After Zhuang Xuan was driven out of the main hall by the white-haired divine ape, he was taken to his cave by the old man of the deer clan.

Because he didn't know what the mountain lord meant, the old man of the deer clan didn't dare to deal with Zhuang Xuan without permission, but just put him under house arrest in his cave mansion and sent two spirit beasts from the marrow refining period to guard the door of the stone room to prevent him from escaping. He himself didn't know where to go, and he was at ease.

As for Xiaoya, the old man of the deer clan thought she was nagging endlessly, so he threw her to the thin old man with a long stick.

Looking at the furnishings in the cave, Zhuang Xuan was surprised to find that this unreliable old man Lu turned out to be a very particular person.

The stone room is not large, but it is clean and tidy, and the interior items are neatly arranged. Zhuang Xuan sniffled, and vaguely could smell some nice vanilla.

Zhuang Xuan smiled in surprise and sat down cross-legged on the stone bed.

In the past two days, Zhuang Xuan has been running back and forth for the matter of the beast tide, and now he has been taken captive to the Black Devil Ridge by the old man of the Deer Clan. I don't know what the situation outside is now, whether the beast tide has receded, whether Lin'er and they have returned to the village, and whether there is still ...... mother.

For a while, Zhuang Xuan thought a lot.

"Lin'er, they must have received my letter, they must be very worried now. Zhuang Xuan sat on the bed and was distracted for a while.

"Hey, what's the use of thinking so much now!" Zhuang Xuan patted his forehead, smiled self-deprecatingly, sat cross-legged, abandoned all distracting thoughts, turned his heart to the sky, and entered the state of cultivation.

Last time, when Zhuang Xuan was cultivating the second type of Thunder Fury of the Devouring Thunder God Technique, he was interrupted by Lin'er halfway, and his meridians were slightly shocked. After two days of relaxation, it has recovered as before.

Closing his eyes, he silently recited the mantra of the Devouring Thunder God Recipe in his heart, and Zhuang Xuan's fingers were also changing different shapes.

"Crackle~Crackle~"

Bursts of tiny lightning swam on the surface of Zhuang Xuan's skin, and his sword brows furrowed slightly, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.

Although cultivating Thunder Fury this time was much easier, and it was not as painful as when he cultivated for the first time, the paralyzing feeling when the lightning slashed across his body still made Zhuang Xuan frown.

As time passed, the electric rays gathered on Zhuang Xuan's body surface became more and more dense, and finally formed an arc of chopsticks thick, which was wrapped around Zhuang Xuan's body.

Zhuang Xuan's brows gradually relaxed. At this time, Zhuang Xuan could no longer feel the pain when he had just started his cultivation, and when the arc of electricity passed over his body, Zhuang Xuan even felt an indescribable feeling of pleasure.

At a certain moment, Zhuang Xuan accelerated the speed of the exercises, and the arc around Zhuang Xuan's body surface became brighter and thicker. Until the arc reached the thickness of his thumb, the light became darker and darker, and the flickering frequency became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into Zhuang Xuan's body.

"Brush!"

Zhuang Xuan opened his eyes, and if someone looked at him at this time, he could see that Zhuang Xuan's eyes seemed to have two electric arcs swimming, which was weird. It's just that this phenomenon only returned to normal in an instant, and Zhuang Xuan's eyes returned to the same clear and bright as before.

"I didn't expect Thunder Fury to be practiced so quickly!" Zhuang Xuan was obviously a little surprised. Although the first four forms of the Devouring Thunder God Technique were for cultivators in the muscle refining period, if they wanted to practice each style to reach the realm of great perfection, they would not be able to take it in two years.

But Zhuang Xuan's here cannot be measured by common sense at all. In addition, the last time he cultivated Thunder Fury, he had only cultivated twice, and in Zhuang Xuan's original plan, as long as he could get started within half a month. I didn't know that I had only been cultivating for two hours, and I had actually cultivated the Thunder Fury to the Dacheng realm.

Although the current Zhuang Xuan couldn't even exert one percent of the power of Thunder Fury, it was only because of his low realm. After the Qi Refining Realm, the aura in the body can be released, and Zhuang Xuan at that time can initially show the power of this move.

Having said that, Zhuang Xuan was not discouraged. His current realm is not high, but if someone can be an enemy of himself, it means that the other party is not much stronger than himself, at most it is the strength below the early stage of the bone refining realm.

Because most of the cultivators above this level disdained to deal with a child who was only twelve years old and had the strength of the middle stage of the Blood Refining Realm.

In this way, if there is an enemy, the opponent must also rely on a pair of fists, at most a weapon. In this case, Zhuang Xuan had many ways to let the other party taste the wrath of thunder.

Packing up his joy, Zhuang Xuan looked at the two spirit beasts outside and shook his head with a wry smile.

"This old deer man is really cautious! Just to keep an eye on me, as for using two spirit beasts in the marrow refining stage to guard the door? Even if I am allowed to leave now, I will not leave!" muttering a few words in his heart, Zhuang Xuan adjusted his sitting posture and immersed himself in cultivation again.

Just when Zhuang Xuan was concentrating on cultivation, a large number of monks had already ushered in outside the Black Demon Mountain.

