Chapter Seventy-Three Xanadu Zhang Wen was distressed, and hurriedly took the fire phoenix into the sea of knowledge to recuperate, although he didn't know why the fire phoenix was injured, but this incident also sounded the alarm for himself, and the evil aura in front of him was extraordinary.

In order to have a better state to break through the evil qi belt, Zhang Wen began to meditate and cultivate again, he has just advanced to the foundation building realm is not stable, and he must consolidate it well.

Zhang Wen spent the next month consolidating his strength, and this day he finally came out, and now his realm has been steadily maintained in the primary state of foundation building, and he is definitely not afraid of the backlash brought by the instability of the realm.

I found a spirit sword from the ring, it was a low-grade spirit weapon, and I don't know when I got it, and now my dragon slaying spear has turned into nothingness under the thunderstorm, so I can only take it first, because I know the power of the evil qi belt, I don't dare to go too fast, and slowly submerge into the terrifying evil qi belt.

Although his strength is much stronger, but when he reaches three meters inside, he still blows his body to the end, and the more he goes inside, the more terrifying he becomes, constantly running his spiritual power to alleviate his pain, as for the "Qi Gathering Pill" is a lot of it in the mouth, and now the foundation is cultivated, these pills that restore the body are okay for the Qi training period, and now I feel that the medicinal effect of these pills is much smaller, and it is not as good as eating one pill before to eat ten pills.

"After you go out, you must refine some high-grade pills."

The surrounding flying sand and rocks and intricate sword rays continue to attack him, Zhang Wen does not dare to move forward now, maintaining the place is already the greatest luxury, and after half a pillar of incense, Zhang Wen simply sat there on his knees, first comprehended and then made plans 616161616161 Zhang Wen's divine consciousness slowly let go, little by little feeling the changes around him, because the power of the divine consciousness was consumed too quickly, he did not dare to explore on a large scale, he could only grope little by little 616161616161 time passed little by little, it seemed that he was about to catch something, but this kind of thought was lost in a flash, and half a day had passed in a blink of an eye, "Qi Gathering Pill" also consumed three or four bottles, but he still didn't grasp this point, at this time Zhang Wen had forgotten the time and sat with his eyes closed.

One day.

Two days.

Three days, suddenly Xiao Zhang Wen opened his eyes and stood up, his hands did not move, wrapped the spirit sword in his hand with his divine sense, concentrated all the divine consciousness seeds on his body, and put them all on the spirit sword, and his mouth was big.

"Open 616161616161"

The spirit sword was like cutting through the sky, breaking through the void towards the opposite bank, and the entire evil qi belt was like 616161616161 being still, and a road to heaven was drawn by his own divine consciousness sword, and Zhang Wen suddenly felt dizzy, but he knew that if he didn't go over, he would stay here forever, so he forced himself to rush out.

His body had just arrived on the other side, and the entire evil qi belt had been restored to its original state, and now he couldn't care about anything else, so he casually made a prohibition, meditated on the spot to restore his mana, and his divine consciousness was completely emptied just now, if that sword couldn't break through the evil qi belt, he would only die.

Fortunately, it was just the prostration of the divine consciousness just now, if the divine consciousness was injured, his life would be over, as far as he knew, there was almost no pill for the cultivation of the immortal realm to repair the divine consciousness, and even if there were, it was one and a half from the ancient monks' tombs, where would it be evenly owned by themselves.

In fact, Zhang Wen couldn't explain many methods in the interview in the evil qi belt, and in the end, it suddenly became clear that he used his divine sense to observe the laws of gravel and sword, these things are like divine sense, no matter how they dodge, they will be intercepted.

Simply Xiao Zhang Wen thought of a way to use divine consciousness to divine consciousness, and one steel to overcome steel, and it turned out that his judgment was right, if he was someone else, he would never joke with his own life, this is Zhang Wen's courage.

It's been another two days, and now his divine consciousness and spiritual power have been fully restored, but his clothes are rotten again, and after changing his clothes, he looks at the evil qi belt intently, Zhang Wen believes that if he does it again, he will definitely be much calmer, and he will definitely not be as unbearable as the first time.

Of course, if it weren't for refining the third eye of the "Three-Eyed Wall Snake" and giving himself the ability to attack with divine sense, Zhang Wen thought that he would never be able to cross the evil qi belt in front of him for the rest of his life.

Looking back, there is an arched gate in front of him, the gate is illusory, and the two big characters in front of him are "sword idiot", Zhang Wen felt like he was fighting on the battlefield in person, and he lost his mind for a while before he eased up, and then bowed deeply to these two words.

The two words in front of me are definitely left by a powerful person, just a short loss of consciousness let me realize a trace of sword intent, it is this trace of sword intent, if there are no these two words, maybe I will not be able to learn it in my life.

Zhang Wen strolled into the manor, and there was an indescribable comfort in his heart, perhaps because the scenery inside was unusually beautiful, similar to the reason in the painting!

Inside is simply an ideal paradise, a hundred flowers bloom, green bamboo, a bamboo house exuding a natural atmosphere proudly erected in the flowers, the only one in the whole garden.

While admiring the beautiful scenery around him, he walked towards the bamboo house, the spiritual power around the bamboo house fluctuated greatly, and there was obviously a spirit gathering array around it, and the formation level was not low, this should be the residence of the owner of this manor, otherwise the master would not have taken such painstaking efforts to build this place.

Stepping into the bamboo house, suddenly refreshed, the spiritual power here is more than several times richer than the periphery, there are two bamboo houses, one is the living room, it is also unusually simple, a set of tables and chairs made of bamboo, there is a set of tea sets on it.

Because it was the owner's thing, Zhang Wen didn't move and stepped into the inner room.

The aura in the inner room is even stronger, this should be the concentration point of the aura, there are two swords hanging on the beam in the middle of the inner room, Zhang Wen's eyes lit up when he saw it, because these two swords are the gathering point of the aura, that is to say, all the aura is provided for these two swords, and there is a jade slip suspended on the wall, which is also supported by spiritual power.

There is a futon on the ground, golden yellow, faintly emitting a faint medicinal fragrance, it is made of an unknown herb, and after smelling it, it has a calming effect, Zhang Wen also thought of it, the sword and jade slip in front of him should be the inheritance of the master here, and he is also here for these things.

Kneeling on the futon in front of him, since he wanted to take away someone else's inheritance, of course, the person who inherited it was also half of his own master, and he should bow once, because there was no other portrait or anything like that, so Zhang Wen bowed three times to the front.