Longevity begins with taking care of the master's wife

In Qingyun Palace.

The leader, Qing Yuyao, sits on the supreme sect leader's throne in the center above. On both sides are the peak leaders of each peak, and then the elders of each peak.

After Zhou Chen and Li Changhen came in, they stood silently behind Li Changfeng and looked at him secretly.

In the main hall, in addition to the high-level direct descendants of the Qingyun Sect, there are also people from the Tianjian Sect.

Jian Lingtian, the leader of Tianjian Sect, was sitting at the VIP table. He was dressed in black, with long hair shawl, and a stern face, like a sharp sword.

Besides Jian Xiong, there were two men and one woman beside him, all of whom were obviously talented disciples of Tianjian Sect.

Zhou Chen had seen that woman among them, second only to Jianxiong, and third on the Hundred Flowers List, named Gu Changying.

Unlike Jianxiong, Gu Changying wears a red jersey, giving people a cool and passionate feeling.

A pair of fox eyes are charming but fierce, but that's normal. Basically all Tianjian Sect is swordsmen, and Gu Changying is also a peerless swordsman.

Looking away from Gu Changying, Zhou Chen could see that the other two young men were not weak in strength.

"Looks like he's here to cause trouble!"

Zhou Chen couldn't help but look at Jianxiong. He hadn't seen him for half a year. Jianxiong's strength had improved a lot and he was probably not weaker than Li Changhen and Shi Qingxuan.

But Zhou Chen didn't care. Although he was a true successor, he was currently ranked at the bottom. In the eyes of everyone, he had only been introduced for a short time and had the lowest cultivation level.

No one from Tianjian Sect would challenge him.

He just watches the show.

As for exposing his strength to defeat Tianjian Sect, he is not that boring.

Tianjian Sect and Qingyun Sect compete every year, and each has its own victory or defeat. Victory or defeat is not a big deal to the two sects. At most, it just makes them look bad.

But it can also inspire his disciples to practice hard.

What happened was as Zhou Chen guessed. Jian Lingtian and Qing Yuyao chatted for a few words and then got involved with his disciples.

After that, it was a natural competition.

Zhou Chen followed everyone to the Martial Arts Square.

At this time, many Qingyun Sect disciples had gathered in the Martial Arts Square. They all stared at the people of Tianjian Sect with wide eyes, full of curiosity.

Especially among the visitors from the Tianjian Sect, there are two peerless beauties ranked second and third on the Hundred Flowers List.

Although the other party is hostile to the sect.

But that doesn't stop them from having a lsp heart.

"That's the sword hero who ranks second on both the Hundred Flowers List and the Tianjiao List? So beautiful! So sassy! And a little cold!"

Although Jianxiong still dresses in men's clothing, her temperament has changed slightly after being nourished by Zhou Chen, and this change has undoubtedly increased her charm.

Just like Cao Cao loves beautiful women.

That kind of mature woman's style is unmatched by ordinary girls.

"The other one is Gu Changying, who ranks third on the Hundred Flowers List. She really perfectly blends two very different styles, cool and hot. There is a kind of irresistible charm in the contradiction!"

"Jianxiong and Gu Changying are standing together, one is black and the other is red, one is cold and the other is hot, it's really hard to take your eyes away!"

"No wonder Jian Xiong and Gu Changying were able to overtake Uncle Cheng and Senior Sister to rank second and third on the Hundred Flowers List. They are indeed well-deserved!"

The eyes of countless male disciples of Qingyun Sect were widened and they could not move away at all.

However, because Jianxiong and Gu Changying were from the Tianjian Sect, they could only look at it and marvel in their hearts, but did not dare to speak.

brush!

At this moment, a young man in black from the Tianjian Sect lightly jumped onto the ring, with an unruly look on his face and cold eyes:

"Duanmu Kun of Tianjian Sect, come here to ask for advice!"

"It's him!"

"Ranked sixty-nine on the Qingzhou Prodigy List. It is said that last year, he narrowly beat Senior Brother Deng by half a move with his meteor move!"

"Senior Brother Deng has made great progress this year, and he will definitely try to regain his position!"

"Duanmukun can represent Tianjian Sect this time, I'm afraid it will be a big improvement!"

Seeing the unruly young man in black on the stage, many old disciples of the Qingyun Sect recognized his identity. Even if they had never seen him, they had heard of him.

