I can travel a million miles

Chapter 133
on the plain.

Zhuang Cao ran close to the ground, his speed was like a black line, passing by from a distance.

Such a speed has already broken through the sound barrier, and it is said that it will inevitably leave a track on the ground, and it will also set off a strong storm after passing by.

However, the grassland is not turbulent.

The movement technique belonging to the master has already reached its pinnacle, and the real energy is used to almost separate all the air, reducing all resistance to the lowest level, and the whole person is like a fish swimming, even if he runs at an extremely fast speed, he can't move. Did not set off the slightest wave.

After running for a while, Zhuang Cao suddenly changed his direction, walked sideways, and entered a forest in the west. After passing through the forest for a while, he changed direction again and ran further away.

After doing this several times.

He finally slowed down a little.

"Looks like it should be fine..."

Zhuang Cao breathed a sigh of relief.

It is too terrifying for a second-grade artist to appear in this world. If the other party had appeared earlier, I am afraid that he would not have had the chance to escape from the palace and the capital at all.

Fortunately, the other party appeared late, and when he appeared, he and He Bai had already done what they should do, and had fled outside the capital city, so the possibility of being caught up was greatly reduced.

but.

Zhuang Cao, as the master and the deputy leader of the Tiansheng sect, knew the horror of the second-grade sorcerer, so he kept changing directions, covering his tracks, and fled for a full day and night before slowing down a little.

He should be considered lucky here, but He Bai on the other side is probably not so good, but he doesn't care because He Bai is a member of the Bliss Sect and has nothing to do with him.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

After gradually relaxing, Zhuang Cao turned back several times in a row, walked in and out of several towns, spent about ten days, and finally came to a mountain range in the south of Bingzhou.

A hundred miles deep into the mountains, a quiet valley finally appeared in front of him.

Zhuang Cao went all the way deep into the valley, and came to an inconspicuous cave located inside the valley, and took out a jade pot.

Swish!
Before Zhuang Cao could speak, a figure quietly appeared at the entrance of the cave.

He was dressed in plain clothes, his appearance was ordinary, and there was nothing strange about him, he looked like an ordinary person.

Although the man in front of him looked like a middle-aged man, even Zhuang Cao didn't know how old he was. He only knew that when he joined the Tiansheng sect, he was the leader.

As far as he knew, the other party had been the leader of the Tiansheng sect at least 100 years ago, and the 100 years had hardly left any traces on his body, and his appearance did not even age too much.

That alone is astonishing.

You must know that even a martial arts master can easily live to 150 years old, but once he turns [-] years old, he will still start to show signs of aging, at least his appearance will become old.

It is the legendary martial saint whose lifespan is only 200 years at most, and few martial saints in history have really lived to be [-] years old. They are often rarely seen after the age of [-], and some people even go to explore the Jedi. After going deep, there is no return.

These martial saints will also appear old after a hundred years old.

But Pang Qi, the leader of the natural religion, is different.

He was the leader of the church a hundred years ago, which means that he must be at least 150 years old. At this age, he still looks like a middle-aged person, and his temples are only slightly stained with white.

Judging by his appearance and posture, he might live for another hundred years without any problems. Shou Yuan alone has surpassed those martial saints of all ages, and also surpassed those second-grade magicians.

"Have you brought it?"

Pang Qi looked at Zhuang Cao and spoke in a calm voice.

The voice did not match the appearance, and had a vicissitudes of life.

"It's all here."

Zhuang Cao handed out the jade pot in his hand, and said in a low voice: "He Bai from the Bliss Sect asked me to cooperate. I was worried that the plan would be destroyed by them, so I cooperated with them and each took half."

Pang Qi made a false move with his hand, and the jade pot in Zhuang Cao's hand floated up and fell into his hand.

"Ultimate Bliss Teaching..."

He looked down at the jade pot in his hand, showing a pensive look, and said: "If they also have arrangements, it is really difficult to get all of them, half of them should be enough."

Punch continued to ask: "How is the situation in Kyoto?"

