In the middle of the Barbarian Planet, there is a large sect of the human race.

This sect is the representative of the highest level of the Barbarian Star Cultivator, and there are two immortal kings among them.

After all, the Hongmeng Realm is not the Naye World, and the number of immortal kings is unimaginable, but there are no cultivators above the immortal kings on Barbarian Star, and its location is the most marginal of the land outside the circle, and it is already surprising to be able to have two immortal kings.

Chen Zimeng planned to go to this sect for a turn, but Wan'er didn't want to go, she thought that the highest level of cultivation in Barbarian Star was the Immortal King, and it was useless for her to go anywhere.

So Wan'er said to separate for the time being!

Wan'er plans to go shopping elsewhere, see the scenery, or hide her cultivation, go to the mortal rivers and lakes, and live the life of the so-called heroine of the rivers and lakes.

Chen Zimeng smiled dumbly, nodded again and again, they came to a town thousands of miles away from this great sect, and immediately planned to part here.

Jiang Chi followed behind Chen Zimeng, it was impossible for Wan'er to take it away, it was very helpless, Wan'er's there, its existence was insignificant.

Chen Zimeng looked at Wan'er standing opposite him, dressed in white, spotless, with a trace of sorrow on her fair face, and her eyes were mixed with extremely incomprehensible emotions.

Chen Zimeng opened his mouth and asked, "Wan'er, what are you thinking?"

"I'm wondering, how long will we be apart?Zimeng, have you ever thought about when you will go back to the Naye World?"

Wan'er said, her face was even more sad, while Chen Zimeng shook her head gently.

"At least for a hundred years, I can't go back, I told Qin Er that if possible, I would send someone to bring her here, but the time is difficult to determine, Wan'er, is she homesick?"

Wan'er shook her head, turned around slowly, her eyes narrowed slightly, looking at a cloud in the sky, and after a long time, she sighed and muttered to herself: "I don't want to be separated from you, I like the feeling of having you by my side more and more." ”

Chen Zimeng took a step forward and stood side by side with Wan'er, Jiang Chi spun in a circle in the air, and then felt that he shouldn't be here, so he flew into the distance.

Chen Zimeng said: "Wan'er, I like you to wear red clothes, there is only joy and wanton between your eyebrows, and your gestures are free, do you know? ”

Wan'er raised her head, "Then do you know why I don't have a direction? In the past, I did whatever I wanted, I could do my own thing, and no one would stop me from doing whatever I wanted, because no one could stop me, but now I am obviously the same, but I am struggling, do you know why?"

Chen Zimeng didn't speak, he knew the answer, Wan'er also knew, maybe the rest of the people also knew, but no one dared to say.

After a long time, Wan'er lowered her eyes in frustration and said slowly: "It's good now, at least it's different from before, people, if you want to be better, you need to be different, isn't it?"

Chen Zimeng stood with his hands tied, and after a moment he slowly turned around, he took a step and walked into the distance, and the voice came.

"Ten years, we will meet here again in ten years, I hope you can find that free and easy self, by the way, this is for you!"

A piece of jade pendant crossed the air, Wan'er reached out to catch it, it was a phoenix pattern, very lifelike, Wan'er looked at Chen Zimeng who was getting farther away, and shouted loudly.

"You have to wait for me in ten years, I won't come or leave!"

Chen Zimeng raised his hand and waved, signaling that he knew, while Wan'er raised the jade pendant in her hand, squinted her eyes and looked at the sun, her face was sad, and she became extremely happy.

Untied the rope on the jade pendant, Wan'er changed to a red braided rope, wrapped it a few times and tied a knot, and hung the jade pendant on her chest.

"You can't lose it!"

Wan'er said, stepping away, the sun in the sky slowly sank in the west, stretching Wan'er's shadow very long.

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Spirit Sword Sect, this is the highest cultivation power sect of the Barbarian King Star, Chen Zimeng came to a city outside the sect, changed into a white dress, and bought a matching sword that he didn't like, looking like a rich son, and walked towards the Spirit Sword Sect with Jiang Chi.

The aura on his body has been suppressed extremely low, and the Seven Concealment Technique was once again skillfully used by Chen Zimeng, at this moment, he is just a little monk who has just built a foundation.

Today is the Spirit Sword Sect's annual annual disciple acceptance conference, and this incident made Chen Zimeng, who originally wanted to rely on his powerful cultivation to become a guest elder in the Spirit Sword Sect, change his mind.

He planned to blend in with the new disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect and quietly stay in the Spirit Sword Sect for ten years, so he hid Jiang Chi and dressed up as a rich son.

In a gathering square, it can be described as a sea of people, and many young monks have come here, hoping to pass the assessment and enter the Spirit Sword Sect.

They are all foundation building cultivators, because the Spirit Sword Sect stipulates that only those who are under the age of thirty and who have cultivated to break through the foundation building can be eligible to register.

Chen Zimeng's age is naturally out of order, but his cultivation is difficult to find out if he wants to hide that he is an immortal king, not to mention that the two immortal kings of the Spirit Sword Sect are not in the sect.

