The people of the Chu sect were good at refining elixirs, so there were all kinds of green plants everywhere in the sect, and all kinds of strong medicinal fragrances made people feel relaxed and happy. There was even a vegetable garden in front of the incompatible thatched hut under the sect.
Dewdrops hang on various vegetation, reflecting the gentle mist, like precious gems.
That night, monks from Chu Zong's purchasing department came in and out, and countless spies also returned in a hurry.
In one night, these people purchased a huge amount of raw materials. With Chu Zong's current ability, they almost emptied half of the materials in the sky and the sea of stars in one night, and today they will continue to compete for time.
It must be said that Pi Yonghong is far-sighted.
In the middle of last night, the prices of raw materials in some places had begun to rise. Some monks deliberately raised the prices to embarrass the Chu Sect. Some monks in the First Emperor's Dragon Court even opened their mouths. It was simply blackmail.
The Chu sect was not polite and directly robbed some small sects.
There is no way, this is Pi Yonghong's order.
Thanks to this, when some people realized that the price of medicinal materials should soar, Chu Zong had already taken the lead and had already taken a huge advantage.
Because there was a mountain flood in front of the Chu Zong gate, only two natural selection realm guards were sent to guard the gate, and there were no other defensive forces.
After all, having a Half-Step Xuanshi Realm sitting in charge is enough to intimidate everything.
The flash flood kept me awake all night.
Given his state of mind, he actually doesn't need to sleep at all.
"Zhao Chu is a ruthless character. Sui Boke underestimated him, Yi Mo Palace underestimated him, and everyone underestimated him!"
Shan Hongbeng was sitting on a wicker chair in front of the hut, holding a bowl of turbid millet porridge in his hand. There was half a steamed bun in the bowl on the wooden table, and next to it was a plate of small pickles.
During the previous flash floods, I had already forgotten about eating.
But after being imprisoned in Chu Zong by Zhao Chu, he remembered the bitterness and sweetness, and suddenly wanted to be a real farmer for a few days.
This kind of breakfast was the standard breakfast for the couple when Da Hua'er was alive. At that time, Da Hua'er always teased him for eating too much.
Shan Hong swallowed a mouthful of porridge and looked up at the sky again.
"It's 162 heavy. In just two hours, Zhao Chu superimposed 162 heavy spiritual formations on Chu Zong's sky, and it's not over yet, he is still superimposing!"
Buzz!
Buzz!
163 heavy!
164 heavy!
It may be that Zhao Chu's spiritual power is too strong, and ordinary disciples cannot even feel the existence of the spiritual formation.
"It's 170 heavy, how long will it take to stack it?"
Shan Hongbeng put down his job and stood up with a sullen face.
The 170-layer Divine Sense Formation was enough to withstand more than 10 moves from the Half-Step Xuanshi Realm. Shan Hongbeng roughly calculated that if he wanted to blast away this Divine Sense Formation, he would have to at least exhaust himself.
171 weight!
172 weight!
The flash floods made the mouth dry and the tongue dry.
He found it increasingly difficult to understand Zhao Chu's realm.
"Why is this guy so terrifying? He can get Dongxu-level elixirs. It's simply unimaginable!"
The longer Chu Zong stayed at the mountain flood, the more frightened he became.
Yesterday's battle was still difficult for him to understand.
Ji Dongyuan and the others are in the Wenyuan realm. Although they all eat Taixing Dan as food, their true energy is almost at the peak of the Wenyuan realm.
But these people are too young to comprehend the power of the void.
But after Zhao Chu appeared, these young people were able to kill Dongxu Realm by their own abilities in just a few hours. This was clearly because they had understood the original power of Dongxu.
This is already writing an epic and creating a legend.
Shan Hong Beng was able to confirm immediately that Zhao Chu must have obtained the Dongxu level elixir.
In fact, for Dongxu level elixirs, the mountain torrent is not that shocking.
After all, the sky and the sea of stars are so vast, there will always be caves and blessed places, and there will be some immortal ruins, and there will be some cave-level elixirs left in them. Such elixirs are also available in Yi Demon Palace. Although they are very rare, they have seen mountain floods and collapses after all.
He was actually shocked by Zhao Chu's generosity.
That’s right!
This guy is so generous to his friends. Such a precious pill is enough to cause a life-and-death fight between people in the Cave Realm, but this guy just gives it to him without even frowning.
You know, this kind of elixir has miraculous effects on half-step Xuanshi realm, and he is reluctant to give it to others even if he is in trouble.
Is Zhao Chu stupid? Or generous?
"It weighs 180, it's unbelievable!"
Shan Hongbeng licked his dry lips.
At the end of the sky, there seemed to be a faint morning glow rising, and in just ten minutes, the number of spiritual formations above Chu Zong had reached 180 layers.
Sighing from mountain torrents.
Facing 180 layers of superimposed spiritual formations, he alone was helpless.
Even if you are exhausted to the point of exhaustion, it is impossible to break through 180 stacks of spiritual formations.
The scary thing is that the superposition of the divine mind array has not ended yet.
"Zhao Chu, this boy, is young, super strong, and has such a big heart and courage. If he and I are not mortal enemies, he is definitely a young man worthy of admiration!"
"It's a pity that no matter how strong you are, you are just a clown!"
