[Cultivation] Asking for a sword

A year is indeed not long, and a retreat is over, and Gu Cheng has only stabilized his cultivation to the peak of the early foundation establishment.

Lun Dao Mountain is not too far away from Zhengyang Sect. The closest ones are Wan Yao Valley and Tianxing Palace, while the farthest ones are Taixuan Sect and Demon Refining Sect.

As far as Gu Cheng knew, among the monks invited by the Zhengyang Sect this time, all of them arrived, except for one Daoist Yuan Ying who didn't go because he was in seclusion.

Two Yuanying Taoist Lords, Qingyuan Taoist Lord and Xuanyue Taoist Lord, six alchemy masters, Chu Han, Sun Hanyuan, Zhou Bin, Qu Rong, and two female cultivators who are also in the alchemy stage, Su Xin, Ming Ruo.

Finally, there are twelve inner disciples like Gu Cheng.

What Gu Cheng was a little puzzled about was his senior uncle's senior, Tiankun Daojun had a total of six disciples, Zhou Bin was ranked second, but the other party obviously didn't like him very much, but the other party's senior sister Su Lin was really doting on him, Gu Cheng probably knew it , so I tried not to get close to this uncle.

He just ran in front of Chu Han diligently. The uncle looked cold and cold, but he was not a moody person who vented his anger at will. After getting along for a long time, you will find that his mind is actually easy to guess, because he never bothers to hide it.

Although sometimes too straightforward.

Gu Cheng obediently followed Chu Han, and the group came directly to the foot of Lunjian Mountain.

They didn't come early, about half of the sects had already arrived, but as the top sect of Taoism, Zhengyang Sect naturally couldn't have some privileges.

Especially as an invited party, seats are indispensable.

The World Symposium will officially start tomorrow, and most of these high-ranking monks who came early are calling for friends and chatting.

Chu Han's surroundings were as clean as ever without any accidents. In other words, strangers were not allowed to enter the ten feet around him. Except for Gu Cheng, the other Zhengyangzong monks had their own circles. After a while, there were no one left.

"Uncle Master."

Chu Han turned his head to look at him.

Gu Cheng plucked up his courage: "Master, which one did you choose?"

This kind of academic meeting is not just to see who is stronger, so when Chu Han was invited, Gu Cheng felt a little strange.

"Array."

"Uncle, you have a lot of research on formations?"

Chu Han simply shook his head: "I can only do sword formation."

Gu Cheng remembered that he had buried dozens of Golden Cores and Nascent Soul formations in Wan Yao Valley, and suddenly felt no surprise.

He turned his head and soon saw an acquaintance, not to mention Wang Guangkun, even if he hadn't received the invitation letter, he would probably have come to join in the fun. As for Ming Wuxin who was constantly selling beside him, Gu Cheng felt that he should ignore it.

Looking to the side, he actually saw Shen Nanye, who was still dressed in flamboyant clothes, walking towards this side with melancholy eyes, and stopped at a distance of ten meters.

Gu Cheng didn't know if this was a safe distance to face Chu Han, but it was rare to feel that the other party knew each other once. Even though Shen Nanye's reason for liking was a bit weird, Gu Cheng still didn't want his uncle to be coveted by others.

"Friend Chu." Shen Nanye's face was calm, and he took a deep look at Chu Han: "Be careful!"

Before Gu Cheng understood what he meant, he saw the other party striding away.

What does it mean?

Ming Wuxin also followed at this time, glanced at the direction Shen Nanye was going away, and asked Gu Cheng, "What did he say to your uncle?"

"Warning, I don't understand either." Gu Cheng spread his hands.

Wang Guangkun rubbed his chin: "Could someone want to make trouble here?"

"There are many restrictions engraved on Lunjian Mountain. Even if the Venerable Huashen comes, he will at most display his cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage, and the possibility of causing trouble is unlikely."

Chu Han said nothing.

Gu Cheng looked at the dozens of Nascent Soul Dao Lords here, and felt that it was impossible.

