Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three of Part Eight
The two of them read this book very slowly.
They were extra careful, especially for some of the key masters, and they tried their best to write them down. You can't just take out the book and look them up every time you meet someone, right?
There is only one sentence on the last page.
"Tianque officials, official forces, and demonic forces are not within the scope of this evaluation."
The two of them let out a sigh of relief.
Among them, there are so many masters, including several super strong masters at the saint level, and countless heavenly masters. So many strong masters are only from the Jianghu sects, and do not include the government forces.
Inside!
There is also the Monster Clan, the Monster Clan from which Zi Xieqing was born. So, should the true number of top experts be calculated as twice the current known number, or three times, or even more times?!
"The strength of the Nine Heavens Tower is so amazing, it's really shocking and terrifying!" Chu Yang looked out the dark window and said with some emotion. Although this sentence was a compliment and an exclamation, it was still full of sighs.
Looking at it now, I only saw less than a quarter of the masters at most, and I was already feeling depressed. When Zixiao Emperor Zihao was fighting alone, how angry would he be when he thought of these people?
"Perhaps, maybe the demon side is more... powerful." Tie Butian comforted: "... This is also an unknown thing."
She said slowly: "Besides... Even if this side is stronger than that side, if people's hearts are not united, even hundreds of millions of heavenly beings will still be useless."
Chu Yang nodded slowly to express his approval.
If nothing else, just from the ranking of this sect, you can see how much effort and scheming each sect will put into to improve its ranking.
With all the energy spent here, who would think about the devil?
Not only do I have no energy, I also have no time!
How can fame and fortune only exist among ordinary people? The people here are undoubtedly equivalent to gods and immortals to the Jiuzhongtian Continent. But...how many people can escape the battle for fame and fortune?
Aren't you still fighting among yourself for fame and fortune? Fighting to death every day?
Besides... the purple sky is still so far away. If such distant news comes and is deliberately suppressed, how much waves can it cause? How much blood can it arouse?
Chu Yang suddenly understood the helplessness of Emperor Zixiao back then.
The younger generations have to pass on the legacy, and don’t forget to fight against the demons outside the territory.
How much desolation is there in this sentence? It's like today's parents say to their sons: I will never succeed in this life, all hope lies in you...
"Those children...you haven't gone to see them today, have you?" Tie Butian asked thoughtfully.
"No." Chu Yang knew what Tie Butian meant and said in a deep voice, "That's enough now."
Tie Butian nodded and sighed, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.
"If we reluctantly stay... we can't give them a future that belongs to them. For their future..." Chu Yang said solemnly.
"I understand." Tie Butian sighed sadly, with a stronger sense of reluctance.
How much does it cost to train a master?
How much wealth is needed to train an ordinary person from the very basics to a holy level that can withstand demons? How many elixirs? How much experience? How much risk?
Even an unparalleled genius must bear the potential danger of dying along the way. Moreover, the probability of such a genius dying is at least dozens of times higher than that of ordinary warriors!
Even if they only train one or two, ordinary big families cannot afford it. For example, in Zixia City now, it is said that the Jin family and the Wu family are big families. With the strength of their whole family, they can train a real family.
A strong person? In their eyes, a heaven-level master is already an unsurpassable super being, but in the eyes of a truly strong person, a heaven-level expert is just a slightly stronger ant!
It is absolutely impossible to "cultivate" strong men by relying on such a so-called big family!
"I miss my son..." Tie Butian leaned weakly into Chu Yang's arms.
For some time now, Tie Butian has really been thinking about little Tie Yang who is far away in Jiuchongtian.
My mother has traveled thousands of miles and misses her son so much that she tosses and turns and can't rest.
It was precisely because of the presence of these young children that Tie Butian's loving motherly heart was temporarily diverted. At this moment, thinking that these children would also leave him, the longing that had been suppressed in his heart became even more intense.
As an emperor of a generation, there were only a handful of times when Tie Butian was so weak. Moreover, he only appeared in front of Chu Yang.
"Why don't I want to..." Chu Yang hugged her gently and sighed: "...I not only miss my son, but also my parents...I miss those brothers and friends in Jiuchongtian Continent..."
The two of them leaned together and stared out the window quietly.
For a long time, not a single word was spoken.
…
Ever since Chu Yang and the others left, the Tie Yun Empire in the next three days began to expand rapidly.
The iron hooves of the iron cloud were like a strong wind, galloping in all directions for the next three days.
Moreover, a group of thousands of warriors have begun trying to set foot in Zhongsansan.
Even three days in middle school is not the end.
The attitude of the new king, His Majesty Tie Yang, is very clear: to rule the ninth heaven!
Moreover, the little guy really has a lot of thoughts. Before he made any move, the news had already spread throughout the Nine Heavens Continent.
The son of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master.