"As long as I, the Holy Lord of Yi Demon Palace, come out of seclusion, your Chu Sect will be wiped out in an instant. If you want to blame me, I can only blame you for being born in the wrong era."
Afterwards, Shan Hongbeng shook his head disdainfully.
The stronger Zhao Chu is, the happier he feels.
The more a person swells, the heavier the blow of destruction will be.
"Holy Lord, please come out of seclusion quickly, so that this seemingly prosperous land and sea can also taste the hell of Tianxianghai!"
Mountain flood collapses, eyes flashing with cold light.
…
185 weight!
Above Chu Zong in mid-air, Zhao Chu was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and he was sitting cross-legged in the air. A bright light ball was flashing between his eyebrows, the size of a button, like a third eye, which was indescribably mysterious.
Not far away from Zhao Chu, Luo Shangu and other four elders looked shocked.
All night long, Zhao Chu was setting up formations for Chu Zong.
He was like an old monk in trance. Every time he created a magic formula, the spiritual formation above Chu Zong would be superimposed again.
Originally, Xue Chongming and the others planned to stack more than 160 layers, which would at least surpass the Black Dragon Absolute Formation of the First Emperor's Dragon Court.
But he never expected that Zhao Chu had already stacked 188 layers, and he even showed no sign of stopping.
"The 188-layer spiritual formation can probably resist more than 18 moves of Xuanshi's magical power."
"The sect leader is truly a peerless genius, it is simply unbelievable!"
"189 is heavy!"
The four elders looked at each other. They were so nervous that their hearts didn't know how to beat, and their whole bodies were trembling.
"The 190-layer Divine Thought Formation can probably defend against two Holy Lords joining forces to kill them. Let's leave it at that for now!"
Finally, when the spiritual formation reached 190 levels, Zhao Chu opened his eyes, and the light ball on his forehead slowly disappeared.
At this time, Zhao Chu's brows were also a little tired.
In fact, with his strength, he can continue to stack, but as the number of stacked layers increases, it will become more laborious and laborious in the later stages. This is the same as building a building.
If you build the first ten layers, it's very simple.
But when you build the 100th floor, each floor involves different things, which can cause the entire building to collapse at any time.
190 overlaps, which can block about 24 moves of Xuanshi's magical power.
Judging from Wei Yichan's original template, this could already block the joint attack of two half-step Xuanshi realms.
No matter how much you add, it doesn't make much sense.
With Zhao Chu's limit, it is impossible to stack up to defend against the attacks of three holy masters. Fortunately, there is no need to waste energy.
"Thank you for your hard work, Master!"
Wen Guazi swallowed hard.
He looked up at the transparent spiritual formation and felt an unprecedented sense of security.
"Get ready to welcome the arrival of the five great saints!"
Zhao Chu nodded.
Later, the four elders followed Zhao Chu back to the hall.
…
Early morning!
Many disciples have already begun to practice, and there is a scene of enthusiasm.
Yesterday, the scene of the honorary elders killing the slaves of Dongxu was still vivid in my mind. No one wanted to stand out, no one wanted to become famous, so the disciples were practicing like crazy.
Moreover, Chu Zong's system is very tempting. As long as you can cultivate to a certain level, pills are never a scarce thing.
This system is also an invisible spur.
In this atmosphere, the people of Chu Zong were even embarrassed to take a rest and were embarrassed to be lazy.
"Brother, have you noticed anything unusual? I always feel that the sky today is a bit abnormal!"
A young man in the Natural Selection Realm stopped practicing. He looked up at the sky and was stunned for a long time.
Although the sun still rises, the clouds drift in like gauze, and even the breeze is a bit cool.
But his intuition told him that the sky of Chu Zong seemed to be covered with something, but he couldn't tell what it was.
"You kid, you want to be lazy again, hurry up and practice, what can you achieve in the bright world!"
Another older natural selection monk said.
"But……"
The monk wanted to explain a few more things.
"But shit, didn't you want to surpass Elder Ji Dongyuan yesterday? You dare to be lazy today and have no ambition at all. Hurry up and practice!"
The older monk continued to scold.
"Hey... look, someone is coming from the horizon!"
Suddenly, the monk exclaimed.
Afterwards, all the disciples stopped practicing and looked up at the horizon.
really!
At the end of the sky, there are three huge light groups slowly moving over.
"It's Dao Zhi's disciple's liner flying sword!"
"That's the Wuchang Mozhou that kills Cangshengmen!"
"There is also the Haiqing Divine Cauldron of the Painting Pure Land!"
All the disciples exclaimed in shock.
Boom!
Boom!
Then, a deafening loud noise came, and the space on the horizon was shaken out by three terrifying bolts.
Liner Flying Sword, Impermanent Ink Boat, Hai Qing Divine Cauldron.
These are huge magic weapons of the three transcendent forces, and they are also the means of transportation for the Holy Lord to travel. Generally, in grand meetings, the Holy Lord will travel on these magic weapons.
Apart from being big and exaggerated, these magic weapons are actually nothing special, but just because they are gorgeous, they also represent the importance of the Holy Lord.
And today the three great saints came here on a magic weapon, which was also a sign of respect and a disguised recognition of Chu Zong's status.
That’s right!
In the eyes of the saints, Chu Zong is already the sixth transcendent force in Di Qihai, and only with this strength can he be worthy of such courtesy from the saints.