Martial Arts Immortal.

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Ten days later.

A burly figure rushed through the thick fog and headed towards the huge crack that spanned the void in the distance.

In front of the crack, Lin Zheyu walked out of the thick black fog.

His body shook slightly, and all the strange black bugs attached to his body fell off.

Boom!

His body swayed slightly and he broke away, then he punched out violently, and the fallen black insects turned into powder.

"My friend is amazing. He actually dared to resist the attack of the black tide with his own body!"

A figure in green clothes walked out of the thick fog and said with a smile.

A layer of dark light flowed on his body, which turned into a special barrier that prevented the strange black insects from detecting the man's existence.

It is a special magic weapon called Ebony Glass Bead. This magic weapon is specially designed to target the black tide. It allows cultivators to walk freely in the black tide without worrying about the attacks of the seemingly endless strange black tide.

Lin Zheyu inquired about it and found out that this thing was extremely expensive and had a very single use, it could almost only be used to deal with the black tide.

Therefore, without any hesitation, he gave up the idea of ​​buying ebony glass beads.

After all, it's just a clone.

Even if one loses thousands or hundreds of clones, it is not as valuable as the ebony glass bead.

Moreover, with the "Great Art of Deceiving Heaven", it is enough to deal with the black tide.

Although it's just a clone.

However, when the main body faces the black tide, it cannot rely on the power of the void membrane of the inner universe.

Therefore, the effect of the clone's "Heaven-deceiving Art" is not much weaker than that of the original body.

"We can't help it. The ebony glass beads were damaged in the previous battle. We don't have any spare ones. This is the only way."

Lin Zheyu smiled and showed a helpless expression.

He couldn't say that he had the means to deal with it, and that this clone was worthless, and he didn't want to spend a huge amount of money to buy ebony glass beads for this clone, right?

"I am Zou Youjun of the Changsheng Sect. I came here at the invitation of the Zhan Shen Sect. What's your name, friend?"

Zou Youjun smiled slightly and took the initiative to introduce himself.

He looked at the burly man in front of him with great interest, with purple light flowing in his eyes.

This is an interesting guy. In Zou Youjun's perception, he seems to be shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly or penetrate.

Is this... the power of destiny?
Zou Youjun's heart moved slightly as he caught a glimpse of a special breath.

"Xiao Yu, a casual cultivator, also came here at the invitation of the God of War Sect." Lin Zheyu smiled and bowed.

"If Fellow Daoist Xiao wants to enter the Black Prison, it might be inappropriate to go in like this."

"In the Black Prison, you must have the Ebony Glass Bead. The endless black tide inside is enough to make it difficult for you to move."

Zou Youjun concealed the strange look in his eyes, flipped his right hand, and an ebony glass bead appeared in his hand, which he threw over casually.

"I'll lend you this ebony glass bead. Just remember to return it to me after you get out of the Black Prison." Zou Youjun said with a smile.

"Then thank you Taoist friend."

Lin Zheyu played with the ebony glass beads, and after confirming that there was no problem, he accepted it with a smile.

It's obvious at first glance that this guy is not short of money.

More friends mean more paths. Since the other party is willing to show goodwill to him, there is no need for him to reject him.

"It's just an ebony glass bead. It's nothing."

Zou Youjun waved his hands, looking very wealthy.

His figure moved slightly and walked away: "The others should be here soon, let's go over there too."

"it is good."

Lin Zheyu nodded, and walked away with Zou Youjun.

puff--

Passing through a layer of dark light, the two entered the base built in advance by the God of War Sect.

A special formation was set up outside the base, which perfectly concealed the entire base and avoided the perception of the black tide.

"This formation is quite interesting..."

Lin Zheyu looked at the formation restrictions outside the base with great interest.

If it can be integrated into the Heaven-deceiving Art, then there is no need to worry about the attack of the black tide.

But he soon found that it was difficult to implement.

What is truly powerful is not the formation restrictions, but the special materials used in the formation restrictions.

Like the ebony glass beads, the reason why the formation outside the base can block the perception of the black tide is mainly due to a kind of strange material unique to the black prison.

