Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Hearing Zheng Xiangqiang's surprised words, Chu Changqing did not explain too much.

The more this thing gets talked about, the more confusing it becomes. Just let the other person think that he has a secret.

Chu Changqing smiled softly: "Brother Zheng, I have fought with so many demon cultivators, and I have gained some insights during the battle. Is it normal for a breakthrough?"

Zheng Xiangqiang looked at Chu Changqing's half-serious and half-joking look and was speechless for a while.

With a little insight, he directly broke through from the eighth level of foundation building to the ninth level of foundation building?

Nonsense.

Zheng Xiangqiang didn't believe Chu Changqing's words.

But he didn't continue to inquire further, because it was unnecessary and he was not qualified.

Who can become a foundation-building monk without some talent or good luck?

And the monks who can reach the late stage of foundation building and look at the golden elixir from afar are rare.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a dragon and a phoenix among men.

Therefore, the fact that Chu Changqing has reached this point is a big "secret" in itself. He is a secret in himself.

"Then let's go?" Zheng Xiangqiang asked.

Chu Changqing nodded: "Let's go, Wang Hao and the others should be almost ready."

"If there are still disciples who are not ready, just wait."

Zheng Xiang nodded forcefully and followed Chu Changqing.

Zheng Xiangqiang was not at all reluctant to be the follower of this "younger brother", but was extremely happy.

With the strength and potential that Chu Changqing has shown so far, as long as he is willing, there will be a lot of people pursuing him.

Most people who want to become Chu Changqing's follower may need Chu Changqing's nod.

In other words, Chu Changqing doesn't need it at all and doesn't like it.

It is already the dream of many monks that he can be by Chu Changqing's side now.

The tree is big enough to enjoy the shade, not just between sects.

Within the sect, there are also so-called branches and groups.

Soon, the two of them met Wang Hao.

As soon as Zheng Xiangqiang came closer, he heard Wang Hao cry out in shock: "Senior Brother Chu, you, you, you broke through again?"

"Nine levels of foundation building?!"

Chu Changqing waved his hand: "What's the breakthrough again? I've been immersed in the eighth level of foundation for a long time."

"This breakthrough is purely a result of hard work, fighting with many demon cultivators, and a breakthrough in my heart."

"It's just luck, no need to make a fuss."

When Wang Hao heard this, he was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Can luck be enough to break through from the eighth level of foundation building to the ninth level?

He also wants such luck.

There is also a lot of accumulation.

He knew very well that the last time he went to the secret realm, Chu Changqing would never reach the late stage of foundation building.

Otherwise, the secret realm cannot be entered at all.

Thinking of the secret realm, Wang Hao lost his mind for a while.

Could it be that Senior Brother Chu has gained some great benefits in the secret realm, so he has made such rapid progress?

But Wang Hao couldn't ask about this kind of thing, so he could only think about it in his mind.

But to be honest, he was a little envious.

After all, Chu Changqing is only a disciple of Fang Zheng and Elder Fang, not an inner sect or a direct disciple, which shows that his talent is limited.

So for Chu Changqing to be able to progress at this speed now, there is a high probability that he got something in the secret realm.

Wang Hao felt regretful when he thought of this.

If he had not chosen to break through to the late stage of foundation building and escape from the secret realm, perhaps this opportunity would have been his.

Of course, envy is envy, regret is regret, and there is no jealousy in his heart.

In less than a hundred years, to be able to go from the realm of Qi training to the late stage of foundation building, strength, luck, and talent are all indispensable.

If his character is not good enough and he feels that he has suffered a loss if he does not get the benefits, then he may not be able to even build the foundation and he will die.

"How are the disciples gathering now?"

Chu Changqing saw that the disciples around him were still scattered, so he asked Wang Hao.

Wang Hao recovered from his envious mood, corrected his attitude, and responded: "Many disciples went to save the notes."

Chu Changqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded to express his understanding.

After all, what he just said was half an hour, and it is still a while before the meeting time.

Zheng Xiangqiang remained silent at the side, but after hearing Wang Hao's words, he couldn't help but think in his heart.

'I have already seen Brother Chu's strength, but he is still so pessimistic. '

Maybe he was afraid that Chu Changqing would be dissatisfied with many disciples, or maybe he was chatting casually. Anyway, Wang Hao chose to explain to Chu Changqing proactively.

