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"So their goal is the Way of Heaven?"

Ji Chuhe asked in confusion.

"Not sure, but very likely."

Jiang Jingmo sighed. It was difficult for her to know the answer, but based on all the information found so far, this suspicion was obviously the most likely one.

"No matter what, it's obvious that these two members of the Shen family came here for this seven-day training. Their fundamental purpose must be that they don't want us to fight against the Fallen Spirit Tide this time."

"If this is true, then the Shen family is really crazy. After all, the Xuantian Divine Realm has nurtured the Shen family for thousands of years. Are they just going to watch it being destroyed by the Fallen Spirit?"

Nan Xun was indignant, and there was an involuntary bit of contempt in his eyes when he looked at the Shen brothers.

"Don't forget that when we searched the soul of Patriarch Ji, he remembered Shen Xin saying that they were going to the upper realm. I think they don't even think highly of the Xuantian Divine Realm."

Jiang Jingmo shrugged, looking somewhat helpless.

"Sister Mo, what should we do? Are we really going to watch these seven days of training being ruined?"

An Yang tugged at the corner of Jiang Jingmo's clothes, and the latter patted her head gently, his face once again filled with solemnity.

"It is impossible to destroy it. What we need to find now is the right time."

Jiang Jingmo's eyes flashed with thought. If he wanted everyone to know that the Shen family had evil intentions, then he had to expose everything the Shen family had done under everyone's eyes.

seeing is believing.

The Shen family is willing to pretend to be good people or green tea people, and they are also capable of disguise.

Seeing the people from Jiuxiao Sect gathered together, Shen Chuan suddenly felt a sense of panic in his heart.

"Shen Feng, aren't we being a little too obvious this time?"

"Just do it because it's obvious."

Shen Feng turned his head and looked at him, the emotion in his eyes was unclear.

"No matter what happens in this training ground, the Jiuxiao Sect will definitely point their spearheads at us without hesitation, so we might as well take the initiative and make them lose trust in others first."

"But if this happens more often, those people will gradually believe what Jiuxiao Sect says, right?"

"Seven days of training is hard and tiring, and there will always be people who can't hold on. This is nothing. If the people of Jiuxiao Sect keep harping on this, it will only annoy the disciples of other sects and make them feel that they are ostracizing us."

While Shen Feng patiently answered Shen Chuan's questions, he stuffed the dismantled sachet into his arms.

Seeing this, Shen Chuan could only nod as if he understood. When he saw the sachet, his eyes darkened unconsciously.

He snatched the sachet from Shen Feng's arms and stomped it hard under his feet.

"Why are you still collecting it? Didn't you just listen to what those alchemists said? The medicinal ingredients in it conflict with each other. Wearing it for a long time will easily make your body weak."

Shen Feng looked at Shen Chuan's red eyes, lowered his eyes and remained silent. After a long time, he picked up the dirty sachet again.

"Mother left this for you and me. It's always a reminder."

"She just wants us to die? Fortunately, we were trying to complete the mission and not let her suffer, but she wants us to die!"

Shen Chuan seemed a little excited as he spoke.

"Okay Shen Chuan, there are still doubts about the sachet. Maybe my mother didn't pay attention when she made the sachet. Don't think too much about it."

Shen Feng frowned, interrupted Shen Chuan's words, and just put away the sachet.

"If you are not calm like this, how can you do great things in the future? The most important thing now is to help father ruin these seven days of training."

Shen Chuan's character is not stable, but he always listens to Shen Feng. In the end, he can only return to Shen Feng reluctantly.

"When I go back this time, I will definitely ask her clearly." Shen Chuan finally said something harsh.

Shen Feng nodded and didn't take the matter to heart anymore. He just looked around, thinking about whether there was a better way to let the scent of the perfume spread to other sects.

After all, if the Jiuxiao Sect encounters incidents one after another, ordinary disciples may not notice any clues, but its elders and the leader will definitely have doubts about it.

He didn't want to gamble on this possibility, so now he wanted to find someone from a small sect or school to continue testing the waters, and try to make him slowly become what Wang Lang is now.

Fortunately, the opportunity came soon. After Zhang Ji returned to the training ground, he quickly gathered everyone in the training ground together. After briefly explaining Wang Lang's situation, he started talking about the content of everyone's next training.

Team training.

"With your current strength, it would be fine if you encountered a Fallen Spirit of your own level, but once you encounter a Fallen Spirit of a higher level than you, you wouldn't even know where to cry."

"I think you have basically mastered the techniques of attack and defense in the past two days. In the remaining days, I will have your training officer focus on training your team's strangulation ability."

After saying this, he looked in the direction of Jiuxiao Sect with complicated eyes and slowly spoke about the arrangements for them.

"The current training officer of Jiuxiao Sect has an accident. I will temporarily serve as the training officer of Jiuxiao Sect. When Wang Lang has rested, I will naturally come back to take over. Do you have any objections?"

Having said this, he subconsciously looked at the Shen brothers, but the two of them were indifferent and did not show any sign of unwelcome.

He then retracted his gaze, turned around and called a few training officers to the stage to demonstrate the team training methods.

Zhang Ji still sent phantoms to each sect. The level of this phantom would be higher than that of the disciples of this sect. Then a team composed of disciples from this sect would strangle the phantom.

After each strangulation, the phantom would reappear, and its realm would be higher than before. On the seventh day, the number of phantoms strangled by the sect was counted to determine whether the sect's training was qualified.

The trainer who possessed earth spiritual roots waved his hands, and powerful earth spiritual power surged out, instantly transforming into a solid earth wall rising from the ground, blocking the fallen spirit's way.

The one with the wood spiritual root then used his spiritual power, and countless vines emerged from the ground and quickly wrapped around the body of the fallen spirit, restricting its movements.

The trapped fallen spirit struggled and roared wildly. At this time, other trainers took action. The gold spirit root stabbed its head with a sword, and the fire spirit root summoned flames to surround the fallen spirit.

The rank of the fallen spirit was much higher than those trainers. Seeing this, it kept dodging, and finally broke free from the siege and rushed outside. Unexpectedly, a trainer with water spiritual roots appeared in front of it.

A huge ball of water fell on the head of the fallen spirit, temporarily restricting its movement. The spiritual vine took advantage of the water's power to grow and entangled itself with the fallen spirit again. The trainer of the earth spirit root took a giant hammer and smashed it hard.

The fallen spirit managed to dodge, but unexpectedly a sword with flames wrapped around it suddenly stabbed at him from behind. The water ball dissipated with a bang and turned into a raging fire that surrounded it, and the sword was stuck in his head.

The phantom disappears.