Chapter 90: Jian Chen's Lecture

Long Yu looked at the yellow sand on the ground, then raised his head to look at the sky. "Ying, did you notice anything wrong? There are as many ghost soldiers as in the desert, what could be the reason?" Zong Ling ran quickly on the ground, "Master, there are more ghost soldiers than yellow sand. Back then, there was a genius in the ancient tomb who was trapped in the ancient ruins. He used his own blood to make ghost soldiers. The time here is different from the time outside. It takes 100,000 years here, but only 100 years outside."

Long Yu finally understood, and was even more shocked. For 100,000 years, each ghost soldier was forged with his own blood. Zong Ling glanced at the sky and ran in the yellow sand without looking back. "Later, this place became the birthplace of the ancient tomb. After that Tianjiao left, he created the Hundred Demons Tomb and dominated the three eras."

Long Yu was even more shocked. Fengming Continent would experience a great catastrophe for mankind every 100,000 years. The sects that could dominate an era were all very powerful. "How powerful is the Hundred Charms Tomb now." Zong Ling stood firm and looked back at Long Yu. "Among the powerful sects, there is no one as powerful as the black robe of the fairy world."

Long Yu had never heard of it before, and stared at Zong Ling with a dumbfounded look on his face. "Jian Chen. And the one you saw, Wen Liu, are both disciples of the black robe. They are known as the Eternal Twins in the Immortal World. You can imagine how powerful the black robe is."

He was even more shocked. Long Yu had seen Jian Chen's reputation, but he had never guessed Liu's strength. "No need to guess. When you return to the fairyland, you will know how strong I am." Ge Yan appeared beside Long Yu at some point.

Long Yu was even more shocked. What kind of place is the fairyland on the right hand? "Where is the fairyland? Why should I go back to it?" Ge Yan stabbed the ghost soldier's forehead with one hand, and the compass in his hand kept turning. "When you have strength, you will know all these things."

Ge Yan grabbed Long Yu's hand, and the dagger in his hand turned into Long Yu's hand, and a stream of blood dripped from his hand. The ground shook, and a dragon-shaped stone statue appeared in front of him. The surrounding ghost soldiers seemed to see the plague god and fled in all directions.

Ge Yan glanced around and said, "Come out, Senior Brother." A figure who looked like a scholar appeared on a stone statue, holding a jade flute in his left hand and a wine pot in his right hand. He took a sip of wine and looked at Long Yu with a smile on his face.

Long Yu bit his lip and looked at Jian Chen, feeling an indescribable sadness. Long Yu clenched his fist and walked to Jian Chen's side. Just when he was about to yell something, Jian Chen pointed at Long Yu and started to yell, "You bastard, I told you to get out, but you wanted to come back. In my dream, I told you how to get out, but you refused. I helped you trick those two idiots into giving you The Art of War, but you refused to follow them. I took you to the cactus zone, but you refused to get out."

Long Yu subconsciously took two steps back, fearing that Jian Chen would slap him and it would be bad for him. Jian Chen suddenly disappeared, and Long Yu subconsciously placed his sword in front of him. When he reappeared, he held Ge Yan's waist with one hand and touched Zong Ling's brow with his left hand.

A black aura passed from Zong Ling's body to Jian Chen's body, and Long Yu looked confused. Zong Ling turned into a book and landed in Long Yu's hand. Zong Ling stretched lazily, shook his little head and ran into the ring in Long Yu's spiritual space.

Jian Chen held a lightning-charged sword in his right hand, looking at the hillside in the distance. "Come out, little ghosts." Long Yu followed Jian Chen's gaze. Two ghost generals stood out. The blue-haired woman sat on the left ghost general, and the green-haired woman sat on the right ghost general. Long Yu could see clearly that all the people on the side were enemies he met on the road.

Long Yu looked at the green-haired woman with hatred. Jian Chen glanced at Long Yu. He let go of Ge Yan's body with his left hand and reached forward. The green-haired woman was grabbed by Jian Chen's neck and appeared in front of Long Yu. Jian Chen looked at the green-haired woman with a smile. "Since you like others to be your slaves so much, then you can be my junior brother's slave."

Jian Chen placed his right finger on Long Yu's forehead, and the seal of the main soul opened, and a black contract appeared in front of Long Yu. Ge Yan walked to Long Yu's side. "Little Junior Brother, you are so lucky. This drunkard never gives you anything good."

Long Yu was stunned for a moment, looked at Ge Yan, and then looked at Jian Chen. With trembling hands, he slowly raised his right hand and pressed it on the contract. The contract in front of him disappeared into the air, and Jian Chen threw the green-haired woman to Long Yu, who subconsciously hugged the green-haired woman.

The green-haired woman knelt on one knee in front of Long Yu, saying "meet the master" without any emotion. Long Yu felt that it was a little unreal, and his hands were shaking. Long Yu cast a questioning look at Jian Chen. Jian Chen ignored Long Yu at all, but looked at the people who had been watching from a distance. "Are you going to come together, or are we going to come together?"

The people on the hillside ran over, and Long Yu looked at Jian Chen with a bad look. Ge Yan walked to Long Yu's side, took out a piece of wood, and carved it with his dagger, "Hurry up, the sun is going down. I'm still waiting to go home,"

Jian Chen disappeared in front of him, and when he reappeared, he walked to Long Yu's side, just took a look, and then picked up Ge Yan and walked in the yellow sand. Long Yu was confused, and glanced at the few people still jumping in the air. In just a moment, several blood mists appeared in the air.

