Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

There seemed to be a gap in the sky, and pouring rain fell from the clouds, splashing water in the mud puddles.

A faint blue light tore through the rain curtain and crashed into the Emerald City. Like a meteor, it crashed directly into a courtyard.

In an instant, the courtyard wall collapsed and rainwater poured into the pond and formed a stream.

The patter of rain became more intense, breaking the silence.

Miao Luan managed to stand up and looked at the familiar courtyard around him. His mind was slightly relaxed, his head felt a little dizzy unconsciously, and the wound on his abdomen was still oozing blood.

The short knife in the female cultivator's hand was quenched with poison, and it was not easy for her to hold on until this point.

The overwhelming sleepiness surged up, and the moment before he lost consciousness, Miao Luan vaguely saw a blurry figure.

Looking at Miao Luan who suddenly fell from the sky in front of him, Chu Zheng frowned slightly and looked up at the sky.

Four figures stood in mid-air not far away. They all looked panicked when they saw Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng's reputation is now at its peak. Among these four people, two even got the elixir from Chu Zheng and guarded his door for a while.

Several people were about to defend themselves, but suddenly their expressions became a little strange.

Not long after Chu Zheng broke through, his Qi was floating and difficult to hide, making it easy for others to detect him. This was especially true in front of a group of great monks in the Condensation Realm. At this moment, his cultivation in the early stages of entering the Dao Realm could be seen at a glance.

After noticing the fluctuation of Chu Zheng's cultivation level, the four people's expressions were a little wonderful. No one could have imagined that a great master with such profound attainments in alchemy was actually just a monk in the early stages of entering the Taoist realm.

Seeing this, Chu Zheng frowned slightly and couldn't help but sigh. Once his cultivation was exposed, he would not be able to stay in this place.

For a monk who has entered the Taoist realm, these casual cultivators of these sects will not have so many scruples in their actions, and will most likely choose to force him to submit.

Chu Zheng glanced at a few people, then glanced at Miao Luan not far away, and his expression changed:

"Are you guys accepting the reward from Taixuan Holy Land?"

"Reporting back to Master, that's exactly what happened."

A condensing monk who had received the Chu Zheng Spiritual Pill took a step forward. His words no longer showed the same respect as before, and he did not even salute.

No matter how powerful the alchemy skills are at the Dao realm, they are still quite limited. With this kind of cultivation, they cannot control high-level divine fire.

"Master, please get out of the way and let us take this woman's head first, and then ask the master to come over and have a talk."

Obviously, they had planned to take Chu Zheng away from this place by force.

After all, Miao Luan is the true successor of the Holy Land. Apart from a few of them, no one else can know the news. Otherwise, if Taixu Holy Land frees up its hands to retaliate, they will all suffer.

Chu Zheng was silent for a while, and then showed his true appearance.

"Are you Chu Zheng?!"

Several Ning Soul cultivators all had shocked expressions on their faces, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Nowadays, Chu Zheng's portrait has been spread throughout the Southern Region, and even the monks who are a little better informed have seen it.

"Since you have accepted Taixuan's reward, you are considered a fellow traveler."

Chu Zheng said slowly: "There is no need to hurt your harmony."

In the final analysis, there is no grudge between him and these Condensation Realm monks, so there is no need to fight with each other.

What's more, Chu Zheng didn't want to openly conflict with Taixuan Holy Land.

After all, Song Lingxue is still in Taixuan Holy Land, and he is also the chief of Taixuan True Tradition.

No one answered his words, and several Condensation Realm monks looked at a middle-aged man in unison.

The middle-aged man has a strong build and strong facial features. He is dressed in a black brocade robe with red patterns and has an extraordinary bearing.

This person's cultivation level is the highest among the four, and he is already in the middle stage of Condensation Realm. It is obvious that he is the leader of the rest.

"Chu Zheng..."

The middle-aged man looked at Chu Zheng, looked back, looked at the other three people, and said in a deep voice:

"Kill them together. I will take Chu Zheng's head to redeem the reward later, and you will take Miao Luan's head to Taixuan."

In an instant, murderous intent overflowed in the void, and the cold rain was as sharp as a knife, biting the bones.

The middle-aged man's move was quite bold. Taking two bounties at the same time was undoubtedly the best choice for the four of them.

With both spiritual stones and magical weapons and weapons, they can also hand in certificates of surrender between the two holy lands at the same time. No matter which holy land benefits in the end, they will at least have an escape route.

Chu Zheng below listened quietly, with no surprise in his expression. If it were him, standing in the position of these people, he would probably make this choice.

A monk who has entered the Dao realm can be easily killed by the four Condensation realms, and it won't even take any more effort than cutting off Miao Luan's head.

"In the past few days since I've been in Cuiguang City, it rained today for the first time..."

Looking up at the lightning surging above the clouds, Chu Zheng sighed softly:

"It seems... you are destined to suffer this calamity."

The thunder has been born, even if the heaven and the earth are not willing to borrow its strength, it will not succeed.

Buzz——

Chu Zheng's figure disappeared from the spot, and the heavy rain falling into the courtyard came to a standstill. Then it was picked up by a majestic wave of air, flowed upstream, and rolled back to the sky.

The next moment, his figure appeared among the layers of thunderclouds. In the palm of his hand, dazzling lightning surged, and the power of heaven filled the air.

This is using the thunder method to activate the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which is completely different from Chu Zheng's own use of the thunder method. With the thunder cloud behind him, even if he is in the Dzogchen Realm, he will only die.

Terrifying energy surged in the void, and the four Condensation Realm monks standing in mid-air all had their expressions change drastically, and the hair on their bodies exploded, sensing the danger of life and death.

Without any hesitation, several people turned around and fled in all directions.

Chu Zheng had no intention of giving these people this chance. He poured all his mana into the Ning Kong Bracelet and activated the Ning Kong Technique.

Even though his cultivation was only in the early stages of entering the Dao realm, and the Five Elements Dao foundation had not yet been perfected, Chu Zheng's magic power was still many times more powerful than that of monks in the same realm.

At this moment, the Condensation Technique was activated with all his strength. Even the great monks in the Condensation Realm were still greatly affected. Their movements seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, their speed slowed down suddenly, and it was difficult to get out for a while.

Boom——

Dazzling lightning filled the sky, and the thunder between the clouds was instantly evacuated by Chu Zheng. At this moment, he seemed to have become a true god who controlled the power of heaven's punishment.

Bang bang!

Several explosions were heard one after another, and several Condensation Realm monks had no resistance at all. Their bodies were not preserved, and the robes on their bodies were instantly reduced to ashes. The storage bags were directly beaten into fly ash, leaving no trace. Leave no trace.

Chu Zheng glanced at Miao Luan with a slightly distressed look, then returned to the courtyard and landed next to Miao Luan.

[Miao Luan (Level 3): The true legend of Taixu Holy Land, he was poisoned, his Dantian was severely damaged, he was almost dead, it can be repaired (0/20)]

Looking at the information given on the panel, Chu Zheng pondered for a while, estimated Miao Luan's injury, repaired it twice, and barely regained Miao Luan's consciousness.

After all, it is a true biography, and it may be able to dig out some valuable secrets.

Chu Zheng leaned down, took out the Immortal Suppressing Mace, and pressed it against the side of Miao Luan's face.

Miao Luan had just regained his consciousness when his cheeks suddenly felt cold, and a question rang in his ears:

"Do you have anything that can buy your life?"