Chapter 269: Ancestor assassinated

In the next few days, Chen Chen formulated a set of martial art management plans based on the management and operation models of some super large companies in the past.
After all, this is his own sect, and it is still a new sect, Chen Chen has no scruples in operating it.
This set of plans is many times more advanced than the previous set of Tianyunzong.
According to his estimation, if you sell this set of management methods to other sects, you will have to sell 10 million spiritual stones!
Thinking of this, Chen Chen couldn't help but sigh.
He can do well by relying on his appearance, talent, and cultivation.
When these three things are concentrated on one person, God will be jealous.
Hehe!
Chen Chen smirked while planning.
In the courtyard, Xiao Hua was singing and Xiao Huang was plowing the soil. The scene was harmonious.
At this time, the void behind him suddenly trembled, and Yuan Qingtian revealed his figure and whispered softly: "Brother, a cultivator of the Primordial Spirit Realm came down from the mountain gate and said that he would take refuge in our Wufeng Mountain."
Chen Chen's eyes lit up in an instant. This Wufeng Mountain had only established a sect for a few days, and the news didn't spread much, so a cultivator of the Primordial Spirit came to take refuge.
Could it be because of your own personality charm?
At this thought, Chen Chen stood up abruptly and solemnly said: "Qing Tian, ​​for the first strong man who came here admiringly and took refuge in Wufeng Mountain, we must take it seriously!"
As soon as the voice fell, before Yuan Qingtian could react, Chen Chen disappeared, leaving only one shoe in place, and he didn't know what it meant.
...
Before Chen Chen came to the mountain gate wearing a shoe, his face was full of eagerness.
What caught my eye was a middle-aged monk in a green robe who didn't need a beard, his face was a bit gloomy, and he seemed to have a heavy mind. A pair of triangular eyes narrowed the moment he saw him.
Seeing such a person, the smile on Chen Chen's face instantly froze.
Although he is not a person who judges people by appearance, he looks too unsightly, right?
"Your Excellency is Chen Chen, the owner of Wufeng Mountain?"
After taking a look at Chen Chen, the Qingpao monk asked stiffly.
Chen Silent found a pair of shoes and put them on. This person didn't report his family, so he asked himself first. It was very rude. It seemed that he didn't really come to take refuge, and he was not interested in putting on a thirsty drama.
"Yes, what difficulties did the Daoist encounter when I came to Wufeng Mountain? If there are a few spiritual stones missing, or I can't eat, I can help the Daoist a little bit."
Chen Chen's words were faintly mocking, the other party was rude, and he was too lazy to be polite.
"At a young age, there is the initial cultivation base of the Yuanshen, which is really extraordinary."
The middle-aged monk seemed to be talking to himself. The next second, his aura suddenly changed, and a cyan cone-shaped magic weapon shot out from his mouth, piercing Chen Chen's face!
"Fuck!"
Chen Chen exclaimed. He didn't expect this person to do anything without saying a word, and he was still in front of the gate of Wufeng Mountain!
It's arrogant and arrogant!
Before he could think about it, the body protection aura on Chen Chen's body was suddenly thick to the extreme. At the same time, six protective treasures flew out of his storage ring to block him.
In a hurry, he can only do this, because of his strong spiritual consciousness.
Bang bang bang!
There was a series of violent noises, and all the six protective treasures burst, but the cone-shaped magic weapon also became the end of the crossbow. After the impact shook Chen Chen's body protection abruptly, it turned into powder.
However, because of this shock, Chen Chen felt uncomfortable in his body and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Isn't it dead?" The middle-aged cultivator was very surprised. He slapped Chen Chen with a palm in his words, obviously wanting to hit Chen Chen to death.
"You are really looking for death!"
Chen Chen gave a low growl and suddenly raised his head, and the Concentration Bead shot a divine consciousness attack, directly hitting the middle-aged monk's head.
The middle-aged cultivator snorted immediately, his expression became extremely painful. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Wanhua Shenfeng flew out suddenly, cutting the middle-aged cultivator in half with a single sword!
When the middle-aged monk returned to his senses, he realized that he had only the original soul left, and his face immediately showed a mixture of fright and anger!
"A kid who just stepped into the Primordial God Realm..."
boom!
Before he could say the rest, a golden thunder blasted above his soul.
The originally strong primordial spirit immediately dimmed, becoming a phantom that seemed to disappear at any time.
