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Fu Zhixuan led a group of true immortals and followed Chu Zheng's footsteps into the camp.

Dong Shengyu, who was far behind, breathed a sigh of relief. After pondering for a moment, she waited outside the camp, waiting for the Immortal King Fanlong to come and lead the people.

At this point, her mission has been completed, and it would be better for her and Chu Zheng not to meet each other.

Chu Zheng's identity is extraordinary, and he should not stay in a dangerous place like the battlefield of all realms. With his talent, it won't be long before he enters the Ministry of Punishment and becomes an inspector or even an angel of justice.

Although her current cultivation is stronger than Chu Zheng's, they are no longer creatures of the same level. With the credit of finding Chu Zheng today, at least her life will not be in danger in the future, and she does not need to seek any unnecessary sense of existence.

Chu Zheng did not hide his figure, and as soon as he entered the camp, he came into Song Lingxue's sight.

When she saw Chu Zheng, Song Lingxue was stunned for a moment, and then she stood up abruptly, subconsciously opened her mouth to speak, but swallowed the words back, feeling a little uneasy.

She saw the True Immortals not far away, and for a moment she was unsure of Chu Zheng’s current situation.

Chu Zheng slowly stretched out his hand and nodded with a smile: "It's okay."

Her tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and the uneasiness that had just arisen in Song Lingxue instantly dissipated. Like a young swallow returning to its nest, she threw herself into Chu Zheng's arms.

But perhaps it was because the time spent in incarnation was too long, the feeling of this reunion did not cause too much waves in Chu Zheng's heart.

Just for a moment, he realized that even though they were far away in the endless sea of ​​stars, there were still people who cared about his feelings, and his heart felt sour and bitter.

A ray of fairy light overflowed from his fingertips and penetrated into Song Lingxue's body, instantly repairing all her injuries and replenishing her missing energy and blood.

Fu Zhixuan, who was following Chu Zheng, glanced at Song Lingxue, her eyes slightly turned, raised her hand to signal the immortals to disperse, and spoke slowly:

"Fellow Daoist Chu, you must have been exhausted after traveling all the way here. I have prepared a place for you to stay. Please rest for a few days. When you have time, we can talk about the future. Now, I will not disturb you."

After saying this, she called over a cultivator from the Immortal Alliance, gave him a few instructions via voice transmission, and then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Thank you, Brother Fu. I was in a hurry last time and didn't have time to thank you." Chu Zheng tilted his head to take a look and bowed.

At that time, Fu Zhixuan helped him stop a group of cultivators from all realms, which was a great help to him. Although he still couldn't escape the disaster in the end, the kindness of helping him cannot be ignored.

What’s more, that disaster implicated an entire camp of the Immortal Alliance.

Some hidden information can also be analyzed from Fu Zhixuan's words just now. Someone from the Immortal Alliance has been following him for a long time, otherwise they would not have known that he had come all the way here.

The Immortal Alliance already knew his whereabouts, but just followed him silently all the way. This is enough to show that, at least for now, the Immortal Alliance does not have much ill will towards him.

Fu Zhixuan turned around, a little surprised, and wondered why Chu Zheng knew her last name.

After a slight hesitation, she reminded cryptically:

"It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning. The previous incident in the camp has been investigated by our Immortal Alliance's Angel Judge. The main culprit has been executed. I hope Fellow Daoist Chu will not take it to heart and do not publicize it too much."

Hearing this, Chu Zheng's heart moved. Fu Zhixuan's implication was that she wanted to cover up the matter. It seemed that the Immortal Alliance had already found out that it was someone from the Martial Hall who did it, but they did not intend to pursue it, probably for the sake of the overall situation.

And according to the meaning of these words, the martial arts master who had previously attempted to kill him is actually dead.

Fu Zhixuan said nothing more and left.

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The residence that Fu Zhixuan prepared for Chu Zheng was itself a low-grade immortal treasure, containing the universe within. It was somewhat similar to the Tianwen Immortal Fire Palace in the Taixuan Holy Land. It had all the necessary internal organs and was a complete cave dwelling.

