Chen Zimeng couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't eat the fish, and he got fishy, which was really not cost-effective.

Turning his head to look, the sky was full of people chasing after the sword, Zhang Qiancheng was taken by Zhang Xiao, riding a flying sword together, not that Zhang Qiancheng couldn't fly, but Zhang Qiancheng's two flying swords all roared and rushed towards Chen Zimeng, one left and one right, constantly attacking.

Chen Zimeng silently calculated, even if Zhang Qiancheng built the foundation and had very few flaws, by now, no matter how much spiritual power should be exhausted, with a smile, Chen Zimeng swung his sword and slashed away from the attacking Chen Jian, jumped forward, and even stepped on the soles of his feet, and disappeared in an instant.

Waving his hand back, Chen Zimeng shouted loudly: "Senior brother, there is no need to send it again." ”

Chen Zimeng's speed was very fast, so fast that before Zhang Qiancheng could react, Chen Zimeng's figure had already disappeared into the sky.

The sword chasing Chen and the sword of slashing Meng swirled in the sky, Chen Zimeng disappeared, and Zhang Qiancheng's spiritual power was also exhausted, and it really reached the point of nothing.

Zhang Qiancheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Chen Zimeng who was far away and yelled, "Bastard, Chen Zimeng, I want you to die!"

"Chase, chase me, whoever kills Chen Zimeng, I promise him a lifetime of glory. Shouting loudly at the dozens of people beside him, Zhang Qiancheng had no demeanor at all.

Everyone was silent, their eyes were full of bitterness, they more or less had two tricks with Chen Zimeng, but they almost didn't take advantage of the slightest, and the speed at which Chen Zimeng escaped was even more terrifying, not to mention them, even Zhang Xiao didn't dare to say that he could chase them.

Seeing that no one made a sound, Zhang Qiancheng's eyes widened, looking at everyone, and he was angry.

"What's the use of you shit?"

The sword of chasing Chen and slashing Meng were crumbling, slowly falling between the mountains and fields, Zhang Qiancheng had long lost his spiritual power to control the two flying swords, looking at the sky, Zhang Qiancheng was furious, and spit out blood, his face was full of unwillingness, word by word, and roared loudly.

"Chen Zimeng, let you run to the ends of the earth, I will kill you, eat your flesh, skin and cramp, and crush bones and ashes!"

Countless echoes echo through the mountains.

Between the mountains and forests, countless wild birds were startled, and the beasts fled.

Zhang Qiancheng slowly fell backwards, and Zhang Xiao immediately reached out to support him, but then found that Zhang Qiancheng was already unconscious.

Not daring to delay, Zhang Xiao immediately picked up Zhang Qiancheng, and the flying sword under his feet roared towards the sky, "Hui." ”

Chen Zimeng stepped on the beacon fire and glided in the air, the wind blew in his ears, Chen Zimeng slightly determined the direction, looked around and chose a good cliff, and immediately stopped.

Looking at the sky, it's quite blue.

Chen Zimeng held his breath and concentrated, and a divine thought spread out to the surroundings, this is an ability that the monks will naturally derive after building the foundation.

The use of divine thoughts is very exquisite, and the effect will be great, to a certain extent, it is the right-hand skill of the foundation building monk.

Chen Zimeng carefully observed the surroundings and determined that the mountains here were very barren and no one came here, so he immediately settled down, stretched out his hand and touched the sword glove on his waist, Chen Zimeng took his head and drank a sip of wine, thinking carefully about his harvest in Qingfeng Mountain.

The biggest thing is undoubtedly the acquisition and promotion of the Dao Tribulation Sutra, what makes him regret is that some of the martial arts of the Hajj are sealed, and the spell cheats are not obtained by himself, and a Dao Tribulation Sutra consumes all his strength.

But fortunately, Zhang Qiancheng didn't get it, otherwise with Zhang Qiancheng's high talent, his achievements could simply make Chen Zimeng afraid.

However, Chen Zimeng was also very sad, the storage bag on his waist was now empty, and all his flying swords and some protective magic weapons were all consumed.

Among them, the spirit stone is a big problem.

