Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

The sun was setting in the west, and at dusk, the remaining clouds on the sky were like blood, reflecting a bright fire cloud.

Song Lingqing was bathed in the glow and walked slowly on the street, calming down the ferocity aroused by the days of fighting and fighting.

Chu Zheng's move to talk to her just now caught the eyes of many people. The banner of Taixuan Holy Lord had already been draped over her body due to Chu Zheng's intentional actions.

Although she won the first prize in the Taoist realm, no one dared to come up and talk to her.

Suddenly, a soft call came from the street:

"Aya Kiyoshi."

Song Lingqing stopped, turned her head and looked around, and saw a middle-aged man in blue.

Her mind was in a trance for a moment, her expression remained as calm as before, she spoke quietly and said hello:

"Elder Han, it's been a long time."

The Supreme Master of the Phantom Spirit Sect, Han Yuanqing, was the master she admired most during her time in the Phantom Spirit Sect.

However, when she learned the truth about the immortal bones, this affection was over.

The years spent in the outside world were much longer than the days spent in the Phantom Sect, and they were also more exciting and thrilling.

If Han Yuanqing hadn't suddenly appeared at this moment, she would no longer even think of that ordinary sect.

The world is too big, and there are so many dazzling scenery on the road ahead. It is too late to rush forward, and there is no time to look back.

She doesn't have much thought about looking back. After all, people can't be trapped in the past.

"I have been watching your competition just now, but I didn't dare to confirm."

Han Yuanqing looked a little complicated and said in a low voice: "I just saw the Taixuan Holy Master talking to you. Your immortal bones are also his..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped talking.

"Yes, Holy Master Taixuan helped me repair my immortal bones. Now I have really become a top-grade immortal bone, just like Xiao Yuanqing back then."

Song Lingqing did not beat around the bush, her tone was concise and powerful, and her expression was calm.

Hearing this, Han Yuanqing's face paused slightly, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes:

"Xiao Yuanqing was indeed killed by you."

"The Phantom Spirit Sect should have found out already." Song Lingqing didn't look surprised at all and admitted frankly that she was indeed impulsive at the time and had not considered the consequences.

In fact, if the Phantom Sect had not been involved in an entanglement with Yeguang Pavilion at that time, and later had no time to pay attention due to various reasons, the truth might have been found out long ago.

"On the night before Xiao Yuanqing's death, a disciple saw you standing on the Immortal Stepping Stone all night. After his death, you left the sect and there is no news at all. It is difficult to miss such many coincidences. "

Han Yuanqing shook his head gently and sighed.

In fact, shortly after Xiao Yuanqing's death, some people began to suspect Song Lingqing, but no one knew that her immortal bones had been restored, and many elders in the sect did not want to believe it.

The truth is often very hurtful. Sometimes people just don't want to believe some bad facts. Even if they hit their heads and bleed bloody, they don't want to see the truth with their own eyes.

"Since you took action to kill Xiao Yuanqing, you must already know the secret behind it."

After saying that, Han Yuanqing bowed slightly and said in a deep voice: "This is because the Huanling Sect can't forgive you... As your former master, I cannot absolve myself of the blame. I'm sorry."

"Elder Han doesn't have to be like this."

Song Lingqing shook her head gently, her expression still calm:

"In any case, although the Phantom Sect has cut off my path to immortality, it has led me to it after all. You can be regarded as a kind of teacher to me and to resolve my doubts. When I took Xiao Yuanqing's life, it was settled. "

"I will not seek trouble from the Phantom Spirit Sect in the future, and you don't have to worry that I will ask Lord Taixuan to deal with the Phantom Spirit Sect. My fate with the Phantom Spirit Sect is over."

It has been several years since she left the Phantom Sect, and her eyesight is no longer what it was before.

Now, Han Yuanqing suddenly showed up to talk to her. It was just because he saw her having contact with Chu Zheng, and he was afraid that the Huanling Sect would be in trouble because of this, so he came to check on her.

"Lingqing..."

Han Yuanqing was a little embarrassed. When he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Song Lingqing:

"That's all for today."

Before she finished speaking, she continued to walk towards the market in the distance.

She hadn't seen her father for many years, so she wanted to bring something back with her.

Han Yuanqing paused for a long time, then sighed softly and turned to leave.

He was already satisfied to get this answer.

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After handling the final matters of the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition, Chu Zheng took Song Lingxue back to Taixuan's residence.

About half an hour later, Song Lingqing came in carrying many things, most of which were elixirs for nourishing and extending life, as well as elixirs for warming and nourishing the body, which were valuable.

The spiritual stones obtained from the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition must have been spent a lot.

After ten years, the family just had a peaceful meal again. It used to be father and daughter, but now there is Chu Zheng.

Changes in the world often exceed people's expectations.

Song Lingqing didn't stay long. After eating, she went out again.

In the past few years, she has also made some friends, and she is now in Ten Thousand Dragons City.

She feels more comfortable spending time with these friends than at home.

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Although the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition has ended, the communication and exchanges between the various forces have just begun.

