Chapter 626: Dare you? !

"Thanks to the'Wu Daolin' and Qingmu Wang Ding bestowed by Guangyuan Patriarch. Over the past 30 years, there have been 240 new disciples in Wanghaifeng, half of whom have reached the middle stage of Qi training. There are also those who have reached the late stage of Qi training. Twenty-three people."
"Because they have been practicing in the'Wu Dao Lin' all the year round, the swordsmanship and thunder technique of these Qi-training disciples are far superior to monks of the same level."
"For example, Qiu Bai, the only son of Elder Qiu Jin and Elder Bai Jing, is only at the seventh stage of Qi refining, but his swordsmanship has reached the state of'sword light differentiation', and he can compete with the eighth and nine stages of Qi training. "
"Besides."
"There are six others who have been promoted to the soul."
"At present, there are nine Yuanshen elders in the gate, among which Brother Zhao is in the fifth-layer'combined' state of the Yuanshen. The disciple has just been promoted to the third-layer of the Yuanshen. "
Zhengxin Temple.
Zhang Shu reported to the ancestor Qin Fan on Wang Haifeng's situation.
She manages Wanghaifeng, and has mastered the ‘Qingmu Wangding’ and the distribution of pills. She has long been familiar with these data. But reporting at this time, my heart is still full of joy.
"Not bad!"
"Not bad!"
Qin Fan sat on the head with a smile on his face.
He was determined to carry forward Wanghaifeng, but he didn't have enough energy and ability to achieve his wish. But since the arrival of that Master Thirty years ago, I finally saw the light.
Just thirty years.
Wanghaifeng has such a prosperous appearance, and it is not weak enough to win the door.
If it were another thirty years, wouldn't it be comparable to "Pomoyama"? !
of course.
Qin Fan also knows that with the help of "Enlightenment of Dao Lin", "Peiyuan Pill", and "True Yang Pill", for those disciples of superior talent--
Practicing Qi is easy to cultivate, and the soul is easy to become.
Even as long as the Enlightenment Forest is there, Wang Haifeng will never have the situation of the Yuanshen monk fault.
But the strength of "Peach Mountain" is not only at the level of Qi training and primordial spirit. The real power lies in its powerful influence, in the many true immortals in the door, and in the "spiritual fairy world" behind it.
compare to.
Wanghaifeng is much worse.
Qin Fan accepted the "delusion" in his heart and looked at Zhang Shu and asked, "I remember that Zhu Lang had been promoted to the soul of the soul for less than ten years, and he was actually the second level of the soul?"
There are not many primordial spirits in Wanghaifeng.
Thirty years ago, there were only three people including Zhao Qi who made the breakthrough when his master preached. Therefore, in the past few years, whenever a disciple broke through to the realm of the soul, Qin Fan paid attention.
"My ancestor remembers well."
"Ju Lang was the first group of disciples who worshipped Wanghaifeng 30 years ago. They are extremely talented and hardworking. In just 20 years, he has cultivated from scratch to the realm of Yuanshen. Only ten years have passed since he entered the Yuanshen. , Then promoted to another level."
As Zhang Shu said, he couldn't help but slap his tongue.
Although she broke through two realms in succession over the years, after all, she was already at the pinnacle of the first level of the soul before.
Listening to the Patriarch, you directly break through to the second floor of the soul, and there is still a lot of surplus.
Later, he had the help of Enlightenment Daolin and Zhenyang Pill, digested all the gains, and was promoted to the third level of the soul a few years ago.
Compared with Zhu Lang, it is only one thing worse.
"it is good!"
"Okay!"
Qin Fan was overjoyed when he heard that Julangguo had cultivated the second floor of the soul in thirty years.
He looked at Zhang Shu again, with a gentle expression, "Your qualifications are not much worse than that of Zhu Lang. Now that there are more and more Yuanshen monks in the door, you can give them more affairs. You have to spend more time on cultivation, in the hope that If you cultivate to the sixth level of the soul as soon as possible, you may still be able to hit the realm of true immortality."
