"Boom ——!"

The air wave swept in, and many disciples who were competing in the ring felt a wave of heat rushing to their faces, which was mixed with a certain scorching smell, which made people frown.

Looking at the ring again, it was a huge sword mark, divided into two halves.

And there are still many traces of lightning bombardment around.

Obviously, this was caused by the aftermath of the clash between the five thunder seals and the sword light just now.

"Hoo ——!"

And at this moment, Su Zimo also breathed a long sigh of relief.

Previously, in order to shake the thunder light, most of the Gang Qi in his body was consumed, and now the Gang Qi in the dantian is also faintly bottomed, even with the recovery power of Jiuyang Divine Skill, it will take a long time to recover as before.

Not to mention that at this moment, there is also Zhang Daorun watching from the sidelines.

Thinking of this, Su Zimo couldn't help but turn his head.

It just so happened that Zhang Daorun also stretched out his palm and recalled the five thunder seals in mid-air, and looked at them a few times in the palm of his hand, and then put them back into his arms.

Obviously, the divine thunder just now was naturally not easy to release.

Although this kind of magic weapon is generally used to accumulate energy on weekdays and be used when facing the enemy, but before, I am afraid that the power accumulated in the five thunder seals has been almost consumed.

Seeing this action, Su Zimo's heart was also full of vigilance.

"Although the Five Thunder Seals can't be used, I believe that most of the other hole cards in this Daorun hand ......"

After all, the other party is the heir of the Heavenly Master Dao of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, if he doesn't have any hole cards, wouldn't he be too sorry for this identity?

This thought flashed through his mind, but he saw Zhang Daorun suddenly turn around.

"In this competition, I admit defeat."

"Senior Brother Zhang, who are you?"

Su Zimo was puzzled, it stands to reason that Zhang Daorun should still have the strength to fight again at this moment, why should he suddenly admit defeat?

Not only him, but even the disciples below were a little puzzled by Zhang Daorun's intentions.

And those elders who watched the ceremony nodded secretly, looked at each other a few times, and said.

"Zhang Daorun, a son who knows how to advance and retreat, and knows how to stop in moderation, is indeed a rare jade."

"It seems that it won't be long before the Zhang family will have another Heavenly Master."

"But that Su boy, Dao and martial arts double cultivation, is also rare, although the Dao is not as good as Zhang Daorun, but the talent in martial arts is enough to make up for this shortcoming, but it's a pity ......"

"Yes, if this son is born in my Wudang faction, I am afraid that the next head of the sect will be nine out of ten."

In the view of this elder, the original intention of the Dao Conference was not to compete with each other and compete with his disciples, but more to accumulate experience against the enemy and find their own shortcomings.

If you win with Dharma weapons, it is really contrary to the purpose of the Commentary Conference.

If this wind grows, it won't be long before this Dao conference will turn into a contest of Dharma weapons between various sects.

So what's the point?

…………

As Zhang Daorun took the initiative to admit defeat, the Daoist Conference also came to an end.

And Su Zimo, in addition to receiving a number of rewards for the leader of this conference, also obtained a thousand-year-old peachwood magic sword from the hands of the Fuyu Daoist in accordance with the agreement.

It can also be regarded as a joy for all.

After that, Su Zimo also refused to be retained by the Taoists of Fuyu and returned to the love apartment.

After all, although the Maoshan faction is good, people come and go in the door, and the secrets of the thief system will be accidentally exposed at any time.

In the face of this temptation...... It is also difficult for Su Zimo to imagine how the Maoshan faction will choose.

Therefore, instead of taking this risk to stay in Maoshan, it is better to return to the love apartment as soon as possible.

…………

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

And in the past half a month, Su Zimo also took the time to take a turn in the Tianlong World and the Yitian World, and explained the relevant matters of his subordinates, and then he was relieved.

Especially the Etienne World.

Zhang Sanfeng broke through the sky and soared, but the shock to the entire Wudang faction was great.

Although the Wudang faction is all in unison, they and others have witnessed their ancestors soaring in the day, and they are taken away by a white light.

But the news of Zhang Sanfeng's fall is still circulating on the rivers and lakes.

Fortunately, Zhang Wuji and Qingfeng appeared in time, and with the momentum of thunder, they cleared out several small forces, and deterred other people with different intentions by the way, which did not cause too much turmoil.

"Huh?"

The Ten Thousand Realms Star Bead shook, causing Su Zimo to react subconsciously, and turned his head to look at the star map not far away.

I saw that not far from the star represented by the Heavenly Dragon World, there was another dazzling star, which was shining.

"This time...... What kind of world would it be? ”

Pointing on the stars with one hand, feeling the attraction that was almost familiar and could not be more familiar, Su Zimo's mind also gave birth to such an idea.

Then, the world was spinning, and the whole person fainted.

………

"Zhiqiu, cough cough...... Zhiqiu! ”

Suddenly, a hurried shout sounded, which made Su Zimo subconsciously start, and the whole person also found that he was in a wooden house.

Moreover, there was a stove not far away, with a brown medicine pot on it.

As the flames below continued to rise, a faint medicinal fragrance came from the medicine pot, which made him also have a trace of doubt.

Where is this?

Fortunately, this is not the first time Su Zimo has faced this situation, and after feeling the sudden extra memory in his mind for a while, he also understands the current situation.

At this moment, the identity he came to was a small Taoist priest in the mountains, named Zhiqiu Yiye.

And the person who shouted just now is the master of this body, the Taoist name is clear, and he is a disciple of the Maoshan faction, cultivating here, subduing demons and subduing demons by the way, accumulating merits, and practicing and cultivating.

Not long ago, Qingxu went out to subdue demons and subdue demons, but he was accidentally attacked by a demon king.

Fortunately, Qing Xu's life should not be extinguished, and at the critical moment, he killed this demon king, and even dragged his seriously injured body back to his residence.

As for the moment, Zhiqiu Yiye is boiling medicine for the void.

"Zhiqiu, is the medicine good, cough cough...... If it's good, get it. ”

It was at this moment that another shout rang out.

"Got it, Master!"

Hearing this, Su Zimo couldn't help but shake his head, looked at the medicine pot, and felt in his heart that most of it was almost boiled, so he took off the medicine pot and took out another piece of gauze.

"Whoa—"

The brown liquid flowed down the gauze into the bowl.

When the whole bowl was full, Su Zimo put the medicine pot away, extinguished the fire, and came to the empty room with the bowl of medicinal juice.

"Master, the medicine is ready."

(End of chapter)