The most important thing is that such an attack can often give you an advantage or win a breather, because even if the opponent's divine sense is strong, it will be in a trance and a loophole will appear in your own momentary stab.

Generally speaking, this kind of attack is more suitable for targeting people who are equal to or inferior to their own divine consciousness or cultivation, and it is also miraculous for people whose divine consciousness or cultivation is not much higher than themselves, but if they far surpass themselves, they are asking for hardship.

Qing Chen observed for a while, and the surrounding surveillance monks were all monks in the middle and late stages of Qi refining, and it was impossible for them to escape the attack of their own Cone Divine Thorn, so he immediately used his divine sense to cast the Cone Divine Thorn, and said lightly, "Go." ”

He led everyone into his compound from the original secret passage, leaving only a few lifeless corpses on the surveillance post swaying in the wind. These people were too different from Qing Chen's cultivation, and they were fatally killed by a single blow.

As soon as he entered the secret room, before he could stand firmly, he saw dozens of unavoidable sharp sword lights slashing towards him from all angles, that power, that posture, even ordinary Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivators would probably be split into dozens of sections.

In a hurry, Qingchen hurriedly cast an aura shield to protect everyone.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

After a violent collision and shaking, everyone turned the corner.

"Huh......", a cry of surprise came from the shadows.

"Senior brother, it's me, Qingchen. Qingchen knew that it was either his senior brother Jing Xingzhi or the second senior brother who made the sound, because the master told him that the two senior brothers had escorted his parents back to Qingfu, so in order to avoid accidental injury, he immediately shouted out.

Sure enough, the people who came stopped attacking, but they didn't show up, and continued to hide in the shadows, "Are you really junior brother Qingchen?

Qingchen didn't know how to prove it, after all, the two had never met, and a big man wouldn't be curious to find out the appearance of another big man, so there was a situation where the two didn't know each other.

While groaning, Shangguan Yongzhen walked to Qingchen and said, "I don't know if Senior Brother Jing Xingzhi or Senior Brother Cliff is here, Shangguan Yongzhen is polite." ”

On the way, Qing Chen had already told everyone about worshipping Elder Yunhe as a teacher and Elder Yunhe sending the eldest and second disciples to secretly protect their parents, so Shangguan Yongzhen would say so.

"Shangguan Yongzhen, is it Shangguan Yongzhen, the grandson of the Shangguan Great Elder who introduced Qingchen's junior brother to the sect?" With you, this person is Qingchen's junior brother, there should be no doubt. ”

After speaking, a thin young man with a sharp sword and a simple and foolish posture walked out of the shadows.

A very strange feeling arose in the hearts of everyone.

On the one hand, from the perspective of the person's shape, you will feel that this person is very cold, spiritual, capable, and sharp, like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

On the other hand, judging from the person's demeanor, you will feel that this person is kind, sleek, loving, and clumsy, like Maitreya in the world.

There are poems as evidence: a blue robe shrouds the body, the head is full of black hair knotted at the top, the left and right thunderbolts are used as sword fingers, and the gods are in opposition to each other.

In the face of such a heroic and extraordinary senior brother, Qing Chen was a little stunned.

Jing Xing was more natural, and said with a smile, "The little junior brother is really extraordinary, an aura shield will block my lore blow, the master's words are really true." ”

"The senior brother has won the award, and the younger brother is just a fluke. Qingchen came back to his senses when he heard this, and hurriedly responded.

"Little junior brother doesn't have to be too humble. Now that the situation is urgent, you should go and see your parents first, they are in their original bedroom, and they will be handed over to me here, and when you come back, we will discuss the countermeasures. "The scenery stops.

"That's how it should be, I'm going to visit my parents, and I'll ask the elder brother here. Qingchen said solemnly, and after speaking, he bowed to Jing Xing, and then took the lead and walked towards his parents' bedroom.

Walking on the corridor in front of his parents' bedroom, Qingchen can be described as a step by step memory.

In the corridor of less than 100 meters, Qingchen walked for half an hour, and the scenes of the past continued to appear in my mind like a horse watching flowers, with joy, laughter, sustenance, and sorrow.

A sour memory: If it wasn't for themselves, how could their parents be like this? If it wasn't for their own nosy, how could their parents suffer from this disaster? If it wasn't for their own powerlessness, how could their parents be so difficult?

I was touched by a sourness: everything my parents did was for myself, everything Zhang Yan did was also for myself, and now what my brothers, friends, and brothers are doing is also for themselves.

A little touching belief: I must work hard to become a strong person, not only for my own immortal path, but also for the vitality of my parents and the trust of my brothers and friends.

Qing Chen didn't know that it was this unconscious reflection that his style and spiritual atmosphere rose to a new height, completed the Great Dao Enlightenment of the Foundation Building Realm, and opened the door to break through the Great Perfection of Qi Refining and enter the Foundation Building Period in advance.

Next, as long as he broke through the bottleneck of the foundation building period with the help of pills and accumulated enough spiritual power, he could successfully build the foundation.

