"The trail ends here..."
A figure flashed quickly and stopped at the place where Chen Zong fell unconscious. It was Elder Zuo of the Bawumeng.
Elder Zuo used to be a scout in the True Martial Alliance in his early years, and he was good at tracking. This is also the reason why Bawu Tianjiao sent him out. Elder Zuo quickly followed the clues left by Chen Zong, but when he chased here, he found that he was missing. The trace, the reason, he could not think of.
It is very inconceivable for a person to fly like a bird. Even a strong person at the ninth level of the real martial arts realm cannot do it. At most, it is a short flight against the wind, and at best it is only a distance of hundreds of meters or thousands of meters.
Frowning tightly, Elder Zuo kept thinking, his eyes flickered, and he looked around carefully.
With a third-level cultivation of the True Martial Realm, he is equivalent to a sixth-level top-grade monster. Even if he is not an opponent, he can protect himself and leave here.
In the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range at this location, under normal circumstances, only sixth-level monsters appear. For Chen Zong to encounter the eighth-level top-level Moguang Tiger, it was pure luck.
A few hours later, Elder Zuo came to a conclusion that Chen Zong was dead, buried in the mouth of monsters, because Chen Zong's trace was broken here, but here, there were two traces of monsters. The breath left by one of the traces made Elder Zuo feel palpitations, and he lost the desire to continue tracking.
This kind of aura that makes one feel terrified shows that the monster itself is definitely not just a low-level seventh-level monster, it may be a mid-level seventh-level or even a high-level monster, or it may be an eighth-level monster.
No matter whether it is a seventh-level monster or an eighth-level monster, Elder Zuo is not able to contend with it. Even if it is a sixth-level top-grade monster, Elder Zuo is unwilling to fight with it. After all, this is the Mountain of Beasts.
"It seems that Chen Zong has already been buried in the mouth of monsters in all likelihood." Elder Zuo showed a smile, without any hesitation, he quickly returned the same way, as long as he reported the matter to Ba Wu Tianjiao, after that, It's none of his business.
The Hundred Beasts Mountain Range is too dangerous, Elder Zuo doesn't want to enter it again.
…
Chen Zong found himself lost.
The map left by Master Jianglong obviously has nothing to do with where he is now.
Although after decades of changes, the markings on the map are not 100% reliable, but they can be used as a reference anyway. Now, there is no reference at all.
Wandering around, for a while, Chen Zong didn't know how to find the right direction and walk out of the Beast Mountain Range.
"It seems that all my dreams are true." Chen Zong couldn't help but wryly smiled.
Flying in the sky, hundreds of miles in one blink, and thousands of miles in ten blinks, that is to say, I flew thousands of miles away to this strange place without knowing it.
Chen Zong didn't know why "I" could kill the Moguang Tiger with a single sword, why "I" could fly thousands of miles in the air, but he instinctively had something to do with the mysterious sword tip he got. other.
"What the hell are you?" Chen Zong secretly asked, but he didn't get a response, and he didn't think hard about it, maybe it will be clear someday.
Relying on his intuition, Chen Zong chose a direction, took the Red Thunder Sword and a simple scabbard made of animal skins, and stepped forward.
…
"Senior Brother Bei, are you sure that is really a cave left by King Huntian Wu?" The young man in green clothes with a long knife on his back was slightly puzzled.
"I'm 80% sure." The man called Brother Bei spoke resolutely and his expression was full of affirmation.
"When King Huntian Wu was still alive, he was known as the extraordinary number one, with unparalleled combat power." The young man in yellow clothes with a long knife on his waist said as usual, his words unconsciously brought reverence, excitement and implied yearning, It seems that he also imagined himself to be like that, possessing unparalleled combat power: "There are many caves left behind by King Huntian Wu in the world, but most of them are fake."
"Junior Li's words are reasonable, but this time in the cave, I'm 80% sure." Senior Brother Bei nodded and said in a more affirmative tone.
"That's great. As long as we can get part of the inheritance of King Huntian, our future achievements will be limitless." The young man in Tsing Yi with a long knife on his back was very excited.
"Furthermore, according to my investigation, there seems to be an earth-level peerless skill in the cave left by King Huntian Wu this time." Brother Bei smiled, with an inexplicable brilliance flashing in his eyes.
"Earth-level top-notch skill!" The young man who knew a lot about King Huntian was startled and his face beamed with joy. "Could it be the strength that King Huntian practiced when he practiced strength?"
"Huntian Poyuanjin!" The young man in the long-sword Tsing Yi was also shocked, his face full of shock, and then turned into ecstasy.
Any one of the best exercises is extremely precious, even if they are not in the sect they belong to.
"That's right, it's Huntian Poyuan Jin." Brother Bei smiled and nodded, the inexplicable taste in the depths of his eyes became more and more obvious, but he was not seen.
When they got an affirmative answer, both the boy in green and the boy in yellow were pleasantly surprised.
The more advanced the skill is, the stronger the internal strength and the more solid the foundation will be, which will have a greater impact on future practice and the benefits will be obvious.
The fact that King Huntian Martial Arts was able to sweep every realm back then is closely related to the superb skills he practiced.
Human-level peerless exercises, earth-level peerless exercises, and heaven-level peerless exercises, such exercises have created a supreme foundation for King Huntian, and laid a perfect foundation that many warriors cannot compare with. The potential is astonishing .
