Chapter 1322: Calm (Please subscribe, please bookmark)
Under the explosion and erosion of the golden flames when he entered the house, the leader of the Baise Sect naturally suffered a lot of trauma. It seems that he was afraid that Sun Mingsheng would turn his back, and after leaving a dark treasure talisman, he decisively transformed into A stream of light disappeared, and others could not track it effectively at all.
The strength of the Baise Sect Master is certainly extremely outstanding. He attacks with a series of means at a high frequency, which is far superior to ordinary monks of the same level. If Sun Mingsheng had not dealt with it well, he would have lost control of the battle situation early, and he would have to make some sacrifices. The price of the Philippines.
"The Great Master of the Baise Sect is quite wise. If he continues to persevere and is unwilling to admit defeat, when Caiwu and Hua Feng return, and gather the combined efforts of the three Nascent Soul Stage monks in the family, we may not be unable to take his life and destroy him completely. "Stay here"
Looking at the Baise Sect Master, who had gone away with only a little shadow left, and the phoenix shadow that gradually began to dissipate after the master disappeared and lost sufficient mana support, Sun Mingsheng whispered to himself, and at the same time, there was a trace of light on his face. A fleeting look of regret.
Judging from today's situation, Baise Sect is still within a latent period. Although its overall strength is stronger than that of the Sun family, it is shady and naturally cannot go all out openly. In this way On the contrary, it cannot be stronger than the Sun family, which can gather all its strength into one.
After the battle here, Sun Mingsheng did not go to support Sun Caiwu and Sun Huafeng. Instead, he took the black talisman left by the Baise Sect Master into his hand and observed it with a somewhat exploratory look on his face.
Whether it was hunting down the great master of the Baise Sect in the middle stage of Nascent Soul or eradicating the remnants of the Baise Sect, neither of them was beyond the scope of influence of Caiwu and Huafeng.
If Sun Mingsheng was needed to support everything, wouldn't all the burden of the entire Sun family be placed on his shoulders?
Ever since Sun Mingsheng condensed his Nascent Soul, he has spared no effort in selecting some outstanding family members to prevent this very thing.
For Sun Mingsheng, the development of his family is certainly very important, but his own path must be ranked first.
And with the continuous promotion and improvement of cultivation over the years, the attention placed on the family will naturally decrease day by day in the future. This is the so-called high place and the cold.
"It turns out to be a fourth-level high-grade space treasure talisman. It can be used to travel across a radius of thousands of miles. If it is in some dangerous moments, it is an excellent choice to save one's life."
"Although Baise Sect has encountered crises many times, it has never completely cut off its own inheritance. How can the heritage accumulated by generations of monks under the Three Cunning Rabbits' Cave be comparable to that of the Sun family?"
Sun Mingsheng felt the special aura and fluctuations escaping from this rare fourth-level high-grade space attribute talisman, and he couldn't help but sigh. The accumulation of family heritage is not something that can be accomplished overnight, nor can a generation of monks achieve it. What is needed to complete is the continuous efforts of generations of talented people among the family monks.
Of course, this fourth-level high-grade talisman with space attributes is naturally not perfect. Once it is sacrificed, as a passive recipient, you cannot choose the direction in which the talisman jumps into the space. If it is in a more unlucky situation, it cannot be returned. You may encounter other dangers.
Of course, compared with the opportunity to escape in a life-or-death crisis, these so-called potential dangers are naturally still within the tolerable range.
For an eighth-level Nascent Soul monk, as long as he does not fall into despair, he can reach the entire world, not to mention it is only ten thousand miles away.
"Uncle Twelve, this is the head of the great master of Baise Sect here. He has been beheaded."
Half a day later, Sun Caiwu was holding a head in his hand that still showed an expression of reluctance until death, and reported back with excitement on his face.
"The strength of Caiwu is indeed extremely solid. In a frontal battle, he killed monks of the same level with an absolute advantage. The opportunity to advance to the late stage of Nascent Soul has arrived in the future."
Sun Mingsheng was quite satisfied with Sun Caiwu's performance, and naturally he was generous in praising him. This so-called praise was not unfounded. Forcibly killing a monk of the same level during a battle was also a demonstration of his strength.
"Promoting to the late Nascent Soul stage is my nephew's hope. I have been working hard day and night for this, and I don't dare to slack off at all. Naturally, my nephew's achievements in this life cannot be compared with or keep pace with his twelfth uncle, but the same is true. Not willing to give up on the path to the future easily.”
When Sun Caiwu said this, the firmness in his words was unparalleled, and his pursuit of the future path was unquestionable and unshakable.
"Having a firm Taoist heart is indispensable for us to continue to move forward. This growth over the years can still be seen with the naked eye."
"You have two spiritual roots, and they complement each other. Your qualifications are far better than mine. Your future path may not be impossible for me. Everything depends on human effort. If the monk himself has given up, how can he ask others?"
Sun Mingsheng has always been generous with his words of encouragement to the younger members of his family. Faced with the possibility that the younger generation will outperform the older generation, he not only has no taboo at all, but actually wishes it would happen.
A hero has three gangs, and a fence has three stakes. If a second late Yuanying monk appears in the family at this time, the situation he faces will naturally be effectively alleviated.
At the very least, they can have more say in the process of searching for Yuanciling Mountain in the future. This is also a shock to the family's strength.
"Ancestor, all the remnants of the Baise Sect have been killed, without any omissions. In addition, all the spoils have been looted, including 32 spiritual objects above the fourth level, all of which are recorded here."
About an hour later, Sun Huafeng also returned successfully, and took out a jade slip with a happy face, obviously with a rich harvest.
Although this place is only a branch of the Baise Sect, it can also be used to infer the basic situation of the Baise Sect.
"People cannot get rich without unexpected wealth, and horses cannot get fat without night grass. The conflict between the family and the Baise Sect ends here. After this battle, the Baise Sect will definitely be afraid and will never dare to regard the family as a soft persimmon that can be squeezed at will."
"In addition, all the spiritual objects seized this time will be returned to the family treasury. For spiritual objects above the fourth level, the three of us will each choose two to use, and the rest will all serve as the accumulation of the family's heritage."
Sun Mingsheng's obsession with the accumulation of family heritage has always existed. For the current Sun family, every fourth-level spiritual object is a rare existence.
At present, the family has three Nascent Soul cultivators. If there is spare capacity, they will naturally go all out to accumulate strength. If one day the family falls into a disadvantageous position, this is inevitable. It is very normal for a family to have ups and downs during its growth process. No family can be in a smooth sailing stage for a long time.