Outside the town of Heitu, one hundred and ten miles north-northwest.

There are towering mountains and mountains, and the weather is magnificent.

Far away.

The steep peaks are undulating, both winding and steep.

On the top of the towering peak, there are layers of clouds and mist, like thousands of silks covering the back of the mountains.

Because of the cover of these heavy clouds and mist, the depths of the mountains are even deeper and more rugged.

And Chen Sanyu, at this moment, walked on foot in this deep and secluded mountain, through dense forests, and trekked through rugged mountain roads, just to find the traces of the old man with the sword.

During his search, he also found that in the narrow or wide open space between the peaks and peaks, there were not only dry rocks and sand, but dense greenery.

There are towering ancient trees with deep roots and lush leaves, thick leaves and lush greenery, and the branches are also intertwined, covering most of the sunlight from the sky.

So the secluded forest is deep, only a little shade of broken sunlight, between the layers of humus and dead leaves overlapping under the trees, reflecting patches of dappled light and shadow.

These thick, brownish-black humus, like earth, don't know how deep they are, and they don't know what lies underneath.

There may be a chain of hollows, or old traps, or man-eating worm nests, or evil beast nests.

In short, if an ordinary person walks on it, it is likely that he will fall into it in two or three breaths and be unable to extricate himself, and eventually suffer a tragic accident.

But for Chen Sanyu, with his peerless light skills that are enough to levitate around the clock, he doesn't need to care about the terrain at all.

This world is different from the time and space of the String Cluster, and there is no such thing as gravitational attraction here.

According to Chen Sanyu's rough research and inference, the 'gravity' essence of this world is more likely to come from the so-called earth qi, earth element magnetism, earth lung turbidity qi, and earth spirit power...... and so on all kinds of [qi] evolved into the power of absorption.

This information can also be regarded as the subdivision rules derived from the ancient cluster meta-rules in various time and space, and the more subdivided rules derived from them can also be called the [Dao] practiced by all things and all spirits in this world.

And with Chen Sanyu's keen perception and heavenly wisdom, every minute and every second of his existence in this realm will sense and 'collect' the endless [Dao].

In other words, he is [enlightening] all the time, and he is getting stronger all the time.

As for the so-called how many years of true qi, at best, it can only be regarded as a crutch in Chen Sanyu's hand, and it can't measure his true strength at all.

If it is analogous, its specific performance is like that super genius Ramanujan, who only experienced 33 years of life on the earth in his previous life, left behind more than 3,900 mathematical formulas.

So theoretically speaking, even if Chen Sanyu didn't do anything, just found a place to wait quietly, and waited for him for tens of thousands of years, or a little longer, for hundreds of millions of years, it would be enough to study and analyze all the rules of the ancient cluster.

After all, its true ontology is too lofty and majestic, so it is reasonable for this situation to occur.

Perhaps the beings of this realm would be incomprehensible or even shocked if they knew about this.

But the divine dragon flying outside the Nine Heavens would not have been understood by the ants and insects on the ground, and they did not deserve to understand.

And wanting to interfere with and manipulate this kind of earth-absorbing power, in the eyes of Chen Sanyu, who is almost like a natural Taoist, is also very simple.

All you need to do is move and use a little bit of True Qi to influence the uptake of the earth's qi that is steaming up.

Therefore, Chen Sanyu guessed that in some regions of this world, where the aura was more intense, and there were more true qi martial artists.

Fights between people may be very pompous.

is exaggerated to the point that he has seen it in his previous life, acting in Hong Kong and Taiwan TV dramas.

Obviously, the two of them have neither support nor focus, but they can hang in the air, and you and I will talk about it for a long time.

And a person on the left snorted and slapped his palms, and more than a dozen golden dragons with thick bowls flew over in a mess.

The person on the right is in a posture and stretches out his fingers, and more than a dozen kinds of laser sword qi can shoot over with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

After a booming explosion for unknown reasons, the two of them would float back to the ground in a circle.

It's more like cultivating immortals than cultivating immortals.

As for where the so-called aura is more intense, you may have to ask the old man who cultivates immortals.

At least in this area called Great Wei, there is not much spiritual energy left.

Judging from Chen Sanyu's own induction, the intensity of the aura here would not even be much stronger than before the aura of the Blue Star of the String Clan's main space-time cluster was revived.

Rich?

Yes, in this space-time of the Ancient Cluster, the aura does not seem to be a phenomenon, but more like an energy or entity that is closer to the concept of 'Qi'.

Therefore, it is more appropriate to use the word "rich" to judge the abundance of aura in a certain place and a certain area, rather than an untimely [active].

Perhaps, this is also the difference between clusters.

Even the aura is different.

"So where is that old man who cultivates immortals hiding?"

Chen Sanyu, who couldn't find the slightest abnormality in the mountains, raised his hand and performed a trick:

The first kill of the Holy Fist - against the chaos of rivers, lakes and seas.