All the spirit stones on Chen Zimeng's body were brought out when he was in the Bai Ye Sect, the Bai Ye Sect was destroyed, and the spirit stones were also used up when he was promoted to build the foundation, and now he is extremely short of spirit stones.

Chen Zimeng had a bitter face, and there was nothing else in the storage bag except for a few magic weapons that he snatched from Zhang Qiancheng.

There are no ordinary flying swords in the sword raiser, only Lian Fenghuo and most of the pot of wine remain.

Now Chen Zimeng is poor, so poor that he is tinkling.

With a sigh, Chen Zimeng put away his sword cultivation and thought about where to go next.

He thought of going to Zhong Fei and first found a few of them to make plans.

Then Chen Zimeng remembered Feng Ling, she was still trapped in her soul space, Chen Zimeng was confused, found a direction and jumped up, looking for a hidden place in mid-air, planning to try to build the foundation first, if you can rescue Feng Ling first.

Not far from the flight, Chen Zimeng found a stone cave, which was the cave of a wild leopard, Chen Zimeng beat the wild leopard mercilessly, and occupied the wild leopard cave in this way.

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and pinched a trick seal, pulled up a cover, and the mouth of the cave was finely camouflaged, and then Chen Zimeng waved his hand and flattened a stone, and sat cross-legged.

After breathing, Chen Zimeng's mind fell silent and came to the soul space.

Feng Ling was boredom swinging, and a bouquet of flowers was ripped off by her hand, and she carefully knitted a wreath and put it on her head.

"It's very laid-back!"

"Big brother, you finally remembered me!" Feng Ling was full of resentment, looking at Chen Zimeng speechlessly.

Chen Zimeng smiled, "But, as soon as I got rid of the pursuit, I found a safe place to come here to rescue you, I was so good to you, do you have anything to say?"

"Hehe, then help me out. ”

"You can at least tell me how to help you!" Chen Zimeng once suspected that Feng Ling was stupid, and he guessed that the Eighth Nirvana Tribulation had seriously damaged Feng Ling's brain.

"Give me your hand. Feng Ling was able to go out, but she didn't seem to be very happy, she stretched out her hand to Chen Zimeng, and gestured slightly, Chen Zimeng stretched out her right hand, and the two touched each other's fingers.

Chen Zimeng felt that the spiritual power in his body was being absorbed by Feng Ling at an extremely fast speed, and in a few breaths, almost all of his entire dantian spiritual power was sucked out.

Chen Zimeng's face was slightly pale, and at this time, a light appeared on Feng Ling's body, and a force rushed over, pulling Chen Zimeng back to his body in an instant.

Chen Zimeng opened his eyes, and Feng Ling was already standing beside him.

Without saying anything, Chen Zimeng immediately breathed, and the spiritual power in his body was trickle-down, which was extremely terrifying.

"Zimeng, have you seen the Hajj?"

Nodding slightly, Chen Zimeng replied slowly, "Senior Brother left a divine thought in the Qingfeng Mountain Inheritance, and he passed it on to me to help me break through the foundation building. ”

"He's dead?" Feng Ling was a little depressed, he didn't know the whereabouts of the eight people before, and the Nirvana Tribulation made her lose her memory.

That's what he said. ”

After Chen Zimeng finished speaking, he didn't continue to say more, he concentrated on breathing his spiritual power, and then slowly absorbed some spiritual energy from between heaven and earth, although it did not have much effect, but it would be faster for recovery.

The Dao platform trembled slightly, and the absorbed spiritual energy was inhaled and quickly purified.

"Oh, that's it. Feng Ling sighed, looked at Chen Zimeng, and pointed a finger at Chen Zimeng's forehead.

"This was passed to me on the Hajj, and when you were laying the foundation, let me pass it on to you. ”

Chen Zimeng opened his eyes slightly, but he was stunned.

Feng Ling's fingertips glowed, and a large amount of information poured into Chen Zimeng's mind, and for a moment, Chen Zimeng felt groggy, and his body and limbs did not obey the call at all.

Hurry up and calm down, Chen Zimeng ran "Three Thousand Floating Worlds" at the fastest speed, the spiritual power in his body circulated, the meridians trembled slightly, and in his mind, Chen Zimeng processed the large amount of information poured into Feng Ling one by one.

