Regarding the sect to which the red-robed bishop belonged, Zhang Qingyuan was still very curious in his heart.

It's a pity that in the middle of the battle, the other party didn't show any news.

can only faintly see from Guo Sancai's reaction that that sect is probably not a good thing, and its strength is not weak.

"This mask, maybe it's the identity credentials of that sect?"

Zhang Qingyuan thought to himself in his heart.

Then shook his head slightly,

Whether it is an identity certificate or not, it really doesn't have much effect on him now.

Zhang Qingyuan could only throw it back into the corner of the storage bag for the time being, if he had the opportunity to face the people of that sect in the future, this thing might have a chance.

"Strange stuff!"

Thinking back to that sect, Zhang Qingyuan felt strange.

From this point to the end, in the process of Zhang Qingyuan's battle with the red-robed bishop, it seemed that the other party had never used any magic weapon, and he didn't even have a natal magic weapon.

You must know that the natal magic weapon can rely on the power of the heart and blood to forcibly overload the explosion, and explode the power that exceeds several times or even ten times at the cost of depleting itself.

This is undoubtedly enough to become a killer weapon for ordinary True Yuan Realm cultivators to decide the outcome of life and death.

But the cardinal didn't!

The quasi-true yuan is sevenfold, and there is not even a natal magic weapon!

His own net worth, just the Ten Thousand Year Bell Spirit Milk exceeds the value of a magic weapon, which is very unusual!

"Unless, for some special reason!"

A thought flashed through Zhang Qingyuan's mind.

Perhaps in the future, when I come into contact with people from those denominations, I will get the answer.

And for this,

Zhang Qingyuan had a vague premonition, I am afraid that it will not be too long to meet again.

The strange world of the dead secret realm, the unknown terror, the nameless old man who guarded the phantom gatekeeper, the catastrophe in the mouth of the other party, and the mysterious sect and "holy remains" pulled out from behind......

In addition to himself, he got the spirit weapon Sword Pill, and for some reason he got the guidance of the gatekeeper, and let the Sword Pill devour the golden giant pillar standing on the high platform.

Among them,

I'm afraid that it has already been involved in some continuous relationships.

"That's it, no matter what, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and the only thing I can do is to continuously improve my strength to deal with the dangers that may come in the future!"

"The rest of the things will naturally be known when there is a chance in the future. ”

"Strength is the foundation of everything!"

Zhang Qingyuan made up his mind.

After sorting out all the harvest, Zhang Qingyuan stood up and left.

Converge with Lin Yan, who was meditating and resting outside.

Seeing Zhang Qingyuan's cultivation improve again, Lin Yan's pupils shrank, but his heart was also more calm and calm.

After a brief exchange, the two did not stay for long, and directly embarked on the road back to the sect.

......

Another month passed in the blink of an eye.

The two of them made their own detours, bought some local specialties in some Xiuzhen cities in the Western Wilderness, and then returned to the native land of Zongmen Yuzhou through the teleportation array, and finally spent a lot of time detouring back to Zongmen.

The inner gate of the Yunshui Sect is within the range, somewhere in the mountain pavilion.

"Brother Zhang, don't leave it today!"

"Okay, I'll see you in a few days!"

The matter was over, and the two exchanged pleasantries, and then said goodbye one by one.

Speaking of which, Lin Yan didn't gain much in this line, and even due to the sudden change in the secret realm that day, he almost left his life there.

But Lin Yan didn't care much.

At least for him, the transformation of his state of mind is already an extremely rewarding gain.

As for Zhang Qingyuan, let alone making a fortune in a muffled voice.

If you talk about what you have gained from this trip, you can't say that even Lin Yan himself has lemons in his heart.

Both of them are relatively satisfied with this line of work to a certain extent.

After separation,

One by one, they flew towards the place where their own peaks and veins were.

"There are still two months left before the inner door competition!"

On the way back,

Zhang Qingyuan was quite excited to see that many monks on the road were quite excited, some were the children of the Yunshui Sect, and some were the leaders of some medium and large forces under the jurisdiction of the sect who had certain qualifications to come to watch the battle.

The conversation is all about the upcoming Inner Gate Dabi.

There is talk of the strongest genius among the inner disciples today, arguing about who can get the first place.

There is a sigh that the disciples of the inner sect of this Yunshui Sect are full of talents, and the geniuses are endless, and the disciple called Yan Maniac who entered the inner gate more than ten years ago already has the qualifications to compete for the top ten, and can compete with many old disciples who are far older than him.

There is also talk of a wonderful clash and battle in recent times.

Now the entire Yunshui Sect is full of undercurrents, like boiling water that is about to boil.

In this regard,

Zhang Qingyuan, who turned into a ray of light and flew by, only listened to it a little, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to fly in the direction of Xuanshui Peak.

Some information about the inner disciples of the sect may need to be collected before participating in the big competition.

It's just that now he has just broken through in the outside world, and he needs to return to the cave to recuperate, stabilize his cultivation and enter the realm, and by the way, study the situation of the Desolate Heaven Refining Body Technique.

In addition, the sect itself has some guys with active brains who summarize the sales information.

This is much more credible than the news obtained by one's own hearsay.

"In two months, it is estimated that there is no way to integrate those three pills and refine the pills, and even if they are successfully refined into pills, it will take time to refine and improve, and it is impossible to quickly improve the cultivation in a short period of time. ”

"Therefore, after stabilizing one's own realm, one should focus on the processing of the Ten Thousand Year Bell Spirit Milk, and cultivate the Desolate Heaven Refining Body Technique at a faster speed. ”

"If I can successfully enter this ancient alchemy cultivation before the finals, it will definitely be not small for my strength to improve!"

Zhang Qingyuan thought a little in his heart.

Already have an idea.

The light quickened, and soon entered the range of the mountain gate.

However, Zhang Qingyuan also remembered that he would go to the Zongmen Miscellaneous Hall first to exchange for a high-level practice room, so as to improve his strength as much as possible before the Inner Gate Competition.

In front of the real mountain gate building, the disciples of the True Yuan Realm are not allowed to fly.

Zhang Qingyuan could only press the light and go up the hill along the main road, passing through several halls and squares, just when he was about to reach the Miscellaneous Hall.

Pass through a crowded ring square.

The two men in the ring are delivering the final blow.

Bang!!!

The huge sound of the earthquake made the entire square tremble, and even with the protection of the ring circle, the surrounding monks and spectators involuntarily retreated.

The wind swept in all directions.

There was a loud commotion all around.

"Well, it's that guy?!"

Zhang Qingyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, a little surprised, there seemed to be an "acquaintance" in the ring that he knew.