Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 333 The Promised Land of the Future

Jiang Yan stood in the courtyard of the small practice room behind the main hall of the Zongmen, quietly looking at the wooden practice room in front of him and the water practice room next to him. Fluttering, like a fairy who is about to ride the wind.

Zisu and Lin Ke also stood quietly behind Jiang Yan, motionless. Behind them stood Su Lin, Lin Lu, Li Wen, Wen Song, Yin Ling'er and a group of disciples from the Huashan Spirit Warfare Division. Although there was a huge group of people standing in the yard, they didn't hear any noise, except for the whistling mountain wind, what rang in everyone's ears was the whirring sound of their clothes being blown by the mountain wind.

"Boom..."

In the wooden practice room, there was a dull impact sound suddenly, as if a large amount of gas suddenly hit the wall of the practice room.

"Boom..."

Another crash came from the practice room.

"Boom..."

Above the practice room, there was a sudden roar of thunder and lightning. Under the impenetrable thick clouds that enveloped Huashan all day long, a cyan thunder cloud gradually formed. In the middle of the thunder cloud, lightning flashed like an electric snake. Rolling in the middle of the clouds.

"Buzz..."

A burst of blue light suddenly radiated from the wooden row practice room, and the tall roof of the practice room slowly opened.

"It's done"

Jiang Yan sighed secretly in his heart and said in a deep voice.

After all, Ning Qian still lived up to his expectations. After taking the Guihua Pill for an hour, he began to condense the Golden Pill, attracting the Body Training Thunder Tribulation.For Huashan disciples, because of the task of rewarding good and punishing evil, the damage of body training thunder calamity to Huashan disciples can basically be ignored. Basically, at this time, it means that Ning Qian has already entered the ranks of Jindan cultivators.

Jiang Yan stared at the Shuixing Kungfu practice room beside him, and the information of Ding Ning, who was congealing his pill, appeared on the transparent information interface.

Name: Ding Ning

School: Huashan (Fifth Grade)

Position: Second Generation Disciple (Jinwu General of Ningqian Spirit War Department)

Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Dzogchen
Weapon: Zining Sword (Rank [-])
Magic Jue: Water Transformation Jue (third-rank mid-level), Black Water Sword Rain (third-rank upper-level), Earth Riding Golden Light Art, Condensing Fire Jue, Spiritual Jue, Imperial Sword Art, Shapeshifting (second-rank mid-level)...

Merit points: 11.25
Root bone: 92
Attribute: Water

Comprehensive combat power: 250~320
Friendship: 12 (personal), 12 (zongmen)
Status: During the process of breaking the realm and condensing the alchemy, the golden elixir is condensed by [-]%.

Jiang Yan shook his head. Ding Ning's speed of congealing alchemy was a bit slow. It also started from the foundation building Dzogchen realm. Ning Qian had successfully congealed alchemy and was undergoing body training thunder, but Ding Ning was not even able to get the golden alchemy. Not even one percent condensed.

However, according to the normal alchemy level, Ding Ning is not too slow, but because of the comparison with the talented senior brother Ning Qian beside him, Ding Ning, who can become an alchemy genius in other sects, makes his master Feel a little dissatisfied.

Nanmen Luo, who was dressed in gray, 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. talking.

"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, into the main hall of the sect, while walking, Jiang Yan looked at Nanmen Luo with teasing eyes and said.

"If I say that they can influence Qian'er and the others to drive them away, Junior Brother, don't you want to scold Senior Brother in your heart that I am unreasonable, and make people work so hard to go to Mount Hua, but they disappear. "

Nanmen Luohou raised his ugly face, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spoke quite proudly.

"It's their blessing that they had the opportunity to wait for the senior brother of the sect to meet them. How many worldly emperors and gifts they have given, they wanted to see you, the senior master of the sect, but now the senior brother of the sect is willing to meet them. Xiao Xiami in the Qi training stage and the foundation building stage are the blessings they have cultivated for several generations, if Sun Wenlie is not in my Huashan, they want to meet the senior brother who is in charge, and I still don’t agree with the senior brother.”

Jiang Yan patted Nanmen Luo's shoulder and said seriously.

"Junior brother, you have now reached the alchemy state, and you have touched the bottleneck of longevity, but your current mentality is very wrong! My generation of cultivators, although they have great strength, are after all an ant in the world. Becoming a god of transformation, but not a land god, your state of mind can ultimately determine your progress. If your state of mind is still so light on others and more important on Huashan Mountain after a year, I will not let you go to the Five Elements Stage."

Nanmen Luo was taken aback when he heard the words, his ugly face twitched, and he looked at the senior brother who suddenly reprimanded him in astonishment, not understanding what he said wrongly.

