Everlasting

There was a slight silence in the main hall, and several people's hearts were heavy. They all guessed the reason why Chen Qingmeng was in seclusion.

Without the assistance of the Foundation Establishment Pill, a monk would really have to risk his life if he wanted to succeed in the Foundation Establishment. This time Chen Qingmeng went into seclusion, there was a 90% chance that he would never come out alive again.

After a while, Fifth Elder Chen Qingwan asked: "You convened a meeting of elders just after you came back. Did something happen in Pingyang County?"

Chen Nianzhi came back to his senses. The top priority now was to pull out the hidden demon cultivator in Pingyang County. He couldn't care about anything else. He quickly told everyone the whole story of the incident.

The fourth elder, Chen Qingyuan, had the most violent temper. He was so angry that he slammed the table on the spot: "We must not react to this matter, otherwise the major immortal clans and demonic cultivators will think that we are weak and can be bullied."

The third elder has been in charge of the clan for many years. He is not only stable in temperament, but also the most organized.

"As long as you make up your mind, ordinary magic cultivators will never be able to escape our investigation one by one, but the manpower required for this is really in short supply right now."

“But things don’t matter, and you can let go of things that are not urgent but important.”

"This matter is no small matter. All the monks in the family, as long as they are not in retreat, must be called out to help."

Chen Nianzhi also nodded and added: "In order to guard against powerful demon cultivators, we must go as far as possible."

"Yes." The third elder also nodded: "Just in case, the three of you will go together. I will be in charge of the family."

The meeting ended quickly, and the task of investigating the demon cultivators was decided.

This time the family is determined to completely root out the hidden dangers of demonic cultivation among mortals at all costs.

That night, the third elder personally summoned the monks in the clan one by one and issued this task that could not be refused.

Chen Nianzhi was sitting in the mansion, holding the storage bag in his hand.

This storage bag was obtained by killing the black-robed demon cultivator. In the past ten days, he had been taking the time to break the restrictions on it, and today he finally broke the demon cultivator's spiritual thoughts.

After opening the storage bag, Chen Nianzhi looked at the items inside.

The old devil doesn't have many things. Apart from the two magic treasures of the Seven Soul Demon Banner and the Black Shuttle, he only has a small cyan shield.

Both magic treasures are extremely vicious and will affect the monk's mind if used frequently. Although Chen Nianzhi is not a pedantic person, he does not dare to use them easily until the moment of life and death.

The small green shield is a pure first-level high-grade magic weapon. This object is called the Qingling Shield. The shield light it turns into after being activated is enough to resist the attacks of the monks in the late stage of Qi training.

That day, the black-robed old devil relied on this treasure to withstand the Qingye Sword's repeated attacks. If it weren't for the amazing power of the red flame talisman left by the seventh uncle, Chen Nianzhi might not be able to defeat him.

After getting this shield, Chen Nianzhi immediately sacrificed it to make up for the gap in his own defensive magic weapon.

He found that the storage bag was mostly filled with sundries. In addition, there were two bottles of elixirs, thirty spirit stones, a incomplete map, and more than four hundred blood crystals.

The two bottles of elixirs were both demonic elixirs made from blood-evil substances. Once they were taken, they would be in danger of becoming possessed by demons, so Chen Nianzhi could only destroy them.

The incomplete map looked like it was only half of it. It seemed to be the ruins of a monk's cave, but it was too incomplete so nothing could be seen.

Thirty spirit stones were equivalent to Chen Nianzhi's annual salary, which was considered a good amount of income, but what really made Chen Nianzhi feel chilled were the more than four hundred blood crystals.

As the primates of all things, the human race was born in this world. Even if they have never practiced, they often have a little spiritual energy over time.

Blood crystals are the essence smelted from the blood of mortals. Usually ten mortals can only smelt one blood crystal with all their blood.

For demon cultivators, the spiritual energy contained in a blood crystal is about the same as that of a low-grade spiritual stone, but it is filled with turbidity and evil energy. Only demon cultivators can use it, and immortal cultivators dare not absorb it at all.

The blood crystals in the storage bag are now piled up, which means that a total of four thousand mortals were drained of blood by the demon cultivators so that these four hundred blood crystals could be smelted.

"The demon cultivator in this world..."

"You are really not a son of man and have no conscience!"

Chen Nianzhi looked at the blood crystal, his eyes almost bursting with tears. Even with his temperament in two lifetimes, it was difficult for him to calm down.

Growing up, he had always heard that demon cultivators had nothing to do with childbirth, and had evil and crazy temperaments. They liked to burn, kill, loot, and commit extermination, but he never expected that they would do it so cruelly.

You must know that most of the demon cultivators are also human beings. Using the souls of the same race to sacrifice demon treasures and using mortal blood to smelt blood crystals as their own promotion qualifications is too cruel and vicious, and not killing them is not enough for the common people.

"All demon cultivators in the world should be killed!"

A hint of murderous intent suddenly appeared in Chen Nianzhi's eyes, but then quickly subsided.

"I'm not strong enough."

"It's better to protect me in this life and raise me, the Chen Clan's immortal clan is in the precarious situation."

After being silent for a long time, he destroyed the blood crystals, magic pills and other objects one by one, and then closed his eyes.

"I was born in the vast world, a mayfly and ant as humble as dust. I struggled between life and death, unable to see the way forward clearly."

"Only through practice can we find the chance to change our destiny."

"Practice is a long road."

"..."

Early the next morning, Chen Nianzhi, together with the fourth and fifth elders, took the Chen family monks to Pingyang County.

This time, in addition to the manpower stationed in Qingyuan Mountain, almost all the available manpower on Qingyuan Mountain have been mobilized.

From the elders of the elder generation to the younger generation who have just broken through the early stages of Qi training, those who can take action have put down what they are doing.

Some people came out of seclusion in the middle of seclusion, some put down the half-refined five elements essence, some ended their vacation, and some took a break from taking care of the spiritual field.

Even the elder Chen Changyan, who is responsible for the inheritance of the family and specializes in educating the younger generations of the family, has stepped forward to do his best for the family.

Chen Changyan is now one hundred and twelve years old, and has almost touched the threshold of the one hundred and twenty-year-old Qi training limit. Now he has already lost both Qi and blood, and it is time for him to be unable to take action.

When Chen Nianzhi saw that he wanted to go with him, he couldn't sit still and wanted to ask him to go back and take care of himself, but he was shouted at:

"You little kid, don't think that I won't dare to discipline you once you become an elder."

"You forgot, I was the one who taught you how to practice since you were a child."

"Now that you are an elder, do you look down on me, old man?"

"When it comes to a life-and-death battle, my old bones haven't completely rotted away yet."

After being scolded for nothing, Chen Nian was speechless.

He knew that such old monks who had practiced for hundreds of years and had never died in a fight were often experienced and ruthless people.

If he really takes action, the opponent's strength in a short period of time may not be worse than his.

But it is only powerful for one battle. Once he takes action with all his strength, no matter what the result is, he will end up dying of exhaustion of energy and blood.