Where the Demon Sect was originally located, Cong Jiansheng had been guarding outside Chi Zongling's laboratory, checking the information moved back from the nine sects while waiting for Chi Zongling's return.
This wait lasted for nearly two months, and he also spent nearly two months looking through the materials.
However, the Chi Zongling he was waiting for did not come back, and the information about the 'immortal' he was looking for was not found either.
This made him more and more irritable.
Although after destroying the nine great immortal sects, he has become truly the world's number one god-forming monk in the world of immortality, he still feels inexplicably unhappy.
After standing at the top, I discovered that there are still too many unknown things. The most important thing is that there is no way to understand these unknowns.
"Huh~"
Cong Jianshang breathed a sigh of relief, put down a book in his hand, looked into the distance, and murmured unconsciously: "How should I ascend to become an immortal? Could it be like Qi Chengjun of the Qingxuan Sect? No, it must not be like that, it will definitely happen. There is a way, it’s just…how should I do it?”
At this time, a clear voice said: "Ascended to become an immortal? Haha, to be honest, there are no immortals in this world."
Cong Jiansheng suddenly turned his head and looked aside, and saw a woman in white beside him.
It was Chi Zongling.
Cong Jiansheng's tense body relaxed: "Xianzi Chi, aren't you an immortal?"
Chi Zongling shook her head and said: "I am not an immortal. The fairy world I told you before is just to make it easier for you to understand. In fact, the place I came from is not a fairy world. The fairy world is just a beautiful world imagined by you immortal cultivators. Unfortunately, there is no such world in this area. Even if there was, you wouldn't be able to go."
Cong Jiansheng's heart sank slightly, and he directly asked the doubts in his heart: "Fairy Chi, how should we go after the transformation stage?"
Chi Zongling: "I don't know, it depends on you."
"I don't know? Then how can I practice to become as powerful as you and Zhuang Hong?"
Chi Zongling said seriously: "In principle, no matter how you practice, you can't reach our level, because our strength is not obtained through practice."
"How to get it?"
"Luck. When luck comes, you will naturally have the same power as us. If you don't have luck, you can't force it. So, you'd better not have extravagant hopes. It's not a bad thing to be the strongest cultivator in the realm of immortality."
Cong Jiansheng's heart sank directly.
After a long time, he took a deep breath and said: "That's all, but before you went to find Zhuang Hong, have you ever captured Zhuang Hong? If Zhuang Hong has been captured, our Demon Sect will take advantage of the momentum to reach its peak. , we will set out tomorrow to wipe out the Qingxuan Gate and rebuild the order of the immortal world."
As he spoke, a domineering aura spread out, as if he had the world under his control.
However, Chi Zongling poured cold water on him: "Don't mention this matter again. Zhuang Hong and I are not enemies, but friends."
Cong Jiansheng: "What???"
Before going to Zhuang Hong, he swore that it would be easy to kill Zhuang Hong. Now after he came back, he said that the two were friends.
This is unreasonable no matter how you look at it...
Chi Zongling glanced at him and said: "From now on, you demon sect should not have any ideas about Qingxuan Sect. If you insist on doing so, Zhuang Hong will kill you casually and it has nothing to do with me. Moreover, I will also move to Qingxuan Sect next time." I live in Xuanmen. I came back this time just to pack my things. Once I pack everything, I won’t come back again.”
Cong Jiansheng's face couldn't hold back any longer, with an expression of astonishment: "Going to Qingxuanmen?"
After Chi Zongling left, Cong Jiansheng was still in a daze.
Not long after, the hall master came and asked: "Demon Lord, is there any news about the Immortal? When will we wipe out the Qingxuan Sect?"
Cong Jiansheng said dullly: "Recuperate first, don't rush for a while."
He flew alone to the highest mountain nearby, overlooking the surrounding mountains, his eyes gradually became firm: "Since Fairy Chi can't show me the way, then I will go find Immortal Zhuang Hong myself. No matter what, I will definitely be able to succeed. True immortal."
…
When Zhuang Hong returned to the world of immortality, he happened to run into Chi Zongling who had moved there.
Chi Zongling felt it carefully, and her eyes slowly lit up: "Zhuang Hong, have you mastered the spirit-hiding technique? I can no longer feel the breath of spiritual liquid on your body. It looks like an ordinary spirit-level void The spirit is almost the same.”
