Chen Luoyang gently knocked on his portable jade pendant.

There was a flash of red light on the jade pendant.

After waiting for a moment, the red light flashed again

Chen Luoyang waited patiently.

In the evening of that day, he felt someone approaching the dark underworld.

Under Chen Luoyang's control, the dark world opened a path.

Zhang Tianheng walked in with a package the size of a hill in his hand: "Sect Master, what you ordered." ”

He put down the items one by one: "There are a total of one hundred and four poisonous weeds and poisonous flowers here, as well as the sap squeezed from the branches and leaves of the Cangyun Spiritual Spring, Wuxu Mud, Longshou Sand, and Lingxin Tree......"

"Good. Chen Luoyang bowed: "Over there in the Shenzhou Continent, I'll leave it to you, especially pay attention to the appearance of the new Void Portal." ”

Zhang Tianheng bowed: "Subordinates obey orders." ”

Chen Luoyang looked him up and down and nodded slightly: "The entry is good." ”

"It's all thanks to the cultivation and guidance of the sect master. Zhang Tianheng knelt on one knee, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

The Ancient God Sect unified Shenzhou, and in terms of resource sorting and collection, it was naturally much stronger than when it was only in the southern wilderness before.

The cultivation strength of the masters in the Ancient God Sect naturally benefited from it.

Zhang Tianheng was already extraordinarily talented, but his entry into the sect was relatively late compared to Wang Fei, Nie Guangyuan, Xiao Yuntian and others, and his contact with the superior martial arts of the Ancient God Sect was shorter, so his cultivation realm was slightly inferior.

He had already reached the peak of the tenth realm before, and he could break through at any time.

After taking over the position of the first seat of the White Tiger Palace, he swept through Shenzhou with the Ancient God Sect, and his spirit was high, and he naturally reached the eleventh realm.

And with the integration and collection of the vast land resources of Shenzhou by the Ancient God Sect, especially after the continuous battles with the Hongchen masters on the snowy plateau of Chen Luoyang and the East China Sea, Zhang Tianheng also benefited again.

Now his whole person's spirit is different from before, but he still owes some time to accumulate water grinding work, but he is not far from the twelfth realm.

Chen Luoyang watched the other party leave, nodded first in his heart, and then shook his head.

As his own cultivation strength grew, the repulsion of the vast land of Shenzhou on him became more and more.

When the time is right and you are ready, you will go to the Red Dust Realm after all.

After going there, how can I not say it first, in order to maintain enough control on the vast land side of Shenzhou, you need a capable person to be in charge.

At present, because of the harvest from Hongchen and the integration of resources in the vast land of Shenzhou, the ancient god sect of Shenzhou as a whole will inevitably usher in a leap.

I just don't know if the speed will be in time.

If you go to the Red Dust Realm by yourself, if you are completely isolated from the head church, you won't mention it, and if you want to have a plan in the head church, then you also need to bring familiar cronies up.

At that time, who will go to Hongchen and who will stay in the vast land of Shenzhou still needs to be carefully considered.

Chen Luoyang cleaned up his mood and took care of his current cultivation first.

He first took treasures such as Tianxin Sand, Tianlin Nectar, Cangyun Lingquan, Wuxu Mud, Longshou Sand, and other treasures, and reconciled them.

Then, start a thing that seems to be completely out of step with martial arts training.

Pottery.

It's just that Chen Luoyang's pottery-making technique is completely different from the craftsmanship of ordinary craftsmen.

The way he makes the blank, no matter how you look at it, looks like he is serving a strange fist fight.

When one billet was scrapped, Chen Luoyang replaced it with another one, persevering.

With this process, a fist intent gradually condensed and formed.

In front of Chen Luoyang, an ancient god also gradually stood and looked at him.

As the clay blank was completed, Chen Luoyang fired it into shapes.

A black clay pot with a simple and concise appearance appeared in front of Chen Luoyang's eyes.

Chen Luoyang clenched his fist forward with five fingers in one hand, holding the fist frame, and waved his other hand in the air.

There were hundreds of poisonous weeds and poisonous flowers, all of which flew in front of him, densely distributed in the air.

Chen Luoyang took them one by one, bit half of them and swallowed them, and put the other half into the black clay pot he fired in turn.

Every kind of poisonous weed, let alone mortals who don't practice martial arts, even if they are martial artists with medium and low cultivation take it, they will die violently in an instant, without any hope of survival.

However, with Chen Luoyang's cultivation today, these poisonous flowers and poisonous herbs are actually not much different from ordinary spirit flowers and spiritual grasses.

Eat it directly, even if you don't use it to resolve it, it has no effect, and the amount adds up to no use.

There are only a very limited few, so he needs to pay a little attention, silently use Xuangong, and eliminate the influence.

After all the one hundred and four poisonous flowers and poisonous herbs were consumed, Chen Luoyang's fist changed slightly.

In the eyes of that god, there was a flash of divine light, as if the real ancient gods and demons had descended on this human world.

In the black clay pot in front of him, many poisons gathered, and purple poisonous smoke had begun to gradually grow, and even showed a faint brilliance of various colors.

It looks colorful, but it makes people feel creepy when they see it.

Chen Luoyang's face was as usual, and his fist momentum changed slightly again.

The god stretched out his palm and enveloped the black clay pot.

Little by little, time passed.

With the passage of time, Chen Luoyang's fist intent became more and more condensed and exquisite.

Later, the huge divine appearance disappeared, and the fist intent became stronger and stronger.

