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Chapter 656 Repair the Qingyuan Sword

A few days later, Chen Nianzhi arrived at Haoran Peak, where he met Zhenjun Haoran whom he had not seen for many years.

Zhenjun Haoran wore a white Confucian robe, sat cross-legged in the hall and looked at Chen Nianzhi. Compared with Zhenjun Haoran, his cultivation level has gone further, and he has reached the eighth level of Nascent Soul.

However, the moment he saw the two of them, Zhenjun Haoran couldn't help but lighten his eyes slightly, and then said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, your progress in cultivation is not slow."

"There are some opportunities, so the progress of cultivation has been faster." Chen Nianzhi said, and then said again: "Have you ever achieved your goal during this trip?"

"It's going well."

True Lord Haoran smiled slightly, as if he didn't want to talk more at this time, so he said: "I am going to continue the ground connection for the Tianji Mountains, and this time I came to you for this purpose."

Chen Nianzhi had just figured out the purpose of this trip a long time ago, so he said with a smile: "If the real king has something to do, this junior will naturally spare no effort to do it for him."

Seeing his response, Grand Master Haoran said: "Back then, the rank of the Tianji Mountains was as high as the sixth rank, and the inner dragon veins were born, and the rank almost touched the threshold of promotion to the sixth rank."

"It's just that in order to break through the Yuanshen, the black dragon demon ancestor forcibly tore apart the Tianji Mountains and devoured the power of the dragon's veins."

"Now if we want to renew the ground veins, we not only need to reshape the power of the mountains and rivers to repair the broken marks that were torn apart in the Tianji Mountains, but also need to restore the ground veins and dragon souls."

Following True Lord Haoran's eloquence, Chen Nianzhi probably understood the difficulty of restoring the Tianji Mountains.

After the Tianji Mountains were torn apart, the entire dragon vein was torn apart. After thousands of years of continuous connection by True Monarch Haoran, the fragmented dragon veins have almost reunited.

It's just that the details need to be readjusted. This not only requires the presidency of the true monarch, but also requires a large number of arrays and the assistance of many low-level monks. This is the reason why the true monarch Haoran found Chen Nianzhi.

After listening to Zhenjun Haoran's narration, Chen Nianzhi nodded and said: "My Chen family has a lot of monks, so I should be able to mobilize enough people to help you."

The three of them discussed for a long time, and after the discussion was completed, Chen Nianzhi was ready to go back to make preparations, but Grand Master Haoran stayed behind.

He glanced at Chen Nianzhi, and after pondering for a long time, he took out a vase and handed it to Chen Nianzhi: "This thing must be useful to you, so take it."

"Thank you senior."

Chen Nianzhi cupped his hands to express his thanks, thinking that this was the reward Grand Master Haoran paid him, but he didn't want his face to change drastically after a little exploration of his spiritual sense, and there were actually ten drops of pure yang essence in this treasure bottle.

Pure Yang True Essence is the supreme treasure of the sixth rank, one drop is worth [-] Heavenly Crystals, and if it exceeds ten drops, it will be of some use to Primordial Spirit cultivators.

The pure yang liquid in front of him is ten drops, worth four thousand sky crystals, which is one-tenth of the value of a pure yang treasure.

If it gets out, even half-step primordial spirits will be crazy about it, yet True Monarch Haoran actually gave him this thing directly.

Moreover, it is too coincidental that this thing can help him repair the Qingyuan Sword, which is what Chen Nianzhi urgently needs.

There is only one possibility for all this, that is, Zhenjun Haoran has already calculated that Qingyuan Sword is in his hands.

Thinking of this, Chen Nianzhi couldn't help looking at Zhenjun Haoran, and a look of shock flashed in his heart.

"Don't talk too much, don't ask too much."

Grandmaster Haoran waved his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "Go ahead."

"Junior farewell."

Chen Nianzhi saluted again, and then left the hall with Jiang Linglong.

After the two left, silence returned to the hall. Grand Master Haoran looked at their leaving backs with a somewhat worried look on his face.

After a long time, Zhenjun Haoran suddenly turned cold and said: "What exactly do you want?"

"Disciple, do you really distrust me as a teacher?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the hall.

I saw an illusory nether air rising from the light of the void, turning into an illusory figure.

The person who came was dressed in a black robe and sat cross-legged on the void. The evil spirit around him twisted and deformed the void, covering his true face.

"Humph--"

True Monarch Haoran snorted coldly, but didn't say any more.

The visitor fell silent when he saw this, and said after a long time: "Three thousand roads lead to the same goal."

"Although there is a gap between you and me, we are just practicing our own paths."

True Monarch Haoran didn't say a word, but just said: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"What I want as a teacher is nothing more than the Dao of the Demon God." The visitor didn't seem to want to hide anything, and said calmly, "This person can't even calculate the book of Yan Tian Dao, and he is probably a person who should be robbed like Emperor Jiang."

"My next move at this time is just an early move to leave behind."

The man said indifferently, then looked at Zhenjun Haoran, shook his head and said: "You have righteousness in your heart, and you have a smooth journey in cultivation, but you are also restricted by the aura of grandeur."

"Today, if you come forward to bear the karma for him, you will surely suffer a lot of disasters in the future, and you will not escape the disaster of falling."

"Hmph, you don't need to worry about this matter."

True Monarch Haoran had no expression on his face, and raised his hand to wipe away the ghostly evil spirit.

It's just that in the depths of his soul, wisps of catastrophe are entwined, rolling in like dark clouds.

"..."

Chen Nianzhi and Jiang Linglong returned to Lingzhou Lake, and came to the underground water vein with a solemn expression. He took out the pure yang essence, and then told Qing Yuanjian about the situation.

Qing Yuanjian flickered a little after listening, and said after a long time: "Although I have suffered heavy injuries these years, I am the character of Chunyang Lingbao after all."

"In Ziyin Realm, the only ones who can deduce my traces are the 'Ancient Nether Book', the 'Heaven Pattern Armor', and the 'Sky Mirror', the three pure-yang magic treasures. "

"However, since the other party didn't attack you, it's likely that they didn't have any malice. You will understand the cause and effect after practicing."

Hearing what he said, Chen Nianzhi heaved a sigh of relief. After pondering for a while, he smiled and said, "With the Pure Yang Spiritual Liquid, senior's injuries can be recovered."

"As it is."

Qing Yuanjian was also a little happy. Once he refines these ten drops of pure yang liquid, he can completely repair his injuries and restore the power of his heyday.

At that time, with the killing power of a pure Yang fairy sword, I am afraid that it will be possible to go anywhere in the world.

After bidding farewell to Qingyuan Sword, Chen Nianzhi immediately got up and left the water vein, and found the old patriarch on Xianxing Island. After meeting him, Chen Nianzhi directly explained the situation of repairing the Tianji Mountain Range.

Chen Changxuan nodded after listening, and then said with a smile: "This matter is easy to handle."

"Repairing the Tianji Mountains is not about fighting monsters. It will hardly cause too many casualties. We only need to pay a small salary to recruit monks. Many monks are willing to participate."

(End of this chapter)