Chen Ergou is here.

In the pure courtyard, the state he presented was the most real, not the pride of the sky of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, nor a high-profile handsome man, but just a simple young man.

"Brother Sheng, why can't I see your cultivation?"

In Chen Sheng's place, he doesn't play tricks, he can say whatever he wants, and ask directly.

"The breakthrough is not long ago, how can it be possible to break through again, and now it is still the second layer of qi refining."

Chen Sheng said casually: "I have cultivated a breathing technique. ”

Listening to Deacon Zhou, Chen Ergou was already a seventh-level Qi refining monk, five small realms higher than him.

In this way, it is still impossible to see through his cultivation, and it seems that the cultivation of the Taixuan Breath Technique is still very successful.

"The second layer of qi refining, it's too slow."

Chen Ergou was a little uncomfortable, Chen Shengdu had already been in the field for three or four years, and he had only reached the second level of qi refining, this kind of cultivation speed, not to mention in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, was a loose cultivation with no heels, and it could be surpassed.

"It's okay to slow down, just walk safely."

Chen Sheng's heart is very stable, and he doesn't look impatient at all.

His path is clear to himself, others don't understand, and he doesn't understand it even if he explains it.

"That's what I said, but God doesn't forgive people."

Chen Ergou's cultivation is becoming more and more profound, and he can feel the existence of longevity more and more, but he is moving in the direction of Kanpo.

On the road to cultivating immortals, sometimes time passes in the blink of an eye.

He thought that Chen Sheng didn't understand, so he was very worried, and he didn't want this eldest brother of his family to regret it when he was old.

"At a young age, you're worried about this."

Chen Sheng was both moved and funny, what he was not afraid of alone was that the years had boiled people.

However, Chen Ergou, at a young age, can understand the precious truth of time, and he is already stronger than many immortal cultivators.

"Also, we are in the prime of life, so we should fight the sword world and be chic."

Chen Ergou turned his head, but he didn't let go of the worries in his heart, and said, "Brother Sheng, let's go to the immortal cultivation realm, you have cultivated so far, and you have never gone out." ”

These words, dressed in the skin of a young man's spirit, are actually an immortal cultivator of the seventh layer of qi refining, and he plans to be a protector for a rookie of the second layer of qi refining.

"Breaking into the realm of cultivating immortals? It's better to fight monsters and upgrade. ”

Chen Sheng saw Chen Ergou's thoughts, but this kind of worry was actually completely unnecessary, but there was one thing that made him not want to refuse.

That is, he has been cultivating for several years, but he has been staying in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and at this time, let Chen Ergou say that he does have the urge to go out and see the immortal cultivation world.

"That's fine."

Chen Ergou still knew Chen Sheng, and when he heard that the eldest brother did not refuse directly, he was a little moved, so he struck while the iron was hot and settled down directly.

"Where to go?"

Although he was going to go out, Chen Sheng still had concerns, although he was immortal, it was difficult for him to cause harm to other immortal cultivators with the method of refining qi at the second layer.

Chen Ergou's strength is good among the younger generation, but there is also the possibility of overturning.

The two can't play a high-end game, once they turn over, he will be immortal and destined to live, it's a pity for Chen Ergou.

"Go to Chen Guo."

Chen Ergou had a plan in his heart, and quickly said a place.

Chen Guo is a weak dynasty under the jurisdiction of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, the land is barren, and any immortal cultivator can break into the hall of fame.

The realm of the seventh layer of his qi refining, in Chen Guozhong, belongs to the level of a top powerhouse, and when he accompanies Chen Sheng, there will be no accidents.

"Yes."

After listening to Chen Guo's pattern, Chen Sheng was relieved now, this time he didn't talk about dimensionality reduction, but it was also safe and secure, and he could go.

……

Chen Guo.

Mikata-gun.

Taikang City.

This is an ancient Xiongcheng with a long history, which is still standing after three dynasties, and there are many historical monuments, and traces of literati and ink writers abound.

Among them, there is a restaurant, even out of three champions to stay, and leave Mobao, and the champion building is also called, is the first floor of Taikang City.

"Climbing high and looking into the distance, overlooking the world, I can't imagine that I will have such a day."

In the champion building, a sturdy young man, standing with his hands in his hands, standing on the top of the building and looking down, about fifteen zhang high, one by one, people are as small as ants

Who would have thought that three or four years ago, a poor boy who couldn't eat enough would one day come to this place where he used to feel happy at a glance, and he didn't care, eating and talking.

"The pride of the sky of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect actually made such an emotion, and it was heard, but it was a joke."

Chen Sheng laughed, with Chen Ergou's current status, as long as he said a word, he could tear down Taikang City and rebuild it.

Today's emotion, after all, is the end of a dream when I am young.

I'm afraid that after experiencing Chen Guo, Chen Ergou's heart and wisdom will become more and more profound, relieving the past, and being brave and diligent.

"Brother Sheng, I always remember that when I was not admitted to the Immortal Gate, I was called a mud leg."

Chen Ergou also smiled, he didn't care about the past at all, and said: "In the past, I was called a mud leg, I would have low self-esteem, but now I won't, am I changing?" No, I'm still me, in the final analysis, what makes people confident is just this identity, this ability. ”

Therefore, he is really, really, grateful to Chen Sheng, it was he, the eldest brother of his family, who gave him the opportunity to soar.

"Let's have a drink."

Chen Sheng felt that at this time, there was no need to say too much, a glass of wine was enough to say everything.

The two clinked glasses, drank them all, the spicy taste spread in their throats, and there was a pleasant "squeak" in their mouths.

"Junior, where to go!"

The street below the champion building suddenly became chaotic.

An old man with a tiger and a tiger, no traces of old age can be seen at all, moving under his feet, it seems to be able to control the wind, and he jumps casually, which is a few zhang.

In front of him, there was an embarrassed young man, his splendid robe had been torn, and there were sword wounds on the back of his arms, and the blood had become dry and hard after drying.

"When will the immortal cultivators be willing to be the lackeys of the powerful men."

Hua Yuncang fled from the road, and did not forget to scold in his mouth, full of the character of a young man in the rivers and lakes.

The cause of the incident was the beloved son of the imperial guard, who bullied and dominated the market, forcibly abducted people's daughters, and even killed dozens of bloody men.

So, one night, the young man who likes to act for the sky the most, sneaked into the county guard mansion and picked off the head of the gentleman.

I don't want to have a master in the county guard's mansion, that is, Ziyun Lao Dao, and chase him relentlessly, as if it was his son who died.

"It's just weird, you killed the beloved son of the county guard, this head is really valuable."

Ziyun Lao Dao smiled, in the human dynasty, there is still a leakage of spiritual grass, the imperial county guard promised him to take down the head of this young man in the rivers and lakes, and handed over the five hundred years old ginseng treasured by the family to him.

"Old Zamao, what kind of immortal are you cultivating, what kind of Tao are you seeking, I'm sorry."

The young man is also fierce, and under the pursuit of the old way, he didn't even have a word to beg for mercy.

As an immortal cultivator, Ziyun Lao Dao is not a guest where to go, and today he was so insulted by a young man, and his heart was furious, and his murderous aura became more and more cold.