NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 474: Tianyu Dynasty's Request
"Sect Master Chen Ge, this son's origin is unknown and I have stopped him."
The old monk who stopped the disaster said flatteringly that he understood Chen Ge's temperament. If you were good to him, he would be better to you.
What was hateful was that the Lord Thunder God had already obtained Chen Ge's Fa Tian Xiang Di that day, but he, the old monk who was trying to end disasters, had racked his brains in all kinds of calculations, but he had not even gotten a single benefit from Chen Ge.
Therefore, we can conclude a truth from the disaster.
This kid eats soft things but not hard things.
If you want to get what you want from Chen Ge, you have to let Chen Ge owe you a favor.
"You kid, tell me quickly, is it that the Tianyu Dynasty has been misbehaving against our Xuantian Sect for a long time, and now it is here to declare a war? If the Tianyu Dynasty's army is about to attack the city?"
The old monk who eliminated the disaster said in a sharp and old voice. After saying that, he stepped forward and grabbed the young man's collar with his hands, eager to try.
He was very unhappy and immediately made a contribution to Chen Ge.
As early as when he went to Baili County, he had wanted to go with him.
But they didn't call him at all.
Disaster Disaster is not like an empty monk, and he has a deep friendship with Chen Ge.
With everyone clamoring to go together, it is inevitable that Chen Ge will not be disgusted with him.
"Master, please don't talk nonsense. Our Tianyu Dynasty and Xuantian Sect have always been on good terms with each other, and have even been on good terms with each other."
The young man was grabbed and wanted to resist, but the aura of the old monk was too terrifying and he couldn't struggle at all. In the other's hands, he was like a chicken being picked up.
Therefore, after holding back all his strength, his face turned red.
"End the disaster and let him go."
Chen Ge stared at the young man with piercing eyes and said, "Tell me, what do you mean when you come to me?"
"Master Chen Ge, my name is Mu Chunqiu, and I am a messenger from the Tianyu Dynasty. Your Majesty has asked me to deliver a letter to you personally. I also ask you to help and save the thousands of people of the Tianyu Dynasty who are in ruins."
The young man introduced himself to his family and stated the purpose of his visit.
Then he stepped forward, took out a letter from Najie, and handed it to Chen Ge.
He took the letter and opened it to look at it.
Chen Ge glanced at it, then flipped his palm, burning the letter into ashes.
"I understand. You go back first and come back in three days."
Chen Ge said in a deep voice.
Sure enough!
In the letter, although the demon-suppressing general Li Cong was mentioned in many places, he was full of praise for what he was like.
But more importantly, it wanted to make him feel guilty and ask him, Chen Ge, to help and suppress the Southern Territory army for their Tianyu Dynasty.
"In that case, I'll go ahead and retire, and wait for the good news from Sect Leader Chen Ge in three days!"
Mu Chunqiu bowed, took a step back with a smile, then turned and left.
Staring at Mu Chunqiu who was getting further and further away and finally disappeared into the mountains and forests, Chen Ge pinched his eyebrows and felt a pain in his head.
The dynasty and the sect have always been in harmony with each other, and naturally they will not interfere in each other's internal affairs.
Now that Tianyu Dynasty asked him to help, wouldn't this break the deadlock?
The Xuantian Sect was involved, and the dynasties in the Southern Territory mistakenly believed that the Eastern Territory wanted to annex them, and so did the sect.
At that time, the entire dynasty and sects in the Southern Region will be tied into a hemp rope and come together to attack them in the Eastern Region.
The Great Wilderness incident has already given him a headache, and now that the Southern Territory has interfered again, Chen Ge can't even think about not having a headache.
He just wants to be a sect leader quietly!
If there is nothing to do, expel the disciples; if there is something to do, go to bed.
Why is there so much going on?
Seeing Chen Ge lowering his head and thinking for a long time, Xue Beifeng and Monk Duanyan looked at each other and couldn't help but frown.
Neither of them saw what was in the letter, and there was no way they could be attentive to it.
He could only stand there blankly with Chen Ge.
"Xue Beifeng, go and get the records of disciple Li Qingqiu's mistakes, arrange a title at random, and then wait for him to come see me."
After a long time, Chen Ge came back to his senses, waved his hand towards Xue Beifeng and said.
Then without saying a word, it turned into an afterimage and disappeared.
Xue Beifeng and Duan Ban were deceived.
But one thing that is certain is that Li Qiufeng is probably going to be unlucky.
Either he was expelled from the sect, or he did something wrong.
"Misfortune lies on the back of misfortune, and misfortune lies on it. Li Qiufeng, take care of yourself. The disciples that Sect Master Chen Ge expelled from the sect before did not fail to prosper, but there are also those who disappeared. I hope you seek good fortune for yourself. It’s the former!”
"Xuantian Sect, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay any longer!"
Xue Beifeng murmured to himself, then turned around, intending to bow to Duan disaster, but Duan disaster had disappeared at some point.
"This old monk is so attentive to the sect master, but he is dismissive of us, and I don't know what his intentions are."
Xue Beifeng secretly complained, and then rushed towards the Law Enforcement Peak without daring to hesitate.
In the law enforcement hall, it took a full quarter of an hour to rummage through boxes and cabinets before taking out Li Qiufeng's files.
"This boy is very resilient, but unfortunately his talent is not that good. After practicing for so many years, he is still at the third level of the Qi refining stage. It's a pity..."
In the splendid hall, Xue Beifeng was holding a piece of yellow paper and muttering to himself.
As Xuantian Sect has grown, the buildings within Xuantian Sect have also improved visibly.
After all, Xuantian Sect is already the largest sect in the Eastern Region and represents the face of the entire Eastern Region. The decoration inside the sect is naturally more luxurious.
In fact, the most important thing is that Xue Beifeng can make a lot of money out of it.
"This boy has broken more than a hundred swords in the past year. This reason may be a bit far-fetched, but it is better than nothing..."
Xue Beifeng touched the yellow paper with his finger and hid it in his storage ring. Then he turned and left the law enforcement hall and rushed to the main peak.
...
At the same time, in the outer gate of Xuantian Sect, in the martial arts field.
Huahuahua——
A figure waved the long sword in his hand, sweating profusely, gritting his teeth, his eyes were sharp and firm.
"Why, why is it still not working!"
"I, Qiufeng, have worked so hard, why am I still in the Qi Refining Stage now? I don't accept it!"
Li Qiufeng's eyes were full of unwillingness, and his thin and dark cheeks were full of determination, but his right hand holding the sword was constantly struggling, and there was a thick layer of dead skin at the tiger's mouth, which was formed by long-term sword practice.
"One day, I want to be like Master Chen Ge, and be the best in the world!"
"Hoohoohoo..."
"Come again!"
"Come again!"
...
Sword after sword, in the empty martial arts field, Li Qiufeng practiced from morning to night, and from night to morning. At this time, the sun was in the sky, and the scorching sun shone on the martial arts field, like a steam furnace.
"Come again!"
Li Qiufeng shouted loudly, and another sword swept out. A huge rock in front of him made a clang, and a three-inch deep sword mark appeared.
This is the basalt stone from outer space, which is extremely hard.
Ordinary people may not leave a trace of it after chopping with a giant axe for a whole day, but now there is a three-inch sword mark, which shows the power of this sword.