Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 263 Manpower is poor
"It's just that I have to hand it over to him, so I don't worry about it."

After saying that, Xia Guang looked out of the hall with his hands behind his back, with his belly upright.

"Senior Brother Wan Hua was arrogant and arrogant when he was young, but after 300 years of suffering, the arrogance is gone, and the arrogance still exists, like a dusty pearl, and it will soon be brilliance. Brother, why worry ?” Mingyu asked.

"That's why I'm worried! I gave birth to a baby at the age of eight in 550, and now I have been 93 and [-] years old, and I have been practicing hard for more than [-] years, and I have just touched the threshold of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. , How long will it take to break through to the middle stage?" Xia Guang said slowly.

"Looking at it from a wider perspective, for a character like Senior Brother Wan Hua, the time it takes to break through from the initial stage to the mid-stage is around [-]." Ming Youzheng said.

Speaking of this, he thought for a while, and then sighed: "Brother, are you worried that after Senior Brother Wanhua steps down, my Zongwu Xinjin Zhenjun will take over alternately? If it is for this time, you don't have to worry. Now Fang You have retreated, and we will see the outcome in less than a hundred years. As for the future, those juniors have their own opportunities, how can you and I predict this in advance?"

"It has been nearly [-] years since the sect was founded. Now the four true kings live in the same generation, and the descendants are also extraordinary. The whole sect seems to be in full bloom with flowers and fire cooking oil. This matter can come sooner!" Xiaguang Zhenjun said slowly.

"Brother, how can you be sure that our sect is at its peak right now? The Nascent Soul sect is up, but there is also the Huashen sect, which is a behemoth that spans the 72 domains of the Western Wilderness of our human race. It's just a pity, With the lifespan I have left, I won't be able to see this scene!" Mingyou said with a smile.

"Junior Brother, have you ever regretted it?" Xia Guang asked.

Hearing this, Mingyou stretched out his hand and patted the white jade bricks in the main hall, then laughed loudly:

"Why do you regret it? Although the head of the sect has complicated affairs and consumes energy, but the younger brother lives in the Qingxia Peak all year round, and is blessed with spiritual resources. All the needs of cultivation are supplied by the sect, and there is never a shortage. If not So, now that I can't practice at the late stage of Jindan with my mere three spiritual roots, how can I increase my lifespan by another hundred years? The younger brother is satisfied. There are so many monks in the world, and how many people can conceive babies? It's too much to force , On the contrary, you are looking for troubles, manpower is poor, this is life!"

The lifespan of a real person in the early stage of the golden core of the human race is around six hundred, and after that, every time he breaks through a layer, his lifespan will increase by about a hundred years.

But everyone is different, and there is no very clear limit to the limit of monks in any realm.

For example, Shi Tongzhen, the old master of the Zhidian Temple, has lived for more than [-] years now, but because he practiced the "Eternal Spring Art of Immortality", he lived longer than other monks in the late Jindan period.

"Thank you!" Xiaguang Zhenjun waved his hand, and then took a step forward, the person was already tens of feet away, and then walked away, his figure faded into nothingness.

Daoist Mingyou in the hall poured himself a drink without haste.

After three cups, he just sighed and thought to himself:

"Senior Brother Wanxiang just left, and two senior brothers, Zhang Cai and Feng Ren, followed closely. Today, Shi Tong and Xing Di's life span is about 20 years away. Most of the old people are gone, even Senior Brother Xiaguang I have been prepared in my heart, but I can't help but feel at a loss when things come to an end! With his ability to cultivate Qi and calm his mind, it will take some time to slow down."

On the other side, Cao Weifei flew over a quiet valley, and said via voice transmission: "Brother Ding Cheng."

The sound echoed in the mountains, and the lingering sound was endless.

It was said that on the edge of a fast-moving river flowing through the valley, a monk lying on a chair took off the bamboo hat covering his face, turned over and sat up.

The young cultivator picked up the books that had fallen on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, the hazy spiritual light above the valley disappeared without a trace.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother, for forming alchemy, please come in." Ding Cheng said unhurriedly.

Cao Wei flew into it, floated down in front of him, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I'm going to trouble you."

"But it's for clan matters?" Dingcheng Daoist stood up.

"Junior Brother chose the Tailing Mountains, but there are not many juniors in the clan, and there is not enough manpower to clean it up, so I have to come to you to issue a long-term task and call the disciples of the sect to help." Cao Wei said.

After saying that, he took out a storage bag that he had already prepared from his sleeve, which contained two hundred top-grade spirit stones.

"It's a trivial matter. I'll call the steward in the palace later. This move of my junior brother can be regarded as a big favor to my senior brother." Dingcheng Zhenren took the storage bag and put it into the ring.

Suddenly, he suddenly stepped forward and lifted the fishing rod inserted by the river. A small fish jumped into the air, and the crystal water droplets shone brightly in the sun.

Seeing this, Cao Wei couldn't help laughing.

