The injuries suffered in Chen Changyan's right lower abdomen seemed to have two overlapping wounds, one deep and the other shallow, but in fact, the person who came only used one sword.

The sword energy enters the body and bursts out again. The fighting style of killing one blow is obvious.

The reason for doing this is not because the other party is strong, but on the contrary, it is because he/she expects he/she only has the chance to leave with one blow.

There is no way to see from the attack and the wound.

However, there are only a few sects that use swords. If you look it one by one, you can always find it out.

The ambush time can also be used to show the opponent's mentality. For example, a master with the ability to crush them will definitely choose a time that is convenient for him, waiting in his favorite place, and not daring to fight him in front of him, and needing to seize opportunities to stab the sword will choose a time before dusk and dawn, where the location is long and the location can be found.

Very unfortunate.

The person who stabbed Chen Changyan was the latter.

Therefore, Fang Ji mainly investigated the small sects and the lone monks, and this resulted.

"What's the reason? Haha, do you also want to drink my blood?" Chen Changyan asked casually.

"No." Fang Ji buried his head and answered.

"No?" Chen Changyan was a little surprised.

Now, anyone who has a little bit of two brushes in his hand or thinks he has two brushes wants to stop him.

Eat his meat and drink his blood.

Whether medicine or not medicine is not important, and you don’t care how it is used. Anyway, one thought is forever.

"It doesn't matter, I didn't ask." Fang Ji said with his head down.

"Yes." Chen Changyan recognized that his sentence was not important, "Then let's say something important."

"Qingdengmen is located at the intersection of Qinshan and Jianglinchuan. There is a river in front and a mountain in the back. The path is winding. The sect position is excellent, easy to defend and difficult to attack."

"Yes." Chen Changyan signaled him to continue.

"The sect is not big. The sect leader is Jiang Lian'er, two elders, four disciples of the sect leader and elders, twenty-five disciples of the inner sect, and more than three hundred disciples of the outer sect. The souls of the sect are all kinds of lights and candles..."

"Strength?" Chen Changyan asked.

"It's unclear for the time being." Fang Ji said...it's mainly because they haven't heard of this sect, and it will take some time to investigate.

The discussion between the two people called Taozi beside them, and they were full of excitement.

Her fingers pinched the crying soul umbrella and made a false move to squeeze and release her. She wished she could fly out now and go to the green lamp gate and make a big fist.

She had never done anything about destroying people in a disagreement - it was not that she opened the umbrella on rainy days, but that she had to rain when she opened the umbrella.

What's more, this time the other party directly stabbed their young master?

Chen Changyan thought for a moment.

This fight must be fought, but how to fight is a problem. The strength of a sect, let alone the accuracy of the finding, just time can not be understood in one or two months.

Even if one and a half of the key figures are missing, it is likely that they will take people to send them to... the group to destroy? Well, that's the word.

His eyes were slightly deeper and he shouted to the side: "Bi Mo."

Soon, two servants and two little girls came over with pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Fang Ji understood, rolled up his sleeves, picked up his pen, and looked at Chen Changyan.

"You are allowed to be three days." Chen Changyan spoke while considering his words.

"Accurate...you three days." Fang Ji slowly finished writing these four words... Fang Ji's words were very tone, just like his people, very slow, use ink very deeply, but they were straight and generous.

"Recruiting another 700 disciples," said Chen Changyan.

"?" Fang Ji looked up at him.

"I want to guarantee that every brother I bring can get a head."

Fang Ji understood, this means that I want to bring a thousand people to kill. The number of people in your sect is not enough for our brothers now, so recruit people quickly... He picked up his pen and wrote down.

When Taozi heard this, she became anxious: "There are sisters!"

Chen Changyan said oh and said to Fang Ji: "There are sisters."

Fang Ji nodded and added.

After writing, Chen Changyan didn't read it either. He took the pen from Fang Ji's hand and wrote a cursive Chen Changyan. Finally, he took off the ring from his hand and used a seal.

"Okay, fly over." Chen Changyan put the ring back on his middle finger and said, "Then, keep a close eye on their inner disciples, if anyone has escaped."

"I understand." Fang Jimiao understood his ideas.

If they investigate by themselves, it would take a lot of time, but the Qingdeng Gate's own people knew best what strength they had, whether they had a trump card, and whether they could withstand this wave.

Therefore, many people in the Qinglan Gate will judge the strength comparison between the two sides after seeing the letter of war and make their own choices. They only need to observe the choices of these people to quickly learn about the strength of the other party.

"I'll go to bed for a while." Chen Changyan picked up the book he had not finished reading in the carriage and went up to the second floor.

Taozi quickly followed him.

...

Green lamp door.

A light that didn't connect any wires was on.

"You are allowed to recruit another 700 disciples in three days. I want to guarantee that every brother I bring can get a head and sisters. - Chen Changyan."

A letter of war under the incandescent light bulb.

No matter what content is written, it seems a bit ridiculous.

"Haha, this Mr. All-National Medicine is quite arrogant. He wants a head and a woman. There is a little bit of what I had before I traveled through time... Well, how can I say, Brother Black Dog's inner style." A young man with yellow hair knocked on the table and smiled.

"But, really... can it work?" The sect leader of the Qingdeng Gate is an old woman with long black green hair, emerald green gauze inside, dark purple burqa outside, and Buddhist beads in hand, but she is particularly charming.

Next to her is a charging lantern.

The lantern flickered and dark, and was in the process of being refined...

Almost all the immortal cultivators at the Qinglan Gate refine various lamps as their own natal souls.

Because, the Qinglan Gate was originally because a monk accidentally refined a green lamp in front of the Buddha into his own natal soul, and used this green lamp that had accompanied the ancient Buddha for hundreds of years to soar and established a sect.

The ancient Buddha of green lamp is far away from the world.

Among the thousands of sects in the world, Qingdeng Gate has always been the one who practices calmly without fighting or robbing.

Until two months ago, a "Time Traveler" came.

There are so many magical things in his backpack, camping matches thrown into the water, solar charging panels, power banks, card stoves... Of course, for the green lamp door, what is more important is the lamp.

There are tent lamps, lanterns, mosquito killing lamps, etc.

When the time traveler saw the situation at the Qingdeng Gate, he immediately said "the protagonist's halo" and so on, determined to help them revitalize the sect.

Their goal is to build a first-class sect.

Eighty percent of the practitioners in Qingdian Gate are female practitioners, and they were soon moved by his passionate remarks... After obeying his words, they had to do something big and become famous.

Therefore, they went to assassinate Chen Changyan, who was called "National Medicine" by the time traveler.

"No problem, don't worry, the sect leader." The yellow-haired time traveler stared at the beauty holding the Buddhist scriptures, licked his lips, and said, "I am a time traveler, with ideas and techniques far beyond this era. As long as I am here, this is called...what is it? Oh, a dimensionality reduction strike!"

"Dimensional reduction strike?" The beauty sect leader didn't understand, but he felt that the word was indeed very powerful and powerful.

...

In the morning, when the sun was rising, Chen Changyan received a reply from the Qingdeng Gate.

There are only eight words in total.

"The green lights are not extinguished, and the dimensionality reduction strikes."

"..." Chen Changyan didn't say anything for a long time.

"How is it? Do they have a trump card?" Taozi couldn't wait to get on.
Chapter completed!