Zhao Zhijing stabbed out the long sword, quickly withdrawn, and in a flash, he saw that he was already standing aside, looking at the chase with a hint of happiness on his face at this time, Zhao Zhijing shook the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand, and slowly said: "Spray wine, there is such a usage, you are really good at chasing life, and the kung fu of saving your life is really extraordinary!"

Standing on the side of the chaser, the cyan robe has cracks, the original gorgeous robe, at this time even the beggar is not as good as the beggar's body, it can be described as ragged. With a bitter look on his face, he slowly spoke: "Brother Zhao, Miao praised, if it weren't for your mercy under the sword, I wouldn't be able to stand here and talk to you now." ”

Zhao Zhijing withdrew the long sword in his hand, his face did not change at all, his face was still calm, there was no warm look in his eyes, there was just an abyss and calm like a deep pool.

His eyes were not looking at the pursuit, and the accompanying armor soldiers and catchers had also left at this time, and there was no trace of a figure in front of him, Zhao Zhijing turned around, and the figure had already left in a flash. Only left a helpless chase at this time, Zhao Zhijing at this time did not pay any attention to the bitterness in his heart at this time, and some were just a touch of the shadow in his heart.

Time flies, since that day Zhao Zhijing slaughtered all directions, the Purple Emperor's sword was unsheathed, and one by one fresh lives left this world for two days, Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou had already left the small village on that day.

The morning sun rises in the east, in a small town not far from Lin'an, Zhao Zhijing sits in his house, looking at his white robe, constantly swinging in this windless hut.

After a long breath, there was not a trace of sound coming out, so quiet, as if Zhao Zhijing was not in this hut at this time, and his whole mind was immersed in his body at this time. He has a calm appearance, but at this time there are thousands of thoughts in his mind, one static and one moving, the two are the opposite extreme, moving and static, yin and yang stand side by side.

Zhao Zhijing, who was immersed in the end of his mind, saw that the world in his mind ignited a golden fire at this time, and the dark world became bright, just like the rising sun. If he knew that the sun was slowly rising from the east at this time, he would definitely sigh that people live in the world, and the human body is also a world, a mysterious world.

A huge black ocean appeared in the body, and five worlds shining with red, white, yellow, blue, and black divine light were located on the black ocean, and the big stars were all over the heart, and there were three hundred and sixty-five big stars, which were the main points around Zhao Zhijing's body, and each of them was a star.

But none of this is the most important thing, at this time he is constantly perceiving his body, a body that has been tempered for many years, a body like a dragon elephant.

When Zhao Zhijing was in a coma, he felt as if he sensed the existence of the entrance in a trance. The entrance is not any of the three hundred and sixty-five main points, it is not located in the body, nor is it located outside the body, it is a pass connecting the two, only the entrance is opened, all the points in the body will be opened, it can be said that it is the king who rules all the points.

As long as he opened the entrance, Zhao Zhijing could step into the innate wonderland, in a coma, he vaguely felt his eyebrows tremble, and swelled slightly from time to time, as if there was something to come out of the eyebrows, that was the entrance, a place he had been looking for.

In his perception, he didn't feel the slightest breath that belonged to the entrance, if it weren't for the feeling that the entrance often trembled in his heart, Zhao Zhijing would have thought that he was dreaming.

Time kept slipping away, Zhao Zhijing's heart was filled with a trace of bitterness, his mind was about to be exhausted, and the entrance seemed to be playing hide and seek with himself, without the slightest breath flowing.

It wasn't until this moment that he saw that light, a light of hope, Zhao Zhijing's mind kept chasing that light, and a huge portal appeared in his mind, like a heavenly gate, a heavenly gate standing in the clouds, and a strange aura came out of it.

Zhao Zhijing, who felt this breath, was like a person who had been hungry for half a month, and when he saw a table of rich food, he couldn't help but rush away when he was hungry.

But you can see what you see, but you may not be able to eat it in your mouth, the closed gate of heaven is like a heavenly stream, how can a person cross the heavenly stream.

His mind was exhausted, and Zhao Zhijing still had no way to shake the Heavenly Gate, not even a trace of trembling, and Zhao Zhijing's heart was filled with a trace of despair and helplessness.

The morning sun has turned into a scorching sun, the scorching sun shrouds the earth, two figures walking on the official road, one in a white robe. Like a touch of ice and snow on the body, one person is wearing a fiery red dress with a happy smile on his face, these two people are Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou.

At this time, the two of them, their faces were ruddy, and they couldn't see any traces of the previous injuries, the injuries in the bodies of the two at this time were almost good, and when they woke up before, Zhao Zhijing's injuries were no longer serious, and after a few days of recuperation, it can be said that they have recovered, and Li Mochou before was no longer in trouble.

Under the scorching sun, the two of them didn't seem to feel a trace of heat, and kept moving forward talking and laughing. At this moment, Zhao Zhijing and the others saw a person sitting on the ground not far away, with a long strip of cloth wrapped in his hand, and a black robe fluttering in the wind.

Seeing the arrival of Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou, the pupils in the eyes of the black-robed man suddenly contracted, and a solemn aura continued to rise, even the birds in the woods stopped chirping, and the insects in the grass also stopped at this moment, without any sound, everything was terrifyingly silent.

"Six doors to catch gods, Liu Qing!" Zhao Zhijing, who was standing in the sun, slowly spoke, the look in his eyes was like two long swords shining with cold light, and the sharp aura suddenly appeared, as if he wanted to tear everything in front of him apart.

Liu Qing, who was sitting on the ground in a black robe, still had a pair of tiger eyes in his eyes, and his divine light was dazzling. Holding the long strip wrapped in the cloth belt with both hands, he slowly opened the cloth belt, and his body slowly stood up from the ground and said calmly: "Ming Sect Master, Zhao Zhijing!" The words seemed to be asking, but everything was so sure.

Zhao Zhijing's face showed a hint of a smile, and he bowed and said: "I don't know how a person like the God of Catcher who is busy every day would notice that I am a person in the rivers and lakes, I don't think I will be put in the eyes of the God of Arrest!"

The long cloth belt was wrapped around and fell to the ground, and Liu Qing, who was in the eyes of the Divine Light Dao, said calmly: "Liu An, I want to know Sect Master Zhao, and I am also surnamed Liu." (To be continued.) )