When Chen Sheng left the Heavenly Palace, he saw Lu Su squatting on a boulder.

"Did you get it?" Lu Su rubbed his palms, his expression was quite excited, and he coveted the two majestic wrestlers standing outside the Heavenly Palace.

Chen Sheng put down his palm, the wound on his chest had recovered as before, nodded slowly, took out the harvest in the hall, and the two guys sat on the ground to share the spoils.

Lu Su got the mountain movers who were not in the weather, but were more suitable for the small mountain gate, and took away the wooden puppets and the corresponding formations.

Chen Sheng stood tall, holding his sword in his hand, and waited quietly for the rest of the people.

Lu Su smiled and pointed to the sky in the distance, and said, "Jindan Heavenly Tribulation, haven't you seen it?"

Chen Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt a familiar aura from the clouds, "Is it Brother Hao?"

Turning his head to look at Lu Su, he found that he didn't show a surprised look, and suddenly said, "You know?"

"That's nature, that kid's sword intent, the taste is too rushing!" Lu Su smiled lightly and said indifferently.

Chen Sheng smiled casually, "Then they will be handed over to you!"

Lu Su nodded, and then the young man, who had not had time to change into his blood-colored robe, raised his sword, fell down the boulder in an extremely violent manner, and flew away in the direction of the lightning flash.

.........

A purple thunderbolt as thick as an arm fell, and Chen Hao fell from the sky, holding the white long sword in his hand, and his whole body was numb.

Chen Sheng was stopped by a person on the edge of the thundercloud, and the young water god squinted at the young man who was quite similar to Chen Hao's face, and wondered: "What is your relationship with that kid?"

Chen Sheng hesitated, "Why did you stop me?"

The young water god smiled and said, "Even if you are a monk from the outside world, you don't know what Jindan said about the tribulation, you should be able to see that the thunder was powerful that day, why did you still break inside?"

The palm of his hand quietly climbed up to the hilt of the sword, Chen Sheng was like a great enemy, and he could feel the deliberate coercion of the person in front of him, far better than any enemy he had ever faced.

The envoy appeared, glanced at the two people who looked like they were hands-on, and said to the young water god: "If you kill this kid, the good relationship with that person will be in vain." ”

Then he looked at Chen Sheng, his face was strange, "That stupid guy let you deceive?"

Chen Sheng sneered, drumming in his heart.

With a smile in his eyes, he took the lead behind him, and said indifferently: "No matter what means you use, how many things you can get from the Heavenly Palace are your blessings, and the old man will not interfere." ”

The young water god was slightly stunned, and listened carefully to the word Tiangong, and immediately changed his attitude towards Chen Sheng, and said with a smile: "Look at your face, it has a lot to do with that Chen boy." ”

Chen Sheng bowed his head, feeling the coercion of the withdrawal beside him, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said with a light smile: "Cousin." ”

With a sudden expression, the young water god slapped his thigh, stepped forward and said extremely enthusiastically: "It turned out to be Brother Chen, you can bring out the baby from the Xiaoyao Heavenly Palace, your skills are not bad!"

Looking at the young man who suddenly withdrew his momentum, Chen Sheng put on a smiling face, shook hands with Lord Water God and smiled, and talked happily.

The knowledgeable envoy on the side rolled his eyes, was quite speechless, and simply left here directly, going to a place filled with blood mist.

There was only the last thunder left in the thunderclouds, and Chen Hao, dressed in a snow-white robe, was mottled at the moment.

There was a small sword suspended in the qi mansion that was completely condensed, and only the last trace was missing to be completely counted as the Jindan Sword Cultivation Natal Sword Pill.

Chen Hao stared slightly, his cheeks glowing with lilac light under the electric light, holding the ghost sword in front of him, and the true yuan in his body was poured into it, guiding him with pure sword intent.

The white-robed young man raised his head, a smile on the corner of his mouth, just waiting for the last thunder to fall.

The heavenly thunder that had accumulated for a long time and turned into a dragon suddenly fell, and the dark clouds dissipated in an instant, leaving only the thunder that tore through the blue sky and Chen Hao's brilliant sword light.

"Dao Jianhua!"

Two thick pillars of light collided together, purple and white were staggered, and Chen Hao's body slowly fell from the air, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chen Sheng flew forward, frowned to inspect the injury, and squeezed the afterglow of the Heavenly Tribulation in his hand with a palm of his hand.

Suddenly, a gilded crown that was somewhat blackened fell from Chen Hao's arms.

In the distance, one of the gods of the mountains and rivers who were standing together again at some point suddenly laughed, pointed at the ugly man and laughed: "I won!"

The man was silent, he had made a bet with the young man before, betting on whether Chen Hao would take out the golden crown that was regarded as a treasure to resist the heavenly thunder.

At that time, the young water god swore that he would do so, and the man shook his head.