"Brother Chen, is it, is it you?, are you, are you back?" Qingchen unconsciously came to the door of the bedroom, and at this time Zhang Yan opened the door and came out, just in time to see Qingchen who was looking down and contemplating, with tears on his face, and he couldn't believe it for a while.

When he was sure that the person who came was Brother Chen, who he had been thinking about day and night, the soup pot in Zhang Yan's hand fell to the ground, "snapped" and shattered, and tears rolled down like a string of beads with broken threads, dripping on the wooden floor of the corridor, making a "click-......" sound.

Without waiting for Qingchen to answer, Zhang Yan threw himself into Qingchen's arms with a full bosom and sobbed softly.

Everyone behind him looked silently, only Shangguan Ziyun was dissatisfied and wanted to come forward to disturb, but was stopped by Shangguan Yongzhen, and after glancing at a few people, they left together.

"Why are you pulling me?" Shangguan Ziyun, who left, lost his temper with Shangguan Yongzhen dissatisfied.

"Don't you see the woman's haggard? Obviously, even if she is not a childhood sweetheart with Brother Qing, she must be sharing weal and woe, even after Brother Qing left, she still takes care of his parents without abandonment, can you compare this persistence and sincerity?"

Shangguan Yongzhen said with emotion, "From her pale face and staggering steps, you can know that she is weak and hard, she looks old, but she calls Brother Qing her brother, what does it mean? It means that he is only seventeen years old at most, but he is already tired like this, can you compare? If I don't pull you away, you will only backfire." ”

When Shangguan Ziyun heard this, he didn't speak, he slowly squatted down in silence, clasped his hands on his knees, shrunk into a ball, leaned against the corner of the wall, and remained motionless.

Shangguan Yongzhen saw that his sister was like this, and shook helplessly

Shake one’s head.

The other four look at me, I look at you, and they don't speak, they don't know what they're thinking.

Speaking of Qingchen, not long after Zhang Yan called out Brother Chen, Shang Qingrou's old voice came from the house, "Is it my Chen'er who is back?"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of crutches hitting the ground and people getting up was heard.

Zhang Yan hurriedly pushed Qingchen away, "Brother Chen, let's go see my aunt, she's going to get up." ”

After speaking, Zhang Yan pulled Qingchen and ran.

After entering the house, Qingchen's already sad and fragile heart was even more "bang".

I saw that there were two beds in the room, and in it was a large bed, on which lay an old man with a gray beard and a sallow complexion, whose chapped skin and stiff body highlighted the fragility of her life, and it could still be seen from her huge body that the old man must have been very strong.

There was a small bed next to the big bed, and on the edge of the bed sat an old woman with a thin head full of white hair, who was about to get up from the bed with a club, and seemed to have tried several times but could not get up, and now when she saw someone coming, she sat back again.

"Mother, I'm back. Qingchen held back his tears and knelt down in front of the old man with a thud.

Looking at the dark but handsome young man in front of her, Shang Qingrou also held back her tears, and reached out to touch Qingchen's head, but because her arm was not flexible, she didn't touch it until she raised it for the third time, "Chen'er doesn't cry, are you coming back to see your mother?" shouldn't you come back...... However, it's better to come back, if you don't come back, maybe you won't see us in the future. ”

Shang Qingrou's sadness touched Zhang Yan on the side, and even drove Qingchen in grief, and the two of them sobbed at the same time, and tears rolled to the floor.

Once the long-suppressed emotions explode, it is difficult to control them all at once, Qingchen is like this, so is Shang Qingrou, the mother and son hug each other and cry.

After a while, Qingchen finally restrained his emotions, "Mother, I came back this time to take you to live in Liuyun Sect, where you may not be able to treat your father's illness, but the environment is very good, and there are some good elixirs that can assist in treatment, it must be much better than here." ”

"Silly boy, bringing me and your father with you is a great burden, not to mention that there are many powerful enemies watching over you, how can you deal with it?" Shang Qingrou smiled lovingly when she heard this, stared at Qingchen and said, "Tell me, don't lie, what kind of cultivation are you doing now?"

Qingchen consciously cultivated that his cultivation was not shallow, and his combat strength was good, so he raised his head and replied, "The cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, but if I fight with all my strength, my true combat strength should be able to defeat the monk of the seventh layer of the foundation building, and briefly fight against the monk of the eighth layer of the foundation building." ”

"Well, it's really not easy to have such cultivation and combat effectiveness in just one year, but it's still a long way to go if you want to become a real Tianjiao monk. ”

Shang Qingrou nodded when she heard this, "Even here, it is impossible to protect the safety of a few of us, you better go with your senior brother with Yan'er, then the chances of success are greater." ”

Qing Chen said anxiously when he heard this, "Mother doesn't have to worry, the child will definitely be able to protect the safety of his father and mother, and he will definitely be able to become a Tianjiao monk in his mother's mouth, and win glory for you!"

"Of course I believe that Chen'er can become a Tianjiao Cultivator, according to your cultivation talent, you are far superior to the Tianjiao Cultivator, but you must have only been cultivating for a year, while others have been cultivating for more than ten years at your age. ”