"Hey, there seems to be a stage over there, is someone already fighting?" Ming Wuxin asked.

Wang Guangkun nodded: "It looks like it's a alchemy competition. The players are both Su Bai, a well-known alchemy master in recent years, and the veteran monk Dan Qiusheng."

Gu Cheng was also a little curious. Dan Dao said that he had learned a lot from Gu Xi in recent years, so he was naturally interested in taking this opportunity to learn about it.

Chu Han was irrelevant, anyway, he never saw anything he was interested in from the beginning to the end.

The two monks on the stage stayed in the temporary alchemy room, and there was no movement all the time. Alchemy is a time-consuming and labor-intensive thing. Seeing that the result has not come out, they turned around first and looked elsewhere.

There were quite a few people. Gu Cheng found it interesting and couldn't help but dragged Chu Han into the crowd.

The Lord of Sword Peak thought for a while, and a flash of spiritual light flashed all over his body, and he successfully pushed back the monk who was squeezed beside him.

Gu Cheng saw that this was not a solution, so he endured his curiosity and went to a relatively open place with Chu Han.

"Since you like it, why don't you go and see more, what are you doing here?"

"Too many people." Gu Cheng shrugged, but he didn't say the most important reason, because you don't like it.

Chu Han nodded: "That's right, the level of these things is average, after all, the conference hasn't fully started yet."

Gu Cheng raised his head and looked around. It was indeed quite secluded here, and there were only him and Chu Han, so he felt that the rather ordinary scenery around him was much more beautiful.

"Uncle Master..."

Chu Han stretched out his index finger to tie the corner of his lips, and he said with his spiritual sense: "There is something behind you."

Gu Cheng's back stiffened, but he soon calmed down, Chu Han was still here.

Lu Xue's sword pierced a thin snake no longer than an arm.

"It turned out to be a half-moon green." Gu Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, but he was very strange in his heart, how could such a thing appear here.

Banyueqing is a kind of snake. Its body is slender and slightly curved, just like a half-moon. Its body color is bluish, so it is named. Even the aura of body protection of the basic cultivators could not break through, so Gu Cheng didn't pay much attention to it.

But Chu Han's behavior was very strange. He split the snake with his sword, and then took out a pale white crystal from the snake's gallbladder.

"Hey, what is this?"

Chu Han directly crushed the spar: "The art of ghosts and monsters."

"kindness?"

"It seems that someone really couldn't help but shoot this time."

Gu Cheng didn't quite understand what he heard, but before and after contacting him, he vaguely knew that this trip would not be easy, and that the storm was about to come.

Chu Han took out Hanshuang again.

Gu Cheng took it and asked him, "Is the day still paid?"

"Storage." Chu Han said concisely.

Gu Cheng nodded, pressed the hilt of Hanshuang's sword, and unsurprisingly felt a word "Han" at the end. He looked at the snow on Chu Han's waist, wondering when he would also engrave the word "City" on it.

When the two walked back, they saw Sun Hanyuan looking for him in a hurry.

"Junior brother, come with me quickly."

"how?"

Sun Hanyuan explained as he walked: "Aren't there people who were competing for alchemy before, but after a long time, someone went in to check and found that both of them were dead, and the golden alchemy was completely shattered."

Gu Cheng was startled, he could kill two alchemy cultivators silently in front of a large crowd, how terrifying the murderer must be.

"Now all Taoist sects are paying attention to this matter, let alone other places, but it is in the heavily restricted Lunjian Mountain. It is really embarrassing." Sun Hanyuan shook his head.

After Gu Cheng and Chu Han arrived, the faces of several top sects were indeed blue. The World Discussion Conference was originally organized by these sects, and this year it happened to be the turn of Moxiu.

"Who is it?"

"There is no wound, and there is no mana fluctuation, but the golden core is broken for no reason. Is there any master who cultivates the divine way to check." Lu Yuan of the Demon Sect said.

