Zhang Cong still left the Herbal Hall in the dark of night. Before leaving, Qin Yu handed Zhang Cong a small cage with a carrier pigeon inside to facilitate communication between the two. Black Dragon Town was no longer suitable for frequent contact between the two.
Zhang Cong left the town and went straight to Laojun Mountain. He ran directly to the mountain on the east side. Before he ran very far, Zhang Cong's pace slowed down because there were already many monks on the mountains on both sides of the first level.
Here we are.
Zhang Cong's spiritual consciousness did not dare to go too far for fear of attracting people's attention, so he could only use the nearby spiritual power fluctuations to touch the east mountain a little bit, and soon discovered the first wave of monks.
It was dark and he couldn't see clearly, but to Zhang Cong, it didn't make any difference. He might do something to him. Zhang Cong suppressed his spiritual power to the lowest level and quietly moved closer to him. He didn't quietly move until he was about ten meters behind the three of them.
Crouched behind a big tree.
The three monks were all wearing black clothes, and their eyes were fixed on the first level at the bottom of the mountain. Zhang Cong couldn't tell from their appearance which force these people belonged to, only that they were monks in the late stages of Qi training.
Suddenly a person whispered: "If there is any movement below, don't rush down. The hall master is not sure whether the Shadow Pavilion will come for a sneak attack. If there are a few foundation-building monks in the area, we will die if we go down. If we go down, we will die."
We have to wait until the other groups move before we go down, do you understand?"
The two people next to them agreed and stopped talking.
Zhang Cong finally understood this time. It turned out that these were hidden stakes of Xuanjian Sect, and they could also be regarded as ambushes guarding the first level. Listening to what they meant, there seemed to be many groups on the mountains on both sides. Zhang Cong thought in his heart
Figure out how to remove these hidden piles without alerting the enemy.
Snake Kiss has been held in Zhang Cong's hand. The dark sword body is almost invisible in the dark night. Zhang Cong thought, and three thin black lines suddenly emerged from the forked sword tip, like three slender black lines.
The snake burrowed directly into the thatch.
Zhang Cong also had an idea, and suddenly remembered the soft sword body like a snake kissing a snake, and the massive amount of smoke that was swallowed by it in the Valley of Fallen Gods.
The sword energy he shoots from his sword is completely controllable, but this is the first time he shoots the poisonous miasma as sword energy like this.
The sword energy emitted by Snake Kiss can indeed be like the sword itself. Not only can it turn, but it can also be controlled very slowly. The sword energy of the three spiritual snakes, without any energy or sound, slowly approached the three of them,
It pierced the three monks' hearts at once.
The poisonous miasma entered the body and directly stabbed the central meridians. The three monks did not even make a sound. They fell to the ground and could no longer move. Zhang Cong's mind moved, and the three poisonous miasma sword energy sent out turned out to be like a measuring tape.
Just like that, he was sucked back by the snake's kiss again.
Zhang Cong stood up and walked slowly in front of the three people. In just a few breaths, the three corpses had become rotten, like corpses that had been dead for a long time. The skin was rotten away, leaving only Bai Sensen.
skeleton.
Zhang Cong collected the storage bag and walked forward quietly, and sure enough he found three more monks a mile away.
Zhang Cong shook the snake kiss as he walked, and sent out three sword energy to rush into the grass. When he reached the three people, all he had to do was pick up the storage bag.
Zhang Cong wandered through the jungles and valleys like a god of death, constantly harvesting lives. When the time came, he killed all the thirty-six sword sect monks on the mountains on both sides. At this time, he was
Standing on the cliff on the south side of the first pass, overlooking the heavily guarded city gate, you can feel the situation inside the pass.
As expected by Zhang Cong, there were already three foundation-building monks stationed in the first level at this time, and a dozen guards in the late stage of Qi refining. Three foundation-building assassins were in the house in Wengcheng, and a dozen guards
, then stand on the city wall.
The number of lanterns and torches on the city wall has increased, and a large number of bonfires have been lit on the ground in the middle of the city wall, illuminating the entire city gate as brightly as daylight, and not even a corner can be found.
Zhang Cong estimated that his concealment cloak had been guessed by Xuanjian Sect, so he used so much light. Zhang Cong stood on the cliff and looked at the distance. Hidden weapons and sword energy attacks would not work. The distance was too far, even if he could hit it
Losing strength no longer poses a threat.
Once his whereabouts are exposed, the crossbow array on the city wall will immediately cover the cliff, and then he will be passively beaten.
Looking at the first level under his feet, Zhang Cong felt itchy in his heart. He didn't care about the Qi-training guards, but the three foundation-building monks made him extremely greedy. Sun Yang gave him so many treasures. This foundation-building monk
But they are all treasures. Isn’t it my character to ignore the advantages in front of me?
Zhang Cong himself knew that with his current level of cultivation, he had almost no chance of winning against three foundation-building monks. Moreover, once they got into a fight, it would be very difficult for him to escape. If another foundation-building monk came to reinforce him,
, he is likely to be caught or killed.
When he faced Sun Yang himself, he first showed weakness in both the spirit sword and the sword attack. The purpose was to understand the combat power of the foundation-building monk through fighting.
On the contrary, his attacks have always been weak and did not attract Sun Yang's attention. Sun Yang was reluctant to spend a lot of spiritual energy to cast the powerful holy turtle spell. This allowed Zhang Cong to take advantage of the loophole, otherwise Sun Yang would have really fought hard.
, Zhang Cong may not win so easily.
