I am immortal with scientific thinking

Chapter 114
The twilight of the morning sun, through the layers of mist, gently sprinkled on the earth.

A gentle breeze blows from the valley, blowing away the thick burnt smell beside Yingyue Lake.

A large number of disciples dressed in Qing Yunzong's costumes are gathering in groups of twos and threes, or cleaning up the ruins, or searching for the wounded, or chasing and killing demon cultivators... Here, peace and order are being restored at an extremely fast speed.

On the ruins, facing the morning sun, a middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator was questioning Lin Chen and others carefully.

"You mean, Elder Yang fought most of the demon cultivators to death, but at the same time he was also seriously injured. In the end, in order to save the disciples in other places, he did not hesitate to use his death to fight a big battle, broke through the blood fog, and let you send out a distress signal? "

After listening to the narration of several people, the middle-aged monk was silent for a while, and then confirmed softly.

"That's right." Lin Chen said with three parts of reluctance, three parts of admiration, and four parts of heaviness in his eyes, with a sad face.

"Sigh." The middle-aged monk sighed, then closed his eyes slightly, "It's the sect that's sorry for Elder Yang."

"Elder, maybe we can give more compensation to Elder Yang's descendants." Lin Chen suggested softly.

After the middle-aged monk heard this, there was another long silence, and then he sighed: "Elder Yang has no descendants."

"Huh?!" Lin Chen was slightly taken aback.

"His Taoist companion failed in the foundation-building period, and soon passed away. Since then, Elder Yang has been distraught and stopped chasing Taoism, and focused more on the cultivation of younger disciples." The middle-aged monk explained. .

Lin Chen also fell silent when he heard the words.

"You just need to rest well, don't worry, this matter will not pass like this." The middle-aged monk comforted, and at the same time his eyes gradually became sharper, "The sect will definitely have an explanation for this matter, blood debt can only be used blood to pay!"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged monk turned around and left. After all, there are still many things to do next, and it is impossible to spend too much time on Lin Chen and the others.

After the middle-aged monk walked away, Lin Chen turned around and found that Xu Mengyun and Liu Qiqiang were looking at him in surprise with their mouths slightly opened.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen couldn't help asking.

"No, nothing." Xu Mengyun shook her head hastily.

She couldn't tell for a moment, did Lin Chen reveal his sincerity just now, or acted?

"Since it's all right, let's go." Lin Chen nodded slightly, not in the mood to inquire, turned around and left, and the two hurriedly followed.

"Brother, why do you want to put the credit for beheading Moxiu on Elder Yang?" After walking for a while, Liu Qiqiang finally couldn't help asking.

Although he didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, and he didn't see the scene where Lin Chen killed the opponent with his own power, he knew that the reason why so many people survived in Yuehu Mountain this time can be said to be entirely Lin Chen's fault. credit.

Not to mention that the high-level sect was notified later, and I don't know how many disciples' lives were indirectly saved.

In his opinion, with such a great achievement, not to mention other disciples, even he can't wait to jump out and shout, for fear that others will not know.

You know, these credits are all naked merits. I don't know how many resources I can get, how many benefits I can get, and what position I can climb, but why did my brother give it up?
Besides, if the senior brother's status is high, won't the status of his subordinate also rise with the tide?

Lin Chen glanced at him, but didn't speak.

And Xu Mengyun at the side couldn't help but give him a blank look, and said: "Can you not only think about benefits and benefits in your mind, but also consider the possible risks and troubles behind the benefits."

"Now the entire sect has suffered heavy casualties. I don't know how many relatives, friends, masters and apprentices died in this raid."

"At this time, if you let your junior brother become famous in the whole sect for beheading demon cultivators, what do you think other people will think? Our relatives and friends are dead, but you are soaring?"

"This..." Liu Qiqiang couldn't help being speechless for a moment.

Hearing what Xu Mengyun said, it seems to make sense, after all, people's hearts are unpredictable.

"So this matter should not be publicized, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

"But it's not true that you don't want any benefits." Xu Mengyun changed the subject.

"Since there is ability, ability, and credit, it is natural to let the high-level know. It is impossible to be so unknown and not benefit at all. Otherwise, where will the resources be tilted?"

"However, how to let the high-level know, to what extent, and how much benefits can be obtained, the calculation of which, I believe that Lin Chen has already made plans in his heart, this is not what you need to know."

"Senior sister taught me that I was the one who made the mistake." Liu Qiqiang suddenly realized after hearing this, and hurriedly bowed down.

"Let's go." Lin Chen did not respond to the conversation between the two, but nodded and left directly, Xu Mengyun immediately followed.

But Liu Qiqiang slowed down his pace, thoughtful.

Fame and trouble, benefits and risks have always coexisted. How to balance the two and get enough benefits is a subject that requires long-term thinking.

Afterwards, seeing Lin Chen's back getting farther and farther away, he couldn't help being taken aback, and hurriedly followed.

