Chapter 643: The Power of a Sword

The secret realm of vitality!

"Li Wencai, male, 192 years old, died of a soul-inhibition attack!"

"My last wish: My father, Li Erniu, can advance to become a god, so that he can be a second-generation immortal who will live in peace until death!"

"Corpse evaluation: three-star extraordinary, rewarded with thirty-six third-level essence and blood pills, eight third-level mana pills, five third-level consciousness pills, and eighty strands of life pills!"

Good guy, his last wish is for his father to advance to become a god?

So what's going on with his father now? He should be a late-stage great monk, otherwise he would be too far away from becoming a god...

It's just...why is his father's name Li Erniu...it's so tacky...

The reward for collecting corpses is also very strange. It is relatively rare for a golden elixir monk to be able to give birth to thirty-six third-level essence and blood elixirs. This shows that this person has a deep foundation and has a lot of good things to eat!

But he is already one hundred and ninety-two years old, but his magic power has not yet been perfected, and not even the ninth magic pill has been born. But at the same time, there are actually five consciousness pills, which exceeds the standard of the normal peak of the golden pill... …

What a strange guy...

With a great monk as his father, I am afraid there is never a shortage of elixirs for various cultivations. A true genius can have such a strong support. At the age of 192, let alone the peak of the golden elixir, I am afraid it is not Already Nascent Soul...

I wonder if a Tianshui City Lord can cultivate two disciples who were born two hundred years ago, and he is only a relatively powerful mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

There is a real great monk behind Li Wencai. You can imagine how many resources he will have...

"Damn it, I still can't hold on. I just came to Zhongzhou and I didn't even get out of this secret realm. I had to kill the son of a great monk in the late Yuan Ying period..."

"I'm obviously very stubborn and never take the initiative to cause trouble, but...however...this bastard, God, insists on not letting me be stubborn..."

Chen Changsheng originally wanted to travel all the way back to the Teleportation Hall, but he had no choice but to meet other monks on the way back. With no choice but to choose another direction to travel.

Without a detailed map of the Yuanqi Secret Realm, we can only estimate the general direction of walking.

Fortunately, his spiritual consciousness was different from ordinary people, and he could detect the other party earlier, so he was not exposed.

At this time, Ming Jing, the team leader, had already learned about Li Wencai's death.

Mirror is very angry!

Who is Li Wencai?

That was his master's darling!

Who in the entire Zhizhen Sect doesn’t know Li Wencai?

The second elder came to have a son and regarded it as a treasure. Who in the sect would not give him three points?

Before leaving, Master asked him to protect his junior brother, but now...

"Junior Brother Li was last seen near here... there are traces here... here... someone is barbecuing?"

Ming Jing led several fellow apprentices to the place where the crime occurred. Looking at the gnawed bones and a pile of extinguished ashes on the ground, he couldn't help but frown...

"Senior Brother Ming Jing, although the Yin Qi here has been specially treated, it is still slightly heavier than elsewhere... I suspect it is the Shura Banner!" Behind Ming Jing, a woman stepped forward and said.

"Junior sister Yao possesses a body of six yins, and is extremely sensitive to yin energy. I think it is correct, and in this secret realm of vitality, there is no one else except the Shura Demon Sect..." Ming Jing said coldly.

"Senior brother, what should we do now?" Junior Sister Yao asked.

"Of course... blood debt must be paid with blood!"

"Junior brother Li Wencai, your death cannot be in vain!" Ming Jing took a deep breath and said.

He could imagine that the furious master at this time might have already arrived outside the secret realm of vitality. If he could not give the master a satisfactory answer, the consequences...

Ming Jing seemed to have thought of something humiliating...

"Sooner or later, I'm going to kill that old guy, sooner or later!"

Ming Jing's heart was filled with turmoil...

"Yes, senior brother, I'll go and gather the help right away!" Junior Sister Yao nodded gently, looking at Ming Jing with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Twenty-seven monks came in from the Zhizhen Sect, including the dead Li Wencai and twenty-six others.

After the news of the Mirror was sent out, more and more monks began to gather in a short time.