"Duanmukun, I'm here to meet you!"

Black Dragon Peak Senior Brother Deng Yiqiang roared and jumped onto the ring with a gun, vowing to avenge his previous humiliation.

In the first battle last year, he felt that he did not perform well and was very dissatisfied.

Now that his cultivation level has improved and his strength has greatly increased, Deng Yiqiang is full of confidence.

"My defeated general dares to come out and embarrass himself!"

Duanmukun glanced at Deng Yiqiang, with a look of disdain on his face, and sneered:

"Go away, you are not qualified to be my opponent!"

"Arrogant!"

Deng Yiqiang's face turned red. He didn't expect Duanmukun, who narrowly defeated him by half a move last year, to be so crazy.

"We will see each other with admiration after three days of separation!"

"Suffer death!"

Deng's spear shot out like lightning, shooting towards Duanmu Kun like a bolt of lightning.

Countless Qingyun Sect disciples clenched their fists and raised their hearts. Although many people did not like Deng Yiqiang, they still hoped that he could defeat his opponent at this moment.

"Deng Yiqiang may kill the company this time!"

Zhou Chen looked at the two people on the ring and shook his head secretly.

Last year, there may not be much difference in strength between the two, they were evenly matched.

But now...

In Zhou Chen's eyes, Duanmu Kun is much better than Deng Yiqiang.

really.

In just a few moves, Deng was defeated by Duanmukun with a single shot and was seriously injured and fell under the ring.

"How is that possible?"

Deng Yiqiang couldn't accept this cruel blow. Last year they were almost the same. This year he improved one level to level six, but was defeated by Duanmu Kun with a few moves.

There was blood flowing from the sword mark on his chest, but it was not as painful as the bleeding from his heart!

"Senior Brother Deng was defeated so quickly?"

"Is the gap so big this year?"

"That Duanmu Kun was able to become one of the four disciples from the Tianjian Sect, and he is probably enough to be ranked in the top four of the Tianjian Sect's true disciples. It is not surprising that Senior Brother Deng is not his opponent!"

"It seems that Duanmu Kun has a great opportunity this year and has improved greatly!"

Everyone was talking about it. The head of the Qingyun Sect, Qing Yuyao, and other strong men frowned slightly. Although Deng Yiqiang was only ranked ninth in the Qingyun Sect's true disciples, it would be embarrassing for the Qingyun Sect to be defeated so quickly.

"He is getting more and more useless!"

Looking at Deng Yiqiang with an unbelievable look on his face, Duanmu Kun mocked and disdained.

"Puff!"

Deng Yiqiang's face turned red, he opened his mouth, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

"I will..."

Ranked fifth in the true disciples, Niu Zhentian, the senior brother of Niu Mofeng, was about to speak, but was held down by a purple-clothed youth.

"I will!"

The purple-clothed youth was holding a long sword, and it was Song Ziyi, the senior brother of Tiandaofeng.

Song Ziyi's true teaching ranked fourth, with eleven turns of body refining, second only to Master Qingxuan, Li Changhen and Yuhuang Peak's chief Ji Changfa.

"You are very arrogant!"

Song Ziyi jumped onto the stage, her eyes calm as water, but she was full of anger in her heart.

"Arrogance is also a skill!"

Duanmu Kun sneered, and his heart became solemn. He and Deng Yiqiang only had five turns of body refining last year. Even if he had a great opportunity, he could not be like Zhou Chen.

Although he was much stronger than Deng Yiqiang, he only had nine turns of body refining.

"It depends on whether you have that ability!"

Song Ziyi drew her sword.

The sword flashed, and Duanmu Kun was chopped away by a terrible sharpness before he could even see clearly, and fell heavily under the stage, seriously injured.

"It feels so boring!"

Zhou Chen was not interested, and wanted to leave but couldn't leave. It was really boring to watch these noobs fighting each other.

If you have this time, wouldn't it be nice to practice Taoism?

"The beauty is on stage!"

Looking at the bored Zhou Chen, Li Changhen whispered.

I saw Gu Changying from the Tianjian Sect, dressed in red, with a hot body and a pair of charming long legs, lightly leaping onto the stage.

As she fell, the wind blew the hem of her robe open, revealing a section of her white and straight calves, which made the male disciples excited and slightly stiffened to show respect.