The advent of Wang Tao and others, the previous conflict between Chen Zimeng and Wang Tao, these made the immortal kings of the Spirit Sword Sect feel a sense of crisis in their hearts, and they escaped from the sect early, wanting to determine whether there would be anything harmful to themselves.

So they're not there!

Chen Zimeng successfully signed up very easily, so he followed the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect towards a mountain range, where there were still the second and third rounds of assessments.

The assessment of the Spirit Sword Sect is still quite difficult, the second round has just begun, and a small half of the people have been eliminated, this level is a test of cultivation strength, Chen Zimeng and they were put into a place where countless demon beasts are raised, in which, there are foundation building demon beasts everywhere, fierce and abnormal.

Many people were seriously injured and rescued by the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, and some people were torn to pieces by the demon beast before they had time to save them, and the scene was out of control for a while, and many people cried and shouted to go home, but the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect just watched coldly.

Chen Zimeng raised his eyes and saw that there was still a distance of about thirty miles in front of them, and they had to pass through it in order to advance to the third round of assessment.

A guy dressed in black walked over with a broadsword, looked at Chen Zimeng and asked if he wanted to form a team?

At this level, the Spirit Sword Sect allowed no more than three people to form a team, Chen Zimeng originally didn't have this idea, but in order not to attract attention, he immediately agreed to the proposal of the man in black.

"My name is Fan Changsheng, what about you?"

The man in black said his name, Chen Zimeng bowed slightly, signaled that he knew, and said his name, and then he walked forward, Fan Changsheng hurriedly caught up, and said.

"Don't go too fast, the more you go to the back, the more difficult it becomes, and the level and combat effectiveness of the demon beasts are also stronger, let's be careful, find a companion again, and then go together." ”

Chen Zimeng shook his head and said indifferently: "Just do what you say, you can find out who else is alone, just call over." ”

Fan Changsheng couldn't cry or laugh, "Big brother, we have to find a strong one anyway, right?

"It's all the same, the people who come here are all young people who have cultivated to build a foundation, even if some of them rely on pills to pile up, their combat effectiveness will not be much worse. ”

After Chen Zimeng finished speaking, he chose a stone and sat down, his expression indifferent, "You go and find it, I'll wait for you here." ”

Fan Changsheng couldn't cry or laugh, looking at Chen Zimeng and didn't know what to say, but soon, he turned around and walked to the other side, shouting as he walked.

"Then don't go, I'll be back soon!"

Above the sky, there is a ship of the Spirit Sword Sect, which is responsible for supervising this assessment and the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who will rescue people when necessary.

At this moment, they leaned over to look at the ground and saw Chen Zimeng sitting motionless on the stone, and someone reminded: "If you feel dangerous, you can withdraw at any time, say something, and we will send you out." ”

Chen Zimeng clenched his fists and waved, without saying a word, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect on the boat laughed and said, "It seems that he is a person who has a lot of confidence in himself, just now I noticed that in his hands, it is difficult for many demon beasts to survive a move. ”

"Oh, that looks like a good guy, just look at the road ahead, he can't get through. ”

After a long time, Chen Zimeng waited for Fan Changsheng to come back, and he was followed by a woman with an indifferent face, dressed in green clothes, with a little blood stained on her skirt, it was still fresh, she should have just fought with the demon beast.

Fan Changsheng smiled and introduced: "Zimeng, this is Luo You, I met on the road before, and his strength is very strong. ”

After speaking, Fan Changsheng said to Luo You again: "Chen Zimeng is also a powerful guy, I saw before that under his hands, many demon beasts can't hold up a move. ”

Chen Zimeng stood up, glanced at Luo You, didn't say anything polite, turned around and walked forward, leaving only one sentence: "It's been a lot of time, let's go quickly!"

Luo You snorted coldly and said to Fan Changsheng, "If this guy is not as powerful as you say, I will throw the two of you to the demon beast to fill his stomach." ”

After that, he also walked forward, Fan Changsheng stood in place, crying and laughing in his heart, "What kind of teammate am I looking for!"

Walking forward, the col is full of rocks, and there may be strange monsters hiding in the cracks of the stones, so you must move forward carefully.

But Chen Zimeng didn't have so many worries, he was like a leisurely walk, walking forward by himself, there was a monster attacking, and he would always be discovered at the first time.

Divine thoughts spread out in all directions, this is the best means of detection, and Chen Zimeng is not afraid of being noticed, because the foundation building monks have divine thoughts, and there are very few who can be freely mobilized, but it is not nothing.

Luo You and Fan Changsheng were very surprised to follow behind Chen Zimeng, their speed was not slow, but they still couldn't keep up with Chen Zimeng's pace.

Fan Changsheng shouted: "Brother Meng, slow down, wait for me!"

Chen Zimeng stopped, turned around and looked, only to see Fan Chang panting with anger, standing on a rocky stone with a broadsword, his face ruddy.

"Can't keep up?"

Chen Zimeng asked very plainly, Fan Changsheng nodded, and Luo You snorted lightly, a little unnaturally.

"You're walking too fast, we can't keep up!"

Chen Zimeng nodded, then walked back, sat in front of Fan Changsheng, and said lightly.

"Then take a break......

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