Long Yu couldn't even find his chin. He cleared the blood mist of these strong men in a moment. Long Yu glanced at the green-haired woman kneeling on the ground and walked towards Jian Chen's figure. Long Yu followed behind without saying a word. The moment the sunlight in the sky disappeared, Long Yu felt like he was kicked. It was dark in front of him. When he appeared again, there were gravels on the ground. Jian Chen was roasting something that looked like a pheasant. Long Yu tried to stand up, and his whole body was sore.

Ge Yan brought the roasted pheasant to the edge of Long Yu's field and looked at Long Yu with a smile on his face. "Junior brother, the ancient journey was quite fun, wasn't it?" Long Yu grabbed Ge Yan's pheasant with one hand and took a big bite. It seemed that there was a mysterious energy flowing around him.

Ge Yan walked to Jian Chen's side with a smile and lay directly in Jian Chen's arms. Long Yu looked at the two people showing affection in front of him with hatred, and Jian Chen shook his head. "You bastard, I asked you to go down the mountain to practice, how are you doing?"

Even if Jian Chen hadn't said this, Long Yu would still be angry. He looked at Jian Chen with hatred, and even more anger in his heart. "What kind of training is this? It's good enough that you can come out alive." Jian Chen held Ge Yan's waist with his left hand, and slapped Long Yu's face with his right hand.

Jian Chen looked at Long Yu with a look of disappointment, "I asked you to enter the wild wind zone to cultivate your spiritual sense. You coveted other people's bones." Jian Chen slapped Long Yu in the face with his backhand, "I asked you to enter the tenth gravity cliff, and you went there to cultivate some kind of body movement, and you also have a sense of self-righteousness."

Jian Chen kicked Long Yu in the stomach. Long Yu held his stomach and looked at Jian Chen with a wronged look. Jian Chen held a stick in his hand. "I want you to go into the magma zone to practice. You are so inferior that you can't stand the temptation of the illusion."

Jian Chen hit Long Yu on the shoulder with a stick, and Long Yu knelt on the ground. "I asked you to practice on ice, but you took a shortcut and flew to the top of the mountain with your sword." Jian Chen threw the stick to the ground with both hands and kicked Long Yu in the chest. "I asked you to enter the ancient trial field, but you insisted on doing it."

Jian Chen bent over and glanced at Long Yu. He grabbed Long Yu's collar with his right hand and looked at Long Yu with anger on his face. "I asked you to enter the ancient ruins training ground, but you believed in other people's slander." Jian Chen grabbed Long Yu's forehead with one hand, and Zong Ling was caught by Jian Chen. "Fang Tu, the wordless heavenly book that dog thief gave you, you didn't study it seriously, but relied on him to tell you what to do."

Jian Chen threw the Zong Ling onto Long Yu's chest and reached for Long Yu's forehead again. A ring appeared on Jian Chen's hand. "Your kindness is a conspiracy in the eyes of others. Don't you know that if my sword spirit hadn't protected you along the way, you would have died in a minute."

Jian Chen used a pinch, and the ring in his hand turned into scattered fragments. Jian Chen turned around and walked to the fire. "Coveting other people's weapons is the consequence of all you do." Long Yu said with anger in his heart, "Enough, I am a waste. You just rely on your strength, what qualifications do you have to teach me? You watched me go through everything with your eyes struggling, what is this."

Jian Chen looked at the flames in front of him, took out a wine flask and took a sip. Looking at Ge Yan who was standing quietly beside him. "If I had watched you quietly, you would have been a skeleton lying on the ground when you first entered. You are not a waste, you just haven't found your cultivation method. If others use 10,000 years to cultivate, you use 20,000 years, 30,000 years, or even 100,000 years to cultivate, then you are a genius."

Long Yu thought Jian Chen was hilarious. Was he just giving himself candy after beating him? "Haha, genius, you've seen a genius who has practiced for 100,000 years." "Your father has practiced for 100,000 years. The Tianyan technique you learned was given to you by your father. He only upgraded to a higher level when his lifespan was about to run out." Jian Chen's eyes were filled with a mysterious sadness.

Long Yu repaired his body and grabbed Jian Chen with one hand. "You just mentioned my father, where is he, take me to find him." Ge Yan grabbed Long Yu with tears in her eyes, "Calm down, it's not that we don't want to find him, but that we are not strong enough."

Long Yu looked at Ge Yan in front of him with disbelief, and pushed Ge Yan's arms away with both hands. "I don't believe it, you two are the eternal twins of the fairy world," Long Yu shook his head and kept retreating. Jian Chen grabbed Long Yu with both hands, "Don't you see that we also work hard? Do you think we have never suffered?"

Long Yu was stunned by Jian Chen's voice and fell to the ground. Jian Chen pointed to the sky, "When I was cultivating, my Dao body was broken twelve times. It took me 80,000 years to cultivate my spiritual consciousness and 90,000 years to cultivate my soul. Ask Junior Sister Liu, is her path smooth? Her path is more difficult than anyone else's. Your only qualification to be compared to a genius is to be alive. As long as you are alive, this world is full of opportunities, geniuses and treasures, and beauties."

When Long Yu heard Jian Chen's voice, he felt ashamed. Jian Chen pointed at Yu, his eyes flashing with purple lightning. "You think you need someone to help you grow. I have protected you for 100,000 years, which is considered that I am worthy of your father's kindness."