There are ripples on the water in the warm spiritual spring.

Song Lingxue lay on the side of Chu Zheng's neck, wiping the blood off her back, which was as smooth as jade. Every inch of her muscles and bones contained terrifying explosive power.

Feeling the almost perfect body in his arms, Chu Zheng couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Just from Song Lingxue's current physical body, he could see some clues. The practice method of "Wu Jing" was quite amazing, but he always felt that something was wrong.

There is no perfect method in the world, and many methods of practice will have some flaws to a greater or lesser extent.

However, the martial arts manual that Song Lingxue mentioned was so powerful and perfect, with no apparent shortcomings at all. This was obviously not in line with common sense.

"Do you have the original copy of the martial arts classic? Can I have a look?"

Chu Zheng raised his hand and held Song Lingxue's waist, steadying her body, his expression solemn.

He was a little worried that the martial arts classics might have some unknown side effects.

Song Lingxue's eyes paused slightly, avoiding Chu Zheng's gaze, bit Chu Zheng's neck lightly, and said incoherently:

"Why are you asking this right now? Can you please focus?"

After a while, Chu Zheng calmed down and spoke again:

"Why did you come to the battlefield of all realms?"

"I heard the news that you had entered the realm of True Immortal, and I was worried that the Immortal Alliance might harm you, so I came here."

Having said this, Song Lingxue collected her scattered thoughts and said slowly:

"I wanted to come alone to look for you, but the Martial Palace sent other people. A great sage and six saints came with me, but they are all dead now. At least the great sage is dead for sure."

Chu Zheng frowned slightly, his eyes fixed, "Is that martial arts saint called You Biyue?"

Hearing this, Song Lingxue's expression changed, and she immediately asked, "Have you met him?"

"Yes, he tried to kill me, but I managed to escape unharmed."

Chu Zheng concealed some of the dangers and said lightly: "When he attacked, he also destroyed a camp of the Immortal Alliance. I think he was found out by the Immortal Alliance and died because of that."

"Wu Dian actually wants to kill you."

After a moment of shock, Song Lingxue fell into deep thought, muttering: "No wonder... the Immortal Alliance now treats you as a distinguished guest. They came to you, but in fact they are targeting the Immortal Alliance. I'm afraid they are already secretly preparing for a war."

After she finished speaking, she was a little confused again: "Why would the Immortal Alliance help you?"

With the examples of Shang Cangyun and Zhao Tingxian, the Immortal Alliance should not be like this, and Chu Zheng is not a pure immortal cultivator.

Chu Zheng shook his head slightly: "I'm not sure, but it should be related to that Taoist Ancestor."

“Daozu…”

Song Lingxue was slightly stunned, and then suddenly reacted, her expression unable to hide her surprise: "Could it be that the Dao Ancestor who monopolizes 25% of the Heaven's Luck in the universe is the one you burned the book and presented the petition to on the day of our wedding?"

Wedding...

Chu Zheng paused for a moment, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He almost forgot that when he was in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he married Song Lingxue and burned books to submit a petition to Daozu. At that time, he had received a faint response from Daozu.

But since then, there has been no information from Daozu. No matter how we contacted him, there was no response, and the same was true through Daozu's golden body.

"So what are you going to do next?"

Song Lingxue did not dwell on this. Her expression became more serious as she said softly, "There have been significant changes in the Martial Palace in recent years. I'm afraid that the Immortal Alliance may not be safe anymore."

"What do you mean?"

Chu Zheng came back to his senses and was a little surprised. If the Immortal Alliance could not be considered safe, then for him, the only escape route in the universe was the Chaos Sea.

"I learned some information from some monks from the Martial Hall in the Ten Thousand Worlds Battlefield."

Song Lingxue sat up straight, her face solemn:

"The Martial Palace defeated the alien species in the battlefield of the heavens. It is said that the Martial Ancestor fought alone against two beast ancestors, Yuxuan and Linxing, at the top of the long river of time and space, and destroyed the destiny of the heavens in one fell swoop."

