Zhuo Yu has always heard about how powerful those sects are, but he doesn't take it seriously because he has never seen it.
It's like if you tell him that immortals have great magical powers, he just listens and sighs in his heart, but He won't be intimidated unless he has experienced it himself.
The place where Feng Yun took Zhuo Yu went surprised him.
He was in the mountains outside Lingyun City.
He had obtained his spiritual beads from under the cliff inside.
As he expected, Feng Yun took him to the bottom of the cliff.
There was a long crack at the bottom of the cliff, with no end visible on both sides.
"Here he is!"
Zhuo Yu couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Have you been here?"
Feng Yun asked.
"Well, I have fallen from above before," Zhuo Yu replied, and then he looked at both ends of the crack in the earth, only to find that there was thick white mist.
"The end over there is the sea, and this is the way to enter the monastic world.
Fortunately, you didn't walk around at that time, otherwise you may be in danger if you just walk anywhere."
Feng Yun said, and then walked forward step by step.
Feng Yun did not fly with a sword, obviously he was wary of the danger here.
"From the world of secular warriors to the world of monasticism, you have to go through some dangerous roads."
Zhuo Yu felt the gloomy atmosphere, and his heart suddenly became hairy.
"Of course, they are two worlds.
In order to prevent a large amount of spiritual energy from flowing into the warrior world, the warrior world has been closed.
This has been happening since ancient times, but it is also very easy for ascetics to enter the warrior world. ."
Feng Yun said.
"Then what are you afraid of now?"
Zhuo Yu asked puzzledly.
"I'm afraid that I'll encounter some robbers who often block this road and rob.
Some people who come back usually have a lot of gains.
When I came here, I met a group of people, but they didn't do anything to me.
"Feng Yun said in a low voice, and both he and Zhuo Yu walked into the thick fog.
"Aren't you from the Tongxuan realm?
What are you afraid of?"
Zhuo Yu said contemptuously.
"Although those guys are not from the Tongxuan realm, their methods are very despicable.
They use poison, magic circles, and talismans."
Feng Yun cursed in a low voice.
Zhuo Yu snorted and said nothing.
Now in his eyes, there is no difference between monks and warriors.
In his eyes, they are all bullshit.
After walking for more than ten days in the thick fog, Zhuo Yu detected that there were people in front of him, and there were quite a few of them.
Judging from the true energy emanating from them, they were all equivalent to the peak innate strength, that is, ascetics.
The True Element Realm.
Tens of cultivators have entered the True Yuan Realm, but only a few can break through and enter the Tongxuan Realm.
Even among the millions of disciples in a large sect, only a hundred or so can enter the Tongxuan Realm.
"Old Feng, be careful there is someone in front of you," Zhuo Yu whispered, with black air coming out of his right hand, he summoned the Sky Shadow Sword and equipped it for battle.
Feng Yun had long known that Zhuo Yu's mental power was very powerful.
He was convinced of this.
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He took out the flying sword, wore a cloak on his body, and held the jade bottle in his other hand.
Zhuo Yu felt funny when he saw this.
The magic weapon of the monks was also part of their strength.
Their physical bodies were extremely fragile and could be easily damaged.
Unlike the demon cultivators who could fight fiercely even if one of their hands was cut off.
"Hey, a person in the Tongxuan Realm only has three magic weapons on his body, but they are still low-level and mid-level mysterious weapons."
Ding Ling sighed.
Feng Yun was afraid of death, but he didn't dare to take out the magic weapon he got in the Xuanhuo Palace.
Those higher-level flying swords are afraid of being snatched away.
"Hehe, he was very tyrannical when he met me before."
Zhuo Yu chuckled, walked up slowly, locked the three people with his mental power, and three low-level flying swords also appeared on his head.
With a whooshing sound, the three flying swords were shot out in vain, aiming at those who were ambushing in the thick fog.
Feng Yun was very surprised when he saw Zhuo Yu controlling three flying swords at the same time for the first time.
Judging from that energy, he knew that Zhuo Yu did not use real energy to control the sword, but used mental power.
At this time, he looked at the handsome man with a smile beside him, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. fear Zhuo Yu's three flying swords flew back with blood stains on them, but no sound could be heard from there.
You can imagine how far away those people were.
"Hehe, we killed three of the more powerful ones, and the others are just scum."
Zhuo Yu said with a smile.
He ran quickly.
He didn't want to stay in this thick fog all the time.
Feng Yun came to his senses in shock.
He thought that he, a dignified Tongxuan monk, could be so timid, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.
He took out a fiery red flying sword and flew up quickly, following closely behind Zhuo Yu "You are in the Tongxuan realm.
This is your confidence."
Zhuo Yu saw Feng Yun cheer up and laughed loudly.
Feng Yun said firmly: "Yes, after all, I am also a person in the Tongxuan realm, and I am much stronger than them."
"You bastards, come and die," Feng Yunchao yelled and flew out like lightning, and several screams were heard immediately.
Although Zhuo Yu couldn't see those people in the thick fog, his mental power was strong.
He locked those people with his mental power, and then used his mental power to control the flying sword and kill them.
"Hmph, they are all poor people, with nothing interesting to look at."
Feng Yun snorted coldly.
He and Zhuo Yu teamed up to quickly get rid of these people, and did not let them use those despicable methods at all.