Zhuang Cao looked solemnly and said: "A second-grade magician appeared, and he should be able to keep it. I dare not go back and look again, for fear of being discovered by him."

"Second Grade Artist... Hey."

When Pang Qi heard Zhuang Cao's words, he couldn't help but chuckled, and said, "It's just hypocrisy. No, it's not even hypocrisy. It's just a false soul. Don't worry about him."

Hearing Pang Qi's words, Zhuang Cao's eyes showed surprise.

In the past, Pang Qi also talked about the second-grade magician, about the martial saint and the demon king. At that time, Pang Qi's tone was still a bit dignified, but this time when he mentioned the second-grade magician, it was very serious. Lightened up.

This made him think of something.

"Have you gone one step further?"

Zhuang Cao asked cautiously.

Pang Qi smiled lightly, and said: "It's still one step away from the evolution of the illusory core, and it's a little worse than the Wusheng Tianshi in terms of realm, but what I practice is the true way, and the Wusheng Tianshi is a false way, even if it's far behind The front line is no longer afraid."

"What's more, with this royal blood, you can refine an incarnation for a real person. Once a real person comes into the world, all false ways in this world will be nothing but muddy sand, which can be swept away with a wave of your hand."

When Zhuang Cao heard this, he smiled and said respectfully, "Congratulations, Master, for your success."

but.

Although he was full of respect on the surface, he was secretly disdainful in his heart.

What he is in awe of is the real person, not Pang Qi, the leader.

You must know that those celestial masters all mastered the power of celestial masters after awakening. It only takes a period of time to adapt and hone, and they will soon rule the world.

Not to mention Wu Sheng.

The eight martial saints in the past all reached the realm of martial saints when they were in their forties, and stood tall in the world.

Pang Qi has spent 150 years cultivating the true way that surpasses martial arts, but he has only now reached the level comparable to a martial arts celestial master.

I am afraid that this aptitude cannot be described as poor. If the martial saints of the past generations mastered the true way, at this age, they would no longer know what height they would stand on.

Although I spit in my heart.

But on the surface, Zhuang Cao is still respectful.

He just wants to get the approval of that real person as soon as possible, and then get a true way. He is confident that within a few decades, he will surpass Pang Qi, the leader, and reach the top of the world.

Think about this.

His heart was full of fire.

But at this moment, Pang Qi, who was smiling lightly on the front, suddenly paused, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he suddenly looked in a direction outside the valley, and shouted:

"Who hides his head and shows his tail!"

Accompanied by the sudden cold shout, Zhuang Cao was startled, but he didn't feel anything, and could only look in the direction Pang Qi was looking at.

Followed by.

Seeing the back of that piece of rock, a figure suddenly turned out, stepping on the stream flowing in the valley, walking step by step, every step landed on the water, but there was no splash.

"There are indeed some skills."

Chen Mu spoke lightly.

Neither He Bai nor Zhuang Cao could escape his pursuit, but he could only track one of them from the Tian Sheng Sect and the Bliss Sect, so he had to kill He Bai and then go back to track Zhuang Cao.

Zhuang Cao is just an ordinary grandmaster, so it is naturally impossible to notice his pursuit. Although the whole process went around in circles, it was meaningless to Chen Mu.

On the contrary, it was true that Pang Qi had some means to discover him.

"..."

When Pang Qi saw Chen Mu, his eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at Zhuang Cao next to him.

At this time, Zhuang Cao understood that Chen Mu must have followed him here, and seeing Pang Qi's gaze, a chill and anxiety surged in his heart.

However, Pang Qi only took one look, then withdrew his gaze, looked at Chen Mu again, and said indifferently: "The guest is here, but I can't greet him from afar. It's my disrespect."

Chen Mu didn't talk nonsense, he just stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

"I'll ask you to answer, and leave your whole body."

Pang Qi paused, his face turned gloomy instantly, and he said coldly: "A mere fake soul dares to be so rampant. I wanted to show you a way out, but it seems that I am too kind."

"Too much nonsense!"

