"What about my junior brother?"

A strong momentum was undisguised, like layers of mountains rushing towards the face.

"It turned out to be the predecessor of the Spirit Transformation Sect." Jiang Chuan stepped out, and the sound of the tide rushing around him sounded.

The calm undercurrent of the river is surging, and it is pushed by some force to set off a wave, and wave after wave of the romantic past the front wave is stacked into a huge wave, and when it comes to the river bank, it has completely turned into a stormy wave.

The rushing mountains came to an abrupt end in front of the majestic waves, and they were even overwhelmed by the waves.

"Hmph".

A cold snort full of anger sounded, and the mountains gradually became majestic and steep, like the legendary Zhenhai Shenyue, trying to subdue the surging waves.

At this moment, an ethereal aura like clouds and mist surged, lying between the mountains and rivers, rising rapidly, evolving into an overwhelming momentum, the sacred mountain was chaotic for a while, lost its direction, and was almost engulfed by the clouds and mist, so it had no choice but to give up.

"Where is Chen Yang?" The slightly inferior voice sounded again, but this time it used a little bit of the Pillar Monk's divine sense to deter.

However, Jiang Chuan's divine consciousness in his body was operational, and there was a faint sound of strange beasts roaring and roaring, shattering all the external forces imposed on his body.

"Hmph".

This time, the cold snort was not anger, but more like a shock after suffering a loss.

"How is this possible?"

Qinghua, who came with anger, had a wave in his heart.

Ning Que, who had witnessed everything, was also unable to calm down.

But unlike Qinghua, who hides his malice, he is shocked and happy to see his junior brother grow step by step to the point where he is today, and he is even more satisfied and proud of being a teacher.

The deeds of the junior and younger brothers have reached such a point?

Although this is not a fighting method between monks, the momentum contest between the two reveals a deeper difference.

Jiang Chuan, who has perfected his qi, whether it is the cultivation foundation or the quality of his true qi, is not under Qinghua, who has been cultivating for more than ten years and has reached the second layer of the foundation, and even surpasses it in some aspects.

"This son must not be kept." Qinghua subconsciously came up with the idea that countless villains should have.

Wang Jun sensed that something was wrong, took a step, and came to Jiang Chuan, standing side by side with Ning Que.

"What do you want to do?"

Facing the gradually cold looks of the two, Qinghua smiled instead:

"Just ask me about the whereabouts of the disciples of the Spirit Transformation Sect, why should the two Dao brothers be so nervous."

"The senior said it was funny." Jiang Chuan's figure walked out from between the two, bowed his hand, and said respectfully:

"Senior, as soon as you came up, it was a coercion and a deterrent of divine sense, and it looked like you wanted to get rid of me who was born with immortal bones and was extraordinary, but anyone who is a normal person is nervous."

"Poof." Jiang Chuan's sleeve robe came with a mothball's smirk.

Qinghua's smile froze.

"As for asking me about the whereabouts of the disciples of the Spirit Transformation Sect, it is even more inexplicable.

"As a foundation building master of the Spirit Transformation Sect, you don't know the whereabouts of your disciples, how can I, a small Qi cultivation cultivator of the Yunshui Sect, know?"

Jiang Chuan spread his hands and looked innocent.

But they left after you.

Qinghua wanted to ask, but the kid in front of him had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and he was afraid that he would inevitably be ridiculed after asking, so he could only squint his eyes, glanced at Jiang Chuan deeply, and said with a smile:

"It's because I'm worried about the safety of my disciples, and I'm negligent for a while."

"Then why don't you get out of the way?" The king drank.

"Okay." Qinghua turned sideways to get out of the way, and when a few people walked by, the sleeve robe behind him shook off a little invisible black light, followed his will, and walked along Jiang Chuan's figure.

After just a few breaths, the black light came to the corner of the clothes where the river drooped.

"I want to see what happened to Chen Yang and them by you."

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"Boy Jiang, are you okay?" Wang Jun asked.

"There is the concern of the seniors, and the younger generations are fine, but I met a bunch of stinky dog shit on the road, and I was a little unhappy." Jiang Chuan didn't seem to notice Qinghua's means, and replied loudly.