Chen Luoyang's own palm pressed on the black clay pot.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

The palm of the hand does not move, and the black clay pot at the bottom of the palm "snaps" to crack a gap.

More crevices followed, until the black clay pot shattered completely.

However, after the clay pot shattered, the hundreds of poisons that were originally sealed in it were all gone, and not even the slightest bit of scum and ashes could be seen.

It's as if they were never sealed in a clay pot.

The many fragments of the black clay pot after it shattered did not stop, and quickly turned into powder one by one, getting thinner and thinner, until they all disappeared completely.

It was as if Chen Luoyang had never fired such a black clay pot.

He withdrew his palm, sat cross-legged and motionless silently, breathing, silently reciting the boxing scriptures, and comprehending the boxing method.

In his mind, the mysterious black pot reappeared, and the surface flashed with a dark golden light.

On the surface of the pot, a circle of simple but mysterious runes flickered.

And in this dark golden light, the god was faintly visible.

As Chen Luoyang finished his work, the dark golden brilliance in his eyes turned black again, and the deity projected from the light on the mysterious black pot in his mind also disappeared.

Chen Luoyang let out a breath slowly, got up and walked out of the stone hall, looking at the dark underground world in front of him.

Outside the stone hall, in the darkness, a towering god tree, the surface of which flashed with a faint blue light, from which there was a graceful artistic conception of power, echoing with the dark underground world in front of him, communicating with each other and promoting each other.

............

In the red dust, the battle between the righteous and the demon is still going on, and there are even signs of intensification.

However, in the war, Xiaoxitian and Tianhe were in the same vein, and each had a master who retreated from the line of fire and went to Nanchu.

"Master Shankong, Mr. Gao, you have come from afar, Hua has missed the distance. ”

Hua Longtao, the general of Southern Chu Shenwu, bowed his hand.

In front of him, there were two people, an old monk in gray, and a middle-aged man who looked like he was about forty years old.

The old monk is the old master of Xiaoxi Tiansu, and he clasped his palms together at this time: "General Hua is polite." ”

The middle-aged man on the other side is Gao Nanzhai, a master of Tianhe Yimai Kendo "Yang Yan Sword".

He looked at Hua Longtao in front of him and asked, "General Hua, what you said before, there are enough Qiankun orders for me to wait for the heaven and earth under the red dust?"

Hua Longtao, the general of the Southern Chu Shenwu, replied: "There is only one Qiankun Order of the Xiantian Palace, but my court has also raised a Heavenly Descending Stone and a roll of empty Ming Veil, which is enough to ensure that the three of us will descend to the vast land of Shenzhou under the red dust together." ”

Gao Nanzhai nodded: "In this way, it is no better, this time we will definitely get rid of Chen Luoyang and avenge Senior Brother Yang and Senior Brother Yu." ”

He turned his head to look at Master Shankong of Xiao Xitian: "This time, Master Lao has come out of the mountain. ”

Master Shankong clasped his palms together: "Amitabha, the high donor is serious." ”

"The Demon Treasure is mysterious, and if there is no master to bring the Jizo Wheel down the red dust, it will be difficult to restrain the other party's means. Gao Nanzhai said: "Senior Brother Yang, they have learned from the past, and we have to guard against it." ”

He said, looking at Hua Longtao: "There is also General Lao Hua who has taken action to restrain the devil's 'harvest'." ”

Hua Longtao smiled: "As long as there is no suppression of the earth's netherworld, with Mr. Gao's swordsmanship, although the 'harvest' has an impact, it is also harmless." ”

Gao Nanzhai said: "A little deviation is deadly enough, careless, if the devil doesn't have some real talent and real learning, even if he has a strange treasure in his hand, he can't harm Senior Brother Yang's life." ”

"What Mr. Gao said is very true. Hua Longtao said: "The secret of his treasure is leaked, I think we will be wary of it, we need to be careful that there are also people from the Ancient God Sect who have come to Hongchen to secretly help him." ”

"Although this dynasty is fighting a fierce war with the Ancient God Cult, as long as one of them goes down, it may affect the situation of the battle. ”

The Nanchu general said: "So Hua thinks that we may need more masters to help." ”

Gao Nanzhai muttered: "There are no suitable people in this gate for the time being. ”

Tianhe is not expensive, although the people are thin, but most of them are strong, and all of them can almost be called heirlooms.

But after all, the number of people is too small, and when it comes to the fifteenth realm, it is even more limited.

Yang Xuan is dead, the king is not there, and he has to take into account the battle with the blood river, and it is already the limit to be able to separate a Gao Nanzhai.

Although there are many people in Xiao Xitian, it is difficult to have more candidates for the descendants of the fifteenth realm.

Hua Longtao, the general of the Southern Chu Shenwu, said: "Hua naturally understands this, why is this not the case in our dynasty? But fortunately, there are other masters who can accompany him, and he himself has treasures that can descend under the red dust. ”

Both Gao Nansai and Master Shankong asked, "I don't know which fellow Daoist it is?"

Hua Longtao took out a talisman and lit it, and the talisman turned into brilliance and floated in mid-air.

Then he reached out and smeared the light a few times.

Soon after the light dissipated, Gao Nansai and Master Zensora sensed at the same time that someone was approaching in the distance.

Before anyone could show up, Master Shankong clasped his palms together and whispered the Buddha's name, while Gao Nanzhai frowned slightly.

When the other party appeared, Gao Nanzhai suddenly glared at Hua Longtao.

"People from Fuso Island?"

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