After 300 years of retreat, the system is activated?

Qingmu Daoyu, a city with a population of more than [-] million people.

One stands in the center of the city, outside the complex of dark gold palaces.

One was dressed in a Taoist robe and had long black hair.

There is also a young man with a pocket version of the stove tied around his waist.

After going out for a long time to experience, at this moment he finally returned to the outside of the Crazy Demon Forging Sect.

"Brother, are you back?"

When an outer disciple guarding the main gate of the sect saw this person, he hurried forward with a respectful expression.

"In recent years, have any major events happened in the sect?"

Glancing at the person in front of him, Xiao Han, who was dressed in Taoist robes and had a pocket-sized stove around his waist, asked in a low voice.

"Senior brother, nothing major has happened in the sect recently."

"but......"

"But what?" Xiao Han looked at the outer disciple in front of him with some hesitation, and then continued to ask.

"However, the sect master of the Shenyan Artifact Refining Sect brought a young man to look for the suzerain a few days ago."

"During this period, the suzerain seems to have had an unpleasant chat with the sect master of the Divine Flame Artifact Refining Sect..."

"Shenyan Artifact Refining Gate?" Hearing these words, Xiao Han's expression gradually turned cold.

Refining equipment is not like alchemy, it is monopolized by the Wandan building.

The art of refining weapons is divided into countless schools in Xuanyuan Continent.

Even in this Qingmu Daoyu.

There are still two forces established by two major refining schools.

One is the Crazy Demon Forging Sect where Xiao Han belongs.

The second is the Divine Flame Artifact Refining Gate.

Because both forces are specialized in refining weapons.

Moreover, the headquarters is also located in this Qingmu Daoyu.

Therefore, there has always been considerable friction between the two forces.

I just don't know why the sect master of the Shenyan Artifact Refining Sect came here this time?

"I know about this."

"I went first..."

While talking, Xiao Han, who was wearing a Taoist robe, walked towards the Crazy Demon Artifact Refining Sect.

......

Crazy Devil Artifact Refining Sect, the main hall.

As the current suzerain of the Crazy Demon Artifact Refining Sect, Qiu Qiangu is sitting quietly on the main seat with a dark face at the moment.

The atmosphere in the main hall was vaguely depressing.

Looking at the situation, one can clearly find that Qiu Qiangu is not in a very good mood.

"Master, who made you angry again?"

"Your face is so dark that ink is dripping out..."

A leisurely voice slowly entered Qiu Qiangu's ears.

Xiao Han, who was wearing a Taoist robe and a pocket version of a furnace, was tied around his waist.

At this moment, he is slowly walking towards this main hall.

"Isn't that old bastard from the Shenyan Artifact Refining Sect?"

"What are you talking about, my Crazy Demon Forging Sect is going to be out of service."

"What else to say, let us merge into his Divine Flame Artifact Refining Sect."

"I can go to his uncle..."

Seeing the appearance of his good apprentice, Qiu Qiangu seemed to find an outlet for the anger in his heart.

He was chattering and yelling and cursing non-stop.

He even almost said directly, when will those people from the Shenyan Artifact Refining Sect die.

"By the way, since you're back."

"Remember to save some face for your master. When I have nothing to do, I will take you to the Divine Flame Refining Gate."

"I can't let that old bastard think that there is really no one left in my Crazy Demon Forging Sect!"

While talking, Qiu Qiangu blew on his beard and stared.

"Master, we can put this matter aside for now."

"There is one more important thing, I think it is necessary to tell you."

"What's more important?" Qiu Qiangu frowned, and he asked with some doubts: "Is there anything more important than the face of our Crazy Demon Forging Sect?"

"Master, what if what I said is related to my senior brother Sanqi?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became a little silent.

Sitting quietly on the main seat, Qiu Qiangu looked a little foolish at first.

At this moment, his expression suddenly became extremely serious and serious.

"You mean, this matter has something to do with Yang Sanqi?"

"Yes, Master."

