"What's the point of gathering these rabble together?"
Cheng Xiong and his confidants sat in the original City Lord's Mansion. After this period of development, the number of disciples of Chen Daomen suddenly expanded to 200. Most of these people were bandits who had been exposed to martial arts. In peacetime, they were at the bottom of the Jianghu, unable to access the martial arts of the upper class, and were trampled underfoot.
After the chaos, these people took advantage of the chaos and rose up. They had participated in the looting of Sand City before. Now that the situation has stabilized, these people have sneaked back from outside. They heard that there is a sect here that teaches superior martial arts for free, so they sneaked in.
With the mentality of believing it is true, he became a disciple of Chen Daomen.
“People are forces. When there are enough people, we are the force.”
Cheng Xiong sat on the main seat with white smoke coming out of his head, which was a sign of practicing internal energy.
"If someone really has paid enough contributions, where can we get the magic skills to pass on to him?"
Superior martial arts are not easy to come by.
Cheng Xiong himself had never seen it, so how could he take it out?
"If there is really someone who can make so many contributions, then he is from our Yellow River Sect." Cheng Xiong glanced at Qi Wan, somewhat dissatisfied with the limited vision of this subordinate.
No wonder I can only help myself.
How can you accomplish anything if you don't even understand human nature? Cheng Xiong applied to come to Yu State on his own. He was not a man who strictly abided by his duties. In his opinion, there were opportunities everywhere in troubled times. As long as he could seize them, he could also sit in the position where the leader could sit.
Chen Dao Sect developed very quickly. In order to supplement the consumption of the sect, Cheng Xiong started doing business like bandits. He robbed the weaker ones. The people under his command were no different from bandits. They burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil.
Chen Yuan became more silent.
The thought in my mind became stronger and stronger.
Chen Hen hid in the room and fiddled with the poison. This idea was proposed by one of his five consciousnesses. After confirming that he could not practice martial arts, these brains found a new way out for him.
"Avenge! Learn divine skills!!"
Cheng Xiong stood at the highest position in the City Lord's Mansion and shouted to the disciples of Chen Daomen below.
"Avenge! Learn divine skills!!"
Under Cheng Xiong's deliberate guidance, the disciples below were divided into different levels. The second generation disciples stood closest to him, enjoying the same glory as him, and the third generation disciples were next. These people did not believe Cheng Xiong at first, and came with the purpose of cheating the secret book, but after such a long time, their mentality had long changed.
Like Cheng Xiong, they have become vested interests of Chen Daomen.
This group of people who enjoyed the benefits, together with Cheng Xiong, held up the title of "Hero of the Southwest". The funny thing is that none of these people had ever seen the Hero of the Southwest, and some of them even called Chen Zhenghe's name wrong.
"This is the Jianghu"
Chen Yuan stood at the position closest to Cheng Xiong, and once again had a clear understanding of the world of martial arts.
There is no right or wrong here.
There is only strong and weak.
As the daughter of a Southwestern hero, Chen Yuan is the symbol of Chen Dao Men and the young master in the eyes of these people. Originally, Cheng Xiong wanted Chen Hen to be the young master, but unfortunately, Chen Yuan refused. When he made this proposal, Cheng Xiong felt the murderous aura of dying together from this woman, so he chose to give in.
Anyway, they are all insignificant little people. As long as it does not affect the overall situation, Cheng Xiong does not care about the details.
Half a year later.
Chen Dao Sect became the largest sect in the north, with 2,000 formal disciples and 100,000 vassal disciples. Unlike formal disciples, vassal disciples only needed to shout a slogan to join Chen Dao Sect, and then all they had to do was to complete tasks with formal disciples in exchange for merits awarded by the sect.
If you can pay money and acquire martial arts skills, you can obtain the status of a formal disciple, and in the future you will have the hope of learning the magical skills created by the Southwestern Hero!
That’s right, superior martial arts have become magical skills.
There is no doubt about the truth.
"We really don't have enough food, and the church can't provide any more support. Let us find a solution on our own."
Qi Wan paced back and forth anxiously.
Chen Daomen expanded too fast, so fast that he was panicking. This was completely different from the plan they had talked about when they first came to Yu State. The task that the leader had given them was to develop the power of the underworld, find opportunities to infiltrate those rebel forces, and occupy a high position for the future.
But now they themselves have become the biggest self-proclaimed kings in the north of Yu State, and there are no less than three rebel gangs under the name of Chen Dao Sect. The King of Qi who once looted Sand City is now the honorary elder of their Chen Dao Sect. His biggest dream is to attract enough formal disciples to learn the supreme magic skills of the sect.
"Then go grab it."
"We have robbed wherever we can, and we can't get any money out of the common people!"
"Then let's go to the capital."
Cheng Xiong said calmly. His internal strength has become even stronger. If he hadn't lost the upper-level mental method, his martial arts would have broken through long ago. Even now, his strength is several times stronger than before. No one in Chen Dao Sect is his opponent.
"Are you crazy?!"
Qi Wan stopped and stared at Cheng Xiong.
He is not stupid.
A fool cannot become the deputy incense master. Unlike Cheng Xiong, Qi Wan’s main mission in the south, in addition to helping Cheng Xiong, is to monitor him and prevent him from becoming too powerful.