But Na Dingcheng's face changed, and he said angrily: "Well, you Fei Teng, come to play tricks on me again!"

The little fish suddenly changed into a young man in a white robe, and with a wave of his hand, the river rose up and splashed towards the two of them.

After finishing this task, its figure flickered, and it galloped out of the valley, leaving only the loud laughter behind.

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The Qingxia Sect went south for more than [-] li, right at the mouth of the sea.

A silver light flickered past, and Ling Kong stopped in place, looking north.

I saw that the person who came was a monkey with a sharp mouth and exposed fangs.

This demon is eight feet tall, with shiny silver eyes, no pupils in the pupils, and a pair of bat-like silver-white fleshy wings growing under the ribs on the back, stretched out, nearly three feet wide.

Following the direction of his eyes, a bald man surrounded by thunder streaks and lightning is galloping towards him.

As soon as this person arrived, the wings on the back of the silver-winged yaksha lightly flapped, and suddenly disappeared in place.

When the next breath appeared, it was already twenty or thirty miles away.

"You cowards, don't run away if you have the ability!" Kui Keng said angrily through sound transmission.

Hearing this, the corpse folded its arms in front of its body, and said through voice transmission without haste: "I thought that there was some kind of incredible monk in the Kui clan, but it turned out to be just a warrior with brute force. People are extremely disappointed! Fellow Daoist Kui Keng, from now on, you will never set foot in Chongwu Territory again, if not, don’t blame me for not giving your Kui Clan face.”

"As long as you are an old fellow, why don't I come to visit my nephew? Lingyan, if you have such leisure, you might as well think more about the lack of successors of the Lingyan Sect." Kui Keng gasped With a rough breath, a column of white mist sprayed out of his nostrils.

This Lingyan sect is somewhat different from other Yuanying sects. The Yuanying ancestors of this sect all use the word "Lingyan" as their Taoist name.

"Now it seems that this kid from the Qingyang clan is good and courageous. It's just that he is still a little immature. After some experience in the future, if he can not die before he advances to the late Jindan stage, the old man can consider following the example of the five spirits. Friend." Zhenjun Lingyan casually took a step in the air, and happened to avoid a thunderbolt that suddenly fell from the air.

He stretched out his hand to hold it, squeezed the two fingers of the slender and curved barb, and just sandwiched the thunder between the two fingers, then flicked it casually, and threw it down, falling into the sea several kilometers away. wide island.

As soon as the thunder fell, when it touched the earth and rocks, the power of thunder contained in it poured out suddenly.

A rumbling bang resounded through the sky, and all the trees, flowers, plants and creatures on this small island, followed by a wave of electric light like water ripples, were all turned into flying ash, and their life was wiped out!

"The old man has fought against several fellow Taoists of your Kui clan many times. Those bulls have always gone straight, and they are not as good at sneak attacks as you are. Fellow Taoist Kui Keng looks careless, but in fact he is as careful as a hair Ah!" Zhenjun Lingyan laughed.

But after hearing this, Kui Keng let out a yell, turned his head and scolded: "Nephew, I just say that you can't do such sneaky things."

Hearing this, Zhenjun Lingyan's spiritual consciousness swept away, and in an instant it had stretched to more than three hundred miles away, and he noticed Kui Lie's trace.

Seeing this, he shook his head and said: "You little cow has learned a good way to calculate others. If there is such a master, there will be such a spirit beast."

But when he said this, Zhenjun Lingyan couldn't help sighing, and then said to himself:

"The old man was wrong. Xiaguang has already released the blood contract on you. He managed to cultivate a fourth-order spirit beast, and he was willing to let go of the promise he made to you as a calf. Such actions are worthy of My True Monarch of the Human Race is really a generation of promises, but it is really a pity that it is just like this."

As he spoke, Kui Keng rushed after him, but with a flap of his wings, the silver-winged yaksha was already tens of miles away, looking calm and unhurried.

However, Kui Keng and Kui Lie, the two demon kings, chased after each other seven to eighty thousand miles away, but they couldn't even touch half of the green hair on each other's body.

"Leave now, if you come after me again, don't blame the old man for doing it." Zhenjun Lingyan stretched out his hand, and a cloud of gray evil spirit emerged in the palm, with faintly invisible gray silk threads entangled in it .

Seeing this, Kui Keng suddenly felt a throbbing from the bottom of his heart, and without a word, he turned his head and fled towards the inland of southern Xinjiang with his eldest nephew.

True Monarch Lingyan didn't chase after him, but said via voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Yuanwen, aren't you showing up yet?"

As soon as these words were said, in a palace in an island city more than a hundred miles away, an old man in green clothes with a childlike face and white hair put the teacup in his hand on the table, and then his figure disappeared in place.

In the blink of an eye, Zhenjun Yuanwen of Yunfu Sect appeared in the sky above the island. After hesitating for a moment, he turned into a startled rainbow and galloped towards Zhenjun Lingyan.