Today's Wanlong City brings together 99% of the sects and aristocratic families in Cangyun Realm, as well as top casual cultivators. This is a rare trading opportunity for every cultivator.

Judging from the current situation, Wanlong City will be lively for at least three to five years before gradually falling into silence.

During this period, there will be marriages and alliances between forces, or there may be enmity and hatred due to the involvement of interests.

During this period of time, the exchanges between the various forces will determine the pattern of the Cangyun Realm for the next hundred years, affecting the lives of hundreds of millions of creatures.

The special envoys of Wudian will not be involved in this process. Xie Xingzhong and Yu Ning do not intend to wait for so long. They still have tasks and time constraints and need to return to Wudian as soon as possible.

The situation of Wudian is not as peaceful as that of the Immortal Alliance. Before the current war started, Wudian was already at war with the heavens for years and was short of manpower everywhere.

In the Martial Palace, it is normal for children aged fifteen or sixteen to go to the battlefield. Those with outstanding talents are already fighting against alien species from across the world at the age of seven or eight.

Even if a person in the martial arts has a short life span, he can still suppress all the ways and occupy half of the starry sky, relying on his combat power that far exceeds that of the creatures in the same realm.

Martial arts monks who have not experienced the tempering of blood and fire cannot be called refined steel. Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death will hardly have a future in martial arts. This is the consensus of people in martial arts.

Less than half a month after the competition, Xie Xingzhong took Yu Ning to visit Chu Zheng.

"I'm sorry, Holy Master, it's time for me to set off."

Xie Xingzhong felt a little ashamed. Chu Zheng helped him repair his hidden wounds and helped him step into the semi-saint realm of martial arts. This was an unspeakable favor, but now he wanted to take away Chu Zheng's first wife.

Far apart on the other side of the galaxy, this time they were separated, and the couple did not know when they wanted to see each other again.

Yu Ning also felt a little unable to hold her head up. Not only was this a repayment of kindness, but it was also the act of a villain who was ungrateful and ungrateful.

Although he didn't want to do such a thing that would cause Lianli to branch off, Xie Xingzhong had no choice.

This is a deal between Martial Palace and the Immortal Alliance, and he has no qualifications to make suggestions in it.

"Envoy Xie is serious in his words. He will act in accordance with the orders from above. There is no need to apologize."

Chu Zheng shook his head slightly, turned over his hand and took out a storage spirit ring, and stuffed it into Xie Xingzhong's hand:

"These should be regarded as gifts from me to you two. It's a long way to go, I hope you have a safe journey."

Chu Zheng's attitude made Xie Xingzhong feel more and more apologetic, and he immediately said:

"Don't worry, we will do our best to protect Miss Song in the Martial Palace. With her talent, Miss Song will definitely shine in the Martial Palace. She may even have the opportunity to join the sect of the Deputy Palace Master, and then she will reach the sky in one step. "

He finally accepted the storage ring. If he didn't accept it, Chu Zheng would not be relieved.

"Then I'll set off soon."

After the words fell, Xie Xingzhong raised his hand and waved lightly, and a chariot slowly walked out of the void. The chariot was pulled by two jade-winged Pegasus. It was not a living creature, but a martial arts treasure of up to the seventh level.

Chu Zheng turned his head and looked at Song Lingxue behind him, his eyes slightly warm: "When you get to the place, remember to report that you are safe."

"Take care, husband."

Song Lingxue took a deep breath, glanced at Chu Zheng hurriedly, and stepped onto the chariot without saying anything.

Staying any longer will only make you more reluctant to leave and add to your sadness.

"Brother Chu, see you later."

Xie Xingzhong stepped onto the chariot and saluted with clasped fists. Yu Ning followed closely behind. She did not speak but also saluted with clasped fists.

"Go slow all the way."

Chu Zheng smiled faintly and lowered his eyes slightly to block the dark thoughts in his eyes.

The sky is getting brighter, and the warm light of the morning sun sheds golden light from the clouds, dispelling the darkness before dawn.

The jade-winged celestial horse pulled the chariot and rode away on the clouds, gradually disappearing into the radiance of the sun.

Chu Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he held his hand emptyly, as if he was holding the blazing sun in the sky, suppressing the unstoppable waves in his heart.

After a while, he finally came back to his senses and his heart was as calm as water.

Looking around, Song Lingqing stood far away and never came close. Seeing Chu Zheng looking at him, she nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Chu Zheng turned around and walked into the main hall and entered a secret room.

He turned over his hand and took out the newly acquired semi-immortal treasure "Yun Yuan". He used the Qi Gathering and Sky Replenishing Technique and pulled out a wisp of Qi from it.

This remaining aura comes from the Holy Master of Taixu, Bai Zhixiao.

Chu Zheng adjusted his breath for a moment, used his heavenly fortune-telling techniques, and began to deduce Bai Zhixiao's whereabouts.

Soon, he found traces. Bai Zhixiao was still in Ten Thousand Dragons City, but he was in the fringe area and was almost out of the scope of Ten Thousand Dragons City.