"Opportunities always come to those who are prepared."
Cheng Xiong stood up, patted Qi Wan on the shoulder when he passed by him, and left the hall alone.
Qi Wan looked at Cheng Xiong's receding back with a flickering look in his eyes.
Chance
Small courtyard.
When Cheng Xiong was preparing to attack, the Chen siblings were also discussing countermeasures in the yard.
"Sister, go alone, don't worry about me."
Chen Hen looked at his sister Chen Yuan and said seriously.
He knew that he was a burden to Chen Yuan. If she hadn't taken care of him, with Chen Yuan's current martial arts, she could easily escape from Sand City. But he couldn't do that. His weak body couldn't practice Qinggong. If he escaped by force, he would be caught in no time.
"rest assured."
Chen Yuan put her hand on her brother's head and rubbed it gently twice.
"I will definitely rescue you."
She has made up her mind to take her little brother away from here no matter what. Cheng Xiong is a madman. His ambition exceeds his own strength. If he continues like this, he will collapse sooner or later. Chen Yuan, who has seen the masters of the Demon Sect, knows better than anyone how terrifying those people are.
Opportunities come quickly.
Ten days later.
Chen Daomen attacked the city, and the entire north was in chaos. Seeing this, several self-proclaimed kings in the south rose up at the same time. The already shaky Yu Kingdom collapsed completely under this blow. The old emperor died on the dragon throne, and the new emperor, who was only three years old, succeeded to the throne.
Just when everyone thought that Chen Daomen would sweep the world and become the new dragon, Chen Daomen's deputy leader Cheng Xiong suddenly died suddenly within the sect.
Young Sect Master Chen Yuan is missing and the guardian Qi Wan's whereabouts are unknown.
The once prosperous Chen Dao Sect fell apart. The myth of the Secret Book of Divine Power was exposed, and the situation became a landslide, turning into a mess.
Yellow Sand Ridge.
Chen Yuan, covered in blood, rushed out of the chaotic army with Chen Hen on her back. She had planned for this day for a long time, and the only surprise was Cheng Xiong's death. Chen Yuan's original plan was to expose Cheng Xiong's scam and disrupt the situation of Chen Daomen. But no one expected that Cheng Xiong would suddenly die in the sect, and the person who killed him was like a ghost, coming and going without a trace.
This feeling reminded Chen Yuan of the demon sect that had destroyed their Chen family.
Perhaps Cheng Xiong himself did not expect that he would attract the strong men of the Demon Sect by using the name of the Southwest Hero. In the final analysis, Cheng Xiong's level was too low. He had never seen a real martial arts master and did not understand the terrifying power of the top masters.
Bang bang bang.
The people chasing behind fell one after another.
"poison?"
Chen Yuan was a little surprised.
"I can still help a little." A smile appeared on Chen Hen's pale face.
He was finally no longer a burden, and he felt the breath of life. Even if he had to use poison, he would poison his way out.
"certainly."
Chen Yuan smiled and jumped, and the brother and sister were like dragons returning to the sea, no longer under anyone's control.
Sky.
The red evil star dragged a long blood trail across the sky.
A few days later.
Heavy rain, abandoned post station.
Chen Hen's body recovered a little. Although he still couldn't practice internal skills, he could move freely. He sat at the door and used drugs to strengthen his body. This was the way he found. Since he couldn't practice internal skills, he would practice external skills.
The progress was slow at the beginning, but as time went on, the external skills practice gradually improved.
Xi Yuyu!
The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, and a group of wanderers riding yellow horses stopped in front of the post station. Chen Yuan, who heard the noise, put down her work and walked out from the inner room.
One man dismounted and stopped in front of the door.
"It's hard to travel on a rainy night. I'd like to ask for your permission to stay here for one night." The leader did not expect that there were people in this abandoned post station, so he bowed and said.
"This is an inn, and we are just guests staying here."
After confirming that the people were not from Chen Daomen, Chen Yuan quietly loosened her hands holding the weapon and bowed to them.
After expressing their thanks, the group quickly led the horses to the stable next to them, then started a fire and cooked some dry food. Judging from their skilled movements, they must have been accustomed to this kind of life a long time ago.
"Sword Burial Way."
Chen Yuan sat down next to Chen Hen and said something in a low voice.
Chen Hen looked over immediately upon hearing this, and sure enough, he saw a black mark on one of the men's waists. That mark was the mark of a disciple of the Burial Sword Sect. When the Chen Dao Sect was at its peak, the two siblings took the opportunity to come into contact with many martial arts sects in the Yu Kingdom, so they had an impression of them.
"Aren't they from the southern sect?"
The Sword Burial Road is very far from the north, and it would take at least two months to get there in a straight line. Such a group of people suddenly appeared in the north, and they were definitely not there to hang out.
“I don’t know.”
Chen Yuan shook her head and then gave another reminder.
"Anyway, be careful."
No words were spoken that night.
When Chen Hen woke up the next day, the group of people from the Burial Sword Sect had already left, and Chen Yuan was cooking dry food outside.
"Are they all gone?"
"Let's go. Those guys are quite skilled in martial arts. It's best not to provoke them."
Chen Yuan reminded him worriedly. She was afraid that her younger brother might be too curious and cause unnecessary trouble. (End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
