Wang Chen didn't know that he had somehow surpassed Murong Xumu, who had been chasing him, in the Tianji Sect's intelligence system.
His expressionless face is wielding the sword Qingkong.
The soreness and numbness in his arms had subsided, but the uncomfortable feeling in his blood kept him thinking about a question.
What would be the result if the person who assassinated him was himself?
The breath-containing technique of cultivating the world can only hide the cultivation level and make the breath disappear, as if it does not exist.
But like non-existence and complete non-existence are two different concepts.
Even if the Breath Condensation Technique takes form, it will never be possible in broad daylight, where people can't see it or feel it in a perfect sight.
And that terrifying cloak did this perfectly.
He had only seen similar ancient treasures in ancient tombs, on the tattered raincoat covering the corpse.
But from today's perspective, the two cannot be compared at all.
"Is there really such a magic weapon in the cultivation world?"
Well, even if you exclude the factor of the opponent hiding his figure.
Two full blows, using the sword against the thin and short dagger, the final result was that he flew far away as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.
Even if we have a fair fight with the opponent, what will be the outcome? Do we still need to think about it?
Of course he wants to break the void, but the prerequisite is to be alive, and a hard enough fist is what keeps him alive.
With a slight sigh, Wang Chen knew that with his current strength, if he faced a master of Vainglory's level, he would be barely qualified to escape.
But if you run for your life too much, it will have a serious impact on your Taoist heart.
Maybe in the future, others will give me a nickname like Wang Paopao. How worrying is that?
He felt that he had to achieve nirvana at least nine times and build the perfect Tao foundation mentioned by the book demon before he could gain a foothold in the world of cultivation.
Thinking about it this way, Wang Chen felt that he had thought too much.
Nirvana is a practice method that compresses true power. Every time there is another Nirvana, the difficulty will increase exponentially.
I have only experienced Nirvana once, so it is better to stay down to earth.
After all, you have to eat in one bite.
"It's like the mountains in the distance that are as high as clouds. Does it look like a piece of roasted meat?" Wang Chen raised his eyes, and inexplicably felt that the piece of barbecue looked familiar.
"Red Flame Mountain?" His heart moved, Yu Jian leaned over.
Before he even got close to Chiyan Mountain, a scorching heat hit his face.
Looking from a distance, the air in the Chiyan Mountains is steaming, the vision is distorted, and the red soil is thousands of miles away, and a deep red can be seen in the distance.
He cautiously approached with his sword, and finally swung his sword down thousands of feet away from the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain is an endless desert.
The strong wind from the sword at low altitude carried the fine gravel high to both sides, turning it into flying smoke.
Not long after, Red Flame Mountain appeared in front of us.
Looking closely at this majestic mountain range, the highest point reaches straight into the clouds. The entire mountain peak is like a piece of red-hot iron, alternating with red and black. The magma is churning in the rock cracks, making it difficult for ordinary plants to survive here.
However, there is no shortage of cultivators in such a huge mountain range, all because this mountain is rich in an extremely hot thing called fire lotus.
This kind of spiritual grass is born by absorbing the fire from the center of the earth. It contains quite pure fire energy and is an indispensable material for refining many kinds of spiritual elixirs.
When Wang Chen was looking through the "Guangyuan Tongjian Lu" in the library that day, there was a record of Chiyan Mountain, saying that there were suspected unmanned formations left over from ancient times outside the Chiyan Mountain. Among them were
The violent sky fire is floating. Once you go up the mountain, you must not wield your sword at will, otherwise even a powerful monk above the foundation level may be turned into ashes in an instant.
Moreover, there are fire-attributed spiritual beasts that appear on the mountain, and they are extremely ferocious. The further you go up the mountain, the more ferocious the spiritual beasts become.
Some people have seen spiritual beasts in the middle of the mountain that are comparable to practitioners in the Foundation Establishment stage, or they have heard terrifying roars from extremely high places, which can make Foundation Establishment practitioners tremble in fear.
Some practitioners speculate that there may be secrets here that ordinary people cannot imagine, which is why it is so hot and unstoppable.
But Wang Chen is not interested in any secrets. What he wants is the Fire Lotus.
Absorb the fire attribute energy in it and use it to break through the second nirvana.
