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Xiao Mu Chen had been in a trance ever since he mentioned about the two sects in the Azure Cloud Mountain Range. It was unknown what he was thinking about. It was rare for him to not follow the azure sun and instead, flew up to the cliff by himself.

Zhou Yan, on the other hand, had Li Si to instruct everyone to bring their clothes, weapons, and silver taels along with them. Early the next morning, according to Qingyang's instructions, groups of people headed out of Yangzhou to the Azure Cloud Mountain Range, where they would gather at the South Peak Town under the jurisdiction of Taishun Prefecture in Yangzhou.

Firstly, if these thousand people walked together, it might arouse suspicion from the surrounding prefectures. Secondly, it had been a month or so since Qingyang had completed his trip to the North Hall. Therefore, the few of them had discussed this outcome.

As for the cultivation method that the Blood Sun Sect cultivates, Qingyang had yet to fully think it through. In the memories that he inherited from the ancient demon clan, there were quite a few divine arts that were cultivated by them. If it were placed in the Nine Prefectures, all of them would be able to shock the world, but Qingyang had yet to make a final decision on which one to choose.

When the soldiers heard that Qingyang Sect was established and that they were the first generation disciples of the Blood Sun Sect, the Immortal Martial Arts they dreamed of immediately flared up and their excited emotions drifted through the Windy Valley. No one was displeased, no one was displeased.

Everyone gathered together as they whispered and discussed. They were all glad that they had announced their allegiance to Qingyang Sect and that they were going to become disciples of immortal sects. This was not an ordinary honor and the soldiers that were fighting on the battlefield were looking forward to it.

When they saw him leave alone, Qingyang did not chase after him. There were many things that could not be resolved with just a few words of consolation. At this moment, Xiao Mu Chen needed him to be at peace for a moment.

"Which cultivation technique should I choose to teach him?" "If these soldiers practice the power of the five elements now, it would be too late. After all, most of them have reached the age of one and the meridians in their bodies are fixed." Qingyang frowned as he thought to himself.

"Since they have been bathed in blood all year round, their physical qualities and strength are quite high. I'm afraid they also practiced some martial arts and thus, the majority of them are already at the peak Houtian realm. It seems like in the future, they will train mainly their bodies." When he thought of this, Qingyang suddenly felt enlightened. Indeed, for these men, body tempering was the most appropriate. Wasn't his own body stronger than their mental strength?

"Let me think, what kind of body tempering technique is this?" Qingyang carefully recalled the message Taiyi left behind, but he was somewhat disappointed. The ancient demon race did not have many people who cultivated their bodies, so the message Taiyi left behind was only a single cultivation technique, the Seven Glorious Mysterious Technique.

"Seven Glorious Mysterious Technique?" He only briefly introduced it to the user and divided it into seven levels, layer after layer, each level, one above the other, to the point where the strongest body was comparable to that of an ancient demon god. Not to mention immortal arts and immortal arts, even that immortal treasure was hard to damage by half: "This is the only good or bad, the technique that can enter the eyes of Uncle Tai Yi is not an ordinary one."

Actually, what Qingyang did not know was that the Seven Glorious Mysterious Technique was created by a peerless genius of the ancient demon race by referring to the witch divine art of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique. According to legend, the Witch Clan's body refining method relied solely on the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique to reach the Nine Revolutions Mystic Technique, which allowed them to become a saint.

One could be considered to have stepped into the "Seven Glorious Mystical Technique", where one would be able to withstand the pain of one's veins being shattered and absorb the spirit energy of heaven and earth to reconstruct one's ordinary body, thus achieving the effect of strengthening one's meridians. One could be considered to have stepped into the "Seven Glorious Mysteries", where anyone who had stepped into the "Obscure" realm would already be considered to have reached the "Innate Foundation".

"How many people can endure the pain of having their muscles and tendons shattered? However, most of the soldiers are quite resolute. It should not be too much of a problem for me to refine a few more life-saving pills. " Qing Yang was also a little worried. After all, the pain of having one's muscles shattered was not something that anyone could endure. Just like when he was struck by a divine lightning. Even with Qing Yang's firm personality, when he recalled it, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Later on, I will ask Zhou Yan to pick a few people and give it a try. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will cause the deaths of too many people." With a plan in mind, he turned around and walked out of the stone room.

It had been four hours since the few of them finished discussing. No matter where they were in the Windy Valley, everyone they met would respectfully say "Sect Master". It seemed like Zhou Yan had already announced his plans to establish his sect.

Qingyang nodded with a smile at the many Blood Sun Sect disciples and then flew off in a certain direction under the admiring gazes of the crowd.

The cliff face was covered with an ancient pine tree that hung on top of it. The dark green pine needles faced the sun, and those who saw it were amazed that this ancient pine tree was able to survive on top of such a cliff. It was a rare sight.

The wrinkles on his face that were like carvings revealed his age. He seemed to be older than the old pine tree by a little bit, but the aura he exuded was like a towering mountain, making people want to submit to him.

"Elder Xiao." A voice suddenly sounded from behind him. It was only a simple word, but it contained a faint sense of concern.

"Kid, why are you here?" Xiao Mu Chen did not turn around as he softly said.

"After the discussion just now, we saw Elder Xiao's lonely expression. He was just a bit worried, so we hurried over to take a look." Qingyang slowly walked forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Mu Chen. However, he did not turn his head around. Instead, he looked straight into the horizon. It was unknown whether he was looking at the ancient pine tree or the boundless horizon.

"His expression is lonely? This old man has roamed everywhere for his entire life, what can make my heart feel lonely? " With a self-deprecating smile, Xiao Mu Chen faintly said.

"I believe Elder Xiao knows about this matter as well. It's just that I don't know if I should say it or not." With an expression as calm as water, Qingyang replied.

Turning his head to look at Qingyang, Xiao Mu Chen said, "Feel free to speak."

"The people of the world are hurt by love and are trapped by it. Since ancient times, heroes have also felt sorry for beauties. Let bygones be bygones, and let bygones be bygones." "Yes." Qingyang indifferently replied as he turned his head to stare into Xiao Mu Chen's old eyes.

As if he had been told something important, Xiao Mu Chen turned his head away and no longer looked at the Azure Sun. Instead, he looked at the ancient pine tree and sighed, "You brat, you really know how to guess the hearts of men."

"I wonder how many years this ancient tree has been so lonely, yet it is still as bright as ever." After the two of them were silent for a long time, Xiao Mu Chen suddenly opened his mouth and spoke as he dropped a handful of pine needles.

"If it is yours, you can take it. However, I have never seen you being so indecisive before." Qingyang replied with a tone of sarcasm and sarcasm before flying away, leaving Xiao Mu Chen standing there in a daze.

"Seize?" "How do we take them?" With a bitter smile, Xiao Mu Chen grew older, "She is the wife of the Sect Master of the Yue Sect."