Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

Under Ye Chen's gaze, everyone began to practice hard.

On the dojo, he arranged a spirit gathering formation, and many disciples present meditated in it, enjoying a steady stream of spiritual nourishment.

In the spirit-gathering array, dense spiritual energy circulates around, and its spiritual energy density is more than ten times that of the outside world. Practicing in it can be said to be twice the result with half the effort.

Originally, the holy land was located on a spiritual vein, and the spiritual energy here was dense, [-]% more abundant than the outside world. Only this [-]% spiritual energy concentration has already increased the speed of cultivation.

To be able to find an ideal place rich in aura to practice is a rare thing.

Now that Ye Chen's Spirit Gathering Formation came out, it can be said that everyone's cultivation speed has been abruptly increased, and it even seems to be counterproductive.

A hundred core disciples sat upright in the arena, and began to absorb the aura of the surrounding world to fill themselves.

"There are [-] spirit crystals here. You must use them up within an hour, or you will be fined to run [-] laps around the holy mountain."

Ye Chen's voice fell, and everyone was shocked.

There was a trace of bitterness on everyone's face, this time they met a ruthless person.

At this time, Huang Cheng walked over slowly, with a slight smile on his face, as if nodding and bowing.

"Senior Brother Ye, we made a lot of money last time. We are nourished by various elixir every day, and our bodies are full. Let's avoid this."

He pointed to the Spirit Gathering Formation beside him, with hints in his eyes.

On the side, other members of the elite team stood together, as if they were waiting for Huang Cheng's result.

Ye Chen sneered and said, "Don't think I don't know. After coming back this time, I found eight Taoist companions within seven days. I don't want to be advanced, but I just want to look good. Are you brave enough to tell me this?"

Huang Cheng's expression darkened when he was mentioned about his shortcomings.

Ye Chen looked at the others again.

"Jiang Cheng, relying on his rapid improvement in cultivation, has not attended the Holy Land preaching for half a month."

"Lin Kun, you have been neglecting your practice recently. You must know that the road to martial arts is like sailing against the current. You can't fish for three days and spend two days drying the net, otherwise you will end up with nothing."

Hearing these words, everyone lowered their heads.

At their level, it is really hard to make further progress, so I gradually feel powerless and want to lie flat, but the more I have this mentality, the more difficult it is to make progress again in this life.

They didn't say anything more, and obediently walked into the Spirit Gathering Formation.

"Your strength is even deeper. Each of you will add three thousand spirit crystals, which cannot be fully absorbed within an hour. Run five hundred laps around the holy mountain."

As soon as these words came out, several people trembled and almost fell down.

He turned his head and looked at Kong Linger again.

"You go too."

The spirit crystals above the formation decreased one by one, like ice and snow under the sun, melting quickly.

Several handyman disciples were in a hurry, filling the Spirit Gathering Formation with spirit crystals in a hurry to prevent the formation from losing its support.

Such a big battle was difficult to encounter once in the First Holy Land in decades.

Ye Chen sat quietly by the side, and his speed of absorbing spiritual energy was even more terrifying.

A large number of divine crystals, which are a hundred times more spiritual than spiritual crystals, were crushed in their hands one after another. The spiritual energy gathered into a stream, poured into the limbs and bones, and circulated rapidly in the veins. In less than ten breaths, they had already been consumed. dozens of pieces.

The handyman disciples were all stunned. Such a speed of cultivation was beyond their imagination. An ordinary outer disciple could only consume dozens of low-grade spirit stones for daily cultivation.

After about half an hour, the 10,000+ spirit crystals were consumed rapidly, leaving less than a third.

But at this moment, Kong Linger suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and almost fell to the ground.

Ye Chen hurried over to check.

The unsteady breathing almost caused him to go mad, but actually hurt himself, which is a sign of distraction.

Apparently the little princess was worried about the safety of the Holy One, and it was always difficult to rest assured, and it was difficult to concentrate fully when she was practicing, so she hurt herself.

Originally, this would not damage the meridians, but the concentration of aura in the spirit-gathering array is more than ten times that of the outside world. With such vast aura as vast as the sea, if one fails to grasp it properly, it will have a serious impact on the meridians.

"Brother Ye, I"

Kong Ling'er had a bit of self-blame on her face.

Ye Chen quickly covered her mouth, because the handyman disciples on the side had already seen all this.

Anyway, these handyman disciples didn't get any chances, and they were neglected to practice. On the contrary, they were very interested in the gossip of inner disciples and core disciples, thus forming a vicious circle, and they could only do odd jobs if they stayed.

"Since the last Holy Land battle, you have been angry. I told you a long time ago that you don't need to be recognized by your opponent. Strength is enough to prove everything. Do you understand?"

Ye Chen said loudly, and gave an explanation, just because he was afraid of others guessing.

"I know Senior Brother Ye, but that one who is as white as snow and messes with my heart, what worries me today!"

Kong Ling'er seemed to understand what he meant, and acted in conjunction with it, so that outsiders could not see her worry, so she had to pretend nothing happened.

It was just a touch of melancholy in her eyes, which never abated.

Ye Chen sighed softly, maybe he was too impatient, not everyone will be as calm as himself, and can maintain a stable state of mind at all times.

He released a divine power, injected it into Kong Linger's body, repaired her damaged veins, and repaired the trauma.

An hour later, the 10,000+ spirit crystals were finally exhausted, and more than 100 disciples began to stretch their bodies, some were refining the unrefined aura in their bodies, and some were complaining.

After all, it was seen that Kong Linger was distracted while practicing, but Ye Chen just explained lightly that Kong Linger was only worried about what happened in the last holy land battle.

The next day, everyone came to the dojo again, but this time, Ye Chen heard some rumors on the road to the Holy Land.

"I heard that something happened to the Holy One. Just last time, on the little princess's birthday, I went out and never came back."

"That's right, it's really suspicious. Some people say that the Holy Lord was captured by someone, and he came from a strong man from other heavens."

"Senior Brother Ye is really courageous enough. He dared to hide such a big matter. It's really not easy for one person to take on everything."

Seeing a few people whispering, Ye Chen just took a look at them, and they ran away in fright.

Ye Chen didn't make things difficult for them and let them leave.

Opening up the five senses and six senses, I heard all kinds of conversations within a few tens of feet, almost talking about the disappearance of the Holy One, and the content was surprisingly consistent.

If one or two people talked about this matter, it might just be accidental, but it's not normal for other people to gossip.

A cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, "No, there is an inner ghost!"