After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

Outside the mirror.

"How come that iron bar has never been used by the Demon Lord?"

Some monks saw that Chen Zun was recognized as the master by an iron bar, and they couldn't help but think carefully. It seemed that the demon master had never used iron bar weapons.

However, some people still know, because what exactly is this iron bar.

"That's the gentleman's sword."

Zhao Lingyun looked at the iron bar held by Chen Zun with complicated eyes and sighed.

"Gentleman's Sword!?"

As soon as these words came out, most of the monks were shocked.

This iron bar is made of the Junzi Sword, the first of Tianyuan Sect's three great artifacts.

"Zheng!"

Just when some people didn't believe it, Junzi Sword, which had been swimming in the air, suddenly made a crisp sword sound.

It kept flying around Shen Ruoyan, who was holding Chen Zun, as if feeling compassion.

Just this time, everyone was convinced.

From getting Xu Huayun's full help and getting the opportunity to practice again, to opening the sword tomb and getting the iron bar that looks ordinary, but is actually the master's sword.

No one else has this kind of luck.

"The Demon Lord is so lucky."

All the monks sighed with emotion. ,

……

Inside the mirror.

The screen jumps.

The scene is set one month after the iron bar was recognized as the owner.

Chen Zun stayed behind closed doors, but the news that he was recognized as the master by an iron bar had long spread from the Tianyuan Sect.

Especially Duan Lin's words were ridiculed by some disciples who looked down on Chen Zun's cultivation.

What they say is rubbish is indeed rubbish, and even the object that was recognized as the owner turned out to be the most ordinary iron bar.

But the disciples who were optimistic about Chen Zun remained silent.

They learned from their master or other channels the origin of this iron bar. He is very mysterious and has never recognized his master.

Just the fact that it is accompanied by the sword tomb is enough to make people curious about the mystery of this iron bar.

The person involved in the whirlpool of discussion finally came out after a month of retreat.

It took Chen Zun a month to adapt to the existence of the iron bar. However, he didn't know much about the use of the iron bar. Even if he communicated its spirituality, he gained very little. He only knew that this thing could be controlled. As for more The mystery requires its own development.

At this time, Chen Zun walked towards the Deacon Hall on the main peak with an iron bar hanging around his waist.

Just because Master Xu Huayun was not in the sect, he told him to handle something personally.

"Uncle Master, what can I do for you?"

Fu Siyuan saw Chen Zun from afar and ran over.

Chen Zun showed a smile and said: "The sect master once told me something, asking me to go down the mountain to practice after the trip to the Sword Tomb."

"Experience?"

Hearing this, Fu Siyuan showed a trace of doubt.

Over the years, as major sects have sent their disciples down the mountain to practice in various places in the Central Plains, Tianyuan Sect is no exception. Disciples who are successful in cultivation are more interested in going down the mountain to practice.

What surprised him was that Chen Zun didn't have much cultivation. If he didn't reach the standard, he had to go down the mountain to practice.

However, according to Chen Zun, this was a matter assigned by the sect leader, and it was hard for him to say anything.

He then began to notice the iron bar hanging around Chen Zun's waist, and asked curiously: "Uncle Master, where did this thing come from, and it actually recognizes you as its master."

He couldn't blame him for gossiping, because there were so many people discussing it in Tianyuan Sect recently.

"I do not know either."

Chen Zun smiled and answered truthfully.

After a month of research, he couldn't figure out what the iron bar was made of. The only thing he knew was that this thing liked him very much.

He touched the iron bar hanging on his waist, brushed his fingertips gently over it, and felt the uneven bumps, and the consciousness in his mind gave him a comfortable feeling.

Fu Siyuan just asked, and had no intention of getting to the bottom of it. He quickly helped Chen Zun go through the procedures for going down the mountain to practice, and then said worriedly: "Uncle Master, your cultivation is not strong. When you go down the mountain to practice, try not to show off. There are demons running rampant everywhere in the world now, so you must pay attention to your own safety."

Chen Zun's heart moved, he became curious, and asked: "Is the world not peaceful now?"

"It's not just as simple as being uneasy."

Fu Siyuan sighed and said helplessly: "According to the information reported by various sects, the Central Plains is full of dangers. Some people from the demonic path who are hiding have begun to cause harm to the world. Many disciples who have gone down the mountain to practice have experienced this. Many people have died in the attack.”

As the resident monk of the Deacon Hall, he has always had close contact with the outside world. Judging from the information submitted by the disciples who have returned from training, the seemingly peaceful Central Plains has now become perilous.

Therefore, Fu Siyuan combined all the current information and could judge that it was not a good thing to go down the mountain to experience, especially for disciples with low cultivation level, who might lose their lives if they were not careful.

"Uncle Master, I heard something. I heard it was reported by the master of Shuiyue Zhai, saying that a great disaster is coming. When going down the mountain to practice, you should be careful in everything."

Chen Zun's eyes flashed slightly before he remembered what his master had told him and vaguely understood his intention.

However, he felt very warm at Fu Siyuan's reminder. This was the first time that Fu Siyuan had been so kind to him since he had been in Tianyuan Sect for so long.

He replied: "Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention to it."

After that, he said goodbye to Fu Siyuan, turned around and walked down the Tongtian stairs.

Fu Siyuan's eyes stayed on Chen Zun until the figure watching him disappeared under the mountain steps.

Then he shook his head and went about his own business.

On the other side, after Chen Zun went down to the Tongtian level, he was questioned by the disciples guarding the mountain gate.

He showed the release certificate obtained from the Deacon Hall and his identity token, and successfully left the Tianyuan Sect.

When he reached a remote place, he no longer hid his cultivation, picked up the iron bar, and drove away.

His career followed the route planned by Xu Huayun.

After passing through several places, the final destination is the place where Xu Huayun is - Mingyuan Mountain.

However, the first destination is Daqi Imperial City.

With Chen Zun's current Nascent Soul strength, he is capable of flying thousands of miles in a day.

However, he didn't want to be so fast.

The Central Plains is a vast land with rich products. If it is just for the purpose of traveling, the purpose of training will be completely lost.

This time, it is not only to experience the state of mind, but also to increase the knowledge.

Therefore, after flying for a day, Chen Zun landed outside a city in the mortal world.

He changed his appearance, dressed up like a normal person, and went to the city to rest for a day.

The next day.

Chen Zun came out of the city and walked on foot like a mortal.

The journey to Daqi would take at least half a year without flying.

However, Xu Huayun did not give a specific time, and he was not in a hurry.

At this time, Chen Zun was following a caravan of dozens of people. There were two strong men exploring the road in front, followed by dozens of warriors protecting the merchants, and finally, carriages loaded with goods were slowly coming behind. And go.

Chen Zun fell behind the convoy and spent some money to sit on the side of a carriage and chat with a thin old coachman.