Chapter 13: Level 3

Chapter 13: Level 3

Liu Tian touched his chest with some palpitations, he wore a spiritual weapon armor, although this was only a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it was a rare defensive spiritual weapon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In Wang Cheng's palm, most of the damage was resisted by this spiritual weapon armor. But even so, Liu Tian was still injured at this moment.

Strong......

Wang Cheng didn't feel that he was very strong, if it weren't for the fact that he had the memory of foundation building, if he was just an ordinary third-layer peak cultivator of Qi Condensation, and wanted to suppress Liu Tian and his wife head-on, it was extremely unlikely.

Chen only guaranteed her to enter the third level, and when she reached the third level, her life and death ...... It has nothing to do with me. ”

Wang Cheng looked at Liu Tian, who had an ugly face, and said calmly, he didn't care about the life and death of the woman in the green robe, what he cared about was the Barrier Breaking Pill, but if Liu Tian and his wife had to be entangled to the end, this Barrier Breaking Pill would not be necessary.

Although he has the upper hand at the moment, it is extremely difficult to kill Liu Tian and his wife, and he can also see that Liu Tian and his wife should still have some means to use.

When Zhang Rou heard this, a sneer appeared on her pale face, she was a person who held grudges, Wang Cheng injured her, and even injured her husband, this revenge is in her heart, and she will never die!

Liu Tian is different from Zhang Rou, he can become the Tianjiao person who the sect focuses on cultivating, not only because of his talent, but also because of his mental means.

Wang Cheng's strength made him feel a little powerless, and although he was injured a little, he didn't lose anything......

The sun is getting stronger and stronger, and noon has arrived.

Liu Tian and his wife left.

They chose to retreat temporarily, Wang Cheng looked at their departing backs, his expression was a little more solemn, he could see that Liu Tian must be a disciple who was focused on cultivating by the Spirit Desolation Sect, and it seemed that he had suffered a great loss to offend a Tianjiao for the sake of a barrier-breaking pill.

But he has a decisive personality, and he doesn't regret doing what he has done.

"Fellow Daoist, they're gone, you can leave. ”

Wang Cheng turned around, looked at the blue-robed woman, and said lightly. Helping this green-robed woman before was just for the sake of the Barrier Breaking Pill, but now that the crisis is over, Wang Cheng doesn't want to have too much interaction with her.

The green-robed woman's expression changed slightly when she heard this, but she couldn't say anything, Wang Cheng had already saved her life, although he gave him a barrier-breaking pill, but this also made him offend Liu Tian and his wife.

She glanced at Wang Cheng, and what caught her eye was a fairly handsome face.

Then, she gritted her teeth, as if she had something to say, but in the end she didn't say it, and turned to leave in one direction.

Wang Cheng watched her leave, his expression was always calm, and after a while, he looked around, it was no longer safe here, and he had to leave this place.

After taking some pills from his grass hut, Wang Cheng headed towards the east, I don't know why, he liked the place where the sun rose, the closer he was to the sun, the more comfortable he felt.

Time passed unconsciously, and this day was the month when Wang Cheng came to the realm of life and death.

"It's ...... a month"

Wang Chengpan sat on a flat grass, looking at the sunshine rising in the east, he had some bad guesses in his heart, the blue-robed woman said that as long as she could spend a month in this life and death realm, she would automatically enter the third level.

But it's been a month today, but he's still in the second level......

A hint of anger gradually rose in his heart, but soon he calmed down again, and he stood up and looked in one direction, and in that direction there was a monk on the second layer of condensation.

But Wang Cheng didn't know if the monk of the second layer of Qi Condensation had entered the third level at this moment, or if he was still in this second level like himself.

After thinking for a moment, a glimmer of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and then he galloped towards the location of the second-layer cultivator of the condensation qi, he wanted to go and see, but the other party was still there.

In the middle of the tea, Wang Cheng came to a thatched hut, which he had built for the second-floor monk of Condensing Qi, but at this moment, there was no one in this thatched hut......

Didn't the blue-robed woman lie to me?

Wang Cheng looked at the empty grass hut, his expression was a little gloomy, through these days of understanding, he knew that he had participated in the trial of the life and death realm of the Spirit Desolation Sect.

This trial is dangerous, and the slightest mistake can be dangerous, but it also represents chance and creation.

In the third level, Wang Cheng already knew that it was a treasure land, where monks were not allowed to fight, and the aura of heaven and earth there was much stronger than other places.

However, he can't seem to get in.

Wang Cheng didn't know what made him unable to enter the third level, he was a little angry and unwilling at the moment, he looked at the sky, his expression became more and more gloomy.

However, just when he was upset in his heart, a voice suddenly came from the sky, which made Wang Cheng's originally gloomy expression disappear, and a touch of joy had appeared on his face.

"Pass the second level ......"

With the sound of this voice, the aura between heaven and earth suddenly tumbled, and an invisible force enveloped Wang Cheng's whole body, and the next moment, Wang Cheng's figure had disappeared in this heaven and earth.

......

