Jiang Yan stood in the courtyard of the small practice room behind the sect's main hall, quietly looking at the wooden practice room in front of him and the water practice room next to him. The mountain breeze blew from time to time, blowing the hem of Jiang Yan's long coat and the sleeves of his clothes. Fluttering, like an immortal riding on the wind.
Zisu and Lin Ke also stood quietly behind Jiang Yan, motionless. Behind them, stood Su Lin, Lin Lu, Li Wen, Wensong, Yin Linger and other disciples of the Huashan Spirit War Department. Although there was a large group of people standing in the courtyard, they could not hear any noise. Apart from the roar of the mountain wind, the only thing that could be heard in everyone's ears was the sound of clothes being blown up by the mountain wind.
"Bang"
In the Muxing practice room, a dull crashing sound suddenly came out, as if a large amount of gas suddenly hit the wall of the practice room.
"Bang"
Another crashing sound came from the practice room.
"Boom"
Above the training room, there was a sudden roar of thunder and lightning. Under the dense clouds that shrouded Huashan all day long, a green thunder cloud slowly took shape. In the center of the thunder cloud, thunder and lightning flickered like electric snakes. Rolling among the clouds.
"Buzzing"
A burst of cyan light suddenly emitted from the Muxing practice room, and the tall practice room roof slowly opened.
"It's done"
Jiang Yan sighed secretly in his heart and said in a deep voice.
Ning Qian still lived up to his expectations after all. After just taking the Naturalization Pill for an hour, the Golden Pill began to condense, causing the body-forging thunder disaster. For Huashan disciples, it is because they have the task of rewarding good and punishing evil. The damage caused by the body-forging thunder tribulation to Huashan disciples is basically negligible. Basically, by this time, it means that Ning Qian has entered the ranks of golden elixir cultivators.
Jiang Yan stared at the water practice room aside, and the information about Ding Ning, who was condensing elixirs, appeared on the transparent information interface.
Name: Ding Ning
Sect: Huashan (Fifth Grade)
Position: Second generation disciple (General Jinwu of Ning Qianling War Department)
Cultivation: Foundation-building Dzogchen
Weapon: Purple Ningjian (third grade)
Techniques: Water Transformation Technique (Third Grade Intermediate Level), Black Water Sword Rain (Third Grade Upper Level), Golden Light Technique, Condensing Fire Technique, Psychic Art, Sword Controlling Technique, Shapeshifting (Second Grade Intermediate Level)
Merit points: 11.25
Root bone: 92
Properties: water
Comprehensive combat power: 250~320
Friendliness: 12 (individual), 12 (sect)
Status: During the process of breaking through the realm and condensing the elixir, the golden elixir is condensed by 1%.
Jiang Yan shook his head. Ding Ning's elixir condensation speed was a bit slow. It also started from the Dzogchen realm of foundation building. Ning Qian has successfully condensed the elixir and is undergoing the thunder tribulation of body forging, but this girl Ding Ning has not condensed even one percent of the golden elixir.
But according to the normal level of elixir condensation. Ding Ning is no longer slow, but because of the comparison with his talented elder brother Ning Qian, Ding Ning can be a genius at condensation in other sects. This made my master feel a little dissatisfied.
Nanmen Luo, who was dressed in gray clothes, stepped out from the back door of the sect hall. He saw the thunder cloud in the air, and then felt the strong violent thunder and lightning elements in the air. Nanmen Luo's ugly face wrinkled, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart. said.
"Senior Brother Head, according to your instructions, Junior Brother, I have led all the Sun Wenlie clan members to the meeting square. Ning'er and Qian'er are condensing elixirs, will they not be affected by them?"
Jiang Yan waved his hand and followed Nanmen Luoxiang out of the courtyard of the small practice room. After walking into the sect's main hall, Jiang Yan looked at Nanmen Luo with a joking look and said.
"If I say that they can affect Qian'er and the others' elixir condensation and drive them away, junior brother, don't you have to scold senior brother in your heart for being unkind. People have worked so hard to go up Huashan, but they have disappeared again. "
Nanmen Luo¡¯s ugly face raised, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spoke quite proudly.
"They had the opportunity to wait for the meeting with the head brother. That is their blessing. How many worldly kings have given you so many lavish gifts. They want to meet you, the head brother, but they can't get it. Now the head brother is willing to receive them. The little shrimps in the qi training and foundation building stages are the blessings they have accumulated over several generations. If Sun Wenlie hadn't been in our Huashan, they would have wanted to meet the master brother, but I still wouldn't agree to it."
Jiang Yan patted Nan Menluo's shoulder and said seriously.
"Junior brother, you have now reached the realm of alchemy, and you have touched the bottleneck of immortality, but your current mentality is very wrong! Although cultivators like us have great strength, they are still just ants in the world. Become a god, but not a land god. Your state of mind can ultimately influence your progress.?. If after a year you are still in such a state of mind that you despise others and value me, Huashan, I will not let you go to the Five Elements Stage. "
Hearing this, Nanmen Luo was stunned, his ugly face twitched, and he looked in shock at the head senior brother who suddenly reprimanded him, completely unaware that he had said the wrong thing.
