Huangzhou is located in the southernmost part of Zhongzhou, and the five continents of the world are called by the people of the world, of which Zhongzhou is often only the place with the strongest aura in the middle of Zhongzhou, excluding the southern part of Zhongzhou, that is, Huangzhou.

Wasteland has never been in the eyes of the monks of Middle-earth, and even for most people, Wasteland is just a piece of land in the South Ridge that Middle-earth resists. No monk was willing to go to Huangzhou, and naturally no sect was willing to open a sect in Zhongzhou, until a thousand years ago, the Bishan faction, which belonged to thousands of sects in Zhongzhou, was gradually declining, and had to move south according to the order of the "Dao League".

The wasteland is not big, Yao Liang took the good to fly for two days, and he has reached the real junction of the wasteland and Zhongzhou, just fly hundreds of miles further, Yao Liang and Jianshan can step into the real Zhongzhou.

Yao Liang walked in a hurry, and when he left the Bishan faction, he didn't make any stops along the way, and took Jianshan to ride his huge flying sword all the way north, but when they approached Zhongzhou, the speed of the two of them was much slower.

"Senior Brother Jianshan, we have been flying for so long, and Senior Brother is also tired of this flying sword, so let's rest here for two hours. Yao Liang slowly landed in a deserted place with Jianshan, and said with a smile on his face.

"But Senior Brother Yao Liang, didn't we just rest half an hour ago? It's only been half an hour, why is Senior Brother Yao Liang tired again?"

"Hey, you heard me wrong. Yao Liang touched Jianshan's bald head with his fat palm, which is a habit he developed all the way with Jianshan, although Jianshan did not like it, it can be seen that Yao Liang simply wanted to touch his head, and there was no other malice, so he was relieved.

"Senior Brother Jianshan, what Senior Brother just said is that my flying sword is tired, not that I am tired, and now this break is to let the flying sword rest. Yao Liang raised his eyebrows, seeing that Shanshan didn't hear his words clearly, which made him feel even happier.

"When we rest, aren't the flying swords resting? Jianshan showed a look of disbelief on his face, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes kept staring at Yao Liang, waiting for Yao Liang to give him a satisfactory answer.

"It's different, it's different. Yao Liang laughed dryly, and withdrew the palm placed on Jianshan's head, his face was still unfinished, "Jianshan's senior disciple is a person in the Buddhist sect, and it is normal not to know that my Daomen practice exercises, in my Daomen, the monk and his natal magic weapon are two completely independent individuals, the monk can cultivate, and the magic weapon can also be cultivated." ”

When Yao Liang began to talk about the cultivation method of the Daomen, Jianshan had an extremely interested expression on his face, which made him forget what he was going to say before for a while.

"Sure enough, he is a little monk who doesn't know the world. Yao Liang saw the expression of seeing goodness, his heart was happy, he cleared his throat, the whole person's temperament suddenly became vast, if you ignore his body and weight, the first time you see will definitely be shocked by Yao Liang's temperament, thinking that he is a master.

Although Yao Liang's own body weight made him look a little weaker, he was still attracted to seeing goodness, and people in Buddhism didn't take all living beings seriously.

Yao Liang glanced over and smiled at Jianshan, "My Daomen monk and his natal magic weapon can both cultivate and grow, the monk wants to rest, and the natal magic weapon naturally needs to rest, has the senior brother of Jianshan ever understood?"

"I don't understand, the little monk has been a monk since he was a child, and he doesn't know much about the cultivation of Taoism. Jianshan replied honestly.

"So, now it's Senior Brother's turn to rest with his Natal Flying Sword. Yao Liang took the goodness, slowly walked to the place where the population gathered, the closer to the Central Continent, the more civilized the mortal people, the prevalence of the practice of the wind so that the children of a few years old know about the practice, but a Taoist priest with a little monk combination is rare even in the Middle Continent, the two of them have attracted a lot of attention here.

"Alas, although Senior Brother Yao Liang is reasonable, but now it is the fourth time to rest today, if we do this every day, what year and month will we be able to reach Taihemen. Seeing the goodness sighed lightly, worried about Hezhi in his heart, and wanted to return to the Bishan faction after completing the task of seeing Hezhi as soon as possible.

"Senior brother, don't worry. Yao Liang tugged at Jianshan's sleeves and pulled him into a restaurant, "Huangzhou is too remote, along the way, there is not even a place to eat, and now it's finally almost in Zhongzhou, see the good junior brother, let's eat first and then go on the road." ”

Yao Liang didn't care whether he agreed or not, and pulled him into the restaurant to find a place, "Shopkeeper, bring the best food in your store to Daoye, remember, if you want to bring meat, you will serve Daoye a pot of wine." Yao Liang took out a silver ticket from his arms and slapped it heavily on the table.

Jianshan glanced at the silver ticket, one hundred taels, he quickly lowered his head and said, "Senior Brother Yao Liang, the little monk is a monk, and he can't touch meat." ”

Yao Liang shook his head and didn't speak, but said to the shopkeeper who had just come here: "Give this little monk master a few more delicious vegetarian dishes." ”

Seeing that Shan just wanted to refuse, thinking that what Yao Liang said in the end was a vegetarian dish, since it was a vegetarian dish, it was not a broken commandment, Jian Shan smiled, and then folded his hands and stopped talking.

