Chu Zheng slowly lowered his arm, thinking carefully, this feeling had indeed never been felt before.

Perform the Gaze Qi technique again, and look at the sky. The green mountains are still green mountains, and the green trees are still green trees, but both the sky and the earth are full of fiery and unrestrained fiery. This kind of heat may roast people, and it will also make the grass and green trees look listless, but it is really full of active enthusiasm, plausible enthusiasm.

As we get closer to noon, this enthusiasm grows until the air boils over the scorching sun.

Chu Zheng pinched the trick under the abdomen with his left hand, and pointed to the sky with two fingers in his right hand, the hot air seemed to have found an outlet, and frantically converged around Chu Zheng's body, and soon Chu Zheng felt that his whole body was wrapped in this scorching airflow, and this scorching heaven and earth qi squeezed into his body along every inch of his skin, strengthening every trace of flesh and blood. The Laogong acupoints in the palms, the springs on the soles of the feet and the Baihui acupoints on the top of the head are all converging into the body in a hot stream, burning the meridians and making the body boil. And this heat flow still didn't stop, and finally converged towards the Divine Court, making the mana in the Divine Court even fuller.

"The condensation of mana is three times that of the half-step innate one, and the absorption speed is five times that of the previous one. After more than half an hour, Chu Zheng slowly collected his work, and he already had an accurate understanding in his heart.

Ordinary monks, whether it is a foundation building period law cultivation or an innate stage martial cultivation, their mana strength condensation is the same, and whether it is the early stage of foundation building or the peak, the condensation is the same, what changes is the total amount of their mana strength, and what changes is the short-term output of mana strength that their body can withstand. Therefore, now his mana strength has surpassed all the foundation building innate beings, and the body's endurance now surpasses most of the foundation building middle stage, and as his cultivation becomes more and more stable, it will become even stronger.

Although it was just past noon at this time, Chu Zheng no longer cultivated. Both the divine court and the body felt hot and dry, and there was a restless mood.

Taking out the tea set and putting the tea leaves on the stone table, Chu Zhengzhan flew down to the lake, found a water bag to fill it with water, and flew back halfway up the mountain. At this time, Yaoyao also flew over with Chu Zheng, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, do you want to drink tea, my sister's tea art has been praised by Uncle Meng Yan." Without waiting for Chu Zheng to say anything, he had already snatched the water bag, then took out a jade bottle from his waist, poured water into the jade bottle, held the jade bottle in both hands and emitted a trace of heat, and did not raise his head to look at Chu Zheng from beginning to end.

Chu Zheng sat on her stone bench and watched her movements calmly, feeling Chu Zheng's gaze, Yaoyao's face was crimson, and her heart was beating rapidly.

Looking at the valley, some people in the valley immediately panicked and avoided Chu Zheng's gaze, as if they were afraid that Chu Zheng would notice them.

"You're brave. Chu Zheng sighed softly. Yaoyao took the initiative to treat herself so actively, I am afraid that many people in the valley will have some ideas in their hearts, and they are by no means encouraging ideas. As a woman, Yaoyao knew the contempt in their eyes and the mockery in their hearts.

"Uncle Meng Yan said that when you like someone, you are more wronged in your heart, and the taste of liking people is that you are willing to bear such grievances. The smile on the corner of Yaoyao's mouth was a little bitter at first, but turned sweet in the end.

Before the water boiled, Yaoyao washed the tea once, brewed the tea for the second time, and poured it into the teacup. The process is not complicated, but it is elegant. Tea is an ordinary spiritual tea, but it inexplicably makes Chu Zheng feel more fragrant and refreshing.

Chu Zheng lowered his eyelids and tasted tea, but he could feel the bitterness at the corners of Yaoyao's mouth when he left without looking. Chu Zhengai couldn't help this, she shouldn't be emotional.

The only thing Chu Zheng could do was to drink tea silently, although drinking this tea made his heart even hotter.

As the sun sets, the qi of heaven and earth seems warmer, like warm water made from boiling water. The cultivation in the middle of the night completely calmed the mind, the divine court, and the body.

On the third day, Chu Zheng's breath was completely restrained, and he explained to Shang Fei, and then flew towards Tiantai Peak.

There are still 100 miles away from the top of the rooftop, only to see four big red sedan chairs in the sky in front of them walking out of thin air, there are four sliding rods flying in the air on both sides of the big red sedan chair, but the big red sedan chair does not have the slightest sense of festivity, red is the red of blood, the sliding rod material is as black as ink, and you can feel the wind gusting at a glance from afar. On each pole was a monk dressed in black robes. At this moment, the sun is empty, but it makes people feel cold all over the body.

Chu Zheng didn't plan to make trouble, and his body shook for a moment and flew past the sliding rod.

"Hurry up and die and be reincarnated!" the young man with a pale face and high cheekbones on the slide scolded with a hideous face, and his voice was dry and uncomfortable.

Chu Zheng stepped on the air, turned around and looked at the other party calmly, and asked in a calm tone, "Are you talking about me?"

The young man with prominent cheekbones couldn't help but feel his heart jump when he came into contact with Chu Zheng's calm gaze, and quickly turned his head to look at the four big red sedan chairs and three sliding rods parked in the air, the existence of the same door immediately gave him confidence, and the silent taunt of the same door immediately made him angry, raised his hand and pointed at Chu Zheng and scolded angrily: "Of course it's you! You are in a hurry to die......

Chu Zheng's figure was already above this person's head for a moment, and he stepped towards the top of the other person's head.

