On the road outside Shuangyang City, a majestic war horse galloped.
Ouyang Wei said that after leaving the city, eight hundred miles to the north is Qingyun Mountain, where Qingyun Temple is located.
Chen Dong was eager to return to Earth and would not stop at all along the way.
As long as you meet Yun Zhongzi, the ancestor of Qingyun Temple, and then reveal your identity, you can find a way to return to Earth.
However, Chen Dong also thought that with his current strength, even if he returned to Earth, even if his father was still alive, he would not be able to save his father from the Flame Saint.
It would be great if we could improve some strength here.
The official road is flat and spacious.
Although there are no large-scale equipment in this world, there are quite a lot of practitioners, and it is not a problem to repair the broken mountains and gravel and repair the roads.
Just go all the way north, no need to adjust the direction.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Dong silently absorbed the spiritual energy worn by Ruyi.
After a morning of soaking, Ruyi Pei turned dark green again. After Chen Dong absorbed it completely, he felt that his internal energy had increased a lot.
The Dantian is like an endless reservoir. Of course, the more water it stores, the stronger it will be.
Unfortunately, it will take several hours for Ruyi Pei to recover its energy.
Although there is plenty of spiritual energy in this world, it is still much slower to inhale directly, at least not as slowly as Yipei.
By the way, aren't there five thousand spiritual stones in the storage ring?
Here, Chen Dong has no idea about money, and he doesn't feel bad about spending it. Besides, doesn't he still have 90,000 gold coins?
Chen Dong immediately began to absorb spiritual stones again.
Not to mention, Lingshi is really powerful. The spiritual energy contained in it is not as bad as that of Ruyi Pei. About a hundred spirit stones are equivalent to a full Ruyi Pei.
Chen Dong sucked one piece after another, absorbing most of the five thousand spirit stones in a short time, and his realm also reached the late stage of first-level spiritual communication!
Good guy, the power of spiritual stones is so powerful, no wonder it has become a common currency in this world.
If a person has countless spiritual stones, wouldn’t it be easy to achieve sainthood?
But the further you go, the more spiritual stones you need.
Chen Dong estimated that if he wanted to reach the first level of spiritual communication, he would need to absorb all the remaining spirit stones.
Forget it, just suck it, you're going back to Earth anyway, so what's the use of keeping this thing?
Chen Dong continued to suck up the remaining spirit stones.
In the blink of an eye, the war horse had galloped a hundred miles, and Chen Dong had absorbed all five thousand spirit stones. His strength had finally reached the peak of first-level spiritual communication!
Chen Dong estimated that if he wanted to break through to the second level of spiritual communication, he would need at least three thousand spirit stones!
I heard Ouyang Wei say before that one spirit stone is equal to one hundred gold coins, and three thousand spirit stones is equal to three hundred thousand gold coins.
No matter how much Chen Dong understands prices in this world, he also knows that three hundred thousand gold coins must be a terrifying figure, equivalent to the income of the largest family in Shuangyang City for one and a half years.
How can ordinary monks afford such a thing? Even the disciples of big families and sects may not be able to afford it.
We have no choice but to go to Qingyun Temple first.
Qingyun Temple must be rich, ranking first among all the sects, and must be extremely rich.
Maybe Yun Zhongzi knew that Chen Dong was his Nth generation successor, so he rewarded him with millions of spiritual stones when he was happy?
Thinking of this, Chen Dong immediately sped up.
But at this moment, he suddenly heard a "whooshing" sound in the air, and a powerful air knife suddenly struck at him.
"What's going on?!"
Chen Dong was so surprised that he jumped up suddenly, narrowly avoiding the air knife coming towards him.
He dodged, but the horse was in trouble.
The war horse was struck by the air knife and torn into pieces on the spot, turning into a ball of blood mist.
"Who did this?!"
Chen Dong roared, and his anger was indeed burning to the extreme.
When we went to Qingyun Temple, we all relied on this war horse. Now we have only traveled a hundred miles and were killed. What should we do next?
As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of people suddenly surrounded him, numbering in the hundreds. They all had fierce looks and held swords in their hands.
It doesn't look like a good thing at first glance.
Chen Dong, who has already reached the level of divine power, is not the top in this world, but he can still be proud of most people.
Chen Dong didn't know what these guys were doing, so he instinctively spread out his inner energy to detect their strength.
Good guy, great grandmaster, there are dozens of grandmasters!
This would definitely be a first-rate force on Earth.
But he checked around and found only one person.
Chen Dong's eyes were fixed on that person.
This was a man with a strong body and a ferocious face, and he was holding a sword with cold light in his hand. The air sword just now was obviously issued by him.
When Chen Dong's inner energy detected him, he encountered many barriers and obstacles.
This shows that his level is higher than Chen Dong!
"Hey, do you want to test my strength?"
Of course, the vicious man felt Chen Dong's aura. He grinned, showing his strong white teeth, and then let out his own aura.
Unless a strong person with a high level takes the initiative to release his aura, a weak person with a low level cannot detect it.
Level 2 psychic communication, early stage!
Chen Dong quickly felt his realm, and his heart sank.
On the way here, Chen Dong absorbed all the spiritual stones and finally barely reached the peak level of spiritual power.
He and this man can barely fight, but they will definitely lose in the end.
What's more, there are so many people around.
"Who are you and why did you kill my war horse?" Chen Dong asked seriously.
"Hey, I planted this tree and opened this road. If you want to live forever, I will leave money to buy the road!" The vicious man Jie Jie smiled sternly.
