Fantasy: My Cultivation Technique Will Self-Cultivation

Chapter Ninety

Seeing He Mao still looked curious, Bai Qingyi sighed.

He shook his head and said: “Back then, the demon sect demon tried to harm the people of the world, but was blocked by the 72 peaks of my righteous and supreme immortal sect. So the demon sect demon intended to take my Sect 72. peak!”

At this point, Sect Leader Bai Tsingyi felt that this way the story would be longer.

So he paused, and then said: “Later, the various branches of the Demon Sect came from the alliance, and it is really my Sect rival! The other party has been unable to attack for a long time, and this Sect is also under great pressure! The two sides have been deadlocked for more than ten years… But, I Sect Since I created the school… Later, when I Sect a wizard cared about the Patriarch, I broke into the Demon Sect with a personal risk, intending to disintegrate the opponent’s alliance from the inside.”

Seeing this, it would take a long time to explain, so Bai Qingyi drank a sip of tea.

Then he decided to omit it even more. He paused for a while before saying: “As a result, he cared about the Patriarch but was suspected by the Demon Sect, in order to pretend to be loyal; he passed his peerless magic to the Demon Sect. The demon, in order to gain the trust of the other party, the result was successful…then the Demon Sect Alliance was disintegrated. It’s just this magical skill, just…”

Hearing this, He Maocai finally understood.

At this time, Xiangshen nodded and said, “Yes, in fact, when you care about Patriarch’s doing this, there is still a lot of controversy; and after teaching this supreme Cultivation Technique to the Demon Sect, he was there. The trust of some people within Sect has been lost.”

Bai Qingyi nodded, motioning to continue speaking to God.

Xiangshen continued: “So he cared about Patriarch, and stopped competing for the position of Sect Leader; he was willing to be a sweeper of Sect, and devoted all these years to Sect silently.”

Bai Qingyi sighed and said: “That’s right, and later everyone learned that in order to gain the trust of the demon sect demon, Caring Patriarch taught the supreme Cultivation Technique to the other party, but caring Patriarch also kept an eye on it.”

Xiang Shen didn’t understand this issue as thoroughly as Bai Qingyi.

So he and He Mao hurriedly agreed in unison, and asked, “Why does he care about Patriarch?”

Bai Tsing Yi pondered…

After Ye Chenfu finished drinking the tea, he found that the other party hadn’t brought some food.

So he felt a little speechless, and he looked over carefully, only to find that there seemed to be no preparation at all.

He remembered again at this time. When he came here, he had heard the conversation between Bai Qingteng and the old woman in a vague manner. Didn’t he say that there was food?

So Ye Chenfu reached his head and looked over again, but at this moment, he felt a sudden dizziness hit, and there was a sound similar to falling sand in his head.

“Ding! The host’s consciousness is about to be unconscious, warning!” It was the voice of the system that immediately rang in his mind.

Ye Chenfu immediately realized that there was definitely a problem with the tea just now, but at this time he was already regretting it.

And he hurriedly looked at the senior sisters like Wang Yourong and Wang Yourong who were sitting across the table, only to find that not only they had fainted on the table, but also several other junior brothers and one junior sister had also passed out.

Looking at Hu Dalang sitting next to him, he found that he seemed to be dead a long time ago.

Ye Chenfu was about to struggle, so he looked around, only to find that the disciples around had fainted.

Finally, he couldn’t hold on anymore, and he passed out on the table, but because he was just about to stand up, Hu Dalang’s body on the side of the bench turned up.

So this end of the bench hit his ass. As a result, his body weakened and he was smashed to the ground and passed out into a coma.

I don’t know how long it took, Ye Chenfu gradually regained consciousness.

At this moment, Ye Chenfu felt that in just a moment, he felt a cool breath running in his body, and this breath immediately made own head become clear and clear.

“System, what’s the situation? Are you dead?” Ye Chenfu was a little worried that the system had disappeared at this critical time, so he asked in his heart quickly.

At this time, Ye Chenfu felt that his own hands and feet could move, but he still didn’t dare to move rashly.

Because he looked around, but after his nose regained his sense of smell, he smelled a bloody smell. Fortunately, the bloody smell was not very strong.

Moreover, the brothers who fainted just now were still in the same way they were just now, and they were not slaughtered.

The tea on the table might have been knocked over just now, so the hot tea dripped dripping from the table at this time.

The hot tea dripped directly, lying on the backs of the ups and downs of the leaves on the ground, and at this time, it had already penetrated directly into his clothes.

So Ye Chenfu was overjoyed, because the hot tea indicated that it hadn’t been long yet.

So Ye Chenfu immediately remembered. It felt very hot when he drank tea just now, and it still feels like that now.

So he immediately judged that the time he passed out in a coma, or just a few minutes.

Because when I fell to the ground just now, I didn’t feel any pain or anything, so I was in a coma just now, but now I wake up very quickly.

“Host, Cultivation Technique is mobilizing your psychic power, so you can get the current Qingming!” The voice of the system rang without any emotion, as indifferent as a VIP without additional fees.

Ye Chenfu immediately relaxed when he heard the explanation of the system.

At the same time, a loud noise came not far from his side, Ye Chenfu didn’t move…

Although he was sure that he could move at this time, he had better not move until he didn’t know the situation; after all, he saw some disciples around him, and he fainted directly on the ground.

Ye Chenfu guessed that those disciples wouldn’t be fainted quickly just like him; instead, they passed out when they raised a cup and stood up to drink tea.

“White Ivy! You pay my son back!”

It was the voice of the old woman who came over just now, Ye Chenfu sounded familiar, but it was a little different.

Ye Chenfu couldn’t believe his own eyes, because the rickety old man just now was chasing fast with the old woman, bleeding while running the white vines.

But Bai Shaohai, who had been by Bai Qingteng’s side, was still missing at this time.

Anyway, Ye Chenfu looked at it carefully, but couldn’t find it.

Bai Qingteng ran over not far from Ye Chenfu. Ye Chenfu only noticed that Bai Qingteng seemed to have lost an arm.

Upon closer inspection, I found that Bai Qingteng was indeed missing his right arm, because he was covering the wound on his right arm with his left hand while running, and the blood flowing from his right arm never stopped.