"If that's the case, then you can talk to me about it."

"Master, it's like this..."

......

Crazy Devil Artifact Refining Sect, in the main hall.

Qiu Qiangu, who sat quietly on the main seat, listened to the words of the obedient disciple in front of him.

He couldn't help but fell into a deep thought.

Back then, hundreds of years ago.

When Yang Sanqi had just joined the Crazy Demon Artifact Refining Sect.

That is definitely the most talented person in the sect.

It is not a joke to say that he is a one-in-a-kind genius, that he is handsome and handsome.

Just, as time goes by.

As Yang Sanqi gradually grew up.

That guy told his master Qiu Qiangu that he wanted to go to the outside world to have a look and practice.

Qiu Qiangu thought, since the disciple is going to practice outside, let him go outside to practice.

Want to grow and achieve greater success.

That must be going through some setbacks.

However, what Qiu Qiangu didn't expect was that his most outstanding disciple would just go away and never return.

At first, in order to find Yang Sanqi.

He also spent a lot of manpower and material resources, but he still couldn't get any news.

But just when he felt that Yang Sanqi had already fallen.

Another apprentice of mine actually brought news of Yang Sanqi.

"So, you mean that little Yangsanqi is still alive?"

"Little guy..." In the main hall, Xiao Han heard his master's address.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

That means Master has never seen Senior Brother Sanqi's current appearance.

Otherwise, he would never have believed it.

The master will call the brother a little guy...

"Master, brother is indeed still alive."

"And it seems that his life is quite nourishing."

"Then he said, when will he come back?" Qiu Qiangu looked at the disciple Xiao Han in front of him, and asked again.

"Uh, this..."

Seeing Master's expectant gaze, Xiao Han hesitated for a moment.

However, after a moment.

He finally gave an answer.

"Master, brother, I can't come back."

"He said he's doing well now."

"Yang Sanqi really said he won't come?" Qiu Qiangu didn't seem to believe it.

"Master, brother told me personally that he won't be coming." Xiao Han replied in a low voice.

Now, in the main hall.

As the current suzerain of the Crazy Demon Forging Sect, Qiu Qiangu couldn't help but fell into a moment of silence.

It was not until a long time later that he roared: "A traitor, you really are a traitor. If this is the case, you might as well die outside..."

Although, Qiu Qiangu kept yelling and cursing.

But Xiao Han who was staying in the main hall could see it.

This master of his own is just hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

He could see the extremely intense joy hidden deep in Master's eyes at a glance.

......

Qingmu Daoyu, the Lin Dynasty, deep in the palace.

An unknown hidden place.

In a small, dimly lit room.

There is a man in a light yellow robe, with white hair and beard, and a wrinkled face.

There was a rotten aura permeating his body.

From the looks of it, it seemed that the old man had half a foot on the coffin board.

At this moment, his eyes are tightly closed.

Sit cross-legged on the ground.

And behind him stood a middle-aged man in a royal robe.

"Old ancestor, the Luo family in Qingshi City raised millions of troops and divided them into two groups. It seems that they want to get rid of my lineage of the Lin dynasty royal family and the Panshi sect at the same time."

After standing for a long time, Lin Yongchuan behind the old man finally spoke out.

"A million troops? Divide them into two groups?"

Hearing these words, the old man who sat cross-legged on the ground slowly opened his eyes.

But, it's a little surprising.

There was nothing in the old man's eye sockets.

All that could be seen were the two extremely conspicuous black holes.

"Bluestone City, Luo Family..."

"Luo Jiuge, the ancestor of the Luo family who killed half-step god-refining monsters..."

"It's really scary..."

While speaking, the old man laughed loudly.

Among the bursts of laughter, there was a faint sense of randomness and sadness.

The realm of congealing babies can be called real people.

The realm of refining gods can be called great power.

A half-step of cultivating gods is a half-step of great power.

As the ancestor of the Lin Dynasty, Lin Shihong originally thought that with the baptism of luck, he could successfully break through the real realm of refining gods.

