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Zhuang Qiu held this ignorant little bird in his hands, and the little guy who had just been arrogant just now froze, it was as obedient as a chicken and remained motionless.

"I met you today, so it's fate, but your strength is low, and every step by my side is in danger of death, so let's just say goodbye."

Zhuang Qiu put the little bird on the ground, bowed his head slightly to bid farewell, and then turned around to look for the way back to Qingyuan Mountains.

As soon as he took two steps, he felt something was wrong. Turning his head, he saw this little yellow bird, with its feathers folded, its paws lightly fell to the ground, and it secretly followed behind him.

Zhuang Qiu turned around and repeated again: "The place I'm going to is not suitable for you. There are many monsters there, and a weak little monster like you can't survive."

The little yellow bird simply pretended not to hear anything, and turned away from looking at Zhuang Qiu.

Its behavior of deceiving its ears and stealing its bell made Zhuang Qiu laugh a little.

Zhuang Qiu turned around and planned to continue walking. After a while, he turned his head, and the little yellow bird was still following him.

Zhuang Qiu sighed.

That's it.

Just follow along.

Zhuang Qiu didn't care about the little yellow bird, his mind was on finding the way.

After entering the stage of transforming gods, the exploration scope of his spiritual consciousness expanded from the original radius of ten miles to a hundred miles. Now when his spiritual consciousness sweeps over, he can see where there are people in a radius of hundreds of miles.

This seems to be a mortal village, Zhuang Qiu asked, but the child at the door didn't know where it was, and the eyes of the old woman beside her were cloudy, but when she saw Zhuang Qiu, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Immortal, is it an immortal?"

Zhuang Qiu shook his head and replied, "I'm just an ordinary monk."

"Where is this place? Have you ever heard of the Qingyuan Mountains?"

"This place is called Yongle Town. Going south from Yongle Town, you can see Xianyang County. Maybe someone there has heard of Qingyuan Mountain Range."

Zhuang Qiu thanked him, and turned his head to look at the little yellow bird who was pretending to be blind.

Perhaps the bird did have a destiny with him.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Qiu turned around and picked up the little yellow bird, which pretended not to be seen, and put it on his shoulder.

"Jiujiu—" the little yellow bird excitedly kissed Zhuang Qiu's face twice.

Zhuang Qiu rubbed the soft feathers of the little yellow bird, the goose yellow feathers were extremely soft to the touch, especially the belly, the white belly was covered with a layer of short fluff, it felt great to the touch.

Zhuang Qiu thought to himself, it would be good to treat the boredom on the road as an object.

Bringing the little yellow bird, Zhuang Qiu started to speed up. He hadn't experienced the speed of controlling a sword in the stage of transformation of gods. In this place where mortals gathered, Zhuang Qiu flew over with a bang and turned into a ghost in the sky. A phantom.

Xianyang County is a big city, and the population of mortals should be one million. Zhuang Qiu asked about Qingyuan Mountain Range in Xianyang County, but no one here knew where Qingyuan Mountain Range was.

Zhuang Qiu also met a few little guys in the Qi training realm, all of them were casual cultivators, and they found out by themselves, but the spiritual roots are very complicated, even if they waste resources, they can't be cultivated, this may be because the sect doesn't want to accept them reason.

Zhuang Qiu originally didn't want to disturb the sect here, but now that no one knows about the Qingyuan Mountain Range, he had no choice but to disturb.

The mortal emperor in the county told him that every year, a fairy envoy would come to the city to select children of the right age and send them to the sect to practice.

There is only one month left before the last selection, so Zhuang Qiu can wait first.

Zhuang Qiu thought about going back to the Qingyuan Mountains now, maybe he didn't know how to face Xiao Yi, so he might as well stabilize his cultivation, sort out his state of mind, and then think about what kind of attitude he should use to face Xiao Yi.

At the stage of transformation, the original Nascent Soul has become a villain like Zhuang Qiu. As long as Zhuang Qiu manipulates it, it can make the same movements as Zhuang Qiu, and even fly out of the body.

This is one of the benefits of the stage of transforming into a god. The cultivation method of the soul out of the body can better perceive the world, but it is also particularly easy to be attacked by others. When the body is destroyed by someone, then this person Only the soul is left. Although it will not die, it is not considered alive, and it cannot survive the thunder.

When the enemy is chasing and killing you, you can choose to discard your body and use your soul to escape. The speed of the soul's escape is much faster than that of the body.

There is no time in practice, and a month passes quickly.

Zhuang Qiu also stabilized his realm.

The fairy envoy from Xianyang County finally arrived. This is just a guy in the foundation building period, and his aura is also floating on the surface. It seems that he has not been steady and steady, and he has been perfunctory when he is practicing.

Zhuang Qiu said to the fairy messenger, "Come here, I'm in the back garden of the palace."

The fairy envoy's heart skipped a beat, and he was able to transmit the sound directly. Could it be that he met the Nascent Soul's casual cultivator?

The fairy envoy was a little apprehensive, after all, he was a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, and in the Zongmen, the Nascent Soul Stage was half an elder.

When they came to the back garden, the fairy envoy saw the elder in the Nascent Soul stage.

It's also a little too young.

Not to mention the face, even the bone age, it will definitely not exceed a hundred years old.

