No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 102 Action
"Roar!"

A huge roar arose in Xu Shun’s heart. The young tiger in his heart finally grew into a fierce tiger!

He is now a cultivator in the Dragon-Tiger Stage!
The surging magic power in his body rolled like a mighty river, boundless and continuous, like a sea.

He was speechless with his previous self.

At the same time, as his magic power and strength increased, he also had a strange feeling, as if something was binding him.

It made him feel like he was wearing shackles.

He waved his hands and looked at his hands and feet.

There's clearly nothing!

Now was not the time to think about this, he searched skillfully and disposed of the masked man's body skillfully.

Now, he is also very skilled in killing people and destroying corpses.

The world of cultivating immortals really teaches people a lot of things!

Xu Shun originally wanted to put the bronze pig-face mask into the mustard seed, but after thinking it over, he put it on his face.

The person who modified his own portrait, a member of the Huangdan Society who also carried a sword...

Huang Danhui, it’s really interesting!

Xu Shun chuckled and walked around the streets around the furnace with a mask on. He soon found someone wearing a mask like him.

"A dragon is flying in the sky!" Xu Shun said softly as he looked at the man in front of him wearing a dog-face mask.

"Today is a good day!" The man with the dog-face mask said softly, "Why did you come just now?"

"Heh..." Xu Shun lowered his voice so that no one could hear his tone: "I ran into a blind guy on the road."

The dog-faced mask did not doubt him and said, "Let's go, the time is almost up."

So Xu Shun followed the dog-faced mask into the house in the next yard, and then went into a tunnel from the house.

After walking about a few hundred meters in the tunnel, I suddenly saw a hall of several hundred square meters.

There were only a few flickering lamps in the hall, and the light was dim.

In the hall, besides Xu Shun and the dog-faced mask, there were also rat-faced masks, as well as cow-faced masks, rabbit-faced masks, dragon-faced masks, etc. Xu Shun counted them and found exactly the twelve earthly branches.

There were exactly twelve of them.

Twelve people came here and stood there silently without saying a word.

Xu Shun waited for about an incense stick of time, and then he saw a blue light flying over, accompanied by a sword light and a person.

Sword light?

Golden elixir monk?

Only after a cultivator reaches the golden elixir stage can he transform sword energy into sword light, which possesses all kinds of incredible powers.

In the Huangdan Society, there are not only two presidents who are Jindan cultivators.

Could this person be one of the alchemy masters?
After the sword flashed, Xu Shun saw the man's face clearly.

The man was dressed in purple-gray Taoist robes, had white hair and eyebrows, a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a few wisps of beard on his chin, making him look like an immortal.

Judging from the appearance alone, it is no worse than Xu Shun’s senior brother Zishu.

Seeing this person, the others said in unison: "Greetings, Sword Master!"

Xu Shun also uttered a vague word.

Sword Master?

Does Huangdanhui also have a sword master?
In the Huangdan Club, who can be called the Sword Master? Naturally, it was Yan Zijian, who looked at the twelve people on the scene with satisfaction.

These people are his subordinates whom he trained with great effort. If refining elixirs is difficult, is practicing swordsmanship easy?
Over the years, he has only trained twelve direct descendants. Although they are far inferior to the disciples of his own sect, they should be enough to deal with the Huang Dan Society.

"This year, your welfare benefits have been weakened again, 20% less than last year." Yan Zijian sighed and said, "But this year, I have talked with Master Chen about our association's income, and it has doubled compared to last year." Among the four great masters Yan, Wang, Jiang, and Chen, Master Chen is in charge of the purse.

"Where did the money go?" he said sternly, "It was all taken by Ma Yuwen and the other two to live lavishly."

"The gold glue produced in the South Sea, the snow jelly produced in the North Sea, and the sky orchid produced in the West Mountain, every penny of which is worth a fortune. And our two leaders buy boxes of them at a time!"

"This is all the hard-earned money of you brothers!"

"It would be fine if they just enjoyed themselves, but they chose to cut the welfare benefits of their brothers!"

"too dark!"

The eleven masked men said in unison: "It's all up to the Sword Master!"

"Ma and Wen, as the alchemy masters, are only interested in their own interests and do not consider their brothers. It is really... I cannot tolerate it!" Yan Zijian shook his head and said.

"I can't stand it either!" Xu Shun suddenly said, "I can't stand it, and I believe most of the brothers can't stand it! Sword Master, you make the decision! We listen to you!"

He is adding fuel to the fire and muddying the waters.

Only by taking advantage of troubled waters can he achieve his goal.

Poisoning the entire city was beyond his understanding!
He risked speaking because he couldn't bear it any longer.

Damn it, the mobilization level of this Lord Gou Ba Jian is too low. He even starts with welfare benefits and takes action in the name of seeking benefits for everyone.

How hypocritical!

If it were him, wouldn't everyone scream when he said, "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers born with different races?"
As the leader of the association, they are in a position of power, so why can’t we be the leader of the association?
Who has the best rebellion skills? Look for the unlucky time traveler!
Yan Zijian looked at Xu Shun with approval. Normally, he hated being interrupted during meetings, but Xu Shun's words came at the right time, which just happened to be a help to him.

Yan Zijian continued, "So... I have discussed with the other alchemy masters and have taken down the two leaders. From now on, the alchemy association will be our brothers, and we can make the decisions ourselves!"

"Kill the leader and be the boss!" Xu Shun immediately shouted.

When doing things, we must have an organization, a program, and a slogan, so that everyone can be of one mind!

"We agreed on it! Kill the leader and be the boss ourselves!" Yan Zijian raised his hand and took the lead in shouting.

Hai Jian performed well today, I will give him more money later.

"Kill the leader and be the boss ourselves!" Following Yan Zijian's shout, the others also shouted in unison.

After shouting a few times, everyone in the hall became excited.

No matter whether you can be in charge or not, just shout it out first.

"It's almost time!" Yan Zijian was very satisfied with the morale and said, "I have already found out that the two leaders are in the alchemy room."

"Zichouyinmao, the four of you seal off the alchemy room and don't let anyone else get close!"

"Everyone else, follow me in and kill them! Kill the leader and we'll be in charge!"

As he said that, he took the lead and walked towards another passage in the hall!

Go up the passage and you will reach the square outside the alchemy room.

The alchemy room is very large, covering dozens of acres, and the square outside the alchemy room is also relatively large.

After Xu Shun followed the group up, he saw the monk at the door of the alchemy room recognize Yan Zijian. Not only was he not surprised, but he opened the door of the alchemy room.

They have all been Yan Zijian's men for a long time.

The person who opened the door, together with Zi, Chou, Yin and Mao, blocked the area around the alchemy room and prevented no one from entering.

In the alchemy room, Ma Zhiqiu and Wen Shen were chatting about elixirs and spiritual practice beside the alchemy furnace when they suddenly realized something was wrong.

Although the spiritual awareness of a Jindan cultivator is only a hundred meters, it is enough for them to be aware of it.

Yan Zijian actually took the initiative!
But they are not too panicked, because monks still have to rely on their strength!

(End of this chapter)