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Chapter 2103 Song Yiming's painting of cakes, an opportunity to build a family

Half a month passed quickly.

A blue lake with a size of more than [-] acres, colorful spirit fish are chasing in the lake, and there is a blue stone platform with a size of [-] feet in the center of the lake.

An old man in a blue robe with a rosy face was sitting next to the stone platform, holding a blue fishing rod in his hand. The lake water was so clear that it could be clearly seen that the hook was vertical without any thorns.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan stood aside with respectful expressions.

The blue-robed old man was named Liu Che, and he had entered the Xuanling Cave in the mid-stage of Void Refinement.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan came to visit Liu Che on purpose, and Liu Che asked them to watch him fish. It has been seven days and he hasn't caught a single spirit fish yet.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan didn't ask any further questions, they waited quietly.

A sound transmission talisman flew in, floating in mid-air.

Liu Che ignored it, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan ignored it.

A golden spirit fish hovered around the hook, seemingly curious.

A gust of wind blew, causing ripples on the surface of the lake, blowing the fishing line and pulling the hook.

The golden spirit fish slowly swam over and bit the hook. Of course the vertical fishhook couldn't catch the spirit fish's mouth, but its move attracted many spirit fish, and they chased and pecked at the hook one after another. The hook swayed constantly in the water, like a live insect.

With a light flick of Liu Che's wrist, the fishing line kept twisting.

A dozen spirit fish were cut into countless pieces by the fishing line, and the lake was stained red with blood.

After a while, the lake returned to its original state, no different from before. After a cup of tea, a spirit fish swam over again and lingered near the hook.

"Nephew Wang, Nephew Wang, what did you see?"

Liu Che asked, his voice a little hoarse.

Wang Changsheng thought for a while and said, "There is no bait to make bait, don't be fooled by false appearances."

"Don't follow the crowd, have your own opinion."

Wang Ruyan said so.

"I can leave the Xuanling Cave alive because of three things. First, I don't trust other people. No matter how powerful you are, meeting a stupid companion will still kill you. Second, don't believe what you see. , especially when this thing is very tempting; third, whenever you think about retreats, the more retreats the better."

Liu Che spoke slowly, with a stern voice.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan bowed and saluted at the same time, and said in unison: "Thank you for the teaching, Uncle Liu, I have recorded it."

Liu Che flicked two fingers, and a blue light flew out, hitting the sound transmission talisman, and Song Yiming's voice suddenly sounded: "Mr. Liu, take Mr. Wang and Mr. Wang to the Patriarch Hall."

"Let's go! The master master told us to go over."

Liu Che led Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan and turned into three rays of light and disappeared into the sky.

A majestic blue palace with flying eaves and brackets, and thick stone pillars are engraved with unicorns, dragons, phoenixes and other exotic beast patterns, which are lifelike.

The door was open, and above it hung a plaque with erratic blue lights, on which were written three big golden characters "Patriarch Hall", which was very conspicuous.

There are more than 30 monks gathered in the main hall, most of them are in the stage of transforming gods.

There are dozens of portraits hanging on the wall. These are the portraits of the fit monks of the Zhenhai Palace. Under each portrait, there is an independent altar.

The cultivators of Huashen divided into two groups and stood in front of them. Standing at the front was an imposing young man in blue shirt and a thin girl in red skirt. His facial features are picturesque and his skin is like snow, giving people an impression of being fragile.

The young man in the blue shirt is called Zhao Hong, and the girl in the red skirt is called Ma Qianqian. Both of them have the cultivation level of transforming gods into Dzogchen. They are both one of the 36 heroes of Zhenhai Palace.

Three escaping lights flew in, and they were Liu Che and the others.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan hurriedly walked towards Zhao Hong's team and stood at the back, while Liu Che stood aside.

"Are these two Martial Nephew Wang and Nephew Wang who ascended from the lower realm? Junior Brother Liu, aren't you afraid of accidents happening to them?"

A plump young woman in a golden skirt smiled lightly, her chest undulating slightly with obvious gullies.

"Since they were able to ascend from the lower realm, they naturally have some abilities. Senior Sister Li actually sent Nephew Ma and Nephew Feng out. Are you not afraid that something will happen to them?"

Liu Che sneered, the young woman in the golden skirt was called Li Qian, Li Qian, like Liu Che, had entered the Xuanling Cave and came out alive.

"Big waves washing the sand, it is their chance to enter the Xuanling Cave to hunt for treasures. If they are not strong enough and die at the hands of others, they are not good at learning, so naturally there is nothing to say."

Li Qian said nonchalantly.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and Liu Che and Li Qian quickly shut up.

Song Yiming walked out from the side hall and came in front of everyone.

He naturally heard what Liu Che and Li Qian said, but didn't point it out.

"Greetings to Master Master (Master Master Master)."

All the disciples bowed and said in unison.

Song Yiming nodded, his majestic eyes glanced at Zhao Hong and other cultivators who transformed into gods, and when he glanced at Wang Changsheng, he showed approval, and said, "That's right, nephew Wang has entered the late stage of transforming gods. "

"The sect master's ancestors are amazing. Thanks to Master Chen's teachings, the disciples can practice so quickly."

Wang Changsheng said modestly, in fact, his cultivation speed is slower than the elite disciples of Zhenhai Palace.

Song Yiming nodded, feeling a little disappointed in his heart. He originally wanted to win over Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, but now it seems that Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan have joined the Feisheng faction.

"Soon, the Xuanling Cave will open. Our Zhenhai Palace plans to send you in to hunt for treasure. There are 30 people in total. Nephew Zhao will be the leader of one team, and Nephew Ma will be the leader of the other team. Nephew Li will train you for a period of time, and even discuss with you in person. Before departure, each person will have a Tongtian Lingbao, a sixth-order talisman, and a bottle of healing pills. Each team will bring two sets of sixth-order formations. pick."

"If you make great achievements, the resources for cultivating immortals such as top-grade Tongtian Lingbao, Dongfu, Biyueyu Shendan, land, and spirit beasts will not be a problem."

Song Yiming said slowly, Zhenhai Palace has scare the blood this time, just the talisman medicine pill Tongtian Lingbao distributed to them, the value in the dark market is almost [-] million spirit stones, this is the foundation of Zhenhai Palace.

"Master Patriarch, what territory are you talking about?"

Standing in front of Wang Changsheng, an old man in green robe with a ruddy face asked cautiously. He has been worshiping Zhenhai Palace since the Foundation Establishment Stage and practiced Taoism for many years. family.

"Nephew Ning, if you want to establish a family, collect more treasures, the greater the credit, the greater the territory for you to establish a family. Our Zhenhai Palace will not treat meritorious officials badly. If you make mistakes, you will be severely punished. Let me remind you first. , No matter what the reason is, it is not a reason to mutilate fellow sects, all disciples who leave the Xuanling Cave alive will be subject to investigation, and if they are found to have mutilated fellow sects, clan members, masters, brothers and sisters of the same sect will all be punished."

At the end, Song Yiming's tone was severe.

The disciples of the two factions can quarrel, they can quarrel, and they must not kill each other. This is his last bottom line.

"Yes, master master."

All the disciples agreed with one voice.

Wang Changsheng squinted his eyes, and said in his heart: "Territory, build a family, I hope I can get the territory!"

Song Yiming gave a few instructions and asked Liu Che and Li Qian to leave with their respective teams.

(End of this chapter)