Zhongzhou Continent, the inner city of the Imperial City of Tianhe Kingdom, as far as the eye can see, is full of Feige Liudan, Qionglou Yuyu, Gaomen Zhu Wall, floors and pavilions, all the way to the end of the line of sight, magnificent and magnificent.

Intricate golden inscriptions were engraved on the ground, like molten gold, bursting with dazzling light, gathering all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, entangled with the rich dragon qi, rising from the ground, forming a land tornado, shrouded in the sky above the imperial city.

In the middle, on the left side of a slightly shorter golden palace, there is a real dragon phantom, and under the dragon's head, a young man in a white python robe stands with his hands in his hands, looking into the distance.

Like the posture of the dragon, the watch of the sun and the moon, it is the fourth prince Gao Yu.

In just a few months, Gao Yu traveled directly from half a step away to the realm of manifestation, which can be described as a bit shocking.

However, looking at its aura, it seems that it is vaguely unstable, and it should be made by receiving the empowerment of the exercises, not by one's own cultivation.

Obviously, Gao Yu is also in this stormy time, and he can't care about leaving some sequelae, but also to raise his strength as soon as possible in order to protect himself.

With a slight lift of his left hand, a figure stepped out of the shadows.

This person is thin and tall, like a bamboo pole, and his whole body is shrouded in hats and big hats, which makes him look mysterious and mysterious.

However, judging from the aura emanating from his body, he turned out to be a fake infant monk who had completed the consummation of the Dan, and had even begun to shatter the Dan and turn into a baby, and was about to step into the realm of the Yuan Infant!

After his hands clenched into fists and bowed respectfully, an old and hoarse voice came from under the hat, "What does Your Highness command?"

Gao Yu didn't look back and said: "Elder Liu, the next step is for you to leave the country and secretly protect Brother Zhao's safety, so that he will not be assassinated by the Blood Luo Sect or my two imperial brothers again on the way here." ”

After the old man surnamed Liu was silent for a moment, his figure did not move, but said with some hesitation: "Is this person really worthy of His Highness's such kindness? Besides, now that there is an undercurrent surging, what if anything happens to Your Highness as soon as I leave." ”

Gao Yu smiled and shook his head, "Brother Zhao is my friend who shares Gao Yu's life and death, if he doesn't come forward, not only me, I'm afraid that the entire Tianhe Continent will really have millions of corpses at the moment, so it is naturally worthy of my courtesy." ”

He squinted his eyes suddenly, and a sharp light bloomed in his long narrow eyes, "Moreover, I have a hunch that whether or not I can win this game with the two brothers depends on Brother Zhao." ”

When the old man heard this, after his body shook, he immediately clenched his fists and said yes, and his body was like a breeze, which instantly dissipated.

At the same time, millions of miles away from the Imperial City of Middle-earth, Zhao Shenbi was flying unhurriedly in the wind and thunder Xuanzhou, all the way north.

At present, Zhao Shenbi, whether it is his appearance or body shape, has undergone tremendous changes.

When he left the sect, he used a secret technique called "Wuxiang Jue" to transform himself into a young man with a cold face, narrow eyes, and a sense of evil.

In addition, at this moment, he is dressed in black, carrying a long and narrow knife as black as ink on his back, free and uninhibited, looking like a ranger swordsman who licks blood at the edge of the knife all year round.

This time, he did not go directly to the northwest and take a giant flying boat in the Xianjia ferry called "Flying Bird", but made a detour to the north and went straight to the gate of Jinxian Villa.

At present, after flying for more than a thousand miles, he finally came to a mortal kingdom called "Daquan", and this Golden String Villa is hidden in the inner city of the imperial city.

Zhao Shenbi didn't feel any surprise at this, although the imperial city is the weight of a country, but after all, it is only for mortals.

And this royal family of Daquan Country must be secretly supported by Jinxian Villa.

After making an alliance with him, Zhao Xiuyun was supposed to go with the contract in person, but what he didn't expect was that Zhao Xiuyun's cultivation took so long this time, and he directly closed the death pass, so he had to let him, as the young sect master, go on a trip in person.

When he thought about it, he had already entered a no-man's land, and came to the inner city of the imperial city, outside the sect that was hidden by a large array.

Although this inscription formation was already visible to him at the moment, he still did not break in rudely, but sent out a transmission note seal to inform him.

After a cup of tea, a group of female cultivators with excellent appearance and temperament, under the leadership of Jin Li, came out to greet each other, and he came to the golden and brilliant mountain gate in this group of warblers and swallows.

Jinxian Villa is worthy of being a merchant sect, and even the buildings in the sect are built like a giant Xianjiafang City, exhausting the style of luxury.

And the disciples' cultivation cave mansion is built like an inn, row upon row, in an orderly manner.

At present, the disciples who came and went in his sect, seeing that Zhao Shenbi was actually greeted by Jin Li himself, couldn't help but be full of curiosity and doubts, and they all talked crookedly about this distinguished guest who had never met before.

What puzzled him was that Zhao Ningxiang, who was a son of the Dao, did not seem to be in the sect, but that Jin Li and Zhao Shenbi swore by essence blood and made this thousand-year covenant.

In this way, the two sects can be regarded as a real alliance of life and death, advancing and retreating together, and they are inseparable.

Under the manipulation of Jin Li's arrangement, dozens of Xianjiafang markets under his disciples immediately hung up the name of Donglin Sect, changed their appearance, and began to vigorously publicize and expand.