Bai Zhixiao's threat was too great. In recent days, Chu Zheng always felt a little uneasy and had a premonition that something was going to happen, but he could never find the source.

After some weighing, he still set his sights on Bai Zhixiao.

In the current Cangyun Realm, the only person who poses a threat to him is indeed Bai Zhixiao.

Since the Wan Zong Qianlong Competition, Bai Zhixiao's mood has been too stable, not as stable as someone who has a grudge against him, which makes him really uneasy.

If the source of the threat cannot be identified, remove the largest threat first.

It is not Chu Zheng's style to sit back and wait for death. It is better to take the initiative and strike first to nip possible threats in the bud.

After thinking about it for several days, Chu Zheng sent his disciples and secretly released the news.

The Holy Lord Taixuan is about to withdraw and return to Taixuan.

If he really returns to Taixuan, protected by immortal treasures and the Holy Land Formation, even if the true immortal comes, he will not be able to do anything to him.

Chu Zheng's move was tantamount to luring a fish to the bait, forcing Bai Zhixiao to take action in advance.

At this moment, he is in the dark and Bai Zhixiao is in the light, so he can seize some opportunities.

Now that he has the Falling Star Bow in his hand, whether he is calculating or not, as long as he grasps the opportunity well, it shouldn't be too difficult to kill a monk who has just entered the Immortal Tribulation.

Looking at Yunyuan in his hand, Chu Zheng thought for a moment, then put it away and sealed it temporarily.

After all, Yunyuan is the most precious treasure of Taixu Holy Land. If there is any hidden plot in it, he can't tell it, so it's better not to use it.

If he could really kill Bai Zhixiao, he would have plenty of time to slowly refine this semi-immortal treasure in the future.

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The news that Saint Master Taixuan was about to leave began to circulate secretly in Wanlong City. Not everyone knew about it, but occasionally two or three people would mention it in secret.

A few days later, a red rainbow rose into the sky from Wanlong City, without any cover, and headed straight for the direction of Taixuan Holy Land.

Now that Chu Zheng had cultivated to Tongxuan, he once again controlled the Broken Star Shuttle. His speed was far beyond what he could compare to before. It was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, he had left the Biluo Kingdom.

After leaving Ten Thousand Dragons City for nearly ten million miles, Chu Zheng left behind a ray of spiritual thought to control the Broken Star Shuttle. His true body used the invisibility technique and completely blended into the void.

Through the induction of Tianzhu, he had noticed that Bai Zhixiao was following him, hanging not far or near, obviously looking for an opportunity to take action.

But Chu Zheng didn't intend to give him this opportunity.

A big golden bow appeared in the palm of his hand. He held his breath, stared at the void in the distance, and slowly drew the bowstring.

The immortal patterns on the Falling Star Bow began to flow again after hundreds of thousands of years. The Five Elements Immortal Roots and the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir in Chu Zheng's dantian moved lightly, and the mana mixed with Yuan Qi poured out like a dam bursting. , was taken in by Falling Star Bow.

A sharp arrow wrapped with five colors of mysterious light gradually condensed and took shape on the bowstring, ready to go.

Hua Hua——

Suddenly, a sound of water flow sounded in the void, getting louder and louder. After a few breaths, it turned into the sound of roaring roaring waves, which was extremely terrifying.

A long river of sword energy fell from the sky and accurately rushed to the direction where Chu Zheng was hiding. The sword flowers on it were like dragons, carrying surging waves of immortal power. In an instant, it tore apart tens of thousands of miles of void, and the murderous intent shocked the world. .

Taixu Holy Land Sect Secret Code, Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance!

With no time to think about how his position was exposed, Chu Zheng loosened his bowstring, and the sharp arrow left the string, like a rainbow piercing the sun, and the sharp sword flew across the sky, dividing the entire long river into two parts.

puff!

A blood flower splashed in the void, and Bai Zhixiao appeared from the river of sword energy. He was wearing black armor. The armor on the shoulder had been shot through, and a blood hole appeared, with blood gushing out like a spring.

"Chu Zheng! Are you really so bold that you dare to use yourself as bait?!"

Bai Zhixiao covered his shoulders with a look of shock and anger. The moment he saw the sharp arrow, he understood what Chu Zheng was thinking.

He never expected that Chu Zheng would dare to attack him so quickly when he first entered Tongxuan.

That arrow just now was extremely dangerous. If he hadn't had a keen spiritual sense and temporarily put on this semi-immortal treasure-level armor, his body would have been completely torn apart at this moment, and he would have died directly.

"You have just stepped into Tongxuan, and you are so arrogant. With a semi-immortal treasure, you dare to confront me head-on. With your magic power, how many times can you activate it?!"

The sense of crisis on the verge of death caused Bai Zhixiao to lose his previous calmness. With an angry roar, the whole body once again lit up the river of sword energy, carrying the dragon's roar.

"If nothing unexpected happens, maybe... I can only shoot one more arrow."

Chu Zheng made an estimate, replied nonchalantly, then operated the repair panel, replenished the dried mana in his body, and drew the bowstring again.

With all his strength, he could only barely shoot two arrows.