The Tianji sect is not only mysterious but also extremely powerful. If not, Chu Cheng would not let Chu Yi Nian follow him. Even in Qingzhou, in this sin-blood cursed place, it is difficult for high-level monks to appear.
But he was still worried, so he merged the two bodies into one.
When the twenty-five sword lights fell on the Tianji Sect, Chu Cheng felt a very terrifying aura. Although this aura was very weak, it still gave him great oppression.
The one who can give Chu Cheng such a sense of oppression must at least be a respected person. And he must be a respected person with more than two rules.
Chu Cheng has never met a venerable person who condenses the three rules. It is said that a powerful saint who condenses the three rules is invincible to a saint. Even if he faces a saint, he has the power to protect himself. Facing such a strong person,
Don't be careless.
The Tianji Sect is located in the far north of Qingzhou Continent. There is no boundary between this far north and the north. There is a sea of fire. It was once a land of one hundred thousand volcanoes.
The extreme north is extremely hot. The temperature during the day reaches 300 degrees. Even at night, there are hundreds. No living thing can survive here.
But no one would have thought that such a poor place would house the most mysterious and powerful sect in Qingzhou.
A warm wind passed by from the south. You can clearly see the fireworks igniting as this wind blew.
The heat of the extreme north can even set the wind on fire.
After the wind, a figure suddenly appeared among the fireworks.
The sparks were roaring, but they could not contaminate the person's clothes.
This man was wearing cloth clothes, with his long hair hanging casually behind him. His bearded face looked slightly weathered, but his eyes were ethereal and deep, as if they contained all things.
This man is Chu Cheng.
His speed was not as fast as Jianmang's. It also took two days to reach the far north.
Chu Cheng looked down at the red land from high in the sky, shook his head and said softly: "I'm afraid there are not many such extremely evil places in the world."
There is no grass here, and there is no life at all. Even monsters cannot live here.
Chu Cheng just glanced at it and stepped out again.
In just ten steps, Chu Cheng came to a majestic mountain. Most of the top of this mountain was filled with potholes.
In this pit, the magma is rolling, bright red and hot. This is a volcano, and the magma below is undulating. The sand and stones fall into the magma and instantly turn into water.
Even the golden elixir monks dare not set foot in the heat of magma. The body will melt if it is contaminated.
As soon as Chu Cheng arrived here, he jumped directly into the rolling magma. His body was instantly engulfed by the scorching fire.
Although this magma is terrifying, it still cannot cause harm to Chu Cheng.
Three breaths later, Chu Cheng was in a secret passage. The secret passage was submerged in flames and the edge could not be seen.
Chu Cheng raised his head and glanced ahead, then walked forward. As he walked by, the fireworks retreated in all directions, revealing a road.
This road was very long, connecting the entire mountain range. It was not until four hours later that Chu Cheng passed through this passage and reached the end.
At the end, there is a cliff. The hot wind blows down, making it difficult to open your eyes. Chu Cheng squinted his eyes and looked down.
Below, there are layers of stone layers, leading up to the majestic ancient palace, with jade carved railings everywhere. In front of this palace, nine huge stone pillars rise from the ground.
This ancient palace is very majestic and gorgeous, and the various carvings in the palace are exquisite and gorgeous. In front of this palace, there is a stone tablet that reaches the sky. On it is engraved the word majestic and majestic - Tianji.
However, Chu Cheng's eyes were not on this giant monument, but on the nine giant pillars.
In those nine roots
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On the giant pillar, chaos emerged. Nine virtual realms enveloped the entire ancient palace.
"The Holy Void Powerful One!" Chu Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he had long guessed that Tianji Sect had a powerful person, he did not expect that there would be nine Holy Void Powerful Ones. He also did not expect that he would be noticed so quickly.
The next moment, the nine strong men flashed and instantly landed in front of Chu Cheng. They all struck down with one palm. With this palm, the virtual world shrank and came to the palm.
One palm is a world.
"not enough!"
The strong wind blew, causing Chu Cheng's hair to fall away. But his face remained very calm. Facing these nine palms, he also responded with one palm.
The roar started, and the clear light shone brightly. Nine muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time, and then in the light, nine figures flew out upside down.
The nine figures retreated a hundred steps in the air, and finally returned to the nine stone pillars. They said in unison: "Please."
Chu Cheng didn't reply. He reached the ground in a flash and continued walking forward.
Those nine Saint Void warriors showed no murderous intentions from the beginning. If not, Chu Cheng would have used killing moves against the enemy from the beginning. Even if he couldn't kill everyone, he would still have to leave a few behind.
The nine powerful Saint Void men sat cross-legged in the stone pillars. Instead of taking action, they closed their eyes and paid no attention to what was going on in the four directions.
Chu Cheng moved forward step by step. In that ancient palace, Chu Cheng felt two powerful auras. Of these two, one even came close to the saint.
There is news about Qingxia here, but even though this is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den with many strong men, Chu Cheng still wants to break through.
