The daily life of non-human beings traveling through time and space

Wan Jianzong Square.

In the past, this place was used to test the talent of new disciples, to compete among disciples, or to organize martial arts competitions with other sects.

Today was different. I saw a thin and weak boy being escorted by several monks to the square.

Sitting on the high platform is the suzerain Di Xiu, beside Di Xiu is the elder Chi Wang, and the elders of several other big sects in the Suixu period, and further down are the heads of the various ministries in the sect.

At the same time, Wan Jianzong also arranged several law enforcement disciples to stay on the sidelines.

There are thousands of sects, large and small, in the fourteen states of the continents, but there are only a few hundred sects who are eligible to attend today.Many people from these sects came here overnight after receiving the news.

Among the more than a hundred sects, there are only a few sects that, like Wan Jianzong, have the Venerable Broken Void Qi sitting in charge, and the leader can be arranged to sit on a high platform.

The rest of the sects surrounded the square from all directions, the highest cultivation of each sect sat in front, and the others stood respectfully behind them.

At a glance, all the monks present were at the Golden Core Stage and above.

There are not many monks above Nascent Soul in the Zhuzhou Realm, and it is quite rare to be distracted and integrated, and there are less than ten who can reach the broken void stage and above.

Today, almost half of them appeared here.

Shi Yue knocked out a monk, conjured up his appearance, came to the square and mixed into his sect.

This is a mid-level sect, more than enough than the top, and it is also ranked among the top few in its own continent, and has a small reputation, but here, compared with other sects, it suddenly becomes the lowest rank, and can only stand at the corner of the square.

Through the whispering monks in front of him, Shi Yue looked at the young man standing in the center of the square in the distance.

"The one who knows where the Excalibur is, is he?"

"It's just a minor foundation establishment repair, what can I know..."

"I heard that people were brought back from Fallen Demon Continent."

Under Di Xiu's signal, Pei Zheng, who rushed back to the sect from Luochuan overnight after being summoned, was in charge of interrogating Lu Zhaochen.

When Pei Zheng met Lu Zhaochen in the flower building on Qiandeng Street, he had talked with him, and asked him about the whereabouts of the man in black and the sword. can always remain silent.

But right now, thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at Pei Zheng, but Lu Zhaochen couldn't tolerate him losing face.

Pei Zheng walked not far in front of Lu Zhaochen, and released the coercion of the Yuanying Zhenjun.

Lu Zhaochen was only in the foundation building stage, and was instantly crushed to the ground.

Pei Zheng went straight to the point: "Say, since you left Yuntai City, tell me everything you know about the Xuanyi Man and the Excalibur!"

Lu Zhaochen looked up at him without saying a word.

Pei Zheng is the head of the Law Enforcement Department, and what he does most is interrogation and punishment. He is a mutated ice root, and he has mastered the use of power. With a thought, five crystal clear ice thorns suddenly formed and moved towards Lu Zhao. Chen's left hand struck, piercing through the fingertips of his five fingers in an instant.

Ten fingers connected to heart, but Lu Zhaochen just grunted and clenched his teeth again.

But no matter how much he could endure, his body's reaction could not be completely controlled. His whole body was trembling slightly, and cold sweat could not stop sliding down his cheeks.

This way of interrogation lasted for less than half an hour, but Lu Zhaochen just bit him to death and remained silent.

Pei Zheng was not surprised, he looked towards Gaotai: "A year ago, this person was just a weak mortal who was detected with inferior five spirit roots, but now he has crossed the threshold of cultivation and successfully cultivated Qi and established a foundation."

He implied deep meaning: "Suzerain, is it...?"

Di Xiu knew what he had left to say, and nodded slightly.

"What? He successfully established the foundation in only one year?"

"Still an inferior five spirit root?!"

The monks looked shocked and exclaimed in disbelief.

Pei Zheng got Di Xiu's consent, so he asked two disciples to hold Lu Zhaochen down, grabbed his jaw, and lifted his head up. Pei Zheng was silently reciting the law, and his eyes were fixed on Lu Zhaochen's. eyes.

