Chu Yang and others did not walk the main road and walked through the mountains until they left Cambrian City for 15,000 miles.

This is still a valley with waterfalls and lakes, and the environment is quiet.

The mountain wind is together and the bamboo leaves are rumbling, making them more elegant.

In five or six days, everyone's condition has returned to its peak.

Chu Yang sat cross-legged on the bluestone, looking at the three thousand strong men who had just been conquered in front of him, with no joy or sorrow, and his expression was calm, "Next, I will tell you that the three-point return energy is the only way to open up eighty-one acupoints in the body, listen!"

This martial art from the Fengyun World is originally very low-level, but after improvement, it is considered good. If it is placed in a second-rate sect, it can be regarded as a sect-sect-sect-level method at the level of a master.

The voice was soft, but it was clearly heard by everyone, even Bai Jingjing and others who had reached the level of the great master did not miss it.

After passing on the Dharma, I took out the Kaiyao Pill.

In the world of Fengyun, he became the Emperor of Chu and plundered the world. He has refined a lot of things in order to use it in the future.

However, looking at the three thousand people, Chu Yang also felt a numb scalp.

It is not a matter of overnight success to cultivate them all.

It took time for Xiang Yin and others to modify the martial arts, so they stayed in this valley for a while. Ferocious beasts are indispensable in the mountains and fields, so food can naturally be solved. But on the fifth day, Chu Yang suddenly frowned, rose into the air, and flew out.

His movement immediately attracted the attention of Bai Jingjing and others, and they all looked up and watched, all of them were shocked.

A huge rock a hundred feet high appeared in the sky, flying from the west, rolling up a wild flow and smashing down towards the valley.

Chu Yang opened the mountain with one punch, smashed the huge rock, turned into a stream of light, and came over a mountain ridge in a blink of an eye.

"Why did you attack us?"

Looking at the five young men standing on the ridge, Chu Yang asked coldly, no matter who was attacked by a sneak attack that he would be angry.

"If you meet a person on the top of the Tenglong list, you will naturally have to compete with each other!"

The young man in the lead squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Great sound!" Chu Yang snorted coldly, "Divine disciples of the Bati Sect, I really think I can't see it? You should be avenging Wang Da and Wang Er, right?"

In Wuzhou, there is a first-class sect, the Batiful Sect. When he was in Tianhuo County, he killed the masters of this sect and practiced the Dragon Elephant and Heavenly Practice of the Sect's Conquering the Sect.

Not long ago, Wang Er and Wang Da, whom he killed, were also disciples of the Bati Sect, and at the same time, they also destroyed the arrangements that had been in trouble for many years.

"What king? What king? We don't know each other. When we came out to hone this time, we just happened to meet you, the legendary figure, and I want to ask for advice!" The young strong man said without missing a word. As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and slapped him with a palm, "I want to see if the so-called first place in the Tenglong list deserves its reputation?"

Seeing Daliu approaching, the man shook his left hand and threw out a disc, emitting a faint green light.

"not good!"

Chu Yang immediately felt a terrified feeling, and the sword of the soul immediately landed in the core of the disc, but it was slightly stagnant, but it did not stop it from running.

"Broken to me!"

At this moment, Chu Yang's Tiange Battle Sphur had fallen and knocked the disk hundreds of meters away, but it was not destroyed.

The next moment, a large amount of light suddenly burst out from the disc, covering the radius. In a flash, everything within a hundred meters disappeared without a trace.

"Telecoming array disk?"

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes and showed a look of fear, "Want to plot against me? Let me die!"

The round of the eptuagint made the young man who felt the accident and was chopped into a blood mist without having time to hide.

At the same time, in a valley, a flash of light appeared, and a bunch of things appeared out of thin air, including stones, soil, and grass, but no one was there.

“Has failed?”

An old man sat cross-legged here, with a deep breath that was hard to guess.

"Isn't it good to have a leisure time? Why do you have to participate?"

The drunkard appeared on one side of the mountain and sighed quietly, "With your status, you will not make a big fight for the two disciples in the sect, nor will you be angry about the Cambrian industry. As for the Heart Sutra of Dead Wood, you should not covet it? But why are you taking risks?"

"I know some secrets of the Dead Wood Heart Sutra. Once I practice it successfully, it will have an immeasurable effect on the auxiliary formation, which can help my formation achievement to another level."

The old man said calmly without any surprises.

