The morning breeze brought up the unpleasant smell of the swamp, and Tan Zimo came back to his senses and pursed his nose.

"This place is really not suitable for a long time!"

The clothes on his body were torn and ragged, although Tan Zimo didn't feel cold, but it was really indecent, he trotted to a hidden place, Fang took out a large bucket of water he had prepared earlier from his feather bag, and scrubbed it with the soap of the clean clothes workshop, and then changed into a white brocade robe, and suddenly he was heroic.

After doing this, he began to go back to Xishan, wanting to take a look at the plough ox who was still in retreat and cultivation in the Thirty-Eight Cave Mansion, and had just stepped out of the boundary of the swamp, Tan Zimo felt that something was wrong, and according to the induction of the treasure spirit stone, he judged that there were five Yu cultivators "wandering" here, and the cultivation of these five people was all above the three stars......

"But this is the territory of Dongxuanzong, could it be that these people are...... Xuan-level disciple!?"

Tan Zimo frowned slightly: "It's strange to think about it, Xuan-level disciples are a hundred times busier than yellow-level disciples' schoolwork, if they don't receive the task of making a list, they will definitely not be able to set foot in the yellow-level sect domain!"

On the autumn morning, the air was slightly cool, and the morning was not always so quiet, and suddenly there was a loud sound of opening mountains and chiseling stones in the distance.

"Boom!"

Guessing that it was those Xuan-level disciples who vented their anger, Tan Zimo did not have the leisure to understand them, and walked in the direction of Xishan by himself: "The swamp that I came last night is now in the morning, and the time has passed all night, and I don't know what happened to the plough ox, and ...... I don't know if Sister Jing is willing to teach him "Nine Cow Jue"?"

A trace of helplessness flashed in Tan Zimo's eyes: "My wings have just been reshaped, although my wings have been promoted to seven stars, the spiritual power in my body has already been devoured by the breath of the ancient dragon......"

In Dongxuanzong, Dongxuanqi has two spiritual qi exodus in a day, namely morning and noon, each time it lasts for half an hour, Tan Zimo can't sense Dongxuan's aura, guessing that three quarters of the morning has passed, and then looked up at the sky, it is still early at noon......

He shook his head: "The wing tendons have been reshaped, the spiritual sea has been depleted and damaged, if there is no spiritual energy supply from the Eastern Xuan Qi vein, there will be no trace of spiritual power available before noon......"

"Without spiritual power, you can't walk the secret path, you still have to go back on foot!"

The sense of urgency to ascend to the sky is very strong, and of course Tan Zimo doesn't want to waste time, but some cultivation perceptions can't be achieved overnight, and Tan Zimo naturally understands this truth.

"Although there is the thirteenth-ranked dragon breath on the ancient madness list sitting in the spiritual sea, it has not yet been fused with it, and the feather combat technique triggered by the traction of the dragon's breath is still unknown, and it seems that last night it was like a dream, and it was confusing......

Tan Zimo's melancholy is not unreasonable, according to his understanding, the wings of the seven stars are like a mighty carved bow, and the spiritual power is like a sharp arrow, without sharp arrows, no matter how good the carved bow is, it can only be reduced to ornamentation, useless......

In addition, it is not possible to have a carved bow and sharp arrows, and you still have to blow if you don't know how to shoot arrows, so you need to fight the feather technique, which determines whether the sharp arrow is straight and bent, whether it is violent and straight to the opponent, or the hidden and treacherous shooting invisible......

The analogy is not difficult to understand......

A feather cultivator with explosive combat power must be a feather cultivator whose wings, spiritual power, and feather skills have reached the extreme.

Although three o'clock in the morning has passed, the wind here still carries the cold of the morning.

Tan Zimo sank his restless heart, and took a slow breath: "Fortunately, there are still twenty-two days to go, even if Sister Jing doesn't teach, these days, with my exploration, not to mention that I will definitely be able to reach the peak strength of the seven-star, at least I can recover to the level of the five-star level of Yu Xiu, and it is not difficult to defeat Wang Yanba......"

Thinking like this, Tan Zimo was no longer so anxious about the matter of life and death.

In other words, after the remodeling of the wing tendons, Tan Zimo no longer takes this matter to heart, and he has only one goal now, to pass the test in the summer next year!

