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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Three Pleasure Begets Sadness!(1/2)

When it comes to fighting powerful enemies in the world, Qian Duoduo is naturally not as good as Luo Dajiang and others. However, when it comes to how to manage sects and all the facilities required to build sects, Qian Duoduo's expertise is as clear as possible and can be easily obtained.

Seeing the current Nine Palaces and the Tianyun Banners manifesting the legendary changes in the Tianxing Luck, Qian Duoduo was so excited that he took hundreds of kilograms of medicine.

"I have a specialty in my profession, and I am responsible for this matter. You only need to assist me or provide staff. Remember to listen to my arrangements."



The next morning, Qian Duoduo, who had not been sleeping all night, went down the mountain with great energy; when he came back, he had already brought back the craftsmen from the brigade, and his spirit was still bright, which was even more exciting than injecting chicken blood.

"On this side, don't mark too much of this land, just about three acres; and on this side, you need about three acres, right! Here you need...50 acres! Here you need a small building; here you need a pavilion; here you need dig a pond; here you need a building here you need to cover an area of ​​about ten acres..."

"This is the key point. We will expand our mountain landscape and expand the area of ​​3,000 acres..."

While Qian Duoduo is busy, he always maintains a state of enjoyment and happiness, and is a superman.

"The clothes and dress of Jiufeng disciples must be uniform; from now on, personal generations need to be strictly divided; the founders are wearing purple robes, just like the boss; the first generation of disciples, yellow robes; the second generation, black robes, third generation, blue robes, fourth generation, red robes, fifth generation, green robes... and so on..."

"Master Qian, what should I do if I have more than ten generations of disciples in the future? You have used up all seven colors now, what should I do afterwards?"

"The seven colors I set are the main colors; further down, just use clothes of various colors to match cuffs and collars of different colors. These are easy to deal with, and you can see at a glance and you won't make any mistakes."

Qian Duoduo is confident and has a good reputation, but he just speaks something and is sure.

In fact, he had wanted to do this for a long time, but Yun Yang thought it was troublesome and was afraid that his disciples would become discriminatory and delay their personal progress.

But now, these are all directly on the table. For Qian Duoduo who had already planned, it was just putting his own plans into action, and there was no more verbalism.

For example, there are thousands of tailors I find at one time, but they can all do their own things, not messy and orderly.

“How big is it?”

"After measuring your body, one person will make six sets from the inside out; two sets of summer, autumn, two sets of winter and spring; and two sets of training clothes specially used to practice and polish the body... Pay attention to the different styles, don't mess it up for me."

"Just six sets, will it be a little short? These are enough to wear for a year at most!"

"It's just for them to wear it for a year; these little guys are now growing up, and I don't know how much change in body shape will be in a year. This number is just right..."

"Do everything except those with larger bodies and whose bodies have almost been fixed."

"good."

"The same goes for shoes."

"clear."

The little fat man jumped up and down, and his voice was hoarse every day, but he was still happy and shouted for the whole time.

For Qian Duoduo, he created a sect with his own hands, watching the sect grow from scratch... Especially from beginning to end, he was the foundation of the sect, presided over the overall situation, and even drew a blueprint to lay everything...

For him, this is already the greatest happiness in this world!

Although he was only the chief manager of the Jiuzun Mansion, not the creator; nor the head, nor the main combat force, even Yun Yang, who created this sect himself, had the happiness and satisfaction that was not as strong as the fat man when the Jiuzun Mansion developed to the current situation!

Even far inferior, even if it is ten times or a hundred times behind!

Because... this is the fat man's greatest obsession in this life, and he will continue to change his mind forever!

All his studies in the first half of his life, all his pursuits in the second half of his life, and all his efforts in his life were entangled in this!

There is nothing else to give up this!

For Qian Duoduo, the most mysterious skill is the best, the world is invincible, and immortality... nothing matters. What he wants is to create the glory of a sect with one hand!

It is best to be the best sect in the world...that is, there will be no desires and no desires in three lives...

This is Qian Duoduo’s Tao, the business path of the business alliance, and Shi Wuchen’s sword path are all branches of Tao, each doing its own thing, and the end is the same!

Money is busy.

Luo Dajiang and others were also busy, and they were busy practicing.

Yun Yang's super-large breakthrough caused them unprecedented stimulation and impact.

Qian Duoduo left in the morning, but the nine people did not part; instead, they continued to hold a small meeting.

"The boss has entered the realm of the Saint Lord! A bunch of seclusion is still continuing, and the sword energy is becoming more and more powerful. Although he has not yet come out of the mountain, the sword energy he overflows can already affect the entire Nine Lord Mansion. It is predictable that there will be significant progress in this time!"

"On the other hand, we are too weak and are very behind!"

"We must catch up. Now the spiritual energy of the Nine Lords Mansion is so strong, which is a great opportunity for cultivation. I think that our previous special training should not only continue, but also add more effort and more difficulty. In addition to practicing, the competition and battle between each other must also continue!"

Luo Dajiang said: "If we only maintain the current progress of our cultivation, we are afraid that our disciples will catch up with us before we can improve our cultivation. When it is really time for the time when the master is inferior to the disciple, it is embarrassing... it will be a big loss!"

