Chapter 451 Zongmen Inheritance(2/2)
"Bu Chun, you shouldn't agree to him!"
On the side, Fei Chenxue was very upset, "It's okay for the sect leader's family to say that once Situ, you will become the Heavenly Lord in the future, you can destroy it at will, but the Wuji Immortal Sect is different. It is known as the number one Immortal Sect in the Phoenix Moon Realm, and it is definitely not as magical as it seems on the surface.
"Isn't Wuji Immortal Sect not without the Heavenly Lord of Tribulation?"
Fei Chenxue shook her head: "It's not the case. There have been rumors that the Wuji Immortal Sect did not have the birth of the Heavenly Lord because they did not want to guard the battlefield outside the Two Realms Abyss, and deliberately let Chen Lang, the Creation Realm in the Sect suppress the realm."
Aoki Ding frowned: "What happened? Then Tianzun City ignored it?"
"What was your Tianzun City that time?
Fei Chenxue sighed, "It is just the product of the compromise between the top forces in the Fengyun Realm. Perhaps for the Second Route Daojun and the Special First Route Daojun, Tianzun City is a behemoth.
But for the real top forces, Tianzun City is a mascot with no deterrence.’
For some reason, when Aoki Ding heard this, he suddenly thought of a famous international organization in his previous life.
He couldn't help but sigh: "After all, I have to rely on myself.
Fei Chenxue wanted to say something, but the oath of Qingmu Ding's Great Way was made. No matter how much she said it, it was meaningless.
Now, the only thing they can do is to help Qianji Palace not be occupied and destroyed by the Sect Master's family. Otherwise, the Qingmu Ding will have to seek revenge on it, the Sect Master's family and the Wuji Immortal Sect in the future.
“By the way.’
Fei Chenxue paused and looked at Qingmu Ding in confusion.
Qingmu Ding smiled and said, "The Qianji Hall is obviously a hall, so why should I call the Lord of the Valley Bu Chun instead of the Lord of the Hall?"
Hearing this question, Fei Chenxue smiled: "This matter is related to Qin Zhan. When Qin Zhan broke through the Nascent Soul Stage and went to visit various sects. The first stop was to Qianji Hall.
At that time, the Lord of Qianji Palace Valley was personally welcomed and competed with him. In that battle, Qin Zhan won by chance, so he said, "You and I are both the Lord of the Palace, and it seems that our strength is equal."
At this point, the Lord Qian, who was consciously humiliated, asked others to call him Bu Chunlun
"There is still this matter,
Qingmu Ding smiled and shook his head, "No wonder he was raiding Chen Daoxuan Sect. Bu Chunlun didn't like Qin Zhan so much. It seems that my brother-in-law was also an arrogant and domineering lord when he was young."
“It seems like you are so old,’
Fei Chenxue gave him a charming look: "I scolded Qin Zhan for this matter and asked him to be imprisoned in the sect for ten years."
"Should!'
After saying that, Qingmu Ding held Fei Chenxue's slender waist, and her figure flashed and disappeared.
The next day.
Qingmu Ding and Fei Chenxue, who rushed back to Shuanghu Island, came to enjoy their newlyweds, but also became busy to resist the upcoming strong enemies.
Shuanghu Island.
Qingmu Ding found the Yuanjian Sect at the Magical Artifact Research Institute.
Seeing the Qingmu Ding that suddenly appeared in front of him, Yuan Jian Sect was stunned for a moment and immediately bowed: Clan leader, why are you here?"
It’s not for the Yuan Jian Sect to be confused.
Qingmu Ding and Fei Chenxue had just gotten married, and it was supposed to be under the moon. Why are you so anxious to come to the Magic Artifact Research Institute to find him?
Aoki Ding looked at his winking and glared at him: "Can't I come?" "Hehe, no, of course not, I can come! I can come!"
Ignoring the smiley Yuan Jian Sect, Qingmu Ding said with a serious expression: "Daochu, let me ask you, how is the production situation of the sect leader and the extraction of the power of creation?"
Seeing that Qingmu Ding was not like joking, Bu Chunlun's face also became serious.
"Report to the clan leader, during this period, the weapon refiners at the fourth level of our Magic Artifact Research Institute have been refining day and night, and have more than doubled the production line of the sect leader.
During this period, the sect leader has produced more than 2,200 sects, and the sect leader factory is now producing 150 sects per day.
As for the power of creation, since the refining time is relatively short, only more than 60,000 drops have been extracted for the time being. But you are worried that as long as we give us another year, we will definitely be able to refine all 20 million of power of creation.
Yuan Jian Sect’s promise
“One year,
Aoki Ding shook his head, he didn't have a year left now.
Three months later.
The Chen Daoxuan Sect was about to force palaces to the northwest sects, and then there was the Sea of Ten Thousand Stars.
With the strength of the three third-level Chen Lang in the world realm, the four great Taoist lords, Lingzhe Valley, Qianji Hall, Tianyan Sect and Sect Master Qian, it is hard to say whether they can withstand it for a month.
Anyway, Aoki Ding is not optimistic about them.
Especially Tianyan Sect looks like a fence-bearer.
Seeing that the situation is not good, the other party will probably surrender to the sect leader's family first.
After all, being a dog is better than losing his life.
"I'll only give you three months!"
Bu Chunlun raised three fingers to Yuanjian Sect, "Three months later, I want ten million drops of power of fortune!"
Hearing this, Yuan Jian Sect calculated crazily. After a while, he raised his head: "No problem, ten million drops of power of fortune in three months!"
"Daochu, this matter is very important, and it even concerns the future and destiny of my Chen family. Please!" Bu Chunlun patted the other party's shoulder and said solemnly.
Never had a moment when Aoki Ding spoke to him in such a light tone
At this moment, Yuan Jian Sect felt that there was a heavy burden on his shoulders of billions of pounds.
He whispered hoarsely: "The clan leader is worried, Daochu swears to complete the order to the death!"
"good!"
After leaving Yuan Jian Sect, Qingmu Ding rushed back to the Immortal Palace of the Clan.
He now wants to see if the inheritance given to him by Qianji Palace is as magical as the other party said.
Return to the Immortal Palace.
Aoki Ding entered the secret room and went into seclusion immediately.
Secret room.
Bu Chunlun sat cross-legged on the cushion and couldn't wait to open the Xuanyang Sect that the Valley Lord gave him.
"This is
The spiritual sense invaded Xuanyang Sect, and Bu Chunlun saw the insect puppet that had been displayed by Bu Chun in Qianji Palace at first sight.
The thought moves.
He took out the insect puppet the size of a millstone from Xuanyang Sect.
Compared with the ancient strange insect, the gold-eating insect, this insect puppet looks different except for its appearance and looks a bit similar.
"The sixth-level low-grade insect puppet, the valley master actually gave it to me like this, it's really shy." Bu Chunlun shook his head, "I just don't know what this insect puppet relies on as the source of power."
He fiddled with the insect puppet and found nothing to be found.
The sixth-level low-grade puppet is indeed a bit high for the Qingmu Ding, which is only the fourth-level high-grade weapon refiner.
Since Qingmu Ding has no worries about cultivating resources, he has completely relaxed his efforts in refining weapons and alchemy.
Because he can obtain it through family forces, no matter it is a pill or a magic weapon, and he does not need to work hard to refine it himself.
Chapter completed!