Outside the holy mountain, there is a wide river surrounding it, rushing endlessly, and the rich holy energy of heaven and earth rises, forming a snow-white mist, which looks white and like a dream.

In the Holy Courtyard, this river is called the Holy River, as famous as the Holy Mountain, and is very mysterious. Since the revival of the Kunlun Realm, extremely long-lasting holy medicines have been born almost every day, and even ancient holy medicines have been born for 100,000 years.

An elegant scholar in green, standing by the riverside, was completely in line with the rhythm of the river and was integrated.

Zhang Ruochen appeared behind the Qing-clad scholar out of thin air and bowed, "I've seen the Lord of the Luo Courtyard."

Zhang Ruochen has always been very grateful and respectful to Luo Xu. Even though he is now stronger than Luo Xu, he still has not changed.

Seeing Luo Xu safe and sound with his own eyes, Zhang Ruochen finally felt relieved.

He could sense that Luo Xu was covered with a mysterious aura, which he could not see through.

Although he didn't know where Luo Xu went after being seriously injured by Prince Moro, Zhang Ruochen guessed that he had probably obtained extraordinary opportunities and became more and more unfathomable.

Luo Xu turned around, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Thank you."

"Senior Chu has been kind to me, how can I ignore his affairs?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Xu sighed and said, "Chu Siyuan is too stubborn. For the sake of Confucianism and Taoism, he uses his life to protect the ancient tea tree of the Holy Way. Unfortunately, my strength is not good and I was unable to save him. I watched him cut off all his flesh and blood by Prince Namoro, and the holy blood stained the ancient tea tree of the Holy Way."

Even though it had been a long time, the bloody scene was still lingering in his mind, as if it had happened yesterday.

"The Lord of the Luo Academy does not need to blame himself. Senior Chu is martyred and heroic. All we need to do is fulfill his wish and take back the ancient tea tree of the Holy Dao from the hands of the Rakshasa clan." Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Xu nodded: "The ancient tea tree of the Holy Tao has great significance for Confucianism and Taoism. If it can be recaptured, the entire Confucianism and Taoism will owe you a great favor."

To be honest, Luo Xu admired Zhang Ruochen in his heart. Before that, he did not dare to think about retaking the ancient tea tree of the Holy Dao.

After all, the ancient Holy Taoist tea tree is extraordinary. Since it has fallen into the hands of the gods of the Rakshasa tribe, it is almost impossible to return it.

But Zhang Ruochen captured the princess who had a respectable status in the Rakshasa clan, forcing the Rakshasa clan to choose to compromise.

Zhang Ruochen didn't care about the kindness of Confucianism and Taoism. He just followed his inner thoughts and wanted to be ashamed of his heart.

Since he had met Luo Xu, Zhang Ruochen no longer delayed and asked Luo Qi to send a message to the Luosha tribe and exchange it as soon as possible.

It didn't take long, and it was easy to reach a consensus. Three days later, in Ziyun Mountain near the Holy City of the East Region, they would fight with people and the Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree.

In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, Zhang Ruochen summoned Xiao Hei from Wang Shan.

He is very strong. He fights alone. Under the Great Sage, he is not afraid of anyone, but this time he is facing the Rakshasa clan, not a single person.

Although the ten tribes of hell are divided into the highest tribe, the upper tribe, the middle tribe and the lower tribe, the higher the race, the fewer the clans.

The lower the race, the more people there are.

Therefore, the overall strength of each race is actually roughly the same. At least, the strength under the divine realm can be said to be without absolute leadership or absolute weakness.

Upon hearing this, Han Qiu couldn't help but feel moved and said, "Does Your Highness plan to cultivate a force in the Holy City of the East Region? It's interesting, let me leave this matter."

Obviously, Han Qiu seemed very interested in doing this.

For her, this is a great opportunity, and it may allow her to achieve her goal of becoming a member of the Holy Ming royal family faster.

With a turn of his hand, Zhang Ruochen took out a space ring and said, "The cultivation resources installed here are very precious. You can decide how to use them."

Han Qiu immediately reached out to take it. She was about to say that the consumption of forming a force would be extremely high, but she didn't expect that Zhang Ruochen was ready.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen took out an object, a black holy bell that was only the size of a fist, which was the ancient divine weapon containing the power of darkness that was taken from the son of Darkness.

Seeing the Dark Holy Bell, Han Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and the dark power in his body was involuntarily released.

"Your Highness, this..." Han Qiu looked at Zhang Ruochen eagerly.

Zhang Ruochen said, "This thing comes from the Temple of Darkness. If you can refine it, I will give it to you."

Upon hearing this, Han Qiu couldn't help but be overjoyed and immediately mobilized the dark rules in his body, and together with the power of darkness, he tangled towards the Dark Holy Bell.

Although Han Qiu has a dark body, he cannot enter the Dark Temple and can only rely on himself to explore the Dark Way. It is extremely difficult to achieve great success.

Now, the appearance of a divine relics containing the Dark Way is undoubtedly allowing Han Qiu to see the light of dawn. No matter what, he must seize this opportunity.

It may contain the knowledge left by the dark gods.

“Buzz.”

The dark holy bell vibrated slightly, and dark secret patterns appeared clearly, and they actually flew towards Han Qiu on their own initiative.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but nod. As he expected, Han Qiu, as the controller of the darkness, could indeed be recognized by the Dark Holy Bell.

There is no doubt that the giant of the Dark Temple who refined the Dark Holy Bell must be the controller of the darkness, not just the dark cultivator.

