My cultivation script went astray

Chen Lang sat there, concentrating on refining the millstone and did not respond.

For a moment, the atmosphere was strangely deadlocked. Four people came from the Qingmu Sect this time, all of them were supremes of the younger generation, but the bad news was that Lu Chen was the strongest among them.

This made the other three people a little embarrassed. They surrounded Chen Lang and exchanged glances with each other to discuss whether to take action.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Lang, you have a few tricks, I like it." The female cultivator from Wu Zhong Sect chuckled.

On the other side, the bald man's eyes wandered on the three people of the Qingmu Sect, and he persuaded: "Guys, although Fellow Daoist Chen has killed quite a few of you, it's not a big deal. They all apologized just now, didn't they?

Give me a face, everything is in harmony, let this matter go. Besides, you are the leader of the alliance, so you must set an example of magnanimity. "

Zhou Yuanxing sat silently and listened, complaining in his heart. These people undoubtedly pushed the Qingmu Sect into the fire pit. Can killing hundreds of people be considered a small matter? But according to the temperaments of both parties, this conflict is inevitable.

He only hoped that the conflict would not become too big, otherwise as disciples of the Tianjian Sect, they would have to make a choice, which would affect the relationship between the sect.

During the stalemate, Chen Lang had completed the refining. He stretched out his hand and the huge millstone quickly shrank, turned into the size of a weight, and fell into his hand.

The three members of the Qingmu Sect were on the verge of breaking out, but finally, they successfully controlled their impulses.

Seeing the millstone falling into Chen Lang's hands, it was the ancestral weapon in Lu Chen's hand. It had once destroyed the Golden Core cultivator, but now even Lu Chen himself was still held by the incense burner, making jingling noises inside.

Forget it, the revenge for seizing the magic weapon is irreconcilable, let Senior Brother Lu Chen personally avenge it later.

"You have taken all your things, put away your stove." A person from the Qingmu Sect said.

Chen Lang ignored it at all, "It's okay. I have many magic weapons, so it won't be a problem if I leave them there."

"..." Is this a question of whether it is in the way or not?

The three of them took one last look at the incense burner and thought that they could only help him get here. As long as their lives were not in danger, it would not be a big problem.

"You Qingmu Sect people are so timid, even more timid than my father." Zhong Yuling sat on a chair in the open-air building, his legs dangling back and forth.

This made the three members of the Qingmu Sect who were suppressing their tempers furious. They looked over indifferently, "Who are you?"

If neither foot touches the ground, who is going to do the task and bring the child here?

"I am Chen Lang's sister."

Chen Lang’s sister?

The three of them lost their temper immediately, remained silent for a moment, and said, "It's getting dark, they're coming soon, please pay attention to respond."

Some laughter came from somewhere in the crowd, which was very harsh.

…

The manager rearranged the rooms for more than a dozen people. A group of people sat around the table, divided into four teams, and kept a clear distance from each other.

After a conflict, the Tianjian Sect undoubtedly became the focus. Li Rui was familiar with them and talked freely, but the three of the Qingmu Sect had been silent. Maybe they were relatively low-key.

After a while, the female cultivator from Wu End Sect pushed open the door and clapped her hands, "Everyone, please be quiet. I have something I want to discuss with you. Everyone knows it."

"You want to ask about that ancient relic?" Li Rui asked.

"That's right."

The female cultivator from Wu End Sect pursed her lips slightly and said with a smile: "I think everyone knows about this, but I don't..."

"etc."

Chen Lang raised his hand, "I don't know, don't skip it."

The female cultivator was very interested in Chen Lang and teased: "The Dung Immortal learned from Zhong Haoran, and his skills are so extraordinary, how can he not even know about this kind of thing?"

"I'm a casual cultivator. I don't know if this is normal." If nothing else, Chen Lang was very interested in these things.

"You also know that you are a casual cultivator."

The three members of the Qingmu Sect were thinking silently that after today, this Chen Lang would definitely be reported and his qualifications for joint operations would be deprived.

"Then let me tell you."

The female cultivator explained, "Two or three years ago, there were some ancient ruins in Mucheng. They had quite strong divinity and were from the alien beast clan. They were taken away by a noble family at that time and were never seen again.

But not long after, the Pingtian Sect massacred the city, and the whereabouts of those ancient immortal remains were unknown, but according to reliable information, they were probably in the hands of our target today. "

After a brief explanation, she revealed her true intention, "I have done some research, and it should be in the hands of one of the Jindan Cult Leaders, but I haven't found out who it is. After all, there are too many people. Do you have any clues?"

"No." The bald man from the Diamond Palace replied immediately.

A member of the Qingmu Sect said calmly, "Any questions? It depends on luck. Whoever gets it gets it."

"Guys, this is not a matter of luck." The female cultivator said, "If you can't lock the target, how can you force them to hand it over? Do you want to see that thing surface, or do you want to see it disappear? "

Li Rui said, "The person who took the real body must not be able to resist the temptation to use it. The aura cannot be concealed. When the time comes, we will check them one by one and we will always find it."

"That means you haven't found it either." The female cultivator smiled slightly and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter who gets it, it's everyone's luck, but if the real body appears, I want to pay a lot of money to accept it. , I hope you don’t keep it secretly.”

"This is a treasure. Who would take action?" The bald man said with a smile: "I think you have a lot of money?"

The female cultivator made an offer, "One million spiritual stones."

This moved some people. If they asked for millions of spirit stones, there would definitely be a chance to bargain. This was quite a generous offer.

Chen Lang raised his hand again.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, do you have any clues?" The female cultivator's eyes lit up. Strange people often see strange things. She had high expectations for Chen Lang.

"I want to ask what the true skeleton is for?" Chen Lang asked.

The female cultivator was silent for a moment and didn't want to talk to him.

Why is this person like this, teasing me?

"The rope for breaking the golden elixir, the medicine lead." Zhou Yuanxing explained beside him.

It is the material needed for breaking the realm golden elixir. Chen Lang nodded, "I know, but I have an opinion. Why make so much trouble? No matter who it is, just kill it together."

"Do you think it's all you? Do things without considering the consequences." A person from Qingmu Sect spoke coldly.

"What are the consequences?" Chen Lang asked.

The man stopped talking.

"The consequence is being targeted." The female cultivator glanced at Chen Lang and said with a smile, "After all, casual cultivators are also cultivators. They can't be offended casually, right?"

This embarrassed the three people from Qingmu Sect. Once a person is forbearing, everyone dares to ridicule him.

"It depends on the person." Chen Lang said, "For example, I am more magnanimous and generally don't hold grudges."

"That's right, I'll take revenge on the spot." Zhong Yuling was sure.

"Then there's really no need to hold grudges." The female cultivator laughed, "Everyone, I've said everything I should say. If any of you pick it up, welcome to come to me. The price is negotiable."

After a brief exchange, some people left the scene. They had different levels of cultivation, and some were far from the golden elixir level and were not very interested in the thing.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard.

After a moment, the window opened by itself, and the incense burner flew back to Chen Lang's hand.

Then, Lu Chen, with bruises under his eyes and blood on the corners of his mouth, pushed the door open.

"I know."

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