The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

During the days when Ouyang and others were waiting for Leng Qingsong to wake up, most of Chen Changsheng's thoughts were in the Qingyun Sect far away.

Regarding Ling Feng's invitation, Chen Changsheng was uncertain. For this senior brother Ling whose temperament had changed drastically, he had very few memories from his previous life.

After being stabbed in the back by Zu Yuan, Ling Feng never appeared in his memory again.

And now because he killed Zu Yuan, Ling Feng, who was supposed to be dead, is still alive and well. It can be said that Ling Feng is also a variable now.

In the secret room in Xiaofeng Mountain, Chen Changsheng, who was dressed in purple robe, looked at the visiting paper man on the altar in front of him. He thought for a long time and finally made up his mind to follow Ling Feng.

As long as all variables are eliminated, everything will move in the direction you want to see!

I relive my life in order to turn the tide and save the entire world!

Even if Ling Feng wanted to take action against him, it would only cost him a puppet, which was not a big loss to him.

Having made up his mind, Chen Changsheng received a message from Ling Feng two days later and happily went to the appointment.

When walking on the mountain path of Qingyun Peak again, Chen Changsheng keenly discovered that Qingyun Peak was different from the past.

The Qingyun Peak disciples walking on the mountain path all had hurried expressions on their faces, and the sense of urgency and annoyance between their brows was something Chen Changsheng had never seen before.

Suddenly, on the plank road in front, a disciple of Qingyun Peak drew his sword and struck another disciple. The person who took action stabbed the other unlucky man in the shoulder with his sword.

"Junior brother, I'm offended!" The disciple who took action did not feel guilty at all. Instead, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to pull off the opponent's waistband and ran towards the top of the mountain.

The man who was stabbed was full of fear and resentment. He glared at the senior brother who ran towards the top of the mountain, covering his wounds and preparing to go down the mountain.

"Senior brother, what happened?" Chen Changsheng stopped the unfortunate guy who was about to go down the mountain and asked politely.

When he saw Chen Changsheng, who was wearing a silver-white mask, the expression on the injured unfortunate man's face changed rapidly. He tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and said with a standard salute: "Greetings to Senior Brother Chen Changsheng, the Holy Son of Qingyun Sect!"

Every word, every cadence, is as standard as a machine!

Chen Changsheng, who was behind the mask, frowned and raised his hand to help the unfortunate guy in front of him, but the unfortunate guy hurriedly lowered his head and said humbly: "Brother, this is what Senior Brother Ling Feng asked for. Senior brother must bend down and salute until senior brother leaves!"

Chen Changsheng was surprised by such a respectful and humble method used to highlight the majesty of his senior brother, but he still asked: "Why did that person stab you just now?"

The unlucky guy bent over and never dared to raise his head and said: "Senior Brother Lingfeng said that I was too lazy to wait. Starting from the day before yesterday, Qingyun Peak started the last elimination mechanism. The senior brother and I are closer in ranking. Finally, I lost in the competition just now and he won, so I can only challenge others and get other people's waist cards, otherwise I will be kicked out of Qingyun Peak, or even Qingyun Sect!"

Chen Changsheng's brows had formed into a knot. He opened his mouth and asked: "Would the head of the family agree to such a thing?"

"The leader agreed, but it was limited to a competition, so the senior brother just kept his hand, but he just stabbed my shoulder, otherwise it would have been my throat!" The unlucky guy bent even harder. , the pain in his shoulder made him tremble all over.

Hearing that the headmaster also agreed, Chen Changsheng sighed softly and said in a low voice: "Why are we all from the same sect like this?"

Hearing Chen Changsheng's sigh, the unfortunate man rarely defended Ling Feng and said, "Senior Brother Chen, Senior Brother Ling Feng actually did something right, and this is all for our own good. After all, Qingyun Peak does not raise waste!"

Chen Changsheng asked the unlucky guy to heal his wounds. The unlucky guy bent down to salute and missed Chen Changsheng, so he dared to raise his waist, covering his shoulders and using real energy to heal himself, while looking for an opponent who could win the waist card!

The entire Qingyun Peak exuded an aura of tension and defensiveness, and all the former classmates seemed to have become opponents at this moment.

Those who don't have a waist card will frantically look for fellow disciples who are weaker than themselves to seize the waist card, while those who have a waist card are always on guard to see if someone wants to take away their waist card.

Along the way, Chen Changsheng's steps seemed a little heavy, and he heard the cry of a crane.

Chen Changsheng looked up and saw Ling Feng, who was wearing a luxurious gold silk Taoist robe, standing on top of the crane. He looked at him with a smile and said, "Junior Brother Chen, it's time for us to leave!"

"Senior brother, is this approach too cruel?" Chen Changsheng asked, standing on the stone steps and looking at Ling Feng in the sky.

"Is it cruel? Do you mean the rules I just established?" Ling Feng answered knowingly.

Seeing Chen Changsheng staring at him without any fear, Ling Feng laughed loudly, then lowered his head and looked at Chen Changsheng seriously and asked: "Junior brother is also a monk. We monks are meant to compete with the sky, and with Earth Dou, for the sake of the Dao, always be careful, Qingyun Sect protects us and allows us to practice with peace of mind, but when they grow to the out-of-body stage and leave the Qingyun Sect, what will happen to them who are not experienced in the world? "

Chen Changsheng naturally understood what Ling Feng said. In his previous life, when he was only in the pill-forming stage, he saw the Qingyun Sect wiped out with his own eyes. Under the protection of his senior brother Ouyang, he lived an ignoble existence.

Without the blessing of Qingyun Sect, he would have a narrow escape from death in his cultivation.

During the three or three days of tribulation in the Nascent Soul stage and the three or nine days of tribulation in the combined stage, he had narrowly escaped death every time.

Not to mention the endless dangers in the outside world. After the sect was destroyed, order was lost, and everyone was competing for the few resources.

Killing and stealing has become common sense among monks, and abandoning the light and turning to darkness has become the only way for monks to survive!

In the future, countless tragedies will be staged before Chen Changsheng's eyes, and more monks who are desperate for this world will commit suicide!

The future is a hundred times crueler than what we imagined now, and this is also the biggest obstacle in Chen Changsheng's heart.

Ouyang repeatedly warned himself that for him, Ouyang's words only raised the bottom line in his heart.

Is life good now? It's wonderful. In his previous life, Chen Changsheng wouldn't even dare to do this in his dreams.

But everything will disappear. After the catastrophe comes, everything will be swallowed up by darkness!

The more cruel the future becomes, the crazier Chen Changsheng becomes in wanting to keep the beauty in front of him!

Ling Feng saw Chen Changsheng's struggle, his eyes shone with a strange light, and he spoke softly but firmly:

"I treat them harshly so that they can have more ability to survive in the future. After all, we are not the protagonists of destiny, but why can't we fight for it? At least we must fight for survival, right?"