Rong Jin's face changed drastically, and the case in front of him was almost flickering.

He only felt that the fetal breath he had stuck to the bottom of the bottle seemed to be a mud cow entering the sea, and as soon as he was photographed by Chen Heng, there was no whereabouts and no recourse.

"Could it be that he is really a disciple of a big sect?! But what kind of rank is this......

There's no room for any more thought.

Electrifying and flint.

Rong Jin saw the wine bottle rushing straight to the door, hurriedly transporting the fetal breath, and grabbed it with his hands, but with just one touch, the wine bottle burst open directly under his shocked gaze!

"Not good?!"

Rong Jin hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves to prevent the wine from splashing on the door, but the wine only shook slightly, and then it hovered and flew in the air, like a silver snake playing in the water, swimming around, shaking the hall full of mellow fragrance.

"Stride fast and be ambitious, superhuman in the world, a high turn."

Chen Heng laughed, kicked the case in front of him to the ground with one kick, and the cups, plates and bowls clanged.

The silver snake-like long stream of vultures turned into three strands, condensed into the appearance of water making a thin sword, swallowed a millilight, and fell towards the three of them in the air.

Rong Jin and the others were all shocked, and they took the fetal breath and went away, but before they could get close, the thin sword had already crossed and flew away, emptying and circling most of the circle.

"Do the ...... of the ladder in the middle of the month"

Chen Heng slammed his hand lightly out of thin air, and the volume of the thin sword was reduced by a few percent, but with this shrinkage, the sharp power was much stronger, like a sharp sword with killing intent.

"The pen dips in the mountains and rivers, the hand touches the elephant weft, and the smile is proud."

He took three more steps, and with each step, the flying of the thin sword became a little faster, and finally, after sixteen interweaving and reciprocating, the fetal breath shone, and suddenly flew down!

"Scatter!"

Rong Jin didn't care about any big sect disciples and general of the Pillar Kingdom at this time, and the killing intent of Sen Sen weighed down his heart like a big stone, his hands trembled like wheels, and his throat moved, and suddenly a mighty wind blew out.

But in an instant, he heard a cracking sound like a silk, and the sharp breath of Sen Sen was chilling, and the wind was cut in one go! I saw three bleak water piercing the pupils!

“……”

Rong Jin's heart was devastated, and his liver and gallbladder were about to crack.

How could he have experienced such a desperate struggle between monks in the same realm, and for a while, he didn't even know where his soul had gone, like falling into the clouds.

I don't know how long I stayed like this, and I knew that Rong Tuo next to him had a low sigh that pulled him back from his trance.

When I fixed my eyes, I only saw three inches away, and there were three thin swords condensed by wine hanging quietly, the aroma was seductive, and the fragrance was indescribable.

Behind the thin sword, Chen Heng also closed his eyes slightly, as if he was stupid, and he didn't move.

He didn't move, and Rong Jin didn't move, so he was silent for a long time, until Rong Jin's face turned red, thinking that Chen Heng was deliberately trying to humiliate himself, and just wanted to steam out the wine directly regardless of it.

With a faint sigh.

Chen Heng raised his head and pointed his hand.

"Mo Cangbi, sweep the dragon and snake drunk ink, dance and wander ......"

This sound fell, and the three thin swords condensed from wine fell to the ground weakly, and fell with a bang, splashing half of Rong Jin's legs.

But at this time, he looked respectful, ignoring the dirt on his body.

Rong Tuo and Rong Xuantao were also silent, facing each other on all sides, only shocked.

With just a sip of fetal breath, he can play such a trick with a glass of wine, and he also cut off Rong Jin's exhalation technique in one go?

Such a majestic fetal breath!

So sharp!

What kind of rank of Qi cultivation is he participating in?!

If this person is not a disciple of the Great Sect, then who else deserves the title of a disciple of the Great Sect?

In the midst of everyone's emotions, Chen Heng shook his head silently, but he couldn't help but regret.

At that moment, he seemed to be only separated from the "Ten Steps and One Kill" by a thin layer of gauze paper, as long as he poked, he could pierce it, and from then on, he would practice kendo and promote it to a new world.

But it's the distance of this thin layer of paper.

After the sudden aura dissipated, it seemed to be separated by an abyss, and the tentacles were only faint and dark.

"How?"