When Chu Cheng walked past the huge monument, the air in all directions suddenly solidified, like a land of stagnant water, with no air flow anymore.
A voice suddenly sounded, and there was no sound between heaven and earth. This voice came from the heart.
"Destiny is created by oneself, appearance is born from the heart, everything in the world is transformed into appearance, when the heart moves, everything moves, when the heart changes, everything changes."
Suddenly, another voice sounded from the bottom of Chu Cheng's heart.
This is the sound of the wind and the sound of the sword.
As soon as the sound came out, Chu Cheng stepped back heavily, each step leaving deep footprints on the ground, and he didn't stop until he took thirteen steps back.
Chu Cheng's pupils shrank slightly, and a touch of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
In this silence, he was actually hurt by someone. He didn't even see the other person's figure.
The breeze passed by and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Chu Cheng.
This is a middle-aged man, dressed in Tsing Yi. He stands there, ethereal and misty, standing in the world like a sword that reaches the clouds.
"Your Majesty!" Chu Cheng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a flash of his body, he punched the middle-aged man.
Seventy-five rays of golden light piled up one after another, falling like a waterfall. In the other hand, the sword intention was stirred up, and thousands of swords were evolved, causing the world to instantly fall into the sword domain. Thunder was scattered in the domain, and sea of fire surged,
Water and sky become one color.
"Four true meanings!" The middle-aged man instantly entered the realm and felt the four true meanings. His eyes narrowed slightly. But he soon regained his composure, laughed softly, and spoke softly.
"My sword is the sword of the heart. The movement of the heart is the movement of the sword. The movement of the body is also the movement of the sword. Even if there are endless ways in your heart, so what? My sword can break through the body of all laws."
The words fell, the sword domain trembled, and the meaning of the four colors collapsed instantly. The world returned to clarity.
This is the Heart Sword. Bai Pao'er is also the Heart Sword. Chu Cheng naturally knows about the Heart Sword.
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Awesome. But I still didn't expect this heart sword to be so terrifying.
The sword pierced the heart and blood overflowed again.
Chu Cheng groaned, and his figure instantly merged into the wind and into the void. But it was still not as fast as the sword.
One sword, two swords, three swords, ten thousand swords. The swords pierce through the heart.
The groan started again, and Chu Cheng's figure was almost forced to appear, but he still gritted his teeth, swallowed the blood in his throat, blended into the wind, and came behind the middle-aged man in an instant, pointed out, and the world of mortals appeared.
The middle-aged man cannot retreat.
This finger hit the middle-aged man in the back and penetrated his chest.
There is no way to defend against the sword of the heart. The battle between the two is nothing more than a hard-fought battle. It depends on who retreats first and loses.
The middle-aged man stood up with a muffled voice, spurted out a mouthful of blood, stepped back a hundred steps, and struggled to stop. When Chu Cheng pursued him, he jumped to the top of the stone tablet and spoke lightly.
"Haha, I am not your opponent, you can move on."
Afterwards, the middle-aged man closed his eyes like the nine powerful Saint Void men and stopped taking action.
Chu Cheng took a deep breath and continued to walk forward. He knew that there was a stronger man in front of him.
There was air flow in all directions again, and a figure appeared in front of him again.
This figure exudes a strong holy breath. This is a saint. But there is corruption in this breath.
This is a saint whose oil has run out.
"Beat me and you can move on."
Chu Cheng no longer nodded. At this moment, the two bodies merged into one, and a powerful aura burst out. Five rules and dual colors emerged.
At this moment, a majestic holy breath surged up, even stronger than that of the saint. At the moment when this holy breath appeared, the nine holy saints and the venerable saint all opened their eyes, and in their eyes
With confusion and deep doubts.
"Ten rules?"
"It is indeed the ten rules." The saint nodded.
For the most part, even he has never seen anyone possess ten rules.
The saint thought for a while and said sideways: "I am not your opponent, please pass!"
Chu Cheng nodded and took a step towards Fang Fang.
With this step, the heaven and earth surged. A drizzle poured down, making Chu Cheng's whole body feel cold.
As he walked in the desolate drizzle, a feeling of loneliness suddenly emerged in his heart.
Loneliness is the coldness of the fingertips and the pain in the heart. A sadness passes through the skin and reaches the depths of Chu Cheng's soul.
Deep in his heart, a song of eternal sadness resounded. The death of relatives and the passing of his lover reappeared in his eyes one scene after another.
Chu Cheng looked up at the fiery red sky above. He didn't know if it was rain or tears that blurred his eyes. His heart was entangled with sadness. The hatred that disappeared surged up again.
At this moment, a sigh of vicissitudes of life sounded slowly from the depths of the ancient palace. Accompanying this old voice was the majestic sound of the avenue bell.
"All living beings suffer eight kinds of suffering."
"Birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, long-lasting resentment, failure to seek, and failure to let go."
"There are eight sufferings in life. They are suffering, you are suffering, and all living beings are suffering. Since you have suffering in your heart, I will remove the suffering in your heart for you. Let you be a person without suffering in this life."