"This is not a reason!"

The drunkard shook his head.

"It's not a real reason!" the old man sighed, "I have to pay it back because I owe a favor?"

"The debt of favor is the most owed!"

A faint voice suddenly came from behind, almost scaring the drunkard to death, but he did not move, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Where are you who can appear behind me quietly, at least the realm of the true god?"

The drunkard's mouth twitched and his face looked ugly.

"Junior Brother Baimei is dead. Who do you think I am?"

An old monk walked out from behind. This one was also very unique and had no eyebrows.

"Are you Zen Master Wumei?" the drunkard sighed, "In order to deal with a little guy, will you let you go out one after another? Also, you Zen Master Wumei, but a true god-powered man, do you still need to test?"

"If you know the effect of the Heart Sutra of the Dead Wood on our sect, you should know that it is not as for it, but must be obtained." Zen Master Wumei said peacefully, "Do you have to act carefully this time? If there is an accident, you may follow the footsteps of Junior Brother Baimei. Now it seems that you are the only one who protects that little guy, so I can act with confidence."

"That little guy is the number one person on the Tenglong list. He is valued by Emperor Chu and regarded as his nephew by Mr. Wang. If you touch him, can you consider the consequences?"

The drunkard still stood still and didn't move.

"Who can know?"

Zen Master Wumei said quietly.

"No need to know!"

The drunkard said seriously.

"The Great Chu just destroyed the Zhentian Sect. If there is no sufficient evidence, the Emperor Chu would not dare to take action again." Zen Master Wumei said calmly, "Besides, although our sect is not as good as the royal family, he is not afraid."

Drunkard is silent.

This is an indisputable fact.

In private, the four major sects competed with the royal family, with victory or defeat, and all died or injured, but they did not break up.

"Drunkard Du Yuan, I will save you from being immersed in the world!"

Zen Master Wumei said, lifting his palm, and the energy permeated, suppressing time and space.

"Die, I'm fearless, but it's a pity that I couldn't get drunk first!"

The drunkard sighed and closed his eyes.

Faced with such characters, resistance is of no use.

"Then don't die!"

Mr. Wang broke his dull aura and appeared in front of the drunkard, saying with a smile.

"Aren't you always going back?"

The drunkard was surprised, but he was relieved.

"How can I feel at ease to go back?" said Mr. Wang, looking at Zen Master Wumei, "You are really dead. If you die, you will appear. I wonder who will appear after you die?"

"I know you didn't leave, but I'm still here!"

Zen Master Wumei smiled.

"Then you said just now?" The drunkard's face changed, "No, your target is not me, nor Chu Yang, but Mr. Wang!"

"You little guy, you haven't been drunk yet!"

Zen Master Wumei said with a smile.

"This is a good seedling!" The void cracked open and a monk walked out. As soon as he appeared, within a radius of 1,000 meters, he was immediately imprisoned and became a Dharma domain. He stared at the drunkard and said, "This person has a fate with me, Buddha, and can be saved back."

"How can you be destined to be a Buddha? Well, no, you are a Buddha, not right, you have not become a Buddha at all!"

The drunkard slapped his forehead, changed his tone one after another, and finally asked Mr. Wang, "Who is this person? Is it as powerful as yours?"

"He is the old monk Wuse, and he is powerful in Dharma appearance!"

Mr. Wang said bitterly.

"Dharma image?"

The drunkard shivered, his face was gone, and he wailed, "As for it?"

"As it said, the Heart Sutra of the Dead Wood is too important. At these times, there are too many people who die without an explanation."

Zen Master Wumei took over the words and said.

"Yes, Zen Master Wumei, didn't you say you would only deal with one little baby? How did you involve Mr. Wang?"

The original old man was extremely bitter and suddenly interrupted.

He suddenly realized that this favor made him completely fall into it and even implicated the sect.

"Do you have any objection?"

Zen Master Wumei narrowed his eyes.

"I, how dare I?"

The old man shivered immediately.

"Oh!" The old monk with his hands folded and said to the old man, "This matter is hidden and cannot be revealed. Donor, why not go back!"

He lowered his head slightly, and the old man trembled and showed a look of horror. The next moment, his whole body turned into ashes, leaving nothing left.

"Secret Old Monk, you are still as cruel as the rumors!" Mr. Wang sneered, "Do you really think you will definitely get me?"

Zen Master Wumei frowned.
Chapter completed!