Chen Heng put away his mind and only looked at the past lightly, his expression was neither colorless nor arrogant:

"Is this glass of wine of mine still in my eyes?"

There was a dead silence in the hall for a while, everyone was silent, and after a long time, only Rong Jin sighed and high-fived, and bowed to the ground:

"Sir, you can be a countryman!"

……

After this, there is no more dissensibility.

The two parties quickly negotiated, and signed a legal deed and made an oath on the grounds of 1,000 Fu Yuan, five days of "Jade Twin Mother Pool" practice time, and Tong Gaolu's cultivation resources.

"It's a shame that the wine is over today, so what?"

After putting the golden deed into the Qiankun bag, Chen Heng hugged Rong Tuo and said with a smile:

"I don't know what kind of geographical scenery is hidden in your library, can you let me take a look?"

Rong Tuo's old face tightened.

This is to see my Rong's Taoism?!

He stared at the bamboo mask, and wanted to ask sharply, isn't it clear that there are three conditions?

But when Chen Heng's prestige was captured, he couldn't say it, and he was hesitant.

"Daoyou is really a virtuous gentleman, and he loves me so much, I really deserve it."

Chen Heng sighed:

"Do you know that I am a thin-skinned person, so I don't open my mouth because I am afraid of damaging my ambition? It's okay, I already know the intention of my friend to give me Taoism, don't care about me, please do whatever you want, don't let your kindness be paid in vain. ”

Rong Tuo let out a sneer in his throat, but before he could finish laughing, Chen Heng had already grabbed him, turned into a ray of light and flew into the sky, straight into the sky.

After asking for advice several times in a row, Rong Tuo was finally helpless and stretched out his hand to point in one direction.

Chen Heng smiled slightly, mentioned the fetal breath, and escaped a little faster.

However, after a cup of tea, it fell into a dark attic, and Chen Heng was just about to press the light, Rong Tuo pulled his sleeve robe.

"It's only half an hour!"

His voice was full of emotion, and he grabbed Chen Heng and didn't let go: "No matter what, Daoist friends can only watch for half an hour!" ”

Chen Heng's expression was indifferent, and he responded: "Thank you." ”

Seeing that he walked into the attic without changing his face, Rong Tuo was a little confused and froze in place.

Half an hour......

What can you see in half an hour?

And Chen Heng is there.

After separating the door, I only saw two rows of bookshelves, the jade slips and bamboo silks on them were neatly arranged, there were bright candles shining in the corners, and there was a boy with a vicissitudes of life guarding in front of the candles.

After Chen Heng bowed his head slightly to the boy, he didn't care about him, picked up a bamboo book in his hand, and flipped through it.

"This is ...... "Spear Dafeng Doesn't Fall Down to Pick the Battle Method"?"

Chen Heng only glanced at it, and then frowned secretly: "What a mess." ”

He communicated with the golden cicada in his heart, entered the realm of the One True Fa, and when he had memorized every word in his chest, he withdrew again and continued to move towards the next one.

In the eyes of the boy, Chen Heng just looked at the bamboo book for a few breaths, then put it down again and picked up the next volume.

And so it was until half an hour later.

When Rong Tuo was so anxious that he couldn't help but break into the door, Chen Heng walked out of the attic slowly, his face calm as usual.

"Fellow Daoist, how many have you written down?" Rong Tuo looked at him and asked:

"Although there are not many Taoist techniques, there are many mortal martial arts, military books, pharmacopoeia, etc., don't pick the wrong ......."

"I've written it all down, and I'm familiar with it."

Rong Tuo couldn't hold it anymore, laughed heartily, didn't care, just felt that Chen Heng was joking.

Then, he led Chen Heng to a clean three-story building, and after giving instructions to the palace maids, he smiled and drove away, and said goodbye happily.

"I'm not lying about it...... It's really all written down. ”

Chen Heng looked at Rong Tuo's unbearable appearance and shook his head.

He didn't need the service of the palace maids, he only climbed to the top floor, locked the door, and then found a big ebony chair to sit down, and immersed his mind in the realm of the One True Law.

And so, one day.

In that vast space that was empty and wildless, Chen Heng's body suddenly trembled, and the air currents swirled around, and there were all kinds of bell chime dragon sounds, rolling down, like waterfalls and waves.

"It's done!"

Chen Heng smiled and stretched out his hand to grab it, retracted the airflow, and said to himself.