It didn't take long for the time, and the dark holy bell was sank into Han Qiu's eyebrows, and it had already completed the preliminary sacrifice.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Han Qiu thanked him seriously.

With a powerful ancient artifact, her strength will skyrocket, and the use of the Dark Way will become more handy.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I said that as long as you do your work for me, you will get everything you want."

Leaving this sentence, Zhang Ruochen used space movement and disappeared from the spot without a trace.

"Including the Crown Princess? Or the Queen of Shengming? Tsk, you're walking so fast."

Han Qiu's mouth raised slightly, and a special smile appeared in her eyes. She believed that in the end, the woman who was with Zhang Ruochen would definitely be her.

Three days passed in a flash.

Zhang Ruochen and Luo Xu quietly left the Holy City of the East Region, and did not alarm anyone, and went straight to Ziyun Mountain.

Ziyun Mountain is shrouded in purple clouds all year round, so it is named after it, occupying thousands of miles of land, and many wild beasts survive in it.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are finally here!"

Accompanied by a cold sound, a very tall figure slowly walked out of the rich clouds.

Its height is more than three feet, and the standard Rakshasa form is different from the ordinary Rakshasa. The bone wings behind it are actually bright red, just like they are stained with blood.

Blood-red airflows surrounded the body of this Rakshasa, causing the surrounding space to be slightly distorted.

"It turned out that the Blood-Winged Prince came." Luo Xu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Blood-Winged Prince is born with a pair of extremely special blood-colored bone wings, which are extremely hard and have an amazing edge. They can cut off holy weapons and I don’t know how many creatures have been killed.

Among the Rakshasa clan, the Blood-Winged Prince is one of the top strongest people under the Great Sage, who is stronger than the Great Prince Moro.

In terms of the degree of ferocity, the Blood-Winged Prince was not inferior to Yan Wushen at all. He once slaughtered all the battlefields of merits.

Zhang Ruochen was also observing the Blood-Winged Prince, feeling the monstrous evil aura emitted from his body, and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of disgust in his heart.

The Blood-Winged Prince looked at Zhang Ruochen without any concealing his murderous intent, and said, "Take the princess."

"As long as I see the ancient Holy Dao tea tree, I will naturally release her." Zhang Ruochen said lightly.

The eyes of the Blood-Winged Prince became colder and colder. The Rakshasa clan had never been threatened like this.

But he did not occur because the order he received was to bring Luo Ya back to the realm of hell without any harm.

After staring at Zhang Ruochen for a moment, the Blood-Winged Prince took out a bright yellow holy box.

The holy box is a treasure in space, slowly opening up, and a tea tree that is ten thousand feet tall, as if it is spiritual and wisdom, flew out of the box.

As soon as it landed on the ground of Kunlun Realm, its tree roots were like dragons, drilling deep into the soil.

Return to his hometown and never want to leave again.

All the tea leaves on the trees were picked, bare, but they exuded a strong breath of life and a mighty aura, just like the incarnation of a Confucian, Taoist sage.

This is the ancient tea tree of the Holy Dao planted by Confucian ancestors. It has grown for millions of years and has always maintained its vitality.

On the trunks and branches, mysterious words naturally grow, as if they record the greatest principles in the universe.

In the eyes of gods, the ancient Holy Way tea tree is of immeasurable value and the mysteries that have been nurtured for millions of years can help them understand the supreme way of gods.

The Blood-Winged Prince said: "The ancient tea tree of the Holy Way is here, and His Royal Highness the Princess is released."

Zhang Ruochen did not say anything, and took out a space ball with his hands, and then released Luo Yi who was trapped in it.

Luo Yi seemed to have no restraint on her body, but all her power, including her mental power, had been completely blocked and became no different from ordinary people.

Seeing the Blood-Winged Prince, a resentful look appeared in Luo Yi's eyes.

Luo Yi has always been proud and can plan everything, but he did not expect that this time it would fall into Zhang Ruochen's hands, and he needed to send strong men to exchange treasures for exchange. He naturally felt very unhappy.

When the Blood-Winged Prince saw Luo Yi's unparalleled noble figure, he showed a diligent look in his eyes and urged: "Exchange immediately, I don't want to waste time with you here."

Zhang Ruochen did not respond, but turned to look at Luo Xu.

Luo Xu immediately understood and took out a long wooden box, took out a scroll from it, and slowly opened it.

The scroll body of "Ten Thousand Family Lights" is extremely long. With Luo Xu's current cultivation strength, he can only open ten meters.

In fact, even the most powerful saints can hardly open the entire "Lights of Ten Thousand Family" completely.

Although it was only ten meters open, there was still a shocking ancient aura that emanated from the scroll, making people feel as if they had returned to the ancient times of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

Like "Seven Life and Seven Death Map", "Six Ten Thousand Family Lights Map" is also the treasure of the Huazong, which can fully detect whether there is any problem with the ancient tea tree of the Holy Dao.

Driven by the holy energy, light spots flew out of the scroll and turned into thousands of lights, as if they wanted to disperse all the darkness.

Seeing Luo Xu's actions, the Blood-Winged Prince couldn't help but frown slightly, but did not take any action to stop him.

"Crazy."

Resonating with "The Lights of Ten Thousand Houses", the branches of the ancient tea tree in the Holy Dao swayed, and the crystal sacred brilliance fell.

Seeing this, Luo Xu couldn't help but smile on his face, and he felt relieved.
Chapter completed!