Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

  Chapter 491 Soaring to the Sky

   Disputes and grievances cannot be suppressed by hard pressure. Instead, there will be a backlog of greater hidden dangers in the end, and one day they will explode completely.

  In a sect, there are so many disciples from the same clan, each with their own small circles, and there will always be endless conflicts. With such a large territory of the Qianyu League, it is even more impossible to expect every faction to live in peace.

  The previous competition for the secret realm was a way to resolve it. According to the unspoken rule among warriors, the strong get everything, the winner takes it away, and the loser retreats.

  And if there is a big entanglement between the forces, or secretly kill them in the open sea, this is also a method chosen by many people.

  As long as the evidence is not found by the people of Qianyumeng afterwards, then Qianyumeng will turn a blind eye and close one eye in the end, and will not hold on to it.

  But if you openly fight against the two forces directly, this is completely disrespecting the Qianyumeng, and they will definitely settle accounts with you.

  The **** battle is the place to settle grievances.

   Promise **** battle, no matter what the final result is, let the past be the past. But during the battle, all the results are also responsible for themselves.

   "What do you want!" Miao Wanhong asked loudly with a serious look on his face.

   "Let's go on the **** battlefield."

  Chen Fei glanced at the Shenshuimen below, and said expressionlessly: "Add another five hundred middle-grade primordial stones, it's an extra!"

  Blood battles are a bit similar to gambling fights. There will be endless deaths on the **** battlefield. Of course, if you are willing to spare the other party, you can let the other party leave alive in the end.

   But no matter how you leave, go out or lie down, all the magic weapons and spiritual weapons used in the **** battlefield must be kept, and in the end belong to the winner.

  Compared to killing people in the open sea, **** battles can also get a lot of Yuanshi for gambling. Many Heqiao realms don't carry too many Yuanshi with them, and most of the time they put them in the sect.

  Miao Wanhong's face was slightly pale, and he didn't speak, but just stared at Chen Fei, feeling remorse for going to the Sangying Sect for the task.

  Invitations like **** battles, the rules are very interesting. An invitation to fight between martial artists of the same level cannot be refused. Chen Fei's Aperture Realm has changed, and Miao Wanhong's Aperture Realm has also changed. When Chen Fei invites a fight, Miao Wanhong must accept it.

   The Thousand Feather League gives shelter, but it is impossible to protect everything perfectly.

  A battle with the same cultivation base is already the greatest fairness given by the Thousand Feather League. If you want Qianyumeng to give you safety from head to toe, then there is no place for this kind of thing.

  Of course, Miao Wanhong can admit defeat directly before actually going to the **** battlefield, but he has to pay the top 500 middle-grade primordial stones at the beginning of the Heqiao Realm.

  The reason why Chen Fei raised the bet of 500 middle-grade primordial stones just now is because this is the top position. And if the cultivation bases of both parties have reached the middle stage of the Aperture Realm, the number of middle-grade primeval stones will reach one thousand.

  Five hundred middle-grade primordial stones are enough to injure any martial artist at the early stage of the Aperture Realm, and even ruin his family.

  The resources that Duanmu Xiao had stored for so many years before were actually just a little more than this amount of primordial stones. The number of middle-grade primordial stones alone did not have this number.

  Duanmu Xiao is a killer, and the money comes in very quickly, but that's it, after deducting the needs of daily practice, there is not so much left.

  Although Miao Wanhong has a Shenshuimen, and the Shenshuimen has developed for so many years, and has accumulated a lot of resources, but the five hundred middle-grade primordial stones took out the foundation of the Shenshuimen.

   "Ten days later, the **** battlefield is waiting!" Chen Fei glanced at Miao Wanhong, grabbed Jiang Liulin beside him, and disappeared into the midair.

   Only the sword mark is still there, which is the proof of the **** battle.

  If after ten days, Miao Wanhong does not go to the **** battlefield and does not give five hundred middle-grade primeval stones, then Chen Fei can really kill the gods all the way to the water gate.

  Be courteous first and then soldiers. If the strength is really low, use money to eliminate the disaster.

   The **** battle invitation can only be offered once, and you can really refuse it if you come again. From this point of view, the Thousand Feather League still gave it asylum. If the strength is not enough, then shrink your tail and be a human being, and practice hard.

  The world of warriors is like this, the jungle is prey to the strong, it is the same everywhere, and there will never be the slightest change in essence.

  Miao Wanhong stood in mid-air with an uncertain expression, while Shenshuimen Shangxia was panicked at the moment.

  Miao Wanhong is the pillar of the entire Shenshuimen. If something happens to Miao Wanhong, Shenshuimen will not be so simple.

  If it was the past, no one in Shenshuimen would have the slightest worry when facing a person like Chen Fei who dared to come to challenge him not long after he broke through the Heqiao Realm.

  However, they all knew that Chen Fei was stronger than Miao Wanhong.

   This kind of strength comparison is not the kind of illusory comparison, but the two really fought once, and Miao Wanhong lost miserably.

  In this case, how can the people of Shenshuimen not be afraid.

   "Phew!"

   There was a piercing sound, and Mo Shiyi appeared in the sky above Shenshui Gate, and saw the sword mark at a glance. As soon as she recognized it was Chen Fei's aura, Mo Shiyi's expression darkened.

   "Blood battle? What's going on!" Mo Shiyi turned to look at Miao Wanhong.

   "He knows about the Sangying Sect."

  Miao Wanhong exhaled a long breath, but his brows were still furrowed, because Miao Wanhong couldn't figure out how to solve the situation in front of him.

