A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Those people from outside the territories seemed to have disappeared and never showed up. The disciples of the various sects began to walk the rivers and lakes again, and the Shengyang realm began to lively.

In a valley, a small sect was being rebuilt. Everyone was talking and laughing, and Xunsiyu and others were among them.

"Our Xiaoli faction will be formally established."

In a hundred years, Wanwan's cultivation base was only partially restored. Rao is that he is talented enough to be able to return to his peak state in just a hundred years.

"Then please invite Senior Brother Wan to be the leader, so that I can also be an elder." Mo Lin laughed.

Wanwan shook his head and refused: "Junior Brother Han has broken through to the second level of the realm of realism, and now we belong to him with the highest cultivation base, so naturally he is the head."

Han Yu also refused: "Brother Wan, I just have a high level of cultivation, and you are unique in our prestige. You come to be the head, and I can be the elder."

After several discussions, everyone finally settled down.

Wanwan is the head, Han Yu is the great elder, Xing Siyu is the second elder, and Gu Nongying is the third elder.

Mo Lin, the fat man, has made great progress in his hundred years of cultivation, and he has become the fourth master.

"Open the door and accept disciples." Wanwan said.

Han Yu is still a little worried: "Brother in charge, shall we continue to dormant? Everyone knows that those outsiders have not really left, and they don't know when they will reappear."

"But we are no longer their goal. There are three religions and four sacred mountains on top. How can they take care of us."

Wanwan said.

So a few people dispersed and went to nearby villages and towns to select qualified disciples.

It took three or four years to leave, and then came back with the disciples in twos and threes, but their faces were not very good.

"Do you also know?" Han Yu looked at Xun Siyu.

The latter nodded.

Wanwan has nowhere to go, but I already know the situation: "Where are they challenging now?"

"The number of elders in Fangcun Mountain fell. In the end, it was the mountain owner who reluctantly drew a tie with the challenging extraterritorial master before it subsided." Xun Siyu said.

"The news I got here, our Litian Shengjiao has been destroyed." Gu Nongying said.

Han Yu pursed his mouth, because among the fallen are his masters.

"It's a pity that the teacher-in-charge did not show up. It is rumored that he has already sat down, and we don't even know the news." Han Yu clenched his fists.

"The Litian Sacred Religion is still alive." Wanwan said, "I haven't seen it in a hundred years, and I don't know how Chen Ze is now."

Far away on another beautiful mountain, Chen Ze sat cross-legged, still practicing with his eyes closed. At this time, his scattered aura was compelling, even if he didn't deliberately, he still forced away the falling leaves above his head.

Suddenly a seven-color flower fell, and a figure hurriedly ran over, shouting angrily: "Chen Ze, don't say it is unintentional. Qiong Shengguo has only been civilized in a hundred years, and there are only dozens of them in total. Now it is just a flower bud. You ate three of them."

It was Nan Mutian who roared, grabbing the bud with one hand, and swallowing it without hesitation.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that Chen Ze would hide in Lu Zhoushan.

After all, the grievances between Chen Ze and Lv Zhoushan and Nan Mutian are not shallow.

But Lu Zhoushan actually tolerated Chen Ze cultivating under the Qiongsheng Fruit Tree.

There is no other way around this. At the moment of the great enemy, the powerhouses of Lu Zhoushan still know what is right and what is wrong.

Chen Ze desperately needed a place full of energy to practice. Looking at the entire holy yang realm, it seems that only Lu Zhoushan's Qiongsheng Orchard meets the requirements.

He came to the door and successfully entered here based on the promise made by Elder Lu Zhoushan.

For a hundred years, Chen Ze's cultivation has repeatedly broken through, and every time he makes a lot of noise.

"Did you break through?" Mount Lv Zhou also arrived, as well as several elders.

Chen Ze is top secret here, and only a few elders and Nan Mutian know.

"How come, you actually broke through again?" Nan Mutian couldn't care about getting angry, only deep wishing remained.

In a hundred years, he was only able to break through into the realm of the realm, and he was only a heavy cultivation base. But Chen Ze was one level lower than him, and he even caught up with him.

"Every time I break through, I accidentally shake off a Qiong Sacred Flower, I am also very helpless." Chen Ze smiled.

"Don't scream," Nan Mutian said.

Mount Lv Zhou said at this moment: "It's a good thing for you to break through. Now those people have begun to do it. The Litian Sacred Religion was destroyed, and several elders of Fang Cunshan were killed. It was the mountain lord's shot that barely made a tie. But these people I won't give up, I have to come to my door sooner or later."

"The Three Sects and Four Sacred Mountains have destroyed two families, Luo Tiansheng teaches the younger generations to be broken down, and the strength of the elders is just like that. They are scattered by life, and all the people above the elder level are dead. Now they are just lingering."

"I don't know who their next target is for the time being, but Lu Zhoushan is no longer safe." The master Lu Zhoushan continued.

Chen Ze got up and said, "I once told that surname Yu, if I break into the realm, I am invincible in the same realm. If they dare to come, they will be destroyed."

"Just blow it!" Nan Mutian certainly didn't believe it.

Chen Ze smiled and said, "How about let's try?"

Nan Mutian wanted to cry.

Of course he knew he couldn't beat it.

"It's better for me to come." Shanzhu Lu Zhou said.

Nan Mutian immediately became excited, "Yes, father, you beat this girl."

"Also."

Then everyone left Qiongsheng Orchard and found an open space to test each other's skills.

Lu Zhoushan fought very hard and even lost in the end.

He shook his head and sighed: "Old man, the future is the world of your juniors. Unfortunately, this is not enough. Every time someone from outside the territories comes to try, he will inevitably continue to challenge the top power among the top forces in the holy river. So you have to be stronger!"

Chen Ze smiled and said, "If I were to eat those Qiong Sacred Flowers, my cultivation level would break through again. At that time, I would be more confident."

"You are delusional!" Nan Mutian shouted immediately, "Chen Ze, don't go too far."

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhoushan said: "Yes! Even if you eat all the Qiongsheng leaves, as long as you can break through again."

"Father!"

Nan Mutian called Qu: "How do I feel that he is your own son!"

"Don't, I don't want to be a brother with you, it's too simple." Chen Ze joked.

Mountain Master Lu Zhou was also helpless. His own son had talent, but his character was indeed not suitable for being a monk.

It's not so naive, but not sinister enough.

Shanzhu Lu Zhou is a man of great courage. He knows that the people of the Litian Shengjiao have the courage to survive and will protect Chen Ze, which shows that they know that Chen Ze must be the key to resolving this catastrophe in the holy world.

He just gave a little bit of the treasure from the Qiong Sage Fruit Tree. If he could keep Lu Zhoushan's position, everything would be worth it.

Chen Ze didn't fool anyone, he really ate all the Qiongsheng flowers and Qiongsheng leaves, and almost chewed the branches.

After that, he fell into practice again, and his cultivation level steadily improved.