Night.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the bright silver light sprinkles the earth, and the night sky is dotted with stars, and the stars are shining, forming a magnificent night scene.

After walking out of the forbidden land, Chen Tian knew that the Immortal Saint Sword Sect could not stay, and if he stayed any longer, he was afraid that it would cause even greater trouble.

Above the sky, a golden streamer quickly streaked through

"It seems that there is no place for me here, if I return to Xiaoyao Peak, I am afraid it will also be unfavorable to Lord Ye Feng. Chen Tian muttered to himself, he wanted to leave the Immortal Saint Sword Sect.

"Holy Son Final, it seems that I have no way to participate. Chen Tian laughed at himself, now that he has escaped through the door, where is he qualified to participate in the Holy Son Finals? Even if he does not escape from the forbidden land, I am afraid that according to the meaning of the sect leader Jiang Yichen Second Elder Jian Feng, if he wants to die himself, I am afraid that he will not even have his life at that time, so how can he talk about participating?

About two hours later, Chen Tian walked out of the Immortal Saint Sword Sect and came to a small town thousands of miles away from the sect, preparing to stay here for the night

"Come and see, fresh sugar gourd!"

"Delicious meat buns!"

"Authentic stinky tofu, smell stinky and delicious!"

The town is still bustling, and even though it's late at night, it's still brightly lit, with people coming and going, and the cries of hawking are constant

Moreover, Chen Tian found that most of the people in this town were mortals, but there were also a considerable number of monks passing by, and their cultivation was not shallow, so Chen Tian couldn't see through it at all.

"It's not a simple town, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Chen Tian was amazed in his heart.

At this moment, an old man on a stall shouted angrily, and his cloudy eyes were looking at Chen Tian: "Superior Nine-Rank Spirit Soldier, Long Yuan Sword, don't miss it when you pass by, young man come and take a look." ”

"Nine-rank spirit soldiers? Chen Tian felt that this Longyuan Sword was quite good, and he was lacking a weapon to take advantage of.

Moreover, although the Nine Rank Spirit Soldiers were not uncommon in the Southern Regions, almost as many as a cow's hair, they were indeed an indispensable weapon for a minor monk like him.

"If you want, I can sell it to you cheaply, as long as three catties of keel. The old man said without the slightest expression.

"Dragon bone?" Hearing this, Chen Tian looked embarrassed, he never knew what a dragon bone was?

"Young man, you don't even know what a keel is, do you?" the old man looked at Chen Tian with some surprise, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Uh" Chen Tian shook his head in embarrassment, he really didn't know what the keel was.

"Presumably you are still a fledgling hairy boy, no wonder you don't even know what a keel is, and the old man will tell you compassionately, what is this keel" The old man saw that Chen Tian didn't know, so he simply told him.

From the mouth of the old man, in addition to the gold, silver and jewelry transactions of mortals, Jun Yuanxing also has the trading currency of monks, and the main trading currency of monks is the keel, the keel is not only a trading currency, but also an excellent item for the monk's cultivation, and the pure aura contained in a thumb-sized keel is enough to make a Qi Condensing Secret Realm monk improve a small realm.

The keel is just a white spirit stone from the appearance, but the aura contained in it is immeasurable, and the keel can only be born in the thousand-year-old dragon vein, which is extremely rare, so in the eyes of the monks, the keel is still a more precious item, and it is suitable to be the main trading currency.

After the old man's introduction, Chen Tian finally understood Jun Yuanxing's general situation, but he was penniless, and he was afraid that this Longyuan Sword would not be able to be bought

Chen Tian shook his head, although he wanted this Longyuan Sword, but after all, he was penniless, so he dispelled this idea and said, "Old man, forget it."

With that, Chen Tian turned around and left

"Heaven and earth are so big, where is my place to go, take a step at a time. Chen Tian thought as he walked

At the same time, within the Immortal Saint Sword Sect.

In the Loose Peak.

In the simple wooden house, on a dilapidated wooden bed, Ye Xiaojun, who was originally sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, burst out two rays of essence, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his deep eyes.

"Void Displacement!" Ye Xiaojun drank lightly, and suddenly countless golden runes under his body dispersed, and the golden light flashed, and disappeared in an instant

Inside the main hall of the Sword Sect.

On the rosewood chair in the center of the main hall was sitting a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, with a face like a knife and a majestic expression, this person was Jiang Yijian, and beside Jiang Yijian stood an old man with a crane-haired boy face holding a bronze long sword, that is, the second elder Jian Feng.

At this moment, Jiang Yijian's expression suddenly changed, and Jian Feng's face also changed, and they all looked at the person in front of him with unkind eyes.

I saw that the golden runes suddenly filled the sky in the main hall, and a dazzling golden glow flashed, Ye Xiaojun stood opposite the two, heroic, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked coldly at Jiang Yiji and the second elder Jian Feng in the center of the hall.

"Lord Ye Feng, why are you here?" Jiang Yichen said in an unkind tone.

"Okay, don't wait for Xiaoyao Peak, what's the point of running here?" Jian Feng also looked at each other coldly, and there was murder in his eyes.

"What about Chen Tian?" Ye Xiaojun was lukewarm, his deep eyes looked indifferently at Jiang Yijian and the two in the center of the hall, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Do you mean Chen Tian? I suspect that he has something to do with the witch, and I have locked him up in the forbidden place behind the Sixiang Peak, and I will release him when I find out. Jian Feng said lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Locked up?" Ye Xiaojun's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and a monstrous power burst out, like an abyss like a prison, like a wave like a tide, as if it could collapse the heavens, and the coercion belonging to the supreme saint of the human race was undoubtedly revealed.

"My people, you dare to move?!" Ye Xiaojun said coldly, his eyes were full of Ling Xiao's killing intent.

"Presumptuous!Ye Xiaojun, are you going to rebel?!" Jian Feng shouted angrily