Chapter 120 The last spot in the sect competition

This battle was the final battle of the sect competition.

The elite disciples of the younger generation in the sect were basically all present.

From Qi Refining to Foundation Building, the scene was very lively.

There were groups of three or five monks, some came in pairs, and some were alone.

A couple was snuggling together and talking and laughing. The woman would shyly hit the man's shoulder from time to time, and then the man would laugh and hold the woman's waist tighter in his arms.

However, at this time, a woman with drooping eyebrows who looked very cute and in her early twenties came to the couple gently and politely.

"I'm sorry to bother you two Taoist friends. Can we go over there? We want to be together."

The woman smiled and pointed to another place, mainly because the couple took up a lot of space, and their words and deeds were ambiguous and bold, so people around them avoided them.

The places in other places were scattered, and there was only one large place here.

The man frowned slightly upon hearing this, his face full of displeasure, and he let go of his Taoist partner in his arms. He was about to get angry, because he was the last disciple of the elder in the sect.

With a high status, no one dared to ask him to give up his position.

He was about to stand up and get angry, but when he looked back, he was instantly locked by seven unfriendly foundation-building auras. Among them, there was a woman with a stunning appearance and cold eyes, staring at him coldly, and it seemed that she had reached the sixth level of foundation-building.

There were men and women standing around the woman, because they were all foundation-building cultivators, their ages could not be seen, but from their warning eyes, the man knew one thing.

If he dared to speak dirty words to the woman in front of him, his end would definitely be miserable.

The moment the man was stunned, the atmosphere here was slightly solemn, and immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding cultivators.

"Those seven people are all foundation-building cultivators. This scene is rare. Could they be the famous Chen family in Yunmeng City?"

"Jindan Chen family?"

"What Jindan Chen family? It's the branch of the Chen family under the Jindan Chen family. It is said that this family is very outrageous. Everyone in the family can build a foundation. I heard that the family property of the Jindan Chen family is less than one-tenth of the family property of this branch of the Chen family."

"You are talking about the Chen family of the Chen Auction House. It is said that they earn a lot of spiritual stones every day. No wonder they can Raised so many foundation-building cultivators. "

"The key is that the family members are also very hardworking. Generally, they can succeed in building a foundation after failing once or twice, which is why there is a terrifying scene of nine foundation-building cultivators in one family today."

"......"

"Please give up your seat, fellow Daoist. This is a little thought. I hope you don't mind it."

The leading woman was surrounded by the other six foundation-building cultivators. She had a sense of being the hostess of the house. This person was Lu Lingxin. She casually shot out a spiritual light, and a storage bag fell into the man's palm.

The man subconsciously explored it with his spiritual sense and found that there were actually two thousand spirit stones inside.

A touch of greed immediately emerged in his eyes, but the next second, it was suppressed in his heart. He had already seen that the people in front of him were the famous auction house Chen family.

The Chen family is rich and powerful, and has become a force that cannot be ignored in Yunmeng City.

However, they have always been low-key and rarely make enemies. Their descendants are also very restrained and humble, and their family education is very strict. They rarely do anything to bully the people and bully men and women.

The reputation in the city is very good. No cultivator would not give a thumbs up when talking about this family.

"So it's the Chen family from the auction house. I'm shortsighted. Forget about the spiritual stones. I'll leave immediately." The man stood up and bowed, returning the storage bag with both hands.

"Thank you, it's just a small gift. Please accept it."

Seeing that the man's attitude was quite friendly, Lu Lingxin immediately melted like an iceberg, his face was greatly relieved, and his voice was like a spring breeze.

"You're welcome, thank you."

The man did not refuse, and immediately took his Taoist partner away happily.

Seeing the man leave, everyone said: "Fourth Mother, please sit here, the angle here is the best."

"My mother, please sit down."

"......"

"Jingmei, Shangmei, you sit too."

Lu Lingxin gathered her clothes and sat at the front. Zhao Jingyue and Hu Wanshang were with her. Their sons Chen Runian and Chen Rugeng also entered the foundation-building stage last year.

Now almost everyone in Chen Yun's family has successfully built a foundation.

There is no other way. Who can spend the spiritual stones? I can only work hard to build the foundation.

As for Chen Ruzhen's generation, except for Chen Ruxiu, who was obsessed with civil engineering, he died a few years after his mother's death. However, his descendants have been transferred to Chen Yun's family.

