My cultivation script went astray

The Hundred-Faced Demon came to an abrupt end.

"Okay, it's not bad. I'll go to Qin's house next. Just follow my plan."

Chen Lang raised his arm. This was completely different from his body to survive the calamity. Because there was an extra layer of blood power in his body, he didn't know how much combat power he had now.

"Well, it's up to you."

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord was somewhat depressed. Mastering the ancient immortal magic of obscene fire should be a great thing, but why was he feeling unhappy?

Chen Lang didn't stay long. After trying to make up for it, he left with the wretched ancient corpse.

"You brought this man here. Do you know why he is not afraid of the cursed bell? Can he be used like that?" the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord asked the sedan next to him.

"I have no idea."

"You need to know." The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord said, "He is a bit special. Maybe he is not bragging. He may pose a threat to your brother in the future."

"My brother will never be so petty like you." The man in the sedan said.

The Hundred-Faced Demon King was speechless.

…

A few days later, Chen Lang set out to Qin's house.

Zhong Haoran was the only one accompanying him, and the other elders objected. This was too dangerous, and the Qin family clearly had no good intentions this time.

In particular, the Qin family also invited some big figures from the Qingmu Sect and Diamond Palace, and they all had some grudges with Chen Lang.

In the end, it was the leader of the Tianjian Sect who finalized the plan. He also believed that the Qin family did not dare to make any big moves. It was not like he had never fought against the two old guys from the Qin family.

"Chen Lang, you have come from afar. Welcome." An elder from the Wuzhong Sect stood up and toasted Chen Lang.

This is a very high salary. After all, Chen Lang is just a disciple who has not yet graduated.

Chen Lang glanced at the table. There were all kinds of wine and delicacies on the table, but he was not interested in it. He only did some fancy things. Can eating improve his cultivation level?

With a bang, the huge wretched ancient corpse fell on the dining table. Although it was an ancient relic, it was still a corpse. It was really embarrassing to just throw it on the table.

Opposite, several young disciples stood up and stared at Chen Lang, but were scolded by the elders around them to sit down.

Those disciples sat down with a cold face, "Chen Lang, I have treated you very politely at Wu Zhong Sect. I am not asking you to do anything this time. I hope you will understand clearly."

As for the guests from the Qingmu Sect, they looked at Chen Lang with murderous intent in their eyes. Everything that was supposed to happen had come, and it was time to put an end to it this time.

"Hey, don't hurt your kindness, eat, eat everything."

The elder of the Qin family calmed down the atmosphere, looked at Chen Lang again, and said with a smile, "Are you worried that I would poison the food?"

"I'm not interested. I've brought everything. Let me see your goods sometime." Chen Lang said.

"Exchange what should be exchanged as soon as possible. I am a disciple with a straight temper. Please be considerate." Zhong Haoran also said that he was not interested in these polite things.

"Elder Zhong is also a cheerful person." Hall Master Qin smiled slightly and said: "But since it is a discussion, wouldn't it seem dry if we don't discuss it first?"

He stretched out his hand to greet several people around him, all of whom were young disciples. "They are all elites from various sects. They have heard about the name of Fellow Taoist Chen Lang for a long time, and they want to learn from each other. Little Fellow Chen Lang, you should not hesitate to ask for advice, right?"

"It's really troublesome." Chen Lang said.

"Then I take it as consent?" Hall Master Qin smiled lightly.

"Who are you fighting with?" Chen Lang looked at the minions who were looking at him, "Them?"

"Fellow Taoist, don't underestimate them. They are all the most outstanding figures in each sect. If you are careless, you will not get any benefits."

"As for the time and place, it will be tomorrow."

Chen Lang nodded and left the table. The Qin family arranged a room, which was extremely luxurious.

He took out a list of the Taoist opponents assigned to him by Wu Zhongmen.

After all, people have to lower their heads when they are under the eaves. Talking about Tao is just a matter of effort.

Then, he took the list, black scales appeared on his arms, and walked out.

…

"He won't eat this food either."

"Did you really see that there was something inside?" the Qin family elder said in a low voice.

Hall Master Qin stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression unwavering, "It doesn't matter, if we don't take action, someone will do it, otherwise why would they accept the invitation?"

People have arrived, and Chen Lang is now threatening all the descendants of many sects. He can't sit still, and the Qingmu Sect, King Kong Palace, etc. can't sit still.

In this era, it all depends on whether a hundred flowers bloom or a single one thrives.

"Hall Master."

A disciple of Wu Zhi Sect has arrived.

"I'll give you a task." The hall leader said, "You, challenge Chen Lang tomorrow."

"good."

The disciple's eyes were determined, "I will never disgrace my orders."

"What are you going to do?" The hall master frowned, "You don't think you can beat him, do you?"

When he said something at the banquet, he actually didn't have any hope for these disciples at all. He just wanted to numb Chen Lang's nerves and make him careless.

"What is that?" The disciple was puzzled. If I don't try my best to win, how can I lose?

The hall leader took out a tubular prop with a dark edge inside, and a faint murderous intention emerged.

"You go fight him tomorrow. If you can't beat him, use this thing to kill him. Remember, you only have one chance."

The disciple was surprised, "Master, do you have so little confidence in my cultivation?"

He knew that Chen Lang was very strong, but he was not a weakling either. He could not accept such a dishonorable method.

"Listen."

The hall master said calmly: "Don't think about defeating him. What chance do you have of winning? I know better than you that this Chen Lang is no longer something you young people can deal with.

If you want to win glory for the family and avenge the brothers he killed, you can only do this. I will take care of the rest. "

At this moment, Qingmu Sect was also brewing a plan.

"Kill him."

An elder said that they had no psychological burden. No matter what, they must not let him go this time.

"Remember, you can use any means and any method, don't worry about the consequences. He and my Qingmu Sect are life and death enemies. If you don't get rid of him, the consequences will be borne by your fellow apprentices."

"Yes." The disciple responded, with some compassion in his heart. It was immoral to do so, but if Chen Lang didn't die, his fellow apprentices would not have a good life.

This is the world. If Chen Lang was a descendant of a big family, he might appreciate him more, but unfortunately he was not, so he could only be cleared out.

"I will open a way for the sect. "He returned to the room and stroked the sharp blade in his hand. Tomorrow he would face a life-and-death duel, so he had to prepare in advance.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the door.

He had black scales on his arms and some on his face. He was very calm, but there was a terrifying aura hidden in his body. The Qingmu Sect disciple frowned and could not recognize who this person was for a while.

Suddenly, he recognized him from his careless eyes.

"Chen Lang? What are you doing?" The Qingmu Sect disciple immediately became alert. Did the elder's instructions get heard? But he was not ready yet.

"Discuss the Dao."

Chen Lang said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

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