After half a month of seclusion, Ye Chuan walked out of the Tianlong Hall.
In this retreat, what is being cultivated is not the cultivation, but the state of mind. It is also a kind of practice to calm down and ignore what is going on outside the window and leave everything to Zhu Sijia and the old demon of Yinshan.
As a leader, you must not only be able to hold on to power, but also know how to delegate it. Otherwise, you will only get a group of subordinates who are as rigid and rigid as puppets. Of course, there will definitely be a price to pay in the process of decentralization. It will have short-term consequences, but it will be worth it in the long run.
On the Tianlong Peak, it was deserted. The Balrog and the Horned Demon Nagus and others all went out to fight alongside Zhu Sijia and others. The few guards who were already there also went out to fight. After turning around, Ye Chuan only saw one person near Nie Longyuan, the siren Hai Lili. Everyone else had gone out, but she was still taking good care of the Tianlong tree and Yanzhu.
After a while, the branches and leaves of Tianlong have become more dense, and many green buds have grown. Maybe next year we can harvest Tianlong rice. The smoke bamboo seedlings have also grown a lot taller, and a faint smoke condenses on the branches and leaves, leaving a fragrant aroma in your mouth after taking a breath.
"Master Ye!"
Hai Lili, the siren girl, was watering the water. She turned around when she heard the sound of slight footsteps. Only then did she see Ye Chuan coming behind her and saluting hastily. Maybe it was because Tianlong rice seeds were finally planted and it was expected to harvest Tianlong rice, which was very important to the tribe. Maybe it was because he was born to do this kind of work. He looked refreshed and happy, and he looked more and more refreshed.
"Hai Lili, why don't you go out to practice with Jiajia and the others?" Ye Chuan asked.
The Siren Girl's cultivation level is not very high, only the second level of a real person, but her talent is extraordinary, and she can turn people to stone and put them into a trance in an instant. On the battlefield, this is definitely a killer move.
"It was Sister Jiajia who asked me to stay. She said that all the masters of the sect have gone out and one person should be left to guard the sect." Hailili paused and then said: "Besides, I don't like to fight or kill. Yes, it’s best to take care of the Tianlong tree and Yanzhu seedlings.”
"fair enough."
Ye Chuan nodded. Siren Girl's talent is a big killer move, but it cannot be used frequently in a short period of time. If you overdraw it, you will suffer backlash. In addition, before the last critical moment, it would be better to save it as a trump card. After using it many times, it would be bad for the Qin Dynasty's army to be on guard. After a pause, Ye Chuan continued: "By the way, is there any news about what I told you last time?"
"No, there is no news about Tuoba Xiaoniao and his daughter yet. However, I have told the clansmen that they are already searching everywhere in secret. In addition..."
Hai Lili, the siren girl, raised her head and glanced at Ye Chuan, and said: "After hearing the news about the Tianlong rice seeds taking root and sprouting and growing into the Tianlong tree, my grandfather and the others said that they must come over and have a look. Maybe..., maybe it won't take long for them to arrive. To the Yunwu Mountains, Mr. Ye, look..."
"It's okay, let them come over, and then just ask Jiajia to make arrangements."
Ye Chuan smiled and thought it was something. Someone from the Siren Clan was coming. This was a good thing. He turned around and walked away. Behind her, Hai Lili moved her mouth as if she still had something to say. Seeing that Ye Chuan had already walked away, she had no choice but to give up.
After leaving Tianlong Peak, Ye Chuan walked out of Yunwu Sect alone and followed the induction to find Zhu Sijia, Yinshan Old Demon and others.
Although the Great Qin Dynasty's counterattack and severe situation had long been expected, half a month had passed, and it was time to understand the specific situation and see if there were any new changes.
On the barren mountains and ridges, Ye Chuan walked as fast as flying, his strong body running wildly on the wilderness.
After refining the dragon-slaying flying sword given by Meng Qi, a man in green robe, he can also fly with the sword. However, he prefers to run. He likes the down-to-earth feeling of running wildly on the endless wasteland. This is what he left behind in his previous life. The next habit.
