Zuo Wuzhou is a very human being, so let’s not mention it. For example, Gu Yiyi and Song Xihu are all fish that slipped through the net.

Zuo Wuzhou's heart was filled with lots of new information, and he was extremely confused. After thinking about it for a few times, he suddenly thought: "Does this mean that every soul has ninety-nine true souls?"

Heaven? There are realms above the Yuanhun Heaven, so are there ninety-nine Yuanhun Heavens?"

"Isn't this Soul Cultivation World like a pagoda? Going up and down one level after another?" Zuo Wuzhou's face turned pale and he took a deep breath for his bold speculation.

"Why is this soul cultivation world like the legendary hell, with layer after layer?"

Zuo Wuzhou's thoughts fluctuated, and his heart moved: "Yes, Jiu?"

Nine, this number can be seen everywhere. The three realms of spirit, law, and truth are divided into nine levels. Each level has ninety-nine heavens, and each soul heaven has ninety-nine areas.

Zuo Wuzhou noticed the number of nine for the first time, which can be seen everywhere: "Is there a higher realm above the Yuanhun Heaven? If not! Is the Soulless Heaven the tenth, the limit of the Soul Dao?"

I thought about it all the way, and before I knew it, I had arrived at the sect's main hall.

Nie Wen briefly explained, then took Zuo Wuzhou to some distant courtyards. Entering a gorgeous courtyard, he suddenly saw a majestic man with a look of calm and self-respect practicing Nie Wen.

The look on his face suddenly became timid, and he timidly walked over and said softly: "Dad, Zuo Wuzhou is here."

Nie Chaoye has a strong back and a strong back. He has been curious about Zuo Wuzhou for a long time. He really wants to see what the super genius who became Emperor Wu at the age of 28 looks like. He didn't even give his son a good look. Looking back

At one glance, he paused, secretly surprised.

But it's not that Zuo Wuzhou is too outstanding, but that after five years of hard work in farming, the edge has been worn away. At first glance, there is really nothing special about him.

Both Yaksha and Wu Xi were outside the courtyard. Zuo Wuzhou regarded himself as a junior and bowed. His eyes flickered back and forth between Nie Wen and Nie Chaoye, secretly surprised and amused. Nie Chaoye's evil aura had not gone away, it was very real, and he was partial to Nie Wen.

He is a white, fat and gentle species. It is hard to imagine that these two people are actually father and son.

Sensing that Zuo Wuzhou's aura was just a new breakthrough for the Martial Emperor, Nie Chaoye frowned. It had been five years, but Zuo Wuzhou's cultivation was still at the early stage of the Martial Emperor. That was too surprising.

Nie Chaoye moved slightly, and in the blink of an eye he suddenly appeared in front of Zuo Wuzhou. He lightly grabbed Zuo Wuzhou's hand and touched his pulse! At this moment, Nie Chaoye's actions suddenly aroused Zuo Wuzhou's hostility, and his eyes were filled with ink.

Dasheng. At this moment, Zuo Wuzhou's restrained evil spirit and bloody aura suddenly emerged. If it weren't for the huge difference in cultivation and being unable to resist, Zuo Wuzhou would have started fighting instinctively.

Nie Chaoye's expression changed, and he was vaguely hurt by the evil aura. He was secretly shocked: "How many people has this kid killed to have such a terrible evil aura!"

As soon as he checked the pulse gate, he knew Zuo Wuzhou's true cultivation level. Nie Chaoye's eyes moved, he said in surprise, his face showed joy, and he let go and smiled: "Very good, you are very good. You are practicing well. If you need anything, just ask him."

Go settle down."

Nie Wen was about to follow him timidly, but Nie Chaoye snorted coldly: "Nie Wen, stop here.

Pang Ji took great pains to properly place Zuo Wuzan.

Yasha and Wuxi were not disciples of the Changkong Sect, so they couldn't be together. However, Pang Ji summoned Nie Wen, who was all red and swollen, to show off his power, and was always allowed to live in the same courtyard as Zuo Wuzhou.

Nie Wen cried and howled, expressing his bitterness. He was beaten like a jerk by his father, as if he had opened a dye shop. In short, Zuo Wuzhou probably knew why Nie Wen was afraid of Nie Chaoye.

Pang Ji knew Zuo Wuzhou's temperament, so the place he settled for Zuo Wuzhou was a relatively lonely courtyard with a single family.

Don't look at the courtyard here as nothing. In fact, this place is quite heavily guarded. Even Wuzong sits here on weekdays to protect these talented disciples.

According to Pang Ji, if you are a talented martial artist, you will receive stricter treatment and protection.

With Zuo Wuzhou's treatment, he is also the number one disciple of the outer sect of the Changkong Sect. After all, the glory of the past is here. However, the gap between the outer sect and the inner sect still exists, and this is inevitable.

After completing the ceremony to enter the outer sect, you are considered a member of the Changkong Sect.

From being the number one in the Dharma Soul Heaven, he suddenly transformed into the weakest person in the True Soul Heaven.

It took Yasha a long time to recover from the difference from clouds to mud. However, his face has never been very good-looking. No matter how hard it is, even if he doesn't rely on Zuo Wuzhou's power, he will be the same in Fahunyao.

The peak Martial Emperor. In Zhenhunyao, he was worthless.

Yasha finally understood why there were many martial emperors who had no hope of becoming a martial emperor. They would rather become kings and hegemons in Fahun Yao than come here. Those who have no pursuit or goals are not what Yasha wants to do.

Once he got used to it, he immediately rejoined his practice.

What makes Yasha jealous is that Zuo Wuzhou adapted to it in a short time. In fact, from Zuo Wuzhou's point of view, it is nothing to fall from the clouds: "If you can fall, you can naturally climb up again.

It's not like I haven't tasted this kind of feeling before. Compared to the days when I was in Fengwei Sect, it doesn't matter now, I don't mind it at all.

"If there is a gap, I will catch up. I am committed to the soul path. No matter what is ahead, I have to cross the gap one by one." Zuo Wuzhou was calm, his heart was like a rock, and he never wavered: "If there is a gap, cultivate. There is no gap.

, we need to practice the same.”

Zuo Wuzhou felt a hint of coldness: "The target I want to catch up with is the arrival of the ancient king, and the rest are mediocre. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and I should walk my own path step by step."

Tan Nu and others stayed here for a while, and after gaining a certain understanding of Zhenhuntian, they were ready to have sex.

The three of them were able to break through quickly because of Zuo Wuzhou's contribution. The three of them each remembered this feeling.

The three of them were sent outside the mountain gate, reluctant to leave each other. Song Xihu sighed: "I didn't expect that the real soul is much more powerful than we thought. We come from the same place, so we should watch and help each other."

It is for this reason that Zuo Wuzhou said with a smile: "I envy the three of you for being able to make a career. But I still need to concentrate on my cultivation."

The three of them laughed: "With your talent, it will only take you a few years to become a martial artist. When the time comes, I will see you again in the world."

"Brother Zuo, farewell!" After the three of Tannu met, they flew away in the air with a smile. Song Xihu smiled and waved his hand: "Brother Zuo, don't worry, Wuyuanhui, I will definitely check it for you."

After watching the three of them go away, Zuo Wuzhou returned sadly.

The days in the Changkong Sect have begun. Although this place is destined to be just a springboard for Zuo Wuzhou, nothing can trap him, a tiger with ambitions of thousands of miles.

If you are dormant today, you will be able to surge and shine in the future.
Chapter completed!