A round of scorching sun scorched the earth, and the scorching heat was steaming up, Chen Muyang had to hold back his slightly irritable mood, and looked down from the air, a small silver river was flowing in the overgrown and green trees.

The source of the river is between the mountains not far away, and it is formed by the convergence of streams on the peak. Chen Muyang chose a place where the vegetation flourished, and fell from the sky, and the huge purple gold gourd under the seat turned into a palm-sized ornament and automatically hung on Chen Muyang's belt.

The river is crystal clear, and there are some small fish swimming freely in the murmuring stream. The river water felt a little cool, Chen Muyang took a few sips of water, and his hot mood cooled a lot.

After washing his face, Chen Muyang took out a blue-gray slender leather bucket from the Qiankun bag, pulled out the stopper, and poured out a roll of skin, which was called the Yingchuan Water Vein Map.

This Yingchuan water vein diagram is a magic weapon that he has refined himself, and he can watch the direction of the river. Chen Muyang pointed a little leather scroll, and the leather scroll floated in the air, and a black dot in the picture quickly enlarged, showing the mountains and rivers near here.

"It turns out that this small river is finally flowing into the Pingjiang River! In this way, it is good to follow this river and explore the water veins of the Pingjiang River!"

He stood up, feeling something, and looked up to see a small dot in the blue sky in the distance. It is a herring boat, this kind of flying boat is not big, more than one zhang wide, more than three zhang long, and it is blue and black! It usually flies by absorbing the essence of yang fire by relying on a big sail, and travels 2,000 miles a day.

I don't know which way the local tyrant actually has such a stylish car.

There were three people on the herring boat, and the one who looked a little calmer was a handsome young man, who was wearing a black crown and a white sword robe, standing on the bow of the boat and facing the wind, with a sharp aura.

This person's name is Xu Ziping, and he is a true disciple of the West Lake Sword Sect, and he is a cultivator in the concentrating period. Behind him stood two young men, a man and a woman. The male monk's name was Han Yuan, with a thin face and a rebellious expression, and he wore a black and white tencel robe, while the female monk Jade Xiao was delicate and lovely, and was dressed in a lake-green palace dress.

The speed of the flying boat was very fast, and it quickly flew close to Chen Muyang from a small point.

"Hey, it's Lao Chen!" Xu Ziping said in surprise.

Han Yuan also found Chen Muyang standing in the distance, and with a wave of his hand, a stream of water vapor formed a round mirror technique, but he saw a handsome young man, with iron hoops and hair in a bun, his temples were scattered and strands of hair were flowing down, he was wearing a shabby gray sermon robe, his arms and sleeves were rolled up, he was carrying a sword box behind him, and a Qiankun bag was on his waist.

"What kind of sect is this person so disdainful?" Han Yuan said with disdain, "Could it be Senior Brother's old acquaintance?"

"You can't look like people!, he is my best friend, Chen Muyang, the second disciple of the Yingchuan faction!" Xu Zi said solemnly.

"Hmph, what a second disciple, it turned out to be that Yingchuan outcast! No wonder it looks like this!" Han Yuan said with a smile.

Yu Xiao asked puzzledly: "I know that the Yingchuan Sect and our Wuji Sword Sect are both famous sects, so the chief and secondary disciples in the sect are all the proud sons of the heavens, how can they be outcasts!"

With a wave of Han Yuan's hand, the round mirror technique suddenly became larger, and he saw Chen Muyang's appearance very clearly: "This Chen Muyang entered the immortal ruins ten years ago, and he didn't want to have a big change, the demon soul came out of the cave, and many people died, and some people from the Yingchuan faction died in it! Yingchuan sent Mingyuan Zhenren to expel him from the sect, enter the world to do penance, and said that after a hundred years, he could accumulate millions of merits before he could re-enter the sect!"

Han Yuan said here with a slight smile and said, "Senior sister, do you think that without the support of the sect, you have been practicing in the mortal world for a hundred years, what will be the situation?"

Yu Xiao thought for a moment, and said with some emotion: "A monk in the Qi refining period, even if he condenses qi into liquid, he will only have a lifespan of a hundred years! Moreover, if there is no master, then there will be no cultivation resources, and he can only become a casual cultivator. The road ahead is cut off, and I am afraid that in a hundred years, it will turn into a pile of dry bones!"

Xu Ziping held the railing of the herring boat with his hand, turned his head and looked at Han Yuan coldly, and reprimanded: "Two Shen Yan! You weren't there at the immortal ruins back then, don't comment on it!"

"Senior brother, why do you want to defend a monk who has no way forward like this, and lose his identity in vain!" Han Yuan said, "Our two sects, with the same spirit, are the real family!"

Seeing that the two of them were still self-conscious, Xu Ziping didn't say much, these proud sons of heaven of the big sects, if they were not taught a lesson, they would not know what modesty and prudence were.

The herring flying boat lowered its altitude and sailed towards Chen Muyang. After a while, the boat stopped in the air four or five feet away from Chen Muyang, and two men and one woman walked out of the cabin.

"Senior Brother Chen, it's me!" Xu Ziping jumped off the boat, walked to Chen Muyang's side, bent down and arched his hand, and said with emotion, "After five years, Senior Brother Chen's demeanor is still the same!"

