In the Great Zhou World, three foundation building monks who were chasing and killing Chu Zheng were flying in the air. Suddenly, there was a buzz, and an indescribable wave rippled through the world. The three of them immediately stopped at a high altitude and looked around vigilantly, not seeing any strange places, and even wanted to look at the sky, but still did not feel the source of this fluctuation.

"What's going on?" the red-faced middle-aged man looked around in disbelief. He felt this fluctuation, but he didn't feel the source of the fluctuation, let alone know the cause of the fluctuation, which made him feel a little panicked in his heart.

"I don't know. The Scarface Monk's eyes were no longer cruel, but a little panicked. He felt the inexorability of the fluctuations.

The square-faced middle-aged man looked vigilant, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, but he couldn't think of a reason. The fluctuation of the fragrant flower people came too suddenly, and they went without a trace, which was incredible.

Zhao Gate, under the ancient tree on the top of the mountain, the old man slowly put down the teacup and stood up to look at the west, and muttered to himself after a while: "West Pole, the top of the divine mountain, Tiangang belt." ”

The old man's eyes contained a lot of emotions. There are dignified, apprehensive, curious, and eager to try.

In the Imperial City of Yujing, the young man standing with his hands in his hands looked to the west, his face was solemn for the first time, and he muttered to himself with some hesitation: "The top of the Divine Mountain." ”

Qianyun Sect, behind the upside-down mountain hall, an old man with white hair was fishing. The fishing rod is wicker, and the fishing place is a sea of clouds.

With a snap, the wicker broke, and the old man slowly stood up, "Shending City will appear, and it is so." ”

At the foot of the unknown mountain in Danyuan County, the grandfather and grandson were still sitting there, and the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked to the west, "The way of heaven is unpredictable, and the world is in chaos. ”

At this moment, whether it is the Great Zhou royal family, the four major gates, the six major sects, and the six major demon sects of the West Pole, there are people looking to the west, the top of the mountain that no one has ever climbed, the top of the sacred mountain, the legendary Shending City.

In the trial scene, the monk of Donglin Pavilion went and returned. Lazy and lazy half lying on the top of the mountain, he put two small dishes on a mountain rock beside him, took out the wine gourd and poured a sip, and took a bite of the dish to glance at Chu Zheng.

"Whew, is there another one who wants to use me as a stepping stone?" Turning his head to look north, the young man's face was strange.

A sword light in the distance pierced the sky, and suddenly stagnated a hundred zhang away, revealing a young man with a cold face on his long sword. Sword cultivation, the peak of the realm is born from the heart.

The young man first glanced at the Donglin Pavilion monk, then at Chu Zheng, who was imprisoned in mid-air, and then turned his head to look at the lazy Donglin Pavilion monk on the top of the mountain, and suddenly a sharp aura rose to the sky.

"Really!" The Donglin Pavilion monk suddenly felt that his heart was full of vicissitudes. I'm not very old, I'm a genius, why are all the kids running over and using myself as a stepping stone! With me as a stepping stone, you can all advance to innate and foundation, right? Why didn't I find out that I had a stepping stone talent!

Thinking of the sadness, the monk of Donglin Pavilion immediately roared angrily: "Sensei fucking glared at Lao Tzu! If you want to fight me, Lao Tzu will get out of here immediately!" As for himself, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, getting out of front of the situation from the heart, is better than being used as a stepping stone. Professional stepping stones, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

Cang Chang unsheathed the long sword, and the new sword cultivator was silent, and the long sword behind his back turned into a cold light and slashed towards the young man of Donglin Pavilion.

"Sword cultivation doesn't refine the sword pill, even if you dare to be arrogant!" Four shields suddenly appeared around the Donglin Pavilion monk.

With a bang, the long sword rolled upside down, and the Donglin Pavilion monk took a step back and sneered: "It looks cool, it turns out to be garbage!"

With a swish, there was a faint blue cloud under his feet, and the Donglin Pavilion monk rushed towards the sword cultivator. If this guy is as difficult as Chu Zheng, he will run away, if he doesn't run, he can't do it, his biggest reliance on the magic sword is scrapped, and there is still a faint pain in his body. But with the first blow of the hand, he knew that compared to the guy who couldn't move in the sky, this sword cultivation was rubbish. If you encounter a piece of garbage, you will be extinguished, why run away so depressed!

The ruthless sword cultivator obviously didn't expect that his first blow would be easily picked up by the other party, and his right hand pointed at Chu Zheng a little, and the long sword swished and the long sword shot towards Chu Zheng, but the speed was not particularly fast.

"Idiot!" the Donglin Pavilion monk scolded with disdain. This idiot sword cultivator won't think that he is protecting the Dharma for Chu Zheng, right? Fart protector, we are enemies, okay! But with a little right hand, a shield around his body flew in front of Chu Zheng.

With a thud, the shield flew back and the sword rolled upside down. Then Jian Xiu stepped on the long sword and turned around and left without hesitation.

"Abominable Sword Escape!" the Donglin Pavilion monk looked depressed. It's like a puddle of bird droppings suddenly falling from the sky and falling into the bowl while eating, making him unable to eat, and he has nowhere to get his breath. The speed of sword cultivation is too fast, although he is not slower than the other party, but if he wants to catch up with the other party, he can only hope that the opponent's power will be exhausted. There is really no more outrageous way to escape than a sword escape.