A monk beside Shi Yue said softly: "This is to seek knowledge..."

Another monk was a little disdainful: "What is the difference between this method and those magicians who use forbidden techniques to search for souls?"

"This little Xiu is too stubborn, so why not just search his sea of ​​consciousness? Don't you want to know how he cultivated from a mortal to the foundation stage in just one year? What's more, he has to get it from him. The news of Excalibur..."

Of course the monk wanted to know, so he kept silent.

Pei Zheng's consciousness quickly entered Lu Zhaochen's sea of ​​consciousness, and as time passed, Pei Zheng stood there motionless.

"What's going on here? It doesn't take so long to find knowledge, right?"

"Strange, what exactly did this Pei Shouzuo see? Why did he have such a ferocious expression, a look of madness?"

The monks on the sidelines were quite puzzled. You talked to each other and whispered to each other, but Pei Zheng, who was standing in front of Lu Zhaochen, became paler and paler, and his figure began to become unstable.

"Meow, seeking knowledge means that a person with a high cultivation level enters the sea of ​​consciousness of a person with a low cultivation level, and checks the memory of the other person in it. Generally speaking, you can see everything that the other person has experienced since birth, and use your mental power to quickly browse through it. , you can find the information you want..."

After Shi Yue got Xiao A's explanation, he couldn't help smiling slightly: "Lu Zhaochen's memory is only a few dozen years, and most of the time he was trapped in the deep palace, there is nothing worth checking carefully, it should be soon You can read it all."

"But the consciousness of the world is different. Things have changed throughout the ages, from the beginning of this world to the present, the length of time it has gone through, tens of thousands of years is just a tiny fraction of it..."

These monks found it strange, and the suzerain Di Xiu and others naturally noticed that something was wrong. Pei Zheng's state was quite weird. He was just searching for the sea of ​​knowledge of a small foundation-building cultivator, but looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was under great pressure. The next second It's about to fall down.

Just when everyone was puzzled——

Pei Zheng suddenly took a few steps back. He was still staring at Lu Zhaochen's eyes. His face was full of veins, and his skin swelled and turned red. At the same time, with a "bang", everyone looked at Pei Zheng helplessly. Suddenly, the clothes burst... Flesh and blood flew everywhere!

He blew himself up.

The monks were startled, and after a brief silence, there was an instant uproar.

The two disciples who were remanding Lu Zhaochen were frightened, so they let go of their hands and quickly avoided.

As far as Lu Zhaochen was concerned, when Pei Zheng began to search for the sea of ​​knowledge in his brain, his consciousness gradually fell into drowsiness. When he was hazy, he first felt that his body became very heavy, and his soul slowly left his body. Fly every now and then, flying higher and higher, and finally the whole world can be seen in the eyes.

He can hear everything, see everything, feel everything.

His existence became both real and unreal, as if infinitely large and infinitely small, he could be everything, and everything was him...

It wasn't until Pei Zheng blew himself up that Lu Zhaochen escaped from this mysterious and mysterious state, and his consciousness returned to his body. He finally came back to his senses and understood what happened.

He raised his hand—because of Pei Zheng's interrogation before, this hand was still covered with ice and looked bloody, and he used this hand to wipe away the dripping blood that fell on Pei Zheng's face after he blew himself up.

"There's no reason for that!" Chi Huan stood up suddenly, and saw that he raised his sleeves, and the sword on his body came out of its sheath automatically, and quickly attacked Lu Zhaochen who was still standing in the square like a thunderbolt.

This sword was fierce and murderous, Lu Zhaochen's pupils dilated, and he watched the sword getting closer and closer to him——

At the moment when Pei Zheng blew himself up, Shi Yue moved his legs and walked forward slowly. The monk he changed his appearance was of a lower status in the sect. When he passed through the monks in front of him and was about to walk to the front , a monk beside him whispered: "Junior brother, where are you going?"

