Yun Zhanyi frowned slightly. She had good talent and sufficient resources, but her cultivation level did not increase rapidly.
Sure enough, no amount of panacea can help a lazy person.
Hengchong found a bead the size of a head in the pile of hills.
It is the water spirit bead of the aquatic race and the source of spiritual power.
After being stolen ten years ago, the water tribe's cultivation almost stagnated.
By this time, Chanbei had already branded everyone present.
The sea god also came with the rest of the people.
When the third brother saw the dying Xueya, he roared in anger:
"I'm going to kill you!" Still as violent as ever.
If you follow him mindlessly, this person is also a hidden danger.
Rong Chaoxi raised his hand, pulled out his spiritual root, and then crushed it.
The third senior brother fell to the ground before he could even draw his sword.
He glared at Rong Chaoxi hatefully, spitting blood from his mouth and unable to speak.
Soon, everyone's brand was set.
Rong Chaoxi casually took a disciple's sect token and handed it to Chanbei.
"Track the aura and don't let go of anyone outside."
The headmaster and all the elders and immortals closed their eyes silently.
If there are mistakes in family management and poor education, the mistakes of one person will bring disaster to the entire family, and some will regret it and some will be indignant.
After Rong Chaoxi and the others left, Yun Zhanyi asked to leave the sect.
"Master, fellow uncles and aunts, in the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. You taught me that, but..."
"Please take today's disaster as a warning and don't teach others..."
She glanced at Xueya, said no more, put down the sect token, turned and left.
"puff--"
"puff……"
In the martial arts arena, several people vomited blood for no reason and black gas emanated from their bodies.
"You have an inner demon, suppress it!"
They only knew from the conversation between Rong Chaoxi and Chanbei that they could not absorb demonic energy.
But what they don't know is that Zeqi's original power may seem harmless, but if the flame of the inner demon moves slightly, they will quickly become possessed by the devil.
At this point, within a hundred years, most of the cultivators of Taiqing Sect will be destroyed by their inner demons.
A great clan fell.
…
At the seaside, Rong Chaoxi was summoning the vine turtle.
Hai Yan asked, "Are we going back now?"
Rong Chaoxi nodded: "Yes, let's go back and get rid of the pests in the mortal world."
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