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"Isn't that normal?"

Liu Zhengyang said as a matter of course: "If the monks are afraid of fighting, it can only mean that they are afraid of the danger they will face, because those who are truly afraid of fighting will never become monks. Since they are afraid of danger, I can help them eliminate the danger. it is good."

"You already knew that your prestige was so high?" Zhong Qinglei asked curiously.

Although he followed Liu Zhengyang back to the base camp, he obviously did not understand Liu Zhengyang's situation.

He had no idea what position Liu Zhengyang held in the hearts of other monks.

Liu Zhengyang shrugged and didn't answer the question, because he was very low-key and didn't like to brag.

The alchemist who was leading the way said very interestingly: "You haven't known the sect master for a long time, don't you know enough about the sect master? Our sect master is such a person, as long as he has the ability, he will definitely use all his strength to protect it. our safety."

Zhong Qinglei pouted and stopped talking.

Liu Zhengyang's stern and rude expression made him very unhappy.

Slowly, they walked to the interior of the exchange and stopped outside the door of a room.

After the alchemist brought Liu Zhengyang and the two over, he also turned and left.

Liu Zhengyang and the two opened the door of the room, strode in, and took out the altar.

Then, they officially started a new practice.

"How do you want to cultivate?" Zhong Qinglei asked: "The time left for us should be very limited. It won't be long before the person who severely injured the chief will come again to **** the medicinal materials. In the limited time, we have a lot of room for improvement. limited."

"That's right." Liu Zhengyang nodded in approval, and said, "And good fortune and bad luck depend on each other. Although the news of my coming has calmed the hearts of most monks, it will definitely reach the ears of those with ulterior motives. Their next attack It will only be more violent."

Zhong Qinglei obviously didn't think of this just now.

After being pointed out by Liu Zhengyang, his face changed greatly.

"I seem to have been dragged into a thief boat by you." Zhong Qinglei said in awe: "The strong man who came to **** the medicinal herbs last time was strong enough to inflict heavy damage on the chief. If the next opponent will become stronger, then what can I do with them? Fight? I'm no match for the Chief!"

Zhong Qinglei wanted to quit on the spot.

He didn't want to sacrifice himself for Liu Zhengyang.

However, Liu Zhengyang is quick-witted, how could he let him escape successfully?

"Zhong Qinglei, don't belittle yourself." Liu Zhengyang quickly grabbed Zhong Qinglei, who wanted to escape, and said, "Although your previous strength was indeed inferior to that of the chief, the growth of the chief has reached the upper limit, but you are different. You still have room to grow."

Liu Zhengyang said these words, of course, not to coax Zhong Qinglei.

That is the truth.

Because the chief's great strength comes from his body strengthened by the power of the altar, and it has been strengthened to the end, there is no way to go further. Even if you have recently started practicing orthodox exercises, it is impossible to make substantial progress in a short period of time.

After all, the progress of orthodox cultivation is very slow.

However, Zhong Qinglei is different. He only needs to strengthen his body with the power of the altar, and he can quickly increase his combat power.

This is a bit similar to the previous Shi Jinshui.

Zhong Qinglei is also an experienced cultivator himself, so he naturally understands the reasoning.

After hesitating for a long time, he said, "I want to become stronger, but I don't want to be dragged into the water by you. I feel so tangled."