“Isn’t that normal?”

Liu Zhengyang said for granted: "If monks are afraid of fighting, it only means that they are afraid of the dangers they are about to face, because those who are really afraid of fighting will never become monks. Since they are afraid of danger, I will help them eliminate the danger."

"You have known that your prestige is so high?" Zhong Qinglei asked curiously.

Although he followed Liu Zhengyang back to the base camp, he had been living in seclusion and obviously did not understand Liu Zhengyang's situation.

He had no idea what status Liu Zhengyang had in the hearts of other monks.

Liu Zhengyang shrugged and did not answer this question because he was very low-key and did not like to brag.

The alchemist who was walking in front of him said tactfully: "You haven't known the sect leader for a long time and don't know enough about the sect leader, right? Our sect leader is such a person. As long as he has the ability, he will do his best to ensure our safety."

Zhong Qinglei curled his lips and stopped talking.

Liu Zhengyang's proud and worthy of beating made him very upset.

Slowly, they walked to the inside of the exchange and parked outside the door of a room.

After bringing Liu Zhengyang and the other two over here, the alchemist also turned around and left.

Liu Zhengyang and the other two opened the door of the room, strode in, and took out the altar.

Then, they officially began a new practice.

"How do you want to practice?" Zhong Qinglei asked: "The time left for us should be very limited. The person who severely injured the chief will definitely come again to grab the medicinal materials in no time. In the limited time, our room for improvement is also limited."

"Yes." Liu Zhengyang nodded in approval and said, "And good and bad luck depend on each other. Although the news of my coming has calmed the hearts of most monks, it will definitely reach the ears of those with ulterior motives. Their attack will only be more fierce next time."

Zhong Qinglei obviously didn't think of this just now.

After being pointed out by Liu Zhengyang, his face suddenly changed.

"I seem to be dragged onto the pirate ship by you." Zhong Qinglei said in horror: "The strong man who came to snatch medicinal materials last time was strong enough to severely damage the chief. If his opponents will become stronger next time, what should I fight them? I can't compare to the chief!"

Zhong Qinglei wanted to quit on the spot.

He didn't want to sacrifice heroically for Liu Zhengyang.

However, Liu Zhengyang was quick-witted, so how could he successfully escape?

"Zhong Qinglei, don't belittle yourself." Liu Zhengyang quickly grabbed Zhong Qinglei who wanted to escape and said, "Although your previous strength was indeed not as strong as the chief, the chief's growth has reached the upper limit, but you are different. You still have room for growth."

Of course, Liu Zhengyang said these words not to coax Zhong Qinglei.

That's the truth.

Because the chief's powerful strength comes from his body strengthened by the power of the altar, and has been strengthened to the end, there is no way to go further. Even if he has recently started practicing orthodox martial arts, it is impossible to make substantial progress in a short period of time.

After all, the progress of orthodox cultivation is very slow.

But Zhong Qinglei is different. He only needs to use the power of the altar to strengthen his body to quickly enhance his combat power.

This is somewhat similar to Shi Jinshui before.

Zhong Qinglei himself is also an experienced monk, so he naturally understands the truth.
Chapter completed!