In the early morning of the next day, with the bright morning sun, Zhuo Tian said goodbye to the two of Ye Shan early and set foot on the mountain road to the sword mound in the Southern Regions.

All the way, it was comfortable and calm, without any obstacles, and stayed until noon.

On top of a tall giant tree, a white figure stood lightly on it, his brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Then Wu Gang didn't send someone to hunt me down?" Even if he didn't, Wu Shuai wouldn't let me go when he woke up, how could he not even have a chaser? ”

The white figure is naturally none other than Zhuo Tian, he walked all the way, cautiously, but there was no sign of being tracked, according to Wu Shuai's personality of retribution, it shouldn't be like this!

Don't you know that at this time, in a tall pavilion, a man covered in gauze kept roaring, smashing everything he could see in the room, roaring incessantly.

"Why haven't you taken Zhuo Tian's head yet, what are you eating, ahhh

The man kept roaring, but no one responded, and there were two other people standing in the room, one old and one young!

The old man's face was also gloomy and ugly, and he didn't reprimand the gauze man's roar, and said hatefully: "It must be Ju Zhenyan's guy who made a move, damn bastard, it's always a good thing to spoil me, if it weren't for the protection of the old immortal Nan Mad , I would definitely kill him!" ”

The young man was dressed in fine clothes, and he also put away the cynical look on his face, shrunk his head, and did not dare to provoke the two people who were really angry in front of him.

……

The Southern Regions Sword Shrine is thousands of miles away from the Ancient Sword Sect, and it is not something that can be reached in a while.

On the barren road, Zhuo Tian ran forward in the dust, and in a short time the figures in the mountains and forests flickered, like a flying flying through the clouds, and a moment later, a black mang flashed rapidly, splitting down a huge tree, startling birds all over the ground.

The distance is far away, and he cultivates and walks, Zhuo Tian does not dare to slack off, and along the way, under the strict and even perverted training of the fairy sister, his strength has increased a lot.

When he was sleepy, he slept on the mountain, and when he was thirsty, he took a spring and drank, and when he was tired, he rested on the ground.

On such days, Zhuo Tian insisted on it for a month.

The originally fair skin has become a little black and yellow, and his face is full of wind and frost, but it shows sharp edges and corners, and he is a man's true color.

After one month of penance, the benefits were naturally obvious, and his strength had successfully broken through two levels in a row from the third stage of the sword spin to the fifth stage of the sword spin.

Although there is the help of spiritual grass, it is also inseparable from the penance of these days!

"Pure Yang Initial Movement!"

Under the night, with a cold snort, Zhuo Tian violently swung the Wentian Sword and slashed forward.

The strong wind was overflowing, and the hunting sounded, although no sword qi appeared, but it also slashed the giant wood in front of him, like a knife cut, smooth as a mirror.

"The Heavenly Sword is getting sharper and sharper!" After finishing the sword, Zhuo Tian stroked the long sword, pursed his dry lips, and said in a low voice.

It was another night of cross-kneeled cultivation, stepping on the morning sun, Zhuo Tian walked forward with the Heavenly Sword on his back, and finally a small town appeared in front of him, and he accelerated his pace at the moment, this is the first time he has seen a town since January.

Although along the way, there is a map given by the sea as a guide, but the fairy sister did not allow him to go to the town, but chose a mountain and forest road to cultivate, along the way, the low-level demon beasts have killed a lot, but they have not seen a human figure for a month, and live a savage life of drinking blood.

Zhuo Tian quickened his pace and hurried towards the town.

The town is called Southern Regions Town, which is the closest town to the Southern Regions Sword Shrine, and as soon as Zhuo Tian enters it, it attracts the attention of passers-by.

Because his appearance is a little too eye-catching, but the pedestrians only take a slight look and don't dare to look more.

The aura of a strong man emanating from Zhuo Tian's body made them a little frightened, and the faint smell of blood made them three feet away from him.

Without him, it's just because Zhuo Tian is too powerful for them.

In the Xuanjian Continent, the strong are respected, and no one dares to annoy the strong!

Zhuo Tian didn't care about the awe-inspiring eyes of these people, these days he was used to exuding the coercion on his body, so as to drive away some unprovoked demon beasts, and even just entered the town, forgetting to restrain his breath.

He hurried to an inn, booked a room, bathed and changed clothes.

After a while, shaving off the last piece of beard, Zhuo Tian touched his face, looked at the sword-eyed and angular man in the mirror, and said with a dumb smile: "I don't know myself anymore!" ”

"Giggles, a lot more handsome, much more heroic than before!" Sister Fairy also laughed.

"Then does Sister Fairy like the white-faced little girl before, or do you like the current appearance?" Zhuo Tian asked with a smile.

"Don't want to take advantage of your sister, just your milky little genius, tsk, my sister really can't look down on it!" Sister Fairy let out a string of silver bell-like laughter.

Zhuo Tian also smiled heartily, and he didn't care, the two of them had been familiar with each other all the way, and they always liked to fight each other and frolic, but they also added a lot of joy to the boring practice.

Changing into a set of clean white clothes and tying up his long sword, Zhuo Tian walked down the inn, and all kinds of noises were chaotic.

"Oh, have you heard, the son of the proud family recently married another family, tsk, it's the tenth wife, is he busy? It would be nice if Lao Tzu had a fucking one! ”

"Have you heard, it seems that the Sword Master Guild has been recruiting some powerful masters recently, ready to explore the Southern Regions Sword Shrine in one fell swoop!"

"I heard that another adventure team has gone to the Sword Shrine in the past few days!"

"Hey, a few more lives have been lost!"

"yes, it's seven again this time, what a group of deadly guys!"

As soon as he heard that it was about the sword mound, Zhuo Tian immediately pricked up his ears, ordered a cup of tea, sat next to the two people who were talking, and listened attentively.

Although I was prepared for the expedition in my heart, I was really surprised.

This sword mound is simply a place to devour people, according to Zhuotian's ears, hundreds of people have died in the sword mound, and none of the people who have entered it have been able to come out alive since then, and they don't know what fierce things are in it.

After listening to it for a while, there was no useful news, but a place called the Sword Master's Guild piqued his interest.

He had heard of the existence of such unions before, and they were usually found in towns close to the dangerous places of exploration, and in the guilds, there were usually many small teams of adventurers who went to the dangerous places for treasure and adventure.

The guild will also often issue quests for his documented adventure party to choose quests to earn gold, and these quests usually pay well.

Zhuo Tianzhu is mainly interested in this, he is now shy in his pocket, although he has the skill of sword casting to forge swords and sell, but this order to do tasks, adventure and treasure exploration, not only to exercise himself, but also to have gold coins, but more interesting, why not!