Luo Dajiang's words made Tian Can Shixiu present look very ugly.

"We also noticed this." Tie Qingcang's face was solemn: "I have lived a very comfortable life recently."

In the next period of time, Luo Dajiang and others really tried their best to practice!

The cultivation strength is like an extreme that I wish I could practice myself to death.

Every time I practice, I will try my best to squeeze myself. First, I will use the ultimate ultimate move in a series, and basically consume my own inner energy and physical energy within a quarter of an hour; then I will support myself with perseverance and hard support!

I recovered after I was able to hold on, and then emptied myself in the shortest time, and then continued to struggle!

There is not a complete rest time, but their rest time is used to answer questions for the disciples.

Seeing the masters practicing in such an extreme and extreme way, the true disciples of the Nine Lords Mansion have the intention of being up and down, and they all tempered themselves with a trend far beyond the previous one; the junior brothers and sisters who went down naturally felt the crisis.

The cultivation of senior brothers and sisters has begun to leap again, and it has pulled us farther and farther away. What should I do?

Practice!

Practice hard!

Practice hard!

From top to bottom, the Nine Lords Mansions all launched this most extreme and extreme mode of practice.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t adopt this method of practice, then what awaits you is to be eliminated. If you don’t want to be eliminated, you only have efforts, only limits, only extremes!

Even when eating, some people are chanting the formula and holding their jobs to find senior sisters and brothers to ask questions they don’t understand. Even when squatting, some disciples are constantly considering their practice direction. How to solve the difficulties they have come up with?

All this directly led to Yun Yang being shocked when he came back.

Of course, this is a later story, a long time later story...

...

On the other side.

Yun Yang reappeared in the wind and clouds, intending to enter the demon world directly from high altitude.

Incarnated as a storm, it is as different from the shadowless, invisible, and traceless.

But what made Yun Yang confused for a moment was...

When I turned into Fengyun and went to the highest point, I was about to fly over the Blood Soul Mountain, I suddenly felt the endless pressure coming from the sky!

It was a special pressure similar to that under the sky.

It seems to be a warning: no one is allowed to pass from high altitudes!

Since ancient times, no one has been able to fly over the top of Blood Soul Mountain.

But how could Yun Yang give up? His own transformation of the world has always been unfavorable. Even the great power of the sky still belongs to nature. If you don’t believe that you can do anything to his own transformation of the world!

Yunyang chose to face huge pressure and continue to float upwards.

The magical power of the wind and clouds is indeed unique. It is constantly rising against the power of Cangtian. However, every few feet higher, the pressure will be greater. This means that Yun Yang's cultivation has made a significant breakthrough a few days ago, and his magical power has reached the sixth level. Not only does his cultivation increase dramatically, but his physical body's resistance load is also far beyond the previous one. If it were only the previous small body, the current power of Cangtian would be invincible at all.

"This place is about five hundred feet high from the top of the mountain." Yun Yang looked at him who had surpassed the cliff guarding the Blood Soul Mountain for a long time; he looked at the end of the other end of the high altitude, and felt that he had a lot of confidence and his chances were in his hand.

So he flew upwards by pressure for another two hundred feet, and this height was almost 20,000 feet from the ground. Even if the power of the sky was only the hurricanes coming and going in the sky were enough to produce the cutting power to tear apart the advanced cultivators.

Yun Yang judged that even if a wisp of wind at this height was free from the bottom, he could uproot a small forest with no grass.

However, even with such pressure, Yun Yang could still afford to bear the burden and even had a lot of strength!

However, at this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.

This sudden lightning flash was only the thickness of the fingernails, curved and curvy, and looked powerless. For Yun Yang, who had experienced the baptism of heaven, it was not worth a smile. He was disdainful and even had the intention of dodging slightly.

However, the next moment, only after a slight contact with the moment when lightning suddenly appeared, Yun Yang let out a slash, immediately revealing his figure from the sky, and even floating back and forth in the hurricane. With his current cultivation level, under the shock of the power of lightning suddenly appeared, the wind and clouds were no longer able to stop, and they were even unable to control their body and fell down in a free fall posture.

At this moment, Yun Yang really didn't want to move, but was unable to move. He was now numb and could not move even a little finger.

The only sense that is easy to use is probably the sense of smell, because while the lightning strikes the upper body, his whole body is filled with an indescribable aroma of barbecue, and the strange fragrance is suffocating. Not to mention others, Yun Yang wants to bite two bites when he smells it.

But, this seems to be my own flesh...

Yun Yang's mind moved and quickly judged that when the small lightning struck him, more than 80% of his body were burned and roasted, otherwise he would never have been there.

It seems that except for the head not being cooked, other parts... sprinkle some big ingredients from the neck, and any part can be served with a good wine.

Yun Yang didn't dare to think about the wonderfulness between his legs. Maybe he would become real at this moment?!

If Yun Yang had not reached the realm of the Saint Lord and had the ability to reshape his body and recreate his golden body, just to beat him up, Yun Yang would have been so disappointed that he committed suicide...

"I'm probably only left with my internal organs that have not been burned, my head is still intact..."

...

On Blood Soul Mountain, at a height of about nine thousand feet, there is a clear curved mountain pass, with towering cliffs on both sides, only here is slightly lower.
To be continued...
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