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Stepping into the main hall of this Blazing Flame Peak, Chu Jing saw Zhang Xiaoliang waiting here. "Peak Master." Chu Jing called out respectfully, and then raised his head again. Zhang Xiaoqian bowed slightly, and said gently: "You are here, come here." Chu Jing walked up to him in response, and Zhang Xiaoliang also said again: "This mission has been completed very well, and you have also experienced many dangers, these things are for you." “

With a wave of the robe, three things appeared here. Chu Jing looked at it, a simple token, a bottle of elixir, and the rest were spirit stones, but there were hundreds of spirit stones. Chu Jing took the pill, uncorked the bottle and sniffed it in front of his nose. "Ning Zhi Dan!" A touch of joy couldn't help but appear on Chu Jing's face, the sect's handiwork was really not small, this elixir was already the best product, enough to break through the eighth-layer realm by himself.

"Don't be in a hurry, be happy, look at something else." Hearing Zhang Xiao's gentle words, Chu Jing realized that there was something else. The palm of his hand rubbed the simple token, but it didn't feel any different. looked at Zhang Xiaoqian a little strangely, revealing an inquiry. "This token itself is useless, but you can use it to go to my Five Thunder Treasure Pavilion to choose an artifact, you are about to participate in the sect competition, if you can have a pseudo-spiritual weapon, it will also be very useful to you."

Hearing Zhang Xiaoliang's words, he was also a little thoughtful. He had seen the pseudo-spiritual weapon on Wang Lian's body that day, and he was naturally very envious, and now that he has this opportunity, he can't miss it. "Let's go." Zhang Xiaoliang turned around and walked forward first, and Chu Jing immediately followed.

In the back mountain of Yuyun Peak, there have always been no disciples walking around, and this is the rule of the sect. In front of this deep cave, there was no human figure, and it was empty, as if anyone could go directly into it. "Peak Master, this is ....." Chu Jing stretched his neck to look at the cave, but this black appearance really couldn't make him believe it.

The corners of Zhang Xiao's mouth curled slightly, and instead of answering his confusion, he looked into the cave, lowered his head and glanced at the token in his hand, and then threw it in. "Come in." A deep voice wafted out. Before Chu Jing could react, Zhang Xiaoliang pulled him up and walked in.

The faint light of "tick-tock, tick-tock" reflected the pupils of the two, and the inexplicable coldness was entangled. Chu Jing looked left and right, but still didn't see half a figure. "Won't you come out?" muttered to himself, and withdrew his gaze. Zhang Xiaoyan looked sideways and said lightly: "Go forward, you can see a room, just go in directly, I have an old man coming, so I won't accompany you." “

His robe slipped silently over his fingertips, and he stepped aside. Chu Jing was a little strange, and looked in that direction, this place was just a cave, and the two sides were naturally not very wide, although the light was dim, he could still see clearly. "Peak Lord, that's...."Before the words of the reminder could be spoken, he was taken aback, this figure actually penetrated the mountain wall on one side and disappeared.

The footsteps stopped, but there was a slight hesitation between the eyebrows, and he looked at the road in front of him, and he didn't know what to think, so he still walked forward. On this road, walking around, you may meet some people to accompany you from time to time, but in the end, you are destined to be alone.

"Uncle Shi." At this time, there was an old man in a black robe standing in front of Zhang Xiaoling, but this old man had always closed his eyes tightly, and he had not opened them for a long time, and his whole body was covered with a layer of dust, only his hands were as white as new. Hearing Zhang Xiaoliang's words, the old man finally opened his cloudy eyes: "You are here." This voice, like the ground under your feet, is as calm as it is, and it invisibly gives people peace of mind.

"Squeak." The heavy gate reveals the obsolescence of the years. Although there are traces of time, this still can't hide their coldness. Stretching out his hand, he stroked the blades, and a coldness was added to his palm. These blades are dazzling, how can Chu Jing see it, but fortunately, what he needs is a pseudo-spirit weapon, not a mortal soldier.

Thinking far away, what Chu Jing wanted to do most when he was a child was to follow his father to hunt in the mountains, but he always refused because of his young age.