Buzz –

In an instant, the air of the entire mountain suddenly became viscous.

Take the true meaning of the White Emperor as the soul of the river, and take the true qi of the White Emperor as the body of the river.

Under Chen Sanyu's beckoning, the sky and the earth with a radius of thousands of zhang fell into a 'big river' that flowed endlessly in a trance.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The 'great river' boiled and roared, and the 'water waves' rippled and howled.

Drops of 'water', wisps of 'waves', and heavy 'waves' all seem to have turned into living things, centered on Chen Sanyu, who raised the gesture, and quickly rotated and converged into a vortex.

Huhuhuhu-

At the same time, there were also thousands of fierce 'evil winds' above the 'river surface', following the extremely fast turning 'river vortex' below, circling fiercely, endlessly accumulating the general trend of attack and killing.

Before the killing move was made, it was only a prelude, and the Qianzhang region had been forced to collapse, and it exploded inch by inch.

Finally, the whirlpool of the 'great river' suddenly arched, and the vicious wind tornado crashed.

Suddenly, up and down collided, and heaven and earth collided.

Rumble!!!

It is as if a thousand meteorites have fallen into the world at the same moment, and it is like the earthly world has entered the final catastrophe.

With Chen Sanyu as the center, everything in the vast area of thousands of zhang is up and down, left and right.

Whether it's the mountain cliffs or the dense forests, or the birds and animals, or even the solid and thick expanse of the earth beneath its feet.

All of them were in an instant, and they were violently bombarded into immeasurable powder by the White Emperor's chaotic river tricks that overlapped and gathered in the true intention + true qi, vortex + tornado.

Boom Boom Boom –

The resulting dust and gravel storm swept into the surrounding wilderness and desolation as soon as it appeared, quickly engulfing and engulfing the vast mountains with a radius of nearly 10,000 feet.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa—

Rolling dust and sand, boiling and reversing.

Like a dense gray cloud, the sun is completely obscured.

Shout!

Suddenly, a vague figure rushed out of the monstrous dust cloud like a sharp arrow, and flew up to the sky in half a breath, hanging among the clouds under the sky.

It was Chen Sanyu himself.

He looked indifferently downward, his sharp gaze piercing through the clouds of smoke and dust.

I saw that in the middle of the reckless mountains lined up with rolling lonely peaks, at this time, a terrifying pit as deep as a black abyss, with an extremely regular ruler diameter of almost 3,000 zhang, appeared.

The mountain peaks and dense mountain forests that used to exist within the giant crater are gone.

That's right, that's the power of the chaotic river.

"There is no trace of the old man."

Chen Sanyu's cold gaze swept around, and he didn't find anything strange or abnormal, "Have you already left this place?" Or are you still hiding in other parts of the mountain? ”

After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand slightly to carry the White Emperor's True Qi, and once again aimed at a large mountain range next to the giant crater below.

The second kill of the Holy Fist - running thousands of mountains.

Buzz –

In the palm of Chen Sanyu's thick hand, a pure black sphere the size of a bowl was suddenly condensed.

At this moment, a few hundred zhang away from the edge of the giant pit below the craggy mountain shrouded in heavy dust and sand, a thousand-foot centipede with beads and blood red and black on its head quickly flew out, swimming between heaven and earth like a long dragon, and shook its head and tail and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! How dare the dog disturb this king...... Belch?! ”

As soon as he didn't pay attention, the thousand-foot centipede was shocked to see the 3,000-zhang huge pit that was close at hand.

It froze instantly, frozen in mid-air.

"What a big centipede."

A rough voice full of surprise suddenly sounded above his head.

Accompanied by the sound, an overwhelming fierce aura enveloped the whole body of the thousand-foot centipede.

"Hair ...... What happened? ”

It clicked and raised its head with difficulty, and its eight eyes looked at Chen Sanyu who was slowly flying down with a hideous smile on his face, and said blankly, "You ...... Thou art ...... What? ”

"Oh?" Chen Sanyu's smile did not change, "You dare to scold me for not being human?" ”

With that, he slapped the centipede spirit on the cover.

Rumble!!

There was a sudden thunderous roar in mid-air, and a thousand feet of air exploded into a vacuum.

The long centipede was also slapped by Chen Sanyu and half of its head was slapped, and it fell to the ground in a faint and heavy ground.

Boom!!

The earth shook and trembled.

Phew-

Chen Sanyu also fell to the ground at this moment.

In fact, this centipede, which is roughly the same length as the Bird's Nest Gymnasium, is stacked on the ground, and it is indeed very spectacular when you glance at it.

But for Chen Sanyu, who has seen too many truly spectacular scenes, the other party can still only be regarded as a small centipede.

So after he walked in front of the thousand-foot centipede without any waves, without saying a word, he raised two thick fingers and ruthlessly inserted them into the other party's brain shell full of hideous cracks and ravines, and deeply penetrated into its white and soft brain marrow.

To begin, read the memory.