The monks of their sect were all standing at the corner of the square. Even though the square was big enough, they all backed away subconsciously after seeing Pei Zheng, the Nascent Soul True Monarch, suddenly blew himself up. In this way, Shi Yue walked forward people look special.

The moment Chi Wang attacked Lu Zhaochen, Shi Yue stopped and raised the corners of his mouth with a meaningful smile.

Lu Zhaochen felt the storage ring on his hand start to heat up, and immediately after, he saw a dazzling dark light flashing in front of him, which directly blocked Chi Wang's saber.

The moment the two swords collided, Chi Wang's saber began to shatter inch by inch, turning into powder——

All the monks stared wide-eyed, those who were still sitting suddenly stood up, and those who were standing behind couldn't help walking forward.

Who is Chi Wang?

He is the strongest one of Wan Jianzong, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of Suixu, and the other venerables present are in the early stage of Suixu. The harder it is to break through.

And the most powerful person in the world, apart from those Mahayana stage masters who have long seen their dragons and dragons, is the demon lord Suhua who is resident in Icefield City-Suhua is in the late stage of Suixu, after him, Only Chi Wang and several other venerables were ranked.

In any case, almost all of the few who can reach the level of sages are here.

Chi Wang was the strongest among them. His personal sword, the natal sword that had been carefully forged for thousands of years and was always invincible in his hands, was destroyed so easily.

The natal sword was destroyed, Chi Huan froze, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly covered it up.

Suppressing the blood welling up in his throat, Chi Wang, like other monks, stared at the long black sword in the air with scorching eyes.

After defeating Chi Huan's natal sword, the black long sword flew back to Lu Zhaochen's side and fell by his hand.

Lu Zhaochen didn't look at the sword, he knew that the sword would come out of the storage ring by itself and save him... that person must be manipulating it nearby.

Holding the long black sword, he straightened his body, his eyes darkened and eagerly swept around, looking around at the strange faces.

A humble monk was standing on the sidelines, watching him from a distance.

Lu Zhaochen stared at the monk closely, like some kind of strange instinct, inexplicably, he knew that the person under that disguise was Shi Yue.

"Meow Shiyue, is Lu Zhaochen looking at you?"

Mosuo touched the ring on his hand, Shi Yue chuckled softly: "Well, he found me."

Shi Yue didn't look at Lu Zhaochen again, but looked at Chi Wang who was sitting on the high platform.

After Pei Zheng blew himself up, the other monks hadn't reacted yet, but the elder of the Sword Sect was quite angry, and wanted to kill Lu Zhaochen with one strike.

At the beginning of the interrogation of Lu Zhaochen, the monks with the highest cultivation levels of all sects present were sitting still and imposing. If there was anything they wanted to say or do, they would directly order their disciples, and most of the time they closed their eyes and rested their minds, or teased Looking at the pet in his arms, his attitude is quite casual.

For these high-ranking monks all the year round, Lu Zhaochen's minor foundation building repair is not worth their trouble to look at... In this case, even if he wants to kill Lu Zhaochen, it is not worth Chi Wang, the elder of the Sword Sect, anyway. One of the strongest present to do it.

There are only two possibilities for Chi Huang to kill so quickly and without leaving any room—

First, Pei Zheng was very important to him, so Pei Zheng's self-destruction made him furious, and he did not hesitate to attack Lu Zhaochen.

Second, Chi Wang was using Pei Zheng's death as a play, pretending to be angry, but his real purpose was to kill Lu Zhaochen.

"That's the Excalibur!"

"The magical weapon is actually on this kid! It's really violent!"

"The Peerless Excalibur is extraordinary. Venerable Chi Huan's natal sword just met it face to face, that's all..."

"It took me more than ten years to wait, but this kid has only been practicing Taoism for one year, and he has crossed the threshold of foundation building. When the heavens descended, how many people sought after it, but it turned out that it was hidden in him. What kind of talent and luck is this..."

