I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 288 Teammates
Leaving Qingyuan Mountain and leaving Changqing City.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

There were already eight foundation-building disciples waiting for Jin Ye and his grandson outside the city. When they saw them, they hurried forward to greet them.

"Let's go!"

Jin Ye waved his hand, and the colorful chariot was released.

Jin Ye and his grandson boarded the carriage, and the eight foundation-building disciples surrounded the carriage from the front and back, heading all the way to Dayan Mountain in Muzhou.

"Grandfather, are all the true disciples of Qingyuan Sect so rich? They actually use Purple Mist Spirit Tea to entertain guests, and that Lord Xia doesn't seem to take the Ghost Car Demon Core seriously! That's a fourth-level initial stage demon core. Even if the quality is inferior to those of the same level, it is still extremely precious." Sitting in the carriage, Jin Bu no longer had the brilliance he had when he came. Instead, he asked in disbelief while savoring the fragrance of the Purple Mist Spirit Tea lingering between his lips and teeth.

"Of course this is impossible. No matter how powerful the true disciples of Qingyuan Sect are, can they be more powerful than my grandfather? Moreover, my Jin family owns Dayan Mountain, has a long heritage, and has accumulated wealth from generation to generation. It has become a force of its own, and the foundation of ordinary true disciples cannot be compared.

However, Mansion Master Xia was only at the Perfect Qi Refining stage back then, but he had already caught the eye of Zuo Dongge and became a true disciple. He also had the wholehearted support of the third-rank alchemy master Shang Rui. Now, in just over twenty years, he has leapt into the late Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. Naturally, he is not comparable to an ordinary true disciple.

That's why I went to him. With his status as a true disciple of Qingyuan Sect, not only can others be cautious, but if anything unexpected happens, with the strength of Lord Xia, he can also kill the opponent by surprise."

"Grandfather just said that his strength is not much inferior to yours. Is it true? But he is only in the late stage of foundation building." When Jin Bu saw his grandfather mentioned Xia Daoming's strength, he asked with curiosity and some dissatisfaction.

“More than 20 years ago, although his performance was very impressive, it was due to the mysteriousness of his magic weapon and the unexpectedness of his martial arts that he was able to defeat Fang Fengtai and Tian Xuanben in one fell swoop.

However, no matter how powerful his physical training was, it should have reached its limit back then. He has only improved his Qi training over the years. So even though his strength has definitely improved greatly, it is still unlikely that he can match my grandfather with his late foundation building stage and physical training."

As Jin Ye spoke the rest of the story, a hint of complacency appeared on his face.

"It turns out that grandfather was just flattering him and coaxing him. I thought he was really that great!" Jin Bu felt a lot more relaxed after hearing this, and his waist straightened up unconsciously.

"In a large sect like Qingyuan Sect, the top-notch cultivators who have completed the foundation building process can still be on par with the fake elixir cultivators if they have the help of magic weapons. However, the cultivation level of the late foundation building stage is still a bit lower after all. To be on par with the fake elixir cultivators, the gap is too big and it is almost impossible."

At this point, Jin Ye's face suddenly darkened, and he became serious. Then he changed his tone and said, "However, Palace Master Xia is definitely not simple. With his current cultivation, even if he can't match me, the difference shouldn't be too big. It will be no problem for him to defeat you."

"No way!" Jin Bu said unconvinced.

"Hmph, what can't you do? You've only just reached the stage of perfect foundation building. Even if there are two of you, you can never be his match." Jin Ye said bluntly.

"This..." Jin Bu's waist, which had just straightened up, collapsed again.
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The State of Daliang faces the sea in the south and has a long coastline.

Wanghai City in Nanpu Prefecture is the largest port city in Daliang State.

The port is very busy with many ships coming in and out every day.

Most of these ships are secular ships, but there are a few special ships that have no sails but can ride the wind and waves, and their speed far exceeds those of large ships with sails.

When people in the port see these ships, they often look at them with longing and awe.

On this day, at the port of Wanghai City, there was a large ship without sails, black in color, with strange runes carved on its hull.

The large ship was parked on the sea surface in the harbor, and the surrounding water surface seemed to be suppressed by some mysterious force, and there was no wind or waves at all.

The water area of ​​dozens of acres around the ship was empty and no ships approached.

Rainbow lights flashed across the sky and landed on the boat, or spiritual birds and beasts flew across the sky and slowly landed on the boat.

In the distance, people coming and going in the port and on the ships would look at the big ship with awe from time to time.

"Daddy, look, another immortal is coming." A child's voice sounded among the crowd.

A chariot surrounded by a halo of light seemed to be flying slowly but was actually as fast as lightning from a distance and then landed on the deck.

A tall and thin middle-aged man and a young man in blue clothes came out.

These two people were naturally Jin Ye and Xia Daoming who came as agreed.

"Senior Jin is here. My uncle has been waiting in the cabin for a long time." As soon as the two men walked out of the carriage, a pretty woman came forward and bowed.

"Okay, you lead the way." Jin Ye flicked his wide sleeves, acting like a senior.

"Yes! Senior and this fellow Taoist are invited."

The exterior of the ship looked larger than most of the ships in the port. After getting off the deck and entering the cabin passage, Xia Daoming found that the space inside was much larger than he had imagined, and the layout was very elegant and luxurious.

