My Master is Lin Zhengying

Waiting for departure, to the land of Bashu...

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Chapter 860 Life

There are more than 600 disciples in Maoshan, except for the [-] people who are the mainstay.

The rest of the more than 300 people are all the disciples recruited by Uncle Jiu after he succeeded to the throne.

Now, half a year has passed.

Some disciples with good talents have reached the realm of the fifth heaven of the yellow rank.

Of course, in more than half a year, there are still very few people who have reached the fifth heaven of the yellow rank, only three or two.

After all, such a disciple is really talented.

More, only the second and third heavens of the yellow rank.

Three Heavens belonged to those with outstanding aptitude.

There are even some first-tier disciples.

These disciples are stronger than ordinary people.

Then the spell will be cast.

In the face of wandering ghosts, there may be a battle.

If you hit a white-clothed ghost, it's useless.

Let them participate in this final battle and attack the main altar of Qijue Sect.

In fact, it was also a helpless move, after all, the influence of Qijuemen is very huge.

And in the middle of the Great War between Good and Evil, the Qijue Sect has obviously shrunk its strength.

As for why, no one knows.

Therefore, maximizing the gathering of strength may also create opportunities for the final victory.

There are many other situations like Maoshan.

All sects are pretty much the same.

Let some old, weak and sick remain gatekeepers.

Then the sect went up and down and dispatched on a large scale.

The purpose is to completely wipe out the Qijue Sect in this final battle.

Let this world be clarified, and there will no longer be evil spirits doing crooked ways and harming the world.

After boarding the boat, Nan Chen seemed relatively silent.

Watching the boat slowly leave the water pier, I was filled with emotion.

Another battle, the final battle.

Can I survive the final battle?

Can the battle between good and evil be won?

When facing Qiu Sheng, did he really want to kill him?

Can Shangguan Ronghui return to reality?

and many more……

There are too many questions in Nan Chen's mind.

On the other hand, his juniors and juniors were so excited that they were dying of excitement.

How can there be a sense of oppression in the battle between good and evil?

One by one felt that this was a trip.

Still discussing how many demons I want to kill, how many demons I want to destroy!

Nan Chen was just like that, sitting in the cabin.

Not as cheerful as before.

Apart from looking at the green mountains on both sides of the strait and passing the boat every day, he practiced breathing in the cabin.

In a blink of an eye, another day passed.

Nan Chen had dinner and walked out of the cabin.

Seeing Nan Chen, the Maoshan disciples on the deck shouted one after another:

"Second Senior Brother!"

Nan Chen smiled and waved his hands:

"Leave me alone, talk to yourselves!"

"Senior Brother Nanchen, you are so talented, yet you practice so hard.