"Now is a critical period, and the family still has the possibility of further development. Let's ignore these things for now. Our mission is to protect the family well!"
After hearing Gongyang Yangle's words, the mood of the tribesmen present was relieved a lot.
However, Gongyang Yangle felt a pang of heartache after he finished speaking, because it was indeed as he said. Now the power of the Chen family was just a castle in the air and would collapse in an instant.
But the resources in the blessed land cannot be faked, even if it is just a small blessed land.
But Gongyang Yangle also knew the strength of the Chen family. With the main force of the family going to the border and the elders of the Junyue family secluded themselves, it would be difficult for the family to take action.
However, he had recently received some news from the border, such as the family had successfully exchanged for a Spirit Nourishing Pill, and the family was also preparing to exchange for some Meaning of Heaven and Earth. If the family was lucky enough, perhaps two Spirit Concentration Realm warriors would appear in the family, and even he and other elders in the clan who were at the fourth level of the Qi Control Realm would be able to further improve their strength.
By then, the Chen family will no longer be a problem.
So even though he now knew that there was a blessed land in Yunmeng City, Gongyang Yangle had no desire to take action. As long as he could stabilize the current situation of the family and wait for a warrior in the state of concentration to appear in the family, everything would be solved, and the power of his Gongyang family would be expanded by then.
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"Mr. Mu, can we go in now?"
At the border, Chen Qingcheng looked at the fog ahead and couldn't help but ask.
Soon, Mu Lao's answer came to my mind:
"Both regions have been silent for the past month. Apparently, the top families on both sides are discussing, so they have not started fighting. However, once the process of Burying Red Dust transforming into Burying Red Flower begins, it cannot be interrupted. Otherwise, all your previous efforts will be wasted, and everything you have done will be in vain!"
"You don't want to see the saffron unable to bloom due to lack of blood, do you?"
After hearing Mu Lao's explanation, Chen Qingcheng nodded, and then while no one was paying attention to him, he plunged into the fog ahead.
As he moved forward, Chen Qingcheng once again raised a question:
"Mr. Mu, it has been more than a month since the last battle. Can the Burial Red Flower still absorb enough blood?"
"cannot!"
Mu Lao's direct answer made Chen Qingcheng stunned. Before he could speak, Mu Lao said again:
"The blood on the battlefield has long dried up, so of course it's impossible. But I'm still here, right? I can use the power of the blood river to revive the dried blood, and then it won't be a problem."
After getting Mu Lao's affirmation, Chen Qingcheng also quickened his pace.
Although he himself was only at the outer Gang realm, let alone the concentration realm, even the unity of man and nature realm was quite far away from him.
But this thing also carries the hope of the family, and he must not let the only red funeral flower he brought with wither.
Soon, Chen Qingcheng had passed through the fog and arrived at a battlefield.
The brown land below has turned black, which is the accumulation of countless blood.
Even after a month, a rusty smell still comes from my mouth and nose.
But Chen Qingcheng has long been accustomed to this.
After arriving at the battlefield, traces of blood gradually seeped out of Chen Qingcheng's body. As the blood became more and more, it slowly gathered into a river of blood.
Above the blood river, an enchanting blood-red plant stood tall and graceful, but the half-bloomed flower on it looked a little wilted.
However, as the blood river invaded the ground, it didn't take long for the petals that had been a little wilted to begin to bloom again.
This made Chen Qingcheng feel a little more relieved.
After a while, the red burial flower regained its vitality, and Chen Qingcheng soon heard Mu Lao's voice beside his ear:
"Okay, but it can only last for half a month. After half a month, if we still can't absorb fresh blood, this method will not be very useful."
Chen Qingcheng nodded and thanked him:
"It's too troublesome."
"Okay, stop talking about these useless things and go back quickly. We can't stay in this fog for too long, otherwise something strange will happen."
Soon, Chen Qingcheng passed through the fog again and returned to the node.
Because of the quick movements, no one noticed Chen Qingcheng's coming and going, and everything went smoothly.
But just as Chen Qingcheng was about to rejoin the team, a shout suddenly came from behind him:
"Wait a minute, my friend."
After hearing this, Chen Qingcheng turned around in confusion.
The person who called him was a white-haired old man with a kind face and a smile on his cheeks. However, his realm was quite good, having reached the Three Flowers realm. Chen Qingcheng felt quite familiar when he saw him.
As memories flashed through his mind, Chen Qingcheng also recalled this person's identity.
If he remembered correctly, the old man in front of him was called Lu Xiu, from the Lu family of Shimen.
On the eve of the war, this person once told everyone the origin of the fog. It was also at that time that the family members also heard about the origin of the Shimen Lu family.
Although he knew the identity of the visitor, Chen Qingcheng was still alert, but his expression did not show it. He just bowed slightly and said:
"I wonder what's the important matter, Senior?"
Lu Xiu smiled kindly:
"It's nothing serious, I just sensed some familiar auras from you, little friend."
"If you don't mind, could you please take it out and let me see it?"
Chen Qingcheng looked puzzled:
"I really don't know what you mean by that, Senior. Sorry, I have other important things to do, so I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, Chen Qingcheng turned around and prepared to leave.
“Hey, it seems that you don’t trust me, my friend. However, the smell of the Burial Red Dust is special. After being poured with blood, it has a smell that ordinary people cannot distinguish. You can’t hide this.”
Hearing the words behind his ears, Chen Qingcheng's heart tightened and his body stagnated.
He always thought that he was hiding well, and even when he was watering the Zang Hongchen, he was not discovered by anyone. But he did not expect that this person would find out the clues. And from the fact that Lu Xiu mentioned the name Zang Hongchen, it can be seen that this person also has a certain understanding of Zang Hongchen.
Realizing that he couldn't escape, Chen Qingcheng turned around and looked at the old man, a hint of vigilance and hostility in his eyes.
But Lu Xiu didn't care at all. Instead, he smiled and said:
"My friend, there is no need to be so. I have no ill intentions. I am just curious and want to see this ancient treasure."
Seeing that Chen Qingcheng still had a questioning look on his face, Lu Xiu also said slowly:
"I'm sure you know the name of my Shimen Lu family. The reason why my Lu family has so much knowledge is actually related to my Lu family's ancestral teachings. People in my family hope to read all the rare things in the world, and then record them so that people in later generations will know the extinct treasures of heaven and earth. If not for this, I would never be so presumptuous."
"If you are willing to let me see it, I can teach you the secret of this flower and how to conceal its scent. What do you think?"
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