Chapter 101 The Battle of Luck
"Tai Xuan Holy Land...the Chief True Successor..."
Qiu Shi's expression changed slightly, he glanced at the shadow lion beside him, and said quickly:< br>
"Fellow Daoist Chu, there may be some misunderstanding. I did not know your identity before..."
The monks of the Hundred Demons Association spend most of their energy on the monsters they raise.
Humans and animals communicate with each other, borrowing the power of monsters and beasts to integrate human spiritual wisdom. With the spiritual shadow lion by his side, even monks who have reached the Taoist realm and have reached the Taoist realm are not afraid of the lion.
But once something goes wrong with the monster, his strength will be greatly reduced. He may not be the opponent of ordinary monks who have entered the middle stage of Taoism.
"I have asked you before if you want my head, leaving you with a way out."
Chu Zheng glanced around and found traces of monks coming from a distance, and immediately smiled slightly Shaking his head, he took out his magic weapon:
"You didn't want to stop when there was still room behind you. Now that there is no way ahead, you want to turn back? How can there be such a good thing in this world."
Qiu Shi bowed his head in submission, but it was just because he lost the powerful help of the Spiritual Shadow Lion, which had little to do with his identity.
Chu Zheng knows this very well.
Qiu Shi's gaze was sharp, his eyes swept towards the Spirit Shadow Lion, his hands were clasped behind his back, and he secretly made a secret seal.
The sect that controls the monsters has its own set of methods to suppress the monsters, but after this method of forced manipulation is used, it often means that the monsters have to be replaced.
However, before Qiu Shi could use the spell, his vision went dark, a heat wave hit him, and a figure appeared in front of him.
Buzz——
The jade mace fell, enveloped in a burst of clear light, which instantly disintegrated the protective light shield formed by condensing mana, shattered Qiu Shi’s head, and together with his unconsolidated soul, became ember.
Chu Zheng had been observing the fluctuations of Yuan Qi in Qiu Shi's body. When he noticed something was wrong, he took action immediately, without any intention of waiting for him to use his methods.
The moment he killed Qiu Shi, Chu Zheng’s eyes narrowed.
In his perception, the Yuan Qi in the surrounding world changed again, and the speed of Yuan Qi in his body increased by one point.
Heaven and earth's recognition of him increased.
This has nothing to do with the immortal monks. Meng Xian, who died in his hands before, had a much higher level of cultivation than Qiu Shi, and had not changed at all.
The only difference between the two of them is the Qianlong List.
Chu Zheng now has some understanding of the invisible destiny between heaven and earth.
He quickly figured out the cause and effect, his eyes shining brightly.
The Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition is far more than what it seems on the surface. It is about feeding one person with the luck of many geniuses.
Put the entire world’s resources into one person, and then pour out the most dazzling fairy flowers.
Those who participate in the Hidden Dragon Competition of Ten Thousand Sects will have a farewell ceremony when they leave their sect, and they will kill animals and drop their blood as sacrifices to heaven.
In this process, it is equivalent to handing one's destiny into the hands of the heaven in this world.
From the perspective of the Immortal Alliance, it is undoubtedly the most convenient and labor-saving way to absorb fresh blood.
One hundred Tongxuan can't compare to one semi-immortal.
"Bastard!"
A roar came from the horizon, and a dragon covered in ink scales came from the distance in the void and headed straight for Chu Zheng.
On the top of the dragon's head, stood a middle-aged man with a golden crown on his head and a bright yellow robe with dragon patterns embroidered on it. He looked furious at the moment.
His aura is so powerful that he is clearly a great monk in the Condensation Realm. He is even considered a strong person in the Condensation Realm.
The aura of that ink dragon was even more terrifying, almost as good as that of Han Yuliang, who had broken through the barrier on the battlefield that day and stepped into the realm of the divine infant.
The geniuses who participate in the Hidden Dragon Competition of Ten Thousand Sects basically have guardians.
A few hours ago, Chu Zheng had arrived and had been hiding in the void, just looking for an opportunity to strike.
He took advantage of the short gap when the dragon went out to hunt.
The calamity energy beside him began to surge, but Chu Zheng grinned involuntarily.
Sure enough...
This Qianlong battle may be the biggest opportunity for him.
For a Qi practitioner, there is no faster way to monopolize a realm of destiny.
Chu Zheng looked up at the sky. Yuan Qi was flowing in his five internal organs, and then a flash of lightning suddenly appeared in his palm, heading towards the ink dragon.
Five Thunder Dharma!
Boom——
The lightning was dazzling and the thunder was deafening. Before the sound came, the lightning had already struck the side of the dragon, like a heavy hammer, hitting its waist and abdomen.
Ang——
Mo Jiao roared in pain, the scales under his abdomen were exploded, the muscles tightened, and blood surged like a spring, with traces of arcs remaining and crackling sounds.
Even with the huge gap in cultivation, the power of punishment from heaven and earth still has an effect.
Taking advantage of the moment when Mo Jiao was stiff, Chu Zheng glanced at the shadow lion beside him.