The formation restrictions only play an auxiliary role.

……

"Haha, Brother Zou, you're here too!"

A hearty laugh was heard.

A square-faced man walked out. He was wearing a loose black robe, revealing his strong chest. He was holding a black long sword and strode towards Zou Youjun and Lin Zheyu.

"I just happened to come here when I had some free time." Zou Youjun said with a smile.

"This fellow Taoist looks a little strange, as if I have never seen him before."

Geng Chang turned to look at Lin Zheyu, and looked at him curiously: "My name is Geng Chang, what's your name?"

"Xiao Yu, nice to meet you, Brother Geng."

Lin Zheyu smiled and greeted the other party.

Normally, unless one is a casual cultivator or has a powerful sect behind him, he will introduce himself.

This man named Geng Chang only gave his name. He was probably a casual cultivator like Lin Zheyu.

The three of them walked forward while talking and laughing.

At this time, hundreds of figures had gathered in the base.

The aura of each figure is extremely powerful, and the strength is almost above the middle stage of the Heavenly Venerate Realm.

Among them are many powerful people at the peak of the Heavenly Venerate Realm.

Only Lin Zheyu is special. Not only is he at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, but he is also just a clone.

……

"Fellow Daoist Zou, my friend is gone."

"Thank you for what you did last time. I'll return this magic weapon to you."

"Thank you, Brother Zou, for your help last time..."

……

Along the way, strong men came out one after another to greet Zou Youjun and express their gratitude.

Walking beside Zou Youjun, Lin Zheyu deeply realized what it means to have extensive connections and friends all over the world.

But no wonder.

Thinking of the other party casually lent him an ebony glass bead, it was not surprising to Lin Zheyu because of his generosity and magnanimity.

Through subsequent contacts and exchanges, Lin Zheyu soon got to know Zou Youjun better.

Zou Youjun, nicknamed Little Duobao Taoist.

His father was a renowned weapon-refining master in the Changsheng Sect, so the thing Zou Youjun had the most was magic weapons.

In addition, he was generous and liked to make friends, so he was given the title of Taoist Xiao Duobao.

This person has a good vision and is very good at judging people. The friends he makes all have their own outstanding qualities.

Even if you are unknown at first, you will eventually rise and stand out.

This is also the reason why Geng Chang took the initiative to talk and make friends with Lin Zheyu when he met him for the first time.

……

"Blood River Sword Master!"

“This guy is here too.”

Geng Chang looked at the woman in red who was emitting a terrifying murderous aura in the distance, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Blood River Sword Master?"

Lin Zheyu's expression changed slightly, and he followed Geng Chang's gaze.

He had also heard of the Blood River Sword Master.

The master of the Blood River Sword is named Yin Hongwu, a stunningly beautiful woman.

This person is a powerful independent cultivator. He was unknown when he was young. By chance, he got a chance against the will of heaven and he has been soaring to the sky ever since.

After her rise, Yin Hongwu grew by killing all the way, and with just one sword, she made a name for herself.

When he fought, his sword was like a long river of blood falling from the sky, and his power was extremely terrifying, so people with bad intentions gave him the nickname "Blood River Sword Master".

"Ms. Yin, long time no see. Is your injury from last time all right?" Zou Youjun smiled and walked up to Yin Hongwu to start a conversation when he saw her.

Seeing this, Lin Zheyu couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly. This guy's network of contacts is too extensive.

It seems that Zou Youjun and Yin Hongwu are quite familiar with each other.

"Hey, you don't know?"

"At first, Fellow Daoist Zou pursued Fellow Daoist Yin, but Fellow Daoist Yin refused."

Geng Chang chuckled softly and talked about the past between Zou Youjun and Yin Hongwu.

It can be said that Yin Hongwu was able to survive the bloody slaughter, and Zou Youjun made a great contribution to this.

After entering the War God Sect’s headquarters, Lin Zheyu separated from Zou Youjun.

Zou Youjun was quite welcomed here, and soon he was gone to a distance surrounded by a group of geniuses.

Lin Zheyu, on the other hand, kept a low profile among the crowd and mingled with Geng Chang.