But he was wrong, and what he was wrong seemed a little outrageous.

In the realm of refining gods, in addition to reaching the standard of cultivation, a certain state of mind is also required.

So, in order to cultivate the mind.

Lin Shihong locked himself in a small room.

He doesn't practice, so he shuts himself up like this.

Day, day, day after day.

It's just that as time passed, his state of mind didn't increase at all.

This made Lin Shihong feel more and more anxious.

He has lived in this world for a long time.

Even, he could vaguely feel it.

Your own day of death is approaching.

But at such a critical juncture, the Luo family in Qingshi City launched an attack on his Lin Dynasty.

This made Lin Shihong's heart no longer able to maintain peace.

And in his heart, he could no longer maintain peace.

In other words, his state of mind may not be able to break through in a short time.

......

In a small dim room, Lin Shihong's laughter gradually died down.

Until, after a long time has passed.

Only then did Lin Shihong turn around, and silently looked at Lin Yongchuan behind him with his eye sockets.

Then, asked in a low voice.

"Yongchuan, what do you want to do?"

"Old ancestor, I don't know that you are against the one from the Luo family..."

"How many layers of odds can there be?"

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Yongchuan finally asked out the doubts in his heart.

The Luo Family in Qingshi City is indeed a great threat to the Lin Dynasty.

But Lin Yongchuan, the current emperor of the Lin Dynasty, is most afraid of the ancestor of the Luo family.

If so, the ancestor of the Luo family has fallen.

His Lin Dynasty might not be able to reunify this land.

"What are the chances of winning?"

Hearing this question, Lin Shihong couldn't help showing a touch of contempt on his wrinkled face.

He didn't live in vain all these years.

There is also a huge gap between half-step refining gods.

If he is allowed to go up, he is also confident that he can kill the Blood Crane Patriarch who is half-step in the realm of refining gods with a single sword.

"Nine floors."

Lin Shihong's voice was a little hoarse.

The reason is not ten floors.

The main reason is that he never likes to talk too much.

"Ninth floor?" Lin Yongchuan looked at the old ancestor in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

For the first time, Lin Yongchuan felt that he didn't quite understand the old ancestor in front of him.

The strength of the ancestor of the Luo family is already extremely terrifying.

However, in front of such a terrifying existence.

My ancestors had the confidence to tell the odds of winning at the ninth floor.

If so...

In the war between the Lin dynasty and the Luo family, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

......

In the small dim room, Lin Yongchuan talked with his ancestors for a while.

Afterwards, there was a slight sense of relief on his face.

Leaving the small dark room.

Since, there is no need to worry about the top combat power.

What Lin Yongchuan needs to deal with is only the Naluo family's army of more than half a million practitioners equipped with bloodthirsty spirit weapons.

Millions of troops are all attacking him, and he may lose.

But if it is only more than [-]...

It's too early to tell who will win and who will lose.

......

Bluestone City, the inner city, inside the Spirit Medicine Sect.

If you look around, you can see a large number of sect disciples working hard in the spiritual fields.

And Yang Sanqi, the first suzerain of the Spirit Medicine Sect.

At this moment, he is half lying on a grand master's chair.

While squinting his eyes, he waved the dilapidated wooden fan in his hand.

From time to time, he took a sip of the cup of tea beside him.

This kind of life, let alone how nourishing it is.

Anyway, at least it was much more comfortable than working in the courtyard of that old man Luo Jiuge.

I just don't know, this war started by the Luo family.

What exactly will the result be?

Yang Sanqi, who came out of the great sect, knew very well how big the gap was between the half-step god-refining monks.

Ningyingjing can be called a real person.

The realm of refining the gods can be called great power.

A half-step of refining the gods is a half-step of great power.

The vast majority of practitioners will be stuck in the realm of half-step refining gods.

Therefore, this also led to the uneven quality of half-step god refining monks.

It's amazing, it's no problem for one person to beat dozens of half-step god-refining monks.

