'Bow into the inner door and secure it. ’

'The cultivation is not high, and it is impossible to maintain the current results, and in the later stage, it is difficult to maintain even the top 100'

"You can only worship under the monks of the foundation building period, and you can't enter the eyes of Jindan Zhenren"

This is the idea deduced by the onlookers when they saw Zhong Cang fighting.

So speculative...... It's not a complete mistake.

At least, in the pavilions of the palace in the sky, there are indeed a few people who are moved by Zhong Cang.

Like that hundred swords, looking at Zhong Cang's swordsmanship, his eyes lit up.

However, looking at the few fellow Daoists who were crying poor with him, his expression was cold, and he sighed: "This little guy's swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately, his cultivation is too low, seventeen years old, he has just entered the fifth level of Qi training, and if he wants to raise his cultivation, it will take too many resources." ”

Hearing this, the few people next to them were stunned for a moment, but soon, they figured out something, and they all nodded with serious faces: "That's true, the seventeen-year-old fifth layer of Qi cultivation may have taken a lot of pills to reach this realm, so the cultivation talent is indeed a bit low." ”

"Cultivation is everything for our monks, swordsmanship or something, after all, it's just an embellishment."

Hearing this, Zhang Baijian was indifferent on the surface, but his fists were already clenched.

However, before he could hide his joy, the sighing fellow spoke again.

"Although this kid's talent is really not enough, but who makes me kind, I am willing to give this little guy a chance."

"Ahem, I can too."

These words made Zhang Baijian's eyes widen.

"White, Lu Hong, you two, why don't you play according to the routine!"

"Hahaha, Zhang Baijian, who do you think you can hide from your careful thinking?"

“…… Isn't there anything I can't help it, Baijian Peak is too miserable, two consecutive peak assessments, all at the bottom of the big competition, again, just three times, the master passed on Baijian Peak to me, I can't let his old man's life's hard work pass away. ”

Zhang Baijian's crying made many people speechless.

However, this still has an effect, and many people are ready to quit when they hear his cry of poverty.

"Alas, since you like it, he will give it to you, but first say it, you can only let it happen once."

“…… OK. ”

"Then I'll quit too."

Receiving the response of his colleagues, Zhang Baijian breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that his plan was successful.

When he initially belittled Zhong Cang, he knew that his acting skills were not good, and he would be exposed.

…… The eyes of other real people are not blind, and they can see Zhong Cang's excellence.

Knowing this, he still said this, just to prepare for crying poverty later.

In doing so, he got what he wanted.

But this, from another aspect, also shows that Zhong Cang's performance, although it has entered the eyes of all predecessors and real people, it does not make them too excited.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have 'allowed' it so easily.

When such a thing happened, it was not that Zhong Cang was not performing badly, but that the Yunxiao Sect, as the major sect of the Beiyuan Prefecture, controlled a quarter of the entire state, and there were tens of billions of people who were sheltered by them.

There are so many people, even if the probability of a monk is only one in 10,000, and the Tianjiao monk is even less, but every few years, there are still a large number of Tianjiao who are accepted by the Yunxiao Sect.

Therefore, Jindan Zhenren, as well as other monks who are at the pinnacle of foundation building, have a better choice.

They can choose to be people who have good cultivation talents and comprehension talents, rather than partial students like Zhong Cang.

There were even some special spirit bodies for them to choose from, so Zhong Cang, who only showed a little talent for swordsmanship, was not taken seriously by them.

At least, there's no need for them to scramble.

……

The discussion and turmoil outside, Zhong Cang in the too illusory realm is not clear.

At this moment, he is moving all the way, killing all the way.

Because he often used his sword and sometimes had to chase, it took Zhong Cang half an hour to reach the edge of the ruined city.

As he walked forward, Zhong Cang also discovered that the ruins of this dilapidated city had been thrown into three thousand monks by the sect master.

"Didn't you cast everybody? I don't know if the sect master threw the rest of the people into the forest, or built a few other city ruins......"

This doubt was not thought about by Zhong Cang for too long.

Looking back at the ruins of the city, Zhong Cang prepared to move on, rushing into the forest beyond the ruins.

…… Although there are still some fish that have slipped through the net in the ruins, the number of demons is still too small compared to the monks, which makes the monks not happy to kill.

What Zhong Cang didn't know was that he was okay here, because he had his own big fish, and after the rest of the people couldn't touch it, he had rushed out of the forest for the first time, and he didn't have the intention of killing other monks, which made most of the monks on his side survive.

The ruins of several other cities are due to the fact that there are many monks and few demons.

Some monks with strong strength and domineering personalities are even killed by monks and demons.

It doesn't make sense to do so.

First, this prevents demons from being killed by 'people', allowing those who are strong to kill more monsters.

Second, this is to reduce their competitors in advance.

If there are always fewer demons and more humans, it is not a big deal.

But the next thing was beyond everyone's expectations.

……

Coming to the edge of the city, Zhong Cang was about to walk towards the forest, when suddenly, his expression was stunned.

There were monks who had rushed out of the forest in advance, and at this time they were running towards the ruins of the city with a panicked expression.

“？？？”

"What's going on......"

Before the words were finished, Zhong Cang found that there was no need to ask again.

"Boom ......"

Behind the monk, the sound of a herd of rushing beasts suddenly sounded.

This sound was as loud as thunder, and this also let Zhong Cang know that there were at least tens of thousands of demon beasts rushing towards the ruins of the city, and only such a galloping beast could make such a grand sound.

At the same time, the sudden herd of beasts also made Zhong Cang understand one thing.

"This assessment is not a script for jungle hunting, but a monster siege!"

"Woo ......"

"Help!"

While Zhong Cang's eyes were cold and thinking with emotion, the monk had already come not far in front of him and called for help, and at the same time, there were flying demon beasts, one step ahead of the herd of beasts, and they rushed into the ruins of the city first, and attacked the monks who fled in confusion.

"Groan!"

Zhong Cang did not turn a blind eye to this.

This is that he understands that in the face of the attack of demon beasts, he will never be able to survive alone, and if he saves one more person, the longer he will survive, and the survival time is counted as points.

Another reason, naturally, is to kill demon beasts and get points.

"Whoa......

Compared to land monsters, flying monsters are faster and more agile.

It's just that no matter how fast it is, it can't be as fast as swordsmanship.

"Whew!"

With a flash of sword light, Feng Hua came to the side of the flying demon bird, and then, Feng Hua changed several times in a row, and dodged the attack of the flying demon bird, and then increased his speed violently, from the neck of the flying demon bird, swiped by.

"Whew!"

The sword light flashed, and a big demon bird's head immediately fell, and the demon blood was sprinkled all over the ground.