"Brother Chu, I know that my previous behavior was despicable, but Hefeng has no choice. I must break through the golden elixir! I have a big enemy, and this person will kill my whole family." Hefeng smiled miserably, with a miserable look on his face.
"Enemy?" Chu Cheng looked at Hefeng calmly and asked softly.
"Yes, fifty years ago, He was still a small Qi Gathering monk, but his family was wiped out! He was sacrificed with the blood of a magic cultivator, Golden Pill." He Feng smiled bitterly, tears falling down.
"The whole family was wiped out?" Chu Cheng was stunned and stopped the fireball gathering behind him.
Chu Cheng's whole family was also wiped out, and he felt the same way. The murderous intention in my heart receded a lot.
Hefeng said again: "If Brother Chu can let me go this time, he will definitely kill me when my revenge is avenged!"
"If what you said is true, then why not spare you once?" Chu Cheng hesitated for a while and decided to spare He Feng's life.
If the whole family is wiped out, everyone will lose their mind. It is understandable to do such a thing.
He Feng sneered inwardly, still feeling that Chu Cheng was too immature. You should be impressed by yourself.
"Thank you, Brother Chu! If Brother Chu has to be busy in the future, I, River Wind, will definitely be obliged to do so!" River Wind chuckled inwardly, but on the surface he looked flattering.
"Haha, but Chu remembered what you said before, you will become my slave!" Chu Cheng chuckled, a red light appeared in his hand, and a drop of blood came out of his brain and fell on the river. Wind heart.
Suddenly a burst of red light flashed and turned into a red net, covering Hefeng's whole body.
Riverwind sneered in his heart. To him, the mere restriction was nothing. His own technique could be used to break the restriction. It only took three days for the restriction to be stabilized before it could be broken.
But his wishful thinking was probably going to come to nothing. Chu Cheng's was inherited from Emperor Luo Yun. At that time, Emperor Luo Yun had thousands of saints, and even Emperor Cang, who was half-step to becoming an emperor, only had three.
Of these three, two of them were at the pinnacle of quasi-emperors, and they had been subjected to the blood slave method.
The red light dissipated, revealing the figure of Hefeng. At this time, Hefeng felt very close to Chu Cheng when he looked at him.
It's like... seeing your parents when you were young, that kind of intimacy where blood dissolves in water.
"Master!" Hefeng bowed respectfully with his fists clasped.
"You will follow me from now on." Chu Cheng nodded. In this unfamiliar place, he still needs a guide.
And Riverwind has the strength of a distinguished guest minister, so there are some things that can help him. Otherwise, a blood slave quota will never be wasted.
With Chu Cheng's current level of cultivation, there are not many blood slaves he can beget, at most three or four, plus Li Ying and this Hefeng whom he acquired in Qingzhou Continent, there are only two. There are not many places available next, so use them with caution.
"Yes!" Hefeng nodded respectfully, but in his heart he felt a little strange why he felt so close to Chu Cheng.
"Oh no, what's going on!" Hefeng was a little confused as to why he felt like this and wanted to embrace Chu Cheng's arms.
"Do I have some hidden attributes of Brokeback?" Riverwind trembled when he thought of this. I got goosebumps all over my body.
Chu Cheng naturally had no idea what Hefeng was thinking at this time. He glanced at the sky and found that the sun had already set.
He pondered for a moment and asked: "Where in the fourth-level cultivation country is there more death energy?"
With Chu Cheng's advantage, he was in a dead end. As long as there is more death energy, the power of his Underworld Art will be greater. You can even fight enemies across levels.
"Dead Qi?" Hefeng said in shock: "The place with the most dead Qi in the Great Luo Domain is the Demonic Land."
"Demon soil! Where is that place?" Chu Cheng's eyes flashed and he asked.
"Demon soil, according to legend, a thousand years ago, there was a battle between two powerful men of the Holy Void. In that battle, all lives were destroyed. Even the powerful gods were affected and fell. As a result, thousands of years later, it was still in ruins, and the air of death was still there. ." Hefeng continued to narrate: "Later, it became a demonic land, and there were many demonic cultivators there. There was no order."
"No order?" Chu Cheng's eyes flashed again. This kind of place is a challenge for him. Only by rising in chaos can you break through yourself.
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Three months later, Chu Cheng and He Feng came to Demon Land.
In the demonic soil, there was a cloud of dust, so dark that there was no light, and it was full of death energy.
"This is the Demonic Land..." Chu Cheng took a deep breath, and his consciousness swept across a ten-mile radius.
It can't survive, there is no trace of vitality, even the aura has a violent aura.
This is the power of the powerful Shengxu. In the blink of an eye, mountains and rivers can be wiped out.
Chu Cheng thought of the scene he saw in Luo Yun's secret realm. Emperor Cang took action and even the stars in the sky were knocked down. Quasi-Emperor-level masters are so powerful, and the Emperor-level existence is probably even more terrifying!
powerful! Chu Cheng looked at this piece of black soil and wanted more powerful power.
When he first arrived in this world, Chu Cheng only wanted to enlighten his spirit and become a person who could cultivate. Then when gathering energy, I wanted to become a foundation-building monk.
Later, Chu Cheng broke through the Ji Dao and built the foundation again. What he longed for was to one day be able to set foot on the Jindan Road, and then leave Qingzhou Continent with Liu Qian.
