After Liang Zicheng came to the square, he found that it was already densely packed with people, and there were many people walking towards the square from all over the place like Liang Zicheng. On the high platform of the square, there were dozens of futons, apparently reserved only for those who preached.

Liang Zicheng found a random corner at the back, sat down, closed his eyes and waited. And those monks in the middle stage of Qi cultivation also sat down one after another in front of and behind Liang Zicheng.

Half an hour later, more than a dozen people walked up to the high platform, and the noise below was also silent, knowing that the evangelistic meeting was about to begin.

An old Qi Cultivator of the Great Perfection broke out of the crowd, walked to the center of the high platform and sat down, and began to explain some of the basic issues of Qi Cultivation Cultivator's cultivation, he did not talk about those profound things, or ethereal and useless things. Some of the problems encountered from the beginning of Qi training to the Great Perfection of Qi training.

This Qi Cultivation Great Perfection monk spoke for more than half an hour, and after finishing speaking, he won the applause of almost everyone, and the experience of Qi Cultivation Great Perfection monks was a valuable experience for them who were low-level Qi cultivation monks.

Although Liang Zicheng has successfully built a foundation, the experience of these Qi cultivators is also very valuable, which can make it easier for him to stabilize his state of mind, so that he can easily break through the bottleneck in the future.

Then another Qi Cultivation Great Perfection monk walked into the ring, Liang Zicheng was about to listen to his cultivation experience, who knew that this was the time A mid-level Qi cultivation monk who had just stared at him suddenly said: "Boy, your companion is in my hands, if you want him to live, come with me."

"My companion, could it be Nangong Feng?" Liang Zicheng glanced at the monk and immediately followed behind them, and the rest of the middle-level monks also left their seats one after another and followed behind Liang Zicheng.

Liang Zicheng followed behind this middle-level monk and went directly out of Northern Wu Xianyuan City and came to a forest outside Xianyuan City.

The middle-level monk brought at this time suddenly stopped, only to see him shouting loudly to the front, "Senior Brother Wu, the person has already been brought."

With the shouting of this middle-level Qi Cultivator, an old man from the ninth level of Qi Cultivation immediately came here carrying Nangong Feng. Liang Zicheng glanced at the old man and found that it was Wu Yunfeng, who was competing with him for the flying boat at the auction.

"Senior save me". Nangong Feng saw Liang Zicheng and immediately shouted loudly.

"What do you want to do when you catch my friend?" Liang Zicheng asked.

"Hehe, it's good to say that the old man's surname is Wu, and he naturally came here to spread wealth for Taoist friends. Wu Yunfeng said with a smile, and after speaking, he directly threw Nangong Feng aside.

"Hehe, the old man dared to grab treasures with the old man when he saw that Daoyou was at the auction, and I think that Daoyou's net worth must be a lot of money;

"So, Daoist friends are here to rob?" Liang Zicheng's eyes looked at Wu Yunfeng.

"Yes, the old man is here to rob, and if you know each other, hand over the flying boat quickly, and bring one or two treasures that can enter the old man's eye. Wu Yunfeng said without hesitation. As soon as he finished speaking, those mid-level Qi cultivators immediately surrounded Liang Zicheng.

"Chatter," a mid-level Qi cultivator raised his spear in front of him, let out a strange laugh, swept his eyes down Liang Zicheng, and finally stopped at Liang Zicheng's storage bag, with a greedy look in his eyes.

"Boy, hand over your storage bag, maybe Senior Brother Wu will spare your life. A mid-level disciple laughed.

At this time, another middle-level monk: "Stinky boy, don't be ignorant, I will drain your soul and refine your soul later, and it will be too late to regret it!"

"If you want my storage bag, you can get it yourself." Liang Zicheng didn't have a good impression of these monks who robbed him.

"Look for death!" The middle-level monk had a murderous intent in his eyes, and with a little spear, he stabbed at Liang Zicheng's face.

Liang Zicheng didn't have the slightest affection for this kind of cultivator, and directly summoned a few fire snakes and smashed them at this group of mid-level Qi cultivation disciples. Cultivation is at the fourth or fifth level of Qi training, so he dares to come and rob the foundation building monks.