"Brother, look." Bao'er ran to the yard excitedly, looked at her brother who was in a daze, and shook her head. A little surprised, he looked at something behind Bao'er. "Bao'er, how did you pick up these two sticks for what?" "Practice for my brother, after the practice, my father will take you to hunt."

"Buzz!" A hand, through the light curtain, reached inside. The silver-white spear was tightly held by this hand. "That's you." There was a flash of color in his eyes, and he suddenly exerted his strength, and on this spear, there was a burst of cheerful chirps, and the aura entered the body, and the spear recognized the master! Gently rubbing the body of the gun, although it was still cold, it was a little familiar and lingering.

Putting the spear into the storage bag, Chu Jing was also very satisfied, with this pseudo-spiritual weapon, the power of his spell will definitely rise, it is indeed a big help for himself, and being able to find this spear is also dependent on fate, this warm feeling, for a long time, I didn't think of it. Gently closing the door, Chu Jing looked aside, shook his head, and said secretly: "Don't go to Lord Zhang Feng, I'll go back directly." ”

He didn't see it, from beginning to end, there were always two pairs of eyes looking at him, and the owners of these two pairs of eyes were naturally Zhang Xiaoliang and the old man in black robes. "Uncle Shi, what do you say about this disciple?" "Calm and kind-hearted, but that's a good thing, maybe a bad thing." After saying this, the old man's eyes closed again, Zhang Xiaoliang glanced at the old man, did not speak, and retreated. Such an action is just like Chu Jing.

In the next month, Chu Jing's punishment for miscellaneous servants could be canceled because of the completion of the task. Every day after that, except for a few necessary things, the rest of the time spent in the cave. The pill was eaten at a crazy speed, except for the excessive medicinal power of Ning Zhi Dan, he ate it for three days before he finished it, and the rest of the time was poured at the rate of one bottle a day. Finally on the night of the last day, Chu Jing, broke through! Eight layers of condensation!

"Whew." opened his eyes a little helplessly, and the bottles and cans on the ground still made Chu Jing feel a little frustrated. "It seems that I still overestimate my talent." Secretly smiled bitterly, lowered his head and began to clean up.

Looking up, it was not too early, and a light moon was hanging in the sky. In a good mood, Chu Jing looked up and decided to go out for a walk. The silence of the mountain behind it, only this gust of cold wind, sucking Chu Jing's skin, shivered without warning.

"What's going on?" Chu Jing was suddenly a little strange, he was also an immortal cultivator, how could he not withstand this natural cold. The bright moon hung in the sky, quietly looking at the quiet people on the ground. The whiteness of this body has its own meaning of being out of the dust, and under the beautiful face, there is a little loneliness.

"Luo Yingxue." He didn't expect that he would see her at this time, maybe no man could be indifferent to her appearance, let alone that he was just a teenager after all. "Snow." The body trembled violently, Chu Jing's eyes were deeply imprinted, and a figure slowly embraced Luo Yingxue into his arms. This figure, although his body shape has changed a lot, his appearance has not changed at all.

"Moyang Mountain." Chu Jing muttered to himself, but immediately, his eyes appeared indeed, shocked! Ten layers of condensation, in just one month, Mo Yang Mountain's strength has actually changed to a ten-layer realm! He didn't continue to look at it, and he didn't understand what he had to do with them, and he couldn't understand it.

Mo Yang Mountain, what happened in this month, I don't want to know, everyone has an incredible place, so why bother to pursue it. Perhaps only this kind of smart person can get Luo Yingxue's heart. The lonely heart seems to be the first heartbeat, but unfortunately, it is just wishful thinking, maybe even wishful thinking.

Luo Yingxue buried her head deep in his arms, and the moonlight sprinkled on this white delicate face. Mo Yangshan gently stroked the long hair and sniffed it lightly. "Are you sure to defeat Xu Zimo and them?" "They, they've lived far too long." "You want to kill them?" "Why, can't you?" "Whatever you want."

The sun is still rising, and today will be the beginning of it all.