"Senior Brother Lu, is there really any activity by the Demon Sect in Wanqing Mountain?"
"I heard that the people of the Demon Sect would use monks to make elixirs, and would remove their tendons and skin to make magic tools. Their actions were evil and brutal. I don't know if it's really that outrageous."
A group of Qingyun Sect disciples came down from the sect mountain. Since entering the foundation-building stage, they have been flying swords and have no time to chat. Today is a rare opportunity. Everyone is walking slowly, so naturally they have to find some appropriate topics to talk about.
"Shut up!" Lu Changtian snorted coldly, glanced at the disciples behind him with an indifferent look, and said indifferently: "Even if there are people from the Demon Sect, so what? This Wanqing Mountain is our Qingyun Sect's territory. Even if the Demon Sect's ancestor comes, we have to occupy it!"
Upon hearing this, all the disciples showed flattering expressions.
"Senior Brother Lu is right!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Lu is the strongest of our Qingyun Sect's new generation of disciples. Isn't his talent much higher than those of the Demon Sect's disciples?"
"If we encounter a disciple from the Demon Sect, we will just start killing them!"
Lu Changtian remained expressionless when he heard this, but he still felt a little happy in his heart.
That’s right. Before, he had the sect’s direct disciple Zhao Lingtian who was above him. Now that Zhao Lingtian’s dantian was destroyed, he was the number one direct disciple of the younger generation, the strongest foundation-building stage of Qingyun Sect. A mere demon sect…
call--!
The clear night sky suddenly darkened.
Lu Changtian looked up and saw a dark cloud rising from the mountain, blocking the moonlight, and flying towards the west at an extremely fast speed.
The dark clouds were surging with scarlet demonic energy, and even from a distance one could feel the chilling pressure.
"It's a demon cultivator!"
"What a terrifying demonic aura!"
“Quickly notify the sect!” Lu Changtian’s face turned pale, not at all as proud as before.
The evil spirit has already turned into clouds, and the opponent is guaranteed to be an old monster.
If they run into such an old monster, wouldn't these young cultivators who haven't even reached the Jindan stage be courting death?
The disciples of the Dharma Hall beside Lu Changtian hurriedly took out the voice transmission scroll, and just as they were about to activate it, they found that their bodies could not move!
"Hehehe, little kid, I won't let you spread the news casually."
A sinister laugh sounded behind him.
Lu Changtian's ghost emerged and found that the black cloud in the sky had disappeared.
The demon cultivator had appeared behind them without them knowing when.
The demonic mist engulfed the disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, and he was unable to vent his anger, and the scroll was crushed into pieces.
"I have something urgent to do and don't have time to take care of you, so I'll just give you some toys to play with~ hehe~"
The evil energy gradually dissipated, and the evil cultivator had already killed a Qingyun Sect Foundation Establishment disciple without even showing his face, leaving only a hideous-looking dried corpse on the spot.
"He, he's leaving?"
"Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Zhang?"
"Hey, don't shout, you're dead! Hurry back to the sect and report!"
There was only one voice transmission brief, and there was a demon cultivator appearing in Wan Qingshan. It was no longer suitable for disciples of their combat power to continue to carry out the mission. The sect must send out more elite disciples or even elders to solve the problem.
A disciple stepped forward and was about to collect the body of the unlucky fellow named Junior Brother Zhang.
"Don't go there! Come back quickly!"
Lu Changtian had been staring at the corpse and had noticed something was wrong. He quickly reminded them, but it was still too late.
The dead Junior Brother Zhang suddenly grew red hair all over his body, then he jumped up from the ground in an instant, and pounced on the disciple as fast as a cheetah, opened his bloody mouth, revealing two pairs of sharp fangs, and started to bite the disciple's neck.
Puff——!
The neck of a Foundation Establishment Stage disciple was bitten off.
The neck was attached to half a piece of flesh, and blood was gushing out.
The sudden scene frightened all the disciples around, and they stood there at a loss as to what to do.
However, the blood-stained monster became even more violent.
"This is a hairy zombie!" Lu Changtian drew out the flying sword from his waist, his expression solemn, and quickly ordered his disciples: "Quickly form a formation, the enemy is tough, if we don't kill it, none of us can escape!"
Looking at the hairy zombie, he felt cold in his heart.
He easily transformed a hairy zombie that was at the peak of the foundation-building stage.
Where did that demon sect cultivator come from?
…
…
In the hut at the foot of the mountain——
"The elixir that you gave me is probably not just precious..." Li Qingran looked inward at his dantian area in shock.
I saw that the new Dantian that was about to take shape was shrouded in a golden light. It was different from the Dantian I knew. As the condensation came to an end, a rotating golden lotus appeared before my eyes.
"This, this is my new Dantian?!"
The lotus platform looked like a dantian, with a misty green light shining on it. Every lotus leaf was clearly visible, and one could even read mysterious Taoist scriptures on it.
What is Dantian?
Hear what you have never heard of, see what you have never seen before.
But Li Qingran knew that this Dantian could not be touched.
She often went to the Sutra Repository to browse materials.
Although the first floor of the Sutra Repository does not contain any powerful techniques, it does contain a lot of biographies about the history of the Cangyun Realm, many of which are stories recorded by cultivators. These stories themselves do not improve combat power but do broaden one's horizons.
In ancient times, what the sects valued most was not the spiritual roots but the quality of the Dantian.
At that time, Dantian had different grades.
The first-grade Dantian is the top level of the innate Dantian, but there are actually better ones above it.
But no cultivator has ever been born with a top-notch Dantian.
Only those who have first-grade Dantian and are extremely talented use all kinds of precious resources to improve their Dantian to have a slight chance of obtaining the legendary top-grade Dantian.
Li Qingran had never seen what a top-grade Dantian looked like.
But she had a vague feeling.
Now her dantian is absolutely exquisite!
"Senior, what kind of precious elixir did he give me..." Li Qingran opened her eyes and was at a loss when she saw the small house full of golden lotus flowers. She was almost crying. She had already failed to repay the favor of restoring her Dantian, but the senior not only restored her Dantian, but also gave her such an opportunity.
"Hehehe, it is indeed a top-grade Dantian! My chance has come!"
Suddenly, an old man's wild laughter was heard outside the hut.
Li Qingran looked out the window, but saw a black cloud suspended in the sky. Demonic energy was surging in the cloud, and there was a vague figure in it.
"It's a demon cultivator!"
The visitor has ill intentions and is quite powerful.
"Senior, there are demon sect cultivators targeting us, run quickly, Qingran will help you delay time!"
In a hurry, Li Qingran did not think much about whether the senior in her heart would be stronger than this demon cultivator. When she encountered danger, her first thought was to let the senior stay away as much as possible.
"Run?! Hehehe!" The demon cultivator also heard Li Qingran's voice and laughed wildly, "I am Ye Futian, the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect! None of you can run away today, so just be good and lay the foundation for my ascension to the Dao!"
"Senior, please leave!"
Li Qingran was about to go out holding the broken sword.
But it was bounced back by a gentle force.
In the hotel room, Chen Huai'an looked at the black clouds and the red dots on the map, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he took out the sound transmission note and pressed it: "Girl, step back and cover yourself with the quilt on the bed. I'm going to start showing off!"
And Li Qingran heard:
"It's okay, just an ant...
My Lord,
Kill at will!"