Condensing true life is one of the most important stages in a warrior's life. The better you condense your true life, the stronger you will be when you advance to the Imperial Vein Realm and your true life appears.
Xu Zimo is not prepared to follow the same old path of his whole life, his goal is the World Pearl.
By turning the World Pearl into your true life, you can condense a world within your body.
Although this world is only a fake world and cannot be compared with the real world, even if it is fake, its power is extraordinary.
It is unique to be able to regard the item that ranks number one on the list of rare items in the world as one's true destiny.
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Xu Zimo was thinking about something and eating when he saw a woman in black walking up from the stairs.
As the woman went upstairs, the originally lively and noisy second floor suddenly became quiet, as if even the air had some chill in it.
The woman was wearing black leather clothes and had a very slim figure. She had short ear-length hair and a long black knife hanging behind her.
When the woman walked upstairs, many people didn't even dare to eat, and just stared at the woman blankly.
The woman looked around on the second floor and saw that there were no extra seats, so she sat directly at Xu Zimo's table.
Xu Zimo glanced at the woman, then lowered his head and started eating by himself.
The woman chuckled lightly and asked with interest: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
"What are you afraid of?" Xu Zimo replied calmly.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" the woman said with a smile.
"You can't do it, and neither can your Purgatory Holy Sect," Xu Zimo shook his head and replied calmly.
He knew this woman, but in the previous life, her name was Sha Qinghua, known as the Black Witch in the world, and she was also a saint of the Purgatory Holy Sect's generation.
Sha is a rare surname, perhaps not common, but everyone knows her ancestors.
The Killing Emperor is the second emperor of the Purgatory Holy Sect, and this woman is the descendant of the Killing Emperor.
Four words can be used to describe this woman. She is a snake-hearted woman. She is simply a murderous devil.
I heard that she was once angered by a disciple of a sect who didn't know the situation. As a result, she attacked the opponent's mountain gate and massacred the entire sect.
But what makes Xu Zimo funny is that in the previous life, such a decisive and decisive witch actually fell in love with Chu Yang.
She was as gentle and well-behaved as a cat in front of Chu Yang, and eventually became one of Chu Yang's many confidants.
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"Are you from the Zhenwu Holy Sect or the Shenri Holy Sect?" Za Qinghua asked with great interest.
Because in this far west land, there are only three Imperial Immortal Sects in total, and the only ones that can compete with the Purgatory Holy Sect are the Zhenwu Holy Sect and the Shenri Holy Sect.
"Why should I tell you?" Xu Zimo shook his head and asked funnyly.
"Don't think that because you are from the Imperial Immortal Sect, I won't dare to kill you," Za Qinghua snorted and said proudly.
"I heard others secretly call you the devil who kills people. Is it true?" Xu Zimo looked up and asked with a smile.
"You are looking for death," Za Qinghua said with an angry look on his face, and he directly pulled out the long knife from his back.
However, someone drew the sword faster than her, and with a "clang" sound, the brilliant sword light struck the back of Sha Qinghua's hand.
A very obvious scar appeared on the back of her hand. The flesh and blood inside had been completely severed, and the blood seemed to flow out desperately.
"This is a lesson. If you dare to draw a sword in front of me again, it will be your head next time," Xu Zimo said lightly.
He was still holding the dishes on the table, calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.
No one saw clearly the action of unsheathing the scimitar just now. Everyone only saw a flash of white light in front of their eyes, and the hand that killed Qinghua was already injured.
"I remember you," Za Qinghua looked at Xu Zimo solemnly and said lightly.
"Oh," Xu Zimo nodded heavily and said, "Then you have to remember it for the rest of your life. Don't forget it."
Za Qinghua looked at the deep scars on the back of his hands, turned around and left without even frowning.
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Then Xu Zimo got up and left after finishing his meal.
After Xu Zimo left, the originally silent second floor instantly became noisy again, with everyone talking about Xu Zimo's identity.
The Painting Palace has been opened a few days ago, but because the rules for entry have not yet been determined, no one can enter now.
The rules of the painting palace are basically negotiated by the three imperial immortal sects, and some other casual cultivators can only follow behind. If they are lucky, they can still drink some soup.
Now that the people from the Purgatory Holy Sect have arrived, only the people from the Zhenwu Holy Sect and the Shenri Holy Sect have not come.
Xu Zimo came to the western area of Ziyang City and saw a particularly huge palace suspended in mid-air.
This palace looks very abstract. Viewed from various angles, it looks like a painting. Whether it is the top design of the palace or the overall streamline sense, it gives people an unreal feeling.
However, this palace does exist. There are rumors that it was when Hua Qingqing broke through to the Holy Vein Realm that he drew a palace on paper on a whim.
Then there was lightning and thunder, and spiritual energy rushed ninety thousand miles away, and the palace in the painting was truly born.
I don't know if the legend is true or false.
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At this time, many people have gathered under the painting palace. This time the painting palace was born, not only the three emperors and immortal sects sent people to come.
Even first-class sects such as Xianling Sect and Shengquan Sect will come to compete.
Not long after Xu Zimo arrived here, he heard a burst of exclamation.
"It's people from the Zhenwu Holy Sect who are here."
Xu Zimo looked up and saw a huge holy ship flying very fast from a distance. As the holy ship got closer and closer, the situation above gradually became clearer.
The Great Elder was dressed in a green robe, with his white hair fluttering in the strong wind, and he slowly stood on the top of the holy ship.
Next to him, there were also three disciples standing. In addition to his grandson Shao Xingyu and eldest disciple Zhong Xin, there was also Xu Qingshan's eldest disciple Meng Kuo.
As the holy ship got closer and closer to the painting palace, a clear beast roar suddenly sounded in the distance.
Everyone looked for the sound and saw a huge golden crow flying at high speed from a distance. The golden crow was tens of meters long. It was like a sun rising slowly, and its whole body was filled with scorching fire.
"People from the Shenri Holy Sect are here too," someone nearby exclaimed.
"Tsk, these people from the Shenri Holy Sect are still so pushy," someone said disdainfully.
As the Holy Ship and the Golden Crow arrived at the same time, an old man was also sitting not far from the Painting Palace.
The old man sat cross-legged in the air, his eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and black mist filled his body, and he slowly stood up.
"Elder Shao, Elder Xing, you are finally here," the old man said with a smile.
"Elder Heiyan, I have kept you waiting for a long time," the great elder and the elders of Shenri Holy Sect also walked over at the same time.
