Chapter 320

Chen Luoyang tapped his jade pendant lightly.

A red light flashed on the jade pendant.

Wait for a moment, the red light flashes again

Chen Luoyang waited patiently.

In the evening of this day, he felt that someone was approaching the dark underground world.

Under Chen Luoyang's control, a path opened up in the dark world.

Zhang Tianheng walked in with a package the size of a hill in his hand: "Master, what you ordered."

He put down the items one by one: "There are a total of 104 poisonous plants and flowers here, as well as Cangyun Lingquan, Wuxu mud, Longshou sand, and the sap squeezed from the branches and leaves of the spiritual heart tree..."

"Very good." Chen Luoyang nodded: "I'll leave it to you on the mainland of China, especially pay attention to the emergence of new void portals."

Zhang Tianheng nodded: "This subordinate obeys orders."

Chen Luoyang looked him up and down, nodded slightly: "The entry is good."

"All are cultivated and taught by the leader of Duomeng." Zhang Tianheng knelt on one knee, fanaticism looming in his eyes.

The ancient divine religion unified China, and it was naturally much stronger in terms of resource collection and collection than when there was only a corner of the Southern Desolation.

Naturally, the cultivation strength of the masters in the ancient god religion also benefited accordingly.

Zhang Tianheng was already extremely talented, but he joined the teaching later than Wang Fei, Nie Guangyuan, Xiao Yuntian and others, and had a shorter time in contact with the superior martial arts of the ancient god religion, so his cultivation level was slightly inferior.

He had already reached the peak of the tenth realm before, and could break through at any time.

After taking over the position of the head of the White Tiger Palace, he followed the ancient god religion to sweep across China. With high spirits, it will happen naturally, and he will naturally reach the eleventh level.

And with the integration and collection of the resources of the vast land of Shenzhou by the ancient gods, especially after the continuous battles with the masters of the world on the snowy plateau of Chen Luoyang and the ocean of the East China Sea, Zhang Tianheng also benefited from teaching everyone in the sect.

Now his whole body is different from before, but he still needs some time to accumulate, but he is not far from the twelfth realm.

Chen Luoyang watched the other party leave, nodded in his heart, and then shook his head.

With the growth of his own cultivation and strength, Shenzhou Haotu's repulsion to him is getting stronger and stronger.

When the time is right and I am ready, I will go to the world of mortals after all.

After going there, why don't I say it first, in order to maintain enough control over Shenzhou Haotu, it needs capable people to sit in charge.

Right now, benefiting from the harvest from the world of mortals and the integration of resources from the vast land of Shenzhou, the Ancient Divine Sect of Shenzhou as a whole is bound to usher in a leap forward.

Just don't know if the speed is enough.

If you go to the world of mortals by yourself, if you are completely isolated from the head teacher, you won't mention it. If you want to have a plan in the head teacher, you also need to bring your acquaintances up.

At that time, who will go to the world of mortals and who will stay in the vast land of Shenzhou still needs to be carefully considered.

Chen Luoyang calmed down, focusing on his own cultivation first.

He first took Tianxin sand, Tianlin manna, Cangyun Lingquan, Wuxu mud, Longshou sand, and other treasures to reconcile them.

Then, he started something that seemed completely unrelated to martial arts training.

Pottery.

However, Chen Luoyang's method of making pottery was completely different from that of ordinary craftsmen.

No matter how you look at it, the way he makes the blanks seems to be a weird fist.

When one blank was scrapped, Chen Luoyang replaced it with another one, persevering.

Along with this process, a fist intention gradually became condensed and formed.

In front of Chen Luoyang, an ancient god gradually stood still and looked at him.

With the completion of the pottery blank, Chen Luoyang fired it into shape.

A black clay pot with a simple and simple appearance appeared in front of Chen Luoyang.

Chen Luoyang clenched his fist forward with five fingers in one hand, raised his fist, and waved his other hand lightly in the air.

Hundreds of poisonous weeds and flowers all flew in front of him, densely distributed in mid-air.

Chen Luoyang took them one by one, bit half of it and swallowed it, and put the other half into the black clay pots he had fired one by one.

Every kind of poisonous herb, not to mention mortals who do not practice martial arts, even warriors with low and medium cultivation levels, will die instantly without any hope of surviving.

However, with Chen Luoyang's current cultivation base, these poisonous flowers and weeds were not much different from ordinary spirit flowers and herbs.

If you eat it directly, even if you don't use energy to resolve it, it will have no effect, and it will be useless if the amount is added up.

There are only a very limited number of them, so he needs to pay attention to them, silently practice the profound arts, and eliminate the influence of them.

After taking all the one hundred and four kinds of poisonous flowers and weeds, Chen Luoyang's fist changed slightly.

In the eyes of the god, there was gradually a divine light flickering, as if the real ancient gods and demons had come to this world.

In the black clay pot in front of him, many poisonous substances have gathered, and purple poisonous smoke has gradually begun to be produced, even showing a faint brilliance of various colors.

It looks bright and colorful, but it makes people feel creepy when they see it.

Chen Luoyang's expression remained the same, and his fist changed slightly again.

The god stretched out his palm and covered the black clay pot.

Time passed bit by bit.

As time went by, Chen Luoyang's fists became more and more refined.

In the end, the huge appearance disappeared, but the fist became stronger and stronger.

Chen Luoyang pressed his own palm on the black clay pot.

