Under One Person: Communicating with Xiao Zizai about his condition at the beginning

Chen Zhuo never knew if there would be any important moment in the future, and he might be able to ask him for help.

After the group got to know each other.

We went hiking together, chatting.

The main reason was that Wang Ye was quite curious about Zhang Chulan, the heir to the source of Qi and a disciple of the Wild Heavenly Master's Mansion.

As the two were talking, Wang Ye suggested that he could take Zhang Chulan to see the old Taoist priest.

He also happened to be going to pay a visit on behalf of the leader of the Wudang Sect.

The reason why Zhang Chulan was willing to get involved in the muddy waters of the Luotian Grand Ceremony was that he wanted to know about his grandfather's past from the old Taoist priest.

It was a perfect match.

However, Chen Zhuo was not interested. He knew that nothing would happen if Zhang Chulan did not recognize him as a relative.

The old Taoist priest was determined to have him participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

Only when Zhang Chulan wins the championship and inherits the position of Heavenly Master can he know the truth of everything.

But when the time comes, will I be able to say it out loud?

That raises another question mark.

The Feng siblings and Chen Zhuo said goodbye to Wang Ye, Zhang Chulan and others on the mountain road. They were going directly to the back mountain.

After Zhang Chulan and others left.

The three continued to climb up the stone steps.

The closer you get to the back mountain, the more the surrounding mountains and forests tend to be in an undeveloped and primitive ecology.

Ordinary tourists are becoming increasingly rare.

I don’t know since when, but those who travel back and forth have all become extraordinary people with innate Qi in their bodies.

Chen Zhuo and others walked out of the forest.

A bottomless abyss suddenly appeared before everyone.

A Taoist priest in a blue robe stood on the edge of the cliff with a smile on his face, like a tall and straight pine tree.

"Everyone, if there is no other means."

"Just go through these ropes."

The Taoist said calmly.

Behind the Taoist priest.

The cliffs on both sides were about ten feet wide. The mountain wind was howling, causing the rope across the cliffs to shake continuously.

Ordinary people would probably feel weak in the knees and stop in their tracks if they just took a look down the cliff, let alone walk up the rope.

But I was able to come here today.

They are all extraordinary people with unique skills.

Some people were not afraid at all. They jumped up with a loud laugh and instantly flew off the cliff like a gust of wind passing through the air.

His body flipped in the air and landed on the opposite cliff.

Those who were more low-key also stepped directly onto the rope, walking steadily as if walking on flat ground.

Chen Zhuo clicked his tongue twice:

"Those who came here are truly extraordinary experts."

"Just this cliff."

"The dividing line between ordinary people and extraordinary people has been clearly drawn."

The Taoist priest on the edge of the cliff bowed to the three people:

"You three, please."

Feng Shayan took the lead.

With a swing of his body, he disappeared from the spot out of thin air, then suddenly appeared high in the air, and then disappeared again in a flash.

Suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the cliff.

Feng Shayan has used space transfer to such an amazing degree that it has attracted the admiration of the people around her.

Feng Xingtong leaped up.

A black spirit emerged from the air like a water wave, and a slender hand reached out and grabbed Feng Xingtong's palm, like a swing, and suddenly exerted force, throwing him to the other side of the cliff.

Looking at Chen Zhuo again, he was not so conspicuous. He was just like other ordinary strange people, walking on the tightrope honestly.

suddenly.

A voice sounded in my ears:

"I am Jia Zhengliang from the West."

"I heard that my good-for-nothing elder brother was beaten up with high heels by a long-haired, messy girl in Tianxiahui."

"Then, a sloppy man in a suit crushed the Dragon Pecking Cone with his bare hands, destroying the years of hard work he had put into refining it."

"I heard that person's name is Chen Zhuo."

"is it you?"

Chen Zhuo glanced sideways.

Suddenly, a young man with red hair and yellow skin appeared beside him. He also had his hands in his pockets, as if he was floating in the air.

It floated forward in parallel with the speed of Chen Zhuo's steps.

Chen Zhuo smiled:

"it's me."

Jia Zhengliang.

A talented young man from Jia Village.

Judging from the story of "If there is Yu, why is there Liang?", he is more talented and capable than Jia Zhengyu, and has a broader temperament.

but……

"Although my eldest brother is useless and narrow-minded, he is from Jia Village after all, and he is also my eldest brother."

"I have to get this place back for him."

Chen Zhuo continued to move forward. He could feel the arrogance in Jia Zhengliang's heart, as strong as a flame.

Snapped.

Chen Zhuo lit one.

He started to puff out smoke right in the air above the cliff.

"How are you going to find it?"

Jia Zhengliang never smokes.

He subconsciously frowned when he smelled the faint smell of smoke, and his body floated away a little.

"Feng Baobao participated in the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

"I'll beat her in the big game."

"But you didn't participate, so I want to arrange a private competition with you."

Fu, Chen Zhuo exhaled a smoke ring.

"no problem."

"I think we might as well stay here."

Chen Zhuo stopped and stood steadily on the rope.

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"We'll decide the outcome with one move."

"How about if you can force me off this rope, you win?"

Feng Shayan in the distance even shouted:

"Hey, red-haired boy!"

"Don't look for trouble, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?!"

Jia Zhengliang glanced at Chen Zhuo, who had a calm expression on his face. He read disdain in his indifference.

Humph.

Do you think I'm as useless as my brother?

Jia Zhengliang ignored Feng Shayan.

Between waving hands.

Ten flying knives that could slay immortals were already suspended around him, spinning around and flashing with a cold light.

Feng Xingtong, who was standing on the cliff, was speechless with shock:

"Ten, ten imperial weapons?"

It is not easy for an ordinary person to refine an imperial artifact. Even Jia Zhengyu only has three dragon-pecking spikes.

Jia Zhengliang can actually control ten flying knives at the same time. This kind of control and talent is simply incredible!

Feng Shayan knocked Feng Xingtong on the head.

"Look carefully, there are twelve!"

"There are two flying knives under his feet. Do you really think he is a god who can float in the air without falling?"

Feng Shayan's expression was solemn, and she looked worried:

"He's a tough guy."

"Brother Zhuo is on the rope above the cliff and can't escape. Isn't he being too arrogant?"

Jia Zhengliang enjoyed the shock of others.

Showing a proud look:

"It's not too late for you to regret it now."

Chen Zhuo smiled slightly and snapped his fingers.

The cigarette butt in his hand drew an arc and flew towards Jia Zhengliang, but was blocked by his Qi barrier.

"bring it on."

In Jia Zhengliang's view, Chen Zhuo's behavior was undoubtedly a provocation of extreme contempt.

Jia Zhengliang snorted coldly:

"Then it's as you wish..."

"One strike determines the outcome."

After saying that, he waved his hand and reached out.

The ten flying knives that could slay immortals instantly transformed into ten sharp cold lights, drew several strange arcs, and flew towards them from all directions!

For a moment, a sharp scream pierced the sky!

Chapter 18 Won a Flying Knife

The sword wind whistled, and ten flying knives came one after another!

Block all the space around Chen Zhuo.

At the moment of lightning.

Everyone saw that Chen Zhuo also moved.