Xiong Yi nodded respectfully and smiled: "It's true! The ordinary Taoist country is a Nascent Soul National Master or Jindan National Master. There are more than a dozen or dozens of so-called disciples, and there are dozens of disciples below these disciples, hundreds of disciples, in a golden shape! But my disciples of the Craftsman have no bottleneck in the first grade of Yuanli. From fusion to heart-wrenching, I wanted my disciples to guide the newly recruited disciples, but the speed between them is not much different. Later, I simply asked my disciples to guide them to practice for the first decade of the first decade, and then I have not dared to recruit more disciples! In addition, my disciples of the Craftsman have no disciples in the past decades. Now the structure of my disciples of the Craftsman is like a spindle, with thin sides and thick in the middle! Many disciples of the second grade of Yuanli have no disciples!"

Xiao Hua was used to the realm of refining Qi and building foundation. He heard Xiong Yi talk about foundation building, consecration, and fusion one by one, but he didn't realize it. Fortunately, when Xiong Yi explained it, there was also a level of Yuanli, so he understood it. Xiao Hua frowned and said, "Disciple, didn't you give you new skills when you left? Those are divided by qi refining and building foundation. Could it be that you don't have a professor?"

"Oh, Master!" Xiong Yi heard this and patted his forehead and said, "Disciple is a little confused. The disciples later taught them to newly recruited disciples according to the skills taught by the master. Only the disciples who later worshipped in my Creation Sect continued to use the skills modified by the master. However, because the disciples have adopted the statements of foundation building, consecration, and fusion since childhood, they can't help but lean towards that aspect!"

"Oh, it's easy to teach martial arts, but it's really difficult to change your concepts!" Xiao Hua sighed.

"Disciple is wrong, but Master, don't worry!" Xiong Yi smiled, "The disciples of our Craft Sect use Qi refining and foundation building to achieve their realm. Only disciples cannot wait for it to change!"

"Okay, you continue!" Xiao Hua himself was not used to the cultivation system of the Tibetan Immortal Continent, and of course he could not force Xiong Yi and others to correct it immediately.

"Yes, Master!" Xiong Yi continued, "Before coming to the Thousand Demons Saint Realm, I had more than 23,000 Jindan disciples in the Craft Sect, of which 2,000 middle and late stage disciples of Jindan were later worshipped by the master, including disciples, Li Xiang's disciples of Master Li Dianzi and Uncle Lan Dianzi. Senior Brother Li Xiang guarded the Tenglong Mountains and left behind five thousand Jindan disciples. Disciples and junior brother Lan Dianzi and junior brother Chang Yu. A total of 18,300 Jindan disciples and 10,000 late stage disciples of Foundation Establishment came to the Thousand Demons Saint Realm. Along the way, 50% of the disciples were lost, and the Jindan disciples and the Foundation Establishment Disciples were half..."

"Oh? Why are the Jindan disciples and the Foundation Establishment disciples halfway?" Xiao Hua was a little puzzled, because according to common sense, the Foundation Establishment disciples should be losing more.

Xiong Yi bit his lip slightly and said, "That's because the Jindan disciple wants to protect the foundation-building disciples, and let the foundation-building disciples leave first when they encounter danger..."

"Oh, what a good disciple!" Xiao Hua also sighed, very moved.

"So, before the war, there are four thousand late-stage disciples in the foundation building stage and 10,221 Golden Pill disciples left." Xiong Yi continued, "During the war, although the disciples led by the master came, they still suffered a lot of losses. Most of them are Golden Pill disciples, and those foundation building disciples are not as fast as the Golden Pill disciples. They are fighting with the demon clan!"

"Now there are only these 8,111 Golden Pill disciples left?" Xiao Hua asked.

Xiong Yi nodded: "Yes, there are still 3,607 disciples in the late stage of Foundation Establishment!"

"Okay!" Xiao Hua said, turning to the black bear and said, "Black bear, hurry up and catch up with the army and bring back all the remaining disciples of the Tenglong Mountains!"

"Yes, Master!" The black bear spirit did not hesitate at all and urged Yaoyun to chase after him.

"I'm a little wrong with my master!" Xiao Hua sighed, "These foundation-building disciples are also qualified to enter the Star Moon Palace!"

"But, Master!" Xiong Yi looked at thousands of Jindan disciples and said. "Disciples have only heard of very few cultivators who can enter the Star Moon Palace. How could all of us tens of thousands of disciples... enter the Star Moon Palace?"

"Haha, it depends on the opportunity!" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "If there is no opportunity, how could he bring back 200,000 disciples of the Creation Sect?"

"Yes, I understand!" Xiong Yi must make it clear if he doesn't understand!

"Go and instruct all the disciples. When the foundation-building disciples turn around, the master will take them to the Kunlun Fairyland to practice. Don't do anything to resist!" Xiao Hua took out the Kunlun Mirror and ordered Xiong Yi.

Of course Xiong Yi knew that the Kunlun Mirror, Yuanya and others had improved their cultivation level by leaps and bounds after entering Kunlun Mirror. He agreed and went hurriedly.

"My fellow Taoists..." Xiao Hua finished his orders and looked at Zhai Xingzi and others, saying, "Xiao has a Kunlun mirror here, and there is a world in it that can be cultivated. Xiao wants to take you and take you to Xingyue Palace."