There was a slight twinkle in his eyes.

The palm of the hand did not move, but the black clay pot under the palm cracked a crack.

More gaps followed, until the black clay pot was completely shattered.

However, after the clay pot was shattered, the hundreds of poisons that were originally sealed in it had all disappeared, not even a single bit of dross and ashes could be seen.

As if they had never been sealed in clay pots.

The many fragments of the shattered black pottery pot did not stop at all, and quickly turned into powder one by one, becoming finer and finer, until they all disappeared completely.

It was as if Chen Luoyang had never fired such a black clay pot.

He withdrew his palms, sat cross-legged silently on the spot, adjusted his breath with concentration, recited boxing scriptures silently, and comprehended boxing techniques.

In my mind, the mysterious black pot appeared again, with a dark golden light flashing on the surface.

On the surface of the pot, a circle of simple but mysterious runes kept flickering.

And in this dark golden light, the god standing just now can be vaguely seen.

As Chen Luoyang recuperated, the dark golden brilliance in his eyes turned black again, and the god projected by the light on the mysterious black pot in his mind also disappeared.

Chen Luoyang let out a breath slowly, stood up and left the stone hall, looking at the dark underground world in front of him.

Outside the stone hall, in the gloom, a towering divine tree, with a faint cyan light flashing on its surface, emanates a graceful artistic conception of power from it, echoing the dark underground world in front of you, communicating with each other, and promoting each other.

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In the world of mortals, the war between good and evil is still going on, and there are even signs of intensification.

However, during the battle, Xiaoxitian and Tianhe's masters retreated from the line of fire and headed to Nanchu.

"Master Shankong, Mr. Gao, thank you for coming from a long way, and Mr. Hua will welcome you from afar."

Hua Longtao, the great general of Southern Chu, bowed his hands in salute.

There were two people in front of him, an old monk in gray clothes, and a middle-aged man in his forties.

The old monk is Xiaoxi Tiansu old master Shankong, he clasped his palms together and said, "General Hua, you are welcome."

And the middle-aged man on the other side is Gao Nanzhai, a master of swordsmanship from Tianhe's lineage, "Yangyan Sword".

He looked at Hua Longtao in front of him and asked: "General Hua, what you said before, is there enough heaven and earth orders to allow me to descend to the world under the world of mortals?"

Southern Chu Shenwu General Hua Longtao replied: "There is only one Qiankun Token of the Xiantian Palace here, but I have also raised a heaven-falling stone and a roll of empty gauze, which are enough to ensure that the three of us will descend together into the world of mortals." That side is the vast land of Shenzhou."

Gao Nanzhai nodded: "That's the best. This time, Chen Luoyang must be killed, and he will avenge Junior Brother Yang and Junior Brother Yu."

He turned his head to look at Xiaoxitian's Master Shankong: "This time, Master Lao will come out of the mountain."

Master Shankong clasped his palms together: "Amitabha, Master Gao's words are serious."

"The devil's strange treasure is secretive. If there is no master to bring the Ksitigarbha Wheel to the world of mortals, it will be difficult to restrain the other party's methods." Gao Nanzhai said: "Junior Brother Yang and the others have learned from the past. We have to guard against it."

He said, looking at Hua Longtao: "General Lao Hua also made a move to restrain the devil's 'Ru Shou'."

Hua Longtao smiled: "As long as there is no oppression from the darkness of the earth, with Mr. Gao's swordsmanship, although 'Liu Harvest' has influence, it is not harmful."

Gao Nanzhai said: "A little deviation is fatal enough. Don't be careless. If the devil doesn't have some real talents, even if he has a treasure in hand, he won't be able to kill Junior Brother Yang and the others."

"Mr. Gao's words are true." Hua Longtao said: "The secret of his treasure is leaked, and we will be wary if we think about it. We need to be careful that there are people from the ancient gods who came to the world to help him secretly."

"Although this dynasty is fighting fiercely with the ancient god religion, as long as one of them goes down, it may have an impact on the battle situation."

The Southern Chu general said: "So Hua feels that we may need more help from experts."

Gao Nanzhai murmured, "We don't have any suitable staff for the time being."

The Tianhe lineage is expensive and not expensive. Although the population is small, most of them are strong, and all of them can almost be called direct descendants.

But after all, the number of people is too small, and when it comes to the fifteenth realm, it is even more limited.

With Yang Xuan's body dead, the king's land is gone, and the battle with Xuehe has to be taken into account, it is already the limit to be able to separate a Gao Nanzhai.

Although Xiao Xitian has a lot of people, it is difficult to have more candidates for direct masters of the fifteenth realm.

Southern Chu Shenwu General Hua Longtao said: "Hua naturally understands this, why not our court? But fortunately, there are other masters who can go with him, and he himself has a treasure that can come down to the world of mortals."

Both Gao Nanzhai and Master Shankong asked, "Which family is it?"

Hua Longtao took out a talisman and lit it, and the talisman turned into brilliance and floated in midair.

Then he stretched out his hand to daub a few times on the radiance.

Not long after the radiance dissipated, Gao Nanzhai and Master Shankong felt someone approaching from afar.

Before the visitor had time to show up, Master Shankong folded his palms together and whispered the Buddha's name, while Gao Nanzhai frowned slightly.

When the other party appeared, Gao Nanzhai immediately glared at Hua Longtao.

"People from Fusang Island?"

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