With a strange scream, this person suddenly stood up on the sliding rod, and a miserable white long fang appeared out of thin air in his hand, and raised his hand to stab at the soles of Chu Zheng's feet. A white skeleton suddenly appeared at the tip of the fang, and the skeleton opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of black mist, and suddenly the ghost cried wolf howl, and the black mist wrapped the skeleton and pounced on Chu Zheng's legs.

Bang!

There was an extremely dull sound in the sky, the void where Chu Zheng stepped on the void shook with his feet, and the skull monster wrapped in black mist fell down with a scream, and under the powerful energy, the monk with protruding cheekbones flew down with a panicked expression.

"Want to run?" Chu Zheng's body fell rapidly, and finally caught up with the other party at a height of ten zhang above the ground, and stepped on the top of his head again.

"Ahh

Bang!

Chu Zheng stepped on the air with his right foot again, and the ripples in the air were visible to the naked eye. Several black spears collided immediately upon contact with the ripples.

The gap between the innate and the state is not half a step, but heaven and earth.

With a thud, the black-robed monk fell to the ground, and Chu Zheng followed closely and stepped on the other party's head.

Bang!

The slider fell a few feet away, and the frightened black-robed monk suddenly shuddered, babbling and wanting to open his mouth to beg for mercy but his mouth could not open.

"Be merciful to your fellow Daoists!"

With a coquettish shout, seven monks surrounded Chu Zheng, four women and three men, the women were dressed in red robes, each with a white face as white as jade, and a coquettish face, holding a white bone whip in their hands, and the three men were dressed in black robes with pale faces, holding white bone fangs in their hands.

Seven people surrounded Chu Zheng, but the encirclement was too big, and everyone was ten zhang away from Chu Zheng. There is no momentum in vain, only vigilance.

Chu Zheng glanced at the woman who spoke, looked down at the black-robed young man at his feet, and said flatly: "If you don't die, you won't die, your character of death should die early!"

With a bang, the black-robed young man's head was completely shattered, his red and white brains splashed, and the corpse wrapped in the black robe shook and then lay on the ground softly.

Spare him, show mercy to his subordinates, even if this kind of deadly character bypasses him, he will not be grateful to Dade, but will hide in the dark like a poisonous snake and wait for an opportunity. Since such a man has become an enemy, let him die!

With a grab with his left hand, he put away the opponent's storage bag, and with his right hand, he put the sliding rod and the white bone fangs into the storage bag. Chu Zheng kicked the ground with his right foot and shook the red and white things on his boots and flew into the air at the same time, and flew towards the top of the mountain hundreds of miles away.

Some of the seven people on the ground looked at each other, and some lowered their heads to hide the fear in their hearts.

What does it mean to be ruthless? The face is hideous, the heart is ruthless, and the seven people present, whether male or female, are all ruthless. But seeing Chu Zheng's calmness, they could only tremble in their hearts. If you don't use your hands, you can even walk around, but as soon as you move your hands, you kill, kill calmly, everything is indifferent, including life.

The peak of Tiantai Peak is ten zhang Tiantai, and when Chu Zheng landed on the top of the mountain, there were already three groups of people occupying three corners.

Zhang Qing of the Wanfa Sect occupied the southwest corner, and the five trialists behind him held their chests with their cold hands one foot away from Zhang Qing.

In the northwest corner, a monk with long hair fluttering and a cold face also held his hands on his chest, and his aura was sometimes thick and sometimes cold, Chu Zheng could see at a glance that this person had built a foundation. Behind him, eight young men and women with long swords on their backs, and the people who attacked Chu Zheng a few days ago were standing among them.

In the northeast corner, an elegant young man carried his hands behind his back, and his aura was also shaking, and behind him were eight young men and women.

Chu Zheng flew off the platform and did not stand on Zhang Qing's right side, but landed on the left side of Leng Shou, waved his hand and took out a Taishi chair, went up to it, glanced meaningfully at the young man who attacked him in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, took a sip of wine and closed his eyes slightly.

Feeling Chu Zheng's gaze, the young man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect turned pale. Of course, in Chen Dong's words, they are all little white faces, and no matter how white they are, others can't see it.

In the distance, four big red sedan chairs and three sliding rods flew from afar.

With a whoosh, four women and three men rushed into the sky, waved their hands to put away the red sedan chair and the sliding pole, and seven people fell to the rooftop.

At this moment, a red cloud in the distance floated rapidly, rushing past and landing seven people standing on the rooftop, and then the big red sleeves flipped like flowers blooming, and a beautiful woman wearing a red light veil with skin like a jade figure stood on the rooftop with her hands behind her back, and the red long sleeves mopping the floor behind her. At the same time, four women and three men fell behind the women.

"Thirty-four of the thirty-six trialists have only come, and it seems that the competition between the Ten Thousand Law Sect and the Yin Netherworld Sect is fierce. The elegant monk headed by Donglin Pavilion arched his hand and said: "Donglin Pavilion Qi Dongrui." ”

The little white face with a cold face at the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect said lightly: "The sword of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is in the sky. ”

"Yin Netherworld Sect, poetry red. The red-clothed woman of the Netherworld Sect had a cold face, but her voice was as crisp and pleasant as a dripping spring.

The three of them turned their eyes to the people of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, three of the four major sects present had already appeared as trialist leaders, and only the Ten Thousand Law Sect was still scattered.

The trialists of Donglin Pavilion and the Ten Thousand Sword Sect looked at the Ten Thousand Law Sect, and their eyes gradually became fierce. With such a Ten Thousand Law Sect trialists, it might be a better choice to keep them here.