Outside Baiyue City, on a certain nameless mountain peak.

Zhong Ming took a posture and exhaled evenly several times.

Punch!

It was as if the rolling waves had destroyed the towering mountains, and the violent force was surging, bombarding the air, and a violent roar appeared.

This is because this scene has happened more than once, so there are basically no birds around.

Another punch.

And this mood is obviously very much in line with the state of mind of the fourth realm of the Hundred Split Fist, so Zhong Ming's perception of the Hundred Split Fist has improved rapidly.

"Hehe~"

Bang bang bang!!

Rushing.

At the same time, the internal force in his body gradually flowed, echoing the meridian blood, like the process of boiling steel, refining the blood little by little, making his body skin flushed.

Zhong Ming loosened his posture, calmed down, closed his eyes, muttered for a moment, and then slowly exhaled his eyes.

"It's just been a while of cultivating, but I didn't expect to make great progress."

Sighing, as if thinking of something, Zhong Ming said:

"Now, it's time to set off and head to the Central Plains! Family things...... I don't want to care anymore! ”

………………

The sun is shining, and the shade of the trees reveals a little bit of light.

However, what is strange is that in the mountains and forests, there is not the slightest sound of animals.

A man in black appears!

"No wonder, this Black Heaven Sect still has such strength...... In particular, in this Black Heaven Sect, there is actually an inhuman existence. ”

Thinking of this, Jiang Bai smiled, and then his figure flashed and disappeared......

At the same time—

The mutton fat drips into the flames, making a slight snorting sound, which belongs to the unique aroma of roasted meat, and fills the space within a radius of several feet.

He watched the roast sheep for a while, swallowed his saliva, resisted his appetite, and said very respectfully to the old Taoist priest who was meditating on his knees: "Master, this sheep is almost roasted." ”

Seeing this, the young man used the short sword he carried with him to cut off the roast meat of the most tender part of the roast sheep and respectfully came to the old Taoist, and then respectfully handed it to the old Taoist priest and said, "Master, please use it." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Ono's mouth twitched, and he complained in his heart: "Master, although it's not the first time I've cooked, I haven't learned how to cook, and I haven't roasted sheep or anything, so it's good to be able to eat it now......"

After eating and drinking, Ono wiped his mouth, touched his stomach with a satisfied face, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, and then entered the realm of emptiness in his mind, and a true qi in his body was lively, running slowly according to the meridian route that had been opened up, and he could spontaneously wash in the meridians repeatedly without thinking.

It's a pity, tomorrow, the purple-clothed people are about to start their plans...... Ono, they couldn't catch up. ’

Time passed, and the moon gradually appeared as the evening glow was about to fade.

………………

In Luoyang City, in an abandoned temple.

The moonlight bent over him like a stream of water, forming a faint silver mask on him, which was as soft as a mist of green smoke, as if it were real and illusory, and then swallowed up by his mouth little by little.

Jiang Bai ended his gluttonous action, and the moonlight returned to its former appearance-