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Chapter 1863 Don't worry about him, move on!

Chapter 1863 Don’t worry about him and move on!

Not long ago, he was still gnashing his teeth with hatred that he was forced to become Chu Tian's loyal slave and could not let go.

As a result, after learning the true identity of his master, his heart suddenly took a 180-degree turn!

Currently, in the entire Central Continent cultivation world, the most popular genius among the younger generation is none other than Chu Tian from the Shenlian Sect!

It is said that Chu Tian is less than thirty years old, and his level of evil is even better than those of the forbidden geniuses who grew up in ancient times!

For Li Wentian, the benefits he will gain in the future by following Chu Tian, ​​a holy lord who is not yet thirty years old, are far greater than being the leader of the Lieyang Sect!

A mere leader of the Lieyang Sect can only face a corner of the world.

But as a loyal servant of Chu Tian, ​​he faced the entire vast Central Continent.

The insights and opportunities they enjoy are completely different from each other in heaven and earth!

"Young Master, where should we go next?"

After a few breaths, Li Wentian suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked respectfully.

"Go to the depths of the sea to see..."

Hearing this, Chu Tian spoke calmly.

As a result, before he could finish speaking, Li Wentian was the first to say: "Young master, don't worry, I am very familiar with the entire northern sea area. I am here to ensure that the young master will not get lost!"

While speaking, he raised his right hand and waved it violently!

Wow!

In an instant, a ball of light flew out from his sleeves, flashed suddenly, and transformed into a luxurious ship that was over a hundred feet long, with flags fluttering and full of majesty.

"Young Master, please get on the boat and rest, I will be responsible for driving the boat!"

In the next breath, Li Wentian spoke respectfully and invited Chu Tian to board the boat.

Seeing this, Chu Tian nodded, jumped up, and instantly stood firmly on the deck of the ship.

Then, he turned around and said calmly: "I am going to the depths of the Northern Territory Sea to meet a young Saint King named Qingfeng, who is said to be the number one expert in the Northern Territory Sea!"

"I……"

After Chu Tian finished speaking, Li Wentian happened to be standing in front of the ship. When he heard this, he staggered and almost fell, and his face instantly showed an expression of wanting to cry without tears.

He really couldn't understand it at this moment!

Why was Chu Tian so eager to meet the top master in the Northern Territory Sea when he had just broken through to the Holy Lord level and his cultivation had not yet been fully consolidated? Could it be that he wanted to try his skills with him?

For ordinary warriors, the words "Qingfeng Holy King" are very unfamiliar, and they have never even heard of them.

But for a saint like him, he is famous and thunderous!

Saint King Qingfeng lives in the depths of the Northern Territory Sea all year round. Although he rarely appears in public, he is recognized as the overlord of the entire Northern Territory Sea.

If a big man like this stomps his feet casually, the entire northern sea will tremble.

The key is!

He vaguely heard that this Yuhai boss had a weird temper and was difficult for ordinary people to approach, so he lived alone in Yuhai where there were few cultivation resources.

Chu Tian suddenly wanted to meet this Yuhai boss. He really didn't know what to say!

Whoosh!

In the following time, the 100-foot-long ship accelerated and galloped towards the sea, flying all the way without stopping, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the endless horizon.

Inside the ship's room.

Chu Tian sat cross-legged, raised his right hand, flipped it suddenly, and instantly grasped a black-looking iron lump in his palm, about the size of a fist.

Looking down at the iron lump in his hand, Chu Tian's face showed a trace of memory.

This black iron lump was given to him by Ba Lao himself many years ago when he was still practicing at Tianji Academy in Wuyan Kingdom.

At that time, Balao said!

Once an weapon refiner masters the divine refining method to its peak state, he can turn a piece of iron into an embroidery needle in a very short period of time simply by relying on his spiritual thoughts!

At the beginning, he would take time every day to hone his spiritual thoughts through this piece of iron. Later, because he was busy practicing, he gradually abandoned this skill.

At this moment, he suddenly took out the iron lump, naturally he wanted to test his ability and see how it was!

"Spiritual Thought, come out!"

After a breath, Chu Tian used his palms to gently throw the iron lump upwards, and at the same time opened his mouth and gave a cold drink.

boom!

Suddenly, a muffled sound came out.

Invisible spiritual thoughts, as majestic as the sea, surged out crazily from the center of Chu Tian's eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, they turned into tiny sword lights, only half the length of a finger. They seemed virtual and real, and struck fiercely from all directions.

Cut to the iron knot.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

In an instant, firelight splashed in all directions and fell into the air.

The light of a small sword struck the iron knot, and it was as if it were cutting through iron like mud. It continuously chopped off iron filings at an astonishing speed beyond imagination.

Along with this cutting off, the black-looking iron lump quickly became smaller.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

"receive!"

In the blink of an eye, three breaths passed, Chu Tian gave a low shout, and all the small swords flashed in an instant, turned into spiritual thoughts again, and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward.

After opening the palm, a bright and shining embroidery needle appeared in the palm. It looked very delicate and had no rough feeling at all.

"Three breaths, too long!"

Although he succeeded in turning the iron knot into an embroidery needle in a short time relying on his spiritual thoughts, Chu Tian still stared at the embroidery needle and shook his head with some dissatisfaction.

If he is now a master of weapon refining, or his soul has been promoted to the level of a holy king, then it may only take one breath at most to complete the entire process!

Although the difference between three breaths and one breath seems very small, from the perspective of his quasi-king master, the difference is still relatively obvious.

When Holy King Qingfeng promised to act decisively at the critical moment to help Balao successfully overcome the disaster, there was only one condition!

That is, Chu Tian needs to become a master of weapon refining before the age of thirty, and then come to Yuhai to help him complete something.

Chu Tian's current attainments in spiritual patterns have definitely reached the standard of a master of weapon refining, but at the soul level, he still lacks the final touch.

He didn't know whether his current abilities met the requirements of Holy King Qingfeng, but he had to take the opportunity to come and give it a try.

Because the Shenlian Sect was too far away from the Northern Territory Sea, he did not want to waste his precious time and make another special trip in the future.

Not long after, Chu Tian held his hand, put away the embroidery needle, closed his eyes, and soon entered a trance state where his soul was wandering beyond the sky.

With Li Wentian, a young saint, under his control, the entire ship quickly entered the vast sea of ​​​​the territory, riding the wind and waves all the way towards the deepest part of the sea of ​​​​the territory.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Under constant acceleration, Lanri Island, where Saint King Qingfeng lived in seclusion, finally appeared in sight.

"Stop anyone who comes!"

As soon as the 100-foot-long ship approached, a cold shout suddenly came from the island.

"Ignore him and move on!"

Li Wentian, who was standing in front of the ship, was about to stop when Chu Tian's low cold shout suddenly sounded in his ears.


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