Soon, the woman led the two to a hall that was more than ten feet long and wide. In the middle of the hall was a long wooden table, surrounded by more than ten chairs.

When Xia Daoming and the other two came in, there were already three fake elixir cultivators sitting around the table, and behind them stood more than a dozen late foundation building cultivators.

When everyone saw Xia Daoming and the other man come in, they immediately looked at them with sharp eyes.

But those eyes only turned slightly to Xia Daoming, and finally fixed on Jin Ye.

"Haha, Brother Jin, you are finally here. Please take a seat. Now the only fairy Zeng Peiyao from Xiangquan Valley has not arrived yet." Soon, an elegant man sitting facing the entrance stood up and bowed to Jin Ye in greeting.

Obviously, this elegant man is the person in charge, Shi Yi from Guanjiang Mountain.

"Haha, that's good. I'm not the last one to arrive." Jin Ye laughed, but his eyes were already looking at the two fake Dan monks sitting on the left and right sides of the table. His eyebrows inadvertently frowned slightly. He actually didn't recognize these two people.

"Let me introduce you. This is Brother Jinye, the mountain master of Dayan Mountain in Muzhou, Daliang. Brother Jin, these two are not from Daliang. Fairy Han Shuang is a casual cultivator from Yi Country. Brother Lei Jiahao is from Chu Country.

They are all friends I met when I was traveling and looking for opportunities in my early years. They are all trustworthy friends." Shi Yi smiled and helped introduce the two parties.

"It turns out to be Fairy Han and Fellow Daoist Lei. Nice to meet you!" Jin Ye bowed and greeted them.

"Nice to meet you! Nice to meet you!" Han Shuang and Lei Jiahao stood up and bowed in return.

"By the way, Brother Shi, didn't you say that each of our fake elixir cultivators can bring a late foundation-building cultivator to help set up the formation? I have specially invited Xia Daoming, a true disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, with whom I have known each other for many years. Fellow Daoist Xia, come and help." After the two sides greeted each other, Jin Ye specially introduced Xia Daoming.

When the Foundation Establishment cultivators standing behind the fake elixir cultivators heard that Xia Daoming was actually a true disciple of Qingyuan Sect, most of them showed a hint of envy in their eyes.

"It turns out that the person who came with Brother Jin is a true disciple of Qingyuan Sect. You didn't tell me earlier, which made me a little rude." Shi Yi's face changed slightly when he heard this, but it returned to normal in the blink of an eye. He smiled and complained to Jin Ye, then turned to Xia Daoming and said with a bow: "Fellow Daoist Xia, I am rude, please don't mind."

"Friend Shi, you are too polite. You are a fake elixir cultivator, so you are my senior." Xia Daoming said humbly.

"Haha, what senior or not? Qingyuan Sect is one of the three major sects in Daliang State, and the status of a true disciple is extraordinary." Shi Yi smiled and waved his hand when he heard it, and then asked casually, "By the way, who is your master? Maybe we have a relationship."

"My master is Zuo Dongge."

"So you are Elder Zuo's disciple. He was the best of the second generation of Qingyuan Sect back then. What a pity..." As Shi Yi said the latter part, his face showed regret with a hint of relief.

"So he is Elder Zuo's disciple. By the way, my father once had some exchanges with him." Han Shuang said coldly.

"Really? Then it's fate." Upon hearing this, Xia Daoming nodded towards Han Shuang without changing his expression, as if he didn't notice her unfriendly and cold expression at all, but he smiled bitterly in his heart.

Uncle-Master Xiao is right. When you are out, try not to mention the name of your master.

He was really too brilliant back then!
"Haha, it's fate, it's fate. Brother Xia, let's sit down!" Jin Ye laughed and invited Xia Daoming to sit next to him, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

He brought in Xia Daoming, a true disciple of Qingyuan Sect, mainly to save face and make others be cautious.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yi actually invited a fake Dan cultivator from another country, and this Han Shuang obviously had a grudge against Zuo Dongge. In this case, bringing Xia Daoming here would actually backfire.

After all, the identity of a true disciple of Qingyuan Sect is useful in Daliang Kingdom, but its weight will be much less outside Daliang Kingdom.

In particular, Xia Daoming's master was a crippled Jindan cultivator.

But now that things have come to this, we can only try to smooth things over.

Xia Daoming naturally would not take a mere fake alchemy cultivator seriously. When he saw Jin Ye calling him, he sat down leisurely.

After sitting down, Xia Daoming sat quietly without saying a word, while Jin Ye chatted casually with Shi Yi and others.

Soon, the last fake Dan monk, Zeng Peiyao from Xiangquan Valley, arrived.

However, Xia Daoming was shocked by the appearance of this woman. She had a swan-shaped face and a pair of hands like chicken claws. Her nails were long and black, shining with a faint light. One glance at her made people feel cold. It was difficult to associate her with the Xiangquan Valley or the name Pei Yao.

Zeng Peiyao was a fake elixir cultivator from Daliang State, and Jin Ye knew her already.

When he saw her come in, he quickly stood up to greet her, and even looked at her with a hint of fear in the depths of her eyes.

Accompanying this woman was an old woman with gray hair.

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