There was no room for so many people in Bluestone Town, and the monks who arrived later had to set up some tents on the outskirts of Bluestone Town to live in.

During this period, the Qingling Sect, which was attached to the Qi family, and the Happy Valley, which was attached to the Wan family, also entered Qingshi Town, and the people of the two Qipin Sects settled in the restaurant where the Qi family and the Wan family stayed respectively.

The leading elders of the two sects, when they learned that the third elder of the Spirit Beast Sect was in Qingshi Town, took a few disciples to visit the inn, but they didn't want to be rejected by the Spirit Beast Sect. In desperation, he had to return to the restaurant the same way and has not reappeared.

There is a teahouse in Qingshi Town, which is called Mingxiangju. Although Qingshi Town is very small, this Mingxiangju is extremely high-end. Even in Yangliu City, a hundred miles away, there are many people who know about the existence of this teahouse. Even some sons and ladies from wealthy families will come here to taste a cup of tea.

In recent days, when the monks waiting in the town are bored, they like to go to the Mingxiang House to have a cup of tea and ask for some news.

Today's Mingxiang House is particularly lively, full of monks inside and out. Even a few tables and chairs were added to the corridors.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a roe deer and a beard at the corner of his mouth asked the monks at the same table, "Brother Cai, do you know why so many monks have arrived in Qingshi Town these days?"

"Oh, since Brother Li asked like this, it must not be because of the birth of the Black Demon Cave Mansion, is there a reason why Cai doesn't know?" The man surnamed Cai put down the teacup and asked with interest.

The man surnamed Cai knew this friend's ability, although his cultivation was not high, but he had a lot of sources for doing the Tao. Over the years, the reason why he has been able to prepare well in advance for many things and obtain considerable benefits has a lot to do with the man surnamed Li in front of him.

The man surnamed Li was very satisfied with the reaction of the man surnamed Cai, slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, then looked around, stretched his neck and whispered to the man surnamed Cai: "Of course it won't be because of the inheritance!"

The monk surnamed Li looked around again and said softly, "Because people from the two sects and four places are coming today!"

"Two cases and four places?" the man surnamed Cai was slightly stunned. "Isn't it normal for them to come to the Black Magic Mountain?

The man surnamed Cai wondered. The monk sitting near them also looked curious, waiting for the man surnamed Li to answer.

The man surnamed Li had a pair of rat eyes, and found that his words had attracted the attention of the people around him, and he was slightly proud in his heart, but he never showed it on his face. took another sip of fragrant tea, cleared his throat, and then raised his voice a little and said to the man surnamed Cai.

"Although it's normal for people from two sects and four places to come, do you know who their team leaders are?"

"Brother Li, you have to change your problem, isn't this an appetite for people? Tell my brother directly!" The man surnamed Cai was anxious in his heart.

"That's right, this brother hurry up!"

"I'll tell you one first. The man surnamed Li smiled slyly, and his voice was a little louder. "The person who leads the Fantasy Sect is the Magic Fairy Dou Qingyi!"

"Hiss~"

Listening to the words of the man surnamed Li, the monks around him hissed lightly, and their faces were shocked.

"Are you sure she?" said the monk Cai's voice trembled a little. Because he thought a lot from this name.

The Fantasy Sect is one of the only two second-grade sects on the Purple Xuan Continent, and there is a female disciple in the sect, who is sixteen years old and eighteen years old at the peak of bone refining. But she didn't break through to the Essence Refining Realm that most martial artists couldn't achieve in their lifetime. Instead, he has always suppressed his own realm and is ready to accumulate steadily.

Although she is still at the peak of bone refining, the ordinary early stage of bone refining is not her opponent at all, and even the monks in the middle stage of bone refining can only compete with her.

This strange woman is Dou Qingyi!

As the chief disciple of the Fantasy Sect, her illusion skills have been fully inherited by the sect leader Mei Sanchang, and she is well known by the majority of sects.

The reason why the monk surnamed Cai is so out of shape is not only because of the legend of Dou Qingyi. Instead, he thought that since Dou Qingyi was here, the chief disciples of another second-grade sect and four third-grade sects would definitely come as well!

Thinking of this, everyone felt that their hearts were beating faster, and even their breathing was a little short. One by one, the resounding names echoed in everyone's minds.

"The rejuvenation of the Second Grade Sect Medicine Spirit Sect is rejuvenated!"

"The flower fairy willow of Wanhua Valley is like smoke!"

"The poisonous hand of the Misty Swamp, Cui Wuxian!"

"The Iron Sword Scholar of the Divine Sword Villa, Wei Xiangshu!"

"The smiling face of the Death Building, the king of Hades, Zheng San, is crying!"

All of these six people were the most outstanding disciples of their respective sects, and there was no one of them. None of these six have played each other before, so it's hard to say who is the best. But since the six of them can be equally famous, it is enough to show that none of them are simple characters.

"Wow~" The monks in the entire teahouse were boiling, and they were talking about Dou Qingyi and the others with excited expressions.

Some people even hurriedly ran out of the teahouse, apparently to tell the news to their relatives and friends.

"Even they're coming! It's fun to see now!" said the man surnamed Cai as he drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, and muttered to himself a little distractedly.