The dark gold amber eyes are like magnificent opal.
So dazzling against the long dark golden hair.
If Meng Zhi once looked just handsome, now his face has gradually changed, turning into resolute and handsome.
With the high cultivator, he can overlook the vastness of the world and the divinity that belongs only to the great cultivator.
That kind of ethereal and indescribable sharpness, if secular people saw it, they would probably worship it and regard it as an immortal from heaven.
Meng Zhi took off his blue-black cloak and tightened his robe.
The robe is woven with royal blood gold thread, lined with obsidian leather and edged with gold patterns, making it elegant and luxurious.
The most important thing is the formation talisman engraved on the robe, which is like a constellation of stars, forming a complete cycle.
This kind of robe can protect him from the power of two or three thunderbolts in the God Transformation Tribulation. It is a well-fitting robe specially customized by the people of Guxian Tower.
Thirty years ago, he would never have dared to imagine that one day he would wear such a robe and be able to wear the jade pendant around his waist.
He can even control the best Taoist soldiers.
Mengzhi opened his palm, and a small three-foot flag appeared in his hand.
When he held the soul flag, the black gold main rod turned into a hilt.
Holding the handle of the knife in the air, the black gold soul flag slowly condensed into the blade. The evil skeleton at the top roared and turned into the tip of the knife at the front, and the blue-black flag cloth melted into it.
Look up.
The purple air comes three thousand miles from the east.
The wind and clouds were like infinite currents that rolled into the sea and converged towards the center, while the sky seemed more like a huge hole, like a sea bowl buckling down.
For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was flowing out from there or converging into it.
Between heaven and earth, there was a kind of 'terror' that locked onto the monk who got up.
"This scene..."
Tu Shanjun recalled that when he was overcoming the tribulation, he was still in Tianji City.
Tianji City is very different from the ancient city.
After hearing Tu Shanjun's words, Meng Zhi said with a smile: "Mr. Hu, you don't need to go through the tribulation, right?"
He continued as if he was feeling something: "You are always born to be holy and don't understand the struggles of low-level cultivators like us."
Feeling the lock from heaven and earth, no matter how confident Meng Zhi was, he couldn't help but feel uneasy and nervous in his heart.
It's like blood boiling under such stimulation, and emotions flow out of the heart. It is something that can affect the body. It cannot be seen or touched. Only you can understand it.
Just watch the thoughts turn, and the yin and yang millstone will crush everything.
Tu Shanjun made no excuse.
Instead, it defaults to it.
He is not born divine, nor is he the king of the underworld.
To get here, every step has been down-to-earth.
Although he often angrily denounced the half-finished image panel as a useless thing, in fact, he always felt that it was this thing that preserved his sanity and allowed the Soul Banner to possess such powerful magical powers that could absorb evil spirits and advance.
But, he couldn't tell anyone.
This is true even if the Soul Banner can use evil energy to advance.
It doesn't matter whether Meng Zhi knows it or not.
If he knew about such a huge thing, it would affect his originally strong Taoist heart.
In addition, if you don't have enough strength, the more shocking news you learn, the more you will be backlashed by the news.
The former Tushanjun didn’t understand it very well either.
Later he realized that it was not good to know too much when you were too young. Sometimes ignorance can make you fearless. In the world of spiritual practice, not knowing is more reassuring than knowing.
Meng Zhi didn't know what his master was thinking. All his thoughts were now focused on the unformed thunder disaster in the sky.
…
"found it?"
"found it!"
"Walk!"
Yu Haofeng stood up and was about to leave the hall.
He didn't expect Meng Zhi to be able to play such a skill, and to rely on the formation and secret passage to safely leave the territory of the Yujin Gang.
The method of that formation is really exquisite. It doesn't seem to be of high grade, but it is very deceptive, and ordinary monks can't see it at all.
This also shows that the opportunity Meng Zhi got was extraordinary.
Secondly, Mengzhi was not as dumb as he thought.
He seems to be sharp in his actions, but he is actually a smart man who knows how to hide. Meng Zhi must know that he cannot escape the pursuit of Guxian Tower, but he has already bought himself three months.
This time is not for him to survive the catastrophe, but to safely arrive at a place no one knows about and start the thunder tribulation.
Forget about harassment.
When his thunder tribulation is over, the ocean is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly. If he can't survive it, then it doesn't matter whether he can hide his secrets or not.
"Does Chen Jinding know?"
"should know."
"Um?"
"The hidden stake said that Chen Jinding soon discovered that Meng Zhi was missing. However, due to your pressure, he did not search in a big way. I am afraid that the location has been locked now."
Zhu Qianshou cupped his hands and said.
His eyes twinkled when he spoke.
He and Meng Zhi were close friends, but he didn't expect that this kid was still on guard against him.
I clearly promised to inform him of the Dharma Protector when I was about to go through the tribulation, but I didn't want this kid to run away on his own.
When they got the news.
This guy has made all the preparations in Tuoyue Canyon.
Zhu Qianshou couldn't help but praise: "What a good boy, he can leave calmly even though he has me to rely on. This courage and judgment are enough to show that he is a person who has achieved great things. What's more rare is his meticulous thinking."
