Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

Chu Zheng didn't pay attention to these messages at all. He accepted them all and prepared to take them back and let Fu Quanliang handle them as appropriate.

The left and right are just trivial matters. For him, these things are just a waste of energy. Now, he has more important things to do.

Now that he has mastered the mysteries, he can sail in the sea of ​​stars with the help of some magic weapons like the 'Broken Star Shuttle'.

Relying on the skills of a spiritual alchemist, his demand for the environment of heaven and earth is not as high as that of an immortal monk. He can still live peacefully in the wilderness of the universe, but it is only slightly affected.

After settling in the Taixuan Holy Land, he can go outside the territory and roam the sea of ​​​​stars, and then rely on the method of stargazing and catching the sky, and practice through incarnations and calamities, while accumulating resources, he will approach the sea of ​​chaos.

When he has accumulated enough knowledge, he will be able to take a chance on the battlefield of all realms that Nie Longhu mentioned.

Before going to the battlefield of all realms, he needed to find traces of Zhao Tingxian in the sea of ​​chaos and ask for some information.

Zhao Tingxian is the strongest person he can come into contact with at present, and he should have some understanding of the battlefield of all realms.

If the source of information is too single, it will often affect the accuracy of its own judgment. Chu Zheng needs more information to verify each other to confirm the authenticity of this information.

"Come with me, I have something for you."

After putting away all the messy messages, Chu Zheng led Song Lingxue into a secret room.

"It's so mysterious, what exactly are you going to give me?" Song Lingxue's eyes flashed slightly, and she couldn't help but feel a little curious in her heart.

Chu Zheng did not whet her appetite. He turned over his hands and took out a jade album. The jade album was about half a finger thick and had grooves on the side. There was a jade pen placed on it, which was engraved with mysterious runes.

When he was in the Dongyuan Realm, his spiritual mind was summoned by Yuan Dazun and returned to a golden body in the divine court.

At that time, Chu Zheng came up with some ideas. Perhaps he could create a secret treasure through the incense and the divine way, which could allow people to cross the distance of the universe and the stars, so as to achieve the purpose of rapid communication.

In fact, this method has long been available in the Immortal Alliance, but the communication distance is mostly very limited, basically limited to a large world, and sometimes it cannot even cover the entire continent, and the communication is often lost.

In the Dongyuan Realm, Chu Zheng spent a lot of effort on research, and finally achieved some results.

At the beginning, he used a piece of spiritual jade to build a golden body of incense in the Cangyun Realm, and then used the power of incense and wishes passed on by believers to warm it up and make it psychic.

Then he wiped away the scent of incense on the golden body and refined it into a pair of jade books through the techniques of the Qi Master.

The golden body is equivalent to the physical body of the incense god. Chu Zheng is equivalent to taking one of his own bodies and making it into a pair of secret treasures. They are inseparable from each other and have an extremely close connection.

Immediately, he used the same method to refine a pair of jade books in Dongyuan Realm. After some attempts, his idea was confirmed.

The jade book can indeed serve as a bridge of communication and can transmit information.

Although I don’t know if the distance of contact has a limit, the Jade Book can indeed establish a connection between Cangyun Realm and Dongyuan Realm.

The distance to the Sea of ​​Chaos is already extremely far away. Across the endless sea of ​​stars, the distance to the Martial Palace must be no more than this.

There is a magic circle set up by Chu Zheng on the jade book, which can absorb the energy of the sun and the moon. After sending a message, it will take at least half a month to two months to replenish the energy, depending on the distance.

This is already the limit without involving the power of incense.

After all, the Martial Palace is a Martial Palace, and incense and the divine way are also heretical in their eyes. If the scent of incense is too strong, it may bring some trouble to Song Lingxue.

"With this jade book in hand, if you want to contact me after you leave the world, just write directly above, and I will receive your message."

Chu Zheng put the jade book into Song Lingxue's hand and whispered:

"I put a lot of thought into this thing. There shouldn't be any problems. It will take some time to recover after the message is sent."

After being refined, this piece of jade has become a special magic weapon, similar to Chu Zheng's incense golden body.

Seeing that Song Lingxue was still dazed, Chu Zheng couldn't help but ask: "What do you think of this thing? Does it suit your liking?"

Song Lingxue came back to her senses, lowered her head and lowered her eyes to cover the waves in her eyes. After a while, she spoke in a low voice:

"Thank you husband, I like it very much."

To her, nothing is more precious than this.

