The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was clear and blue, cloudless.
On a path, the trees on both sides of the road swayed and rustled in the wind, and the path became wider and wider.
A shadow grew longer and longer in the sunlight. Under the mottled leaves, a man in black sat.
This man was covered in blood and was obviously seriously injured. At this moment, he was lying under a big tree.
The man closed his eyes tightly, as motionless as a dead man.
From a distance, it does look like a dead man, but from a closer look, the man's chest is rising and falling, and he is still breathing.
Time passed, and after a long time, a strong wind howled, making the surrounding trees roar, and the fallen leaves flew and slowly fell down.
At this moment, a white light flashed not far away and came quickly towards the man in black.
"Hey!" A childish voice sounded, revealing the white figure, which turned out to be a little white tiger as white as snow with no variegated colors.
This white tiger holds a green fruit in its mouth and its tail is wagging. She walked up to the man in black and jumped into his arms.
"Bah, bah!" the little white tiger kept shouting. Seeing that the man in black didn't respond for a long time, the black eyes actually showed a human-like expression, full of worry.
"Hey!" The little white tiger was anxious and kept scratching the chest of the man in black with his claws, making a whining sound.
At this moment, the man in black suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out a hand, and lifted the little white tiger up.
"Dabai, don't make trouble! Let me rest for a while." The man in black shook his head helplessly.
This man in black is Chu Cheng. He fought with Changsuntang seven days ago and killed him in an extremely thrilling way. However, he was also attacked by the Seven-Colored Sky Fan and the Changsun Hall, and almost died.
At the last moment, Chu Cheng still relied on a clear liquid pill to forcibly strengthen his body and energy, and finally managed to breathe a sigh of relief.
I originally thought that after killing Chang Suntang, as long as he left the sect and avoided the limelight for a while, he would be fine. After all, no one would have thought that a liquid condensation monk would be killed by a Qi gathering monk.
But just as Chu Cheng left the sect, the great elder Ji Dongbei discovered that the life tablet of Changsun Hall was broken in the elder's hall.
The sect was shocked! The sudden life and death of an Elder of Condensate is a huge matter, let alone one of the three major third-level alchemists of the Luoyun Sect? Moreover, Chang Suntang rarely goes out of the sect, so it is impossible for him to be killed by other liquid condensation monks. It is impossible that his life will end in vain. Calculated, his life expectancy is at least fifty years.
When the headmaster Yan Nantian heard the news, he was the first to rush to the cave of Changsun Hall. He found signs of fighting inside, the room was full of fire, and the broken body of Changsun Hall was also there.
With the arrival of the powerful golden elixir, the third elder Taishang noticed a familiar feeling, which was the aura of the Nine Netherworld and the Underworld.
The Third Elder Taishang instantly thought of a magic weapon in Demon Valley, the Seven-Colored Sky Fan.
Some people said that they had seen Chu Cheng visiting Changsun Hall, and now the suspicion fell on him.
The fire that filled the house was exactly the dry fire technique! And Chu Cheng is at the twelfth level of Qi Gathering. How could there be such a coincidence in this world?
It is difficult to reach the twelfth level of Qi Gathering in this life, but two people suddenly appeared, and they went directly from the sixth level of Qi Gathering to the twelfth level of Qi Gathering in less than two years. This is too incredible!
Although the Luo Yun Sect is one of the four major immortal sects in Qingzhou, it still cannot cultivate a genius at the twelfth level of Qi gathering. There is only one possibility, that is, Chu Cheng is originally a twelfth level Qi gathering, and deliberately disguised himself as a new monk and sneaked in. Luoyun Sect.
The three golden elixir masters were furious. If the disciples of Moyou Valley were outside and killed people from the Luo Yun Sect, the three of them would just turn a blind eye. But this was killing people inside their own homes! This is the face of Luoyun Sect, one of the four major families! Challenge the bottom line of Luoyun Sect!
The Second Elder Taishang issued a pursuit order to the entire cultivation world. Anyone who kills Chu Cheng will receive one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones! A top-grade treasure!
Chu Cheng encountered a total of eight resistance attempts along the way. These eight times, the foundation-building monks were dispatched. Fortunately, these foundation-building monks were so arrogant that they thought they could easily kill a Qi-gathering monk by going out alone.
Most of the foundation-building monks Chu Cheng encountered were in the early to mid-stage of foundation-building. With Chu Cheng's original combat power, he could naturally kill them. However, he was seriously injured and his strength was not as good as before. He could only barely defeat the enemy. He could not Kill easily.
After blocking eight times, Chu Cheng only killed three people, and the other five times he tried to escape.
Chu Cheng's injuries were so serious that if it weren't for the Qingye Dan, he would have fainted.
Liu Qian originally gave Chu Cheng five clear liquid pills, but now only two are left.
"Hey." The little white tiger was lifted up in the air and kept swinging its forelimbs.
Chu Cheng chuckled, picked up the little white tiger, and said, "I asked you to whistle for me, why did you run away to play?"
Little White Tiger shook his head vigorously in protest. Opening his mouth, a fruit fell on Chu Cheng.
