Outside the Green Demon Valley, a dull sound suddenly came from the illusory light gray screen of ripples. Chen Mo's figure flew out uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground. The scars on his left chest bloomed and were still there. A small stain of bright red blood stained it.
This scene instantly attracted the attention of the monks outside the valley. The stall operators, guards, and those who were preparing to enter the valley all looked in his direction.
Chen Mo had put away his black cloak the moment he came into contact with the light screen. He was now more injured. If he attracted some more people who coveted his magic weapon, it would be really difficult for him to move forward.
He quickly got up and spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. Without looking at the shocked eyes of the monks around him, he quickly left to find a secluded place to recuperate first.
Not to mention that the use of force to rob is not allowed here, but how many unknown people can break through the levels despite being intercepted by the 'hunters'? When some hot-headed monks saw Chen Mo leaving the place quickly, they immediately extinguished their greedy fire and stopped watching.
Chen Mo didn't leave too far. He was still within the protective range designated by Zihuang Villa. He was away from the public exposure. He found a shady place to sit down and looked down at his recurring wound. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile helplessly. He sighed: "It is really a luxury to keep oneself rational forever. As my cultivation level increases, I dare to fight for such life-threatening things."
Chen Mo's actual cultivation level is only the fifth level of Qi refining, but his combat power is equivalent to the peak of the eleventh level of Qi refining, and he has the Small Mysterious Skill to temper his body. It may be that he has tasted the benefits of fighting madmen before, but he is actually invincible. The illusion.
Recalling what he had just done, he felt a sense of fear in his heart at this moment. If the Poison Widow and the three Shangguan brothers had taken direct action, he would have been in a hard fight in an instant. Even if he used his trump card to kill them all, the gains would not be worth the losses.
"Injury has added to injury, and now the level that I can perform is less than 70%." Chen Mo clenched his fists and sighed secretly in his heart. This time should be regarded as a lesson, and he must not do anything beyond his capabilities next time.
"cough..."
Affected by the scorching power of the three fireballs, Chen Mo's chest felt tight, and he choked out another mouthful of old blood. He turned his head silently to spit out the blockage in his throat. Not to mention, his breathing became easier after spraying.
All the elixirs were eaten and Fu Zuan was used up. The only valuable thing on his body was ice muscle grass. He couldn't help but be speechless. He slowly cast spells to touch the bleeding parts, like a lone wolf 'licking' his own wounds. Slow recovery.
Chen Mo felt that he was still very lucky. He was better than the vicious man lying in the Green Demon Valley forever. As he closed his eyes and meditated, he was also thinking about what to do next.
"If I were the master, the first thing to do is to find my whereabouts. In this way, through shopkeeper Wang's understanding, he must know that I had a conversation with Chu Keqing..." While Chen Mo was thinking about it, a group of three people wearing purple phoenix villa uniforms The monks in Taoist robes walked in his direction, and the leader walked over to Chen Mo, who was still sitting on the ground. He took out a portrait from his arms, compared it, and asked: "Fellow Taoist, is this a disciple of Senior Sun?" "
Chen Mo's heart moved, and he said calmly: "Yes, it's me."
The leader looked Chen Mo up and down, and suddenly took out a healing elixir from his storage bag and handed it to him as a sign of goodwill. I was amazed in my heart. Alchemists usually have a noble status and are not good at fighting, but the person in front of me can actually break through the barriers of the 'hunters'. His strength can be described as tyrannical!
"Thank you." Chen Mo took the elixir, put it into his storage bag and said, "May I ask your surname?"
"Qi Sihai." The leader of the monks from Zihuang Villa chuckled and said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, Senior Sun arrived at Qingyao Valley a month ago. He chatted with our Pill-forming Ancestor for a while and then left. He specifically entrusted us to discover As soon as I know your whereabouts, I will hand over this blue jade slip to you."
"oh?"
Chen Mo took the jade slip handed over by Qi Sihai, looked into it with his consciousness, and took it back after half a cup of tea. He handed it over and thanked him: "Brother Qi, please come here all the way. If Chen is lucky enough to learn the master's true biography in the future, I will definitely repay Brother Qi’s favor today.”
This was what he wanted. Qi Sihai chuckled. There is no harm in being able to greet a future alchemist. He warmly invited him: "How about you, fellow Daoist Chen, come to our residence to rest for a while, and then leave here after you recover." It’s not too late.”
Chen Mo smiled and declined the other party's suggestion. After saying a few more words, the three monks from Zihuang Villa left, leaving only Chen Mo who was meditating alone.
"Boundless desert..." Chen Mo muttered to himself as he narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.
...
On the eastern border of Chu State, close to the endless desolate desert, there is a large state and county made of yellow stone and sand, covering an area of thousands of miles. There is a yellow light curtain above the entire city, which is obviously An extremely mysterious super restriction.