After that, Chen Hao almost exhausted the magic weapon he took out, and he was reluctant to move the golden crown, which made the man feel more reassured, feeling that the victory was in his hands, but he didn't expect to break the gong at the last moment.

The young water god, who can be called a desperate life, was complacent, looking at Chen Hao's gaze softened a lot, and even wondered if he would take out some magic weapons.

However, this thought was quickly pressed, Chen Sheng snorted coldly, sealed the raging heavenly thunder in his hand into the golden crown, stuffed it into his sleeve casually, and picked up Chen Hao and sat by a waterhole.

"Brother Chen, what kind of magical power are you?" The young water god approached and was greatly surprised, he had never seen such a spell that could easily detain thunder.

Chen Sheng ignored it, and used Aoki Jue to probe out the aura to calm Chen Hao's internal injuries, and encountered some weirdness.

Among Chen Hao's various meridians, there was a fierce aura that was not like the true yuan, which was not lightly entangled with the remaining heavenly thunder, tearing the place where Chen Shenggang had repaired again, making it even worse.

Frowning slightly, Chen Sheng began to think hard about how to crack it, and whispered in his heart to call Tianjizi, who had been silent for a long time.

After a long time, an eager voice sounded, and Tianjizi was excited, "Don't interfere, this is the best moment to determine the quality of Jindan, if the quality is of the highest quality, it will be of great benefit to his combat power." ”

Chen Sheng hurriedly withdrew from Zhenyuan, his eyes met the young water god with a resentful face, and turned his head to see a man standing aside.

"What are the two of you?" Chen Sheng's attitude was not bad, because although these two people appeared at the wrong time, they did not take advantage of the danger of others, nor did they show killing intent.

It's just that the two guys have some resentment in their eyes.

The Hanzi Mountain God glanced at Chen Sheng, remembered the bet he lost, and threw down the huge box with a cold snort, the ground trembled, obviously not light.

The young water god smiled slightly, stared at Chen Shengdao, "Brother Chen, your method of imprisoning thunder was obtained from the Heavenly Palace?"

Chen Sheng pretended to be stupid, how could a secret of this level be easily said, or to a guy who saw only two sides at first sight.

Sighing, Chen Sheng said casually: "In my hometown, there is a thundercloud that does not disperse all year round, and after a long time, some of my people have the ability to not be afraid of thunder. ”

The young water god suddenly realized, and lowered his voice and said, "Brother Chen, don't worry, I will keep this matter a secret for you." ”

Chen Sheng nodded, thanked him softly, and then said that he would take Chen Hao to the outside of the Xiaoyao Heavenly Palace.

"Okay, you and I are in a hurry, there is nothing to give, so I will give you another golden crown" The young water god smiled and took out a gilt crown that was no different from Chen Sheng's sleeve, and did not forget to remind: "That kid woke up and said that this is still the original one." ”

Chen Sheng was stunned and nodded with a smile.

The young water god was satisfied, and slowly drove the water transport away, like a god patrolling the world, majestic gods.

Chen Sheng picked up Chen Hao, jumped out of more than 100 zhang in one step, and then landed smoothly with the unloading force of the true yuan, and so on.

Lu Su turned his head to stare at the guy in Chen Sheng's arms, and was surprised: "I know that this kid has a good temperament, but I didn't expect him to be so suitable for that sword path." ”

Gently placing Chen Hao on the ground, Chen Sheng's gaze fell on the bronze giant door, where a small opening was cracked.

Li Heng slowly walked out of it, his whole person lost weight several times, holding a booklet in his hand, and his eyes were bright.

"I said, Senior Brother Li, how many treasures have you taken from other people, and tortured people like this. Lu Su chuckled.

Seeing that Li Heng's inner realm had not advanced an inch, the runes on his side flowed, and the Great Dao seed in his body was growing extremely well, Lu Su squinted his eyes and rejoiced in his heart.

Li Hengqiang smiled, handed the booklet to Chen Sheng, and fainted.

Lu Sujing walked by himself and spread his hands at Chen Sheng.

Helplessly working as a coolie again, Chen Sheng could naturally see that Li Heng was exhausted, and suddenly fainted when he saw the two of them relaxed.

The two continued to sit cross-legged, with two teenagers lying behind them, reflecting the moonlight and a warm breeze.

.........

The envoy pinched Gu Liang's blood shadow with one hand, imprisoned the culprit with the great monk, and said with a cruel smile: "What a big dog guts, the old man has guarded the secret realm for thousands of years, and you are still the first to have a kind of mind to move the ghost domain and take action." ”

Gu Liang sneered, "Why didn't the seniors kill me to vent their anger?"

"The old man is not so stupid, how can I find out the little beast who is behind the wind and rain after killing you?" the envoy sneered, waved his sleeves to put Gu Liang away, and followed the blood qi to the next place.

At the same time, Gu Liang in various places in the secret realm exploded one after another, hiding in the mountains and rivers.