Wu Yunfeng was wiping his high-grade magic weapon long knife in the distance, and the seventh-level Qi cultivation monk in front of him, I believed that his six mid-level Qi cultivation juniors would definitely take it down, and all he had to do now was to suppress the formation for the juniors and disciples to prevent the seventh-level Qi cultivation monks from escaping.

When Wu Yunfeng saw Liang Zicheng summon several fire snakes at once, he immediately noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted loudly: "Be careful!" A monk who can send out so many fire snakes in a row is definitely not an ordinary monk.

When these middle-level Qi cultivators heard Senior Brother Wu's word of caution, it was already too late, and a red-colored fire snake wrapped around them like a ghost. The spear that had been lit out immediately stopped in mid-air. And the other brothers were all entangled by the red snake at this time.

Before these mid-level cultivators could let out a scream, they immediately disappeared between heaven and earth.

Wu Yunfeng looked at the junior disciples who had disappeared, and he couldn't help but blame himself for a while, if he also joined the battle circle, this kind of thing would not happen, and his junior disciples would not have an accident.

However, this seventh-level Qi cultivation monk in front of him must die, thinking of this, Wu Yunfeng immediately picked up the knife in his hand and said, "Boy, I want to kill you to pay tribute to the heavenly spirits of my junior disciples"?

Then I saw Wu Yunfeng pouring spiritual power into that knife, and that knife emitted a dazzling light, it was a sword, and its attack power was very sharp and domineering. A ninth-level cultivator who practiced qi was actually able to practice a sword, presumably he must have put a lot of effort into the sword.

Wu Yunfeng looked at the sword that appeared for a while, this sword was cultivated by him after more than forty years of cultivation, with this sword mang, he had no opponent among the monks of the same level, and even ordinary monks who practiced qi and Great Perfection would not be embarrassed by him when they saw him.

"Go die". Wu Yunfeng raised the long knife in his hand high and slashed towards Liang Zicheng with the sword, while the seventh-level disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect on the opposite side just stood there and released a fire snake.

A seventh-level fire snake technique will want to resist his ninth-level qi cultivation sword? He is not a junior disciple who has just practiced the middle level of qi, and he was wiped out by one of his fire snake techniques.

As long as he touches his sword, this seventh-layer fire snake technique will definitely disappear, and then it will be when the seventh-layer disciple of qi cultivation will die.

Wu Yunfeng's sword slashed at the fire snake with an unbeatable light, but it was not as he imagined that it would disappear when he touched the sword fire snake.

Instead, his sword disappeared after touching the fire snake, and the high-grade magic weapon long knife in his hand didn't even split the fire snake, and passed directly through the fire snake.

Han Yunfeng also burrowed into the fire snake, and he immediately found that the aura shield on his body actually had no effect, and disappeared directly.

Wu Yunfeng only realized that something was wrong at this time, but it was already too late, and before he could make any movements, he disappeared between heaven and earth, not even leaving a scream.

"Ahh Nangong Feng couldn't help but let out a scream, he really didn't expect this senior he met in the Demon Beast Forest to be so powerful.

Not long ago, Zhang Wenqiang, who practiced qi at the eighth layer, he didn't think Liang Zicheng was very powerful, but now he actually killed a monk with a ninth layer of qi cultivation in one move, and he knew that this inconspicuous monk was very powerful.

After Liang Zicheng packed up a few storage bags on the ground, he immediately said to Nangong Feng: "Boy, what are you still doing there, don't you go back to Xianyuan City?"

"Yes, yes, senior". At this moment, Nangong Feng actually nodded directly, not daring to make the slightest move, walking directly in front and taking the lead towards Northern Wu Immortal Yuan City.

After the two returned to the Yuelai Inn in Xianyuan City, Liang Zicheng immediately took out the small model that he got from the auction that looked like the seven-story scripture pavilion in the ancient space.

He carefully looked at the model in front of him, wondering if it would be the teleportation array of the Heavenly Machine Sect's Hidden Scripture Pavilion?

Liang Zicheng immediately followed the method of the twelve-story demon tower teleportation array to try this mysterious model.

"I want to enter the seventh-floor scripture pavilion of the Heavenly Machine Sect." Liang Zicheng silently recited these incantations, but no matter how he recited them, there was no improvement in the slightest.