And the two of them sat opposite each other in a simple and plain hall in the back mountain of Jinxian Villa, contrary to the extravagant and gorgeous style, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

Zhao Shenbi learned from Jin Li that after Zhao Ningxiang got the glowing futon, he immediately began to retreat in the cave under the pouring of the sect's resources.

And Jinxian Villa also did not hesitate to spend money, smashing countless spirit stones and pills, even if it was a pile, it was necessary to pile Zhao Ningxiang into a Jindan Earth Immortal in the shortest possible time to support the overall situation of the sect.

Zhao Shenbi couldn't help but sigh secretly, now that he couldn't see Zhao Ningxiang's side, he was more or less involuntarily lost in his heart, and even the refreshing spiritual tea in his hand seemed to have become tasteless.

After saying a polite farewell to Jin Li, Zhao Shenbi immediately controlled the wind and thunder Xuanzhou again in the surprised and envious eyes of countless disciples of Jinxian Villa, setting off a thrilling wind and thunderstorm roar, and disappeared into the sky.

Above the canopy, a smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Shenbi's mouth, and he reached out and gently stroked the space ring on his finger.

And among its spatial rings, there are three more golden radiances at this moment, exuding a good spiritual pressure of the Soldier Talisman Armor Pill, the size of an egg, but it contains extremely terrifying energy, which makes people can't help but be shocked when they see it.

It was the time of parting, the three treasures sent by Jin Li himself.

This kind of soldier armor pill is different from the puppet that can be used repeatedly as long as it consumes spirit stones, but it is a one-time consumable, and it is better to use it with a very low threshold, and it only needs to be activated and infused with enough spirit stones at one time, and it can be incarnated into a soldier who does not know pain and is not afraid of death, and does not need to be controlled by the holder, and can fight and kill the enemy by himself.

And the armor pill in Zhao Shenbi's hand is three extremely precious water-attribute three-grade armor pills, which can summon three fierce soldiers in the early stage of the Manifestation Realm to fight for a stick of incense.

However, the fly in the ointment is that although the armor pill is a warrior in the manifest realm, he cannot summon and summon the war spirit like a monk, and he has a realm and strong spiritual power, but the means are relatively simple and clumsy.

Fortunately, he is not afraid of death, but he is barely comparable to a spiritual monk.

However, the cost and consumption of urging are also extremely terrifying, and each Soldier Talisman Pill will cost a full 1,000 lower-grade spirit stones to complete the charge.

If it was placed half a year ago, it would be a thousand yuan, even if it was a hundred spirit stones, it would be an astronomical amount for Zhao Shenbi, although it was not a break at the moment, but it was definitely not something that could be squandered at will.

Fortunately, Jin Li is also a good person to the end, and even the three thousand spirit stones needed to urge the nail pill were also given to Zhao Shenbi, which made him feel very grateful.

After a few harvests, the hole cards and methods in Zhao Shenbi's hands are also more terrifying, even if he encounters a strong person in the Manifestation Realm, he can easily win it in the case of consuming a part of the treasures, and he does not have to fight across the border like before, which makes him deeply injured and exhausted.

He even faintly felt that even if he was an ordinary Jindan monk, he was confident that he would defeat and kill it without the second sword qi coming out, but the price he paid would inevitably be extremely heavy.

Of course, if it wasn't a last resort, he still didn't want such a thrilling and terrifying battle.

After all, although Monk Jindan's storage bag is good, for his current self, it can't erase his soul imprint at all.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shenbi couldn't help but feel a sense of pain in his heart.

After Ren Shui was shot by one of his arrows, I don't know if he didn't carry it at all, or if he was annihilated by Zhao Shenbi with a blow, but he didn't find the shadow of half a storage bag, which made him very depressed.

At this moment, under Zhao Shenbi's crazy flight day and night, he had quickly left the Donglin Sect thousands of miles away, and as far as his eyes could see, he would no longer see the rolling seawater.

Under the gate of the Heavenly Gate, the immortal ferry "Flying Bird", which was built with the great divine power of the Yuanying monk and suspended between the clouds, also gradually appeared in the field of vision.

For this extremely mysterious Heavenly Gate, Zhao Shenbi is also full of curiosity.

It has never quarreled with the world, and has never been alone, and has neither a fang market nor a control of the spirit stone veins, only relying on this immortal ferry called Flying Bird, leading to the middle of the continent, relying on the transportation of goods to and fro, and the payment of the monks who ride the boat, to earn spirit stones, for the consumption of the sect.

The number of people in Tianmen is very small, no more than a thousand up and down, but without exception, the disciples above the Far Journey Realm under the door are all inscription masters, and the inscriptions are greatly respected in the sect, which can be called crazy.

Therefore, Tianmen is also quite polite to the inscription masters who are strange and inhabitable in the cultivation realm, for example, in this flying bird ferry, all inscription masters are regarded as first-class guests.

Zhao Shenbi originally wanted to keep a low profile when he traveled this time, and he didn't intend to show himself as a high-grade inscription master at all, nor did he think about seeking any privileges here, but judging from the current situation, it seems that he can no longer hide it.

Because the last ticket for the ferry boat this month was actually bought by himself under the cutting of an inscription master at the lower level.

At this moment, this short stature, but his unattractive inscription master was looking at Zhao Shenbi arrogantly, full of sarcasm.

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