This guy is also a casual cultivator. After communicating with him, Lin Zheyu felt that he was quite generous. …

"You have never joined the Loose Cultivator Alliance?"

Geng Chang widened his eyes in surprise and looked at Lin Zheyu as if he were an alien.

The Loose Cultivator Alliance is a mutual aid organization among the loose cultivator organizations.

There are a large number of independent cultivators on the Xuanhai Continent. In order to practice and live better, a large number of independent cultivators have spontaneously organized themselves into independent cultivator alliances.

The most famous among them are the three alliances of independent cultivators: Youlin Society, Futu Society, and Jinghong League.

"I joined a small mutual aid society, but after I came out of the Era of Sunset, I lost contact with it."

Lin Zheyu made up something random.

All in all, he had only been in the Xuanhai Region for a short time. During this period, he had either entered the Era of Settling Sun or been in seclusion practicing.

Moreover, in the Era of Settlement, he made friends with geniuses who came from powerful forces such as Chu Lan, Ba Hongyi, Wang Qi, and Zhi Yao.

Lin Zheyu no longer has much need for the so-called alliance of casual cultivators.

Therefore, after leaving Jiyuan Canyang, he never thought of joining any alliance of independent cultivators.

There is not much need for it.

"Uh……"

"Then you brothers in the mutual aid association are really unlucky."

"Many of my fellow Taoists I met this time also perished in the setting sun of the era, including some extremely gifted geniuses."

"The setting sun of the era is really cruel."

"It's a pity that I was busy at the time and missed this once-in-a-million-year opportunity."

A hint of regret flashed across Geng Chang's eyes.

He is extremely confident in his talents.

Although he was just a casual cultivator, Geng Chang believed that if he entered the Era of Setting Sun, he would definitely be able to enter the battlefield of all races.

I heard that on the battlefield of all races, as long as you kill a genius from another race, you will receive powerful rewards and be able to improve your own foundation.

This is what independent cultivators lack the most.

Without the support of a powerful Taoist force, it is difficult for an independent cultivator to cultivate a strong enough foundation.

"I heard that there is a powerful opportunity in the Black Prison. What kind of opportunity is it?"

Lin Zheyu brought the topic back and asked curiously.

He just asked this question, and then Geng Chang felt strange, not knowing how he was invited.

Afterwards, they inexplicably started talking about the fact that Lin Zheyu did not join the alliance of other independent cultivators.

"Oh, haha, that's getting off topic."

Geng Chang laughed and continued the previous topic.

"Under normal circumstances, Black Prison is a barren, horrific, and dangerous world, with almost no opportunities to be found."

"But, this is under normal circumstances."

"Rumor has it that the Eternal Mist floats out from the void above the 20th level of the Black Prison."

"Every time the Eternal Mist spreads, it means that an earth-shaking and inexplicable change has occurred in the Black Prison."

"Such earth-shaking changes are often accompanied by various opportunities."

Geng Chang explained with a smile.

This is why, when the God of War Sect summoned strong men to come and attack the Black Prison, so many strong men responded.

Otherwise, no monk would be willing to go in just to die.

"I see."

Lin Zheyu nodded suddenly.

"You don't even know this, so why are you here?" Geng Chang asked curiously.

He discovered that this guy named Xiao Yu knew even less about the Black Prison than he did.

Geng Chang had previously thought that the other party was a disciple of a certain sect, who had deliberately disguised himself as a casual cultivator.

Now it seems that this guy is more like a casual cultivator than him.

"I heard that there is this thing in the Black Prison, so I came here." Lin Zheyu took out a piece of turbid tungsten ore and said with a smile.

"Turbid Tungsten Ore?"

"This thing is indeed rare. If you need a large amount of Turbid Tungsten Ore, it can only be found in the Black Prison."

Geng Chang glanced at the turbid tungsten ore in Lin Zheyu's hand, and a hint of curiosity flashed through his mind.

Under normal circumstances, whether for cultivation or refining magic weapons, only a small amount of Turbid Tungsten Ore is needed, and it is rare to see a large demand for it.

