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Chapter 363 Ten Years of Preparation (3 more)

"When~"

In the back mountain of Qiliang, a crisp sound of hammers hitting came from Jibao's cave. A hundred meters away from the cave was firmly blocked by a blazing fire.

In the cave, Lu Chen was wearing a blood-red robe and stood solemnly behind Ji Bao, watching Ji Bao refining weapons.

"Yeah." After looking at it for a while, Lu Chen showed a satisfied smile and said, "Brother Ji, you are already proficient in this set of hundreds of refinings and thousands of hammers, but to reach the second level, you must break through the Nine Kills realm. I will go into seclusion after that, and you can understand it yourself."

After only four years of the battle of separatist rule in Xizhou, the six sects of dominance stabilized. In the next year, Lu Chen taught Ji Bao with all his strength to practice the method of refining hundreds of hammers, which was his promise to Ji Bao.

Ji Bao stopped, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, within thirty years, Ji Bao will definitely be able to refine a top-grade magic weapon."

"Thirty years?" Lu Chen laughed happily.

...

There are countless caves in the Blood Sword Sect, most of which are blood pools and quiet springs, and the light is dim, but Chen's cave is quite a fairy-like example.

Living in the back mountain, a faint purple glow became the unique highlight of the coolness. In the fragrant cultivation cave, the aroma of fragrant tea rose.

A pair of masters and apprentices in the cave sit quietly and chat, and the things they talk about are all the great changes in the past decades.

"Twenty-four years." Now, Le Chen has successfully taken over the body and perfectly merged Xiang Ning's body. The old man was reluctant at first, but his body and meridians were damaged and there was no possibility of repair. Lu Chen persuaded him countless times, and finally changed his original intention.

"Master." Lu Chen put away his cynical smile and sat calmly opposite Chen. Wherever his eyes were at the extreme, he showed a calm and calm smile.

After experiencing countless tragic changes, Lu Chen is also growing continuously, and at this time he has the extraordinary demeanor of a sect leader.

"This body is pretty good."

Le Chen put down the teacup and smiled lightly, "It's not bad. It's extremely difficult to seize the body. As a teacher, he can only integrate to this point first. If you want to continue practicing, it will take some time."

"Three years!" After saying that, Le Chen added a number.

Lu Chen relaxed, stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, looking at the mist Qiliang Mountain, a gentle breeze blew across the mountains, lifting up his black hair hanging on his shoulders. There were only three places where his eyes were scanning.

"Senior Chen Qu has also gone into seclusion, and Fan Yun and Ji Bao, everyone is preparing for Glacier and his party six years later. I will also go into seclusion, my disciple."

Le Chen looked at the back of the cave entrance indifferently, and looked back at the past, a hint of relief appeared on his face: "You have grown up and are no longer the young boy who has been fighting with me all day long. Haha, it seems that the Great Yan Immortal Art is indeed extraordinary. It can not only change a person's cultivation, but also affect a person's surname. It's just that the murderous aura is stronger."

Le Chen said calmly, with an undetectable worry in his tone. When he met Lu Chen a few years ago, he felt an indescribable aura on Lu Chen.

"It's not the Great Yan Immortal Art." Lu Chen did not look back.

"Oh?" Le Chen was shocked, and his right hand, which was about to pick up the teacup, solidified in the air. He looked at Lu Chen in confusion.

Lu Chen was silent for a moment and finally told all the secrets of his jade pendant, the way of terrifyingly illusion, and even the division of the world of cultivation that he learned when he met Jing Hong in the Zhenlong Secret Realm... and so on. In Lu Chen's heart, the best people in this world are Le Chen and Zuo Qinghan, and only the two of them can share the secrets in their hearts.

The more I heard it, the more frightened he became. Later, he sat on a stone chair like a petrified person.

"The way of evil?" The old man stared at Lu Chen, and his wise eyes lost the calmness of Ping Yueli, full of incredible expressions: "The existence that transcends the six realms is actually like this."

It took a long time for Lechen to accept this fact, shook his head powerlessly, and the sadness on his face became even heavier: "You~, these things don't need to be told to my teacher."

The way of evil is not tolerated by the six realms. Le Chen knew that this was the slave star that Lu Chen mentioned. If he was found out in the real world of cultivation, he would probably be chased by nearly everyone in the six realms, which was really dangerous.

Lu Chen smiled softly and comforted: "Master, don't worry, no one will notice the secrets in me yet."

"You won't tell Chen Qu about this, right?" Li Chen smiled helplessly and asked.

"Where can?" Lu Chen chuckled and said, "That old thing, although I removed the hidden dangers in his body for him, he didn't dare to touch me. After all, Ji Bao and Fan Yun are still here."

"Yeah." Le Chen nodded and said, "I also found that Chen Qu was very calm recently and did not seem to hold a grudge against you."

"We don't have any deep hatred. The Jibao incident was just a shock to him."

"He also intends to betroth Fang Zixin to you." Le Chen raised his head with a blurred look and looked at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was slightly stunned, then smiled and shook his head, "It's just wishful thinking. He didn't even ask Fang Zixin's thoughts, and he ignored my feelings. He made a random decision and ignored it."

"Ha." Lechen didn't say anything and continued to drink tea.

The cave house fell into silence again. After a while, Le Chen said, "Go to retreat. The path you are walking is different from that of ordinary people. If you accidentally fall into a state of no return, your strength is still strength. Only with strong strength can you protect the people you want to protect and do what you want to do."

Lu Chen looked at the old man, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to the past, the day when he was looking at the mountain peak, the old man's vines, and his practice was said to be bitter, but there was joy, quiet, leisure, and the day was calm. It was not like the present, iron blood, killing, intrigue, and fresh lives were lost in front of his eyes. But when he looked over, he knew that it was a very ordinary thing.

Maybe this is the realm of cultivation.

Seeing Chen closing his eyes slightly, Lu Chen (5) knew that he was going to rest. He nodded respectfully, and slowly retreated.

When he reached the entrance of the cave, Lu Chen was about to turn around, but Le Chen's voice sounded: "A few years ago, I met Lin Mo'er, the leader of the Immortal Alliance. I heard from her that the little girl Zuo Qinghan has left, no, she has disappeared. Is there something happening between you?"

When talking about Zuo Qinghan, Lu Chen was stunned, his thoughts emerged like a tide, and scenes of the past opened in Lu Chen's mind again like a scroll.

Lu Chen looked bitter and sighed: "No, when the girl saw Qianyu's whole family was destroyed, she was furious..."

Halfway through speaking, Lu Chen really didn't want to recall the scene of separation, so he shook his head and closed his voice.

Le Chen knew the relationship between the two very well. After hearing this, he also lamented: "I have been practicing for a lifetime and worked hard to run the Qianyu Sect with the master's ambition. I didn't expect that it would ruin it, but it would make you separate. It's really God's will. By the way, where has the girl gone?"

Lu Chen paused for a while and said without looking back: "I don't know, but it should be the demon clan."

"Demons?"

...

Since then, a large number of earth crystals and ores have been sent to the main cave of the Houshan Gate. Then, from that night, all the sects of the Blood Sword Gate will hear the dense sound of wars and wars resounding among the mountains. The sound lasted for six years and has never stopped...

ps:(...To be continued, two group numbers are promoted: Group 1: 176410743; Shenxiao Group (Shuyoujian): 161475627. Update to ask for votes and rewards...)
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