Qi Yuan put the matter of the Black Mountain Sect in the back of his mind.
He held the knife and continued walking.
Along the way, he heard many whispers, all of which were against the Black Mountain Sect.
“The Black Mountain Sect is really abominable!”
“He actually hurt Senior Brother Zheng and didn’t take our Shenguang Sect seriously!”
“Who gave their sect leader a good adoptive father?”
“What’s even more hateful is that the Black Mountain Sect will come to participate in the foundation building conference half a month later!”
“What, the Black Mountain Sect is coming too!”
“I heard that the chief disciples of several peaks are discussing what happened yesterday. Why is that guy... still walking around with his sword?”
“Keep your voice down, hasn’t that person built the foundation yet? What’s the use of discussing it?”
“I’m afraid even Chu Tianxiong won’t be able to defeat him.”
"Don't say that. Senior brother didn't build the foundation because he didn't want to. He definitely didn't want to stop at refining Qi and reach perfection."
Qi Yuan didn’t seem to have any reaction when he heard this.
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Wangyue Continent.
Queen Jinli's face showed a look of joy: "Aunt Qin, your injury is healed?"
Aunt Qin nodded: "Thank you for the royal medicine given by your majesty. My injuries have finally healed, and my strength has improved to a higher level."
“That’s good.” The stone in Jin Li’s heart fell to the ground.
After her father and mother died, it was Aunt Qin who watched her grow up.
She relies heavily on Aunt Qin.
However, thinking of something, she asked: "Aunt Qin, are you sure that we will fight against the Nanfeng Imperial Army in six days?"
The battle scheduled in six days will affect the life and death of Jinli and others.
Once it fails, Sima Ting will definitely wait for an opportunity to take action.
At that time, Jinli had no ability to resist.
Forcibly resisting will only cause those who follow you to die prematurely.
When Aunt Qin heard this, a trace of sadness appeared on her face: "Yesterday, Prince Nanfeng visited Sima Ting.
Sima Ting gave me a big medicine called Hunyuan Blood-locking Pill."
"What!" Jinli chewed through his gums, "Sima Ting's heart is known to everyone on the road!"
The national advisor of Nanfeng Kingdom is a powerful person in the late king level.
What he practices is the Dragon Elephant Purgatory Kung Fu.
The stronger the Qi and blood of this skill, the stronger the strength will be. When you practice to the highest level, you can have the power of a hundred dragons and elephants.
If it were before, Aunt Qin who took Jiuhua Qiluo would be a little stronger than Nanfeng's national master.
However, the medicine given by Sima Ting is a top-quality medicine for qi and blood.
The master of the Nanfeng Kingdom took these powerful medicines, and his strength was bound to increase greatly.
From the late stage of the King level to perfection, it is no longer a matter of course, and you can even get a glimpse of the scenery of the King level.
Aunt Qin is no match for the current Nanfeng State Imperial Guard.
The person who caused all this was Sima Ting, the prime minister of Nangan Kingdom.
“Isn’t Sima Ting afraid of the accusations from thousands of people?” Huaxian, the commander of the imperial army next to him, was also extremely angry.
Sima Ting became less and less concealed.
Jin Li frowned and took out the remaining imperial medicine: "Aunt Qin, can taking these imperial medicines improve your strength?"
Aunt Qin saw the imperial medicine, and a look of shock flashed in her eyes.
She didn’t know where His Majesty obtained so many precious royal medicines.
“If I take these imperial medicines, I am sure that I will break through and enter the imperial level within three years.
But...it's too late." Aunt Qin's words were full of regret.
Jinli frowned, thinking about a way to break the situation.
The imperial medicine hires an emperor-level expert to take action?
Exclude.
Looking for some tiger and wolf medicine that can improve strength in a short time?
no!
Jinli had no good solution for the time being.
She couldn't help but think of Qi Yuan's words about recruiting some little demons into the clothes to help her.
This emotion passed by in a flash.
How could it be so easy to tame the devil in clothes?
Just talk about it.
I don’t know where there is a way to quickly improve my cultivation level.
