North Journey

With the primordial spirit back in place, Shang Shixu opened his eyes and looked at Tianyue Peak in front of him.

The huge tortoise shells that had been scattered all over the ground had shrunk to a size that could be held in one hand. Chu Ze leaned on the ground with his sword to support his crumbling body.However, when he raised his head, the sword intent in those pitch-black eyes was full of an aura of indomitable progress.

This is the sword intent of Sword Master Changli, it is decisive and sharp.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but move away, and then fell on the sword again.It was a long sword with a black scabbard in a strange shape, with a faint hint of dark red in the deepest ink color.All the brilliance seems to be exhausted for this sword, and only when it is stained with blood will it burst into instant brilliance and splendor.Great ingenuity, dignified and majestic, the fierce sword Changli tempered from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, reappeared in the world after a lapse of ten thousand years.

Chu Ze's hand holding the sword was bleeding, and the palm was cut by the blade, and the blood fell from the sword bit by bit, dyeing the sword dark red.

Changli whispered in his hands, blood sacrifice is always the best way to let a fierce sword recognize you, even if Changli Sword Master chooses Chu Ze, Changli is still greedily preying on this weak Owner.

In the absence of Changli Sword Master, can Chu Ze still suppress this peerless fierce sword?

Everyone stood still, waiting for the result of the confrontation between the two.

The inheritance of the human race can be exclusive and protect its weaknesses, but the truly selected inheritors will have to go through the most severe tests in order to gain future strength.

Looking at Chu Ze's paler face, Chu Qin'er clenched her hands worriedly, but she didn't even dare to make a sound because she was worried about disturbing Chu Ze.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Ze changed his posture holding the sword, sat down cross-legged, and placed the long sword on his lap.

A dark red stream of light streaked across the sword, Chang Li was shocked, and then fell silent.

"receive!"

With Chu Ze's soft drink, Chang Li transformed into a shadow and entered Chu Ze's dantian.

Chu Ze's acquired qi, which seemed to be absent, became thicker, and the spiritual qi around him surged and merged into the direction of his dantian.

After a long time, Chu Ze finally opened his eyes and walked out from the state of trance.

"Congratulations."

Witnessing that Chu Ze obtained the inheritance of Sword Master Changli, no matter what they thought, all the people present all expressed joy in unison.

Chu Ze nodded and stood up. Because of the growth of his cultivation, the scars left on his body when he fought against Chang Li disappeared without a trace.

"elder brother."

Chu Qin'er ran over quickly, grabbed his sleeve, and looked Chu Ze up and down, wishing to strip off Chu Ze's clothes on the spot to see if there were any other unhealed wounds on his body. look.

Zhang Weiheng's speed is not slow. Although Chu Ze has not formally started, he is still his future junior.He took out a bottle of elixir from his sleeve, "This medicine is passed down from our sect, and it strengthens the foundation and cultivates the vitality. Although you have made great progress in cultivation due to the inheritance, you should still lay a solid foundation."

Chu Ze didn't refuse, and took it after thanking him. He glanced over the head disciple of the Yin Immortal inadvertently, only to find that he wasn't paying attention to himself, but was just teasing the one who had been stalking since they came here. The little turtle that stalked him.

For some reason, seeing this scene, Chu Ze felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but Chu Qin'er's words of worry and concern made his mind quickly shift away from this discomfort.

Shang Shixu pretended to be casually teasing Xuanwu in his hand, but in his mind he recalled the complicated and unspeakable look in Xuanwu's eyes when he looked at Chu Ze before.

Speaking of which, the demon king Baiqu has no way to enter the place of inheritance of Sword Master Changli, but this Xuanwu didn't seem to get off him just now...

In terms of age, it is really possible that Sword Master Changli knew this Xuanwu.It's just that whether it is official history or unofficial history, Sword Master Changli seems to hate the Yaozu.There is even a saying that when Changli Sword was first born, it was as cold and desolate as the new moon reflecting the frost, but after recognizing Changli Sword as the master, he drank the blood of tens of thousands of monsters, and the blue frost was dyed black. Bloodthirsty and easy to be elegant, she no longer has the name of Phoenix Changli in the past.

Moreover, it is recorded in the book that Master Changli Jian used his sword to prove the Tao and ascended to the fairy world. Then, why did she leave a legacy in the demon clan's territory and put the Changli Sword in it?

In a hasty glance, the figure of the sweet heart appeared in front of Shang Shixu again. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even he would not have believed that such a person could be the Changli Sword Master recorded in the history books...

After getting the inheritance of Xuanwu Relics and Changli Sword Master, the rest has nothing to do with Shang Shixu and others.The demon king Baiqu was busy comforting and "□□" those juniors of the demon tribe who had been trapped on Tianyue Peak for many days, and after discussing with Shang Shixu and others, they also decided to set off for the return voyage.

"I will send people to various sects to make amends for this incident. The priests, please be careful on the road~"

Bai Qu played with his waist-length silver hair, saying as if threatening, as if hinting.