It turned out to be a bandit looking for money.
Instead, Chen Dong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have tens of thousands of gold coins with me. I'll give them all to you, so you can leave, right?"
Chen Dong waved his hand, and nine boxes filled with gold coins fell to the ground.
The vicious man looked down and sneered: "One less box?"
Chen Dong's pupils quickly contracted.
Previously, the Zhu family compensated him with 100,000 gold coins, 10,000 gold coins per box, ten boxes in total.
Chen Dong asked Ouyang Wei to bring Xiaoya and Lao Li 10,000 gold coins, and now there are still 90,000 gold coins left.
How did this vicious man know that one box was missing?
"Are you from the Zhu family sect?" Chen Dong said gloomily.
"Correct answer." The ferocious man said with a smile: "My name is Zhu Feng, I am a famous bandit in this area, the head of the Zhu family in Shuangyang City, that is my biological brother! Not only did you hurt him, but you also robbed him of ten pieces.
Ten thousand gold coins, do you really think I will give up? If I don’t kill you today, my surname will no longer be Zhu!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Feng picked up the sword in his hand and struck Chen Dong hard with the sword.
"Whirlwind, die!"
A sharp air knife cut through the sky, carrying infinite power and slashing towards Chen Dong.
Zhu Feng heard from Zhu Sheng that Chen Dong had just gained consciousness and didn't take him seriously at all, and didn't even explore his strength.
He felt that he could kill Chen Dong instantly with one move.
Even his men thought so. Everyone was shouting and cheering in unison, but no one stepped forward to help. Everyone felt that Zhu Feng alone was enough.
Chen Dongming knew that he was no match for Zhu Feng, but he had no choice but to accept the challenge.
"Shaking the earth!"
Chen Dong also used the first sword of Xuantian Sword Technique, intending to barely block Zhu Feng's sword and then find a way to escape.
With a "whistle" sound, an air sword also cut through the sky and rushed away.
With a loud "boom" sound, the air sword and the air knife collided in the air, making a deafening sound.
"Haha, you are just a level one psychic. Do you still want to resist my level two psychic air knife?" Zhu Feng laughed, and his eyes immediately became sharp: "Break it for me!"
In Zhu Feng’s imagination.
This knife can not only break Chen Dong's attack, but also kill Chen Dong with one knife!
Chen Dong's Qi Sword was indeed broken and instantly dissipated in the air.
But Zhu Feng's air sword did not continue to move forward, but also dissipated in the air.
The two cancel each other out.
"What the hell?!" Zhu Feng's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that a first-level psychic could actually block his second-level psychic knife.
The people shouting all around were also surprised, and they stopped applauding and cheering.
"Is the information at home wrong? This guy is actually a second-level psychic?"
Zhu Feng quickly released his inner energy and went to check Chen Dong's strength.
The pinnacle of first-level spiritual communication!
Although it is different from the information at home, it is impossible for a first-level spiritual master to block his sword.
Zhu Feng's eyes instantly fell on the sword in Chen Dong's hand.
High-end weapons?
Zhu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally found the reason.
Zhu Feng has been a bandit for many years and always uses mid-level weapons.
You can't blame him, this area is indeed a bit barren, and you haven't made much money over the years.
Even if he occasionally earned a vote, he used it to buy spiritual stones, and the weapons were never upgraded.
Today is a good opportunity, this high-level weapon is his!
Zhu Feng's eyes became hot, and he immediately struck Chen Dong with several knives.
He knew that even if Chen Dong used high-level weapons and could temporarily tie him, his internal strength was not as deep as his own, and a war of attrition would be enough to kill him.
He did not let his men rush forward in droves. He felt that he alone was enough.
Chen Dong didn't expect that he could block Zhu Feng's sword, but he immediately understood that this was the bonus effect of Wu Wangjian.
This is because the King Wu Sword has been sealed and can only function as a high-level weapon!
Chen Dong was extremely excited and immediately stabbed him with his sword again.
He only mastered the first sword of Xuantian Sword Technique, so every time he went back and forth it was earth-shattering.
It didn't take long for Chen Dong to be unable to hold on any longer. He was slightly out of breath and sweating continuously.
After all, the internal strength of the first-level spiritual master is not as deep as the internal strength of the second-level spiritual master in the early stage!
Zhu Feng also noticed this change in Chen Dong.
Soon!
Zhu Feng slashed out with his knife again.
Everyone around him also cheered, as if they had seen Chen Dong's head fall to the ground.
Chen Dong was extremely anxious, knowing that he could not hold on for more than a few blows.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt blessed.
Now that he has reached the peak level of spiritual mastery, he has enough internal energy to activate the second sword of Xuantian Sword Technique. Why not give it a try?
The high-level martial arts "Xuantian Sword Technique" has seven swords in total. Each sword is more powerful than the other, and each sword is more difficult than the other!
Fortunately, the first few swords are not that difficult.
"The wind fills the sky!"
Chen Dong shouted loudly, and the second sword of Xuantian Sword Technique was thrust out quickly.
One air sword and another air sword collided in the air again.
With a loud "boom", Zhu Feng's air sword was broken, but Chen Dong's air sword still maintained one-third of its shape and continued to rush forward, cutting through the sky and splitting the air, "whispering"
A loud sound rushed into Zhu Feng's chest.
Zhu Feng looked down at his chest in disbelief. A wound as big as a fist was clearly visible.