Chen Ruzhen, Chen Ruguan, Chen Ruxi, Chen Rusheng and other generations are no longer young. They look like middle-aged men, which means that the foundation has a younger effect. In fact, they are all close to a hundred years old.

The new generation of Chen Ruyue, Chen Runian and Chen Rugeng have also built the second and third levels of the foundation.

However, there are only a few grandchildren, and the Chen family can't avoid falling into the trouble of the low birth rate in the fairy world.

After all, the life span of a foundation-building cultivator is extended to 200 years. Normal people may be at the age of 30 when they give birth, but for immortals, it is not too late to consider it after the age of 100.

Soon, amid the cheers of the audience, the two cultivators stepped onto the stage.

Before Chen Ruxi went on stage, she glanced at the audience and waved to them gracefully, then prepared to fight the enemy.

As a sixth-level foundation-building cultivator, she was already the most accomplished person among the younger generation of the Chen family, and even in the sect, she was considered a genius.

The opponent was a gun-wielding senior brother who practiced ice-attributed skills with three spiritual roots. Chen Ruxi was in the seventh level of foundation building. The situation was not optimistic. Therefore, she was very careful to dodge the rows of ice spears as thick as children's arms.

Although the gun-wielding monk's attack was fierce, it could not last long. After avoiding the sharp edge, Chen Ruxi began to take the initiative and gradually gained the upper hand.

After forcing the senior brother to reveal his flaws, he accurately seized the opportunity and killed his fellow senior brother.

Soon, the two people on the stage bowed to each other and turned to leave the stage. The last place was also finalized, and the audience cheered.

Everyone in the Chen family was also happy for Chen Ruxi.

"It's a pity that your father is not here, otherwise he can also see Xi'er's style today."

Lu Lingxin said with regret.

When everyone heard this, the joy in their hearts was diluted a little. They were also thinking that if my father Chen Yun was here, the family would be reunited and harmonious, the father would be kind and the son would be filial, and the brothers would be friendly and respectful. How good would that scene be.

However, it is common in the fairy world to be apart from each other.

In fact, in recent years, after everyone has established their foundation, they have been busy with their own cultivation and family affairs, and they can only get together a few times a year. This time, Chen Ruxi's competition, the fourth mother Lu Lingxin ordered everyone to come, and then gathered everyone again.

In a blink of an eye, almost fifty years have passed.

I don’t know when my father will come back.

Thinking of this, everyone in the Chen family looked at the white clouds under the blue sky.

At this time, under the same blue sky.

In front of a cave in Tianxing City.

There are also two middle-aged men with Chen Yun's blood flowing in their bodies looking at the white clouds above their heads.

"Brother, today... it seems to rain." Chen Ruzong took a deep breath, and what he said made Chen Ruxuan roll his eyes in annoyance.

"It rains, so what's the impact?"

"No, I mean, my father is out of retreat today, and this rainy day is really a bummer."

"Oh, that's true, but it's a pity that you and I are just foundation-building cultivators. If we were golden elixir and primordial infants, we could change the celestial phenomena with a wave of our hands."

Chen Ruxuan took two steps with his hands behind his back, feeling the raindrops falling on his nose, and casually pinched a rain shelter spell, and the falling raindrops naturally circumvented and fell.

At this moment, a loud rumbling sound came from the door of the cave.

After a breeze suddenly blew on his face, the next second, a figure in blue clothes and white hair stood on the cliff with his hands behind his back, watching the rolling sea of ​​clouds, and countless densely packed and tiny houses like dust could be vaguely seen below.

Chen Yun took a deep breath, and the divine light in his eyes kept surging. At this moment, he felt that he was this mountain. He could overlook all living beings below and pick stars and moons above. This feeling was really great.

As Chen Ruxuan and Chen Ruzong bowed to pay homage, Chen Yun waved his sleeves and slowly turned around, twisting his beard and smiling.

"Father, you are finally out of retreat."

"I greet you, father."

After Chen Ruzong finished speaking, he looked at his elder brother speechlessly. Then his elder brother Chen Ruzong suddenly realized and said, "I greet you, father."

"Get up."

Chen Ruzong and Chen Ruxuan stood up and looked at Chen Yun.

White hair and youthful face, immortal style, full of immortal charm, this nearly fifty years of retreat did not make Chen Yun look gloomy at all.

On the contrary, he looked refreshed and his eyes were extremely confident, as if...

The golden elixir was already in his pocket.