After a slight hesitation, Chu Zheng gave up the idea of stuffing it into the small world, turned around decisively, and began to escape.
After all, it is a monster. It was only after being intimidated that it restrained its ferocious nature. If it was rashly put into the small world, it would easily hurt people.
A monster that has entered the late Tao realm is not worth the risk.
This time, the influence of the Qi Master on the monster beasts has been further verified, and the harvest is large enough.
A ray of fire shot straight into the sky, cutting through the night, like a shooting star, heading straight to the south.
Before taking action, Chu Zheng had figured out the location of the Hundred Demons Association in advance.
The Hundred Demons Club is located to the north of the Southern Territory. Running in the opposite direction at this moment can avoid falling into a trap to the greatest extent.
Chu Zheng now used the Vulcan Transformation, coupled with the alchemist's soaring clouds and mist magical power, his escape speed was as fast as thunder, far beyond the limit of a Taoist monk, and in an instant, he disappeared.
The monk standing on top of the dragon had a cold look on his face. He made seals with his hands and instantly stopped the bleeding mouth of the dragon and healed it.
Immediately, he raised his head and looked at Chu Zheng's fleeing figure. He remained silent and urged Jiaolong to follow him.
In his opinion, the Lingquan Realm monk who can instantly kill a Taoist Realm monk and has such a fast escape speed must have used a secret method.
This method of burning the source and increasing strength will not last long.
Tai Xuan Holy Land...Chu Zheng...
Recalling what he just heard, the middle-aged monk's face became even more ugly.
Even if Chu Zheng is from Taixuan Holy Land, he must take this person's head, otherwise, he will not be able to explain when he returns.
Nowadays, the whole world knows about the reward for Chu Zheng. It is obviously promoted by several holy places. Even if this person is killed, there will be no consequences.
As a protector, he was killed by a spiritual spring monk in front of his eyes.
If this matter spreads out, the sect will definitely be severely punished, leaving aside his ruined reputation.
Half a day passed in the blink of an eye between chasing and escaping.
As time went by, the expression of the middle-aged monk above the dragon's head became increasingly ugly.
Whenever he was about to catch up with Chu Zheng, he was hit by a bolt of lightning. Jiaolong was a little afraid of thunder, and his progress was repeatedly frustrated.
This method of controlling thunder attacks is far beyond the scope of the Lingquan realm, and even for Taoist monks, it is quite reluctant to use it.
In the eyes of the middle-aged monks, Chu Zheng was determined to be unable to continuously perform such powerful spells, so he must have used some kind of talisman or other means, which would eventually be exhausted.
The more this happens, the less he can let Chu Zheng leave.
Taixuan Holy Land is, after all, a holy land. Even though it has declined now, it cannot be underestimated.
The current situation is that a deadly feud has been completely formed. If Chu Zheng escapes and gains momentum in the future, the entire Hundred Demons Association will probably be in catastrophe.
In the blink of an eye, the sun rose in the east and set in the west, and two days and nights passed. The dragon was foaming at the mouth and stars were shining in his eyes. The middle-aged monk was also pale and panting like an ox.
Advancing at such an extreme speed, even if he is in the Condensation Realm, he has to stop and recover for a moment, but Chu Zheng did not show any signs of fatigue.
After a while, the middle-aged monk could only helplessly stop and watch Chu Zheng's back in the distance, gradually moving away.
Seeing Chu Zheng’s figure disappear, the middle-aged monk’s face turned livid. After thinking for a while, he made a decision.
The best choice at this moment is to report the news back to the sect, dispatch all the Condensation Realm monks, and do their best to surround Chu Zheng and completely nip the big trouble in the bud.
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Seeing the figure of the dragon chasing behind him disappear, Chu Zheng looked for an opportunity to enter the small world and temporarily got rid of the pursuit.
The moment he entered the small world, he lay on his back, breathing heavily.
After two consecutive days of extreme running, he was extremely exhausted. The panel could restore his condition, but there was no way to alleviate the mental torture.
While being pursued, Chu Zheng once thought of going back and taking advantage of his weakness, he used the Nine Thunder Jade Talisman to kill him.
But after pondering for a while, he gave up the idea.
He only has one Nine Thunder Jade Talisman, and if he uses it, he will lose one of his trump cards.
More importantly, there is a man and a demon behind him, and the Nine Thunder Jade Talisman can only kill one of them.
It is better to keep it and use it to deal with those talented people who have entered the Condensation Realm.
He is still far away from the existence of the Soul Condensation Realm. The ink dragon resisted nearly a hundred of his thunder spells and was still unharmed.
If the monster hadn't been naturally afraid of the power of thunder, he would have been able to run for who knows how long.
After this battle, his thunder technique has improved a lot.
The Soul Condensing Realm is already equivalent to a strong person in the Secret Realm of Refining Qi Dao Fei. It is more than a whole realm short of it. It is beyond the power to force the enemy.
After resting for a long time, Chu Zheng stood up and walked to Song Lingqing and others.