Chen Mu's face was cold, and he raised his hand to strike a sword.

As the leader of Tianshengjiao, Pang Qi must know a lot of secrets, but Chen Mu chased all the way for more than ten days before catching up here, and he was too lazy to listen to Pang Qi's nonsense.

Swish! !

But seeing a white sword light, the entire valley was suddenly reflected in pure white, as if the world was eclipsed, and there was only that beam of sword light in the world, occupying the only one in the world.

Chen Mu didn't hold back too much. This blow has already mobilized nearly [-]% of his power, and already has the power to split mountains and mountains, even the demon king can hardly take this heart sword blow!
Punch changes color.

The power of this blow was somewhat beyond his expectation, far more terrifying than what he had seen before when Si Tiantai's previous generation of celestial masters attacked!
"Royal!"

Without any hesitation, Pang Qi immediately let out a low shout, but seeing him flex his fingers a little and hit a strange spell, a small clock glowing with purple light immediately emerged.

As soon as the purple clock appeared, it rose against the wind, and in an instant it turned into a height of three feet, hovering above Pang Qi's head, and dropped a purple curtain, covering Pang Qi's whole body.

At the moment when the purple light curtain hangs down.

The white sword energy also arrived.

boom! ! !
When this shot fell, the entire valley that was directly shocked seemed to explode.

Zhuang Cao next to him only felt that Tianling Gai was about to fly out, and the true energy in his body that belonged to the master level suddenly collapsed and became disordered, and he couldn't even gather together.

The air suddenly sunken and twisted, and then turned into a ripple visible to the naked eye. After a short pause, it exploded and rushed towards all directions.

Zhuang Cao raised his hand with difficulty to try to resist, but he still flew backwards.

far away.

Pieces of mountain rocks exploded, one side of the rock wall collapsed, and the stream flowing in the valley even splashed billions of water droplets, rushing into the sky.

Only Chen Mu stood with his hands behind his back, and the aftermath of the impact disappeared silently when it reached him, and the water surface under his feet did not cause any ripples.

"interesting."

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

The aftermath dissipated, but Pang Qi was still standing where he was, with a huge purple bell floating above his head, with no traces visible on it, and unexpectedly he took the blow just now abruptly!
But if you look closely, you can see that Pang Qi's complexion is paler than before.

He looked at Chen Mu in shock.

powerful!
Unbelievably strong!

Even a second-grade sorcerer shouldn't be able to strike casually, with such a terrifying momentum!

"This magic weapon is good."

Chen Mu commented, and then waved his right sleeve.

The splashes of water that had been splashed in the aftermath before were pouring down like rain at this time, and with a wave of Chen Mu's sleeves, the countless splashes all froze for an instant.

The whole world seems to have turned into a still picture, even ordinary people can see the drops of water hovering in the air.

Look carefully.

In this drop of crystal clear water, there is a sword light emerging silently!
The sky was full of water, and countless water droplets burst out, turning into hundreds of millions of sword blades in an instant, sweeping the entire valley, and everywhere the mountains and rocks were cut apart, like a divine punishment!

boom!boom!boom! !

Every drop of water hit the purple clock, and a roar erupted. The connection of hundreds of millions of water droplets made the roar sound like one, and the entire mountain range seemed to be shaking.

On the side of the valley, Zhuang Cao's entire body was embedded in the rocks, sinking several feet deep, feeling that all the bones in his body were about to collapse, and he could only watch the shocking scene in the valley.

"This is the power of a celestial master..."

He was full of horror.

Even one of the countless sword lights covering the sky and the sun would be hard for him to resist, and such sword lights almost filled the entire valley at this time, and there were countless of them.

Such a terrifying momentum even made him a little dazed for a while. Can the true way he has been pursuing all this time really be able to cultivate such terrifying power?
But this trance was only for a moment.

Zhuang Cao recovered quickly.

can!
It must be possible!

The horror of Chen Mu's momentum at this moment is indeed unimaginable to him, making him, a grand master, feel like an ant.

