Chen Zimeng and the others returned to the cave mansion, and the white knife pulled over a square table, which he had cut pine wood from the mountains and woods of the French region not long ago.

Several stools were also made, and in the cultivator's cave, there were generally only some futons or stone benches and stone chairs for the master.

Zhong Fei sat directly at the table, a little worried, "Brother Meng, that Qiancheng's combat power is too terrifying, if you are against him at this time, what can you do? Pang Qi practiced the cultivation of the ninth layer of qi like him, but he couldn't even practice it, you, this ......"

"What is this, Brother Meng needs to become a core disciple, then there is no way, besides, I believe that Brother Meng will have a way!" Li Yi was on the side, holding a bag of tea leaves in his hand, ready to make tea.

"Hey, you're ...... I also believe that Brother Meng is not, but this Zhang Qiancheng is too strong, we have to analyze it!"

"Cut, Brother Meng, how sure are you?" Cutting towards Zhong Fei, Li Yi looked at Chen Zimeng with a concerned face, and the rest of the people also looked over.

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand to hold a teacup, waiting for Li Yi to make the tea, everyone looked over, he looked up, groaned slightly, stretched out his other hand, and raised a finger.

"Ichisei!"

"What?"

Looking at everyone, Chen Zimeng shook his head and said, "Yicheng may not be able to reach it!"

"That Zimeng, what do you think, do you still want to participate in the next competition?" Murong Yicang sighed, he knew that what Chen Zimeng said might still have reservations.

"Participate! This time, the core disciples are related to whether we can survive the next Baiye Sect catastrophe, and we can't give up!"

"But ......" Shang Chi was on the side, looking at Chen Zimeng very anxiously, the core disciples were very important to them, Chen Zimeng couldn't give up, they couldn't help it, he was not optimistic about Zhang Qiancheng, even Chen Zimeng was not optimistic, he could only be anxious.

But Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand to interrupt what he was about to say, reached out and put a pinch of tea leaves in the cup, ready to soak water and drink it directly.

"No way, since there is no way to avoid it, do your best to fight for it, if it backfires, then prepare for the worst, I believe be careful, and you can always find a glimmer of hope!"

"Then what do we need to do?" Murong Yicang pondered for a long time, and finally turned into a deep sigh.

"Well, long before entering the inner gate, I went up to Qijiao Mountain to make some arrangements, you should know the snake on the top of the mountain, right?" Chen Zimeng picked up the teacup, stretched out his hand and pinched a fireball technique, directly heated a small cup of water, rushed into the teacup, and the tea cup water hit in the cup and kept rising and falling!

"I've heard of that snake, but since the last time he crossed the tribulation, no one in the entire sect dared to go there, so we don't know much. What?" Murong Yicang asked!

"Last time, for some special reasons, I made a deal with that snake, when the catastrophe comes, we can go to his place to take refuge, although it may not be safe, but at least the strength of the snake is stronger than ours, which is also a good way!"

The taste of the tea in the cup is still lacking, Chen Zimeng couldn't help but shake his head, but it's better than nothing!

"Is it reliable?" asked Wang Lin.

"It's hard to explain the reason between me and that snake, but it's reliable!"

After a pause, Chen Zimeng smiled and said, "In addition, I asked Xiao Yi to dig a tunnel in secret at the beginning, you know, right?"

Murong Yicang glanced at Li Yi, Li Yi smiled, and this time the white knife replied: "I know, what was dug was the tunnel behind the iron gate that was discovered, although it was sealed, but after our secret excavation, it is now also through, Brother Meng, do you plan to escape through the secret passage at that time?"

Nodding, Chen Zimeng replied, "Yes, we can't wait for death here! If we can escape at that time, we will naturally have to run! That tunnel has been reopened, and no one knows except you!"

Li Yi immediately shook his head and said firmly: "I promise no, every time I go to dig, I will arrange everything, and I have observed for a long time, and no one has found out!"

"Well, that's good!"

Murong Yicang looked at everyone, smiled slightly, and comforted everyone, "Since Zimeng has already made arrangements, then we will all do our best to work hard, whether we win or lose, it's hard to say now! Don't be discouraged!"

"Hey, that's what I said, but we don't worry about Brother Meng! Brother Meng, or we won't participate in the core disciple competition, there is a secret path, and the snake you said should be enough!" Wang Lin sighed, and then persuaded, if he was still confident that Chen Zimeng would be able to win the first place, after Zhang Qiancheng fought with Pang Cai, this confidence turned into the strongest worry.

Shaking his head, Chen Zimeng smiled and said, "At least give it a try!

"Hey, really?"

"Isn't it?"

Murong Yicang waved his hand, interrupting the conversation between Chen Zimeng and Wang Lin, and said with a wry smile: "What are you arguing about, since Zimeng has decided to give it a try, then we will also make some preparations, by the way, Zimeng, what magic weapons do you need to add? I heard that the flying swords and magic weapons we use are all of high quality, there are those mortal ranks, spirit levels, as for what is above the spirit level? I don't know." ”

"No, the Qingzhi Sword that Ning Qin gave me is a spirit rank flying sword, and it is a spirit rank flying sword of a higher quality. As for the magic weapon, you know, it's hard to find, and there's no time to do it now! Forget it!" The tea in his hand had already been drunk for the most part, Chen Zimeng smiled and told Murong that he didn't need any magic weapons, but some powerful talismans could be looked for, and if there were any, it would be good, and the more the better.