At this time, the other monks in Wufeng Mountain had heard the movement and rushed over, and they were all very angry when they saw the blood at the corner of Chen Chen's mouth, and they were about to surround the weak soul of the middle-aged monk.
"Take him down and ask where he came from!"
Chen Chen's tone was cold and harsh.
But there was a moment of fear in his heart. If he was hit in the head by the tapered magic weapon, he might be in danger of being damaged.
Although the Immortal Body is powerful, but the head is gone, whether it can be restored is really unknown, and he has not tried.
If Wufeng Mountain was established just a few days ago, the founder of the school was attacked and destroyed by someone at the gate of the mountain, and his body would be ashamed if this matter spread out!
Even if Wufeng Mountain becomes the strongest sect in the future, this dark history will not disappear!
more importantly……
If the physical body is damaged, where can he find a new body that is so talented, handsome, magnanimous and personable?
Those that don't exist, look at the entire human race.
Ugh!
Chen Chen Guying felt sorry for herself, made up her mind, and when she asked her the way, she used Haoran Shengguangjue to purify the person, letting him know what cruelty is.
...
After a while, Yuan Qingtian leaned over with a look of shame.
"Brother, the number of the man has been found out clearly. He is a wanted man from Da Chu, one of the four great dynasties, named Feng Qing. He was wanted by Da Chu for murdering and stealing profits. As for why he wanted to assassinate you, brother. Ken said."
"How much is the bounty?" Chen Chen asked through gritted teeth.
"One hundred thousand spiritual stones." Yuan Qingtian said calmly.
If he heard this number before, he would have been shocked and sighed, but now his mentality has changed.
A mere hundred thousand spirit stones...what is it?
Although, he himself does not have a hundred thousand spirit stones.
"A strong soul is worth one hundred thousand spiritual stones? No matter, you can contact the Chu Dynasty. People have been killed by me on the spot. Even if the bounty is paid, it will be regarded as my contribution to the frontline battlefield."
After that, Chen Chen looked at the weak soul in the distance, his eyes flickered, and the soul immediately collapsed and was thoroughly purified by Haoran Shengguangjue.
After extinguishing Feng Qing, Chen Chen looked at Yuan Qingtian and comforted: "Qingtian, don't blame yourself, who would have thought that he came to assassinate me?"
Yuan Qingtian became more ashamed when he heard the words. He was a killer himself, but he did not feel the killing intent on him. This was a serious negligence in his view.
"Brother, I will study all the fugitive monks of the Human Race later, and I promise that this will never happen again in the future!"
Chen Chen smiled and nodded, and then said: "I will throw Feng Qing's body at the foot of the mountain later, and let outsiders know that we will end up fighting Wufeng Mountain!"
In Chen Chen's view, this assassination was definitely not a coincidence.
This is the first time, maybe there will be a second time, and want to kill himself, and can send out the human race to want the strong primordial spirit, except for Tianxie, he can't think of a second power.
So he just didn't bother to ask Feng Qing carefully.
"Brother, why don't we transfer the dark guards back? With your support from brother, two of the twelve dark guards have already stepped into the original spirit realm."
Yuan Qingtian whispered.
Chen Chen shook his head, the dark guard had been protecting the old black.
Although Lao Hei is no longer what he used to be, his own strength is still too weak. Without this layer of protection, if something accident happens, he can't deal with it.
It is better to wait for more Yuanshen realm powerhouses in the dark guard to discuss this matter.
However, it was really difficult for this dark guard to step into the Primordial God Realm. If the resources he invested were invested in other Primordial Soul Peak cultivators, he would have entered the Primordial God Realm long ago.
The dark guards are loyal ~EbookFREE.me~ But because they have been brainwashed since childhood, they have no mood at all, and only use resources to break through.
...
After half a day.
Tens of miles away in Wufeng Mountain, one person silently watched everything in Wufeng Mountain.
Feng Qing's body was naturally within the scope of his spiritual consciousness.
Sensing the corpse that had been split in half, the man frowned and muttered to himself.
"It seems that Tianxie didn't just give me this task. Unfortunately, this person is an idiot, and he was too eager to act. Now it has made me more difficult.
I just don't know... Is there anyone else besides this dead man and me? "
At the moment he was pondering, there were also three people hiding in the other three directions of Wufeng Mountain, with similar ideas and slight differences.
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