All the monks looked at the black long sword in Lu Zhaochen's hand, greed and longing almost overflowed in their eyes.

Pei Zheng is the head of the Law Enforcement Department of Wanjianzong, and his status is not low, but since the appearance of the Excalibur, all monks have been attracted by it instantly. I can't get up.

Shi Yue paid special attention to Chi Huang, who obviously forgot Pei Zheng immediately after seeing the Excalibur.

Pei Zheng would die because when he searched for consciousness, what he entered was not entirely Lu Zhaochen's sea of ​​consciousness, but also world consciousness.

From the beginning of his search for knowledge, his spiritual power has completely fallen, and his soul has naturally begun to be affected.

If you want to describe it, Pei Zheng is an "ordinary person" who is destined to drown, and in the sea of ​​consciousness of the world consciousness, those "memories" are as vast, deep and thick as the real sea. Lu had nowhere to turn for help, and he didn't want to endure the pain of suffocation all the time, so he had only one choice—quick suicide to end this torture.

Conceived as a crime, Lu Zhaochen has now become the focus of attention of all the monks, everyone wants to get the sword in his hand, for this they will spare no expense——

While staring at Lu Zhaochen, the monks glanced at the venerables sitting on the high platform with the corners of their eyes.

... Who knows what the venerables thought?If they are also determined to win the Excalibur, other monks will dare to snatch it unless they die.

But if they just watched the divine sword fall into the hands of these powerful venerables from the great sects, they would really not be reconciled...

Just as these monks thought, several venerables are indeed quite interested in Excalibur.

It is also because of this that they understand that their every move will be paid close attention to by the people around them, and there are hundreds of sects in the entire Zhuzhou Realm here. No matter how high their cultivation is, they cannot really act arbitrarily.

Silence spread, and the atmosphere in the venue was on the verge of breaking out. No one spoke first, and no one acted first. Everyone was thinking and calculating in their hearts, and secretly observing and guarding against others.

Seeing that the situation was tense, Di Xiu, as the master of Wanjian Sect, stood up and was about to say something——

But at this moment, he suddenly received a summons.

"Sect Master! There is a demon cultivator attacking the sect! The demon cultivator has broken into the mountain guard formation..."

"what?"

"Ugh! Sovereign, save me..."

Di Xiu realized that the situation was urgent. Not everyone could break into Wan Jianzong's mountain protection formation, and according to the messenger, he had already been attacked by intruders, which meant——

The intruder has probably passed through the formation and entered the Ten Thousand Sword Sect!

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"Everyone, long time no see, are you okay?" A voice rang out over Wanjianzong Square. The person who spoke was sitting cross-legged on a monster with wings on its back. He was wearing a blood-stained red dress and his long hair half-hidden his face. , showing a feminine and beautiful face, indistinguishable between male and female, with red magic lines on his forehead.

"It's the Demon Monarch Saint Demon!"

"What is he doing?"

"How did he get here!"

"It's just a demon baby, how dare you break into Wanjianzong alone?"

There are monks who are quite disdainful. There are more than a hundred sects present. Those old gods are still sitting on the high platform.

No matter what the holy demon is up to, coming here as a devil baby is simply seeking his own death.

Chi Wang looked at the holy demon, and couldn't help frowning slightly. He looked at Di Xiu: "...something is wrong, the holy demon has already been distracted by cultivation."

Di Xiu's face was sinking like water, and the Demon Monarch and Saint Demon were among the bottom of the 28 Demon Lords. A few years ago, his cultivation base was only in the middle stage of the Demon Infant. Looking at it now, he has surpassed distraction?

How could it be possible in just a few years!

Di Xiu couldn't help looking at Lu Zhaochen who was still standing in the field. Isn't it incredible that this person successfully built a foundation in a year?

In any case, even if the holy demon's cultivation level has been distracted, it is still a complete act of death for him to come to Wanjianzong alone.