Now that Chu Cheng has arrived in this world ahead of time, after seeing all kinds of things, he is even more eager to become stronger.
The top being in Qingzhou Continent is no more than a small prince in the Great Luo Domain, and can only live in a small third-level cultivation country.
Chu Cheng estimated that a fifth-level cultivation country would have tens of thousands of golden elixir monks.
Some heaven-defying foundation-building perfection monks can even kill the golden elixir existence in Qingzhou.
"Hefeng, what are the distribution of forces here?" Chu Cheng withdrew his consciousness and looked at Hefeng and asked.
In a level four cultivation country, there must be a distribution of forces.
"There are two major forces, Motian Cave and Shaluotang. As for the others, there is not much. They are all small forces. As far as I know, there are tens of thousands." Hefeng thought for a while.
"Tens of thousands?" Chu Cheng was stunned. As expected, the Demonic Land was even more chaotic. With so many organizations, there would probably be a lot of friction every day.
"Is there any Yuanying monks in Motian Cave or Shaluotang?" Chu Cheng asked with his head raised.
"This is natural. Each of these two major forces has a Nascent Soul monster. As for the others, there should be Nascent Souls, but they are all hidden in the world. As for the Golden Core cultivators, there should be many." Hefeng explained.
Thinking that he had established a foundation and perfected his cultivation, even though he was a respected guest in Tangjiabao, there were many who were stronger than him even in the Burning Fire Kingdom.
Not to mention in such a place where demons are raging.
Hefeng was still a little resistant to Chu Cheng coming here. But in three days, he will leave and continue back to Tangjiapu.
"It's a pity that we can't go to Blue Sky Pavilion." Hefeng was a little annoyed, why did he provoke this?
Evil star.
After going to Blue Sky Pavilion, there is even a chance to break through the golden elixir.
"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let this evil star go!" River Wind cursed in his mind.
Chu Cheng decided to find a temporary place to live first and then make plans.
At this moment, there were sounds of fighting in the distance.
Chu Cheng let out a light sigh and dispersed his consciousness, only to see five men and two women surrounding a woman in black.
These five people are all in the foundation building cultivation level, the three men are in the late stage of foundation building, and the woman is in the early stage of foundation building.
Under the joint efforts of the three men, the woman in black was retreating steadily, and she was a little unable to resist.
When the woman in black saw Chu and Cheng, she quickly flew towards their place.
"Fellow Taoist! Please help!" the woman in black shouted while flying quickly.
Chu Cheng looked at all this and was a little surprised that this woman could sustain it for so long under the joint efforts of five late-stage foundation-building monks.
In three breaths, the woman came behind Chu Cheng.
"Two Taoist friends, if you can help me, Xu Min will be very grateful!" The woman in black breathed a little quickly, and sweat dripped from her face.
"Oh? Why should I make enemies of the five late-stage foundation-building monks for you?" Chu Cheng smiled playfully.
The woman in black ignored Chu Cheng, but looked at Hefeng and continued: "If my fellow Taoist is willing to help, I am willing to give you a golden elixir!"
In her opinion, Chu Cheng was only in the middle stage of foundation building. The leader is naturally He Feng, who is a perfect foundation builder.
"Golden Spirit Pill?" Hefeng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.
The golden elixir is the necessary elixir to build the foundation and successfully break through the golden elixir avenue. It's just that those who can refine this elixir must be a fourth-level alchemist.
Here, there are first-level Qi gathering, second-level foundation building, third-level golden elixir, and fourth-level Nascent Soul.
Only a fourth-level alchemist who has reached the realm of Nascent Soul can capture a trace of the Great Dao and integrate it into the Golden Spirit Pill.
so. This elixir is extremely precious, and it can be said that it is rare to find in a third-level cultivation country. Once one is born, even the golden elixir monks will fight for it.
Chu Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in black. Although the woman's aura was messy, her temperament clearly belonged to someone who had been in a high position for a long time.
"This woman has an extraordinary origin." Chu Cheng was also excited when he heard about the Golden Spirit Pill.
At this moment, five rays of light struck, bringing with them thick black mist. It was obvious that these five people were demon cultivators.
Chu Cheng smiled faintly and stretched his hand forward. A curtain of light appeared.
Five rays of dim light hit the light curtain, and the light curtain shattered. The dim light penetrated through and fell on Chu Cheng's body. It actually penetrated through Chu Cheng's body and fell into the soil. No sound came out.
But at this moment, Chu Cheng's body, penetrated by the dim light, swayed, and then his body swayed again and turned into a thick body.
When the woman in black saw this scene, her expression changed instantly, showing an expression of disbelief.
At that moment, Chu Cheng seemed to be integrated into the heaven and earth, and he was inseparable from the heaven and the earth.
This is "wind and snow", blending with heaven and earth. Heaven and man are one. Even if the Nascent Soul cultivator sees this, he will be shocked!
Because Chu Cheng's style of wind and snow actually has a hint of artistic conception. This is the artistic conception that Yuanying monks yearn for!
Only with its own artistic conception can Yuanying break through the transformation into a god.
The five demon cultivators stopped and were also shocked by the scene just now.
Chu Cheng looked at the woman in black, showed his white teeth, and said with a smile: "I will accept this golden elixir."