"It's not that many disciples don't believe in Senior Brother Chu's strength. After all, more than 30 Demonic Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm, Senior Brother Chu, have been killed, not to mention that there are only a few Demonic Cultivators stationed there now."

"But one thing in all things is that there is a note left. If something unexpected happens, it will still be saved."

Chu Changqing nodded, and he also listened to Wang Hao's explanation.

He actually wanted to ask, am I looking very narrow-minded?

But when he thought about his current strength and realm, he understood.

When it reaches a certain level, it doesn't matter what he thinks.

There will always be people who will guess his thoughts and try to figure out his thoughts. This is inevitable.

Thinking of this, he understood and said with a smile: "It's okay, I understand."

"Disciples are free to do whatever they want, we just have to wait."

Wang Hao nodded.

The three of them chatted like this, and as time passed, the disciples came over one after another.

As there were more and more people, the surroundings became noisy.

And many people also noticed changes in Chu Changqing's aura.

More powerful than before!

In addition, Chu Changqing did not deliberately conceal his aura, so when the first person said: "Senior Brother Chu seems to have made a breakthrough!"

At this moment, it was as if a stone stirred up a thousand waves, boiling instantly, and everyone looked at Chu Changqing in surprise.

"Look, Senior Brother Chu! He has actually broken through to the ninth level of Foundation Establishment!" A young female disciple's eyes widened, her tone full of disbelief.

The mouth, which is not that big, seems to be able to fit an egg in.

"It's really amazing. Senior Brother Chu's strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and we disciples who are still in the early stages of foundation building can't match it." A handsome male disciple said with emotion: "Senior Brother Chu is still very powerful. With this breakthrough, his strength I’m afraid we have to jump through many steps.”

Another disciple echoed: "This is inseparable from Senior Brother Chu's extraordinary talent, as well as his diligent cultivation day and night. Now it is natural for his cultivation to be promoted."

"How do you know that Senior Brother Chu is working day and night?"

"To have such strength and realm, it is naturally impossible to practice for two days, fish and three days to dry the net."

"Right."

"The ninth level of foundation building means that Senior Brother Chu is only one step away from the Golden Core realm. Think about it, how long has it been since our sect has had such a young Golden Core monk?" A burly man sighed. , eyes shining with longing. The envy in the eyes of an older disciple was almost overflowing: "I have been in the sect for decades, and I am still at the peak of Qi training. Seeing that Senior Brother Chu looks so young, he should not be over fifty years old. Such a realm and cultivation level.”

"Given time, our Luoyu Sect will have another inner sect elder who can serve as its backbone."

The disciples talked a lot about Chu Changqing's successful breakthrough, and their words were full of admiration for him and expectations for the future.

At this moment, Chu Changqing's name seemed to have become an insurmountable monument in their hearts, leading them to strive towards a higher realm.

Chu Changqing raised his hand and suppressed the discussions of many disciples.

Although he also likes to be admired by others, it becomes boring if he talks about it too much.

What he wants more now is to kill a few demon cultivators in the demon cultivator's lair, and then use this to advance his realm and body further.

As long as there was no big problem in the natural stream, he wanted to return to the sect.

Go to Uncle Huang or Master to find a way to form a golden elixir.

Now that the devil is invading, if he has a good chance, he might break through in the next moment.

If the opportunity comes at that time, but he is unable to form a high-grade golden elixir because he does not have the skills, then he may regret it for the rest of his life.

After the surrounding voices dropped and the disciples arrived, Chu Changqing took a breath and said to the disciples below:

"This time when I go to the station where the demon cultivator is located, I want to emphasize the three most important things."

"If the situation is not right, don't worry about anything! Just run for your life!"

"The situation is not right, just run away!"

"The situation is not right, you must run!"

Chu Changqing looked at the stunned people and said, "These are the three most important things I want to say."

To be honest, it is true that there are more than ten foundation builders in Tianxian Stream, but most of the others are disciples who are at the peak of Qi training in the later stages of Qi training.

If everything goes well and no accidents occur, Chu Changqing can kill the strongest demon cultivators, and the rest of the disciples will be responsible for encircling and suppressing those low-level demon cultivators, which will be great.

But if something unexpected happens, or if they encounter some masters that Chu Changqing can't stop, then it will be a bit redundant for them to fight.

