The news from Shiba was conveyed to Cheng Ping'an by his real body.
Cheng Ping'an, who was chatting with his good brother Venerable Duan Yan in the Shengong Immortal Sect, didn't want to laugh anymore.
The look he gave Venerable Duan Yan also became dangerous.
Okay, okay, I put my good brother in my heart and my good brother puts me in danger.
"Fellow Daoist, I wonder if the spiritual minerals I gave you earlier are working to your satisfaction?"
Venerable Duan Yan did not notice the change in Cheng Ping'an's eyes. When he heard Cheng Ping'an's question, he just thought it was a topic for casual chat, or maybe he was planning to make a deal in the future.
Although he was also curious about where Jinghu got so many spiritual minerals.
"The high-level spiritual ore is really good. Two of my junior brothers have already refined some pretty good spiritual treasures! The low-level ones... are also of high quality, but a little softer, as moist as water. But it's okay. Speaking of which, it's quite funny. The cultivation world thought this was some new weapon forging method and started researching it, hahaha."
Cheng Ping'an took a sip of the spiritual tea but did not laugh along. Perhaps in Duan Yan's eyes, the mere change in the raw materials of his Shengong Xianzong could cause a trend in the weapon-forging industry in the cultivation world. This was the influence of his Shengong Xianzong. It seemed that he was mocking these weapon-forging cultivators, but in fact he was proud of the Shengong Xianzong's every move in leading the trend.
If the original body had not passed on the news heard from Shiba, Cheng Ping'an might have laughed in agreement, but he couldn't laugh now, and even felt a little annoyed inside. Every laugh was like a loud laugh right in his face, and it felt like his nose had become bigger, rounder, and a bit clownish.
"So, did you find it easy to use the elixir formula you got from the Treasure Pill Immortal Sect and the elixir you invited?"
Upon hearing Cheng Ping'an's question, Venerable Duan Yan clapped his hands, "That's convenient, convenient! Fellow Daoist Ling Yuan is very sensible and has sincerely taught some of our sect's alchemists. They all feel that they have benefited a lot. The elixirs distributed by the sect during this period are very good, and the effects are 20% better than before!"
There were some venerables in the sect who felt that the lips and teeth are interdependent, but after confirming that the efficacy of the medicine had increased by 20%, they all said that the Baodan Xian Sect really deserved to die!
They should have been destroyed long ago!
For an individual, especially someone with a high level of cultivation, a 20% improvement in the efficacy of the medicine may not be that obvious. However, for a sect, a 20% improvement is a qualitative change!
"That's good, that's good, as long as you are satisfied, I still have a great deal of affection for our great sects. After all, we will need to work together to uphold justice in the cultivation world. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to let you get so many benefits from the division."
Venerable Duan Yan, who was about to drink tea, coughed twice. It was too straightforward. What Fellow Daoist Ping An said was too straightforward!
How can such a thing be said so bluntly?
"If that's the case, I'm relieved. I still have to go to the Zhen Sect to take a look, so I won't stay any longer."
Cheng Ping'an put down the tea bowl, stood up, bowed and walked out.
Venerable Duan Yan also got up quickly to see Cheng Pingan off. What they said was right. What if Jinghu took all the benefits? Who dared to say no?
It's nothing more than becoming the second Lingxiao Sword Sect.
When he reached the door of the Shengong Immortal Sect’s mountaintop hall, Cheng Ping’an paused without looking back.
"Do you have anything else to say, fellow Daoist? If not, I'm leaving now!"
"The Shengong Xianzong will follow the covenant..."
Cheng Ping'an turned his back and waved his hand, "Take care of yourself, I'm leaving."
Like an arrow piercing the clouds, Cheng Ping'an's momentum burst forth, breaking through the formation that was used by the Shengong Xianzong on a daily basis and transformed into a stream of light flying to a very far place.
Because of Cheng Ping'an's action, several venerables from the Shengong Immortal Sect came to the hall on the top of the mountain.
The junior fellow of Venerable Duan Yan looked a little anxious and asked directly through voice transmission, "What happened? Did you... tell him?"
They all knew that Cheng Ping'an from Jinghu was coming to visit.
But no one knew what was going on. Only this junior brother knew the details and thought that his senior brother had invited Cheng Ping'an to tell him about the danger that Jinghu was about to face.
Venerable Duan Yan looked at Cheng Ping'an who was going away and the big hole in the formation with a very heavy expression and his brows tightly furrowed. When he heard his junior brother's question, he shook his head.
"You all go down, my junior brother stays!"
After a long time, when the holes in the formation were almost repaired, Venerable Duan Yan spoke again.
"Maybe he already knows!"
"Hmm? Didn't you invite him here?"
Venerable Duan Yan shook his head and stretched out a hand, raising it above his head, as if he was touching the hole in the formation that was about to disappear. "I had a premonition. At the moment when Cheng Ping'an left, I seemed to see him leading a dense army of cultivators, pouring into my Shengong Xianzong from the broken formation!"
"Okay, stop scaring yourself. If the ancestor of the Zhen Sect attacks, can Cheng Ping'an and the others withstand it?"
"Even if he knew, he shouldn't have taken it out on us. Cheng Ping'an, you think we're weaklings, right? Why are you making trouble here? If you have the guts, go to Zhenzong and cause trouble!"
Venerable Duan Yan did not listen to his junior fellow's complaints. He sighed, waved his hand, and walked towards his own cave.
He now understood what Cheng Ping'an meant by those questions.
The benefits went to the Shengong Immortal Sect, and the spoils went to the Shengong Immortal Sect. Jinghu did not do you any wrong.
He refused to reveal even a single piece of information. All the information we provided before was thrown away!
Even at the end, Cheng Ping'an still held out hope and asked a question before leaving, but he didn't react at that time!
Venerable Duan Yan is a little annoyed!
He kept finding various excuses for himself, but there was no way around it. Jinghu really gave him tangible benefits and allowed him to sit at the table instead of being put on the table like the Baodan Xianzong!
Venerable Duan Yan felt that he had made a wrong decision. Benefits are benefits, but when it does not harm his own interests, he still has to talk about morality! Unfortunately, it seems too late.
A long sigh was heard from the huge cave.
It was indeed too late. The angry Cheng Ping'an had already memorized the Shengong Xianzong in the little notebook in his heart.
This matter is not over yet!
He plans to visit all these major forces to see which one will be unkind. It would be embarrassing after that. You are only there to facilitate his management, and he does not want to carry out some major project to reshape the entire structure.
But now it seems that since I don’t cherish him, I will wait until he breaks through and completely wipe out these guys who don’t know how to say thank you!
Cheng Qian in Jinghu was creating a clone according to the original plan.
To break through the realm, what is needed is "momentum" and spiritual veins. There is a seventh-level spiritual vein in the original domain, but he dare not go there, and he cannot go there. He has also attained enlightenment in the Dragon Field in the Far West Ice Field. The spiritual vein only provides tremendous spiritual power for breakthrough, which he can create artificially.
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