Zheng Lin's eyes were staring at a strong red light, and he was already congested with excitement.

His fingers, all trembling, took this Fang Yuan Stone, and said in a trembling voice: "This is ...... Yuanshi?"

Zhou Luo smiled and said, "Yes, this is Yuanshi, the reward I get." ”

Zheng Lin let out a long breath, and it took a moment for him to stabilize his expression, and resolutely handed back Yuanshi, saying, "Zhou Luo, I will also call you Senior Brother Zhou Luo again, I understand your intentions." However, this Yuan Stone is too precious for our low-level disciples, and with this Fang Yuan Stone, with your talent, it will not be difficult to reach the Ninth Layer of Consummation......! You can't ask for this square yuan stone. ”

Zhou Luo laughed, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and grabbed the Nine Directions Yuan Stone from the hidden void bag, put it in front of him, and said: "Zheng Lin, you are really good! I have obtained the Ten Directions Yuan Stone, do you still care about this side? If you take it to cultivate, you must break through the fourth layer of Qi cultivation and reach the realm of the fifth layer, and break the position of the master for you, so that I can help you become an official disciple from a registered disciple! I think, now that I say a word, your Liuyun Master can give you this title as a matter of course!"

Zheng Lin's eyes widened, and he said incredulously: "Zhou Luo...... I heard that this kind of thing is a very precious item, and almost all cultivators need it, even if it is our Xuantian Palace, it is impossible to send out the Ten Directions Yuan Stone casually! Back then, I heard Master Liuyun say that when she broke through the Nine Layers of Qi Cultivation and reached the Dan Yuan Realm, she was rewarded with a Yuan Stone to maintain the realm......

Zhou Luo said: "Senior Brother Chihuang said that last year, we discovered a large high-grade yuan stone vein in our Xuantian Palace, so we can be so generous. ”

"I see. Zheng Linfu thought about it for a moment, and then he made up his mind and said, "Zhou Luo, I took this Fang Yuan Stone!"

"Okay!" Zhou Luo was overjoyed and patted him on the shoulder, "It's not too early, I'm in a good mood today, is there still food and drink in the Nine Fold Building......?"

......

In the following days, Zhou Luo and Zheng Lin both fell into a crazy cultivation.

Zhou Luo wants to stabilize his cultivation, hone the mastery of the Imperial Weapon, and refine the flying sword and talisman robe, becoming more and more handy, and after the furnace is perfect, he can try to impact the seventh layer of Qi cultivation and the realm of volleying.

Edgeworth volleys in the air, flying through the void, this is something that countless mortals yearn for. In the eyes of mortals, including the original Zhou Luo, they all thought that those who could fly to the sky were all first-class characters of immortals......

And that Zheng Lin is even more crazy than Zhou Luo!

He completely handed over the matter of the miscellaneous cottage to others for the time being, and every day he was holding Yuan Shouyi, holding that side of the Yuan Stone, absorbing the vitality in it, and impacting his own realm at all costs.

From time to time, Zhou Luo taught him his understanding of the realm of divine consciousness.

In this way, Zhou Luo almost became his mentor. The relationship between the two, from the original Zheng Lin helping him to supporting each other, has now been completely reversed.

On this day, Zhou Luo stood alone in front of the Jiufold Building, flying on the green bridge.

The long waterfall, the silver dragon prematurely, cathartic down, nine turns, smashed on the Bitan, and made a roaring roar. Standing on the Feiqing Bridge, you can quietly listen to the sound that has been weakened by the magic circle, and there is a feeling of washing people's hearts and refreshing people's hearts.

The gilded sword turned into a golden streamer, as agile as a spirit snake, active around his body, within ten zhang, he could swim and move freely. Suddenly, under the guidance of Zhou Luo's divine sense, the gilded sword suddenly exploded, and the sword light was open, more than five feet long and three feet wide, like a huge golden door panel, which was led by his fingers and directly pounced on the deep pool below!

The sword light went straight into the water, and after the exhalation, a large cloud of golden light lifted up a large area of water light, rising into the sky.

The waves of water provoked by the gilded sword light are more than a thousand catties.

"Enough power!"

Zhou Luo was overjoyed.

The sword light floated in front of him again, and he calmly moved his feet, jumped forward, and flew on top of the gilded sword light.

The sword light was like a shuttle, suspended in the faint air.

Zhou Luo stood on top of it, shaking slightly, but quickly stabilized. He was like a newly-learned boatman, a oar, and with a gentle finger of his hand, the sword light under his feet, the golden shuttle, slowly slid forward in the air......

"Volley! volley! I ...... It's flying!"

There is no way to describe how he feels at this moment.

Because he was originally just a mortal in the world, he believed that those who could volley the void were first-class figures of immortals. He slowly stepped on the gilded sword light, circled the nine-fold building, and flew for a week, and there was a feeling of fluttering immortals, as if he was about to be feathered by the wind.

This thought arose from the depths of his heart, but immediately, his divine consciousness saw that in the depths of his heart, in the round sky, there was a monument standing there.

So all thoughts were suppressed smoothly.

Upstairs in the nine folds, Zheng Lin poked his head out and opened his mouth wide, incredulously: "Zhou Luo...... It's only been less than a month, and you've actually refined again, reaching the seventh layer of Qi training, the realm of volleying!"

It's horrible!

That's amazing speed!