"If you can't beat it, you can run, the sharpness of the sword cultivation hehe, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is really getting more and more rubbish. Pouting, the Donglin Pavilion monk leaned lazily on a boulder and looked at Chu Zheng, he felt that this was still interesting.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Chu Zheng slowly opened his eyes in mid-air, and the divine light in his eyes flashed and returned to flatness.

Turning to look at the young man on the top of the mountain, his figure moved and fell to the side, and he arched his hand and said, "Thank you Daoyou for protecting the Dharma." ”

In the past few days, all the experiences have been clear to Chu Zheng. It is very likely that that sword cultivator is also a trialist, and it is also very likely that he has the same idea as himself, and he will use the Donglin Pavilion monk to advance to build a foundation. However, the strength of the Donglin Pavilion monk was obviously beyond his expectations, and in order for himself to escape smoothly, he attacked himself with a sword, and took the opportunity of the Donglin Pavilion monk to save himself.

The Donglin Pavilion monk rolled his eyes and pouted, "It's okay, I just want to ask you if you have considered how you feel about using me as a stepping stone?"

"Uh......" Chu Zheng really didn't think about the feeling of stepping stones. With a somewhat apologetic face, he arched his hand towards the other party, "The Ten Thousand Law Sect has once again thanked Donglin Pavilion Daoyou, I don't know ...... you"

"Chen Dong. ”

"Brother Chen's magic weapon was destroyed, and I deeply regret it. Chu Zheng took out a storage bag and handed it to the other party. I was originally taking the opportunity to impact the congenital, if the other party left, it would be forgotten, although it destroyed the right method, but the skill is not as good as the other party, the other party can only admit it. It's just that I didn't expect Chen Dong to come tirelessly, and he would rather protect the Dharma for himself than ask himself if he had considered the feelings of the stepping stones. It seems that being used as a stepping stone makes him very depressed. But in this way, Chu Zheng can't just ignore it, so he has to express it.

Chen Dong glanced at the storage bag and frowned, "You want to compensate me for my losses?"

Chu Zheng said: "Here is the elixir of 300,000 spirit stones, and I hope that Brother Chen Haihan." ”

"Richer than me?" Chen Dong and the others looked shocked with big eyes, but they didn't pick up the storage bag.

He pursed his lips and waved his hand absently: "Your current strength is stronger than mine, you can kill me for a hundred, but you will compensate me with the pill of 300,000 spirit stones." I appreciate your sincerity, but you have no friends in doing this!"

Chu Zheng thought for a while, and then understood. With a faint smile, he took out a hundred-year-old Longtan incense and threw it to the other party, and he also took out a jar and poured it and sat on the stone casually.

"Centennial Longtan incense! Chen Dong pouted with disdain, "At first glance, you just don't understand wine and pretend to understand." It's not good to drink, and it's very bold. ”

Chu Zheng smiled. He understood that Chen Dong was regarded as a stepping stone and was depressed, and he had to laugh at himself for a few words before he was happy, so he simply satisfied his wish and said: "I really didn't like wine before, and I only liked this sip after drinking this century-old Longtan incense." ”

"That's right, which person who is good at wine doesn't go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to grab a Yunjian gourd to make a wine gourd. He shook the gourd in his hand triumphantly, "Last year, I ambushed outside the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for a month, and finally caught a sword cultivator in the late stage of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's foundation building, and his sword gourd was hanging on his waist, and at first glance, he had just taken out the sword pill and had not had time to refine the wine gourd. At that time, I had to do my best to defeat him and snatch the gourd. ”

The two of them sat on the top of the mountain and drank and chatted, and Chu Zheng also understood more information about this world.

The strongest means of attack of a true sword cultivator is not a flying sword, a flying sword is only used by a sword escape. Sword cultivators will forge a sword pill after advancing to the foundation building. Then drip your own essence blood into the Yunjian gourd and put the sword pill into it. After ten years of cultivation, the sword pill can change at will like a magic weapon, attack at will, and be extremely powerful. Of course, this Yunjian gourd itself is also a space magic weapon, and the small internal space is one foot square, and the large one can reach dozens of zhang.

"Do you know why Sword Cultivation is all white-faced?" Chen Dong asked, laughing without waiting for Chu Zheng to answer, "Because Sword Cultivation is anemic!"

Chu Zheng couldn't cry or laugh. However, counting the sword cultivators I have seen, they are indeed all little white faces. And listening to Chen Dong's description really makes some sense. Sword cultivation took more than ten years to cultivate the sword pill, and it was indeed a great burden to use essence blood to cultivate it all the time. Moreover, the qi and blood of each sword cultivator are not strong, and they cannot be compared with martial cultivation, even compared with ordinary law cultivation, they are much weaker. Moreover, the momentum of the sword cultivator was completely different from that of other monks, they only had a piercing sharpness, but no majestic momentum.

"Brother Chen, isn't the sword gourd of sword cultivation sold?"

"Most of the sword cultivators are good wine, and the sword pills come from the Yun Sword Gourd, if they sell the Yun Sword Gourd, there will be stagnation in their hearts, so they don't sell it. Chen Dong's eyebrows danced and he smiled, "So there is only a robbery!"

Chu Zheng shook his head, it was just a container for wine, there was no need to grab it.

As if he knew Chu Zheng's thoughts, Chen Dong said meaningfully: "There is always sword qi in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's sword gourd, and the fine wine can be more clear when stored in it for a year, and the medicinal effect of the medicinal wine is also more refined. ”

Chu Zheng and Chen Dong glanced at each other, and he felt that since there was a sword cultivator who had done something to him for no reason, it was necessary to talk to the monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect about compensation.