Mountains, peaks into the clouds, water, crystal clear.

Wang Cheng looked at this place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and he knew that this was the third level.

After Wang Cheng came here, he began to explore, until three days passed, and he knew something about this place.

This third level is the same as the first two, although the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, but there are no other creatures here except for monks......

Wang Cheng didn't care about these, he built a wooden house on a sunny hillside, and even made some utensils.

From the day he came in, he liked it a little, the aura of heaven and earth here was extremely strong, and cultivating here could speed up the consolidation of his foundation a lot.

In the past three days, in addition to Wang Cheng's exploration, he was also thinking about himself, and he saw the broken hilt of the sword and the immortal seal in his own sea.

Wang Cheng didn't have much vigilance about the broken hilt now, and he could now be sure that the hilt had recognized him as the master and would not do him any harm to himself.

But this immortal mark made him extremely cautious, if it weren't for the sudden power of the broken hilt of the sword, he might have become the slave of the black-robed old man at this moment, although he would not lose himself, but his spirit would be lost.

Even so, this immortal seal can indeed speed up Wang Cheng's cultivation speed, although Wang Cheng's qualifications have not changed at this moment, his cultivation speed is much faster than those with the best qualifications.

The strength of the black-robed old man made Wang Cheng begin to be shocked in his heart, it was beyond the cultivation of Yuan Ying...... Wang Cheng has no doubt about this.

Yuan Ying's cultivation is in the Eastern Regions where the Spirit Desolation Sect is located, which is the existence of the top powerhouse, even if it is the foundation building memory in Wang Cheng's mind, Yuan Ying is the strongest existence.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Cheng shook his head, the old man in the black robe was too powerful, fortunately, he did not lose his spirit, if he met him in the future, he could pretend to be able to get some benefits.

Dao Chenzong.

Wang Cheng knew that this was a powerful sect, in the Eastern Regions Cultivation Realm, there were countless sects, although the Yuanying powerhouse was rare, but its number was extremely large, but ordinary monks were not common, which was also the reason why Yuanying was rare.

Wang Cheng naturally remembered that the black-robed old man wanted him to go to the Daochen Sect within a hundred years, and with the immortal seal, he would gather the monks under the command of the black-robed old man.

Although he didn't know what the consequences would be if he didn't complete the task of the old man in the black robe within a hundred years, Wang Cheng knew that he had to complete this task.

A powerful person who is stronger than Yuan Ying, even if he wants to disobey, he can't do it, this is the domination of the strong over the weak, although he is a little unwilling in his heart, but Wang Cheng can only be helpless.

Now, he must pass this trial, and only after passing the test can he leave the spatial spirit treasure of this Spirit Desolation Sect.

There was no weather change in the third level, and for half a month, all Wang Cheng saw was sunny days.

For half a month, Wang Cheng has been meditating in his wooden house to consolidate his cultivation, and his foundation at this moment is much more stable than a while ago, but he still can't let him break through the fourth layer of condensation.

Since his cultivation did not come from his own cultivation, he spent more time than other three layers of Qi Condensation.

He estimates that in two months, he will be able to stabilize his foundation.

This is only the speed within this third level, originally if he cultivated in a place where the aura was ordinary, Wang Cheng wanted to stabilize the foundation to two percent, and it would take at least four months, but here, the time was greatly reduced.

If he can cultivate here for a year, Wang Cheng is confident that he can completely stabilize his foundation.

The third level, naturally it is impossible for Wang Cheng to be alone, in the past half a month, there have been monks coming to the third level, and there are more monks, so that in this land of mountains and rivers, there are many houses and caves.

In a plain on the mountainside, there is a fang market, where many monks exchange goods. Spiritual weapons and elixirs are not uncommon.

Those who can participate in the trials of the life and death realm, in addition to the disciples of the Scattered Cultivation and the Spirit Desolate Sect, there are also some disciples of the subordinate sects of the Spirit Desolate Sect.

Wang Cheng has long been regarded as a casual cultivator, and a few days ago, several casual cultivators came, hoping to form an alliance with Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng did not refuse to form an alliance, although his cultivation was considered high, it was nothing at this third level.

Because, in the third level, there are four fourth-level Qi Condensation monks, two of whom are official disciples of the Spirit Desolate Sect, and the other two are disciples of the subordinate sects of the Spirit Desolate Sect.

As for the strongest person in the scattered cultivation, he is a poison cultivator of the third layer of condensation, this person is an old man, who has been in the realm of the third layer of condensation for many years, and he is still a trace away from stepping into the peak of the third layer of condensation.

The leader of this Scattered Cultivation Alliance is this poisonous cultivator.

Wang Cheng is not a casual cultivator, he is a deserted slave in this space spirit treasure, although he is no longer a deserted slave at this moment, but he is not a casual cultivator.

But he didn't mind that others regarded him as a loose cultivator, and his cultivation was under his own restraint, and outsiders only looked like he had just stepped into the third layer of condensation.

But even so, the third layer of condensation qi is definitely a strong existence for casual cultivation.