As he raised his head to look towards the top of the mountain, Wang Chen suddenly had a conscious thought, and then his eyes focused on an uneven path.
They were two casual cultivators, one old and one young.
The old man's beard and hair are all white. At such an age, he is still stuck at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. It is almost impossible to achieve the realm of controlling the sky.
The youngest one is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his cultivation has already reached the fourth level of Qi Condensation, and his cultivation talent is considered to be excellent among casual cultivators.
The two of them hurriedly walked down the mountain road. When they encountered the slope, they didn't care about their clothes or appearance. They just lay down and slid down, causing gravel to slide down, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying.
Wang Chen glanced at the two of them, stopped paying attention, and started walking up the mountain.
"Little brother, don't go up the mountain today."
Although the old man was walking in a hurry, he saw that Wang Chen was also dressed as a casual cultivator and his aura was similar to that of the young man beside him, so he suddenly advised him.
After Nirvana, Wang Chen's breath-condensing technique in his form was so superb that he could simulate any breath below the Great Perfection of Qi-Condensation, which was enough to resemble the real thing.
"There's been a murder on the mountain." The young man said first, his face a little pale and in shock.
Wang Chen looked a little weird. It was normal for the cultivator to kill a lot of people. Why did he scare the two of them like this?
"The evil man is too strong in cultivation and his methods are too ruthless. And from my point of view, he simply wants to kill people and steal wealth, not to hunt for treasures. It is not easy for us as casual cultivators to cultivate, so we might as well choose a day to go up the mountain."
Wang Chen nodded thoughtfully.
"By the way, have you picked the fire lotus?"
He suddenly spoke.
The old man's face froze. This kind of questioning meant to inquire about the two people's belongings, and usually contained a dangerous aura.
"I was lucky enough to find one. Grandpa said it was fifty years old."
The young cultivator said happily.
The old man couldn't stop him in time, his face was solemn, he put his arm on the young cultivator's shoulders, protected him behind him, and was on full alert.
"Do I look like a bad person?!" Wang Chen was shocked.
"Are you selling it?" He casually took out a handful of spiritual stones, both medium-grade and low-grade, to show his sincerity.
The old man's eyes widened.
A fifty-year-old fire lotus is worth no more than two middle-grade spiritual stones.
Moreover, if casual cultivators like them want to sell such spiritual objects, they will most likely face difficulties and not be able to sell them at a good price.
It is more likely that someone will be interested in killing people and seizing treasures.
If they could be sold directly, two middle-grade spiritual stones would be enough to support two people's practice for three years.
But when he casually took out a handful of valuable spiritual stones, was the person in front of him really a casual cultivator?
The old man hesitated for a moment, then took out a red lotus flower from a somewhat worn storage bag and handed it over.
This fire lotus flower has five petals, each petal is like ruby, warm and clear.
Wang Chen took it and felt the rich fire energy and the vibrant wood energy in it. It was perfect for swallowing, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy.
Then, he was slightly stunned.
Because the old man only took one middle-grade spiritual stone and a few low-grade spiritual stones.
"This fire lotus should be worth more than this, right?" Wang Chen said in surprise.
He had visited the market before, and although he had never seen a fire lotus, he could roughly deduce from the degree of spiritual power contained in the spiritual object and the number of spiritual patterns that the fire lotus required at least two to three medium-grade spiritual stones.
"That's enough, that's enough." The old man waved his hands repeatedly.
"We are all casual cultivators, so we should make friends with our little brothers."
Whether the old man was out of fear or for some other reason, Wang Chen, who had seen too many intrigues in the cultivator world, still felt his heart moved slightly, and handed the young cultivator two middle-grade spiritual stones.
Seeing that the little casual cultivator took it subconsciously, he walked towards the mountain.
The old man had a look of fear on his face. He stopped talking and just stared.
"Grandpa, why does this brother still want to go up the mountain? What should he do if he encounters evil people?"
The little casual cultivator raised his head and asked.
The old man first carefully put the spirit stone into the storage bag, then shook his head and said.
"This comrade is not acting according to common sense, and I can't understand it. But with these three spiritual stones, you have great hope of joining the Sun and Moon Sect."
"Really?" The young cultivator's eyes lit up. The old man looked around and saw that no other cultivator noticed anything here, so he carefully pulled the young cultivator away gradually.