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nChapter 278: Senior brother from the Holy Land

nTranslator: 549690339

nSpeaking of Xia qingchen.

nAfter half a month, they finally arrived at the Jingyuan Zen temple, which was also in the central region.

nThe Zen temple was located deep in the mountains.

nThe setting sun shone high up in the sky, shedding down waves of light, covering the ancient temple with a layer of Holy radiance.

nAll was silent, except for the distant sound of the bell.

nThe artistic conception was far-reaching, and the Zen intent was ethereal.

nXia qingchen ordered Tian GE to slowly descend to the foot of the mountain.

nThere was a Pavilion there, and there was a stone tablet in the pavilion.

nThe stone tablet was engraved with the words ‘xiamating’.

nThere were already dozens of mounts here, all of them with extraordinary cultivation.

nWhen the heavenly dagger-axes came down, they were so scared that they trembled and neighed in fear.

nTian GE, on the other hand, was dismissive of them.”A bunch of scum.

nThe corners of Xia qingchen’s lips twitched. This demonic beast …

n“Let’s find a place to rest. Don’t attract any attention.” Xia qingchen spoke. Tian GE nodded its head and flew away arrogantly, looking for a quiet place.

nXia qingchen only needed to whistle, and it would return.

nThe heavenly dagger-axe had just flown away.

nTwo figures galloped over in a flash, comforting the frightened mounts.

nOne of them, a short and thin teenager with pockmarks all over his face, shouted from afar, ‘”What happened just now?”

nThat attitude made it seem as though Xia qingchen was a servant who was watching over their horses.

nXia qingchen couldn’t be bothered with him and continued to head up the mountain.

n“I’m asking you a question. Are you deaf or blind?” The pockmarked youngster strode over and asked.

nOnly then did Xia qingchen cast a glance at him.

nThe pockmarked youngster was particularly impulsive. He rolled up his sleeves and was ready to make a move.

nHowever, the nineteen-year-old young man beside him looked at Xia qingchen with a deep gaze. He stopped the pockmarked young man and asked with a smile, ‘”May I ask if you are also participating in the Jing Yuan Zen temple?”

nXia qingchen nodded his head lightly.

n“Sir, did you walk here?” the latter looked around.

nThe Jingyuan Zen temple was located deep in the forest. If one were to walk, the journey would be long and dangerous.

nHowever, there wasn’t a single speck of dust on Xia qingchen’s body. From this, one could tell that he definitely had a Mount.

nHowever, why was he nowhere to be seen?

nXia qingchen frowned slightly. Did he need this person to care if he walked over or not?

n“I’m sorry, I’m in a hurry.” Xia qingchen spoke calmly, going around them and preparing to head up the mountain.

nHowever, a solemn voice came from an ancient tree.

nHe looked up and saw a monk sitting cross-legged on a branch.

nIt was just that his aura was extremely weak, and Xia qingchen only noticed it now.

n“Almsgiver, please wait. You can only go up the mountain tomorrow.”

nXia qingchen stopped in his tracks. He cast a deep glance at the monk and slowly retreated.

nAs soon as he retreated, he sensed an evil wind behind him.

nHe turned his head and saw that it was the pockmarked youngster, who had fiercely punched him in the back.

nHe was still cursing, ‘”Damned deaf, eat this grandpa’s punch!”

nXia qingchen hadn’t turned around yet, so it should be hard for him to resist.

nHowever, he didn’t need to turn around when facing an enemy.

nReturn to origin!

nHe turned his hand in the air and pulled a thousand Jin Boulder over. With extreme speed, he slammed it behind him.

nThe pockmarked youth was caught off guard and was immediately sent flying by the sudden thousand Jin Boulder.

nBoom–

nWith a muffled sound, the pockmarked youngster was hit and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

nHe crashed into a tree trunk that was as thick as a human and almost broke it.

nHis companion’s expression changed slightly. He immediately went up to check on his injuries. After confirming that there were no major problems, he then looked at Xia qingchen with a hint of dissatisfaction. “Why is Your Excellency so ruthless?”

nUpon hearing his reprimand, Xia qingchen didn’t say anything. He grabbed out with both hands, and two huge rocks flew over.