After more than ten breaths, the ancestors of the two sects met in the sky above the sea area where the near sea and the far sea meet.

"Fellow Daoist Lingyan is free to come here today. I don't know why?" Zhenjun Yuanwen asked with a smile.

"You guys don't know?" Zhenjun Lingyan said slowly.

"A little less than half an hour ago, I just received the news that that kid Cao Wei of Qingxiazong had successfully formed an alchemy. Didn't fellow Taoists come here for him?" Zhenjun Yuanwen asked.

"You are quite well-informed about the news. Yes, the old man came here just for this junior of the Qingyang clan. The Qingxia sect has been very lucky recently. There was Kui Lie in the front, and Wanhua conceived a baby in the back. Although the Jindan sect under the sect In the later stage, the monks sat down one after another, but the juniors also stood up one by one. As for the fellow daoists, how is the negotiation with the fellow daoist Wuben of the Dongzhou Qujia?" asked Zhenjun Lingyan.

Decades ago, the Yunfu Sect sent many Jindan Daoist people to hunt down and kill the set of Six Shark Spirit Beads, a relic of the wilderness, carried by Daoist Youyin.

Upon learning of this, Qingxiazong's former law enforcement officer advocated that Xingxian act for the sake of his former beauty.

This person had just left the sect for a while, Wan Hua, Wan Xiang, Sima Zhangcai, Feng Ren, Shi Tong and other five people hurried over to help.

When the two sects of monks were confronting each other, in order to avenge their unworthy grandchildren, Qu Ming, a Jindan monk of the Yunfu School, secretly used the Meteor God Needle smeared with the poison of Biyou to attack Yan Yanqiu, but he failed.

Relying on the love of the Jindan Patriarch of the family, the younger generation of the Qu family acted extremely arrogant and domineering outside.

But if you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet?

Maybe this person didn't read the almanac when he went out one day, and he just happened to provoke Yan Yanqiu who was finally going out to relax.The other party was already suffering from scorching pain, but now he encountered a buzzing insect swaying in front of him recklessly.

Although Golden Core cultivators usually do not have the same knowledge as low-level cultivators who refine Qi and build foundations, if the other party offends themselves, then no one else is to blame.

And if Naquming's move is successful, it will definitely make the relationship between Qingxia and Yunfu two sects cold to the freezing point, but no matter what, the other party's action for the revenge of their children, although disregarding the overall situation, is also in line with human ethics and reason.

However, this person fled to Dongzhou afterwards, seeking protection from the ancestors of his family.

Since he has joined the sect, but still has a heart for the family, such an act is tantamount to betrayal. True Monarch Yuanwen can't tolerate this kind of pioneering by the Jindan monks under his sect, otherwise how will he be able to convince the public in the future?
But the Naqu family is also the Yuanying family, how could the ancestors of the family hand over the Jindan people?
Therefore, this matter concerning the face of the two Nascent Soul cultivators has been dragged on until now, and almost a year has passed, but still no result has come out.

"What else can I do? The old man has already noticed the abnormality of Qu Ming's junior, but for the sake of fellow Daoist Wuben, he just beat it a little bit, but he didn't expect this person to be so disregarding the overall situation, which really made everyone say You laughed!" Zhenjun Yuanwen said slowly.

Since this incident has been going on, everyone in the circle of Nascent Soul cultivators in Chongwu Region has long known it.

"Speaking of this matter, Wuben doesn't make sense. It's just that the younger generation of the Qu family is guilty, but the crime doesn't amount to death. Yuan Wen, if you can take a step back, then the old man will be a middleman and take a trip to Dongzhou on the way. If Wuben I also agree, how about the two of you sit down and have a good talk? This matter will eventually have a result." Lingyan Zhenjun suggested.

Hearing this, Zhenjun Yuanwen thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Yes, if Wu Benru can pay a certain price, the old man can take a step back, but from now on, the juniors of his clan will be with my Yunfu Sect again. Nothing to do!"

"Okay, with your words, the old man will go to Dongzhou, and Wuben will not give the old man this face!" Zhenjun Lingyan laughed.

It's just that because of the appearance of this silver-winged yaksha, the smile looks a little ferocious.

Seeing this, Zhenjun Yuanwen cupped his hands and said, "Then I will ask fellow Taoists."

"It's a trivial matter!" Zhenjun Lingyan flapped the fleshy wings on his back lightly, but there was no strong wind howling, and the figure had already disappeared in place.

Zhenjun Yuanwen who stayed in place couldn't help but shook his head, and thought to himself: "Looking at the entire human race, except for those senior Huashen who see the dragon and see the end, and those big monks, which other fellow Taoists dare to Brushed your face for such a trivial matter?"

After all, if Zhenjun Lingyan really had murderous intentions, then in the best case, he could only abandon his physical body and flee back to the sect with his Nascent Soul.

(End of this chapter)