Overriding the Heaven

I am the teacher's sword.    

The only person he had to protect was his teacher.    

However, the next moment, she suddenly realized that many other faces had appeared in her mind.    

Jiang Panmeng who was trying her best to protect herself by blocking in front of Ji Kuang Shen.    

Su Jianyuan, who had three swords in his hands and had not even taken a step back, had slashed all three of them into the gap.    

There was Li Xiu who stood under the sky and had even said, "They are my junior brothers and sisters, I have to take responsibility for them."    

Also, when he was in the Patriarch Shen Branch and after he defeated everyone, he thought of the clan members of his branch family.    

A lot more.    

Unknowingly, he had so many companions that wanted to walk side by side and cut away the thorns in their path.    

So it turned out that he had inadvertently acquired a powerful will that would allow his clan to rise to prominence.    

When did he become like this?    

The river of memories, at this moment, started flowing back into Shen Qing's mind.    

Finally, the memory of the scene froze on that sunny afternoon.    

"I want to be your student."    

At this moment, her voice sounded in the depths of Shen Qing's mind.    

Shen Qing suddenly raised her head and looked at Chu Yan.    

She saw that Chu Yan was also looking at her, and the corners of her mouth curled into a faint smile.    

"Of course, Master has the duty of protecting the sect and the mountains and rivers he sees.    

I think as a disciple of the Shattered Star Pavilion, no matter if it's you or me, we won't be able to reach his level of cultivation for the time being.    

But his beliefs, we can inherit, and spread out. "    

Chu Yan laughed and changed the subject.    

"At the end of this month, it should be your birthday."    

Shen Qing lowered her head and replied softly.    

Her birthday, August 30th.    

So teacher has always remembered this.    

"There are still ten days. We should be able to make it in time." Chu Yan thought for a while, "Even if that's the case, Master Ran Ming left you a present, and also added on with my help."    

Hearing that, Shen Qing understood what Chu Yan meant.    

At this time, Chu Yan was also talking nonstop.    

"Of course! The spiritual energy after Master died, and also the blood aura coming out from the Grand Monster of Manifestation. Although a small part of it was leaked due to the formation being broken, it's still less than one out of ten.    

"What's left is enough for you to take a big step forward."    

While he was speaking, Chu Yan's hands did not stop moving either.    

Amongst the materials he obtained previously was a piece of Divine Incense Wood.    

This was the best material for concocting pills. It also had another characteristic, which was that it could prevent objects close to it from rotting.    

This Divine Incense Wood was approximately three feet wide and seven feet long.    

Chu Yan hollowed out the middle so that it could be used as a simple coffin.    

After bowing respectfully towards Master Ran Ming's corpse, Chu Yan carefully separated the corpse and beast horn of the other party before putting it into the coffin.    

After that, Chu Yan set up the array in the small room.    

The Burning Heart Scarlet Blood Array — — can activate the remaining blood energy inside the demon beast's corpse.    

Spirit Convergence Array — — Gather all of the surrounding spiritual energy to ensure that it won't leak out.    

Profound Underworld Spirit Formation – Helps Shen Qing, who is in the middle of the array, stay calm and not be disturbed by the outside world.    

After the three great formations were set up, Chu Yan left Shen Qing inside the house, while he walked out of the room with the coffin and handsome face.    

To a handsome man, the corpse of a demonic beast was a great tonic for him.    

However, Handsome understood that this Grand Monster of Manifestation was killed by the Shattered Star Pavilion at the cost of its life.    

So he wouldn't ask for it.    

Chu Yan walked out of the house and saw that Zeng Bi and Shen Qiande were both waiting outside.    

Chu Yan did not speak to them.    

As his slave, Zeng Bi naturally would not leave, and waited on the side.    

When she saw Chu Yan coming out alone, she had already understood what he was planning to do.    

When he thought about how Shen Qing would improve so greatly, Zeng Bi could not help but sigh, Chu Yan treated this young lady so well that it was hard to believe.    

If it was her, she wouldn't have given up the spiritual energy of this small Blessed Paradise to someone else.    

A few hours later, Shen Family brought the walking stick over.    

Shen Qiande respectfully handed over the walking stick to Chu Yan.    

Originally, he had been a little against handing over the spirit artifact.    

However, when he found out what sort of contribution the deceased Master Ran Ming made, not only was he willing to return the Spirit Treasure, his heart was even full of respect for Master Ran Ming.    

Shen Qiande was very clear that if not for this great master, the damage caused by that Grand Monster of Manifestation would have been unimaginable.    

The Shen family was in the nearby town, and not only would they be unable to escape, they would be the ones to bear the brunt of the disaster.    

With regards to the Shen family, Chu Yan was not willing to pursue the matter any further.    

Shen Family made her move on Shen Qing.    

But without them, Chu Yan would never be able to find the place where Master Ran Ming fell.    

Furthermore, Zeng Bi had already killed a lot of Shen Family.    

Therefore, Chu Yan shook his hand and let this matter go.    

After Shen Qiande left in fear, Chu Yan sat outside waiting for Shen Qing's improvement.    

Time passed day by day.    

Three days ago, there was no movement from inside the house.    

Zeng Bi had also wanted to use her consciousness to probe it.    

In the end, her consciousness was blocked by the Profound Underworld Spirit Channeling Array.    

Not only did he not pry into the situation in the room, he was even caught off guard and attacked by the formation.    

This time, it also gave Zeng Bi a shock, and even made him a little jealous.    

The Profound Underworld Spirit Formation was an array used on a Pulse Condensation Period Cultivator, and it was only used to prevent them from being disturbed when they advance.    

It was just like how in the mortal world, in order to eat, a plate of tableware was created with pure gold, and pots, pans, bowls, chopsticks were all available.    

After one use, he would melt all the tableware and then throw it away, so that he could create such a luxurious dish the next time he ate.    

Furthermore, it was more than just luxury. In Zeng Bi's opinion, this was a bit too much.    

But since Chu Yan himself did not care, Zeng Bi did not say anything.    

He didn't know why, but he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.    

Really, it hurts.    

On the fifth day, a faint sound came from inside the room.    

It was as if a stream of water that was only as thick as a finger was flowing in a rustling manner.    

Every two hours after that, the voice became louder.    

On the seventh day, the sound was like a flash flood; not only was it deafening, even the house was trembling.    

At this time, Zeng Bi was facing a house with her mouth agape.    

"Is, is she really just an increase in Pulse Condensation Stage?" After swallowing a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty, Zeng Bi looked at Chu Yan and asked in shock.    

Chu Yan raised his eyelids, glanced at Zeng Bi, nodded, and gave her a definite answer.    

"I... of... Heavens... "Ahh!"    

Zeng Bi couldn't help but exclaim once again.    

"Even if my Level 1 of the Earth Origin Stage were to increase, I'm afraid there still wouldn't be such a big commotion …"    

Chu Yan sat cross legged on the ground, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.    

Of course you don't know. How can an ordinary cultivator compare to the flesh of a prison warden?