Therefore, the main reason why Chu Changqing summoned his disciples this time was that they needed to be on the periphery to help Chu Changqing stop and kill those fish that slipped through the net.

This is their main role.

Then, Chu Changqing told everyone this thought tactfully.

After hearing this, many disciples had no objections.

Indeed, as Chu Changqing said, if Chu Changqing could handle the demon cultivator, they would not have to use it at all.

What Chu Changqing couldn't handle, they couldn't handle either.

None of the many disciples felt that Chu Changqing looked down on them. After all, there was such a huge difference in cultivation and realm. Even if he really looked down on them, it was all right.

Therefore, listening to Chu Changqing's words and doing your job well is the greatest help to Senior Brother Chu.

"Any objections?"

Chu Changqing looked around at the many disciples.

No one among the disciples spoke.

Chu Changqing waved his hand: "Let's go!"

In a canyon basin, the magic cultivator is stationed here.

Pingyang casually threw the body of the Luoyu Sect disciple in front of him, which had been drained of essence and blood, to the dog demon beside him.

He stood up, stretched his muscles, and felt the demonic energy in his body. An ugly smile appeared on his face covered with scars.

A little stronger.

As the main member of the demonic cultivator who attacked the Tianxian Stream, his duty was not to break the Tianxian Stream Formation.

Instead, he is responsible for guarding the teleportation circle in the demon cultivator's residence.

This thing is related to the speed at which many magic cultivators can come to Tianxian Stream normally, so in order to prevent subsequent reinforcements from being cut off.

It was also to prevent the righteous monks from raiding, so he was placed here by the Demon Lord.

He has no complaints about this.

Because this place is far away from the coverage of the powerful Jindan stage, he will basically not encounter any danger.

On the contrary, as a person at the pinnacle of foundation building, he could go hunting from time to time to find righteous disciples in the foundation building stage to enhance his own strength.

He has been at the peak of foundation building for several years, and the magic power in his body is already strong enough to form a pill.

But due to bottlenecks, he is still stuck.

But he has a very good attitude and is very optimistic.

As a monk in the foundation building stage, he has a lifespan of more than 200 years. He is only a hundred years old now, so it can be said that forming a pill is a sure thing.

"Senior Brother Ping, congratulations on your improvement in strength!"

At this time, next to him, a fat demon cultivator with a bloated body and a height of two meters was trying to please him angrily.

The small eyes between the fat flesh are so crowded that you can't even see them, but you can still feel the flattery in them.

Pingyang was already in a good mood, and now faced with the flattery of a licking dog, he was naturally even happier.

He couldn't help but laugh: "When we capture the dangerous natural stream and we completely rush into the depths of the Northern Wilderness, I will definitely be able to achieve the golden elixir!"

"When the time comes, I will become a demon king, and I will allow you to follow me!"

The fat demon cultivator smiled all over his face, as if this promise was a great honor: "Thank you, Brother Ping! Thank you, Brother Ping!"

"I have a hunch that Brother Ping will achieve the Golden Elixir Avenue in a few days!"

"Maybe even today!"

Pingyang laughed, he naturally knew it was a joke.

But he likes to hear such auspicious words very much.

Just when his laughter stopped and he was about to say something, he noticed more than a dozen qi-training demon disciples running back in the distance.

Everyone was breathing heavily and had a look of panic on their faces.

Pingyang couldn't help but frown, and asked coldly: "What's going on?"

"No, no, it's not good! Senior Ping, us, we were all killed!"

The disciple who came back said this breathlessly.

But Pingyang didn't know what was going on. He just felt that the disciple in front of him explained it like this, making him confused.

So he was unhappy and slapped him casually.

The demon cultivator who had just responded was sent flying, hit a mountain wall hard, and then slid to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"You, you said, you'd better think it over before speaking and make it clear." Pingyang looked at the nearest disciple again.

The demon cultivator immediately knelt down on the ground, then tried hard to calm down his thoughts and mood, and quickly told Ping Yang everything that happened in Tianxian Stream.

After Pingyang heard this, his face was full of surprise: "What? The more than thirty foundations you mentioned were wiped out by the entire army killed by one cultivator?"

The demon cultivator nodded frequently, "Yes, that's it!"

But before he finished speaking, the next second, he instantly turned into a mummy, and all his blood and essence were sucked dry by Pingyang. (End of chapter)