"Now you have a chance to greatly increase your strength, but the price to pay for such an opportunity is extremely painful. Are you willing to bear it?" Chen Feng's eyes were as sharp as lightning, looking deeply at the dozen people in front of him.
Feeling the expectation in Chen Feng's eyes, everyone's hearts were shocked, and what followed was a deep joy.
In their eyes, Chen Feng is becoming more and more mysterious. Although he is only at the peak of the late stage of tribulation, he is able to kill a lone immortal. Would such a person easily say such words if he is not sure
"Perhaps, some of you think that I am confident that I can help you improve quickly. Indeed, I do have the ability to quickly increase your strength, but this method is extremely dangerous. Whether you can survive it is still a fifty-fifty chance." Chen Feng said this with great emphasis.
For a moment, several monks showed some hesitation, only Meng Shan, Chen Huaqing and Gao Lang nodded without hesitation.
But soon, those hesitant monks nodded resolutely and said, "Peak Master, we are willing to bear this pain for the revival of Bizhu Peak."
Chen Feng nodded with satisfaction. His mental power was so strong that he could naturally sense that these people agreed willingly. For a moment, Chen Feng was somewhat impressed by Chang Ling's ability to judge people. It is better to have fewer than fewer people. Although there are only a dozen disciples in Bizhu Peak, they are all open and honest.
"Okay, since you have made up your mind, we will start the upgrade in three days. However, since the matter is of great importance, we have to go to another place." Chen Feng said with a smile.
"Another place? Where?" Everyone was stunned and didn't understand.
"You will know when the time comes. During these three days, you will recover here. Also, collect as much spiritual fluid as possible from the spiritual fluid spring. It will be useful when the time comes." After Chen Feng finished speaking, his figure flashed and he disappeared after a few jumps. Only a voice came slowly: "I will pick you up in three days."
"My fellow disciples, the Peak Master has given us such an opportunity, so we must not embarrass him!" Meng Shan said solemnly, "From now on, we must seize every moment to recover and collect spiritual fluids. If anyone wastes the Peak Master's kindness, I, Meng Shan, will be the first one to not let him go!"
Everyone nodded excitedly. They were all grateful people, otherwise Chang Ling would not have allowed them to join Bizhu Peak. Especially in recent years, Bizhu Peak has been weakening day by day, and they have never abandoned it, which shows their character. Now Chen Feng can give them a chance, how can they not be grateful
From this moment on, Bizhu Peak seemed to be completely immersed.
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The inner gate of Chaotian Sect was filled with extremely rich spiritual energy. More than a dozen eighth-level spiritual veins converged here, and the vast spiritual energy made it seem as if every breath you took was like cultivation.
The area of the inner gate is several times larger than the sum of all the peaks of the outer gate.
The forces within the inner sect are complicated. Chaotian Sect allows the inner sect cultivators to form their own forces, which has led to the current situation of a hundred schools of thought contending with each other. The Xue Family and the Yunu Pavilion are among the larger forces in the inner sect.
Among the inner sect forces, large and small, some have existed since the establishment of Chaotian Sect. They belong to the official forces of Chaotian Sect and are indispensable institutions of Chaotian Sect.
The Resources Hall is such an institution.
The master of the Resources Hall is a senior seven-tribulations immortal named Tianji, who is one of the few elders of the Chaotian Sect.
At this moment, the Lord of Tianji Palace was closing his eyes tightly, breathing in and out endless spiritual energy.
Suddenly, the hall master's eyes suddenly opened, and two cold rays burst out in Tianji's gaze.
At the same time, there was a rapid knock on the door. Tianji waved his hand and the door opened automatically. The cultivator who knocked on the door was brought in through the air.
"How dare you disturb my meditation!" Tianji's tone was cold, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his words.
"Palace Master, spare my life!" The monk who was captured and brought in was pale and shouted hurriedly: "Disciple is the guard guarding the Life Archway, and this time I am here to report a great news."
Under the pressure of the Seven Tribulations Loose Immortal, this late Mahayana disciple was as fragile as an ant.
"Humph, I hope your news can impress me!" Tianji's expression eased a little, and he said coldly: "Tell me, what news!"
"Palace Master, this is what happened. When I was inspecting the fate memorial arch this morning, I discovered that the fate memorial of a First Tribulation Loose Immortal was broken." The disciple said hurriedly.
"A wandering immortal who has just suffered one calamity is dead, is it worth making such a fuss?" Tianji's eyes flashed with murderous intent again. Obviously, the disciple's reasons were not enough to impress him.
Seeing the murderous intent in Tianji's eyes, the disciple panicked. He shouted in panic: "Palace Master, that one-tribulation immortal has some background."
Tianji frowned, put the disciple on the ground, and said coldly: "What's going on? Tell me!"
Seeing that he had finally escaped from Tianji's clutches, the disciple heaved a sigh of relief. He panted with lingering fear, and then said: "The one-calamity scattered immortal is Zuo Lengchan, the disciple of the Zuo family who entered the inner sect five hundred years ago."
"Zuo Lengchan?" Tianji frowned. He had some impression of this Zuo Lengchan. At the beginning, the ancestor of the Zuo family had come to visit him specifically in order to let Zuo Lengchan enter the Resource Palace and expand the Zuo family's sphere of influence.
When he saw Zuo Lengchan's good talent, he immediately agreed to the job. He also guided Zuo Lengchan several times over the years.
"Zuo Lengchan is dead? Have you found out the reason and at whose hands did he die?" Tianji asked coldly.
"This... I came in a hurry and haven't found out yet!" The disciple said in panic.
"Waste, what use do I have for you?" A fierce light flashed in Tianji's eyes. The disciple didn't even have time to scream. His eyes glared and he died.
"Someone come here!" Tianji shouted.
In an instant, several figures quickly came in front of Tianji.
"Go check where Zuo Lengchan has been these days and who killed him." Tianji ordered coldly: "And throw this trash out too."
Those figures nodded immediately, and then disappeared silently, and along with them disappeared the disciple who died on the ground.
"Zuo Lengchan, if I remember correctly, he seems to be the grandson of the old witch of the Zuo family. It seems that the Chaotian Sect is going to be in turmoil again." Tianji said to himself, then closed his eyes and immersed himself in cultivation.