"Senior Brother Ming, don't you still have a few years to practice? Why did you summon us here so quickly?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Ming, what happened? I am at a critical juncture in my cultivation, and now I have to stay out of seclusion!"

"Did you have a conflict with the Shura Demon Sect? Let's go and fuck him!"

"..."

After many monks came here, no matter what you said or what I said, many of them had bitter hatred towards the Demon Shura Sect.

The Shura Demon Sect and the Zhizhen Sect have been entangled for many years, and many monks from each side have died at the hands of the other.

And these dead monks naturally had brothers, friends, and even parents and relatives in their respective sects, and the hatred between the two parties naturally became deeper and deeper.

It's just that the upper-level rulers of both sides are very rational. Both are giants. If they really fight, it is likely that both sides will lose, so they have been controlling the scale of the conflict between the two sides.

Under normal circumstances, it is the juniors below the Nascent Soul who participate. While venting their emotions, they can also go out in the sand. Taking this opportunity to eliminate some of the people who are just trying to make up for the numbers has the effect of training troops. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

In a few cases, a Nascent Soul cultivator will take action personally, and generally involving a Nascent Soul cultivator means that the conflict has escalated...

"Brothers and sisters, I am sorry for calling everyone here in advance and disturbing everyone's practice!"

"However, the people of Shura Demon Sect crossed the line and killed Junior Brother Li Wencai. I can't swallow this breath, and this revenge must be avenged!"

"So, I called you and invited you brothers and sisters to go with me to Shura Demon Sect to ask for an explanation, let them hand over the murderer and execute him on the spot!" Mingjing said in a deep voice.

"What? Li Wencai is dead?"

"That's the only son of the second elder..."

"Yes, it is said that the Holy Son will give some face to Junior Brother Li Wencai when he sees him..."

"No wonder Senior Brother Mingjing wants to take revenge in a big way, that's his master's only disciple!"

"..."

"Junior Sister Yao, who else hasn't come?" Mingjing looked at Junior Sister Yao and asked.

"Only Junior Brother Wentian and Junior Sister Feng Qian haven't come, the rest are here!" Junior Sister Yao said.

"It's fine if it's Feng Qian... What's the matter with Junior Brother Wentian... Forget it, let's not wait, anyway, we have more people than the other side... Let's go!" Mingjing waved his hand.

"But Junior Brother Wentian is a sword cultivator, he..."

"Don't worry, I also have a trump card!" Mingjing waved his hand.

Wentian is a sword cultivator with strong combat power, but as the leader, how could Mingjing not equip him with a trump card!

A group of people marched towards the territory of Shura Demon Sect. A Jindan cultivator of Shura Demon Sect was practicing hard, but disaster struck and he was caught in an instant. At this time, Mingjing and others were still rational.

However, not long after, Ming Jing's expression suddenly changed, and he casually took out a pill that was broken into two halves. On the pill, the words "asking the sword" were written...

At the same time, in a small valley in the Yuanqi Secret Realm, Chen Changsheng said with sweat on his forehead: "Damn, he is actually a Yuanying sword cultivator. His strength is really strong. He almost made me capsize in the gutter!"

At this time, there was a deep scar on Chen Changsheng's chest, and a lot of blood gushed out. A small shield that was cut in half fell to the ground...

In order to return to the Teleportation Hall, he took many turns all the way and came to this valley, and then met such a young man holding an ancient sword.

Yes, young man!

He is younger than Chen Changsheng, and his vitality is extremely strong, but his strength is amazing, especially his sword skills. With the blessing of sword intent, his power is extremely strong. With one blow, he directly broke his ancient treasure shield, and the residual power even left a scar on his body...

"Fortunately, I am still a third-level peak physical cultivator, otherwise, I am afraid that if I don't die, I will be cut into two pieces!"

"What a pity for this small shield..."

This is the treasure that Chen Changsheng got from Qingmu Zhenjun. He was unscathed when facing the Immortal Destroying Pearl sent by the Lord of Sanyang City, but today's sword broke it into two pieces...

Fortunately, he also has the Heavenly Ghost King with him, otherwise, he will definitely die here today...