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Chapter 407 Challenge Book

An hour later.

A bright moon was hanging in the sky, and Xuan Yangzong's night practice had just ended.

After the night practice, all the disciples of Xuanyangzong went back to sleep, but there were none of the on-duty monks who were supposed to be in the guest room.

Frowning, Zhou Chengyong returned to the guest room, and saw two uncles, Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu, waiting for him outside the guest room.

"Has mother not come back yet?" Zhou Chengyong asked.

Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu shook their heads at the same time.

"Why haven't you come back after discussing for so long?"

"Be safe and don't be impatient, go back to sleep." Zhao Yugou said.

Zhao Yuqu also nodded, signaling Zhou Chengyong not to worry.

Zhou Chengyong looked at the two of them, then turned and walked into his room.

The next day.

Before dawn.

Zhou Chengyong was awakened by the sound of boxing in the martial arts training ground.

He put on his clothes, opened the door, walked out of the room, and headed all the way to the training ground.

Just like last night.

More than 70 disciples of Xuanyangzong practiced boxing against the rising sun in uniform.

"The fist of the sun is like a fire, the heart is boiling, the blood is refined like a pulp, the qi and blood are lifted, and the heart is a dam."

As the mantras were recited one after another, the boxing techniques of the 72 disciples gradually became sharper and more ferocious.

Every punch made a thunderous sound, shaking the ground trembling.

Zhou Chengyong stood quietly at the edge of the martial arts field, his eyes scanning every disciple.

He could see that some of the disciples were not too strong, but they practiced extremely seriously.

Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu fell to Zhou Chengyong. They didn't sleep at all last night.

"The qualifications of these disciples are not very good." Zhou Chengyong said.

"Not only is it bad, the bald bear king leading the fist is a waste of the four spiritual roots." Zhao Yugou said.

"How did uncle know?"

"You woke up late, before these guys practiced boxing, the bald head said something impassioned, probably saying that he himself is a four-spiritual root, and that he has no hope of cultivation, but he refused to accept it and practiced Xuanyang sect Tai Chi Shenquan finally broke through the shackles, and now he has cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining, and in the future he will build a foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, his body will break through the sky, and he will break through the realm and ascend." Zhao Yugou explained.

"The speech was so passionate that even my blood boiled when I heard it." Zhao Yuqu said from the side.

"The mere four spiritual roots can be cultivated to the ninth level of Qi refining. It's really a hell. No wonder it can make these seventy or so trash feel like they have been beaten with chicken blood." Zhou Chengyong said.

"Oh...then you know that their head, Liu Hang, is also a four spirit root." Zhao Yugou said.

"What!? This is impossible. Liu Heng's mere four spirit roots can actually cultivate to the foundation." Zhou Chengyong's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"How is it impossible? Do you know that there was a sect called Seven Star School in the area of ​​Beichen Mountain more than 200 years ago. The founder of the school, Qi Xingzi, cultivated to the late Jindan stage, and he is also a four spirit root." Zhao Yugou said.

"Really?" Zhou Chengyong still didn't feel relieved.

"Five spirit roots generally cannot break through the third level of Qi refining, and four spirit roots generally cannot break through the sixth level of Qi refining, but there are always some amazing people in the world who completely ignore these rules."

"That's right, it's difficult for the three spiritual roots to break through the foundation-building stage, but are there still fewer monks with the three spiritual roots breaking through the foundation-building stage?"

"Then... that's not because of the supernatural power of Zhuji Pill." Zhou Chengyong's dissatisfied defense seemed extremely weak.

The three continued to watch the boxing until an hour later, when the sun was shining, the crowd dispersed.

It is a big taboo for other sects to peek at their cultivation, but Xuanyangzong is different, the more you watch them, the more energetic they are, and the more fun they fight.

By noon, Zhao Suya still hadn't come back.

Not to mention that Zhou Chengyong was extremely anxious, even Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu couldn't sit still.

"tomorrow!"

"Early tomorrow morning, that old guy Zhou Rupeng will become the Patriarch of the Zhou family, and I'm still sitting here!" Zhou Chengyong roared emotionally.

"I will never be reconciled! I will never let that old bastard Zhou Rupeng get his way!"

"I have to do something."

"I want him to die without a place to bury him!"

Zhou Chengyong's eyes were red, and his face was full of ferocity.

"Where are you going!"

Suddenly, there was a cold reprimand from outside the door.

When Zhou Chengyong heard the words, his eyes lit up and he rushed out of the room: "Mother! You are finally back! Where have you been these two days?"

Hearing this, Zhao Suya was stunned, and the scenes in the pool immediately came to mind.

