Cheng Ling used his body skills to escape all the way. At this time, his condition was very bad. His body was injured many times, and his immortal energy and spiritual consciousness were consumed a lot. Even with the self-healing ability of the ninth-level spiritual body, he only recovered his broken left arm, and the rest The injury will require more time.
After all the hard work, he broke out of the encirclement of Songfengguan killers. He thought he could take a breather, but unexpectedly, those killers refused to give up. Coupled with the monks in Tianxin Pavilion, a large group of people were chasing him like gangrene in their bones.
The result was that he kept running away, from the south to the north, and then from the north back to the south. About a month later, those people were still chasing after him, and the distance was getting closer and closer. It was because he realized the new identity Law has long since been overtaken.
The Seven Star Immortal Emperors who were chasing him also secretly resented that he was able to escape despite being surrounded by so many people. Moreover, the opponent's movements were extremely fast and his spatial powers were superb, so they could not catch up for a while.
Is this really just what a Tianzun-level monk should have? But then they thought about it, and their desire to capture Cheng Ling became even more urgent. Such a great ability can only be attributed to the heaven-defying inheritance he received. As long as he takes it down, these things are not all theirs.
"Escape is no longer an option. Sanhua Qingye Liquor has been exhausted. Just relying on elixirs to replenish it will make the purity of the immortal essence lower and lower. This place should be not far from Tianyun Immortal City. Let's rush in first. Say it again."
Cheng Ling had no choice. What he needed now was time. Fighting was prohibited in Tianyun Fairy City. All he had to do was hide there for ten and a half days, wait until he was resurrected with full health, and then he would have enough energy to fight with them.
Five days later, just as the killers from Songfengguan were about to catch up with Cheng Ling, they finally saw the outline of Tianyun Fairy City.
Just as he was about to rush in with all his strength, something suddenly happened. Zhang Ziqian, who was chasing after him, fired a loud arrow into the sky. The next moment, dozens of figures suddenly appeared in mid-air, blocking the way.
Cheng Ling's heart sank. He didn't expect that Tianxin Pavilion's calculations would go so far. Even outside Tianyunxian City, manpower was deployed to intercept them. In his current state, it would be difficult for him to withstand another round of attacks.
In desperation, he could only give up his plan to enter Tianyun Immortal City and turn to the east. The intercepting monk immediately changed direction and, together with the originally chasing monks, chased him to the left and right.
After escaping like this for more than an hour, Cheng Ling gradually felt a little powerless. On the other hand, the monk chasing behind him still had plenty of energy.
Just as he was about to desperately activate his sword control skills, he suddenly saw dozens of figures rushing towards him in front of him. His heart suddenly sank to the bottom of his heart. He secretly thought that another intercepting monk had appeared. This time, he might not be able to fly.
But as those black shadows gradually approached, a burst of intermittent shouting could be heard.
"Cheng Ling..."
"Cheng Ling..."
"Brother Cheng...please be patient, little brother is here to help!"
Cheng Ling's heart trembled, and he looked closely, and saw that the monk in front was very fast, and he could cross a thousand feet in the blink of an eye. His face was none other than Zhou Yuanbai.
"Brother Zhou, why is it you?" he asked in surprise.
"Brother Cheng, I'm late. This is not the place to talk. Please leave with me!" After saying that, he waved his right hand and ordered, "Stop them."
"Yes!" Dozens of monks behind him agreed, and immediately took out their long swords. They stepped on the mysterious position under their feet, and a sword formation was set up in an instant.
Cheng Ling glanced at him and saw that Zhou Yuanbai's cultivation was at the Tianzun stage like his own, and most of the monks were above the Immortal Emperor, and they would obey his orders. This boy must have a very high status in the Chaoyang Temple.
He didn't have the energy to explore right now. He had almost depleted his immortal energy during the escape, and he just wanted to find a secluded place to repair himself.
Zhou Yuanbai glanced at him and said immediately: "Brother Cheng, I think you are tired too. Why don't we leave first and make plans after we recover."
Cheng Ling nodded in agreement.
Zhou Yuanbai immediately presented a flying fairy weapon like a shuttle and invited him to sit on it.
The space of the Flying Immortal Artifact was not large, and there was just enough room for two people to sit there. Zhou Yuanbai sat in front, and after some skillful control with his hands, the flying shuttle rushed into the sky with a swishing sound, and galloped away.
Cheng Ling felt it for a moment. The speed of the shuttle was very fast, just a little slower than the flying sword. At least it was a top-grade immortal weapon. He immediately felt relieved, closed his eyes, and slowly recovered from the injuries in his body.
After three days of this, the two of them stopped in a wooded mountain range. Zhou Yuanbai threw out a formation plate and temporarily hid his figure. Then he said: "Brother Cheng, you rest for a while, and we can talk about other things after the injury improves." , if you need anything, just ask, I will try my best to satisfy you."
Cheng Ling took a deep look at him and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhou, for your help. In that case, I won't be polite. The most important thing now is to recover from the injury. I need a large amount of immortal crystals. I wonder if Brother Zhou can do it?"
Zhou Yuanbai laughed and waved his hand, and a large amount of high-grade immortal crystals piled up in front of him like a hill.
Cheng Ling was not polite. He kept Zhou Yuanbai's kindness in his heart and would repay him in the future, but he was not satisfied with the array he threw. He immediately stood up, waved his hands, and formation flags flew through the air and inserted into the formation nodes.
That's not all. After the concealment and shielding formations were raised, he took another step forward and divided the high-grade immortal crystals into nine piles and arranged them in nine palaces. Then, he threw out dozens of formation flags, and the immortal energy between heaven and earth was They slowly gathered together.