Chen Zimeng was extremely shocked, what Feng Ling gave him was all the mastery of Feng Hajj, martial arts, exercises, and even an extremely powerful forbidden Dao technique.

Chen Zimeng read them one by one, and the forbidden Taoist technique was called: "Void", Chen Zimeng took a cursory glance, but his brain instantly swelled and ached, and he couldn't accept this method with his ability.

Although this is the case, Chen Zimeng is still extremely happy, if Zhang Qiancheng is one step ahead of himself, then all this may be his, and he is taking advantage of the identity of the robber.

Turning his mind to look at others, there is also a swordsmanship, called: "Tai'a Sword", Chen Zimeng looked at it, and tasted it carefully, the power of "Tai'a Sword" is enough for Chen Zimeng to kill strong enemies over the level, this is a good thing, but there are also bad points, "Tai'a Sword" is difficult to practice, Chen Zimeng will never practice in a short time.

But how could Chen Zimeng care about this.

After reading some of the other contents one by one, Chen Zimeng's heart was full of joy, no wonder Zhang Qiancheng wanted to fight with him, just these things, he was willing to let Chen Zimeng single-handedly enter the evil sword Zhang Jiazudi.

Swordsmanship classics, Taoist supernatural powers, body secret skills, body forging know-how, all available, these are simply great creations for Chen Zimeng.

Chen Zimeng found that Feng Hajj was still an extremely powerful alchemist, and half of the information he left behind was about alchemy, both in terms of techniques and pills, and there were even Feng Hajj's detailed analysis records of each herb, appearance, and medicinal effect, which were countless.

Chen Zimeng pondered for a moment, decided to put aside the unacceptable information for the time being, and then settled down and received all the information that could be received.

Chen Zimeng breathed quietly, his brain was spinning rapidly, and a touch of flush appeared on his face, Feng Ling stood aside, looking at Chen Zimeng's flushed cheeks, and couldn't stop smacking.

As the sun sets, the mountains in the distance are full of red glow, and they are extremely gorgeous.

Feng Ling sat on a mountain cliff, admiring the sunset with happiness on her face, in her hand, she was taking the sword raising gourd from Chen Zimeng's body, gently raised her head, and drank a large sip of wine, Feng Ling's eyes were full of light, "This day is so good!"

It took Chen Zimeng three months to receive the inheritance of the Hajj, and it took another three months to barely master a small part of the "Tai'a Sword", but he also learned many other swordsmanship secret techniques, body techniques, and even more than a dozen Taoist magical powers.

The spells left by Feng Hajj are very powerful, and the difficulty of cultivation is not small, Chen Zimeng has not mastered them all, except for the forbidden Dao technique "Void", the rest are completely knowledgeable.

Among them, "Tai'a Sword" made Chen Zimeng the most happy.

"Tai'a Sword" has seven types of sword moves, each of which is extremely powerful, Chen Zimeng groped for more than half a month to understand the first style, and it took another month and a half to barely be able to perform the second type of sword moves, and he was not proficient.

However, Chen Zimeng has learned a lot of basic knowledge such as alchemy, and now he can almost be said to have completely mastered the alchemy left by the women's seal pilgrimage.

Identify herbs, exercise purification, and warm alchemy.

Chen Zimeng pondered when to find a Dan furnace and collect some herbs to refine the pill by himself.

Chen Zimeng stayed in this barren mountain range for half a year, and when he walked out of the stone cave, it was already the end of spring outside, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and it was almost summer.

Feng Ling came from a distance, and in the past half a year, Chen Zimeng couldn't take half a step in the cave, but she was wandering around, so she was not leisurely.

Looking at Chen Zimeng, Feng Ling chuckled, "Zimeng, do you want to give you a bowl and let you beg for food?"

"Go. Chen Zimeng didn't respond angrily, he looked down at himself, he was indeed very embarrassed, for half a year, Chen Zimeng's clothes were all in tatters, and now he is no different from a beggar.

After finding a stream, Chen Zimeng took a bath, took out a shirt and put it on, Chen Zimeng beckoned Feng Ling and walked out of the mountains.