It would be enough to establish a connection between her and Chu Zheng across the sea of ​​stars, even if it was just a few words like a letter.

What made her even more happy was that Chu Zheng was willing to spend time on her, and was even willing to take the initiative to maintain this marriage.

She left the world this time and had the jade book in hand, which meant that the bond between the two would not be completely severed.

Perhaps, there is no need for her to be too pessimistic about the future of the two of them.

As long as a person lives in this world and has a breath left, there will eventually be a day when we meet again, a time when we see each other again.

"No matter where you are, I will always be by your side."

Chu Zheng gently stroked the hair on the top of Song Lingxue's head, his eyes were like water, bottomless, and his tone was not high, but it was loud and clear:

"It won't be long before I go to the Martial Palace to look for you. I won't keep you waiting for too long."

Just like the original Taixuan Holy Land, he also has the confidence now.

This universe is no longer unknown to him. The previously vast sea of ​​stars now has vague boundaries.

He still has a long way to go, and so does Song Lingxue.

Song Lingxue shook her head gently, without saying a word, and gently put her arm around Chu Zheng's neck. She slowly raised her head, and the uneasiness in her eyes disappeared.

After a while, she bit her lip and whispered:

"Are you going to retreat again these few days?"

Hearing this, Chu Zheng stretched out his hand to hold Song Lingxue horizontally and whispered:

"Of course, it won't be a few days."

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Under the promotion of various transcendent forces, the Wanzong Qianlong Competition was held very smoothly. There were not many deaths, but there were many injured.

Therefore, although there were not many people participating in the Wanzong Qianlong Competition, only more than 10,000 people, it would take some time to heal after a fight.

This period of time is indispensable for these Tianjiao. Many people will have some enlightenment after losing, and thus become stronger.

After losing in a competition, everyone has another chance to challenge, and can choose a Tianjiao of the same realm to fight against. If they win, they will take their place.

Those who come from behind and win have been seen frequently since ancient times.

Time is like quicksand on the fingertips. It has passed through the fingers without notice, and no trace can be caught.

All living beings rush forward in this quicksand. Some people are no different from sand, submerged in the sea of ​​time and sand, without causing any waves.

Some people, after being polished by the quicksand, have turned into dazzling gems, standing on the sea of ​​sand, shining brightly.

The Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition is just a microcosm.

Song Lingxue misses her family after all. She is present in every competition of Song Lingqing.

In the competition of entering the Dao realm, Song Lingqing has already blossomed with auspicious colors. Although she is young, her moves are already seven points fierce, without any hesitation or stagnation, which attracts the attention of many people.

Many people have begun to pay attention to the sect forces behind her, but they naturally found nothing. The final conclusion is that she is just a casual cultivator.

After nineteen battles, Song Lingqing successfully won the first place in the Dao Realm in this Wanzong Qianlong Competition with her own strength.

When she won, her body was already covered with scars, but her eyes were surprisingly bright, showing her unprecedented sharpness.

For her, passing the Wanzong Qianlong Competition was tantamount to defeating her inner demons, and her mind had undergone an amazing transformation.

From beginning to end, Chu Zheng never intervened in Song Lingqing's game, nor did he send any elixirs or magic weapons.

After a few contacts, he could see some of Song Lingqing's temper. She didn't want to owe favors. He had helped her several times before, which made her feel a lot of pressure. If he showed her favor again, it would have the opposite effect.

When the favor owed cannot be repaid, it often goes to the other extreme.

Chu Zheng never imposes his own ideas on others. To him, Song Lingqing and Song Lingxue are different after all.

The reward for the first place in the Dao Realm is quite high, including one million middle-grade spirit stones, one top-grade magic weapon, twenty bottles of various precious pills, and a number of spiritual medicines and materials.

"Lingqing, congratulations."

Looking at Song Lingqing walking down from the stage, Song Lingxue's eyes were filled with joy. After all, they were sisters of the same blood. No matter what, she hoped that Song Lingqing's path would be smoother.

Even if their paths were different.

Song Lingqing's expression was a little complicated, and she threw a storage bag to Chu Zheng:

"I know these are nothing to you, even if it is to repay a part of the favor I owed you before."

In the storage bag, there were fifteen bottles of precious pills and 800,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

Chu Zheng didn't say much and put the storage bag away directly. Song Lingqing was very rational. She kept the top-grade magic weapon that was most useful to her.

Even if it was to repay a favor, she had thought it over carefully, not on impulse.