However, compared with the aura that belonged to a real person, this power seemed to be qualitatively different from what he had perceived before, just like the difference between immortals and mortals, they were not at the same level.

only……

Punch is not real!

Pang Qi is just the leader of Tiansheng Cult. Although his origin is mysterious and his methods are unpredictable, he may be difficult to resist Chen Mu's mighty power like Tianwei.

boom!
The last beam of sword light exploded.

The entire valley has been completely torn apart.

Pang Qi's figure appeared in the field, and the huge purple clock above his head was dimly lit at the moment, and it was even obvious that there were strands of subtle sword marks printed on it.

On the other hand, Pang Qi's breath was much weaker, and there was a smear of blood at the corner of his mouth.

He said nothing.

A final decision was made with one finger.

With a buzzing sound, the purple bell fell down, covering him inside, and then shot up through the air, flying away into the distance.

"Damn."

"How can it be so strong?"

Pang Qi's face was extremely ugly, and there was a bit of disbelief in his eyes.

With his current state, coupled with the spells he has mastered and the magical weapons he has refined, with these, no matter if he is a celestial master or a martial saint, he should have no fear.

Even if you can't win, at least you should be able to retreat unscathed.

But Chen Mu's revealed strength was completely beyond expectations, much more terrifying than the methods of the previous generation of celestial masters he had seen, and the strength of the previous two martial saints!
"The method is also good."

"Is this the truth?"

Chen Mu spoke flatly, and stepped forward.

Pang Qi's realm and means really surprised him. He was neither a magician nor a warrior in his perception. If he had to say it, he seemed to be somewhere in between.

Not only has the means of a magician, but also has the physique of a warrior, and the two are not independent, but a perfect combination.

As a result, Pang Qi's soul power is not as good as that of a second-grade magician, and his force is not as good as that of a first-grade martial artist, but he still blocked his two blows from the heart sword.

Swish!
Chen Mu made his third strike.

The majestic sword light fell from the sky, and with one blow, it landed on the distant Zizhong, blasting Zizhong and Pang Qi down from the sky, and smashed into the mountain not far away with a bang.

The entire mountain froze for a short while, and then cracked suddenly from the top, and the cracks spread all the way to the foot of the mountain, and bundles of intertwined purple and white lights bloomed inside.

boom! ! !
The entire mountain exploded.

Countless rocks splashed in all directions.

In the collapsed mountain body, the huge purple bell was revealed, but at this time the light was dim, and there was obviously a crack spreading down from the top, and finally shattered into two halves.

Pang Qi's figure was revealed from it, but his appearance at this time was extremely miserable, blood was almost overflowing from the seven orifices, his whole body was sluggish, and there was a bit of disbelief in his eyes.

"cough……"

He opened his mouth and coughed up a pool of blood.

He tried to stand up with difficulty, but before he could support his body, he saw Chen Mu's figure appearing silently among the broken rocks.

"I'll ask you to answer, and leave your whole body."

Chen Mu watched Pang Qi speak lightly.

This sentence has been said once before, but this time, what appears in Pang Qi's heart is no longer anger, but a trace of fear.

"What is a real person?"

Chen Mu asked.

"You...you can't..."

Punch's voice trembled slightly.

But before he finished speaking, a beam of sword light fell, piercing through the rock next to his neck and shattering it into countless neat small pieces.

Chen Mu said indifferently: "I don't want to ask a second time."

There was fear in Pang Qi's eyes, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he seemed to think of something more frightening, and stopped again.

And at this moment, a light yellow bead suddenly rolled down from his sleeve, rolled along the rock for a few times, and landed in a dent.

then.

The beads shone a little.

"Removing the false and preserving the true is for the real person."

A somewhat indifferent voice came from the bead, which contained a kind of boundless vastness, as if transcending everything in the world.

As soon as the voice came out, both Pang Qi and Chen Mu's eyes fell on the bead.

"Being detached from things is for real people."

"Cutting off the shackles is for real people."

"Broken fate is for real people."

"Shou Yuan Wu Wu... is for a real person!"

(End of this chapter)