¡°I¡¯ve met the leader¡±
Jiang Yan walked out of the sect's main hall, and noisy kneeling sounds immediately sounded outside the hall. At the entrance of the sect's main hall, the Sun clan members were kneeling on the ground in a mess. The ones kneeling at the front were Sun Wenlie and Li Xiya.
"Everyone, get up."
Jiang Yan signaled at the south gate and spoke loudly to the people of the Sun clan kneeling under the steps at the entrance of the sect hall.
"I didn't plan to see you originally."
The first words Jiang Yan spoke made the Sun family members who were kneeling on the ground look up. They looked at Jiang Yan with curiosity in their eyes. Why did they come to see us again if they were not prepared to see us.
"I heard from my junior brother that some of you met Nascent Soul cultivators outside Dongning City and were frightened out of your courage by them. With the respect of your uncle Sun Wenlie and Li Xiya, I decided to meet you. Please help me, so that I can erase the imprint of Qi Beicheng from the West City Gate in your hearts."
"Boom"
As Jiang Yan spoke, a warm spiritual power suddenly swept across the entire venue. A misty cyan light emitted around Jiang Yan's body, whose robes were billowing. After a while, the Nascent Soul Stage in Jiang Yan's body The spiritual power has filled the entire meeting square, and all the Sun clan members kneeling on the ground are enveloped in the warm spiritual power.
"This is the spiritual power of Mu Xing Nascent Soul Cultivator. If I think about it, you will lose your life with just one thought from me."
Jiang Yan's cold speaking voice resounded throughout the forum, and his heart-warming tone penetrated into the hearts of the kneeling Sun clan members. Compared with the warm green spiritual power that enveloped them, and compared with the warmth and indifference, Jiang Yan's image It was completely imprinted on the minds of everyone in the Sun clan.
"I will treat all my Huashan disciples equally. Those who are willing to contribute to my Huashan Mountain will be treated equally regardless of their level of cultivation, qualifications, or abilities. If someone bullies you, I will go and find it for you. Come on, if someone slanders you, I will fight it back for you. As long as you are my Huashan disciple, I have many ways to help you regain your lost face."
"But this premise is that you are my Huashan disciples, loyal to my Huashan sect, and you must not betray the sect in your life. Killing people, cheating, bullying the good and punishing the evil, I will not care about these, nor will I allow cultivators from other sects to control them. You, the only one who can control you is my Huashan Sect."
"Qi Beicheng of the West City Gate is a Nascent Soul cultivator. He is a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator who exists in legend. His strength is naturally terrifying, but compared with me, he is still a little behind. This is why Qi Beicheng is in Dongning. The reason for retreating without a fight outside the city. So, with me as your backing in Dongning City, you don¡¯t need to be afraid of the West City Gate, because their gate masters simply don¡¯t dare to offend your family leader. In the future, in Dongning City, , your Sun family must not be afraid of anyone."
"I won't say much here. You just need to remember one thing. Being loyal to me, Huashan, will naturally bring you inexhaustible benefits."
"Boom"
The thunder cloud hanging behind the sect hall finally struck down a thigh-thick thunder and lightning. The dazzling thunder spread over the Huashan Mountain shrouded in dark clouds, illuminating the kneeling Sun clan members in the forum.
"Someone has condensed the elixir!"
Sun Wenlie and Li Xiya looked at each other, each seeing the surprise in the other's eyes. The eldest lady has just formed an elixir, and now she has a disciple who has formed an elixir. We, Huashan, are worthy of being a fifth-grade sect with the naturalization elixir and the ability to cultivate golden elixirs.
"This is a thunder punishment from heaven!"
The white-haired Sun family elder stared at the blue thunder clouds in the sky with his turbid eyes, and said in a tone full of fear.
Sun Wenlie frowned when he heard this, and glanced at the elder who was spitting in disgust. This kid dared to talk like this when the leader was in front of him. He was really tired of living. If the leader hadn't been here, he would have let this kid nice.
"Thunder punishment!"
"How come there is a thunder punishment!"
Behind the frightened elder, Sun Qing and Sun Yuan, who were kneeling, looked at Sun Wenlie who was kneeling in front of him in fear. However, Sun Wenlie was kneeling in the direction of the leader, and they did not know what Sun Wenlie was thinking now.
"Your father died under such a punishment, Xiao Kong'er!"
The white-haired elder pulled the head of the Sun family beside him and said in fear.
Sun Wenlie was furious. This old boy was so useless. A mere thunderstorm scared him into this state.In this way, throughout the ages, many cultivators have died from thunder tribulations, but he did not think Huashan disciples would die from thunder tribulations. That day, he saw with his own eyes that Jiang Yan took many body-building thunders in order to save Zisu. Sun Wenlie was not as afraid of this thunder catastrophe as before.
Nanmen Luo took a step forward and was about to yell at the Sun clan members, but Jiang Yan snorted calmly. Nanmen Luo hesitated and glanced at Sun Wenlie who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes filled with anger. , I shouldn¡¯t introduce the head senior brother to these people today.
"How can Dongning City be my blessed place"
Jiang Yan looked at the Sun family members on the ground who were panicking because of the golden elixir cultivator's body forging thunder tribulation, and said with confusion.
"Bang"
A powerful aura suddenly came from the depths of the sect hall, and instantly filled the entire meeting square, shrouding the panicked Sun clan members.
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