After leaving the imperial capital, Su Chen went back to Tianmai Mountain again.

Collect the four southern candle berries that have ripened there.

This kind of spiritual fruit has a powerful effect, even in the Middle Earth Immortal Cultivation Realm, it can be regarded as a rare heavenly and earthly treasure, and after refining it into a pill, the effect is even more powerful.

Even if he doesn't need it now, he can sell it in exchange for some good treasures.

Su Chen then intercepted some rhizomes of the Southern Candle Fruit Tree, wanting to take them to Middle-earth to see if they could be transplanted and cultivated.

As for the other southern candle fruit trees, they will stay here, which can be regarded as leaving a glimmer of opportunity for future generations.

"Tick-"

Quinro flapped his wings and watched him dumbfounded.

His eyes were full of reluctance.

Sixty years have passed, and Kunluo's strength has also increased considerably, and now he is comparable to a fourth-level Qi refining cultivator, much more powerful than many scattered cultivators.

In this kind of environment where the aura is thin, the cultivation of birds and beasts is already countless times more difficult than that of humans, although Kunluo has the assistance of the Pill Cave Mansion provided by himself, but having such an achievement is enough to show that its bloodline talent is indeed extraordinary.

What surprised Su Chen even more was that the current Kunluo was already more than a hundred years old.

I still can't see any aging from it.

It can be seen that its lifespan is far longer than imagined, and the Dapeng bloodline in its body is probably very pure.

Such a spirit beast, if it goes to Middle-earth, will definitely have a bright future, and it would be too wasteful to stay in this southwestern land.

Besides, he watched Kunluo grow up, and the people who accompanied him in the past have all left one after another, leaving only Kunluo alone, and finally met a life with a slightly longer lifespan, and Su Chen also hoped that it could accompany him for more time.

"Of course I want to take you to Middle-earth. It's just that you're too big and too ostentatious, I'm afraid you'll cause unnecessary trouble at that time. ”

Su Chen frowned, a little worried.

When Kun Luo heard this, he nodded his head, and then his wings vibrate, and the demonic aura of the Dao lingered around his body.

Immediately after that, his body actually shrank a lot, and he changed into a form the size of a lark, just like when he was a child.

"Kunpeng is ever-changing, this Dapeng bloodline actually allows you to change the size of your body freely?"

Su Chen was a little surprised.

This is not a simple trick to decorate the eyes, but a real transformation method, and even Su Chen has not mastered it.

"It's kind of interesting."

"Tick!"

Seeing that Su Chen seemed to be interested, Kunluo proudly landed on his shoulder, waved his wings, and seemed to say, if you want to learn, I will teach you later......

"Okay, when you fully master this magical power in the future, let me study it well."

After dealing with these things.

Kunluo transformed, and turned into the form of a peng bird again, his wings spread, rolling up gusts of wind, and he had already taken off into the air carrying Su Chen.

The many demon beasts in Tianmai Mountain, feeling their breath far away, couldn't help but let out bursts of whimpering and howling.

It seems to be reluctant to say goodbye.

……

On the shores of the East China Sea.

After 60 years, the fairy island Penglai, which sank to the bottom of the sea, has rediscovered the light of day.

On this day, the sky over the East China Sea was full of visions, which once again attracted many coastal people to watch and admire from afar, and countless monks gathered from all directions on the sea.

Su Chen looked at this picture, only feeling inexplicably familiar, as if it was just yesterday.

It's just that most of the faces that appeared in the picture that day have disappeared in the long river of time, and only a few can survive until the fairy island opens this time, but they are all teenagers who have turned gray and are old.

For Su Chen, sixty years is just a retreat, as if he has slept for a while.

But for others, it's a lifetime of struggle.

Su Chen didn't sigh anything.

It's just that his body flew down in the air, waved his hand, and made Kunluo's body shrink and turn into an ordinary lark spirit beast, stopped on his shoulder, and then flew into Penglai City.

Hardly much has changed here from 60 years ago.

This ancient city has experienced thousands of years of baptism, but most of the people in the city have changed.

Compared with the last grand occasion, the number of participants this time is significantly less.

After all, there were too many people who died last time, and coupled with the barren aura of the southwest land, there were not many new immortal cultivators in the past sixty years.

Su Chen covered up Xiuwei, dressed up as a middle-aged scholar, and wandered around the city casually for a few days.

There were still countless Loose Cultivators and Middle Earth disciples in the market, who came to sell and peddle all kinds of items, but most of them had no effect or meaning for him.

