No matter who it was, standing in the position of Mu Mingyuan, this proposal was absolutely acceptable. There was no future for his own cultivation, but Yang Chen still had a way to let him avenge himself. Did he still need to consider it?
"You won't lie to me, right?" Mu Mingyuan's consciousness quickly passed a confirmed consciousness, full of doubts and surprises.
"I spent so much, a hundred jin of four seas mysterious coral liquid, plus seventeen kinds of one hundred thousand years old elixirs, not to make you happy." Yang Chen's face did not change, and he directly said these words.
At this time, except for a few people who knew the details of Yang Chen, the rest of the people thoroughly understood what price Yang Chen had spent. The purple mist looked inconspicuous, but it turned out to be the extremely precious four seas mysterious coral liquid.
When they thought of the huge benefits that a drop of four seas mysterious coral liquid could bring, Yang Chen used five barrels, those who did not know Yang Chen's wealth felt a heartache. Was it really worth it to use such benefits on a waste?
However, in the eyes of the head of the palace and several elders, such a so-called waste was absolutely worth it. Just this time, it made countless Monster Race masters unswervingly join the Chunyang Palace Hall of Eccentrics. Was there anything more moving than this naked fact?
Even a waste like Mu Mingyuan could use such precious medicinal materials. What would happen if it was replaced by others? Everyone had their own accounts in their hearts, even the Monster Race was not a fool.
Yang Chen's hand had been holding Mu Mingyuan's trunk until Mu Mingyuan was very sure that he was willing to avenge himself. Yang Chen nodded and said slowly: "First cultivate for a while, wait for you to be able to speak, then we will talk about other things."
Now Mu Mingyuan's life was completely out of danger, and his body had regained its spiritual power. His consciousness was still there, and he would soon be able to speak again. Even if he could not directly cultivate the transformation secret art to transform into a human form, he could still communicate normally.
Without saying anything, the head of the palace first released the news, and then called Yang Chen and Gao Yue Gong Sunling to the council hall and asked about their whereabouts in detail.
In this regard, Yang Chen did not say much in detail. He just said that he found a place to practice with the four women, and did not say much else.
"Is the compass that the Taitianmen sold to find your position invalid?" Wang Yong was very concerned about Yang Chen's whereabouts during this time. He even bought a compass from someone at a high price that could track Yang Chen's whereabouts, but he still could not detect Yang Chen's position.
"It should still be useful." Yang Chen gave an ambiguous answer and replied with a smile, "But the place where the disciples practice is a bit special. It is not easy for ordinary people to find it in this way."
"It" was not easy to find. It was simply impossible to find at all. It must be known that Qixia Town was where the dragon vein was located. Under the influence of the innate human emperor's aura, not to mention finding people with a subtle spiritual awareness, even if that spiritual awareness was magnified ten times, it was impossible to be discovered.
These were all things that Yang Chen had already thought of before taking the four women to practice. He did not want to see himself and his four wives being harassed for no reason. It must be known that some people wanted to know his whereabouts and get some benefits from him.
Compared with the quiet experience of Yang Chen's family, the development of Chunyang Palace was more and more colorful. After ninety years, the size of the disciples had expanded at least three times. Excellent disciples emerged one after another, and their strength was constantly increasing. There was another master of the Dacheng stage, and the high-end power could not be underestimated.
This was one of the reasons why the disciples of Chunyang Palace were hated by people outside. Many people were reluctant to see another Chunyang Palace outside the five major sects. Mu Mingyuan was the most obvious example of these guys expressing their jealousy.
Of course, this was a superficial statement. The real reason was the secret suppression of the Taitianmen. It was just that the current Chunyang Palace was no longer the previous Chunyang Palace. It was impossible for the Taitianmen to knead it, so they could only use these indirect means.
Mu Mingyuan's hatred must be avenged. Even the Feiyun Sect itself understood this. Since the last time the Chunyang Palace destroyed the Luo Yuan family in the late Dacheng stage in anger, few people dared to confront the Chunyang Palace blatantly.
However, the Feiyun Sect was not a vegetarian. They were prepared for it. Even the Taitianmen secretly transferred a lot of hidden masters to the Feiyun Sect, just to take this opportunity to greatly damage the face and reputation of the Chunyang Palace, and at the same time, to greatly weaken the strength of the Chunyang Palace.
The Chunyang Palace was really tolerant. Mu Mingyuan had been sent back for a few years, and there had been no movement, which also made the people of the Feiyun Sect feel very inexplicable. In fact, Mu Mingyuan's injury had not yet been determined, and the Chunyang Palace did not know how to deal with it for the time being. Even Mu Bo wanted to retaliate immediately, but he was stopped by the ancestor Wang Yong, waiting for Yang Chen to come back.
The return of Yang Chen immediately gave the Chunyang Palace a backbone. Even the Chunyang Palace vowed that Mu Mingyuan would avenge himself, and the Sect would not interfere.
When the news came out, it was not known how many people laughed their teeth off. It was true that Yang Chen was a fifth grade alchemist master, but if he wanted to cure this degree of injury and let Mu Mingyuan avenge himself, it was impossible unless he could refine a seventh grade medicinal pill.
What was the Arabian Nights? This was it! During the period of time when Mu Mingyuan had an accident, the Chunyang Palace did not know how many masters had been invited, but they were unable to do anything about Mu Mingyuan's injury. Even Yang Chen himself said that Mu Mingyuan could at most cultivate to the foundation stage, and it was impossible for him to even reach the Jiedan stage. How could he avenge himself?
Countless people were waiting to see Yang Chen make a fool of himself, but some people did not think it was a joke. At least this was the case for the high-level people of the Blue Cloud Sect and the Green Jade Immortal Island.
However, even if they wanted to break their heads, they couldn't understand what method Yang Chen was going to use to achieve this?
A few months passed quickly, and Mu Mingyuan's injury was finally healed, and his spiritual power was restored to the sixth or seventh level of the qi refining stage. Although he could not use the Transformation Secret Art, he was already able to communicate clearly with others. It was at this time that Yang Chen appeared again beside Mu Mingyuan.
"I'm ready!" The first sentence that Mu Mingyuan said when he saw Yang Chen was this sentence. His heart was already filled with the belief that he would die. Even if he was going to die, he would drag those guys from the Feiyun Sect down with him.
"Before leaving, I will ask again!" Yang Chen asked very seriously: "Are you sure you want to do it yourself?"
"I am sure!" Mu Mingyuan's voice was firm.
"Even if you have to pay a high price for it?" Yang Chen asked again.
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