Nine Turns Sword God

Then, Chu Shaoyang returned to his residence.

He still lived in the previous mansion, but the previous disciples had moved out long ago, leaving only him and Lin Lang.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he immediately sensed a strong aura.

Rushing into the backyard, he saw Lin Lang was at the critical moment of a breakthrough.

However, there were many cuts on Lin Lang's body, and blood coagulated in the wounds, which were full of black impurities.

Chu Shaoyang was about to help with elixirs, but was stopped by the White Dragon Demon Lord.

"Blood replacement and bone casting are a necessary part of his breakthrough. You can't help him."

"It's better to set up a formation to cover up his aura, so as not to attract people with ulterior motives."

Chu Shaoyang nodded and set up the formation immediately.

The golden formation suddenly rose, covering the entire mansion.

This unusual movement attracted the attention of many disciples.

"Isn't this where Lin Lang lives? Why is it suddenly covered with a formation?"

"I heard that he got a lot of treasures when he went to the ruins last time, but lied to Deacon Liu that he didn't get anything. Now it seems that he must have lied!"

"Hurry up and tell Deacon Liu the news, maybe we can share some benefits!"

A group of disciples immediately found Deacon Liu to tell him about this.

Deacon Liu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "I knew he was going to embezzle those treasures!"

"Whatever he took, let him spit it out today!"

He immediately rushed to the mansion.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Chu Shaoyang sitting on the stone steps and looking through the Burning Heaven Pill Art.

Deacon Liu sneered: "You still know how to find a dog to guard the door?"

"A mere waste of the third level of the Dharma Realm, you still want to stop me!"

He immediately urged his strength and smashed Chu Shaoyang with his huge flesh fist.

Chu Shaoyang seemed not to see it, and did not hide.

The disciples who came to watch the show laughed out loud.

"You're scared silly?"

"It's better to find a dog than a third-level Dharma Realm guard. At least he can bark a few times to remind you."

"Look at this loser, he's scared silly!"

Just as Deacon Liu's fist was about to fall, a layer of golden barrier suddenly appeared.

Bang!

Deacon Liu hit the formation and was instantly blown away by the recoil force for more than ten meters, breaking several bones in his hand.

"A third-grade Saint formation?"

He was surprised.

Knowing that there was a formation guarding him, he didn't take it seriously at all.

After all, with Lin Lang's ability, how could he stop him?

"If you don't want to die, get out of here and don't disturb me while I'm practicing."

Chu Shaoyang didn't even look at him.

It was this contemptuous attitude that made Deacon Liu furious!

"If there wasn't a formation guarding you, who are you?"

"Do you dare to come out and fight me!"

The disciples watching shook their heads.

"This formation is very strong. Even Deacon Liu can't break it. He definitely doesn't dare to come out."

"As long as he stays inside, Deacon Liu can't do anything to him. Otherwise, how dare he talk to Deacon Liu like this?"

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly, put away the Burning Heaven Pill Art, and walked out of the formation slowly.

"Come out?"

Everyone was shocked. Even Deacon Liu didn't expect Chu Shaoyang to dare to come out!

"You are looking for death!"

Deacon Liu shouted angrily, and threw another punch, hitting Chu Shaoyang's chest hard.

Crack!

Deacon Liu's fist was directly shattered, and he screamed in pain and collapsed on the ground.

"You, what are you wearing, how can it be so hard!"

Chu Shaoyang said indifferently: "Have you heard of the sword energy knotting clothes?"

Deacon Liu was stunned, looked up and down at Chu Shaoyang, and suddenly thought of something!

"Less than thirty, sword-like clothes, and red long gown..."

"You are Chu Shaoyang!"

Chu Shaoyang said with interest: "Do you know me?"

Deacon Liu changed his arrogant look, and was so scared that his legs trembled, and his voice was trembling.

"Of course I know you, which disciple here doesn't know you!"

"If I had known you were Junior Brother Chu, how could I dare to disturb your practice?"

At this time, a ball of silver-white light rose in the formation.

A hundred-meter-high silver-haired giant wolf appeared out of thin air, but the formation made everyone unable to sense its breath.

Even so, the oppressive feeling brought by the giant wolf made everyone breathe half a beat slower.

Deacon Liu tried to ask: "May I ask what is the relationship between Junior Brother Chu and Lin Lang?"

Chu Shaoyang raised a curve at the corner of his mouth: "He is my brother."

"Go back and tell all the disciples, who dares to touch my brother, I want him to pay with his life!"

"Get out!"

Deacon Liu was so scared that he used all his limbs to climb all the way to the stone steps and accidentally rolled down.

Other disciples ran away.

In the outer sect, the name Chu Shaoyang is a god!

He dared to challenge even such a powerful force as the Wanling Society, and even killed Yan Fei in a bloody fight.

They were just ordinary disciples, how dare they offend this great Buddha?

Soon, the giant wolf's shadow dissipated, and Lin Lang's breath stabilized at the second level of the Dharma Realm.

Chu Shaoyang turned back and saw Lin Lang coming towards him.

"Thank you."

Lin Lang was grateful: "Liu Chen and I went to the ruins together, and I took away the treasure in the end, and I was angry."

"I wanted to solve it myself after the breakthrough, but you came back early."

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "You and I are brothers, why bother about these?"

"It just so happens that you and I have both broken through, and Instructor Qin must have a new practice plan, let's go find him together."

Lin Lang nodded and followed him to see Instructor Qin.

Who knew that as soon as he arrived at the door, Instructor Qin threw two jade slips directly.

"Practice according to the contents inside, which is enough to support you to complete three months of practice."

"I have to go out for something important, which may take a few months or a year. You guys take care of yourselves."

Just as Qin Jiaoshi was about to leave, Chu Shaoyang hurriedly asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Jiaoshi still spoke: "One of my junior sisters was poisoned. She went crazy while practicing, and I must make pills to treat her."

"But the poison she was poisoned with is very strange. Many third-grade holy pill masters are helpless. They can only ask the leader of the Holy Pill Sect to help."

He frowned, as if thinking about how to get the leader to help.

"That's easy."

Chu Shaoyang took out a jade talisman and handed it to Qin Jiaoshi.

"I know the leader. Just say he is my friend. He will definitely help you."

Qin Jiaoshi was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "I know you know the leader, but it is not easy to get the leader to make pills."

"Are you sure you can ask him?"

Chu Shaoyang nodded confidently: "Of course!"

"As long as you meet him, just tell him my name."

Qin Jiaoshi was more and more surprised.

What is his relationship with the leader of Shengdan Sect that makes him so confident?

But now he can't think too much, Qin Jiaoshi can only believe Chu Shaoyang and go to see the leader immediately.

Chu Shaoyang took Lin Lang to the training ground and continued to practice according to the plan made by Qin Jiaoshi.

As soon as the two arrived at the training ground, they immediately devoted themselves to practice.

The amount of practice that exceeded that of ordinary disciples by dozens of times caused the two to practice hard like crazy, causing a group of disciples to complain bitterly.

"These two crazy people! This is not practice, it's clearly playing with life!"

"It's fine if they practice by themselves, but they have to come to the training ground to practice. In comparison, we seem to be very idle."

"Now the instructors have increased the content of practice, and they all hope that the disciples they teach can come out on top in three months."

"But if we continue to practice like this, I'm afraid we will be exhausted before three months!"