"Meet the boss"

Jiang Yan walked out of the main hall of the sect, and there was a loud sound of kneeling and worshiping outside the hall.At the gate of the Zongmen Hall, members of the Sun clan knelt on the ground in a mess, and the ones kneeling at the front were Sun Wenlie and Li Xiya.

"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.

"This seat was not planning to see you."

The first sentence Jiang Yan spoke made the kneeling Sun family members look up. They looked at Jiang Yan full of curiosity, since they were not going to see us, why did they come to see us again.

"I heard from my junior brother that some of you met the Nascent Soul cultivator outside Dongning City, and were frightened by the Nascent Soul cultivator. With the face of your uncle Sun Wenlie and Li Xiya, this seat decided to meet you." On your side, so that the gate can erase the imprint formed in your hearts by Qi Beicheng from the West Gate."

"boom……"

Following Jiang Yan's words, a warm spiritual power suddenly swept across the audience, and around Jiang Yan's bulging robes, there was a misty cyan radiance. The spiritual power had already permeated the entire meeting square, and all the members of the Sun clan who were kneeling on the ground were enveloped in the gentle spiritual power.

"This is the spiritual power of Mu Xing Yuanying cultivators. If I think about it, you will die with just one thought from me."

Jiang Yan's cold voice resounded throughout the meeting square, and the cold tone penetrated into the hearts of the kneeling Sun clan members. Compared with the warm blue spiritual power that enveloped his body, and the gentleness and indifference, Jiang Yan's image It was completely imprinted in the minds of the members of the Sun clan.

"For my Huashan disciples, this seat treats everyone equally, and those who are willing to contribute to my Huashan, regardless of their cultivation level, aptitude depth, or good or bad roots, this seat will treat them equally. If someone bullies you, this seat will go find it for you. Come on, if someone slanders you, I will call back for you. As long as you are my Huashan disciple, I have plenty of ways to help you regain your lost face."

"But the 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 at the West City Gate is a Nascent Soul cultivator, a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator that exists in legends. His strength is naturally terrifying, but compared with this seat, he is still a little worse. That's why Qi Beicheng is in Dongning. The reason why you retreated without a fight outside the city. So, you don’t need to be afraid of the west gate because Dongning City has your own seat as your backing, because their gatekeepers don’t dare to offend the head of your family. , your Sun family must not be afraid of anyone."

"I don't have much to say here, you just have to remember one thing, being loyal to Huashan will naturally have inexhaustible benefits for you."

"Boom"

The thunder cloud hanging behind the main hall of the Zongmen finally chopped down a thigh-thin thunderbolt. The dazzling thunder spread over the Huashan Mountain covered by dark clouds, illuminating all the members of the Sun clan kneeling in the meeting square.

"Someone is condensing the pill!"

Sun Wenlie and Li Xiya looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.The young lady has just formed an alchemy, and now she has a disciple who forms an alchemy. I Huashan is indeed a fifth-rank sect with a naturalization alchemy that can cultivate golden alchemy early.

"This is a punishment from heaven!"

The gray-haired elder grandson stared at the blue thunder clouds in the sky with cloudy eyes, and said in a tone full of fear.

Sun Wenlie frowned when he heard the words, and glanced at the elder who was spitting in disgust. This kid dared to talk nonsense like this when the head was in front of him. nice.

"Thunder penalty!"

"How could there be thunder and punishment!"

Behind the terrified elder, Sun Qing and Sun Yuan, who were kneeling, looked at Sun Wenlie who was kneeling in front of him in fear, but Sun Wenlie was kneeling towards the head of the sect, and they didn't know what Sun Wenlie was thinking now.

"Your father died under such a thunderbolt, little Konger!"

The white-haired elder tugged at the head of the Sun family beside him, speaking in fear.

Sun Wenlie was furious, this old boy was so useless, a mere thunder calamity scared him like this, throughout the ages, many cultivators died under thunder calamity, but he didn't think Huashan disciples would die in thunder calamity Now, that day, he saw with his own eyes that Jiang Yan personally took over many scenes of physical training thunder disasters in order to save Zisu. Sun Wenlie was not as afraid of this thunder disaster as he used to be.

Nanmenluo took a step forward and was about to yell at the members of the Sun clan, but Jiang Yan snorted calmly, Nanmenluo froze, and glanced at Sun Wenlie who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes were quite angry , I shouldn't have introduced the senior brothers for these people today.

"How can Dongning City be my blessed place..."

Jiang Yan looked at the members of the Sun family who were flustered by the Jindan cultivator's physical training thunder calamity on the ground, and said in confusion.

"Boom..."

A mighty aura suddenly spread from the depths of the Zongmen's main hall, and instantly filled the entire discussion square, enveloping all the panic-stricken members of the Sun clan.

(End of this chapter)