Thinking of this, he looked at the 'superior', Yu Haofeng, who was walking in front.
No wonder the superiors value each other so much.
It seems that he is also thinking of recruiting him.
However, if the other party has a strong background, this may not be possible.
Thinking of this, Zhu Qianshou sighed.
The main disciples are just different from their casual cultivators.
A large number of disciples are born with mountains of gold and silver and countless treasures of heaven and earth, but what about their casual cultivators?
Who else can you rely on but yourself?
After finally reaching the peak of the first step, without inheritance, treasures, and guidance, it was impossible to take the second step. In desperation, I had no choice but to turn to the protection of the general trend.
Of course, you can also create your own sect and carry it forward, but your own cultivation has been so slow, and if you have to take care of the sect, you will completely block the path for future generations.
If it weren't for joining Guxian Tower.
It is impossible for him to take the second step.
Then ascend to the realm of transformation.
It's just that it's easier to get involved than to get out.
If you want to leave, you must either complete the orders of Guxian Tower, or leave this cultivation behind.
If we talk about defecting...
Zhu Qianshou shook his head helplessly. He was already used to such a life, and he would not be used to it if he was asked to wander around and hide in various places.
Maybe if you defect on the front foot, you will be killed by the monks of the Ancient Immortal Tower on the back foot.
Guxian Tower has spent a lot of resources cultivating them, and it is impossible to let them leave peacefully.
Having said this, there is no other thing to mention.
Qi Yueshu said he was from Chen Jinding's group, but in fact he was also trained by Guxian Tower.
If Yu Haofeng hadn't suppressed the death of Qi Yueshu, Meng Zhi would have been severely punished by the upper echelons of the Ancient Immortal Tower.
How could there not be even a little bit of news about the monk who was good at killing the Venerable Ancient Immortal Tower? Even Chen Jinding didn't say a word. Now it seems that it is all a game between the upper class.
The world of spiritual practice is no longer an era of barbaric growth.
If you really want to trace it back.
Maybe I was still free in the ancient times...
"free?"
Zhu Qianshou shook his head: "Who knows."
"Maybe it's different in every era."
…
"Tuoyue Canyon."
"let's go."
A huge giant ship roared like a giant beast, floating in the sky and turning into a light shuttle before disappearing into the sky.
"Such a big movement?"
"Yes, the giant ships of the Yujin Gang have all sailed out."
"Is the Yujin Gang so high-profile?"
"After all, the Yujin Gang itself is part of the Ancient Immortal Tower."
"Guxian Tower?"
"I am also a monk in the Ancient Immortal Tower."
The monk next to him grabbed the other person and said: "Your Ancient Immortal Tower and others' Gu Immortal Tower are the same Ancient Immortal Tower. It's just that even if they both belong to the Ancient Immortal Tower, there are three, six or nine levels. Let's treat it as a good one." The ninth level is fine. Don’t know too much. The more you know, the faster you will die.”
…
Tuoyue Canyon, which used to be sparsely populated in the past, suddenly became lively.
The Tribulation of Divine Transformation attracted countless monks to come and watch.
Needless to say, there were monks who were already in Tuoyue Canyon. Many people who were thousands of miles apart also rushed over after seeing the movement.
Even though Meng Zhi met a lot of spiritual cultivators.
In fact, it was because he had already touched this realm, and his status as a Taoist genius allowed him to come into contact with monks in this realm in advance.
If he has reached the peak of Nascent Soul, the problem is that he is surrounded by monks at a lower level.
Either you have not reached that level, or you have reached the peak.
Is the peak of Nascent Soul the pinnacle?
I believe no one dares to say yes.
Once it is truly discovered that the peak of Nascent Soul is the peak, then at least half of the monks will be heartbroken on the spot.
Because there is no way.
The way forward.
Fairy Road.
"Thunder Tribulation of Divine Transformation, I have been waiting for two hundred years but never felt the inspiration coming. Who is he? I have never seen him."
A stooped old man looked at the monk sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain. The man had not yet been completely overwhelmed by the inspiration of heaven and earth. He could vaguely see a high-spirited figure and dark golden hair dancing wildly.
The monk made no unnecessary movements, but quietly sharpened the knife.
bass.
The whetstone flashes with fire.
Water flows by.
The intertwining of water and fire looks so peaceful.
The monk stood still, and a sharp sword intent emerged from his body. The sword intent did not burst out, but kept rising and expanding. In an instant, a thousand miles around was completely enveloped by the mountain of swords.
The mountain of knives collided with the spirit of heaven and earth to produce aura, which surged slowly like clouds and completely submerged the figure of the knife sharpener.
Boom!
Thunder pierced the sky.
The divine thunder shook.
Broken Knife Mountain.
Obliterate the true meaning.
Unexpectedly, the monk with the dark gold eyes holding the sword showed no fear.
Holding a black gold blood knife.
"Six Paths of Reincarnation."
"hell."
"Knife Mountain!"
The broken mountains and seas reunited.
Turn into a high mountain to resist the coming thunder.
"kill!"
Meng Zhi opened his mouth.
Holding a long sword transformed from the Soul Banner.