Zhuang Hong nodded: "It just so happens that the practice goes smoothly."
Chi Zongling said curiously: "You are indeed a rare genius. In less than twenty days, you have mastered the art of hiding spirits. Among the many insects I have seen, you can also be ranked in the top five."
Zhuang Hong thought for a while, then explained the special state of the spiritual liquid he perceived, and then said: "Do you know the reason for this?"
Chi Zongling said in surprise: "The ripples and tentacles on the spiritual liquid? I have never heard that the spiritual liquid has this form, and the breath of the spiritual liquid you sense is too clear. I can also feel the spiritual liquid." It smells like liquid, but the perception is very blurry, and I can’t see what you described at all.”
"Is that so? It seems that everyone is different."
Chi Zongling: "I am the same as everyone else. You should be the only one who is different..."
She patted her head and said distressedly: "Forget it, I can't understand the world of geniuses like you. If you have a chance to see Leader Mu Zhang in the future, you can ask him. He might know what's going on. .”
Zhuang Hong: "That's the only way."
After a pause, he added: "Since you taught me the spirit-hiding technique, I will also teach you a talisman technique."
Chi Zongling's eyes suddenly lit up like light bulbs: "Flyers? What are talismans?"
After Zhuang Hong introduced her to the functions of the talisman, he showed several talismans, and then asked: "Small missile, flying arrow, fire ignition, small buckler, water ball impact... can you choose any one?"
Chi Zongling: "Just learn the little missile!"
So, Zhuang Hong handed the small missile's rune array to Chi Zongling, and then taught her how to release the rune technique.
Chi Zongling's understanding and learning ability are pretty good, and Zhuang Hong understood how to release the talisman after just speaking once.
Zhuang Hong: "Okay, this talisman is very simple, you can try it."
Chi Zongling: "Wait, wait, this rune array is more complicated, give me some time to memorize it."
Zhuang Hong: "???"
Does it take time to memorize this kind of formation disk that only consists of twelve basic runes in the inner and outer rings? Isn’t this something you can naturally remember at a glance?
How should I memorize some more complex talisman formations in the future?
Sure enough, if knowledge is a treasure house containing endless wealth, then a scumbag will never become rich.
Inexplicably, Zhuang Hong felt a trace of sympathy for Chi Zongling in his heart. Looking at her, he felt like he saw himself more than twenty years ago.
Chi Zongling asked doubtfully: "Why are you looking at me like this? Is there something wrong?"
Zhuang Hong: "No, maybe you can try to burn the talisman's formation disk on your clothes. This will make casting the spell much easier."
Chi Zongling clapped her hands and suddenly realized: "Yes, why didn't I think of it?"
In fact, Chi Zongling's memory is not that bad, but Zhuang Hong uses himself as a reference, which makes Chi Zongling look a little cute.
After only a while, Chi Zongling memorized the talisman array of Xiaomi Dan.
She excitedly mobilized the red source power of the true spirit level and quickly formed a rune array.
The next moment, a bright golden small missile suddenly appeared on the palm of her hand. It expanded rapidly as soon as it appeared, and in the blink of an eye it exceeded one and a half meters in diameter.
Zhuang Hong raised his brows and was secretly shocked: "The source power of the true spirit level is indeed powerful, and the small missiles used have such a strong effect."
You must know that the small missiles used by Zhuang Hong's current spiritual-level source power are only about 60 centimeters in diameter. It can be seen that the quality of the true spiritual-level source power is indeed several times stronger than the quality of the spiritual-level source power.
The appearance of the small missile startled Chi Zongling and she subconsciously swung forward.
"call out--"
The small missile streaked through a golden light and hit another mountain peak adjacent to Doulong Peak.
The next moment, the golden light expanded, and a shock wave swept across, causing the earth to tremble violently.
"boom--"
Then there was a deafening roar, all kinds of gravel flew, the grass and trees were shattered, and smoke and dust filled the air.
When everything calmed down, a corner of the mountain was missing.
Chi Zongling looked at her masterpiece and was stunned.
She couldn't believe that this was her own random masterpiece.
"The power of the small missile is simply too strong. The first spell you taught me was so powerful. Just the first spell was so powerful... Zhuang Hong, I didn't expect you to be such an open-minded and magnanimous person. "
Zhuang Hong: "Ahem, okay?"
(End of chapter)