Although Zhang Cong killed Sun Yang, he was not arrogant enough to think that he could kill the foundation-building monk instantly. Crouching in the shadow of the tree, Zhang Cong repeated the deduction over and over again, but he gave up on the last idea.
Without any further hesitation, Zhang Cong stood up and walked back almost immediately. If you can't win, don't hesitate. If you kill so many hidden stakes today, Xuanjian Sect will definitely charge these debts to Shadow Pavilion, and wait until they fight to the limit.
The higher the level, the more opportunities you will have.
Zhang Cong quickly ran to Guichou Mountain. Judging from this, the Xuanjian Sect is not very confident now. It is estimated that there are not many masters in the Lingshi Mine. He must seize the time to improve his cultivation and strive to reach the later stage of Qi training. This way
Against foundation building, you have a better chance of winning.
In the black pine forest of Falling God Valley, it was only a day later that the spiritual liquid on the grass gathered into a small pool again. Zhang Cong sat cross-legged on the edge of the spiritual pool. After meditating for a moment, he began to communicate with the spiritual branches in the sea of consciousness, and together with his spiritual thoughts,
Suddenly, a huge suction force erupted from Zhang Cong's body, and the dense fog in the entire black pine forest was shaken. Then a large mass of fog surged violently, rushing towards the edge of the spiritual pool crazily.
Since the last time he opened up the Divine Mansion, Zhang Cong has never been as focused on collecting Qi as he is today. The fifteen-foot Divine Mansion is already close to the size of the later stage of foundation building. This makes Zhang Cong feel at a loss and he has also thought about the purpose of his own Divine Mansion.
It was an abnormal situation, but he couldn't do it now. Facing the foundation-building monks, he still felt a lot of pressure.
As a large amount of spiritual energy enters the body, the spiritual liquid that collects into the spiritual spring is no longer a drop, but like a stream flowing into a pool. You can even see the ups and downs in the sea of consciousness.
The spiritual fluid increased little by little, already overflowing the spiritual pool, and was still rising.
The small porcelain bottle suspended in the sea of consciousness suddenly bloomed with a dazzling golden light, and began to rotate around the sea of consciousness. Wherever it passed, the four walls of the divine palace suddenly became abnormally soft, and began to bulge as the spiritual spring expanded, suddenly violently.
The pain spread from the depths of Zhang Cong's soul.
The meaning of forcibly opening up the divine palace is similar to tearing apart the soul. They are both changing a form that has been adapted to it. The divine palace is the nest that nourishes the soul. After the nest is built, the foundation must be laid, that is, the foundation is built. But once the foundation is laid,
From then on, the layout of your building will be determined. Therefore, building the foundation is the beginning of cultivation. The size of the foundation will determine how far you will go in the future.
At this moment, Zhang Cong is expanding the originally dug homestead, just like cutting rocks on a mountain to open up wasteland. It is not only difficult but also dangerous.
At this time, the spiritual spring has almost reached the top of the divine palace. The surging spiritual liquid has almost burst the softened walls of the divine palace. The small porcelain bottle is sinking in the spiritual liquid, and it is still working hard and spraying water continuously.
The golden light shone down to repair the fragile divine palace to adapt to the violent swelling.
One foot, two feet, the four walls of the Divine Mansion were like blowing up a balloon, and a world was squeezed out of the body as hard as iron.
The severe pain almost made Zhang Cong suffocate, but with the repair and nourishment of this small porcelain bottle, Zhang Cong remained awake, enduring the heartbreaking pain, and still sat motionless on the grass like a stone.
The entire black pine forest has become transparent and clean. The moonlight rarely shines through the gaps in the forest and shines on the grass. At this moment, Zhang Cong can no longer be seen at all. A group of milky white crystals like ice has completely covered him.
Wrapped inside, this is the crystallization of the aura of the entire black pine forest.
At this time, Zhang Cong's Divine Mansion has reached a terrifying twenty-one feet. The color of the Divine Mansion is no longer gray and white. The four walls have begun to bloom with golden light, and the spiritual liquid full of them is also glowing with golden light.
.
There was a loud bang in the sea of consciousness, and the walls of the shrine shimmering with golden light suddenly rose to twenty-seven feet. The originally turbulent spiritual liquid fell down like an ebbing tide with the expansion of the shrine, and it was almost rippling out.
to the Shenquan Pond.
The twenty-seven-foot divine palace is a three-foot-round space. Although it cannot be said to be huge, it looks extremely majestic. Although Zhang Cong has broken through to the late stage of weapon refining, he sees his divine palace being continuously impacted by the spiritual liquid.
The four walls were shaking, and my heart became even more confused.
It is already twenty-seven feet, which is three times that of the ordinary late stage of Qi training, and the spiritual liquid of the divine spring is many times that of others. Why does my divine palace still not solidify? Does it have to grow longer? How long does it have to grow?
How high?
At this time, the spiritual liquid was as viscous as a pot of porridge, and there were golden lights from time to time. Zhang Cong didn't know why his spiritual liquid was like this, so he could only activate the spirit-gathering branch again to absorb the spiritual energy.
It wasn't until the morning glow began that Zhang Cong inhaled a large group of spiritual energy surrounding himself into his body. The entire black pine forest had become clear and clean, and Zhang Cong had absorbed all the spiritual energy.
Zhang Cong, who has entered the late stage of Qi training, clearly feels that he has undergone earth-shaking changes. Not only has the range of his spiritual consciousness expanded to an unexpected fifty miles, but his five senses have become sharper, and it is more convenient to transmit spiritual thoughts than before, almost as soon as he reaches his mind.
, Zhang Cong touched the back of his head and muttered doubtfully: "This is the late stage of Qi training? Why is mine different?"