Looking at Chu Zheng’s actions that day, Song Lingqing has been a little uneasy and stayed in place for the past two days.
Seeing that Chu Zheng had turned around safely, she just breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and stepped forward:
"Who are you looking for?"
"A friend." Chu Zheng responded casually.
Song Lingqing did not ask any more questions. She soon noticed the fatigue that could not be hidden in Chu Zheng's eyebrows, and subconsciously said: "Is it serious?"
Chu Zheng shook his head. With the repair of the panel, his physical condition was normal, but he was mentally exhausted.
“Next, I’m going to look for a few things. How are you doing?”
Chu Zheng asked about Song Lingqing's next plans.
Song Lingqing pondered for a moment, shook her head and said: "You can find a country at will and put me down."
She originally wanted to go with Chu Zheng, but now Chu Zheng doesn't need her at all For help, by following him, you are also taken care of by him.
This favor will only become more and more owed.
“Okay.”
Chu Zheng didn't force it. Life in this small world was really boring, and even a normal person wouldn't like it.
Next, he plans to collect the fragments of Wubi, and take the opportunity to visit the geniuses of Qianlong List.
With the Celestial Technique, it is not difficult to search for the fragments of the Xuantian Martial Wall.
After the fragments are collected, the repair will be much easier and will not take too long.
In ten years, he must first help Song Lingxue consider the future of martial arts.
Otherwise, with Song Lingxue's talent, it would be a pity to waste these ten years.
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At the edge of Taixuan Holy Land, there is a spiritual peak with rugged cliffs and cliffs of thousands of feet on three sides. The road up the mountain is steep. Extremely.
Surrounded by volcanoes, hot air rises upwards, and the temperature at the top of the peak is terrifyingly high, making it impossible for mortals to survive.
The sun is high in the sky.
Between the dark mountain roads, a figure carried a boulder weighing hundreds of thousands of kilograms and slowly climbed up the mountain. The sound of violent breathing could not be heard.
“Huh——”
Song Lingxue raised her head slightly and looked at the peak that was about to be seen. Her muscles were tense and sweat was pouring from her forehead, dripping on the hot rocks under her feet. , puffs of blue smoke rise up.
This mountain road has been filled with cracks due to her steps, and calf-deep potholes can be seen everywhere. The weight of hundreds of thousands of kilograms gathered under her feet is enough to trample through steel and iron plates.
In this world, no one can help her with the path after martial arts, she can only explore it on her own.
After entering the Yuangang Realm, the Yang Yuan that Chu Zheng had left in her body was almost exhausted, and the growth of her cultivation had slowed down visibly to the naked eye.
Now, she can only try these stupid methods, put in ten times the effort, forcibly beat her body, and improve her physique, in order to achieve a breakthrough in martial arts.
In the past years, she had never longed for power as much as she did now.
If she had enough strength to support her, her current situation would not be so difficult at all.
After a while, she finally reached the top of the mountain. Ignoring the burning heat of the rocks, she sat down directly on the ground and breathed in the heat mist. She had gradually become accustomed to the long-term high temperature all around.
Fortunately, there is no shortage of spiritual springs in Taixuan Holy Land. Bathing is very convenient, the water temperature is scalding hot, and long-term soaking has a great effect on physical fitness, and it is also a kind of training for cultivation.
In this short period of practice, her cultivation has almost reached a further level.
After regaining consciousness, she suddenly realized that a figure sitting not far away, wearing a gray robe, was about to die.
“Holy Lord.”
Song Lingxue wiped the sweat from her forehead, nodded and said hello, her expression calm.
This was the first time she saw Geng Yiyang after entering Taixuan.
“News came from the Immortal Alliance that the deviation of the way of heaven has increased again.”
Geng Yiyang said slowly: “For the other holy places, let me tell you, don’t practice too much. Diligent.”
“Really...”
Hearing this, Song Lingxue's eyes moved slightly and she lowered her head, hiding the joy in her eyes.
Chu Zheng told her that the changes in the way of heaven originated from him. This change is enough to show that Chu Zheng has become stronger again.
“You don’t know how strong your talent is.”
Geng Yiyang sighed softly, his eyes a little complicated: “In a world where the Heavenly Dao is controlled by the Immortal Alliance, the other hundred Dao The speed of your cultivation is less than ten times that of the outside world.”
“In other words, once you leave this world, your speed of cultivation will increase by more than ten times.”
Song Lingxue's eyes flashed slightly and she remained silent.
The real genius is her husband.
No one knows this secret except her.
It seems that now she needs to practice harder, otherwise she will be suspected sooner or later if she cannot keep up with Chu Zheng's footsteps.
Song Lingxue did not have much desire for the so-called outside world, but she had secretly planned that if the people in the Martial Palace really wanted to take her away, she would try to take all her family members away from this world.
Once she leaves, Chu Zheng will inevitably be exposed. No matter what, after the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition, she must take Chu Zheng out of Cangyun Realm.
(End of this chapter)