Daoist Qingyuan squatted down, stretched out his finger and pressed on the center of Dan Qiusheng's brow: "The spiritual consciousness has been completely wiped out, and the person who shot it was extremely vicious."

Daoist Xingchen of Tianxing Palace shook his head: "There are only a few monks with high cultivation in the entire Southern Desolate Continent, but this is the first time I have seen this method."

The voices of discussion and speculation kept coming and going, but Gu Cheng felt that there was a difference in Chu Han's eyes.

"Stay here, Senior Brother Sun, be careful, don't be alone."

"Brother, you..."

Before Sun Hanyuan could react, Chu Han had already gone far away. Gu Cheng knew that he could not catch up, nor could he stop him, so he could only feel a little helpless.

"Could it be that Junior Brother already knows who the murderer is?" Sun Hanyuan's voice was so low that only he could hear it. After thinking about it, he asked Gu Cheng not to talk too much.

Chu Han stood on the cliff with a cold expression, the wind was cold, and his sleeves were full of air.

"Buried sword finger, ten kills in the starry sky, lifeless swordsmanship."

Xia Shuangbai stood beside him: "Sanjue of Jianzong, haven't you already learned it?"

Chu Han turned his head to look at him: "You guys did it?"

Xia Shuangbai didn't answer.

"The Demon Refining Sect or the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters?"

Xia Shuang frowned: "What do you mean?"

Chu Han ignored him, and said to himself: "The strongest people in the Demon Refining Sect are only in the late Yuanying period, and they are focusing on stability now, so they should not meet your requirements. Although Wan Yao Valley is a foreign race, but the master of the valley The Heavenly Demon Emperor is a venerable in the stage of transforming gods, no worse than Xuan Wuji, the former master of the Sword Sect."

Xia Shuangbai sneered, and took up his words: "What's more, they killed Daoist Tiankun and indirectly helped us avenge our past."

"It seems that what I expected is not bad." Chu Han said lightly.

Xia Shuangbai raised her neck slightly; "Now that things have come to an end, I'll just say it straight, this time the World Discussion Conference is our nomination certificate."

"Shifang Sword Formation, is this your reliance?"

Xia Shuangbai slowly pulled out the sword, and pointed it at Chu Han: "This is Nanhuang, as long as you die, who will know the weakness of the sword formation."

Chu Han shook his head and said no more.

Xia Shuangbai's sword sharpened straight up, but Chu Han stopped him, and the two began to fight directly, and at the same time they were getting farther and farther away from Lun Dao Mountain.

Chu Han voice transmission: "What's going on?"

"Leaving Lun Dao Mountain, the farther the better, I just found out, if I don't leave, it will be too late."

"What about you?"

Xia Shuangbai gave a wry smile: "Jianzong came to the Southern Desolate Continent two years ago, and Wan Yao Valley invited us to join. After you refused a year ago, the two junior sisters have already brought most of their disciples to Wan Yao Valley. Gu, my chief has already existed in name only."

"Three days ago, Junior Sister Li Yue came to look for me again, and brought ten Nascent Soul Dao Lords with me. In desperation, I had no choice but to bring the remaining disciples into the Valley of the Demons."

Chu Han said in a deep voice, "How is the situation now?"

"The whole Lun Dao Mountain has their shadows. I came to look for you. I'm afraid it has aroused suspicion. The restrictions on Lun Dao Mountain have been secretly modified. If you don't leave, it will be too late!"

Chu Han lowered his eyes: "I know."

Looking at his calm look, Xia Shuangbai wanted to touch his forehead: "If you would have listened to my advice, you wouldn't have left back then. Forget it, I can't control you."

Chu Han glanced at him: "What are your plans for the future?"

Xia Shuangbai smiled wryly: "The world is so big, where can I not go, and the world is so big, where can I be accommodated?"

Chu Han pressed his shoulder and said, "Treasure."

A gleam of coldness suddenly appeared in Xia Shuangbai's eyes that suddenly drooped.