"Mother, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Zhao Suya's dull expression, Zhou Chengyong couldn't help asking.

"Oh... I'm fine." Zhao Suya shook her head.

"Mother, where's the flying sword gourd?" Zhou Chengyong asked excitedly.

"The flying sword gourd is here." A ray of light fell, and it was Hou Dongsheng.

Seeing the palm-sized gourd in Hou Dongsheng's hand, Zhou Chengyong couldn't hide his excitement, and hurried forward to take it.

"Thank you Elder Hou!" Zhou Chengyong said excitedly with red eyes.

"Patriarch Zhou, please be polite." Hou Dongsheng shook his head and smiled.

Patriarch Zhou! ?

These three words reached Zhou Chengyong's heart, he looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and then he said: "Elder Hou, please rest assured, from now on, your Xuanyang Sect will be the force that I rely on the most. If you need anything, just speak up. The head of this family will never say anything else."

"Haha." Hou Dongsheng also laughed loudly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were very satisfied with each other's statement.

"Elder Hou, may I ask how to refine this flying sword gourd?" Zhou Chengyong asked anxiously.

"This thing is a psychic magic weapon, can I...can I refine it?" Zhou Chengyong asked anxiously.

"This thing is a psychic treasure. The treasure has its own spirituality. You only need to inject a little mana to refine it." Hou Dongsheng explained.

"It's really that easy?" Zhou Chengyong couldn't believe it.

Hou Dongsheng nodded.

Zhou Chengyong no longer hesitated, he took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his fingers, and touched the flying sword gourd.

In an instant, the flying sword gourd burst into bright light, dazzling like a scorching sun.

This! ?

Could it be that it was refined?
Zhou Chengyong was stunned, he didn't feel the integration of the power of the soul at all.

"Master!" Flying Sword Gourd made a sound.

"Owner?"

Hearing these two words, Zhou Chengyong immediately reacted.

"I... I succeeded?"

"Great, lol."

"I successfully refined this psychic treasure!" Zhou Chengyong was pleasantly surprised.

"The magic weapon is psychic! Congratulations to Patriarch Zhou, congratulations to Patriarch Zhou, the magic weapon spirit of the flying sword gourd has recognized you as the master, and can be transferred at will." Following Hou Dongsheng's compliment.

Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu also clasped their fists honestly and said: "Congratulations to Patriarch Zhou, congratulations to Patriarch Zhou, you have obtained the psychic magic weapon and took the initiative to recognize the master."

Looking at the palm-sized gourd in his hand, Zhou Chengyong's face was full of ecstasy.

He quickly put the psychic gourd into the storage bag, but found that he couldn't collect it.

"This psychic magic weapon cannot be put into the storage bag, it can only be hung on the waist. If there is any danger, the flying sword gourd will protect the master by itself, which is amazing." Hou Dongsheng explained.

"I see!" Zhou Chengyong nodded.

"Okay! With this psychic weapon, I will kill Zhou Rupeng and let him know who is the real Patriarch of the Zhou family, hahahaha..."

Zhou Chengyong was so excited that his handsome face was distorted by excitement.

Zhao Suya stood aside and watched Zhou Chengyong's excited expression quietly, without any smile on her face.

Her mood is very complicated.

In order to get this treasure, she paid a huge price.

Thinking of the price she paid, Zhao Suya's eyes straightened again.

Smooth and delicate skin, snow-white plump body, perfect figure, and that hot pancake...

"Mother?"

"Ah?" Zhao Suya snapped back to her senses and smiled awkwardly, "I'm fine. Now that everything is ready, it's time to return to Zhoujiabao."

"The five Foundation Establishment cultivators of our Xuanyang Sect will go with you to build momentum for you!" Hou Dongsheng clasped his fists and said.

……

Heavenly Mystery City Zhou Family Fort.

Zhou Rupeng's face was radiant, and he feasted on the guests.

According to the news from the Zhou family members of the Excalibur Gate, the Jindan Daoist in the auditorium where Zhou Rupeng was canonized has already set off. The Jade Butterfly canonization and the Golden Soul Lamp will arrive at Zhoujiabao tomorrow morning. Once the canonization is completed, Zhou Rupeng will be a legitimate Zhou home owner.

"Congratulations to the Patriarch, congratulations to the Patriarch, that mother-in-law Zhao Suya has run away with her useless son, and now you are in charge of Zhoujiabao, I will toast you again!" Zhou Rupeng cupped his hands.

Zhou Rupeng laughed loudly: "It's all thanks to the great support of third uncle and brothers of the same clan."

"Our Zhou family members should unite together! We must not let outsiders take advantage.".

