"Senior, you came to find me this time for something, right..." Han Feng asked.
Old Monster Qiong chuckled.
"Kid Han, how long have you been in the sect?"
"Almost two years!"
Han Feng replied, looking at Old Monster Qiong with curiosity as to why he suddenly asked that.
He figured it was nothing good.
Otherwise, he would not have dragged him outside of Qingjiang Mountain to talk about it, making it so secretive.
"For two years, you have been quietly cultivating inside the sect. Such cultivation is too boring, and it's also a bit too comfortable."
A trace of unperceivable solemnity carried within Old Monster Qiong's words.
For a long time, the entire Yue Country Cultivation World was like this.
Although the Seven Great Sects had endless conflicts in secret, on the surface they shared the same breath and branch, jointly dividing the interests of the spirit mines and herb gardens in Yue Country.
Even though Qi Refining Stage disciples had sect tournaments every once in a while, they stopped at the touch and posed no threat to life.
As for Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, they basically had no opportunities for magical combat whatsoever.
Not to mention any life-or-death struggles.
If cultivators who grew up in such a comfortable environment truly encountered the outbreak of a war and lacked combat experience, they would truly shatter at the slightest touch.
"Senior's meaning is that you want me to go outside Yue Country for actual combat training?"
Han Feng reacted immediately.
It seemed that some high-level figures in Yue Country already had certain estimations regarding the righteous-demonic war that might happen in the future.
Otherwise, Old Monster Qiong would not have suddenly made such a decision.
"Not bad, only by experiencing real magical combat and slaughter can one walk further on the