was unexpected that he was not dead until now, and he could come back?

The old woman nodded and briefly explained the decision of the Elders' Council. She did not go at that time, but was notified afterwards.

Then, the old woman said, "That boy is arrogant and domineering. He made those people angry at the elders' meeting, but he also made a contribution and was taken away by Zhong Haoran. I think this guy is a thorn, very crazy, and stubborn. If he becomes powerful, it will be very troublesome.

A Jing, you should be careful and try to avoid dealing with such people as much as possible. Don't make enemies with him because of your status or cultivation. It's not worth it. Someone will deal with such people."

Murong Jing was silent for a moment and nodded, "I know."

"By the way, what did you come to me for?"

Murong Jing put the bag on the ground as a cushion and said slowly, "I have some doubts when practicing. I came here today and hope that Master can give me some advice."

...

Chen Lang finally has his own Dabieye.

At the foot of Wangyue Mountain where Zhong Haoran is, there is a large residential area built by the mountain and the water. After the proposal of the elders' meeting, he was allocated a two-story building and a small courtyard with a fence. The surroundings are quite quiet, and he is very satisfied.

After a simple cleanup, he took out the spirit stones in the storage bag and the huge amount of spoils seized from the mine. Even though he had left a lot for Yanxi Mine, the remaining amount was still considerable, and the storage bag could not hold it.

In addition, he still had 70,000 spirit stones on hand. If he left 400,000 for Tianjian Sect, it would be 400,000, not a penny more.

According to his understanding, even inner disciples can only get a few hundred spirit stones a month. Unless they are the master of the Goddess Peak or masters like the "Heavenly Ranking", spirit stones are no longer the only means of measurement. Precious medicines are rare items.

Of course, this is not all. The elders tacitly gave him the position of the master of Yanxi Mountain. He can indeed make some money there, but he can't keep it without a late foundation-building cultivation. Wouldn't it be nice to have such a cultivation to eat salary in the sect?

Finally, he also found a box, put these resources in it, and put a ban on it.

"Damn, no one will come to open my treasure chest, right?" After breaking the ban, Chen Lang thought, if someone really dared to touch it, he would just show his health bar.

Tianjian Sect does not allow him to do whatever he wants, but against the enemy, it is called legitimate defense.

"It's time to go to the Goddess Peak to have a look."

Chen Lang finished packing and stepped out of the yard.

Suddenly an old man flew over.

"Boy, where are you going?" The elder who spoke looked unfriendly.

He was so angry, feeling that he was tricked by the treacherous ghosts of the Elders' Council. They agreed to send elders to monitor Chen Lang's every move to prevent him from doing anything wrong. One by one, they agreed with both hands, and then asked who to supervise, all pointed at him.

I am in charge of Tianchi, and I do have an unshirkable responsibility for the accident, but is it appropriate to put all the responsibility on me?

Now it's good, he has to follow Chen Lang step by step, and he has a murderous heart for a moment, and he really wants to kill this kid with a knife and end it all.

"Goddess Peak, lead the way." Chen Lang said.

It's convenient to have an elder following, and there's no need to report.

Elder Speech snorted coldly, "I advise you not to move around casually."

"The Elders' Council didn't restrict my freedom of travel." Chen Lang said, "Why, you go back on your word again?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't restrict your freedom."

Elder Speech rebuked coldly, "If you really regret it, your body will be cold now. I'm considering your safety."

"Who wants to kill me?" Chen Lang was surprised.

"There are many. Now the news of your return has spread. Hundreds of inner and outer disciples have jointly petitioned and marched in the sect, strongly protesting your return to the sect and demanding that you be expelled and punished."

Elder Speech gloated, "They are looking for you everywhere now. It's all your fault. We are not responsible. You can handle it yourself."

"There's this thing?"

Chen Lang's eyes lit up. He was the best at resolving grudges, and he didn't plan to go to the Goddess Peak. "Let's go, I'll go and see you. Elder Speech, lead the way."

Elder Speech:?

Others strongly protested against you, but you didn't feel guilty and were so excited. What do you mean?

"My last name is Chen, not Elder Speech!"

...

Chen Lang left the mansion and came to the bluestone road.

Looking around, only three or two disciples passed by, but there was no parade.

"Where are the people?" Chen Lang asked.

Elder Speech had a blank expression on his face, "Everyone is busy practicing Taoism. Do you think everyone is as idle as you?"

Chen Lang thought for a moment, turned around and ran to the west. He knew where there were many people.

Soon, he came to the martial arts field, and Elder Speech followed closely. When the newcomers just entered the sect, their favorite thing was to come to the martial arts field, where they could observe the Taoism and confirm their position in the sect.

Sure enough, there were many people in the martial arts arena, and some were fighting. They were two great Qi-refining masters, one at the eighth level, and the other at the ninth level, close to perfection.

There were many onlookers around, but their cultivation was not high. Only three or two of them were above the foundation building level, and they should still be old students.

This made Chen Lang feel a little dazed, and he went to do some side quests. This group of disciples of the same class was no longer the same as before, and had reached a height that he needed to look down on.

"It seems that the parade has been dispersed." The elder who gave the speech felt a little regretful, and he considered you a lucky kid.

Chen Lang didn't think so. Since he was here, he had a cause and effect, and he would make a decision today. He never left it until tomorrow.

He encouraged his breath, displayed traditional skills, and shouted to everyone in the martial arts arena:

"Brothers and sisters, look over here."

His voice was loud, carrying rolling true energy, which made everyone's eardrums roar. The two disciples who were fighting were also affected and looked over angrily.

Several old students also frowned and looked at who didn't know the rules and yelled loudly, affecting their gang fighting.

"Who is this? Yelling and yelling, don't you know this is a martial arts arena?"

"This person looks familiar." Someone frowned, but couldn't remember anything.

"Is this Chen Lang?"

Instantly, someone recognized him, awakening the memories of many people, especially the freshmen, who remembered Chen Lang's name deeply.

This person ruined their baptism in Tianchi, causing many people to laugh at them, saying that they were the worst class that Tianjian Sect had ever led, making them unable to raise their heads.

"Chen Lang! You dare to come back?"

The two who were fighting stopped fighting and stared at Chen Lang, with fierce light flashing in their eyes.

"Yes, it's me, who are you looking for?"

Chen Lang glanced at everyone and smiled faintly: "Your father is here."

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