There is a Yizhuang in the east of Heyang City, and there is a dense forest of camphor trees in the east of Yizhuang, there is no very precious medicinal materials and poisonous insects and beasts all over here, although it is not far from Heyang City, it is also inaccessible, and there are few people.

However, at this time, there is a small wooden house standing in the camphor forest, and although the thatched hut is broken, the grass and trees are new. Apparently this is a newly built dwelling place. It's just that I don't know who built it, but I chose this place where poisonous insects and beasts are everywhere.

At noon, a young man in a dark robe slowly opened his eyes, and a few traces of confusion flashed in his expression.

This young man is Zhao Xianzong, who returned from southern Xinjiang, and he drifted away after the sword was completed that day, and did not stay in southern Xinjiang for long.

In the end, he chose to return to this place of adventury, and in just half a month, he not only studied the third volume of the Book of Heaven from the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, but also absorbed the red luck book provided by Zhang Xiaofan, and at this moment it can be said that he has gathered two major Heavenly Books in hand.

Half a moon to comprehend but nothing was obtained, not even a Dharma seal, the two volumes of the Book of Heaven are full of heaven and earth truths, but these are useless to themselves!

If we talk about the truth of heaven and earth, why should we bother to comprehend this book of heaven? Which one of the Tao Te Ching and the Nanhua Sutra is not a hundred or a thousand times better!

Zhang Xiaofan's qualifications are mediocre and he can understand this heavenly book, there is no reason why he is not even as good as that Zhang Xiaofan, so it seems that the reason must be on his identity.

The five volumes of this Heavenly Book are the top treasures of the Zhuxian plane, and they are the foundation for the existence of the good and evil sects in this world.

In this way, it seems that he can't understand the key to it, and it must be the result of the intervention of the face's will. After all, he is an outsider, and the origin of his life is incompatible with this heaven and earth, but many benefits are not related to him!

It's just that he is unwilling! Compared with these natives of the plane, his heart to seek the Tao is so firm! Just because he is not a person from the original plane, he has to be heavily restrained by him every time he reaches a plane.

Standing with his hands in his hands, Zhao Xianzong's eyes flashed a little unwilling and a little lonely. After all, it turned into a long sigh! Then his eyes flashed with great pride, and when he waited for the day when he called the Buddha his ancestor, the so-called plane will was just a wave of his hand.

The thought reached Zhao Xianzong, and he suddenly felt that even the nine milky white pills in his body seemed to be slightly condensed.

Jumping up, Qing Ming only heard a slight chant in his hand, resounding through the forest: "Sassy west wind, in the dense forest, everywhere is difficult to achieve." If he is the Green Emperor, he will grant the Ten Thousand Worlds Ming Respect."

Life in the mountains is hard, and what is more unbearable than material hardship is the loneliness and loneliness that follow you like a shadow.

But for Zhao Xianzong, all this has long been accustomed to.

Since I got this opportunity, I was destined to have no friends on the road of slowly seeking the Tao, because I was destined to be a hurried passerby in the heavens and all worlds. Some are just enemies, and every time they come to a plane, they are enemies of the whole world, just because they are not their own kind.

Since he knew that he could not understand the Book of Heaven, Zhao Xianzong lived alone in this small wooden house, practicing the exercises every day.

The general trend of the world has been decided, the beast god will be resurrected by Heimu, the ghost king will eventually practice into the four spirit blood array, and he is now holding the Xuanhuo Jian, it is conceivable that the beast god will not fall, and when the beast god sweeps over, it will be the day of his own planning.

As for instigating the Ghost King to kill Shang Qingyun in advance, after he reached the realm of the Pseudo-Dan, Zhao Xianzong also rested on such thoughts. The Four Spirits Blood Array will not succeed in one day, and everyone in the Ghost King Sect will only have to deliver food when they go up the mountain, if the Beast God and the Ghost King Sect fail, they are destined to not gain much.

But roughly calculated that it will take nearly nine years, Zhao Xianzong was very thoughtful, but he had the idea of going out for a walk.

The vast land of China is boundless. In the past ten years, Zhao Xianzong has traveled thousands of miles with one person and one sword, to the north to the uninhabited ancient land, to the west to the deep Daze that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, to the south to find the poisonous insects and beasts in the south of the southern frontier, and to the east through the three islands of the East China Sea.

While traveling and cultivating, although he could not comprehend the exercises from the Book of Heaven, after absorbing Zhang Xiaofan's skills, Zhao Xianzong still mastered Taiji Xuanqing Dao and Dafa Prajna.

Now it can be said that it is the body of the three righteous paths, although it is not like Zhang Xiaofan who has three true powers in his body at the same time, but his strength has also improved, after all, Taiji Xuanqing Dao is more suitable for his own swordsmanship, and he also has the protection of Dafa Prajna, but the effect of burning incense and jade is much smaller for himself.

Ten years to see all kinds of customs in this world, this day Zhao Xianzong traveled to a mountain and clear water show, looking at this mountain is the highest peak within a radius of hundreds of miles, green mountains are dependent, green water accompanies each other, there are faint white clouds floating in the mountains, through the faint clouds and mist, occasionally can glimpse the faint pavilions, but a quiet place.

He slashed his sword and went straight to where the tower was.

"Who's coming!" Before the door was reached, several men in ink came close with swords.

In Zhao Xianzong's divine sense, there were still dozens of breaths in the shadows that had locked him. Although the cultivation of these people is not worth mentioning to themselves, they can also see that this place is not simple!

Ignoring the questioning of these people, Zhao Xianzong just swept his divine sense but found an 'acquaintance', on the top of the mountain a few miles away in the divine sense, there was a green-clothed woman sitting cross-legged in a small courtyard, seemingly practicing.

Then it is obvious where this place is, but he never thought that he had traveled without a purpose, but finally came to this famous Huqi Mountain and Ghost King Sect.

Zhao Xianzong didn't force himself to retract his divine sense, and smiled slightly at the several disciples of the Ghost King Sect who were waiting in front of him, "The real people of the Nine Sects of this seat are the old knowledge of the Ghost King, so let's report it as soon as possible!"

Hearing Zhao Xianzong's words, the disciples of the Ghost King Sect were also relieved, and one of them hurriedly walked towards the top of the mountain, while the rest of the people also stood aside with respectful expressions.

It's not that they are unruly! It's just that Zhao Xianzong has put too much pressure on them, and they seem to be gentle and approachable. But the disciples of the Ghost King Sect's General Altar were all sharpened from countless killings, and they were so sensitive to qi induction!

Just a little closer, you can perceive wisps of danger lingering, especially the long sword on Zhao Xianzong's waist, although it is not visible, but the wisps of evil qi seem to be illusory, and this person points out that he and his own sect master are old acquaintances.

Because of this, everyone has already labeled the person in front of them as the master of the Demon Gate. It looks extremely respectful!

A moment later, a dark light came rapidly from the top of Huqi Mountain, and the people arrived before they could make a sound.

"But in front of a real person?" the hearty and majestic voice resounded through the mountains.

Seeing that the person who came was the ghost king who had not been seen for nearly ten years, Zhao Xianzong bowed his hand slightly and smiled, "Liubo Mountain hurriedly said goodbye, but I haven't seen it for ten years." Sect Master Wan has been fine!"

"~Ha~Ha, Wan Mou should be fine, but this is not the place to speak, how about a real person please enter the sect to talk about it?"

"Since this is the case, this seat is going to disturb!" Ignoring the many speculations of the ghost king, Zhao Xianzong replied with a smile that he didn't care.

The two stood up side by side and headed towards the top of the mountain.