Of course, the ultimate goal is to go back to the sky and face his father, but the mansion is far above the triple heavens, and the road to heaven is endless, and Tan Zimo doesn't even know how to go......

Only by entering the Xuanzhou Heavenly Court first and stepping into the Yunlan Heavenly Domain can we know how to step next.

After walking for a while, the induction of the egg stone became stronger and stronger, and Tan Zimo also noticed it-

The five Xuan-level Yu cultivators who were walking around here had already noticed him.

"Stop!"

Tan Zimo pretended not to hear it, and still walked forward arrogantly, until the voice rose again with an angry tone: "Lao Tzu told you to stop!"

There was no way to avoid it, Tan Zimo turned back lazily, and saw five disciples wearing Xuan-level Xuanzhang holding a portrait, sometimes looking at the portrait, sometimes looking at him.

Seeing that the back of the portrait was printed with the engraved seal of the Law Enforcement Palace, Tan Zimo faintly felt that something was wrong, could it be that these Xuan-level disciples were sent by the Law Enforcement Palace?!

The task of the Law Enforcement Hall is not low, but who is this portrait, and why are they looking for someone in this deserted place?

In Dongxuanzong, the senior brother and sister system is not divided by the order of entering the sect, but by the level of Yu Xiu, Tan Zimo is still a yellow-level disciple, so he naturally has to call someone senior brother.

Tan Zimo stopped, and according to the rules of the sect, he clasped his fists and saluted: "I've seen all the senior brothers...... I wonder if the brothers are calling me?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, there are no other creatures within a radius of ten miles, don't you call this turtle grandson with your ears behind, is it called a ghost?"

Everyone laughed!

Tan Zimo's ears automatically filtered out some swear words, which seemed to him to be a bit of a wretch, but since Tan Zimo dared to fight Wang Yanba's death and delay, it can be seen that his temperament is still quite arrogant, he just doesn't want to waste time rapping with some people who don't know him well, and he takes it seriously as the truth, so he will definitely lose!

He shrugged his shoulders, and even smiled faintly, but with a hint of disgust and indifference on his face: "I don't know what the senior brothers call me?"

Those people looked at the portrait again, and with the injection of spiritual power, a three-dimensional villain stood on the portrait, lifelike.

"The portrait is a sick look, but this guy in front of him doesn't look like a patient, doesn't he claim to be unable to regain wings, why do you see that this guy doesn't have wings on his back now......"

"That's it, let's ask!"

"Your name is Tan Zimo, a yellow-level disciple, the seventeenth array?"

Although he didn't know what these Xuan-level senior brothers were looking for him, although he now knew that the person on the portrait was him, Tan Zimo felt that he hadn't violated the rules of the sect, so he nodded innocently: "It's me!"

"Did you give a life and death order to challenge Xuan-level disciple Wang Yanba?"

Tan Zimo replied: "Yes!"

"Then you should know that if the life and death decision sets a time limit, three days before the execution, you have to report to the Law Enforcement Palace and go through the death wing procedures!"

Tan Zimo nodded: "I know!"

"Do you really know or fake know, no one has mentioned it for more than ten years, do you really know what is a deathwing procedure?"

Tan Zimo smiled lightly: "After death, the wings should be dismantled and returned to the sect, or fed to the spirit pet, or fertilized the elixir, anyway, the sect is dominant, and our family has no right to interfere, this is the death wing procedure!"

"Oh, so you really know!"

"Since you know, you are knowingly committing a crime, and you will be guilty of a crime!"

Tan Zimo was angry and funny: "I know that there is also a crime?"

"Of course, since you know that three days before the execution of the life and death decision, you have to report to the Law Enforcement Hall and go through the death wing procedures, but you have not taken any action, today is the last day of the life and death decision, I am waiting for the order of the Law Enforcement Hall to come to arrest you, heh, I have been acting since yesterday, and I have been looking for so long in the Yellow Rank Sect Domain, but I didn't expect you, a turtle grandson who is afraid of death, to hide in such a place!"

"Fortunately, you can get three thousand points, otherwise it would be a loss-making deal to take on this task!"

As if he understood something, Tan Zimo was stunned for a moment, and then, without a lack of incredulity, asked in surprise: "Senior brother said...... Today is the last day of the life-and-death deadline?"

Today's first shift, there is a shift at six o'clock in the afternoon!