Zhou Luo pinched the sword technique with one hand, floated behind his back with the other, held his figure steadily, and laughed: "Zheng Lin, you have to work harder, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with me!"

His words were not malicious, but a kind of encouragement.

Zheng Lin clenched his fists tightly and shouted loudly: "Don't worry, I already feel it, I have a sign of breaking through the shackles, maybe, it won't be long before I can really ......"

When he got to the back, he didn't dare to say anything.

Zhou Luo knew that this was not an overnight thing, so he didn't care about him.

"Zheng Lin, you can cultivate here, I will go to the Tibetan Dao Pagoda with my imperial sword, take some jade slips back, and then I can retreat with you again, absorb the vitality in the Yuan Stone, and completely impact the realm, and if I don't reach the consummation, I will never leave the level!"

He waved his hand, and the gilded sword light tore through the air, letting out a huge roar, turning the waterfall on the back of the Nine-Fold Tower, and heading in the direction of the Tibetan Dao Tower.

Zhou Luo couldn't help but let out a long howl. He will fly over the mountains, over the sea of clouds, over the endless earth......

The real one is:

Edgeworth walks in the air, eighteen states in one night.

The avenue is many days and roads, and the white clouds are like dogs.

......

Zhou Luo felt that he had never been so happy.

When he killed Na Zhu Eighteen and became a second-generation disciple of Zhengyuan Peak, he was not so happy. The brilliance of the gilded sword tore through the continuous clouds outside Zhengyuan Peak, supporting him to shuttle through it, which was indeed more than ten times faster than when he leaped between the mountains and forests. He thought about it and thought, this is much more comfortable and pleasant than being carried away in the light of other people's swords, if you really want to compare, maybe only that time, there is a bright girl who flew back to the handyman cottage with him in a daze, which can be compared to this moment.

Zhou Luo's imperial sword bypassed half of the Zhengyuan Peak, came to a mountainside with deep clouds and mist, waved his hand and played the seal passed on to him by Chihuang, and immediately those deep-locked clouds and mist gradually lined up, revealing the large mountainside platform where the Tibetan Dao Tower was located.

Zhou Luo pressed the sword light, carefully fell, and walked straight to the Tibetan Dao Tower.

This time, all the three and four generations of Zhengyuan Peak disciples were respectful to him, and no one would be stupid enough to admit the youngest second-generation disciple wrong, which was tantamount to looking for death by himself.

Zhou Luo entered the Tibetan Dao Tower, returned the jade slips on the first floor, searched again, and found a few useful jade slips, but still let the old way of martial arts record it, but did not leave directly. This time, he wanted to go to the second floor to have a look.

Disciples of the Qi Cultivation Realm can look for jade slips on the first to third floors of the Tibetan Dao Tower, and now Zhou Luo only has the jade slip of Xu Yin's predecessor's Xuantian Xingqi Essentials that has not been returned, because the information in that jade slip is enough for him to cultivate to the ninth level of qi cultivation. And the first floor of the Tibetan Dao Tower, after his several searches, there is not much he needs.

Even if there are still a large number of jade slips of various low-level spells, those things are useless at all, laying a good foundation, working hard to practice qi, and reaching the consummation of the ninth level of qi training as soon as possible is the royal way.

On the second floor of the Tibetan Dao Tower, the person in charge was a Taoist who looked like a middle-aged man, and Zhou Luo didn't ask for his name, but after recording it, he went straight to find the jade slip. The jade slips of the second layer are much more profound than those of the first layer, and some of the spells recorded are no longer those low-level small methods such as gas and condensation, but also some techniques similar to the secret art of qi soldiers to attack and kill, and defend.

Zhou Luo didn't have much interest in practicing the spells of the Qi Realm, but a jade slip of the rune and shield technique caught his attention. This is a kind of condensation talisman and a spell that turns into a talisman shield, which has a certain defensive effect, and it is quite effective for disciples who practice qi realm.

However, the condensation talisman, like alchemy, refining, and formation, all belong to the main line of cultivation of the Tao and Qi practitioners, many of them are their own schools, and there are often some qi practitioners who specialize in refining alchemy, refining tools, or the way of the talisman, and it is said that there are some master-level masters of the formation, and the means are all over the sky, and they are thirsty for by any major sect. Therefore, these types of classic jade slips are generally classified into categories, and they are not on the second floor of the Tibetan Dao Tower, but should be available on the third floor.

Zhou Luo then went to the third floor. Now that he was able to trigger the teleportation array between each layer of the Tibetan Dao Tower, he didn't need the help of the person in charge of each floor.

On the third floor of the Tibetan Dao Tower, he really found a jade slip that was introduced by a low-level talisman and condensed the foundation, and he immediately took it out and took it away.

He didn't have much interest in alchemy, refining tools and magic circles.

Zhou Luo took a few jade slips, walked out of the Tibetan Dao Tower, pointed his hand, and the hidden void sac* in his sleeve came out of the gilded sword, set up the sword light, and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a low shout: "Uncle Zhou!"

Zhou Luo was stunned, his eyes wandered, and he saw a middle-aged Taoist in white clothes standing a few steps away from him, looking at him with a smile.

Zhou Luo asked in surprise, "Are you calling me?"

The middle-aged Taoist shook it to the end: "An Boyao, a third-generation disciple of Fire Refining Peak, meet Uncle Zhou!"

Zhou Luo was even more shocked: "You are a disciple of Fire Refining Peak?"