Fantasy: My Disciples Are All Protagonist Templates

"Zongmen Alliance, Zongmen Alliance is over there..."

This cultivator was in the same group as the sword cultivator who had just died. Witnessing his companion's death with his own eyes, a shadow had already been cast in his heart, and he didn't dare to resist at all, so he could only point in one direction.

This Lin Jian's cultivation base is too terrifying.

His one-handed swordsmanship is even more superb.

"The closest sect is Tianxuanzong."

After a pause, the monk pointed in another direction, which was Tianxuanzong, which was the closest to Shilichuan.

He did remember that the sword cultivator at the moment asked the nearest sect, of course he didn't dare to neglect, he could only obediently obey.

"Tianxuanzong?"

Lin Jian glanced sideways at the direction of Tianxuanzong, turned his head again, and snorted coldly: "Your companion is very courageous, I believe that in your sect, there are all people who are not afraid of death. What is the name of your sect? In which direction."

"Our... our sect is called Qingying Jianmen."

The monk said in trepidation, and then pointed in another direction.

"Oh? Jianmen is also in the same direction as the Zongmen Alliance. What a coincidence."

Lin Jian stretched out his hand to pull the bamboo hat, covered his gaze, turned around and went out the door.

As for the money for the meal, he didn't give it, and Xiao Er didn't dare to ask.

Standing in the rain, Lin Jian first looked in the direction of Xuantianzong, and then in the direction of the Zongmen Alliance. The two directions were completely opposite.

In the end, the direction of the Zongmen Alliance was chosen.

He originally wanted to sweep the nearby Jianmen first, but after learning about the Zongmen Alliance, Lin Jian changed his mind and planned to follow the direction of the Zongmen Alliance and sweep all the way there.

"Come!"

Lin Jian snorted softly, pointed at the sword, and someone else's sharp sword flew out of the inn, he stepped on it, and Yukong left.

overbearing!

Extremely domineering and unreasonable.

I don't use the spirit sword I have, but use a powerful mind to control the spirit sword worn by others on the waist, and provide him with the sword.

"Sword, my great sword..."

In the inn, a sword cultivator suppressed the fear and unwillingness in his heart, and waited for Lin Jian to leave for a long time before he looked up to the sky and cried, tears streaming down his face.

It looked sad and miserable.

As a sword cultivator, he couldn't even protect the sharp sword at his waist, and was trampled underfoot by others as a means of transportation.

What kind of swordsman is he?
The same sword cultivator, the gap is really too big.

I was so humiliated.

……

Lin Jian is also constantly challenging the sect masters in the Eastern Region, in order to stabilize his Dao heart.

As for Chen Ge, he went into seclusion again, completely ignorant of the outside world.

"The Eight Desolation God's Code, now I have realized the second level, and the third level seems to be a kind of divine body... the Eight Desolation Divine Body!"

Chen Ge was slightly surprised: "This divine body is called Bahuang, and it can be integrated with the general trend of the world. It is a god-given divine body... Once you master it, you can use the power of Bahuang in the world."

"Too domineering!"

Chen Ge closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and endured the loneliness to continue to practice hard.

This divine tome was originally given to him by the system, so it would be twice the result with half the effort if he cultivated it.

Before I knew it, three months had passed.

"Phew... the Eight Desolation Divine Physique, I finally enlightened my master!"

In the cave, Chen Ge let out a long breath, relaxing like never before.

His cultivation base has already stepped into the first level of the god transformation stage.

How scary is this?
Since his return from Wanling Island, in just over a year, he has been directly promoted from the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Stage to the first level of the Transformation God Stage.

This speed of practice is simply unprecedented.

As for the credit, it must be attributed to his system.

With a creak, Chen Ge pushed open the door of the cave, and Xiao Ai immediately came up to her and saved Chen Ge.

"Daddy, why did you come out?"

Xiao Ai seemed very happy. Her height was visible to the naked eye. She was 1.5 meters tall. She was well developed, and her blond hair became soft and shiny.

Suddenly coming over, this made Chen Ge very uncomfortable.

You know, Xiao Ai broke out of the eggshell, and she is less than a year old.

"Little love, you have grown up."

Chen Ge stroked Xiao Ai's forehead with doting eyes.

"Hmph! That's natural. Xiao Ai is talented and intelligent, and has devoured a lot of spiritual flowers and grasses. Naturally, they grow fast enough."

Xiao Ai pouted.

"Spiritual flower and spiritual grass? Xiao Ai's cultivation has already entered the first stage of the Nascent Soul stage. How many spiritual flowers and grasses do you have to devour?"

"In our Xuantian Sect, are there so many spirit flowers and herbs for him to devour?"

Hearing this, Chen Ge muttered to himself, then looked sideways at the Lingtian on the side of his cave, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Feeling that the ten acres of spiritual fields on the left side of his cave were completely ruined by this little girl.

Not a single complete spirit flower and spirit grass was gone.

Sure enough, just as Chen Ge's guess was right, not long after he left the customs, a figure staggered up the mountain and cried at him.

"Sovereign, suzerain! The ten mu of spiritual land you gave me was completely ruined by this little girl..."

Elder Xu Yixiu wanted to cry, but when he came to Chen Ge, he stamped his feet and beat his chest. It was so funny.

"Hmph! You are a very bad old man. Xiao Ai just borrowed some spirit flowers and herbs from you, and I will return them to you later. Why come and cry to my father?"

Xiao Ai snorted softly, tilted her little head, and spoke with confidence.

Chen Ge smiled bitterly, but he didn't know what to say, so he comforted Xu Yixiu and said, "Elder Xu Yixiu, the matter of the Lingtian is over when it's over, and I will return it to you in the future."

"really?"

Xu Yixiu was taken aback, and looked at Chen Ge with a strange look.

"That's natural, a gentleman's words are hard to follow."

Chen Ge said in a deep voice.

Seeing Chen Ge make an oath, the corners of Xu Yixiu's mouth twitched slightly. Three months ago, when dealing with Mo Feng in the Yellow River Valley, his suzerain also coaxed him like this.

But Chen Ge has made an oath, and he can't be aggressive anymore.

After all, people are the suzerain.

Not to mention the ten acres of spiritual fields, even the entire sect belongs to others.

Not to mention the ten acres of spiritual land, which was originally given to him by Chen Ge.

"Leave this matter aside for the time being, Elder Xu Yixiu, during these days of my retreat, have any new changes occurred in the sect?"

Chen Ge brought Xu Yixiu into the cave, and Xiao Ai made tea for him.

"Yes, there is, but it's not very glorious..."

After pondering for a moment, Xu Yixiu smiled wryly: "It is said that in our Xuantian Sect, a tomb robber came out, and the ancestral graves of more than a dozen sects under the sect alliance were looted, and the coffin boards were scattered everywhere..."

"The worst one is the Yellow River Valley. The entire ancestral tombs of the sect were overturned overnight, and potatoes were planted on it."

Hearing this, Chen Ge couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and thought to himself: "I didn't expect this to be so careless..."

Xu Yixiu seemed to be able to see Chen Ge's thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "Sovereign, in fact, I don't blame your apprentice, but that kid Chu Ran was captured on the spot in Tianyumen, and he forced a confession, so he missed the truth. .”