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Su Chen, who was far away in the Pishan Sect, after passing through the Pishan Sect's Sect Protector Array, walked all the way but did not see a single disciple of the Pishan Sect, "By the way, today should be the day when the top four disciples of the Pishan Sect compete for the rankings, and at the same time, this day will also enter the Snow Peak and demolish Li Wuji." ”

Xuefeng is in the northernmost part of the Bishan faction, there is still some distance from Su Chen, Su Chen entered the Bishan mainly to find Yao Liang to return to the immortal envoy order, and then went to Zhongzhou Taihemen, but he is a disciple of the Bishan faction after all, Su Chen decided to say goodbye to Chen Jingtang and Fang Lao, who took care of him a lot.

"Elder Fang, Elder Fang?"

Su Chen, who came to the Scripture Pavilion, shouted several times in a row, but did not say any response, Su Chen was slightly anxious in his heart, "Elder Fang, disciple Su Chen is here to pay a visit." ”

"Tom!"

Suddenly, there was the sound of a heavy object falling on the second floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Su Chen looked startled, and hurriedly turned around, an old figure was lying on the ground at the moment, panting constantly, who was it not Fang Lao?

"Xiao Suchen, you're back!"

Fang Lao's voice was as faint as a mosquito, and every word he said consumed a lot of his strength, but when he saw Su Chen, his face still couldn't hide his surprise.

"Elder Fang, what's wrong with you?" Su Chen's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support Elder Fang, "Elder Fang, what's wrong with you, who actually injured you like this?"

"Ahem......" Fang Lao shook his head, unwilling to answer, "Xiao Suchen, where have you been these days, and why haven't you appeared for a few days?"

"Disciple ......" Su Chen hesitated for a moment, unwilling to lie to Elder Fang, who took good care of him, and told everything that had happened in the past few days, including the Nanling Corpse Demon, without the slightest concealment.

"Ahem...... I didn't expect this to be the case, "Xiao Suchen, how about you promise the old man?"

When he heard that Su Chen was going to Zhongzhou Taihe Gate for help, Old Fang's face suddenly turned rosy, but Su Chen's tears couldn't help but fall, "Little Su Chen, how about you promised the old man?"

"Elder Fang, please say, if a disciple can do it, he will definitely go to the soup and fight the fire, and he will never give up. Su Chen hurriedly spoke, looking at Elder Fang, who had almost run out of oil, and the sadness that had not yet dissipated swept through his whole body again.

"I didn't ...... It's not that serious. Elder Fang shook his head, "Listening to what you just said, you have obtained the inheritance of the Immortal Patrol Envoy and the disciples of the Taihe Sect, and if you go to the Central Continent, you will definitely be accepted as a disciple by the Taihe Sect, you should leave the Bishan Sect now, and go further and further." ”

Su Chen's face was stunned, and he didn't say anything for a long time, Fang Lao seemed to be able to sense what he was thinking, and continued: "Yao Liang is no longer in the Bishan Sect at the moment, since he is also a disciple of the Taihe Sect, he must have gone back to Zhongzhou, Xiao Su Chen, you don't want to be in the ...... Wasted in the Bishan faction...... It's time, before they ...... Discover ......"

Suddenly, Fang Lao's hands hung down, and the next few words were never spoken, his physical body turned into a little green at this moment, dissipating between heaven and earth, cultivating to the fourth realm, if there is no special magic weapon to preserve the monk's body, when the monk dies, the physical body can not bear the spiritual power in his body, and will automatically collapse and dissipate.

"Old Fang!" Su Chen looked up to the sky and cried, returning to Su Chen of the Bishan Sect again, but he didn't expect it to be such a scene, Su Chen stood in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in a daze, the old man leaning on the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion can no longer be seen now.

"I must avenge Elder Fang!" Su Chen secretly made up his mind in his heart, and then ran straight towards Xuefeng, Su Chen felt that a qi had accumulated in his chest, constantly stirring the Taihe spiritual power in his body.

That qi has been appearing since he entered Zhenling Peak, he was already at the peak of the sitting light realm, but because he couldn't sense the white jade ruler, he couldn't step into the third realm, and at this moment, this qi in Su Chen's chest kept urging his spiritual power to probe the white jade ruler, Su Chen knew that this was an opportunity, he calmed down, completely immersed his mind on the white jade ruler, and after half an hour, suddenly a voice came.

"Whew!"

The white jade ruler in Su Chen's arms flew straight out, rotating in the air, his face was not happy or sad, his heart moved, the white jade ruler was magnified several times, Su Chen jumped up, standing firmly on the white jade ruler, at this moment, Su Chen finally reached the realm of imperial objects.

Su Chen flew towards the Snow Peak with a white jade ruler, he had just stepped into the Imperial Realm, just like a monk who had stayed in this realm for many years, without the slightest sense of jerkiness, Su Chen suddenly realized at this moment.

Born to practice, there is a lonely way.

At this moment, Su Chen finally knew why both the white cat and Meng Qishan persuaded him to abandon the seven emotions and six desires, and he couldn't step into the realm of imperial things for so long, and he couldn't have an induction with the white jade ruler, not because he didn't practice hard enough, and his talent was not smart enough, but except for the fact that his qualifications were ordinary measured by the spirit mirror of the day, everyone else said that Su Chen's talent was comparable to Yao Liang and Yanling, but Su Chen's cultivation was still much behind him, and the extremely important reason was that Su Chen had been entangled in trivial matters and couldn't concentrate on one thing.

Cultivation is a matter that requires great understanding.

The monk is lonely, fighting, it has become the instinct of the monk, and he is like a lonely sword standing on the white jade ruler, facing the wind. Su Chen had some faint speculation in his heart, maybe Elder Fang's death was related to Xue Feng.