There are more than 600 disciples in Maoshan, except for the two hundred who are the mainstay.

The other 300 people were all the disciples recruited by Uncle Jiu after he ascended the throne.

Now, more than half a year has passed.

Some disciples with good talent have reached the fifth level of the Yellow Level.

Of course, in more than half a year, it is still a very small number of people, just three or two.

After all, such disciples are really talented.

More are the only two or three levels of the Yellow Level.

All three heavens belong to the kind of outstanding qualifications.

There are even some disciples from the First Heaven.

These disciples are more powerful than ordinary people.

Then you will cast a spell.

Facing the wandering ghosts, you may be able to fight.

If you beat the evil spirit in white, there is no chance.

Let them participate in this last battle and attack the Seven-Classic Sect General Hall.

In fact, it was a helpless move. After all, the power of the Seven Secret Sect is very large.

Moreover, in the middle of the battle between good and evil, the Seven Quarter Sect obviously shrank its strength.

As for why, no one knows.

Therefore, gathering strength to the greatest extent may also create opportunities for the final victory.

There are many situations like Maoshan.

All major sects are similar.

Let some elderly, weak, sick and disabled stay in the sect.

Then the sects were dispatched on a large scale.

In order to completely eliminate the Seven Secrets Sects in this last battle.

Let this world clarify, and no longer have evil deeds and evil ways that harm the world.

After getting on the boat, Nanchen seemed relatively silent.

I was filled with emotion as I watched the boat slowly leave the water pier.

Another big battle, the final big battle.

Can you survive the final battle?

Can a battle between good and evil be won?

When facing Ao Sheng, do you really want to kill me?

Shangguan Ronghui, can we return to reality?

etc……

There were too many questions in Nanchen's mind.

On the other hand, his junior brothers and sisters were all so excited that they were dying.

Where can I feel oppressed by the battle between good and evil?

One by one, I think it's going to travel.

It is still being discussed, how many demons I want to kill, how many demons I want to kill!

Nanchen just sat in the cabin.

Not as cheerful as before.

Every day, he not only looked at the green mountains on both sides of the straits, but also practiced breathing in the cabin.

In a blink of an eye, another day passed.

After dinner, Nanchen walked out of the cabin.

The Maoshan disciples on the deck saw Nanchen and shouted:

"Second Brother!"

Nanchen smiled and waved his hand:

"Don't worry about me, you guys are talking to yourself!"

"Senior Brother Nanchen, you are so talented and you are still so hard in your cultivation.

You have been practicing every day these days.

We feel that your mysterious energy fluctuates greatly.

Are you going to break through again?”

A Maoshan disciple spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other disciples surrounded him:

"Senior brother, do you have any secret to practicing?"

"Yes, senior brother, tell us? I'm stuck in the eighth level of the yellow level, and I can't get over the bottleneck!"

“…”

Nanchen had already wanted to come out and blow the river breeze.

As a result, a group of Maoshan disciples began to ask him for advice on practicing the method.

Nanchen smiled bitterly and began to preach to many junior brothers and sisters on the deck.

At the same time, I personally went to practice the exercises and demonstrated them to everyone.

The Maoshan disciple who said he was stuck at the bottleneck of the eighth level of heaven suddenly realized it after hearing Nan Chen's words.

I immediately sat cross-legged and immediately broke through to the Ninth Heaven Realm.

This surprised him extremely.

The Maoshan disciples around him all showed a look of surprise.

That's a great worship of Nanchen.

Senior Brother Nanchen said with a mighty voice.

Nanchen smiled bitterly, but didn't say much.

He even began to like the atmosphere of Maoshan a little.

He believes that his value is constantly being recognized.

I also have the meaning of existence.

Nanchen also believed even more firmly that this would be the place he would stay for the rest of his life and all he would guard.

Nanchen stood on the deck and didn't go back to sleep very late.

Just looking at the riverside bored.

When the boss of the boat came out to ventilate, he handed a cigarette to Nanchen.

Nanchen rarely smokes, but he took a few sips today.

The smell of nicotine made him feel a little relaxed.

At the same time, the boss of the ship asked Nanchen:

"Master, you have so many people, you have booked ten ships. Why are you going to Bashu?"

The boss of the ship only knows what to do when he goes to Bashu, and he doesn't know what to do.

Nanchen exhaled a mouthful of smoke and suddenly laughed:

"Go and save the world!"

The boss of the ship smiled "giggled" and thought Nanchen was joking:

"This world has long been full of holes, how can we save it!"

"If you don't save it, how can you know that you can't save it?

I believe it will be better soon!”

The boss of the ship seemed to feel something:

"In the past, I had three sons running a boat with me, but now there is only one left.

The other two went to join the army.

They didn't get caught, they voluntarily.
To be continued...