"As long as we obtain the Huntian Poyuan Energy, we will have the opportunity to cultivate to the legendary Dzogchen Realm of Strength Training."
"Practice Jin Jing Dzogchen!"
Everyone was very excited, even Senior Brother Bei was no exception.
The three walked quickly while paying attention to the movement around them, and then saw Chen Zong.
Three strong auras landed on Chen Zong at the same time, and they were fierce and cold. It seemed that Chen Zong would be surrounded and killed by them if he showed any hostility.
"Nine turns in three strength exercises..." Chen Zong didn't move at all, his eyes swept across the faces of the three people, he was very surprised.
These three people don't seem to be very old, less than 20 years old, but their cultivation bases have all reached Rank 9 of the Strength Training Realm, and their cultivation talents are very extraordinary. Moreover, from the aura they exude, Chen Zong I can also feel the majesty of their foundation, which is different from those geniuses I have seen in the past, and it is even better.
"Could it be that I'm going to cross the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range and enter the so-called Martial Dao World?" The idea came up, and Chen Zong couldn't help being ecstatic.
Since stepping into the Mountain of Beasts, he has been in the mountain for more than ten days. During this period, he has encountered countless dangers. Like the time of Youhuo Langmo Guanghu, he almost died without leaving any bones.
Although he also encountered many dangers afterwards, he survived with the cooperation of his strong physique and the eighth-rank cultivation of Jin Jing.
Chen Zong was pleasantly surprised to finally see other people.
Just for a while, Chen Zong didn't know how to speak. Could it be that he came from the other side of the mountain
I can be sure that the result of what I said like that may not be good.
"Who are you?" The young man in Tsing Yi drew out his long knife, the knife was bright and cold, and pointed at Chen Zong, his tone was cold and harsh, and his breath became fiercer and more terrifying.
"My name is Chen Zong." Chen Zong replied calmly, exuding a little inner energy appropriately.
"Practice Jinjing rank eight early stage."
In an instant, the three of them felt Chen Zong's cultivation and relaxed slightly.
The three of them are all practicing the Ninth Rank of Jin Jing, among them, Senior Brother Bei is at the peak of the Ninth Rank of Jin Jin, and the other two are at the late stage of the Ninth Rank of Jin Jin, they are definitely much stronger than the other party at the beginning of the eighth Rank of Jin .
In the face of the gap in strength, everything is false.
Furthermore, this person seems to be quite young, but he is only at the beginning stage of the eighth rank of Jin Jing, which shows that his cultivation talent is very average, and there is nothing to worry about.
"Brother Chen, the three of us are all disciples of Silver Knife Castle." Senior Brother Bei's eyes flashed brightly, and he stared closely at Chen Zong's eyes. As the saying goes, you can see a person's heart through a person's eyes, Senior Brother Bei It is to test Chen Zong's reaction, if the opponent's background is hostile to Silver Knife Fort, then take this opportunity to kill him: "Brother Chen practices swords, is he a disciple of Aojian Villa?"
Chen Zong had never heard of Silver Knife Fort or Aojian Mountain Villa. When he heard it, he felt a strange feeling, because there were no such things on the Eastern Continent, and most of them were family forces. Some gangs that can't get on the table, etc., in addition to the Four Great Palace Zhenwu Alliance and the like.
"I don't belong to any faction." Chen Zong thought about it, and replied that he came from Donglu, and he didn't know anything about the world here.
"It turned out to be a casual cultivator." The young man in Tsing Yi sheathed his knife, with a slightly contemptuous tone.
Casual cultivators refer to warriors who have no sect and do not belong to any force. This kind of warrior often does not have any good inheritance. They cannot practice good martial arts and martial arts, and it is difficult to obtain training resources. Therefore, their cultivation is slow to improve and their strength is average.
Many warriors are forced to become Loose Cultivators, and they are unwilling, just because their talents are not outstanding, and their luck is not so good, they cannot be favored by various forces, and eventually become Loose Cultivators.
Many casual cultivators who are not weak are often beheaded by sect disciples with lower cultivation levels, and they have invisibly achieved the prestige of sect disciples. Therefore, in the eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi, casual cultivators are synonymous with the weak.
"At Brother Chen's age, to be able to have such a cultivation level, even compared with some powerful disciples, is not too much." Senior Brother Bei smiled flatteringly: "But, Brother Chen, have you ever thought about becoming stronger? ?”
"Brother Bei, could it be that you..." The boy in yellow seemed a little unwilling.
"Two junior brothers, one more person will give you more strength." Senior Brother Bei said seriously, and immediately looked at Chen Zong: "Brother Chen..."
What Senior Brother Bei said was exactly the cave mansion left behind by King Huntian Wu, which shocked Chen Zong very much.
"So, the real sword Tianjue Kungfu that I practiced when I was in the Qi and Blood Realm before is a human-level kung fu?" Chen Zong secretly said: "Huntian Poyuanjin, an earth-level kung fu, if you can Obtained, not only can cultivate a stronger inner strength, but also better develop the potential of the Hunyuan body."
Seeing Chen Zong's expression, Senior Brother Bei knew that Chen Zong's heart was moved, it's good if his heart is moved, it's not in vain to waste his words, as for who will get the Huntian Poyuan Energy in the end, hehe...
(end of this chapter)