"Yes, ancestor!"
"The disciples will hand over the affairs in these few days."
Listening to the warm words of Qin Fan's ancestor, Zhang Shu warmed his heart and quickly responded.
In fact, even if Qin Fan didn't mention it, she still had the heart to report it to her ancestors. After all, seeing one of the younger generations in the door cultivate into the soul, and Zhu Lang has a tendency to surpass her, Zhang Shu inevitably has a sense of urgency in his heart.
Obsessed with mundane things.
After all, it is not good for practice.
Seeing that Zhang Shu is not greedy for authority, Qin Fan smiled even more.
Although Zhao Dahai was already at the fifth level of the primordial spirit, he was at the sixth floor of the primordial spirit at most in this life, and he did not expect to hit the true immortal again. Most of the other newly promoted souls are also busy.
But Zhang Shu and Zhu Lang have extraordinary qualifications and good temperaments.
If you train with your heart, although it is difficult, it might not be impossible to add another true ancestor to Wang Haifeng!
Think about it this way.
Just as he was about to point Zhang Shu to practice, Qin Fan frowned suddenly and looked outside the temple.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Shu also looked outside the Hall of Heart.
I see.
Hong Tai, who was promoted to Yuanshen in the past seven years, hurriedly rushed over, worshipped in the temple, rushed to the first Qin Fan and said anxiously, "Old ancestor, Junior Brother Qiu Jin killed the Dashengmen Yuanshen elder Lu Yuan, which made Dashengmen go crazy. Master Qiu is seriously injured and dying. Master has taken several Yuanshen elders down the mountain to support him. Worried that the situation is out of control, I have asked the disciples to report to the ancestor!"
When Qin Fan heard this, his face suddenly became grave.
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Dashengmen.
Hangyue Peak.
In Bashui Cave, Dasheng Patriarch and Nangong Pojun sat opposite.
Nangong Po Junsheng was rough and heroic. He looked at Dasheng Patriarch Weng and said, "Uncle, there is no small movement under the mountain. When I came just now, I saw a lot of Yuanshen cultivators fighting, and one of them was under Shibo. I don’t know how to fight against the souls of the juniors. However, the juniors under the uncle’s school are all proficient in Taoism, and the seven or eight souls on the opposite side are really embarrassed."
This great victory ancestor in front of him is one of the three immortals in the "Three Immortals and Three Elders of Taoshan", known as the "Lei Jian Xian".
Nangong Breaking the Army is not an idle figure either.
He is the eldest disciple of Taoshan Master Yumako, who is also known as the Three Immortals with Dasheng Patriarch, and is also the head of Momoyama's "Twelve Swordsmen", known as the "Dacheng Sword".
They are all top in the world.
If you attack the primordial cultivator, I am afraid that you will laugh generously.
Dasheng Patriarch heard this with a smile and said, "Junior fights, it's not necessary for Master Nephew to take action. Let Nangong Master Nephew come over this time, just to deal with the one on Wanghai Peak."
"'White-haired Thor' Zhang Yang."
Nangong Breaking Army knew this one.
Three thousand years ago, when Momoyama fought the sword, his two juniors were killed by the'white-haired Thor'. This is also the reason why Dasheng Patriarch called, and he immediately rushed to the Five Prison Peaks.
"According to the uncle's way, Zhang Yang is not an opponent yet."
"Uncle Uncle this time, I want to—"
Nangong said nothing but looked at Dasheng Patriarch.
"Not bad."
Dasheng Patriarch nodded, stroked his beard, and said lightly, "Zhang Yanglei is very good. Three thousand years ago, he was a very powerful sideman. This time the sword fight is coming soon. If I can kill him first, I The Momoyama four factions can also have fewer casualties."
Speaking of more than three thousand years ago, Dasheng Patriarch was also a bit of bitter hatred.