"There seems to be a fight ahead, let's go, go and have a look!"

"What's going on? This Penglai Xiandao City is forbidden to use martial arts, who is so bold? ”

"I don't know, it seems to be seeking revenge, and I went directly to life and death."

Su Chen was walking on the street, and suddenly heard the scattered cultivators around him talking, and then they all went to the square in the city.

In this Penglai Immortal Island, there is a fight of life and death.

It was originally used for the second round of the competition.

However, if there is any irreconcilable conflict between the monks, they can also apply for a life-and-death duel here.

"Entering the Tao and cultivating is all about seeking longevity and freedom, and it is normal to kill each other for the sake of resources and opportunities, but this kind of situation of fighting to the death for the sake of a momentary enmity is very rare."

Su Chen couldn't help but be a little curious.

Last time he ascended to the Immortals, he didn't attend it in person, and he hadn't seen what it would be like for monks to fight in the ring.

So I was a little interested, got up and followed the crowd, and came to the city square.

From a distance, I saw two rays of mana staggered across the high platform.

The strength of the people who fought was probably around the fourth level of qi refining.

The mana glows blue and red.

It seems to be a wood-type spell and a fire-type spell.

"Huo Kemu, that monk who cultivates the wood attribute exercises, he suffers a lot!"

Su Chen raised his eyes and saw that the green light lingered, but it was an old woman in a green dress.

Her real age is actually nearly 100, but because the woman cherishes her appearance, has a lot of maintenance, and her cultivation is full of vitality wood attribute exercises, she looks only in her early fifties.

The outline of the eyebrows is somewhat familiar.

"It turned out to be her."

Su Chen glanced at it, and the pair of ancestors and grandchildren he met on the barbarian grassland came to his mind, among which the little girl who was more than ten years old had just refined her mana, so she did not hesitate to urge the spirit grass to purify the poisonous river water, which made Su Chen deeply impressed.

Later, in the Wind and Thunder Valley, the ancestors and grandsons were almost plotted by Luo Fei and others, and Su Chen rescued them once.

Nearly 80 years have passed now.

The former flower girl is now a centenarian, even if her face is maintained and retouched, it is difficult to hide the vicissitudes of time.

Su Chen can no longer see the innocence of the past from her.

Her eyes were fierce and cold, her eyes were full of hatred, although her own cultivation techniques were restrained by the other party, she was not afraid, and kept attacking, even though the flames were raging, she did not retreat.

"Hu Biluo, you madman, the Immortal Ascension Conference hasn't started yet, do you really want to fight with me?"

"Ghost Fire, seventy years ago, you killed my grandfather by a sneak attack because of a spirit grass. I have waited for this blood feud for 70 years, I am here for revenge today, it doesn't matter whether I ascend to immortal or not, I swear to kill you today! ”

As he spoke, mana surged, and huge vines burst out of the ground.

The two sides no longer kept their hands, and various spell moves were frequent, and the magic weapons at the bottom of the pressure box were also sacrificed one after another.

Su Chen watched from a distance, his expression calm.

The duel between the two ended with Hu Biluo's victory.

She finally stabbed the enemy, but she was also seriously injured, and it was basically impossible to recover in a short time, which was equivalent to losing the opportunity to ascend to immortal.

Su Chen didn't know if this was right or wrong.

Giving up the opportunity to ascend to an immortal just for revenge may seem silly to others, but Su Chen can understand it.

Seventy years of blood feud and dormancy are too long for a normal person.

Hu Biluo was finally injured and left Penglai Immortal Island, and countless scattered cultivators tracked her down, wanting to take the opportunity to fall into the well and rob her of the exercises and treasures.

Su Chen didn't have the idea of making another move.

He and this woman just met in Pingshui, and they had already saved her once in the Wind and Thunder Valley.

What she did today was her own choice, and she naturally had to suffer the consequences.

"If I were in this situation, would I make the same choice as her?"

Su Chen shook his head.

Put the distractions out of your mind.

This question is meaningless, first of all, in this world, he does not have this kind of person who is worthy of fighting to the death, and secondly, even if he really encounters this situation, he has enough patience and time, even if he is a strong enemy, in the face of time, he will turn into dust.

As long as you live well, sooner or later you will become the ultimate winner.

Turning to leave the crowd, Su Chen immediately came to a mansion in the city, and then waited quietly.

Three days later.

In the teleportation array in the city, the light flickered, and a foundation-building powerhouse from the Seven Xuanmen came to the Immortal Island, and it also attracted a lot of scattered onlookers.