"That's right, Zhao Suya's mother-in-law is not worthy of our Zhou family. If it weren't for her useless son, how would she be where she is today?"

Zhou Rupeng sneered and said, "You're right! After the canonization is over, I will definitely arrest her mother and son this time, and let them know the consequences of offending me, Zhou Rupeng."

"Patriarch is heroic." Everyone said one after another.

"But Patriarch, that Zhao Suya's cultivation level is not low, and she has two brothers, Zhao Yugou is a late-stage foundation-building monk, I'm afraid." Someone said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Don't grow other people's ambition, destroy your own prestige!"

"We have more than 20 foundation-building monks, are we afraid of him being a late-stage foundation?"

"That's right! Our Zhou family's two elders of Zhizi generation are also in the late stage of foundation establishment. Are you still afraid of him as Zhao Yugou?"

"Even if their two brothers are at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, they can still be killed."

Just when everyone was booing.

Suddenly an old man's voice came from outside the hall: "What if Zhao Yugou advances to Jindan?"

Who is doing the time of great joy?Swept the owner's face.

Everyone looked around, only to see two old men standing at the door.

Zhou Zhifei lived in Zhou's house, and Zhou Zhixian lived there.

These two are the Zhou family's late-stage monks, but unfortunately it is impossible to advance to Jindan after they are old.

In the face of these two elders, Zhou Rupeng did not dare to be negligent, and he only heard him say loudly: "Foundation cultivators will have to retreat for at least three years to break through the Golden Core. Things."

"Then what if he breaks through?"

"Impossible!" Zhou Rupeng's face turned grim. In fact, he already had a way to deal with Zhao Yugou, but it was not convenient to say it.

"Currently among all the foundation-building monks in our Zhou family, only Zhao Yugou is the most likely to advance to Jindan. Our Zhou family needs Jindan real people to be the town, otherwise the third-level forces attached to our family may not pay in a few years. Enshrine." Zhou Zhixian said worriedly.

"They dare! Our Zhou family still has more than [-] Foundation Establishment cultivators." Zhou Rupeng shouted angrily.

"Twenty or so foundation-building monks? Hmph!" Zhou Zhixian mocked, "Which one of you dares to accept offerings from the three villas of Linglu, Luoye and Fenglin?"

"They have defected to the Li family." Zhou Rupeng frowned.

"However, on the jade butterfly of Shenjianmen, these three families are still affiliated forces of our Zhou family. These three families will no longer pay offerings to us, but we will continue to pay offerings to Shenjianmen. How can we make up for the shortfall in spirit stones? Looking for?" Zhou Zhifei asked.

"The...three small villas will not have much impact." Zhou Rupeng hesitated.

"Little influence? But this is just the beginning. Without Jindan Zhenren as the town, how can you ensure that other third-level forces will not betray the Zhou family?"

"The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge. When I become the head of the Zhou family, I will naturally find a way to solve it." Zhou Rupeng explained with twinkling eyes.

"Hmph! Your solution is to use the Zhou family's treasury to make up for the shortfall, and use the interests of the Zhou family to exchange for your own self-interest." Zhao Suya's voice came.

Seeing Zhao Suya's return, Zhou Rupeng was furious while being nervous: "Bitch! How dare you come back? What kind of rhetoric did you use to confuse the two elders!?"

"Besides, I, Zhou Rupeng, can't solve it. Could it be that your useless son can solve it when he ascends the position of Patriarch?" Zhou Rupeng growled sharply.

Zhao Suya didn't talk nonsense with him at all, took out a letter of challenge and threw it to Zhou Rupeng, and said to everyone present: "I am coming back today, and I am asking the two elders of the Zhou family to be witnesses. Tomorrow morning, my son Chengyong will be you." The trash in your mouth will fight you to the death in the arena, if you don’t dare to get out of Zhou’s house today, you can still save your dog’s life!”

Zhou Rupeng took the challenge letter, opened it and saw that it was actually written by Zhou Chengyong himself, and there was also a statement of life and death, stating that life and death depend on fate, and one cannot go back on his word, otherwise he would be disrespectful to the ancestors of the Zhou family and not worthy of being a descendant of the Zhou family.

The signature is clearly written by Zhou Chengyong.

The challenger is also Zhou Chengyong.

Zhou Rupeng rubbed his eyes to make sure he read it correctly.

"Hahahaha...Zhao Suya, have you lost your mind and gone crazy! If your husband dies, and you want to send your son to die with him, it's worth it...I will fulfill you and let you be a widow with nothing to worry about!"

"See you two elders tomorrow." Zhao Suya said with her fists clasped.