That time fighting swords.
Zhang Yang killed three true immortals in total, all of them from Taoshan. Two of them are disciples of the master Yuzhen's son, and the other is his beloved disciple of his great victory over Patriarch.
After fighting the sword, Zhang Yang escaped by chance.
Dasheng Patriarch came out from Taoshan, opened a Beppu on the Five Prison Peaks, and forcibly occupied the four hills, just to suppress Zhang Yang.
As long as this catastrophe recurs, we must avenge the disciples.
If he is alone, it is not difficult to beat Zhang Yang.
But it is not easy to kill him. So Nangong was called from the door to break the army, just to kill the killer!
"In that case."
"It is said that there is still a true celestial disciple under Zhang Yang's school. Why don't you kill this person first and break Zhang Yang's arm so as not to add variables?"
The hostility in Nangong Pojun's eyes was fleeting, and he suggested to Dasheng Patriarch.
A pair of eyes looked outside Bashui Cave.
"inappropriate."
Dasheng Patriarch shook his head and said, "This time the old man deliberately provoked the dispute between the two factions, just to induce Qin Fan to take action. With his unique strength, if Qin Fan wanted to protect the doorman, he would have to be hit hard. The disciple was hit hard, Zhang Yang I'm afraid that I can't even care about walking outside. When he comes back, it will be the day when his death is approaching!"
Killing Qin Fan at this moment, if Zhang Yang was taken away by surprise, it would be bad.
"Uncle's words are reasonable."
When Nangong broke the army, he didn't quite agree with it.
But Dasheng Patriarch is his uncle after all, and he is at the Five Prison Peak now, so he can't speak much.
Simply drink in this Bashui cave and sit down and watch the battle.
Dasheng Patriarch also looked at the foot of the mountain, only waiting for his disciple to have the money to kill Wanghaifeng Qin Fan, even if he was done.
To deal with a true immortal who has just survived the three plagues with the cultivation base of the "two difficulties" true immortal is nothing but a grip.
It was only a matter of time before Qin Fan defeated
"Ok?!"
"What a weird flying sword!"
Dasheng Patriarch accompanies Nangong Pojun to drink, as if he is in control, but in fact he has been paying attention to the battle between the two true immortals under the mountain.
As if seeing some unexpected situation, Dasheng Patriarch couldn't help but stop.
The drink almost spilled out of the glass.
Nangong Pojun obviously saw it too, smiled in his heart, but said in his mouth, "This Qin Fan is good fortune. Among his flying swords, the'Essence Magnetism Divine Iron' should be refined. Obviously there is still a lot of weight, and it is already a treasure. Level. A sword comes out, but any magic weapon made by the essence of hardware will melt when it touches it. Junior Brother Qian’s flying sword is good, but it will also be affected. Every collision has to be a little bit different, and several collisions come down. , Spirituality will also be greatly lost."
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Qin Fan didn't know each other, but Nangong Pojun was able to recognize it at a glance after Qin Fan made this treasure into Feijian.
The gap between the two can be seen.
but.
Judging from the words of Dasheng Patriarch and Nangong Pojun--
The disciple of the ancestor of the Great Victory at the foot of the mountain, the dilemma true immortal "money is not two", obviously suffered a lot of losses. Qin Fan was successful in refining his sword, and he was extraordinary when he shot.
"Humph!"
"A flying sword is okay. If you want to beat the two, you have to go back and practice for thousands of years."
Dasheng Patriarch did not want to lose face in front of Nangong Pojun, pretending to be indifferent.
About to drink the wine in his hand.
Suddenly, his eyes glared, his Qi was vented, the cup was crushed instantly, and his mouth burst into pieces
"You dare?!"
Angry, his body turned into a sword and disappeared on the spot.
"What a precious fairy garment."
Nangong Pojun looked down at the mountain, her eyes glowing.
He drank the wine in his hand, got up and stepped out, and disappeared into the Bashui Cave.
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