"The powerhouse of the foundation realm, what a majesty! When will we be so powerful, it will be good. ”

"There's a chance. I heard that this Zhou Yi was the one who walked out of the Immortal Ascension Conference back then, and now he is an inner disciple of the Seven Xuanmen, and his status is noble! ”

"Sixty years ago, I heard that he was in his fifties, why does he look so much younger now?"

"Stupid, how abundant is the aura of Middle-earth? He has successfully built a foundation and increased his longevity, which can greatly slow down the aging of his appearance. Moreover, the Seven Xuanmen is a branch left over from Taoism, which has the miraculous effect of rejuvenation. ”

"I'm really envious, I must find a way to get into Middle-earth. This Immortal Ascension Conference, I am determined to win! ”

In the envy and exclamation of the scattered cultivators, Zhou Yi, who was white-haired and robed, disappeared into the crowd in a flash.

Then he appeared in a hidden mansion in the city.

It seems to be waiting for someone.

"This guy, his cultivation is making rapid progress! Twenty years ago, when I fell asleep, I learned that he was about to succeed in building a foundation, and now I am afraid that he has reached the middle stage of foundation building. Being able to cultivate to this level in sixty years shows that his talent is indeed good. Of course, more importantly, the Middle-earth world is full of spiritual energy, and the foundation of the Immortal Cultivation Sect is profound, which is far from comparable to the scattered cultivation in the poor countryside like ours. ”

Su Chen secretly observed, and couldn't help but feel some emotion in his heart.

I think that when I first met Zhou Yi, the other party was still a mortal who had not started to practice.

Now, a hundred years later, on the contrary, he is one step ahead of himself, and his cultivation is even higher.

To say not to envy, that is false.

But Su Chen didn't care too much, when he decided to send Zhou Yi to the Immortal Cultivation Realm first, he knew that such a situation would occur, and this didn't mean anything.

When you go to Middle-earth, you will have a rich spiritual energy nourishment, and your cultivation will naturally be able to catch up quickly.

With an endless lifespan, he will not compete with his disciples for this short time.

Of course.

He also had no intention of showing up to meet Zhou Yi.

After all, the other party's current cultivation was already above him, and Su Chen was not sure if he could conceal the strength of his divine thoughts.

Although there is a divine soul imprint, people's hearts will change.

He is only the strength of the Qi Refining Realm, but he has lived for so many years, and if someone sees the clues, he will definitely cause trouble.

So, just in case, it's best not to meet for a while.

Zhou Yi waited in that mansion for three months, during which the disciples of Sunflower Villa came to visit, but Su Chen never showed up, and it was not until three months later that he told Zhou Yi that he had taken the first step and left this place through the teleportation array and went to Middle-earth.

But he left another disciple and asked Zhou Yi to leave the things he had prepared in advance in the mansion.

Zhou Yi did not doubt it, and after leaving a storage bag according to Su Chen's instructions, he left to prepare for the next Immortal Ascension Conference.

He is now a deacon sent by the Seven Xuanmen to recruit disciples, and the juniors of Sunflower Villa come to participate in the competition, so he wants to bring his disciples and disciples.

Su Chen was also in a hurry to get it.

It's just secretly watching to prevent things from being taken away.

It wasn't until the day of the official convening of the Immortal Ascension Conference that everyone was attracted by the conference, and Su Chen confirmed that there was no danger, so he asked Kunluo to fly to the mansion and take the storage bag away.

In this storage bag, there are some things he asked Zhou Yi to prepare.

It includes a large number of spirit stones, as well as some intelligence information from Middle-earth, as well as a map.

Su Chen did not plan to join the Seven Xuanmen where Zhou Yi was.

Although the Seven Xuanmen is powerful, but the entry may have to go through means such as detecting bone age, of course Su Chen can't reveal his true age, and besides, although there are many benefits to joining the sect, there are also a lot of troubles, and he must work hard for the sect.

In case of a sect war, it will affect itself, it will be too cost-effective.

Therefore, Su Chen's plan was to go to Middle-earth first to find a suitable place for casual cultivation to live and practice, and then gain a firm foothold first.

The map left by Zhou Yi was to go to an immortal city in Jingzhou, Middle Earth.

It is a place dedicated to casual meditation and practice, and although there is a certain price to pay, the management is relatively relaxed, and the safety is also guaranteed, so it is the most suitable place to stay.

"Middle-earth, I'm coming......"