Soon, the figures of the three disappeared beside Yingyue Lake.

Just when such a major event happened in Qing Yunzong, on the other side, Jiangcheng.

On the yellow sand in Jiangcheng, where there is no vitality, Master Jianxuan is sitting cross-legged.

In front of him was a long bronze sword hanging in the air, and beneath him were clumps of [Sword Grass] that were extremely sharp and full of sword energy!
The swordgrass took root in this lifeless land, constantly absorbing spiritual energy, killing intent, and refining the mana of Master Jianxuan, and condensed a series of sword energy that could easily kill a monk in the foundation establishment period!

And this stream of sword energy poured into the bronze long sword continuously, making the breath on the latter's body more fierce, and even the surrounding space was faintly distorted!

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a harvest." Master Jianxuan looked at the continuously tempering spirit sword in front of him, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

During this period of time, he stayed in Jiangcheng all the time, studying the killing intent remaining in the land. By chance, he accidentally discovered that his natal spirit plant Sword Grass could extract the killing intent out of it. Use it for yourself!
Although the Sword Grass couldn't last long in this process, relying on his solid wealth, he continuously gave birth to natal spiritual plants, and he could continue to extract the killing intent.

And the extracted killing intent is integrated into his natal spirit sword, coupled with his fundamental magic [hidden sword technique], it can breed a sword light that can kill Jindan!
Not only that, he can also rely on this to continuously improve his own cultivation!
"Huh—" Reverend Jianxuan let out a long breath.

In the land of Lingnan, at the Golden Core level, there are not many spiritual objects that can promote its progress. It is rare to encounter this opportunity, so naturally we must grasp it well.

Just when he was going to continue to meditate with his eyes closed and refine his killing intent, he was suddenly taken aback, and took out the sound wind wood that the sect used to communicate with from the storage ring.

"Zongmen disciple was killed, Senior Brother Changqing was attacked?!" Master Jianxuan's expression changed after sensing the information inside.

He never expected that such a major event would happen after he left the sect for only a few days!
Immediately, Master Jianxuan got up, looked at the natal spirit sword in front of him, hesitated for a moment, left behind a clone of spiritual energy, and then turned into a beam of light, flying away into the distance!
Soon, he came to a hill outside Jiangcheng, and on the hill, a huge flying boat was moored.

"Master!" Zhang Mengyao quickly saw who was coming, and came to greet him.

"Something happened to the Zongmen, I have to go back immediately!" Reverend Jianxuan said directly, "I will leave a spiritual energy clone here to assist you in sealing off the nearby area. Remember, don't allow anyone to approach!"

The sect was attacked? !

Zhang Mengyao couldn't help being startled when she heard the words, but she reacted immediately and said yes.

After arranging the affairs of Jiangcheng, Master Jianxuan turned into a stream of light without hesitation and flew straight to Qingyunzong.

And at this moment, beside the land where the God of Transformation fell.

A huge fireball hundreds of meters away emitted endless rays of light and flames, completely breaking up the cloudy ghost tide below.

The blazing flames completely enveloped the shadowy ghost!
"Jie Jie Jie!" Taiyin Daoist, who was in the shadow of the ghost, not only showed no signs of fear at the moment, but let out a strange laugh.

"Qingyang old ghost, we will meet later!"

As soon as the words fell, ghosts with different attributes suddenly appeared beside him.

This is the ghost formed by the Taiyin real person using the technique of [Soul-removing] to refine five foundation-building monks whose spiritual roots are mainly metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

When they gather together, Taiyin Daoist can imitate the famous [Five Ghosts Transporting] technique in the ghost realm!
The terrifying flames covered it, but in the flames, the figure of Daoist Taiyin had disappeared without a trace!
Master Qingyang's face was gloomy when he saw this.

The opponent is obviously not my opponent, but by virtue of the [Five Ghosts Transporting] technique simulated by [Desperate Soul], he has repeatedly escaped from his hands.

"If you want to destroy the opponent, you have to make a contribution with one blow, otherwise I will have no choice but to perform this technique on him!" Qingyang real person thought to himself.

At this time, he also sensed the news from the sect, and took out the sound wind wood from the storage ring. After sensing the news, his expression also changed.

He just wanted to get up, but as if he sensed something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the place where the God of Transformation fell.

In his spiritual perception, he only felt that the terrifying power covering the entire canyon began to climb steadily, and at the same time began to continuously gather in the valley.

Apparently, the battle between the two remaining forces of the cultivator of Huashen has once again entered a fierce stage, and after this time passes, the two sects will usher in the opportunity to enter the valley!
The occurrence of this opportunity will trigger a fierce battle between the two sects.

The outcome of the fierce battle will also determine the fate of the Nascent Soul Stage, and it will also represent the end of the thousands of years of struggle between the two sects!
(End of this chapter)