"Are you going back for dinner today?"

Song Lingxue hesitated for a while, and said with some caution: "Father misses you too."

Song Lingqing was silent for a while, put on a complete robe again, covering the slightly hideous scars on his body, and whispered:

"Got it."

Chu Zheng turned and walked towards the high platform. The number of people who entered the Dao realm was the largest, and naturally the last to finish. At this moment, the Wanzong Qianlong Competition was coming to an end.

As the first on the Qianlong list, he was going to get his reward.

Although he now holds a semi-immortal treasure and has the remains of several immortal treasures on his body, he will not waste these things that should belong to him.

This session of the Wanzong Qianlong Competition is undoubtedly the most special one.

Because he is the first on the Qianlong list, he has won the first place without participating in any arena battles.

As a true immortal seed of the time, the rewards that Chu Zheng can get are far beyond the imagination of many cultivators.

Five million top-grade spirit stones, one semi-immortal pill, one semi-immortal treasure, fifty bottles of top-grade treasure pills, and one volume of immortal scriptures that can be used to cultivate to the perfection of true immortality.

The value of these things added up is not even eleven times that of many large sects pawning their entire fortunes.

Especially the immortal scriptures, which are rare in the world. Even the ancient holy lands and the true immortal families do not have many copies.

For Chu Zheng, what interests him are nothing more than some pills and the semi-immortal treasure.

Previously, the four major holy lands, except Taixuan Holy Land, took turns to host the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition. This time, it should have been Taixu Holy Land.

Therefore, the semi-immortal treasure awarded this time was also produced by Taixu Holy Land.

Bai Zhixiao personally held a Qingshuang long sword in his hands and walked in front of Chu Zheng. There was no joy or anger in his expression, and he spoke lightly:

"This sword is called 'Yunyuan'. It was passed down by a senior from the Taixu Holy Land. It contains Taixu sword energy and is a first-class killing weapon. Please treat it well in the future. I heard that the Holy Land has studied Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance in depth. This sword is perfect for it."

[Yunyuan (Seventh Level): It is made by mixing Tianyuan Golden Crystal with Nine-Layer Spiritual Cloud Liquid. After being nurtured for a long time, it has produced three-tenths of Taiyuan Sword Intentions. With this, the Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance can be performed, which can increase the power by 30%. It is as easy as pulling weeds on the roadside to kill cultivators below the fourth level of the Immortal Tribulation. 】

The sword tip is on the side, and the rich water essence rushes to the face. The cloud patterns on it are connected into pieces. Chu Zheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at Yunyuan, and frowned a little without a sound.

It's not that Yunyuan's sword has problems. It's because there is no problem with this sword that he just felt strange.

Taixu Holy Land is really willing to give him such a rare treasure?

If he stood in the position of Taixu Holy Land, he would also take a lowest-level defensive semi-immortal treasure and fool around, but now he has unexpected gains.

However, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal, and there must be some calculations that he is not aware of.

Chu Zheng has always been a little afraid of Bai Zhixiao. This person is very cunning. Since the first time they met, he has a strong desire to kill him. It is hard to say when he will suddenly give him a fatal blow.

"Thank you, Lord Taixu."

Chu Zheng's heart rose a little alert, his face did not move, and he put away Yunyuan directly, thinking in his heart:

'I hope that one day I can hold this sword and cut off your head. '

For Taixuan Holy Land, Bai Zhixiao has always been a big problem. If he really wants to leave the world, he must take the initiative to deal with Bai Zhixiao.

The Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition, which is held once a hundred years, has only started in the past ten years. It has only been a few months since then, and it has ended. The accumulation of a hundred years has risen like a wave, and it has fallen quickly.

Chu Zheng glanced at the group of geniuses around the stage, and undercurrents surged in his eyes.

For these geniuses from various sects, the return journey will only be more dangerous than the way here, because they have already turned from the dark to the light and are completely exposed to the public.

Although the latent dragon has emerged from the abyss, the young scales have not faded, and the foundation is still shallow. It is difficult to resist the malice from the dark.

In the past years, many young geniuses, after becoming famous, were secretly harmed on the way back to their hometowns. This is not a new thing.

In addition, most of the older generation of cultivators above the Divine Infant Realm have now gone to the battlefield outside the domain. The environment in the Cangyun Realm will only be more dangerous now.

Thinking of this, Chu Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

If Bai Zhixiao wants to do something, it is the best time to do it when he returns to Taixuan Holy Land.