In a corner of Huangsha County, in an unknown main hall somewhere, Sun Xing and the head of the Zheng family were chatting about something, but their expressions were a little dazed, as if they had something on their mind.
Speaking of which, according to his plan, he and Chen Mo should have entered the territory of Yan State at this moment and headed to the venue of the casual cultivator conference in a hurry.
But Chen Mo's disappearance completely disrupted his plan. He originally set out from Yuncheng, passed through the seventeen counties of Chu State, and then entered the country in the north. But now, due to time constraints, he had no choice but to come to the territory of the Zheng family in Chu State. With the help of their magic bell camel, he planned to take a shortcut across the boundless desert.
sun Where can I find a suitable successor?
Within three years, he became a low-level alchemist. Such qualifications can be considered among the best even in the world of cultivation in the Seven Kingdoms. Chen Mo is the continuation of Sun Xing's dream, a masterpiece cultivated by his own hands, how can it be possible for the future successor? He disappeared without even shaking the Dan world?
Although he was talking to the head of the Zheng family, Sun Xing's mind returned to Chen Mo, and he was not focused at all.
"Master Sun, haven't you received any news from your disciple?" Zheng Qingyuan, the head of the Zheng family, suddenly mentioned what was on Sun Xing's mind and asked politely.
The father of the head of the Zheng family had some friendship with Sun Xing in his early years. Now that he came here to make trouble, they naturally treated him politely.
Sun Xing shook his head: "Not yet. Does Mr. Zheng have any latest news?"
"No..." Zheng Qingyuan waved his hand: "It's just that our family's magic bell camel is ready. I wonder if the master still wants to wait for the disciple?"
Sun Xing understood what he meant. In a few days, the Zheng family and his entourage would ride on magic bell camels and carry a large amount of goods to the Yan Kingdom's casual cultivator conference. If Chen Mo didn't show up, he might not be able to catch up with this opportunity. .
"When will you set off?" Sun Xing asked.
Zheng Qingyuan replied: "Tomorrow at noon."
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"Of course there is no problem." Zheng Qingyuan chuckled and said: "We have discussed it before. I wonder if Master Sun can meet with my little girl when she has time to test her alchemy qualifications?"
He almost forgot to mention Sun Xing, but when he reminded him, he nodded: "Let her come in."
Zheng Qingyuan clapped his hands and walked into a young girl with wheat-colored skin from the back of the main hall. She walked to the front seat and saluted: "Junior Zheng Lu, I have met Master Sun."
Sun Xing nodded and said: "The little girl is not very old, but her cultivation level is quite high. Compared with the real disciples of the cultivation sect, she is not far behind."
Zheng Qingyuan said: "Master Sun, don't be ridiculous. How can a poor family like ours compare with the real disciples of the great sect? Zheng Lu is only twenty-three years old this year and can only reach the eleventh level of Qi refining. As far as Zheng knows, , the disciples in the sect are basically around twenty years old when they reach this level of cultivation, and their starting point is a little behind them!"
Sun Xing hummed, and like a magic trick, he produced a pure white pill, threw it to the girl Zheng Lu, and said slowly: "Eat it."
"yes!"
Without saying a word, the latter swallowed the elixir as soon as he raised his head, and using the spiritual power in his body to release it, Sun Xing took out something similar to a stone tablet: "If you feel it's ready, touch it again."
Zheng Qingyuan watched all this curiously.
After a cup of tea, Zheng Lu's medicine began to take effect. After placing her hand on the stone tablet, a pale white mist gradually floated up from the bottom and stayed at about 70%.
"Seventh level of spiritual power purity is enough."
Sun Xing took back the stone tablet. He said calmly: "Compared with my apprentice, he is still a little inferior. He is tenth level of purity."
"What?!"
Zheng Qingyuan suddenly jumped up from his seat. Although he didn't know the function of the stone tablet, he knew the concept of spiritual purity. The purer it was, the higher the concentration of a person's spiritual energy. Similarly, the better the alchemy skills are. If the spiritual power is mixed, the chance of failure in carving the spiritual formation will be much higher.
Zheng Lu also opened her mouth in surprise, her face full of disbelief.
"Disciple, my master has created momentum for you... You must not die in the outside world..." Sun Xing said silently in his heart.
How could he say such a thing for no reason at his age? The purpose is nothing more than to use the influence of the Zheng family to spread the news that Sun Xing has a disciple with tenth level of spiritual purity, so as to gain momentum first, and then gain some fame at the casual cultivator conference, paving the way for him in the future. .
"Little girl, you have some potential in the alchemy lineage, but the conditions in the family are limited. If you really like this way, you can try to join the cultivation sect." Sun Xing truthfully told the father and daughter of the Zheng family what he said.
