Fifty drops of blood comebacks haven't happened before in history.
What's more, they have already rejected Zhongtongmen twice, and now it's too late even if they want to surrender.
"At least, we still have nine months." After a long silence, Jiang Chou said slowly, "If we act now, we may not have no chance!"
After saying that, his eyes shifted back and forth between Jun Jue and Zhonglou, and finally settled on Zhonglou, showing an expression that said, "Xiao Qingguan depends on you."
Chonglou trembled all over and sat upright: "Senior...Senior brother, why are you looking at me like this?"
Jiang Chou said seriously: "To be independent, strength is indispensable. Now there are three of us, the leader is old, and I don't have the qualifications to practice, so I can only rely on you, junior brother."
Chonglou was stunned for a moment, unable to believe it.
Senior brother, did you say it wrong or did I hear it wrong? You don't have the qualifications to practice... So what do you mean by the qualifications to practice?
A step up?
In addition, are you sure you want to put your hope in a demon who is always ready to find an opportunity to escape? Then my suggestion is that you might as well invest directly.
"Chou'er thinks he doesn't have the qualifications to practice?"
Old Jun Jue spoke and looked at Jiang Chou with interest.
Jiang Chou nodded and said, "Yes. I tried some introductory concepts when I was young, but they all failed without exception. Even the most popular "Tai Shang Induction Chapter" couldn't let me step into the first level of Qi training, not even a little bit.
There’s no feeling at all.”
He spread his hands and laughed slightly at himself: "I'm afraid I must have the most useless physique in the world."
The dream of cultivating immortals has long been driven away by repeated failures in visualization, and even the dregs are left behind.
There are not many things that Jiang Chou is sure of, but this is one of the most certain things.
"Chou'er is limited." Jun Jue said with a slight smile.
"Huh?" Jiang Chou looked at Jun Jue.
Chonglou also raised his head.
Jun Jue said: "Nowadays, the human race generally adopts the Seven Realms of Cultivation, which is good, but does it mean that there is only this kind of cultivation system in the world? So before the Seven Realms of Cultivation was determined, how did the human race practice? Is the Seven Realms of Cultivation really possible?
Did it happen overnight?”
Jiang Chou was stunned. With his temperament, he really hadn't considered these issues.
Taoist Jun Jue twirled his beard and said: "As long as it doesn't fall from the sky, there must be development, evolution, and loss."
"I think, Chou'er, although you can't practice the ordinary Seventh Realm of Cultivation, you can't help but follow another path, an unknown, very powerful... alien inheritance!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence.
Jiang Chou's brows grew tighter and tighter.
Chonglou’s brows are getting wider and wider!
I see!
He felt that he finally understood the reason why Jiang Chou was so powerful. It turned out that what he learned was not what normal people learn!
"Really?" Jiang Chou seemed to believe it.
"absolute!"
"real!"
Jun Jue and Chong Lou said in unison!
Jiang Chou looked at Chonglou with a surprised look on his face: "Junior brother, do you also understand this?"
Chonglou coughed twice and patted the Wanjuan book beside him guiltily: "I...I read it from the book! What's more, if you, senior brother, have no practice, how did you defeat the elder of the Zhongtong Sect? That man
But it beat our leader to a pulp..."
"Ahem, Lou'er, don't add the last sentence..."
Jiang Chou was stunned, then thought carefully for a moment, and still looked at Jun Jue uncertainly: "Master, does that mean that I also have some cultivation skills now?"
He sat up straight with his back nervously and asked: "What level am I at now? Have I practiced Qi... level three?"
He originally wanted to say that he was at the first level of Qi training, but when he thought that Wu Yong was an elder after all, he would not be too weak after defeating him, he became a little bolder.
"Pfft..." Chonglou spit out a mouthful of porridge, choking and making his whole face turn red.
Jun Jue smiled and shook his head.
Jiang Chou moved his buttocks and said uncertainly: "Fourth floor?"
Jun Jue continued to shake his head with a profound look on his face.
"Fifth floor?" Jiang Chou couldn't sit still.
"Haha, Chou'er, you're in trouble." Old Taoist Jun Jue smiled and asked, "Can you see what state I am in?"
"Anyway, we can't build the foundation..." Chonglou muttered.
"Limitations!" Master Jun Jue waved his sleeves, "Do you think what you think is what you think?"
Chonglou shrank his head, you are ugly, you are right.
Jiang Chou said honestly: "I don't know."
Jun Jue nodded and said, "Yes, there are often barriers between different inheritances. Just like you can't see my realm, I can't see yours either."
"But if you have a little bit of worry, you have to believe that at least you can practice. You don't have to limit yourself to sensing your mind. You just need to keep your mind, uphold the right path, and practice the exercises directly."
"Kung Fu..." Jiang Chou thought thoughtfully, stood up suddenly, and said anxiously, "I'm full, let's go down the mountain first!"
"Don't worry, it's not too late to go after eating this salted duck egg."
Old Taoist Jun Jue had a kind look in his eyes. He cut the last piece of salted duck egg in the bowl into three pieces and handed them to Jiang Chou and his wife.
Jiang Chou was silent for a moment, ate the rest of the bowl in one gulp, said "thank you to the master", and went out with the peach wood sword.
Jun Jue and Chong Lou were the only two people left in the room.
Chonglou picked up the salted egg yolk twice with chopsticks, drank it with some disgust, and felt a lot more relaxed.
"Why are you in such a hurry to go down the mountain?"
"Haha, after wasting decades, I finally know that I can practice Kung Fu. How can you bear it?" Jun Jue took his chopsticks and dipped them in the salted egg yolk bit by bit, squinting his eyes to enjoy it.
"That's right." Chonglou looked at Jun Jue with a look of surprise on his face, "But the old Taoist priest, we all know how strong he is, why do we have to take so many detours? If we just let him kill him at the Zhongtong Gate, it would be over. Even if he is destroyed,
Lifting the Zhongtong Gate won’t completely solve the problem, but I don’t believe those in the Zhongtong Gate would insist on annexing it under the threat of death.”
Old Taoist Jun Jue glanced at Chonglou, with a twinkle in his eye.
Why didn't the Buddha let Sun Wukong carry Tang Monk directly to Lingshan Mountain in a somersault cloud?
After Jun Jue finished eating the last pinch of salted egg yolk, he smacked his lips and stood up. He wiped his hands on his butt twice and said casually as he went out:
"It's simple. All it takes is one of you and me sacrificing something."
The back of Chonglou sitting at the table suddenly stiffened.
…
Zhongtong Gate.
In the side hall, four candles are burning under the statue of the god.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the candle flames swayed. However, the flame of the candle on the far right trembled and then went out!
"Third Elder!"
The expressions of the people in the middle passage changed drastically, and they stared intently at the candle on the far right, which was now filled with only white smoke.
"Wu Yong...is dead?"
Behind the people in the middle passage, the faces of Bu Bu and Si Si also changed, and they said in disbelief.
Although the two of them did not deal with Wu Yong on weekdays, they were still surprised to see his vitality disappear.
What's more, didn't he just go to Xiaoqingguan to kill the little Taoist priest? How could such a simple thing... go away and never come back?
You never know if your meeting with someone will be your last.
"Little Qingguan... little Taoist priest..."
The person in the middle passage had a pale face, and the dust in his hands was trembling slightly.
Just had an attack.
Then I heard a voice coming slowly.
"So this is your Zhongtongmen's ability to handle affairs?"
"It's really funny." This chapter has been completed!