When Chen Muyang saw it, it turned out to be an acquaintance, and he also saluted back: "Senior brother doesn't dare to be a monk anymore! I can't afford to be a casual cultivator now! You killed the demon dragon in Taiyuan Lake, I heard about it when I was in Chu State." ”

Xu Ziping laughed and said, "Some little things are not worth mentioning!"

The two exchanged pleasantries, and Xu Ziping smiled and introduced the young men and women around him!

"This is the disciple of the Wuji Sword Sect, Senior Brother Han Yuan, and Senior Sister Yu Xiao! They are all first-class talents! This time, there are demon girls from the Miaoxiang Succubus Sect, and the master sent us to investigate one or two!"

After meeting the two people of the Wuji Sword Sect, it was not surprising to find that the two of them were arrogant, there were many disciples of this kind of virtue in the big sect, so it was not surprising.

"Miaoxiang Succubus Sect?" Chen Muyang said with a smile, "Then you have to be careful! I heard that the goddesses of their generation have entered the world to cultivate and cultivate strongly, and they are unpredictable, so you don't have to do it!"

"Chen Daoyou, my Senior Brother Xu has already achieved great Qi cultivation, his cultivation is extremely high, and he is just a demon, how can he withstand the power of his sword! But Chen Daoyou, if you are punished from the sect, you should practice and reflect hard, don't talk in vain, cultivate merit diligently, and return to the sect as soon as possible!" Han Yuan, who was standing behind Xu Ziping, suddenly interjected.

Chen Muyang smiled embarrassedly, this kind of person exists in every sect, there is a saying that the gate of immortality is a sacrificial ground, and it is this kind of person who dies the most in cultivation.

Xu Ziping saw that the situation was not right, so he hurriedly separated the duo and said to Chen Muyang: "The heir of the great sect is only this virtue! Old Chen, don't mind!"

Saying that, Xu Ziping pulled Chen Muyang to the herring boat to drink. As soon as he got on the herring boat, Chen Muyang felt a clear qi enveloping him, the heat suddenly subsided, and the operation of the true qi in his body also accelerated a little!

"It's the little Xuanyuan formation! Alas, the big sect is different! You kid is rich!" Chen Muyang sighed!

Xu Ziping took out a few colors of spirit fruit and spirit wine from the Qiankun bag, set up a small table of banquets, and said, "How is it possible! My master's money was all invested in a magic weapon flying sword, and he was so poor that he almost wanted to sell me. I borrowed this boat from Senior Sister Zisi! You know her net worth, this herring boat was specially customized by Jujiaomen. This herring boat is worth the money of a big loach boat!"

"Zisi!" Chen Muyang took a sip of wine and didn't speak. He thought, Senior Sister Zisi is really a fairy-like character! It's a pity that he who was standing side by side with her in the clouds has already fallen.

"It's not!" Xu Ziping asked after taking a sip of spirit wine, "What has Senior Brother been busy with lately, I haven't seen each other for ten years, and Senior Brother of the South China Sea Demon Tide didn't show up last time, it's a pity!"

Chen Muyang thought of his own affairs, sighed and smiled: "You know my affairs, the road ahead is gloomy, I don't want to practice, I just want to return to the sect in the future to take care of the master and his old man! The head of the sect and the ancestor punished me for entering the world for penance, and I can only return to the mountain after collecting millions of merits! In the past ten years, I have measured the rivers and water systems of the world and accumulated merits, and this is what I have done!"

"Smack!" Xu Ziping slapped down with one hand and slapped a big handprint on the small table, he said angrily, "Everyone knows what happened back then, why does Ming Yuan Zhenren still have to grind his senior brother so much! The life span of qi practice is limited, so it can withstand such a cost, and Brother Xu's exercises themselves are ...... Senior Brother Fei's death is not your fault, Senior Brother!"

Chen Muyang thought of Fei Zhengyang who had died, sighed in his heart, and said: "If it weren't for Senior Brother Fei, I wouldn't be able to come back!

When they meet Daozuo, they will inevitably be separated! But cultivators are more free and easy than ordinary people, Xu Ziping and Chen Muyang said goodbye and turned to leave.

Chen Muyang watched the herring fly boat away, summoned the purple gold gourd, jumped up, and flew downstream along the river.

Chen Muyang himself is not a person from this world, he is an authentic earthling, reincarnated into this world, and it has been twenty-four years since he arrived in this world. As for the modern memory, Chen Muyang only recovered some after practicing.

The cultivation of the human Yuan realm is divided into four stages: Qi refining, condensing the spirit, Jindan, and Yuanshen. The vitality of the human world is weak, and after achieving the true monarch of the primordial gods, once the calamity is overcome and the cultivation is complete and harmonious, there will be a force of heavenly dao that will lead it to the spiritual realm. Therefore, the pinnacle of human cultivation is the true monarch of the primordial gods.

There are ten levels of qi refining, which are divided into inducing qi into the body, transporting Zhoutian, gathering qi to open the house, binding qi to attack acupoints, endless qi, releasing true qi, flying against qi, turning qi into soldiers, condensing qi into liquid, and cultivating true seeds.

Chen Muyang is a cultivator of the eighth level of qi refining and qi into a soldier, and he can control flying swords and release sword qi. After this realm is completed, you can enter the cultivation of the ninth level of condensation into liquid.