"The heavens originally occupied 15% of their luck, but now only half is left, not far from the Chaos Sea. The 10% of luck that was broken up is rapidly leaning towards the martial arts. Emperor Tian Xing Wu has returned to the Martial Hall and is absorbing the scattered luck, preparing to enter the Ancestral Realm."

"Emperor Tian Xing is the youngest Martial Emperor in the Martial Hall. If it weren't for his lack of luck, he would have already entered the Ancestral Realm. He has been in the Semi-Ancestral Realm for many years. This time, he should be a sure thing."

"To enter the ancestral realm, do you still need the blessing of destiny?" Chu Zheng was a little surprised. This was something he had never understood before.

"This is what I learned in the Martial Hall. If you want to become a patriarch, luck is indispensable." Song Lingxue nodded and said, "If you lack the blessing of luck, even if your talent and cultivation are sufficient, it is difficult to enter the ancestral realm. Therefore, all paths have to compete for luck. If there is one more ancestral realm, the situation will be completely different."

Chu Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "How much luck is needed to enter the ancestral realm?"

Song Lingxue thought for a while and guessed:

"There are only three beast ancestors in the universe, accounting for 15% of the destiny. I think half of it should be enough."

Half of it is destiny.

Chu Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and almost instantly he thought of the Chaos Sea.

The Chaos Sea, neither more nor less, occupies exactly half of the discrete destiny.

If the destiny in the universe has already been taken care of, the Chaos Sea is undoubtedly the last ticket to enter the ancestral realm.

"In the future, the universe will definitely not be as peaceful as it is now."

Song Lingxue sighed softly: "Those alien species in the heavens must be trying their best to fight for the scattered destiny. Even if they can take back half of it, a newly promoted beast ancestor will find it difficult to resist the Martial Palace."

In other words, after this battle, the Martial Palace will occupy at least 25% of the destiny, which is equivalent to the Taoist Ancestor who is not famous in the world.

Chu Zheng took a deep breath, his heart sinking. If he wanted to protect himself, he would need to practice faster and have more trump cards.

The Immortal Alliance most likely hopes to contact Daozu through him, but now, he does not have the ability to do so.

After the plan failed, it was still unknown how the Immortal Alliance would react.

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In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Outside the Immortal Palace, Fu Zhixuan paced back and forth, occasionally looking up at the tightly closed palace door, with a tangled expression, muttering to herself:

"Young couple, reunited after a long separation, I can understand..."

After a while, she paused and couldn't help rubbing her forehead, her expression becoming more complicated: "But it's been more than half a month, when will it end?"

At the beginning, I asked Chu Zheng to rest for a few days before talking, originally wanting to give him some time to prepare and think, but I never thought Chu Zheng would be so rude and really stay like this.

Half a month has passed, and there is still no sign of coming out.

Now the war preparations have reached the final stage and the war is about to break out. She is also overwhelmed with many things and needs to deal with Chu Zheng's affairs as soon as possible so that she can deal with the matters at hand with peace of mind.

Among the many true immortals in the lower realm, her cultivation is not the highest, but her say is extremely important. Many things require her approval before they can be implemented.

Above the camp, Dong Shengyu squatted in the clouds, his expression also full of confusion.

In order to prevent Chu Zheng from taking the opportunity to escape, she kept a close eye on the Immortal Palace, not daring to miss any movement nearby.

Her body was born from a spiritual wood, and she had already passed through the half-tribulation of yin and yang, so she was extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of vital energy.

In that fairy palace, the interaction and fluctuation of yin and yang energies has never stopped since half a month ago.

“It’s great to be young…”

She could only sigh like this. As the Immortal King Fanlong's cultivation level improved and the wars became more frequent, he had completely avoided women for the past ten thousand years. Without the nourishment of the Immortal King, her cultivation speed slowed down a lot.

Just as Dong Shengyu's thoughts were becoming more and more scattered, a whisper suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Where is Chu Zheng?"

Two months had passed since she discovered Chu Zheng's whereabouts and sent a message. Finally, Immortal King Fanlong found the time and rushed here.