Zhai Xingzi and others naturally knew that as soon as they entered Kunlun Mirror, their life and death would be controlled by Xiao Hua, but how could they not believe Xiao Hua at this time? They all nodded and agreed.

Xiao Hua shook Kunlun Mirror, and his mind rolled up, and he put them in the Shenhua Continent, and then collected Ao Zhantian, Xu Tingzi, Yuanya, Daier, Xiao Hei and Xiao Huang. However, for a long time, the Black Bear Spirit took thousands of foundation-building disciples, and Xiao Hua collected tens of thousands of disciples of the Creation Sect, together with Xiong Yi and Black Bear Spirit, and then he looked at the still starry night sky and earth, flying towards the east of the Thousand Demon Saint Realm.

The change in the starry sky of the Thousand Demon Saint Realm was naturally caused by Feng Wu. After Feng Wu and Xiao Hua said goodbye, his wings spread and flew straight to the Great Temple, with the golden-winged Roc, the flying Nikong Beast and the colorful sea god shell following him. The four great saints of the demon clan each showed their magical powers, but in just a moment, they had already flew tens of thousands of miles away. Seeing that they gradually left Bi Qingyu, Feng Wu's eyes were like lightning, sweeping the still mess on the earth, and sneered in his heart, the ancients had said that they would not survive. Bi Qingyu, Zhaqiongling and Gu Zhongshan were like this? Moreover, because of Bei Xian'er's selfish desires, it has affected the divine punishment, which has implicated all the Bei clan bloodlines of the Thousand Demon Saint Realm. Since today, although Bei Xian'er's remaining power is still there, the previously arrogant Bei clan might not recover for a period of time. As for when it can make a comeback, it depends on the ability of Xiao Bailong and Bi Bo!

When Feng Wu thought of Xiao Bailong, he burst into laughter. Both the human race and the demon race regarded him as Xiao Hua. Whether it was the Creation Sect of the Tenglong Mountains, the demon race of the Yiyi Shang Alliance, even Ao Zhantian, Zhai Xingzi and others also sacrificed a lot, wanting to come to Biqingyu to rescue Xiao Bailong. Little did he know that this Xiao Bailong actually enjoyed the blessing of all people and did not need others to rescue him. The daughter of the demon king Biqing actually stole him out obediently. But it was Xiao Bailong's disappearance that caused Xiao Hua and the three great saints of the demon race to attack directly.

"Grandma, the dragon clan is really powerful. Its attraction to ordinary female demon clans is really not to be overwhelmed!" Feng Wu thought naturally in her heart. At this moment, he suddenly frowned again, as if he had thought of something. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a golden light like lightning above his head. The golden-winged roc had already crossed him and rushed to the sky.

"Haha..." Feng Wu laughed, "Does Peng Sheng want to compete with this Sheng?"

"If Feng Sheng thinks this way, you and I might as well compare..." The voice of the golden-winged roc came from a distance, and he smiled, "Look at whose demon body is strong and the flight speed is faster!"

"It's limited to one day!" Behind Feng Wu, Feiyu Ni Kong Beast shouted loudly, "If it's farther away, I'm afraid I can't keep up!"

"Okay!" Feng Wu agreed, with a fight between his wings, and lightning roared around him, and starry and moonlight beams burst into, and strings of phantoms emerged out of thin air. Feng Wu rushed towards the golden-winged roc in a flash.

"Hehe, Peng Sheng is indeed extraordinary!" In the air in front of his head, the golden-winged Roc was laughing and shouting proudly, "But it is probably not easy to catch up with this Saint!"

As they spoke, the figures of the two great saints of the demon clan disappeared very quickly and they were missing.

The flying feathered Nikong Beast and the colorful sea god shell are naturally not slow, but the two saints are slightly inferior to the golden-winged Roc and Fengwu. But in the space, the ripples are rising rapidly. In the ripples, the figures of the two saints are looming. Sometimes they are distorted abnormally, sometimes they return to normal, and more often they are broken phantoms. Similarly, for a moment, the figures of the two saints disappear.

As we were flying, the sound of the flying feathered Ni Kong Beast emerged from the ears of the colorful sea god shell: "Bei Sheng, what do you think of this seven-star phoenix saint?"

"View?" The colorful sea god bell was bitter in his mouth, urging the demon body to still fly, and replied faintly, "What can I think of this saint? This phoenix saint is recognized by the seven stars, and its strength must be far beyond us! Didn't you see him fighting with Peng Sheng in a fight, even Peng Sheng was almost defeated by him? If Peng Sheng hadn't turned into a star mark at the critical moment, my position as the strongest man in the demon clan... would have changed hands!"

Speaking of this, the colorful sea god shell looked at the distorted space in the distance with regret and said, "Pursuit fight naturally emphasizes strength, it may be a martial art, a secret technique, or a demon body! Peng Sheng has been a great saint for tens of thousands of years, and the years he has been immersed in the realm of the great saint are second only to the mysterious armored pentacle. This Phoenix... Not only has he just become a saint, but he has not even entered the Great Hall. How can we know his chance? Also, Peng Sheng is going to compete with Feng Sheng for flight speed, and I am afraid he is trying to compete with the physical body? Bei Sheng, this saint's flight speed is not a strong point. Do you think which of their flight speed is better?"
Chapter completed!