Chu Cheng picked up the green fruit and smiled, saying, "Did you give this specifically to me?"
The little white tiger nodded, made an upward gesture, and fanned its head with one paw.
Chu Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he understood that the little white tiger was saying that it had gone through all kinds of hardships before climbing up the tree to pick it.
"Ahem..." Chu Cheng laughed so excitedly that a trace of blood coughed out of his mouth.
He stopped laughing and wiped the blood from his mouth. Picking up the green fruit, he said softly: "Thank you for your kindness."
Chu Cheng wiped the saliva on the green fruit and took a bite. Suddenly, a sweet and sour feeling filled his heart. The physical and mental fatigue and the sorrow in my heart dissipated a lot at this moment.
After a while, Chu Cheng finished eating the green wild fruit and threw the core to the ground.
"Hey~" The little white tiger shook its tail again, its eyes sparkling, begging for something.
Chu Cheng smiled softly, took out ten second-level demon crystals, and handed them over. How could he not know that the little white tiger wanted the demon crystals?
The little white tiger's eyes were fascinated. It was very cute. He immediately picked up one, crunched it and swallowed it.
Now, the little white tiger's aura has reached the peak of the first level, and will soon reach the second level. Presumably, the next time he comes out of the spirit beast bag, he will become a second level monster.
Soon, the little white tiger had eaten ten second-level demon crystals and felt a little sleepy.
Chu Cheng understood that this was when the energy in its body had reached a saturation point and it needed sleep to consume its energy.
He put the little white tiger back into the spirit beast bag, stood up slowly, and looked up to the southeast.
There... is the direction of Luoyun Sect, where I have lived for nearly five years.
Area B of the outer gate, Baicao Pavilion, inner gate. And those friends. Old Meng, Lin Qingrou, Nan Fengyun, Chen Yin, etc. all appeared in Chu Cheng's mind one by one.
He sighed softly, withdrew his gaze and walked towards the distance.
Chu Cheng killed Changsuntang. The death of a liquid condensation monk was already a big event for the Luoyun Sect.
If Chu Cheng hadn't taken out the magic weapon at the beginning, he could still have explained it clearly, but now that he was labeled as a disciple of the Demon Valley, he couldn't clean it up even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
The whole world is an enemy. But who knows Chu Cheng's helplessness?
Chu Cheng is different from Feng Yizi a hundred years ago. Feng Yizi had enemies all over the world and relied on all kinds of support. When he encountered an irresistible force, the power behind him would emerge!
Every generation of disciples who enter the world will be protected secretly by a powerful golden elixir. If this generation of Demon Valley had not entered the world and entered Luo Yun's secret realm, they would not have died.
But what about Chu Cheng? There is no background to rely on in this world. You can only rely on yourself to fight your way out.
Chu Cheng dragged his heavy body and walked step by step towards the road ahead. The most important thing now was to find a place to treat his injuries and advance to foundation building.
Before advancing to Foundation Establishment, he had to refine the Jida Pill to reach the pinnacle of the Jida.
It will take eight days to enter the Taichu Stone. All Chu Cheng can do now is to regain his strength.
But this world is covered with woods for thousands of miles, and there are no valleys that can be used as a hiding place.
Chu Cheng did not dare to fly, and his portrait had spread throughout the Qingzhou cultivation world. Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones are nothing to a liquid condensation monk, but to a foundation-building monk, this is a huge sum! What's more, there is a top-grade treasure? This made some liquid condensation monks feel excited.
Now, he is like a rat crossing the street to beat. Everyone shouts to beat him, but they are extremely eager to catch this rat.
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Three days later, two monks were fighting on a mountain road. After burning incense, a black-bearded man let out a scream and fell to the ground.
On this mountain road, there are many corpses lying scattered...
Chu Cheng was covered in blood and looked helpless at the corpses on the ground.
In the past three days, we encountered three more attacks. What's ridiculous is that except for the first one being a monk in the early stage of foundation building, the other two waves were late stage monks in gathering energy.
But even so, Chu Cheng also spent a lot of effort to kill them.
The injuries were getting worse and worse. The backlash of the Seven-Colored Sky Fan lengthened the injuries caused by Sun Tang's attacks, making Chu Cheng's body functions weaker and weaker, but he still couldn't find a place to retreat and hide.
Chu Cheng swallowed a rejuvenating pill and looked up into the distance.
"There are still more than five hundred miles before we leave this area." Chu Cheng murmured to himself.
Five thousand miles away, there is a large rolling mountain. In that mountain range lies a country.
This country is called "Dashan Country". The name is very simple, but it has lasted for more than five thousand years. You know, Huang Guo only has a history of more than 200 years.
The great mountain country's ability to last for more than five thousand years is due to the blessings of this great mountain. It is rich in resources, has abundant rainfall, and is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is one of the most powerful countries in Qingzhou.
More than four thousand years ago, Qingzhou's first empire, the Great Qin Empire, led eight million elite troops to attack the Dashan Kingdom, and the entire army was annihilated! It has since disappeared into the long river of history.
From then on, Qingzhou began the era of nations...
At this moment, the ground shook slightly, followed by the sound of a horse braying.