nThe latter’s expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly circulated his cultivation technique to block it.

nEven though he had reacted, he was still pushed back by the huge rock. His palm was scraped and blood was flowing out.

nThe two of them were only at the seventh radiance realm of the major constellation stage.

nAlthough Xia qingchen was at the sixth vortex-level of the major constellation stage, with his strength, even the eighth vortex-level would have to give him a wide berth.

nNaturally, he was no match for him.

nyou’re too impudent. Why are you attacking me, a bystander? ” The teenager whose palm was chafed was shocked and angry.

nXia qingchen retracted his inner strength and said indifferently, “”He launched a sneak attack, and you silently agreed! He was beaten up, and you accused me of being too ruthless! Now you’re telling me that you’re just an onlooker?”

nHe hated this kind of people the most.

nHe pretended to be neutral, but in reality, he was secretly biased.

nIf you want to join forces, then join forces. Why hide and pretend to be neutral! “Where did you come from? Do you dare to state your name?” The latter said.

n“If I were you, I would scram immediately!” Xia qingchen spoke coldly.

nHe made a grabbing motion with his palm, and the two youths were so frightened that they immediately retreated.

nOnly then did Xia qingchen’s surroundings become quiet.

nHe came to the pavilion, leaned against the stone tablet, and closed his eyes to meditate.

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nAn elegant Swan’s cry was heard.

nXia qingchen looked over and saw a huge Swan demonic beast flying over.

nA person walked down from above and shook his head as he muttered to himself, “”Sigh, sister Yun still doesn’t trust me.”

nIt turned out that Gong Liang Yun had stopped at a small city at the edge of the forest.

nIn the depths of the forest, unwilling to be alone with this person.

nJust as she spoke, she suddenly saw Xia qingchen and smiled. “Brother, you are also participating in the Jing Yuan Zen temple, right? I’m Lu Zhong, a disciple of the Nebula sect’s Holy Land.”

nThe Holy Land of Nebula sect?

nXia qingchen stood up and took out his white stone.

nXia qingchen? ” Lu Zhong was stunned when he saw this item. Xia qingchen, a low-ranked disciple of the Nebula sect? ‘

n“Why would Nebula sect send a low level disciple here?” he asked in disbelief.

n“The sect’s arrangements.” Xia qingchen kept his command token and spoke calmly.

nLu Zhong assessed Xia qingchen with suspicion. what’s your cultivation base? ”

nHe was at the seventh vortex-level of the major constellation stage, which was why the Holy Land had given him such a precious qualification.

n“Very ordinary.” Xia qingchen spoke humbly.

nLu Zhong nodded, “That’s true! You’re a disciple and a newcomer, how high can your cultivation be?”

nThe Holy Land called the main sect of Nebula sect as the mountain Gate.

nThere was some contempt in his words.

n“It seems like you came here because of your connections, right?” Lu Zhong took it for granted.

nHe was no longer as polite as he was when he first met Xia qingchen. He now had a faint attitude of looking down on Xia qingchen.

nBy connections?

nIt shouldn’t be counted. That was the reward he obtained by killing the three ghost Arhats.

nSeeing that Xia qingchen didn’t say anything, Lu Zhong could only take it that the other party had admitted to it.

nFor low-level disciples to join the Jingyuan Zen temple, they had to rely on their connections to succeed.

n“Forget it. Since you and I are both from Nebula sect, follow me from now on. I will protect you from being bullied.” Lu Zhong waved his hand and brought Xia qingchen to a small path.

nFollowing the path, they came to a mountain village that was like a paradise.

nThese were the villagers who had escaped from the chaos of war and fled here.

nThe disciples who had come to the Jingyuan Zen temple this time all settled in the mountain village.

n“Go and talk to the villagers. Give them some money and get two rooms.” Lu Zhong naturally ordered.

nIt was as if Xia qingchen should do these small things for him.

nXia qingchen paused for a moment and then walked forward.

nEven without Lu Zhong’s instructions, he would find a place to stay.

nVery soon, Xia qingchen settled on two empty rooms.

nJust as he was about to move in, the pockmarked man was supported by his companions and went into the room to treat his injuries.

nShe happened to pass by their house..

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