However, this matter involved the other party's privacy, so he didn't want to dig into it.

"It's Luo Mengchen from the Flowing Light Holy Land. Why is this guy here too?"

Suddenly, there was some commotion in the distance.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zheyu looked over with interest and saw a familiar figure.

Luo Mengchen?
This guy is here too?

Lin Zheyu was a little surprised.

If it weren't for the fact that the divine lotus imprint on the main body didn't fluctuate at all, he would have suspected that Luo Mengchen had deduced his whereabouts.

"Tsk, you don't even take a piss to see what kind of person you are, and you still want to pursue the Blood River Sword Master."

Geng Chang glanced at Luo Mengchen in the distance and sneered disdainfully.

In other words, she has a good sister. Otherwise, Luo Mengchen is nothing. With his character, he would have died somewhere long ago.

"Oh?"

"He also likes Fairy Yin Hongwu?" Lin Zheyu's expression changed slightly, and he asked curiously.

"Yes, I have been pestering you for a long time."

"If he didn't have a monstrous sister behind him, he would have been killed by the Blood River Sword Master long ago."

Geng Chang curled his lips and suddenly smiled.

"I heard that this guy suffered a great loss in the Era of Sunset and was killed by someone."

"If his sister hadn't given him the precious chance to resurrect, he would have died long ago." Geng Chang said with a smile.

"Is there still this?"

Lin Zheyu pretended to be surprised.

"Hey, the one who killed him was a warrior."

"I heard that the guy is very extraordinary and extremely powerful, surpassing the three great geniuses of the Golden Crow Clan, Chen Yan, the Shadow God Court, Ye Yin, and Luo Youlan combined."

A look of amazement appeared on Geng Chang's face.

If this news had not come from the mouth of a genius among the casual cultivators and had not been witnessed by the other party with his own eyes, he would have doubted the authenticity of the news.

Looking at Geng Chang's surprised expression, Lin Zheyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

It feels really strange to listen to the other person talking about his other alias.

As the two chatted, time passed slowly.

Lin Zheyu thought he would meet Xia Rong, but he never showed up.

Soon, a special wave came from a distance.

"coming!"

"Get ready, we're going in!"

Geng Chang paused, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Several casual cultivators who were chatting together stood up, and Lin Zheyu walked with them towards the direction of the crack passage.

"...After the ban is lifted, it will last for thirty breaths. If you want to go in, please hurry up."

"Once you enter, you cannot leave. It will take ten days for the crack passage to reopen."

“No matter what kind of danger you encounter in there, or even if you die in it, it has nothing to do with our God of War Sect…”

A strong man from the God of War Sect glanced at everyone and said calmly.

Soon, the fluctuations coming from the crack channel became louder and louder, and faint hissing sounds were heard.

That's the sound of the black tide!
The black tides that Lin Zheyu encountered before were the ones that surged out when the crack channel opened last time.

Boom!

Suddenly, a powerful wave of energy came out from the crack channel.

All the monks moved slightly, and shot towards the crack passage, disappearing into the darkness.

Before rushing into the crack passage, Lin Zheyu glanced at Luo Mengchen in the distance.

"This guy actually came in too..."

Lin Zheyu looked at Luo Mengchen with some surprise.

After a closer look, he immediately realized that this guy was just a clone.

The Black Prison is different from the Era of Setting Sun. If one wants to obtain the opportunities in the Era of Setting Sun, one needs to go in personally.

To enter the Black Prison, you just need to send out a clone.

Not only Luo Mengchen, but also Lin Zheyu himself, Geng Chang, and several independent cultivators who were on good terms with Geng Chang, also came as clones.

After all, the Black Prison is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, you may die in it.

The avatar fell, which meant that his vitality was seriously damaged. It would take a lot of resources, time, and energy to cultivate again.

Once the main body falls, there is no room for maneuver.

Without the original body, the clone will be like a rootless duckweed. Not only will it lose the possibility to continue practicing and improving, the lifespan of the clone may also be greatly affected.

"Just clone it. If there is a chance, just deal with it." Lin Zheyu retracted his gaze, a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.

...(End of chapter)