And those rubbish ones might not even be able to handle some powerful Ning Ying Daoist.

Although, he knew that the old guy Luo Jiuge was not bad.

But if it happens to the Lin Dynasty, the ancestor of the royal family...

In the end, who will win and lose, Yang Sanqi is not sure.

"I hope that old guy Luo Jiuge can be stronger."

"If one is not careful, it will be killed by others."

"Then my good days, aren't they coming to an end?"

Yang Sanqi thought so in his heart.

Suddenly, his mood became a little less pleasant.

Just when Yang Sanqi was a little worried about whether that old guy Luo Jiuge would be killed by others.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came into his ears.

"How is the development of the Spirit Medicine Sect?"

Luo Jiuge, dressed in white and wearing a magic sword Annihilation around his waist, suddenly appeared behind Yang Sanqi.

"Lo..."

"Lord, Lord!"

Yang Sanqi turned his head and saw Luo Jiuge, his expression seemed a little surprised.

"Look, master, the development of our elixir sect can be said to be quite good."

"Sect disciples, work hard."

"The number of spiritual roots is increasing."

"Especially the Yunling Grass that you told me before, I have worked hard and cultivated it after this period of time."

"Today, the number of Yunling Grass has reached more than 300."

"Master, do you feel it?"

While talking, Yang Sanqi closed his eyes and kept breathing the air.

A look of enjoyment also appeared on the face.

"The spiritual power contained in the Spiritual Medicine Sect is at least three or four times stronger than that in the outside world."

Listening to Yang Sanqi's words, Luo Jiuge sensed the amount of spiritual power in the air of the Spiritual Medicine Sect.

I don't know if I don't feel it, but it really is when I feel it.

The spiritual power contained in the air of the Spiritual Medicine Sect is indeed three or four times stronger than the outside world.

"Okay, keep it like this."

"You can plant as many Yunling grasses as you can."

"The research on this thing cannot be stopped."

After speaking, Luo Jiuge suddenly disappeared here.

After seeing Luo Jiuge disappear, Yang Sanqi lay down on the mahogany chair again.

He waved the dilapidated wooden fan in his hand happily.

He completely ignored the increasingly ugly faces of those sect disciples who were working hard in the spiritual field in the Spiritual Medicine Sect.

It's amazing, it's all their hard work.

The enjoyment is all enjoyed by the old guy Yangsanqi.

The more than 300 plants of the Yunling grass mentioned just now are the result of the hard work of the disciples of the Spirit Medicine Sect.

What does it have to do with the old guy Yang Sanqi?

What the hell, it doesn't matter a dime, okay?

However, with the old guy Yang Sanqi by his side, these disciples in the Spiritual Medicine Sect didn't dare to speak.

So, that's the only way it could be.

Take these credits as the old guy Yangsanqi's.

After all, these disciples in the Spirit Medicine Sect.

Except that farming is a little harder.

Daily life is indeed countless times higher than before.

Even, the status of the disciples in the Spiritual Medicine Sect has improved a lot.

The existence that he didn't dare to provoke in the past, after seeing the exclusive robes worn by the disciples of the Spiritual Medicine Sect.

There will be a touch of respect on the face.

Even some ignorant ones will show off their power by relying on their family power.

Seeing them, at least he knew to bow his head and walk around quickly.

This is the change brought to these people after joining the Spirit Medicine Sect.

So, work harder, work harder.

At least on the outside, their status is distinguished.

......

Bluestone City, the inner city, the land of the Luo family.

In the courtyard where the ancestors of the Luo family lived.

Luo Jiuge, the ancestor of the Luo family, was sitting quietly under a stone pavilion at the moment, thinking about one thing.

He is thinking about waiting until this land truly achieves a unified situation.

After the Luo family in Qingshi City has completely become the only overlord in this land, which development path should the Luo family take?

Should we continue to expand the Luo family's territory, or...

Steady and steady, to develop the territory already owned by the Luo family?