Di Xiu suspected that there was deceit. If there were no other sects in the sect at this time, he would rather hang out with the holy demon for a while to test how he broke through the mountain guard formation and why he came.

But at this moment, Di Xiu, as the master of a sect, has thousands of pairs of eyes on him from so many sects around him. Since the demon cultivator came to provoke him, he naturally couldn't retreat a step, and had to show the power of the sect——

"Moxiu breaks into the Wanjian sect without pardon!"

Di Xiu paused every word, and when the words fell, the heads of the various ministries in the sect suddenly stood up.

Each of these heads is in charge of a department, and they are all the masters of a peak. There is also a long list of disciples under their names. Their status in the sect is not low. During the two periods of distraction, they both looked at the holy demon in mid-air with killing intent.

When I looked farther and farther, I saw that one of the heads was a bit familiar. It was the first head in Tsing Yi who brought his disciples to exterminate the monsters for experience when the wave of monsters invaded Yuntai City at the beginning. Xun fights, and after being poisoned by Su Xun, when he asks for help...

Now it seems that he should be fine.

Next to the first seat in Tsing Yi is Bi'e. According to the original plot line, she should be the person the protagonist admired, and also the Bai Yueguang who died young and made the protagonist unforgettable. There is almost no intersection between Chen and Chen, which is pitifully small...

Fortunately, although the protagonist Lu Zhaochen didn't like her, she didn't have to "die early".

I saw several leaders looked at each other, took out their swords, and attacked the holy demon together.

Shi Yue looked up at them with great interest.

Lu Zhaochen stared at Shi Yue's direction, even though Shi Yue changed the appearance of others, and did not give him any hints in the eyes or body responses, Lu Zhaochen could still confirm that it was him.

And taking advantage of the inextricable fight between the demon king and the first few, the other monks looked at Lu Zhaochen again, quite ready to move...

No matter how fierce the fight is, it has nothing to do with them. The only thing they care about at the moment is Lu Zhaochen who holds the peerless sword.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, some monks united and rushed towards Lu Zhaochen with a very clear purpose - to seize the sword.

However, for a minor repair in the foundation building stage, even if there was a Yuanying stage Zhenjun who blew himself up and died inexplicably when he was looking for him, they didn't take it very seriously, they almost didn't pay attention to Lu Zhaochen, and they only cared about the sword.

Among them, a female cultivator was the fastest. After approaching Lu Zhaochen, she threw a whip in his face.

Lu Zhaochen's pupils shrank slightly, and while preparing to dodge, he clenched his sword tightly and was about to raise his hand to fight back, but at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced in the direction of Shi Yue.

Seeing that Shi Yue was still looking up at the mid-air, quite focused.

Lu Zhaochen's eyes dimmed, his movements froze, and he stopped in place suddenly.

With a sound of "whoosh", the barbed tail of the whip was getting closer and closer to Lu Zhaochen's face. If it was done correctly, it might be able to hook a large piece of flesh off his face.

But Lu Zhaochen didn't dodge or dodge, he even raised his head slightly to face the female cultivator who attacked him.

Everything happened in just a few seconds——

When the female cultivator saw that Lu Zhaochen was clearly holding the divine sword, but he was so stupid that he didn't move and didn't resist, she felt a little bit of contempt and disgust in her heart, and her attacks became more vicious.

But just when the whip tail was about to hit Lu Zhaochen, the female cultivator was surprised to find that the young man smiled slightly. The smile seemed to contain a bit of anticipation and joy, but it also implied some kind of strange deep meaning, which made her feel weird and horror.

In the next second, the female cultivator only felt a dark light flashing in front of her eyes, and her whole body was slammed into the air.

The black long sword escaped from Lu Zhaochen's palm, and he blocked the boy in front of him, acting as a protector, and neatly dealt with the monks who tried to attack Lu Zhaochen.

"Meow Shiyue! Fortunately, I reminded you just now, otherwise the protagonist should be disfigured!"

Shi Yue frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong, but he didn't think deeply.

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