The next day, early morning.

The morning sun rises eastward, and a ray of purple light passes through the morning mist and shines into the depths of the forest.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound suddenly came from the cave.

The cover of the alchemy furnace exploded, and a large hole was knocked out of the top of the cave, and a rocky mountain was shaken.

Immediately afterwards, a pretty boy with no inches of strands of hair slowly rose from the furnace.

"Teng!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a divine light in it, and two beast shadows were vaguely roaring in his pupils.

A powerful force of qi and blood escaped from him. He was like a big stove, emitting terrifying high temperature and pressure. Some of the stones that were close were shaken into powder, and stones kept falling on the top of the cave.

"hold head high!"

His spine was the most intense, and he was about to soar into the sky, turning into a dragon shape, raising his head and roaring.

"The Qi is like a furnace, spine turns into a dragon, and the body refining is finally a first look at the way," Zhan Wuque's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he took out a clean robe from the storage bag and put it on.

Although his body is extremely strong, it is just because of the chaotic battle body constitution. His huge force also increases after opening up the small meridians.

Until today, he finally took the first step in physical cultivation with himself.

The body is like a furnace, and all evils are not invaded. The spine turns into a dragon, and it has the power of a dragon.

Even if this dragon is a dragon, it is quite a bit of a slightest.

"Kowloon Ask the Sky!"

Zhan Wuque shouted lightly, and nine dragon-shaped phantoms roared out from behind, and after them, another dragon flew out.

This is a three-headed dragon, and its size is even larger than the nine dragon-shaped figures in the front.

"Not bad, although the strength of this evil dragon phantom is far inferior to that of the original body, it can still be done by entangling a half-step martial spirit powerful man for a moment," Zhan Wuque's face was happy.

The treasure liquid of this furnace was not in vain. His body became tougher and his blood vessels were wider. Even the nine small veins emitted bright light, and the strength of his body increased by a fraction.

Then, he seemed to think of something, his face a little heavy.

With a slap in the storage bag, the chamber pot suddenly fell to the ground. Zhan Wuque pointed with one hand, and the mouth of the chamber pot opened wide, and three figures flew out of it and fell to the ground.

It was Xing Jiang, Xu Mu and Shi Wen.

The three of them were trapped for nearly half a day and their faces were a little haggard.

Especially General Xing, who was slapped several times by Zhan Wuque for several consecutive years, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he has not recovered yet and his eyes cannot be opened.

The chamber pot is a space for its own life. When a living person enters, his entire body energy will be imprisoned and he cannot move at all, and they will not have the opportunity to heal.

The three of them were suppressed in the chamber pot, and they were as fast as a year.

The space of the chamber pot was pitch black. I wonder if it was their hearts. I always felt a faint smell of urine, and I was suffering from it all the time. If I hadn't moved, I might have committed suicide long ago.

They are all senior brothers from various sects, noble geniuses and the best among the people. Now they are suppressed in a chamber pot, as if they are suppressed under a pit. How can they be willing to be humiliated?

At this time, they were released, and the three of them stared at Zhan Wuque with hatred.

"I'll ask you, what is the relationship between the Demon Sect and the Demon Sect?" Zhan Wuque looked at Xu Mu.

Mr. Zhan once said that Zhan Wuque's parents were taken away by a disciple of the Demon Sect named Mo Wentian ten years ago. They have not returned yet. They are likely to have encountered an unexpected situation. Now that he has the chance, he naturally has to ask clearly.

"I want to know, let's do it for the next life!" Xu Mu sneered.

After being suppressed in the chamber pot for so long, he is now full of resentment against Zhan Wuque, so how could he answer his question?

"Bang!"

Zhan Wuque didn't say a word and kicked Xu Mu in the chest.

Xu Mu was kicked away and hit the stone wall in the cave. He fell directly into it and was buried alive by a pile of gravel.

"you say!"

Zhan Wuque looked at Shi Wen with his eyes as lightning.

Shi Wen looked at the pile of gravel, shivered all over, and said quickly, "I know that the Demon Sect is one of the twelve branches of the Demon Sect."

Zhan Wuque's eyes flashed darkly.

Shi Wen and that little girl Zhuo Ning were consistent, and it should be correct.

"I'll ask you again, do you know who Mo Wentian is?" Zhan Wuque said slowly.

"The Demon Asking the Heaven!!"

Shi Wen's eyes suddenly became wide open, and he showed a look of horror, and his whole body began to tremble.

Zhan Wuque's brows frowned slightly.

Shi Wen's appearance was obviously scared.

Zhan Wuque did not urge him to wait for him to recover.

After a while, Shi Wen trembled and said, "Mo Wentian, the youngest elder of the Demon Sect, the most powerful man who left his name on the Great Martial Arts Monument, has long been at the level of martial spirit. He is a monster who is famous in Qingzhou!"

"What is the Great Martial Arts Monument?" Zhan Wuque asked.

Shi Wen looked at Zhan Wuque in surprise, but to be honest, "The Great Martial Arts Monument is a stone monument in Qingzhou that records the ranking of geniuses under the age of 100. According to legend, it was left in ancient times, and only the top 100,000 were recorded on the monument."

"How many names are there in the Demon Asking Heaven?" Zhan Wuque asked.

"More than 90,000," Shi Wen replied.

Zhan Wuque was slightly shocked.

Mo Wentian was already a powerful martial spirit, but he didn't expect to fall to the end.

However, it is understandable to think that the Great Martial Arts Monument has been recorded since ancient times.

From ancient times to the present, I don’t know how many geniuses have been born in Qingzhou, so it is not easy to be on the list.

"Mo Wentian's son Motian is the real monster. His talent is the one who is the one who is truly a monster. He has reached the top 10,000 in the ranking of the small martial arts monument!"

"He is only sixteen years old, sixteen years old. I'm afraid he can make it to the top 1,000 before he is thirty!" Shi Wen was very excited, and then told Zhan Wuque everything he knew.

It turns out that there are two steles, the Small Wu Tao Monument and the Great Wu Tao Monument in Qingzhou.

The Small Wu Taoist Monument records geniuses under the age of thirty.

The Great Martial Arts Monument records the famous men under the age of 100.

The two steles have been passed down from ancient times to the present, and their origins are unknown. As long as they can reach the top 1,000, the Taoist steles will automatically spit out treasures.

Unfortunately, even if Qingzhou is full of talents, not many can make it to the top 1,000.

Therefore, Mo Tian was highly expected by the Demon Sect, hoping that he could rush into the top 1,000, becoming famous in Qingzhou, and leading the Demon Sect to glory a hundred years later.

"Demon Sect, I must go there. This day is not far away," Zhan Wuque said coldly in his heart.

Suddenly, his face changed, he looked at the horizon, his eyes were wild and murderous intent, "You shouldn't let go of an old man, you deserve to die!"

Zhan Wuque threw the three of them into the chamber pot, soared into the sky, crashed into the cave, and turned into a terrifying geese and headed towards the sky.
Chapter completed!