Just as Pei Yushu was about to speak, he found that Bai Qu took a step forward, picked up the little turtle who had been lying on Shang Shixu's shoulder, and poked it.

There was only a finger distance between the two of them because of their posture, Shang Shixu wanted to take half a step back uncomfortably, but Bai Qu held his shoulder.

"Xiao Daoist, please take good care of Xiaozang~"

He whispered these words close to Shang Shixu's ear, and his warm breath blew up a strand of hair, which floated up and down slowly.

Both Shang Shixu and Baiqu's appearances can be called the most beautiful in the world. One of them has a frosty face, and the other smiles like a flower. They are so close together, showing a somewhat beautiful and ambiguous feeling.

After saying a word, the figure of the demon king floated out like catkins, and disappeared into the forest lightly.

Luo Ji, who had been absent for a long time, appeared out of nowhere, coughed awkwardly, and signaled for the group of people to set off.

This is... teasing...

Zhang Weiheng stared dumbfounded at the direction where the demon king disappeared, and then looked at his little senior brother who couldn't see any joy or anger, so what, did he fail to fulfill his responsibility to protect the little senior brother?

There were not too many disturbances on the way back, and when they set foot on land, the elders of the three factions were already waiting there.

Seeing the intact disciple, several elders who came here were obviously relieved, but they still looked at Luo Ji with some unkind eyes.

God knows, if they hadn't received a letter from their own disciples later, with regard to those vague letters from the Yaozu, they would have almost planned to kill them directly in Beihai, okay?

In terms of cultivation base, Luo Ji can still carry any one of them. Coupled with his body that has been hardened enough, it shouldn't be a big problem to fight against three. However, there are several behind these people I don't know how many years I have lived!

Luo Ji wailed silently in his heart.

Why do the monster races who have far more transformed monsters than human cultivators sign an agreement to coexist peacefully with the human race? To the point where it is about to soar?

Just like the Daoist sect, their sentence "There is no limit to self-cultivation, and there is a way to cultivate immortality" that makes most Taoist cultivators bow their heads and feet, but are you envious of demon cultivators with a cultivation level like theirs?

Although there are not many Taoist cultivators who can break through self-cultivation, once they succeed, they can ascend to the ascension in only 520 years, which is simply unreasonable!

And what about their demon cultivators?

Although he is now an elder of the monster tribe, he can barely be called a big monster, and his cultivation base is similar to those elders of the Taoist sect who have not yet found a place to die in the house, but in ancient times, he would definitely be trampled to death every minute.More importantly, as long as these stinky Taoist priests who have broken through self-cultivation continue to practice steadily, don't do anything that is not tolerated by heaven, and don't play themselves to death if they have nothing to do, they will be able to break through to them after another seven or eight hundred years. Said the realm of fairyland.And what about myself?All kinds of challenges to the limit and exercise oneself, but they may still be stuck at this level of strength for thousands of years.

Just thinking about it makes me cry, okay?

It’s not that there are no monster races who have thought about killing these human races before they grow up, but the fairy gate has been closed for more than a thousand years, and those old immortals left by the human race who are about to pile up in this world are on the verge of ascension, okay? QUR

Alas, I don't know what the demon king thinks.

Speaking of the difference in growth speed between the human race and the demon race, if the fairy gate is not opened, the high-end combat power of the demon race will become weaker and weaker than that of the human race.

Luo Ji, who had so many thoughts in his mind for a moment, still maintains the elegant demeanor of the red-crowned crane family on the surface, and does not stretch out his hands to hit the smiling faces. At any rate, all of his disciples have returned, and the elders of the Taoist sect can't get angry. out.

"I hope Yaozu will give us an explanation for this matter!"

After leaving such a sentence, it was rare for the elders to take their disciples away without even saying hello regardless of their demeanor.

The elder of Yinxianzong who came to pick up Shang Shixu and others was Zhang Weiheng's master, Daoist Pinghe. Although Chu Yuanlan was very worried about Ye Weiyan, as the head teacher, it was not easy to leave the sect at will.

Priest Pinghe first confirmed that both Ye Weiyan and Zhang Weiheng were fine, and then his eyes fell on Chu Ze, Xiao Ziyao, and Lin Li who were going to worship this time.

Among them, Chu Ze, who has not completely restrained his sword intent, is naturally the most conspicuous one.

After setting up the formation and listening to Zhang Weiheng's narration about their experience, Liu Yuanrong relaxed his frown slightly, and nodded at Ye Weiyan.

"You did a good job this time."

Then, he said to Chu Ze.

"Although you have received the inheritance of Sword Master Changli, you can't be proud of it. You still need to practice diligently before you can lose the reputation of Master Sword Master Changli."

Chu Ze bowed his head to be taught.

Liu Yuanrong saw that he got this opportunity when he first entered the Daoist path, but he was not proud of it. He nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Since the Xuanwu relics were obtained by you, they should belong to you. It's just that all the sects of my Daoist sect are always in the same spirit. , This time the disciples of the three sects went together, but I was the only one who got something from the Immortal Sect, are you willing to hand over the Xuanwu legacy to the sect and share it with the Qiyangu and Danya sects?"