For battles that can be resolved with fists, treasures and restrictions should never be used. This is Ye Chuan's consistent tenet. No matter when, the body is the most important and the most reliable. Treasures may be lost or damaged, and restrictions may fail. A strong body is the best way to rely on it.
This concept was a basic common sense that most practitioners knew when saints emerged and competed for beauty millions of years ago. Unfortunately, it has long been extinct. Most of them spend their whole day dreaming about getting some powerful treasure or profound magical power to quickly increase their strength, or even reach the sky in one step, but they do not work hard to strengthen and temper their bodies.
Before practicing, you need to train your brain and understand basic common sense. Unfortunately, today's practitioners have forgotten it. Therefore, the cultivation sect will gradually decline. It is so difficult to produce a semi-saint master, and it will even be suppressed by the emperor of the world. Millions of years ago, this would have been impossible and unimaginable. No matter how powerful the emperors in the world were, they would still be ants in the eyes of practitioners.
Ye Chuan was very fast and arrived at a valley at noon.
In the valley, the Yunwu Sect disciples had just withdrawn from the front line and gathered together to rest. Some people were leaning against the stone wall, gasping for air and exhausted; some people tore off a piece of cloth from their bodies and wiped the blood on their swords; some people were dripping with blood and lying on the ground waiting for rescue. Many female disciples were walking around in a hurry, bandaging the wounds of the injured.
"Brothers, I'm not bragging. In that battle just now, if Jiajia hadn't stopped me, I would have rushed forward and killed the opponent's leader with a sword."
The loud voice of Fatty Zhao Dazhi came from a grotto, and he was full of ambition. Ye Chuan calmly walked over and took a look. Fatty was bragging in the grotto, foaming at the mouth, and a large group of people were sitting around him. Today's battle was the most exciting. First I got caught in an ambush by those idiots, and then I charged back and wiped out three thousand of their elite soldiers. It was so damn satisfying. If Jiajia hadn't stopped me, I would have brought that commander's head back. It’s even more fun when you’re playing football.”
"Senior Fatty Brother, is it true or not?"
"That's right, Fat Senior Brother, you're not trying to trick someone again, are you?"
The surrounding Yunwu Sect disciples were a little suspicious. Fatty Zhao Dazhi was notoriously timid. He charged counterattack and almost killed the commander in the stone fortress. When did he see him be so brave
"Look what this is. The general order of the Great Qin Dynasty is on the commander's body. I snatched it from him."
The fat man raised a token proudly, and exclamations quickly sounded, attracting a group of surprised eyes. This guy's body was covered in blood and wrapped with strips of cloth. He looked seriously injured, but he looked excited and had a great time in front of a group of outer disciples.
Outside the grotto, looking at the fat man's proud look, Ye Chuan shook his head and smiled. A fat man is a fat man, and he will never change his habit of bragging. After grabbing a token, he can brag that he is unstoppable and almost kill the other party's commander. If he really misses and kills the other party's commander, wouldn't he have to brag about it? Go to the sky and say that you are only a little bit close to killing the Qin Crown Prince Li Guanghan who is heavily protected by soldiers
Ye Chuan had no way to deal with Fatty, a guy who was easy to get rich, but he felt relieved, knowing that Zhu Sijia and the Yinshan old demon had won another match. This place is still more than 800 miles away from the Yunwu Sect's mountain gate, which is enough to give the Qin Dynasty a headache. Just as he was hesitating whether to go in and teach the fat man a few words, there was a sudden sound of light footsteps behind him. The sound of standing on tiptoes, as if afraid of being heard, is completely different from the sound of ordinary people's footsteps.
Ye Chuan suddenly turned around and saw a person walking towards him. Wearing a white standard robe, he seemed to be a disciple of the Yunwu Sect, but he wore a large cape on his head, which completely covered his facial features. At first glance, Ye Chuan had a strange feeling, something was wrong, and there was a vague feeling of familiarity.
A spy from the Great Qin Dynasty, or a top killer hired by Li Guanghan
Ye Chuan's pupils tightened, and the sky-swallowing talisman in his body spun faster.