"Gu Changying from the Tianjian Sect, please teach me!"

Gu Changying smiled slightly, and her charming style made many people lose their minds for a while.

And her enemies are often cut in the throat by her fast sword during this moment of distraction.

Dang!

Song Ziyi raised his long sword and blocked the fatal sword that went straight to his throat. His vest was wet with cold sweat and he was still frightened.

This woman is really unethical!

That was close!

Song Ziyi was furious and fought back with a knife. The sharp blood-colored knife energy split the space and slashed towards Gu Changying.

Dangdangdang!

Gu Changying was not to be outdone, and swung out a sword to block the knife.

"Kill!"

Song Ziyi seemed to be in a state of frenzy, with each sword being more fierce and faster than the last. The long sword in his hand was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, slashing wildly without any scruples, and the knife energy was rampant and diffused.

Dangdangdangdang...

Gu Changying was not to be outdone, and the two fought fiercely. The collision of the sword and the knife, in an instant, the entire platform was filled with sharp sword and knife energy.

The figures of the two were completely covered and difficult to see with the naked eye!

Swish!

Swish!

The two figures flew backwards and confronted each other again.

The two of them began to breathe rapidly.

The previous fight was evenly matched, and both of them were fully committed and did not dare to be careless.

"It's great!"

Song Ziyi looked at Gu Changying, whose chest was heaving and panting slightly, with fanatical eyes:

"Come again!"

Gu Changying did not speak, and the two collided again.

This battle

The two fought for half an hour, which stunned countless disciples. The three-meter-high ring was only half a meter high, and was flattened by two and a half meters.

In the end, the two left the ring in a tie.

In the Tianjian Sect, except for Jian Xiong, the remaining young man who did not fight jumped onto the ring.

"Yang Fan from the Tianjian Sect, please teach me!"

"Senior sister, it's enough for you to go up and kill him!"

Zhou Chen said to Li Changhen.

As for Jian Xiong, let Shi Qingxuan go.

Senior sister, save some strength for him...

"Okay!"

Li Changhen jumped onto the ring to fight Yang Fan.

Yang Fan is the second true disciple of the Tianjian Sect. He is extraordinary and has about thirteen turns of body refining. He fought with Li Changhen for hundreds of moves and was finally defeated.

Although Li Changhen won, he consumed a lot of energy.

It is impossible to fight again.

The final stage is undoubtedly left to the two senior sisters of the sect.

Shi Qingxuan VS Jian Xiong!

"I can't lose!"

Shi Qingxuan was fierce in her heart and her expression was firm.

She finally defeated Li Changhen and became the real senior sister of Qingyun Sect. The honor of Qingyun Sect cannot be defeated by her.

"Tianjian Sect, Jianxiong!"

"Qingyun Sect, Shi Qingxuan!"

The two did not waste any extra words, and the battle broke out instantly.

Both of them are sword masters, and both are peerless beauties on the Tianjiao List and Baihua List.

The battle between the two made everyone stare with eyes wide open, and they did not blink, for fear of missing a single bit.

"Jianxiong's cultivation is similar to Shi Qingxuan's, and the Sky-supporting Sword has not yet been practiced. The two seem to be evenly matched..."

Zhou Chen observed Jianxiong and Shi Qingxuan. If the gap was not big, it would be difficult to tell the winner with their current cultivation.

Sure enough.

This battle went directly from the sun to the sunset, and the setting sun was like blood.

However, the continuous high-intensity battle made the two exhausted at this moment, and the competition was about whose will was stronger.

"It's getting late, how about a draw?"

Qing Yuyao said.

In fact, if they fight to the death, Jianxiong will most likely win miserably.

Although the two are about the same strength, Jianxiong's experience is obviously stronger and more ruthless than Shi Qingxuan's, so his winning rate is naturally higher.

"good!"

Although Jian Lingtian was a little regretful that Jianxiong did not defeat Shi Qingxuan, it would not be easy for the two of them to decide the winner. If the source was hurt, the gain would not be worth the loss.

Jianxiong and Shi Qingxuan stopped, their breaths were messy, they were panting heavily, their plump chests were rising and falling, making countless men's eyes widen.

After the competition ended, because it was getting late, Jian Lingtian and the five members of the Tianjian Sect rested temporarily at Qingyun Gate.