   "How would he know that the Sangying Sect did things like this?" Mo Shiyi's eyes widened suddenly, and a burst of anger rushed into his mind.

   Not only is the target to be killed not dead, but the target also knows the identity of the employer. How did the Mourning Shadow Sect reach this level!

   "I don't know how he knew, but now, he has written a book of **** battle."

  Miao Wanhong looked up at Mo Shiyi, his voice was a little hoarse, and said: "What should we do now? This matter was decided by the five of us at the beginning, and now the consequences cannot be borne by me alone!"

  Mo Shiyi frowned, but didn't answer Miao Wanhong's question right away.

  Miao Wanhong is very clear about the rules of the **** battle, after all, this is a way to resolve disputes within the Thousand Feathers League. To a certain extent, it is a relatively fair model.

  But the current situation is that Miao Wanhong really can't beat Chen Fei, this is almost a battle that must be lost.

   "Phew!"

  Several sounds of breaking through the air came one after another, and the three of Hu Yanwu also came to the sky above Shenshuimen, and then also saw the sharp sword mark, and naturally recognized Chen Fei's breath.

   "As you can see, I won't go to the **** battlefield. If I really go up, I probably won't be able to get down."

  Miao Wanhong finished the matter briefly, looked at the four of Mo Shiyi, and said in a deep voice: "There are too many five hundred middle-grade Yuanshi, and Shenshuimen can't afford it. The five of us have to give one each!"

  Miao Wanhong directly admits that he can't beat it, but he can't win it. Although more than a year has passed in the capture of the flag battle, Miao Wanhong has not forgotten the scene of being suppressed and beaten by Chen Fei the whole time.

  In Haiyue Cave Mansion, if you lose, you can leave directly and get your life back. In the **** battlefield, if you really go up, if you want to come down, it depends entirely on the mood of the other party.

  Although things like fighting are changing rapidly and everything is possible, Miao Wanhong doesn't want to fight that poor possibility at all.

  It is undoubtedly a huge blow to Shenshuimen's reputation to admit defeat without even daring to go to the **** battlefield. But no matter how big the blow is, it is better than losing people.

  If people are really gone, it won’t mean that their reputation will be hit, and even their strength will be depleted. Then Shenshuimen will really end.

   "Since he knows about the Sangying Sect, it's better to urge the Sangying Sect to kill Chen Fei, and it's over!" Hu Yanwu said fiercely.

   "In these ten days, Chen Fei probably won't go anywhere, and the chance of losing the Shadow Sect is not great." Meng Heng shook his head and said.

   "Is it really necessary to give so many middle-grade primordial stones to that kid?" Hu Yanwu was reluctant.

  Hu Yanwu didn't think about letting Miao Wanhong go to the **** battlefield, he had faced Chen Fei before, and Hu Yanwu knew Chen Fei's strength.

  But Hu Yanwu was extremely unwilling to give the primordial stone for nothing. Obviously, he had already spent a lot of primordial stones to invite the Sangying Sect, but he didn't kill him, and now he has to pay again.

  Even if only one family produces a hundred middle-grade primordial stones, this is still a huge expense.

   "Otherwise what do you say?" Miao Wanhong looked at Hu Yanwu.

  Hu Yanwu didn't know either, and looked at Mo Shiyi. In the alliance, many things were decided by Mo Shiyi. And the matter of inviting the Shadow Sect last time was also Mo Shiyi's proposal.

   "It's not that I can't give these five hundred middle-grade primordial stones, but if I give them this time, what should we do next time he changes his family to make a **** battle?"

  Mo Shiyi glanced at Miao Wanhong, then turned to look at the others.

  The expressions of Hu Yanwu and the others couldn't help but froze. If Chen Fei took turns inviting them to fight, they would also be unable to defeat Chen Fei. Wouldn't they also have to give out the primordial stone for nothing?

  A family of 500 middle-grade primordial stones, except for Mo Shiyi, that is 2,000 mid-grade primordial stones. Even if Chen Fei and others are stronger, they will definitely invite Mo Shiyi to fight. Will Mo Shiyi accept or compromise?

  It is unimaginable that a Heqiao Realm has so many multi-stones in the early stage.

  And with Chen Fei's demonstrated talent, if the problem of resources is solved, wouldn't it be that the next thing is to soar into the sky?

  Hu Yanwu and the others suddenly discovered that they had asked the people from the Sangying Sect to behead Chen Fei, but they ended up dragging themselves into the pit instead.

  If the Sangying Sect is more reliable and kills Chen Fei, then there will be no problem. But now, the mission of the Mourning Shadow Sect was not completed, and they were caught by Chen Fei.

  If it was someone else who made a **** war against other sects at will for profit, I'm afraid they would immediately become the target of public criticism.

  But when Chen Fei captured Jiang Liulin and had a name, the nature became different. Although Mo Shiyi and the other five could deny it, others could no longer accuse Chen Fei of anything.

   "Then what should we do?" Meng Heng said shyly. In the future, four hundred middle-grade Yuanshi may be produced. Meng Heng, who has just broken through the early stage of the Aperture Realm, does not have so many Yuanshi at all.

   "Fight!" Mo Shiyi said coldly.

   "Challenge?" Miao Wanhong froze for a moment.

   "I will lend you the Xuanyuan Pearl. Before going on stage, the four of us poured our strength into it." Mo Shiyi moved his right hand slightly, and the Xuanyuan Pearl floated in front of several people.

  (end of this chapter)