Murong Yicang nodded and said that he would look for it himself, but it was really hard to say whether Fu Qi could find it!

Chen Zimeng immediately said that it is not so important whether you can find it or not, it is better if you have it, and even if you don't have it!

He remembered that during the last trial, he used up all the powerful talismans that Ning Qin and Feng Ling gave him, and as a result, he was almost chased and killed by Feng Ling, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly!

Raising his head to drink the tea in the teacup, he reached out and handed the cup to the table, Chen Zimeng got up and prepared to leave.

"If you have something to do, do it first, Xiao Yi, where is the secret path, you pay attention. Take the time, Murong you go to the vicinity of Qijiao Mountain to investigate, but don't go up the mountain, that snake is not a good thing, be careful!"

Li Yi and Murong Yicang glanced at each other and replied together, "Okay!"

Seeing that Chen Zimeng was about to leave, Zhong Fei immediately asked, "Brother Meng, then what do you think I can do?"

Glancing at Zhong Fei, Chen Zimeng grinned, reached out and patted Zhong Fei's shoulder, "You better lose weight!"

"Hahahaha~" Murong Yicang and the others laughed directly, Chen Zimeng turned around with a smile and left, and the white knife reached out and stabbed the meat on Zhong's fat belly, "Little fat man, you have to lose weight!"

"What do you know? This is handsome!" Zhong Fat muttered with an unhappy face!

Chen Zimeng came out of the cave mansion and went directly up the stairs to the core disciple area, but instead of going to find Ning Qin, he walked towards a small path.

Finally came to the attic where Lu Feng lived, since the last time the entire sect allowed the outer disciples to enter the inner door cave to practice, the entire Baiye Sect had not recruited any more disciples, so Lu Feng ran to the mountain to stay, in the attic of the sect at the outer gate at the foot of the mountain, Chen Zimeng also went to clean the books all over the floor, and they were neatly organized.

Coming to the door, Chen Zimeng took out a piece of jade pendant from the storage bag, waved it lightly, a faint light flashed, the attic door opened directly, Chen Zimeng put away the jade pendant, and walked in.

Coming to a room, which was full of books, Chen Zimeng smiled slightly and exclaimed, "Old Lu, you have so many books here!"

In a corner, there was a table horizontally, and on a wicker chair behind the table, a thin old man was lying on it with his eyes closed, swaying gently!

Just like when he first entered the outer gate, Chen Zimeng saw the general appearance when he went to the Zong Pavilion.

Opening his eyes slightly, looking Chen Zimeng up and down, Lu Feng said angrily: "Don't talk to me, call you here, just for one thing!"

Chen Zimeng didn't say anything, stood aside and looked at Lu Feng silently, with a smile in his eyes.

"I misestimated Zhang Qiancheng's combat effectiveness, I didn't expect that his evil sword Zhang family does have some ability, this kid is worthy of being the elite of this generation of evil sword Zhang family, you face him, ten deaths, so, I plan to let you give up the game, let's think of another way, what do you think?"

After Lu Feng finished speaking, he shook his head slightly, Zhang Qiancheng's performance against Pang Qi was definitely not full strength, but it could also be seen that his combat power was terrifying.

"Not good!" Chen Zimeng replied bluntly!

"What?"

"Lu Lao, what you mean is understandable, but if we give up this game, what else can we do, what else can we do, what you told me about the secret of the sword, isn't it in vain, when the catastrophe comes, how should we people deal with ourselves? Also, if you give up without fighting, then what kind of immortal do I cultivate? Go home and be a mortal looking for a town to be the teacher of the teacher!"

From the moment he stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, Chen Zimeng never thought of retreating.

No matter what Lu Feng thinks, Chen Zimeng has his own insistence, it's one thing to fight, but it's another thing not to fight!

"Have you figured it out, you also know the difference in strength between you and Zhang Qiancheng, it's not wise to bump into it so recklessly!" Lu Feng propped himself up slightly, squinting his eyes and asked.

"I think very clearly, at least I can guarantee that I will live, if not win, at least not die. ”

"What's the use?"

"I don't know where my festival with Zhang Qiancheng came from, but I know that there will inevitably be a great conflict between him and me, this battle, it is better to win, and if you lose, it can also make me better understand his strength, otherwise, I don't even know the enemy, and I will die even more unjustly, right?"

Chen Zimeng spread out his hands and said that he couldn't help it, after all, he could escape for a while, what should he do in the future?

Returning to the rattan chair, Lu Feng stretched out a hand and shook it in the air, and said weakly: "Yes, you young people, you are competitive, and I can't persuade you, so you can follow your own ideas!"

With a slight smile, Chen Zimeng bowed to Lu Feng and turned around to leave.

"Zhang Qiancheng, he is definitely going to kill you, you bumped into it like this, is it right, do you think about it again, you really don't plan to retreat for a while, and leave it for the future? The evil sword Zhang family behind him, that strength is deep in the sea, and the offspring cultivated are even stronger, this is also their ability! You have just set foot in the immortal cultivation realm for less than two years, and you are still too weak!"

"Okay, Lu Lao, I know, I won't do anything brutal, this time, just let me try the blade! Zhang Qiancheng wants to kill me, hehe, it's just a killing, and the kid will too!"

After speaking, Chen Zimeng strode outside, while Lu Feng shrank his head, lay on the rattan chair and swayed, and couldn't help sighing.

"Hey, play the piano to the cow!"