Seeing this, Zhou Chen was in high spirits and felt his blood boiling all over his body.

Based on his strength, he is the number one true successor of Qingyun Sect.

If the Tianjian Sect came to challenge him, why would he not fight?

Senior Sister failed to defeat Jianxiong, so it seemed she could only rely on him.

Tonight he had to beat Jianxiong until he cried bitterly and called his father.

Everyone dispersed and Zhou Chen returned home.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

A white shadow flashed past, got into Zhou Chen's arms, revealed a snow-white head, and looked at Zhou Chen with a pair of smart fox eyes.

The little fox was brought to Shenjian Peak by Zhou Chen and he didn't care much about it. It was kept in a free range state. Anyway, there were few people in Shenjian Peak and the land was large, so it was allowed to play.

In the past six months, Zhou Chen has made many elixirs after becoming an alchemist. Every time he made a new elixir, the little fox was the first to enjoy it.

Under Zhou Chen's elixir, the little fox not only grew a lot stronger, it was now the size of a fat cat, and its fur was shiny, soft and silky.

Zhou Chen rubbed the little fox's head, took out a pill and threw it into the little fox's mouth.

The little fox opened his mouth and swallowed, with a look of satisfaction on his face. He smacked his lips and looked at Zhou Chen with unfulfilled interest.

"What a glutton!"

Zhou Chen fed one again.

After feeding three pellets in a row, the little fox was satisfied and jumped up and down to play.

"Master!"

Fairy Tianxiang came to Zhou Chen with tea. In the past six months, her cultivation level had improved tremendously, and she was now at the ninth level of body refining.

Because Zhou Chen refined the remaining three dragon tree blood lotus seeds into twelve golden body pills, Zhou Chen gave her two pills, allowing her to complete the cultivation of the eighth level of body refining in half a month. Entering the ninth level of body refining.

Like Fairy Tianxiang, Zhao Shirong also received two pills from Zhou Chen to help her enter the ninth level of body refining.

With Zhou Chen's support, Yu Youwei, Gu Qiushui and Li Qingxia's cultivation levels have skyrocketed, and they are now at the seventh level of body training.

Qin Hongyu started the latest, but she also has the sixth level of body refining.

Ji Fengxia and Liu Ruyi, who practice Shinto, may have grown rapidly because of the gods and the dual cultivation of Ri Ri and Zhou Chen's souls.

Ji Fengxia has broken through Qi Refining and been promoted to Foundation Building.

Liu Ruyi also reached the ninth level of Qi refining.

Zhou Chen picked up the teacup, took a sip, put it on the table aside, and patted his thigh.

Fairy Tianxiang understood, and spread her plump buttocks and sat on Zhou Chen's lap.

She put a pair of white tender lotus-root arms around Zhou Chen's neck, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her breath was like orchid.

"Hey, it's empty?"

Zhou Chen's Lushan claws had naturally stretched into Fairy Tianxiang's dress, but he didn't expect a surprise.

"Master, do you like it?"

Fairy Tianxiang snorted and smiled.

"like!"

Zhou Chen's heart felt hot. It seemed that the gift originally given to Jianxiong was going to be stolen by Fairy Tianxiang.

Zhou Chen put his arms around Fairy Tianxiang's soft waist, stood up with her in his arms, and turned her around so that her back was facing him.

Fairy Tianxiang clasped the side of the desk with both hands, leaned over and turned back, giving Zhou Chen a look that seemed angry or resentful:

"Young Master knows how to manipulate slaves..."

"Isn't this what you were thinking?"

Zhou Chen smiled, and Fairy Tianxiang came running just wearing a long dress. Didn't she just miss him?

If he doesn't act, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to Fairy Tianxiang?

"Young master is so bad..."

"Yeah?"

Zhou Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly with a wicked smile, rolled up her skirt to her waist, kissed her white cheek gently, and whispered:

"Fairy, remember to keep your voice down. You don't want Hongyu and Shirong to hear it, right?"

Fairy Tianxiang was startled and gave Zhou Chen a hard look.

What a badass.

Just know how to bully her.

Fairy Tianxiang raised a white jade hand, biting the back of her hand with her silver teeth.

The next moment.

Fairy Tianxiang's pupils shrank, and then she couldn't help but raise her snow-white swan neck, and her three thousand black hairs also flew up. . . . .

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