The nephew of Nine Tribulations.
Ning Tianya is his national advisor.
Such news spread throughout Jiuchongtian Continent like a hurricane.
Who wouldn't be afraid when encountering such a powerful existence to conquer?
Being timid before fighting is a foregone conclusion!
What's more, the little bastard also did something extremely speechless and out of place: Feng Yurou was pregnant and had not yet given birth, and the little guy actually claimed to be the son-in-law of Venerable Feng Yue.
I really don’t know how Feng Yurou will end up if she gives birth to a little boy. Will the little bastard be forced to work quickly?
If someone comes up with a sentence: Hurry up and give birth! My wife is counting on you two. Even if I give birth to 10,000 sons, it is still not enough... I must give birth to a daughter...
After Yue Lingxue and Feng Yurou heard the news, they stayed together for a whole day, and their jaws almost didn't drop to the ground.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that Chu Yang’s bastard son would be even more of a bastard than him!
Both couples were a little worried: What if they were really their sons?
Based on their understanding of the little bastard, I am afraid that he is really capable of asking the mother-in-law to have a daughter... It would be good to have a son and a daughter... But if more than ten children in a row are all sons...
Feng Yurou often touches her belly and feels terrified.
How could a joke lead to such an excellent son-in-law?
Of course, during this period of time, all advanced practitioners can clearly feel that for some unknown reason, the spiritual energy in the Jiuchongtian Continent is getting thinner and thinner.
Moreover, the standards for ascension also seem to be lowering, even rapidly.
Except for a few people who seemed to be allowed by Heaven to stay in the Nine Heavens Continent, other people with cultivation levels above the Supreme Sixth Grade actually ascended one after another.
Some of them just don’t know who they are.
All in all, a golden bridge fell down almost every three to five. So everyone knew: Well, another one has flown down.
Then a few days later there was another golden bridge, well, another one flew away...
Later, everyone felt a little numb.
Because those below the Supreme Sixth Grade have also begun to ascend...
Before, it took hundreds of thousands of years for a few people to ascend?
Those are all eternal and immortal legends.
Nowadays, it may be too much to say that the ascended ones will soon become cabbage, a piece of trash on the street, and no longer rare!
But in fact, it has been less than half a year in total, flying one after another, not even a hundred!
It is truly commonplace and no longer surprising.
Feisheng, why did it become so worthless?
It's as if just farting can make you ascend... That's how it feels.
It's really weird...
At first, they were asking each other: "Huh? Who ascended again today?"
Later, he stopped asking: "Who do you love? It's not you or me anyway. If it were you, we wouldn't be able to see each other today..."
"That's why I feel that ascension is unattractive now. In the past, I always thought it was out of reach and something that was hard to dream of...
As he spoke, he still looked envious and looked like he had a toothache.
However, it is not as eager and fanatical as before...
This moment, that moment!
…
Chu Family Courtyard.
Every time Yang Ruolan sees a golden bridge crossing the sky, she is always in a daze. She thinks about it for a long time, and then she sheds tears quietly. Then she starts to practice martial arts, keep fit, and carefully apply the medicine left by her son.
It is said that this can keep your appearance as young as possible.
Yang Ruolan expressed her deep belief in this.
"My son will come back to see me one day, and I can't let him not recognize me." Regarding this point, Yang Ruolan's attitude is very firm.
So sometimes if Chu Feiling slacks off, Yang Ruolan will rush up without hesitation to practice and exercise. Well, practicing is just to maintain the status quo, and exercising is the first priority!
"You dare to make my son lose his father, just try it!" Yang Ruolan said fiercely.
In this regard, Chu Feiling was only obedient, not daring to get angry or say anything. His wife was right and could only do as she was told.
In addition to practicing and keeping in good health, this couple would go out for three days to hang out and see their grandson if they had nothing else to do. Then they would come back, practice and keep in good health, and then go back again after only a few days... They would never tire of running back and forth like this.
, and the cycle goes back and forth.
…
Wu Qingrou held a register book in her hand and added a note on it: On a certain day of a certain year and a certain month... Li Xiongtu ascended to the ninth heaven. On a certain day of a certain year and a certain month, Ling Muyang ascended to the heaven...
…
It’s noon this day.
Chu Yang dropped the last Nine Layer Pill.
This is the last investment to improve qualifications. After the children eat today's soup, the entire "deterioration" treatment will end!
From this moment on, Chu Yang can be infinitely sure: every child who walks out of his compound will be sought after and even robbed by the super sect!
Because any of their qualifications have already met such conditions and possess such qualifications.
genius!
Each one of them is a top-notch genius!
Although he is definitely not as stunning as Mo Qingwu, Gu Duxing, and Chu Leer, such a talent has reached the point where no one will ignore it no matter where he is!
They can only be central talents! Focus on training! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!)