In less than a stick of incense, the amount of immortal energy within the formation increased significantly, ten times as much as before.
Zhou Yuanbai had been watching quietly, with brilliant eyes. He knew that Cheng Ling was good at formations, but he didn't expect that he was so proficient in formations. What he threw out was a seventh-grade formation disk, which was enough for ordinary sects to use as a sect-protecting formation.
But after Cheng Ling's arrangement, he immediately felt that the formation was much more powerful, reaching at least the eighth-level immortal formation.
After doing all this, Cheng Ling stopped, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a Purple Snow Pill, swallowed it, and began to move the exercises to recover the injuries in his body.
As soon as he moved the technique, the immortal essence in the formation space quickly gathered around him, like tornadoes surrounding him. The piles of immortal crystals placed on the ground were gradually decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into Fly ash, scattered in the wind.
The pure immortal essence was continuously refined and absorbed by Cheng Ling, restoring his body and strengthening his body, from the inside out, from the outside in, over and over again.
Even the immortal energy in the sky was madly attracted, coming from all directions and converging. As soon as it was pulled away, the immortal energy further away immediately replenished it, forming a flow, which formed a wind and turned into a storm.
Zhou Yuanbai looked at all this in shock. He could imagine that a cultivator like Cheng Ling, who defied the will of heaven, would absorb and refine the immortal essence. But he didn't expect it to be so big. Fortunately, the eighth-level hidden immortal formation was set up before, which was able to hide these strange phenomena to the maximum extent.
One day passed, and three days passed, until on the tenth day, with a crisp "click" sound, the nine piles of fairy crystals originally set up in the formation completely shattered and turned into piles of dark gray smoke.
Zhou Yuanbai was stunned. In just ten days, this was nearly tens of billions of high-grade immortal crystals! Was it completely absorbed by the refining process so quickly? Could it be that Cheng Ling completely exploded and broke through to the Immortal Emperor stage in one fell swoop?
But when the smoke and dust cleared, Cheng Ling's body was gradually revealed, and his consciousness was swept away. He was still in the Tianzun stage, but his injuries had completely recovered, and he no longer looked as decadent as before.
Cheng Ling laughed, gently rolled up his sleeves, stood up, bowed to Zhou Yuanbai and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhou, for your help. Cheng is grateful."
Zhou Yuanbai stared at him blankly for a while, then smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Cheng, some trivial matters are not trivial, but your skills are so incredible that you have consumed tens of billions of high-grade immortal crystals in such a short period of time."
Cheng Ling said: "Brother Zhou Liao Zan, Cheng's technique is indeed unique."
In fact, even though the Golden Page Technique is against the sky, it does not consume so much. The most important thing is the space in his body. He has been hunted for more than a month after a series of fierce battles. If it were not for the power of the space in his body and the acupoints, I can't hold on any longer.
Zhou Yuanbai nodded and said no more. It was taboo in the monastic community to ask about monks' techniques, and no one would be willing to tell others.
After a short pause, he said: "It's my honor to be able to help Brother Cheng. Speaking of which, this trip is just a coincidence. I happened to go to Tianyun Fairy City on important matters, but just as I entered the edge of the Fairy City, I received news from Brother Cheng. I learned that you were being hunted by Songfeng Temple and the monks from various major sects, so I couldn't help but help."
Cheng Ling said: "Please bear this in mind, Cheng. By the way, what happened to the monks who came with you? If they were damaged because of Cheng, I would be really sorry."
Zhou Yuanbai laughed and said: "Don't worry! Those are Zhou's sword attendants. Although they are not as good as the killers of Songfengguan, it is not difficult to escape unscathed. Besides, if they want to kill the monks of my Chaoyang Temple, they will not be able to kill them." You have to weigh it carefully.”
Cheng Ling glanced at him with interest and said: "Brother Zhou, Cheng has always been curious. You said you were a disciple of Chaoyang Temple, but looking at your daily behavior and Guchengfeng's attitude towards you at that time, it is obvious that His status is not low, but what is his status in the Chaoyang Temple?"
Zhou Yuanbai smiled and said: "Since Brother Cheng is asking, there is nothing bad to say. You also know that Chaoyang Temple is a pure sword cultivator sect. It is said that it is the bloodline left by ancient sword cultivators. This fact does not say wrong."
"The ancient swordsmanship was an era when the swordsmanship civilization was so prosperous. But later, some changes occurred, which caused the swordsmanship to weaken day by day. In order to restore the glory of the past and make the swordsmanship civilization shine again, some descendants of the ancient monks united together. This founded the Chaoyang Temple."
"After the decline of the ancient swordsmanship, three swordsmanship orders were left behind, which were given to three outstanding descendants. The swordsmanship order is not only a symbol of status, but it is also said to be the key to unlocking the treasures of the ancient swordsmanship. Only by collecting Only by collecting three kendo orders can the treasure place be opened."
"Therefore, the Chaoyang Temple has great respect for the owners of the swordsmanship order, because they are the blood inheritance left by the ancient sword cultivators. They have a very high status in the sect and are called swordsmen. Unfortunately, with the changes in the sea, as time passes, As time goes by, the bloodline of ancient sword cultivators gradually withers away, and now I am almost the only one left with the Kendo Token."
After saying that, Zhou Yuanbai sighed deeply, seeming to feel aggrieved by the weakening of his swordsmanship.
As everyone knows, when Cheng Ling heard all this, he was so shocked that he felt that things in the world were mysterious and abnormal. After hearing Zhou Yuanbai's sigh, he couldn't help but take out a palm-sized sword from the space inside his body. He took the shape of the token and asked, "Isn't this the sword order that Brother Zhou mentioned?"
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