He casually collected the ancient bronze sparrow, and the gold and silver boy who was waiting outside the door also came in to pay a visit. The two boys looked at Jiuhuo Yanlong with some fear, and presented the magic weapon that Qian Chen gave to them to guard the door.
Qian Chen was also relieved when he saw that the two boys had made great progress in their cultivation, so he gave the golden pills that had been refined from the fire meridians in the past few days. The two boys were surprised and happy to see them, holding the golden pills tightly and following behind him.
Then he called the ear canal god over and asked about the movements inside the Luo Zhenxian Sect when he was in seclusion and sacrificed the ancient bronze bird these days.
In the past few days, every family of Luo Zhen Immortal Sect wore mourning, and there were sad voices everywhere. Most of the inner disciples moved to the fairy island, and promoted a group of outstanding inner disciples to the True Teaching. They even recommended a group of family members of Jie Dan Zhenren to control the duties in various places in the sect!
That Gu Chenzi was really a ruthless character. His sword killed many aristocratic families on the Immortal Island, and cut off many families in the Luo Zhen Immortal Sect. He really had the style of an ancient cultivator!
"In the past few days, there are probably many plans among the god-transforming cultivators, but in the future, they must have guessed that magic weapon I am refining from the ancestor of Zangshan..."
"He can tolerate it. If he had come to make a fuss, I would have an excuse to arrange some tricks! Since that's the case, I wouldn't be in a hurry to show up, so as not to let them see that I've refined that magic weapon so quickly!"
Qian Chen had a thought and sat cross-legged on the red lotus of karma and continued to enter the fire vein to practice.
The jade pendant on his waist turned into a spiritual butterfly, attached to his divine thoughts, and flew out of the cave.
When the spirit butterfly appeared on the Jiyang Magnetic Peak again, Qian Chen's divine thought was just there and there was nothing, floating like a dream and a illusion.
His true body is sitting upright on the red lotus and guarding the earth fire. His divine thoughts are tied to this flower, but he can sleep in the immortals and sense everything in this extreme Yang Magnetic Peak.
At this time, Qian Chen was dreaming, but with Taoism's formlessness, both things and transformation, not life and death, and the true illusion of illusion, he reflected the entire magnetic peak and even the fairy island above it in his dream.
This dream butterfly is confusing, but if you want to see the thoughts of all the god-turned-god true people, you must have the inheritance of the Nanhua Sect. However, the thoughts of others on Yangfeng are all in Qian Chen's sense.
He had just flew out for a while and sensed a trace of murderous intent coming from a remote corner of Yangfeng.
"Interesting! There are at least seven gods on this Yang Peak. Who dares to commit murder under their noses?"
The spirit butterfly floated to a cliff, but saw several monks who were not only practicing Qi and practicing Dharma, lying in ambush in the dark.
"So ignorant and fearless!"
Although these gods may not release divine thoughts on weekdays and can see through dozens of miles in a clear way, many things happening around them are also in their senses.
If you want to know something, look at it and you will see the causes and consequences!
Although they reach their level, they usually don’t care about the life or death of anyone, as long as these ant-like things attract the attention of a god, there will be many unexpected problems.
They danced happily!
Qian Chen thought about it and suddenly felt that there was something to do with him. He turned into a spiritual butterfly and flew over slowly. He saw an old servant who looked like a magic monk hidden his body and shouted to the others: "Madam, I finally dispatched that boy. You must do it cleaner, so that boy disappeared quietly, so that he would not ruin our young master's affairs!"
"Yes, Deacon Yan!"
Two outer monks with fierce faces held their fists and responded.
One of them looked forward, lowered his voice and cursed, "Deacon! That boy just refining his energy, and his qualifications are poor. He is probably the one who swept the floor and went out for decades later. If the wife wants his life, as long as he looks, he will not be able to survive the next day. How could he work for you to do something..."
"You know what a big deal!" The old servant sneered: "That kid is really related. Do you remember Taoist Shang Rong, who is famous in the sect a few days ago?"
The two outer monks looked at each other and were worried. Who doesn’t know this person in Luo Zhen’s sect? The previous opportunity made countless people in Luo Zhen’s Immortal Sect red eyes. Even these outer monks fantasized all day long that there would be such a good thing that would fall on their heads!
The old servant laughed and said, "That Taoist Shang Rong is such a great opportunity. He got a spiritual pill given by the plague god. Unfortunately, he had no eyes and offended our wife. During the great disaster of the sect the day before yesterday, he died in response to the disaster. My wife didn't have to do anything!"
"Later, the sect thought that this person had made some contributions, so they wanted to support his descendants of blood."
"As a result, this person is a blessing. After searching all over the sect, he found a distant nephew... Now! That little beast! The lady was thinking that this person could inherit some of the old feelings of Taoist Shang Rong, and advised him to transfer Shang Rong's elixir to the young master, and then give him a background next to the young master!"
"Unexpectedly, that man was ignorant of raising his head." The old servant said fiercely with his eyes.
"Now that Shang Rong had just died, there were still some people paying attention to this person, so the wife couldn't let him disappear openly. She wanted to wait first, but unexpectedly, a true teaching under Master Wei's seat seemed to be supporting him. If he asked him to speak and transfer the Divine Fire Spirit Pill to a disciple under Zhenren Wei's seat, it would be a little hindered by my wife's plan!"
"Therefore, the lady secretly sent him to the Immortal Island. The god-transforming ancestors of all sects are here, and the fish and dragons on the Magnetic Peak are mixed, making him disappear silently, and it is difficult for others to pursue it!"
The spiritual butterfly transformed by Qian Chen stopped on the treetop next to him and thought to himself: "The Luo Zhen Immortal Sect is too careless in doing things. Unexpectedly, I gave the Qianli Seven Treasure Flame Light Pill a little bit by one thought, which actually mixed up so many dirty things! The wife of the deputy leader is still unstoppable!"
"I mean to give this pill after all!"
"Even though Shang Rong died unfortunately, he was quite heroic. He was worthy of being the one who once caught my eyes and told me to remember my name."
"And what are you? It's his, and it's his, so how can you guys jump up and down!"
He was about to take action when he suddenly sensed a boy in blue shirt approaching.
This person suffered a lot under the "Negod" in that sect. He was dressed in a torn blue cloth clothes, and even the boots on his feet were exposed. But Qian Chen saw that he was quite agile, and he kept holding a yellow talisman in his hand along the way, never letting go of his vigilance.
"The Qi-sensing Talisman!"
Qian Chen saw through the yellow talisman in this person's palm and knew that this was a strange talisman that could sense the turbid air exhaled from the mouth and nose. Because this talisman was relatively remote, even people with a cultivation level far exceeding one or two major realms would be difficult to guard against.
Chapter completed!