Unexpectedly, Jin Li looked at Aunt Qin and said, "Aunt Qin, I'd like to keep the matter of your recovery a secret for now. Don't let Sima Ting know about it. I will figure out a way to improve your strength."
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“Meet the patriarch.”
The main hall was empty. Qi Yuan stood in the center with a respectful attitude.
Zhenjun Kumu glanced at Qi Yuan, with a hint of teasing in his expression: "You still recognize me as the sect leader."
A few months ago, this great disciple of Qise Peak suddenly revealed that he, the leader of the Shenguang Sect, was actually a spy of the Demonic Desire Sect.
At that time, he was so frightened that he thought he had been exposed. The one from Qise Peak, together with the other peak masters, wanted to take action against him.
Unexpectedly, this false alarm was completely nonsense made by Qi Yuan.
He does have a deep connection with the Demonic Desire Sect, and was personally sent to the Shenguang Sect by an elder of the Demonic Desire Sect.
From a handyman disciple, to an outside disciple, and then to a true disciple.
Day after day, his heart was frightened.
He contacted the elder frequently.
Each time the elder said, wait a little longer.
Day after day, year after year, he worked carefully and became the leader of the Shenguang Sect from an undercover agent.
When the elder saw him again, Lord Kumu changed his face: "People from the devil's path also want to sow discord between me and the Shenguang Sect."
The elder of the Demonic Desire Sect was already on his deathbed, and when he heard this, he burst into tears.
Qi Yuan looked at Lord Kumu and said lazily: "You haven't done anything to disgrace the Shenguang Sect, why can't I call you the sect leader?"
Zhenjun Kumu looked at Qi Yuan, his heart was extremely complicated.
“Qi Yuan, I have something that needs to be done by you.” Lord Kumu returned to business.
Qi Yuan’s attitude also became serious.
“In half a month, there will be a foundation building conference.” At the mention of this, Lord Kumu’s eyes flashed with a sharp edge, “This foundation building conference will be held by our Shenguang Sect.
At that time, the Great Shang Kingdom, Suspension Mountain, Demonic Desire Sect, and other sects will send some disciples to participate and compete for a foundation-building spiritual item...Huang Hua Guo."
The first-grade foundation-building spiritual objects are the best among the upper three-grade foundation-building spiritual objects.
In the great merchant countries, it was extremely rare.
It is rumored that those elusive and powerful men in the Great Shang Kingdom only have one hand, and they use upper-level third-grade foundation-building spiritual objects to build their foundations.
And it’s not even the first grade.
This shows how precious a first-grade foundation-building spiritual item is.
When Qi Yuan heard this, he was stunned: "Brothers and sisters, why don't you wait for this yellow flower fruit?"
"We didn't expect that there were only a few foundation-building spiritual objects in the secret realm this time, and among them was this yellow flower fruit." True Lord Kumu regretted.
If I had known earlier, I would have obtained a first-grade foundation-building spiritual object.
He will definitely not let the chief disciple of Jifeng build the foundation in advance.
Now, among the chief disciples of Jifeng, only Qi Yuan has not built a foundation.
Humaki Zhenjun thinks that this may be a coincidence.
But it may also be the handiwork of the person from Qisefeng.
She deliberately left high-quality foundation-building spiritual objects for her disciples.
“So, this time, you will lead our Shenguang Sect to participate in the Foundation Building Conference.
Qi Yuan, I hope you can enhance the prestige of my sect and win the Huanghuaguo!"
Hearing this, Qi Yuan felt helpless: "Can you not participate?"
“No!” The leader of the Shenguang Sect flatly refused. Thinking of Qi Yuan’s character, he added, “You only need to play one last time, and it won’t take more than an hour.”
Upon seeing this, Qi Yuan finally agreed: "Okay."
“Sect master, I’m leaving.” Qi Yuan wanted to leave.
Seeing Qi Yuan's appearance, the leader of the Shenguang Sect couldn't help but smile.
I don’t know whether it is reliable to place my hope on Qi Yuan.
It would be bad if the yellow flower fruit was taken away by other sects and created a strong man like the black chicken old demon.
But before he thought much, Qi Yuan suddenly stopped.
“Sect Master, Empress Dashang...is she beautiful?”