"That's good." Wang Jun bowed his head and said with a smile:

"But if I do, I'll definitely blow this stinky shit into the rotten grass, so that no one else will see it and affect my mood."

The two of you said a word, and the voice reached the other person's heart.

The fist hidden in the sleeve of the "junior ......" was clenched loudly, but it was not easy to attack, Qinghua Tie blushed and returned to his original position.

After Ning Que confirmed that Jiang Chuan was fine, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

His main purpose in coming to Qiandao Lake was to bring the river back safe and sound.

Now that the goal has been achieved, the treasure hunt is also blocked, and it is time to leave.

"Fellow travelers, Shu Ning has something to do, so he has taken the first step." Ning Que opened his mouth and said to both sides.

"That piece of the Passage Law Seal ......," said the foundation monk.

Ning Que looked at Shan Lao Er and said:

"If Brother Shan stays here for a long time, he can come to the main door afterwards and return the Dharma seal."

Shan Lao Er laughed:

"You're not afraid that I'll be greedy for ink on that piece of the Lingyun Water Sect."

"Brother Shan laughed." Although Ning Que said to the second child, his eyes looked at Qinghua.

Before the coercion of the Spirit Transformation Sect, the connection between the Yunshui Sect and Xuanji Mountain would only become closer, and it would never be filthy because of some trivial things.

"Okay, well, since Brother Ning can afford me, after the incident, the Fa Yin will be returned." Shan Lao Er responded with a smile, and then looked at Yang Taixu and Senior Brother Shi.

"But these two oil bottles, let's take them with Brother Lao Ning!"

"It's fine." Glancing at the figure shrouded in gray clouds in the main hall again, a few wisps of clouds floated out around Ning Que's body, wrapping Jiang Chuan Jiangli and Xuanji Mountain, who were going to say something, and walked away from the passage when they came and went.

Wang Jun originally wanted to stay here and try to get the treasure with everyone, but after seeing Qinghua who looked bad, he still decided to follow Ning Que and leave.

In the blink of an eye, there were eleven foundation building monks, and there were seven left.

Seeing this scene, a few people retreated.

But Qinghua suddenly said:

"You don't have to worry, I have already sent a message to the sect, and it won't be long before there will be a real person from Jindan.

"At that time, no matter what forbidden formation or the demon corpse, under the divine power of Jindan Zhenren, it will be just a local chicken and a dog."

Hearing this, several other foundation building monks looked at each other.

If this is the case, wouldn't the treasures in it all belong to the real people of the Spirit Sect Jindan?

"Fellow Daoists, rest assured, I have always been generous with the Spirit Gate, and I am willing to share the treasures with all of you."

But Qinghua didn't say anything, but it was okay, as soon as this side opened his mouth, two people immediately went to the passage.

"Our brother doesn't want that treasure, take his leave."

Qinghua: "......"

Other Monks: "Or we ...... too"

......

"Hurry back to Fang City."

As soon as he came out of the Spirit Sword Island, he gave the two Yang Taixu brothers who returned to Xuanji Mountain a few talismans, Ning Que's expression changed slightly, and he shouted.

Without waiting for everyone to ask again, Ning Que glanced at Jiang Chuan, stretched out his hand to probe, and a ray of black light flew up from the corner of Jiang Chuan's clothes and fell into his palm.

It was an ant-like insect no bigger than a small fingernail.

With a slight force on the two fingers, the ant was pinched to death.

"What's going on?" Wang Jun was puzzled.

"Someone from the Spirit Gate is coming." Ning Que said:

When Fang just started to break the ban, Qinghua sent the news back to the Spirit Gate.

"If what I expected is correct, there will soon be a real person from the Jindan of the Spirit Gate."

Although Jiang Chuan did not say it explicitly, Ning Que knew that the group of Hualingmen was nowhere to be seen, and they were inseparable from Jiang Chuan.

If you stay in the Diji Hall for a long time and wait for Jindan Zhenren to come, there will be only one way to die.

Jiang Chuan certainly understood what Ning Que was thinking, but ......

"Even if you hide in Fang City, you can't escape the pursuit of Jindan Zhenren?"

Ning Que had a bit of mystery on his face, and said in a low voice:

"You'll know when you get there."

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