"Let me see, you're ...... in this aura-barren land"

Chen Sanyu muttered, "How did it grow to be so big?" ”

Buzz –

In an instant, the memory of this thousand-foot centipede was collected by him.

In its long memory, which lasted for hundreds of years, this small centipede, which was originally just an ordinary millipede, also lived a period of ignorance and ignorance.

It wasn't until it accidentally climbed to the surface of a black bead on the edge of an ancient pond in a deep mountain.

Everything has changed.

That Xuanzhu seems to be full of some kind of divine power, which can turn decay into magic.

As long as you lie on it, the baby centipede will be very comfortable.

Even though there is no such thing as 'comfort' in its barren head.

But driven by instinct, the little centipede still 'sticked' to the bead, greedily 'sucking' that comfortable feeling.

After a long time, I don't know how long it took for the little centipede to gradually become a big centipede.

The Xuanzhu was also held in its mouth by it, day and night.

So, a long time passed.

This centipede inexplicably gave birth to spiritual wisdom and wisdom.

It's fine.

And as soon as it gave birth to Linghui, it gave itself a name-

The Thousand-Footed Dragon King.

"It's a big breath for a little insect to dare to call himself the Dragon King."

Chen Sanyu opened his five fingers, clasped the Xuanqing bead embedded in the top of the thousand-foot centipede essence, and with a little force, he took it off with a click.

"Hmm~ Just let me take a look, there's something hidden here."

He glanced at Xuanzhu and slowly probed his perception into it.

Then, I saw a small ...... Dead Dragon.

"It's a ......"

Chen Sanyu was surprised, "The dragon's stillbirth? ”

……

The sun and the moon flow.

Soon, it was dusk.

Chen Sanyu, who had studied Dragon Ball for most of the day, also flew across the wilderness for a hundred and ten miles and returned to Black Earth Town.

And under the eyes of thousands of people who were afraid, curious or suspicious, swaggered into the town guard's mansion.

There, Zhang Xinhuai, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, also hurriedly led a large group of wealthy people in the town who were pale and trembling, and greeted Chen Sanyu with great courtesy.

Despite this, the rich and powerful obviously don't want to come.

But in the face of the orders of the local town guard Zhang Xinhuai, their own thoughts were completely unimportant.

Let come, must come.

Because for Zhang Xinhuai, who is the military administration, civil affairs, finance, taxation, justice, public security, criminal prison, and inspector of Heitu Town, and is responsible for local etiquette and moral education, Zhang Xinhuai, who can be called a hundred miles of marquis, is just a few wealthy gentry and wealthy households, and they are as small as ants.

So wait a while, even if Chen Sanyu learns from Cao Shaoxuan at the wine table and stabs one or two gentry to death, it is estimated that Zhang Xinhuai will be able to hold it with a high probability.

Although it will be very difficult to carry around.

And when Chen Sanyu was in the town guard's mansion, eating and drinking.

In the shipyard by the wharf of Heitu Town, more than ten miles away, strange things are happening.

The sun had already set, so many of the shipwrights in the factory had gone home.

There was only one old and dazzling old man, Zhu, in a small gatehouse next to the shipyard gate, half-lying and half-sitting squinting and snorting.

The shipyard is full of large components, or heavy wood, so usually no one comes to steal anything.

Therefore, the old man's job is about the same as an idle job, which belongs to the shipyard to give him a bite to eat and let him retire.

Clang!

The sound of a loud gong suddenly came, and the old man woke up in shock.

He hurriedly tilted his head to look outside the porter.

I saw a person standing in the shadow under a tree outside the shipyard gate, but I couldn't see what he looked like.

"Hey, why is there another person?"

Old man Zhu squinted his eyes and howled, "Who, what are you doing?" ”

The figure heard the voice, but remained motionless.

Didn't react like deaf.

"Sick? What gong to strike on the big night! ”

The annoyed old man Zhu yelled over there, then ignored it, closed his eyes and leaned back to continue sleeping.

Clang!!

The sound of the gong came again, and it came closer.

"Hey! You shit! ”

Old man Zhu was woken up again before he could snor.

He immediately poked his head out and scolded:

"A motherless one, are you thirsty or hungry, do you want the master to feed you some yellow porridge?!"

When he had finished scolding, he rubbed his eyes and tried his best to look at the man.

Well? The man...... How do you look like a tuberculosis ghost?

I saw that the figure that was standing dozens of meters away had appeared seven or eight meters away from the gatehouse at this moment.

The distance was closer, and Old Man Zhu naturally saw it more clearly.

Under the cool moonlight, the man was wearing a bloated navy green shirt, a black melon skin hat, a gong in his left hand and a stick in his right hand, a fat and swollen white face with blush, two gray glass ball-like eyes, and stared at Old Man Zhu.

"Good fellow, this is not a person!"

The old man shuddered, rushed out of the gatehouse, and rushed towards the shipyard with a rolling belt.