Under a low mountain, Cao Yin and He Daoren squatted in the grass.

"Surnamed He, are you sure there is a mountain spirit here?" the Cao disciple frowned and said, "I can't find it again, but don't blame us for killing you." ”

Countless fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, He Daoren quietly wiped the cold sweat, and his tone was firm: "Don't dare to deceive you, there are definitely here!"

Up to now, there is only hope that the ancestors will accumulate some virtue, and the secret method left behind is not all a means of bluffing, that is, only one is a real material, and according to the probability, it should be.

Cao Yin nodded slightly, and a few people walked slowly and began to climb the mountain.

The top of the mountain is not high, and the scenery that can be seen from the top is very small, and the hill that does not even have a few trees is really shabby.

In terms of a common saying in the mortal world, where birds don't, there can be a fart mountain god.

Cao Yin asked the He Dao people to look for it, and sat cross-legged on a small stump with the children of the Cao family, closing their eyes and resting.

After about half an hour, there was really no way to delay, He Daoren cried with a sad face, walked back to Cao Yin's side, stretched his neck, "Give me a good time!"

Cao Yin smiled lightly and quipped: "Have you searched all of them?"

He Daoren's tone was sad: "I've found it all!"

"Think again. Cao Yin was not in a hurry, he talked and laughed with the children of the Cao family.

The Taoist surnamed He was shocked, carefully thinking about whether he had missed some corners, and finally his eyes fell on the stump under the buttocks of the two.

"Fellow Daoist, can I bother you to get up for a moment. He Daoren didn't have the courage to call Cao Yin, so he had to whisper to the Cao family disciple, and quietly looked at Cao Yin with his eyes.

Just as he was talking about the rise, the children of the Cao family frowned, and just as he wanted to make a difficulty, he saw Cao Yin shaking his head lightly, so he had to stand up with a black face, and glanced at He Daoren with a heavy look.

Cao Yin smiled lightly, seeing the subtle movements of the clansmen in his eyes and remembering them in his heart.

He Daoren had a smiling face that was uglier than crying, and after repeatedly exploring the secret method passed down by the bastard ancestor who had created eight lifetimes of iniquity, he looked at Cao Yin stupidly.

Cao Yin got up with a smile, stretched out his hand and asked for it, his posture and charm were very different from those of the same family.

In fact, there was no need for any Daoist to probe it, and the dwarf stump had already grown its own feet and began to run.

He Daoren's eyes were bright, and the ancestor who had been thrown into the stinky ditch arched high in his heart, no matter what, his life was saved.

Several sect disciples began to chase after a short period of stunned, among which the Cao family disciple who carved the mark in Cao Yin's heart was the most active and took the lead.

He Daoren followed, on the contrary, Cao Yin, who had the highest cultivation, fell at the end, not far or near, not slow or slow.

The figure suddenly appeared, holding down the stump that had escaped from the road, and looked coldly at the few people who were reluctant to chase after him, with anger in his eyes.

"Your Excellency!" the crowd stopped and saluted respectfully.

All monks from the sect know that the last thing to be messed with in this secret realm is the old man in front of him, because he is not only in charge of the Kun boat in and out of the secret realm, but also the last chance to splash the sky, and no one can get it without this nod.

With a cold snort, the guide swept his gaze over a few people, and he wrote it down, and saw a young man coming, and then frowned and asked, "You are also here to catch this tree spirit?"

Cao Yin smiled lightly and shook his head, "The younger generation is just happy to see the hunt, and I want to come and see it for a long time, this is the first time I have seen such a magical thing." ”

The language is calm and sincere.

He Daoren's eyes rolled, and he borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and he was about to speak, but he was blocked by the leading word.

"Several of you all have swords in your hands, and you can't be blind when you are an old man?"

The envoy sneered, swept Cao Yin's face, softened his gaze, and said indifferently: "Just leave, don't make any more moves against spirits in the future." ”

Dispersing Cao Yin and his party, the old man rubbed his eyebrows, and said with a headache: "I can't let that kid's incident repeat itself, and it will be bad if there is another Jindan realm." ”

"Brother Cao, after today, the Lord will definitely have a very good impression of you, maybe you will take care of it, and it is more likely to get the final opportunity. ”

Without the way of living as a spirit, He Daoren can only put his hope on the sycophant kung fu he has taught for many years.

Cao Yin smiled lightly and patted He Daoren on the shoulder, "It's no wonder you're here, it's me who doesn't have this blessing." ”

He Daoren smiled brightly, and his eyes slowly rolled.

Cao Yin understood and chuckled, "You can go." ”

"Gotcha!"

Staring at the figure of the person leaving, the children of the Cao family were puzzled: "Senior brother, why do you want to let him go?"

Several sect disciples beside him also looked at Cao Yin, and they hated He Daoren's previous greedy behavior in their hearts, and they wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

Cao Yin squinted and smiled, and said lightly: "A real villain like him will always be useful." ”