The fairy envoy thought to himself, how could this be a casual cultivator, probably someone who was secretly cultivated by some powerful force, who had just entered the world.

"What is the order of the seniors?"

"How far is it from Qingyuan Mountains?"

"Qingyuan Mountain Range?" The emissary was a little confused, where is Qingyuan Mountain Range.

He is just a small character, he is not very clear about the things in the fairy sect, what he wants is to recruit a few more disciples, and the sect will give him more things.

Zhuang Qiu frowned, this place should be far away from Qingyuan Mountain Range, it cannot be in Huzhou, if it is in Huzhou, it is impossible for this emissary not to know about Qingyuan Mountain Range.

Zhuang Qiu said again: "Take me back to your sect."

"The elders under the door explained that non-members of this faction are not allowed to enter."

"That's simple, it's fine if I become a disciple of your sect."

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm taking the liberty to ask senior about his cultivation."

Zhuang Qiu hesitated for a moment, and said that his cultivation base was lowered by a level.

"Yuan Ying."

The fairy envoy breathed a sigh of relief, he was indeed a senior in the Nascent Soul Stage, if it was in the Transformation Stage, then the small temple of their sect would not be able to accommodate this big Buddha.

"What state is this?"

"Back to seniors, this is Beimuzhou."

"The territory of Haoqi Alliance?"

"Exactly, our sect is a third-rate sect in the Haoqi League."

"Tell me about the sects of the Haoqi League."

"The Haoqi League is formed by the union of 78 sects. There are three first-rate sects, twelve second-rate sects, and 63 third-rate sects."

"We hold martial arts competitions every year. If the disciples of our sect achieve good results in the competition, they may be promoted from the third-rate sect to the second-rate sect. The three first-rate sects are Jin Chan Temple, Butterfly Bone Sect and Xiaoyaomen, the three sects change their leaders every three years, and now Xiaoyaomen is in charge of Haoqi League."

Zhuang Qiu recalled the clothes of the disciples of Haoqi League before, it seems that they should be the people of Xiaoyaomen.

"How is the strength of the third-rate sect?"

"Take our sect as an example. Our sect has two god-transformation phases, the sect head and the elder Taishang. There are also several Nascent Soul phases under our sect. If the seniors don't dislike them, the juniors can recommend them to the seniors."

"Just do as you say."

This small sect has a very interesting name called Gumengpai. The main cultivation method of this sect is a remnant called Gumengfa.

All in all, Gumengpai is pitifully small, he only governs a county in Xianyang, and he is considered a pitiful existence among third-rate forces.

He was brought to the front of the sect by this immortal envoy, but before he entered, a voice appeared out of nowhere.

"Your Excellency, come to my Ancient Dream Sect, what's your business?"

Zhuang Qiu can't say that I'm here to see if you have a teleportation array or a map.

So Zhuang Qiu said: "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, I don't have any other intentions, I just pass by here and want to ask for a glass of wine."

The head of the Ancient Dream Sect and the elder Taishang got together to discuss, and the two old men who were half buried in the ground expressed their opinions one after another.

"Do you believe he just came for a cup of tea?"

"Definitely not, but we are a small sect, is there anything that can make someone like him fall in love with him? Judging by his bone age, he is only in his twenties and thirties today. It is absolutely impossible for him to reach the stage of transformation at this age." It’s not something we can offend, maybe it’s a genius cultivated by a first-class sect.”

"Let's invite him in first. If he really wants to covet something from our Ancient Dream Sect, or covet our skills, we have nothing to do. He will definitely have the support of the Fusion Period behind him."

The master sighed and said, "Oh, what a bad luck."

After waiting for a while, Zhuang Qiu was invited in.

Not only is this crude sect small, but even the guardian formation is pitifully weak.

Zhuang Qiu is usually used to the Taixuan Sword Sect's big mountain guard formation, which is connected by 72 peaks. The huge defense formation is almost impossible to break if it is attacked from the outside.

Zhuang Qiu didn't know formations, but Gu Mengpai's small formations, he was confident that he could split them with three swords.

An old man with white hair greeted him.

"Fellow Daoist, don't blame me, I wasted some time."

"It's okay, I was the one who bothered you."

After chatting with Zhuang Qiu for a few words, the head of Gu Meng found that Zhuang Qiu was still sincere, and he didn't seem arrogant and domineering, trying to steal his things.

"Look at Brother Zhuang's aura. It's thick and steady. Could it be that he's already reached the Fifth Realm of Transformation God?"

Zhuang Qiu thought to himself, he has just broken through the Five Realms of Transforming Gods.

But he couldn't show his timidity in front of others, he just smiled without saying a word without nodding or shaking his head.

This made the head of Gu Meng feel that he was an incomprehensible man.

After chatting for a while, Zhuang Qiu got to the point: "I want to go to Huzhou, but I wonder if you two can do anything."

"Huzhou..." The head frowned, "What are you doing there, you can't go there now."

"Why can't I go?" Zhuang Qiu was a little puzzled.

"You have just come out of retreat, haven't you heard that the first Taixuan Sword Sect in Huzhou was forced into the palace by seven factions, and now Huzhou is in chaos, and this second-rate force is ready to move, waiting to share a piece of the Taixuan Sword Sect .”