Zhou Zhifei and Zhou Zhixian nodded at the same time and followed them away.

There was an unusual silence in the banquet.

Zhou Rupeng's face was as gloomy as water.

"Patriarch Zhou, we can follow the example of the Chamber of Commerce and invite a casual cultivator at the Golden Core Stage to make a great offering." A thin man carefully suggested.

"If you want to offer the Jindan of Zhoujiabao, you must leave the soul lamp or life card at the Divine Sword Gate. No Jindan real person is willing to do this!" An elder of the Zhou family said coldly: "You don't If you understand, don't talk nonsense."

Hearing that, the man immediately lowered his head.

"Okay." Zhou Rupeng raised his hand to stop him: "Then Zhao Yugou is indeed the most promising monk to advance to the Golden Core, but he is not Zhou after all, he is purely an outsider, and our Zhou family has not yet arrived. The point where an outsider comes to protect."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"The Patriarch is right." Another clan elder echoed.

"Our Zhou family's resources can only train our Zhou family's monks, how can we make an outsider cheaper." Another clan elder suggested.

Zhou Rupeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The banquet ended hastily.

Zhou Rupeng returned to the secret room at home and called his two sons, Zhou Yunfei and Zhou Yuntao.

"What conspiracy does Zhao Suya have? Why would his son fight the old man tomorrow?" Zhou Rupeng said to himself with a gloomy face.

"Father, I'm afraid there's no way to find out if the world is so short, why don't you ask the two elders?" Eldest brother Zhou Yunfei reminded in a low voice.

Zhou Rupeng raised his eyebrows: "The two elders are lonely and difficult to get close to, not to mention that Zhao Suya must have never told them."

"Zhou Chengyong is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and his father is in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment. One finger is enough to crush him." Zhou Yuntao said disdainfully.

Zhou Yunfei shook his head and said: "Second brother is too arbitrary, as the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon! That bitch Zhao Suya must have a conspiracy."

Zhou Yuntao sneered: "Brother, what kind of conspiracy can they play in front of the cultivators in the Shenjianmen Auditorium tomorrow."

"No matter what tricks they play, I will win tomorrow's battle!" Zhou Rupeng's eyes shot out.

"Father is a hero! What is that bitch Zhao Suya worth?" Zhou Yuntao hurriedly flattered her.

Zhou Rupeng looked at his youngest son Zhou Yuntao, sighed slightly and said, "You go out first."

"Eh..." Zhou Yuntao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and exited the room.

Inside the secret room.

Zhou Rupeng closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and said with a serious expression: "Yunfei... Tomorrow is the father, if you die in the ring, you take your second brother Yuntao and leave immediately, and never return to Zhoujiabao. Send another letter to Hongyilou, and the killer who killed Jianzong will naturally avenge his father!"

"Father...you won't die!" Zhou Yunfei had tears in his eyes, almost unable to control it.

"Go get the pen and ink!" Zhou Rupeng's tone did not allow any room for negotiation.

Zhou Yunfei's eyes were a little dull, and he walked slowly to the side table and picked up a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and handed them to his father.

"Yunfei! Remember, no matter what you do in the future, you must plan for the worst! This is called planning before acting!"

"Father." Zhou Yunfei was a little flustered, and wiped away his tears on his own.

"Don't cry! As a father, I may not necessarily lose." Zhou Rupeng taught the children while writing with a pen.

The content of the letter is as follows:

Blood Killing Sword Pavilion:

Here is a special piece of information to inform your lord that Zhao Yugou, a monk in the late stage of Zhoujiabao's foundation, possesses a magic weapon embryo.

This is the magic weapon Feijian. It is made of the third-order spiritual material blood pattern secret steel as the main material, supplemented by rare spiritual materials such as ginseng essence, heavenly fragrance stone, and thousand-leaf flower. The superior magic weapon.

……

Zhou Rupeng, the successor of the head of the Zhou family, pays homage.

The letter is completed, folded, put in an envelope, and sealed with wax.

"If my father wins tomorrow's battle and secures the position of Patriarch, this letter will be burned immediately." Zhou Rupeng solemnly confessed.

"I obey!" Zhou Yunfei nodded firmly.

"Don't tell anyone about this! Including your second brother."

"The child knows."

"Go out, don't disturb my father, my father has to stop training tonight and prepare for tomorrow's decisive battle! Even if that bitch Zhao Suya goes to the ring in person tomorrow, my father will kill him on the spot!" Zhou Rupeng said through gritted teeth.

"My child understands!" Zhou Yunfei stepped back and closed the door gently.

(End of this chapter)