Zhuo Yu released the three flavors of real fire, burned all the corpses, and then continued to move forward in the underground cracks.
At this time, they were all running as fast as they could, not as slowly as before.
In just seven days, they passed through the thick fog and reached the end of the crack in the ground, arriving at a lush green patch of land. on the grassland At this time, Zhuo Yu also knew why he didn't enter the monastic world from above, because there were huge mountains towering into the clouds on both sides of the crack in the ground.
There were many thunders and various crises on these giant mountains, so it was safest to proceed from the ground.
The fastest.
"As expected of the monastic world, the aura is so rich."
Zhuo Yu closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh air here.
"Of course it is, otherwise the warrior would not be so weak."
Feng Yun curled his lips and said.
In his opinion, Zhuo Yu was an alien who knew many techniques and was not an ordinary warrior at all.
"Come on, let's go to a place with people before dark."
Feng Yun urged Zhuo Yu.
Zhuo Yu was lying on the lawn at this time, looking at the blue sky, and reluctantly stood up and followed Feng Yun on the road.
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"Where should we go first?"
Zhuo Yu asked.
He didn't know much about the monastic world, but he only knew that there were various large and small monastic sects here.
"Go to the Baiyun Mountains.
There are many casual cultivators gathered there, and there are also branches of some major sects doing business there."
Feng Yun said.
It was not until evening that Zhuo Yu saw a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist from a distance.
He also learned from Feng Yun along the way that many people in the monastic world live on high mountains, because the higher the place, the more spiritual energy The more intense it is, the more helpful it is for cultivation.
"There are a total of thirty peaks in the Baiyun Mountains with cities built on them.
Entering these cities requires paying spiritual stones, and moving in requires more spiritual stones."
Feng Yun took Zhuo Yu and flew up to a mountain peak.
Zhuo Yu's Qiankun Pearl also contains some spiritual stones, which he got from the Lan Lao Tao of the Lanshan Sect.
The spiritual stones are divided into low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade.
They contain spiritual energy for people to absorb and cultivate.
Generally, they are Chinese goods serve as currency in circulation.
Zhuo Yu also knew this, so when he left, he gave all his money to Yan Beichang.
Gold and silver have no value in the monastic world.
The top of the mountain was flat, and a small city was built and surrounded by city walls.
Feng Yun and Zhuo Yu landed at the city gate, paid two hundred spirit stones, and took Zhuo Yu in.
At this time, Zhuo Yu also felt that the spiritual energy here had become very rich, almost comparable to that in his Qiankun Pearl, which made him secretly shocked.
"Old Feng, do you have a lot of spirit stones?"
Zhuo Yu asked.
"What the hell, if I had more spiritual stones, I wouldn't be in such a miserable state.
You know, I was lucky enough to break through, otherwise I would have died of old age," Feng Yun muttered.
Zhuo Yu chuckled.
No wonder he felt so heartbroken when he watched Feng Yun pay the spirit stone.
"You have made a breakthrough, wouldn't it be enough to join a sect?"
Zhuo Yu said as they walked into the city on the mountain peak and walked on the street.
There are also shops on both sides of the streets here, but they are not selling groceries, but things used by monks, such as talismans, medicinal materials, inferior elixirs, inferior flying swords, and things from low-level monsters.
Zhuo Yu took a few glances and knew that the things sold in this small shop were all low-grade goods, and the good things were not sold here.
"When you join a sect, you are controlled by them.
You must know that I am a casual cultivator.
Although I have broken through to the Tongxuan realm, I am only better than ordinary casual cultivators.
I still have no status in the eyes of those sects."
Feng Yun sighed bitterly, he didn't want to, but once he entered, he might be the kind of thug from now on, a person who specializes in handling chores.
Although he looks beautiful, he has no status.
Zhuo Yu can also understand, because Feng Yun only broke through when his life span was almost exhausted, and his qualifications are very poor.
He is only in the early stage of transformation to the mortal level of Tongxuan Realm.
They stayed in a relatively simple inn.
The cultivator also ate, but he ate monster meat and spiritual fruits, and drank spiritual wine and spiritual dew.
These were all helpful for cultivation.
Persistence, Zhuo Yu was secretly shocked: "It is difficult for these cultivators to enter Tongxuan after receiving a large amount of spiritual energy training all year round.
No wonder no one in the martial arts world can break through the innate peak, and only that idiot Dong Yan made the breakthrough accidentally. ” Dong Yan received a lot of spiritual energy because he had been practicing with Tianlei all year round.
"Old Feng, didn't you get a lot of good things in the Xuanhuo Palace?
If you take them out and sell them, wouldn't you get spiritual stones?"
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Zhuo Yu said in a low voice.
Feng Yun also said in a low voice: "You boy, what do you know?
Those flying swords are all middle-grade mysterious weapons and cannot be sold.
And those spiritual fruits and elixirs have long been eaten by my alchemy, and I am not willing to part with them."
After all, these things are much more useful than spiritual stones."
Zhuo Yu understood that Feng Yun was reluctant to part with him.
But he also knows that it is very inconvenient for the monastic world not to have spiritual stones.
His Qiankun Pearl contains more than two hundred corpses of flame wolves and many spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses, but he does not plan to sell it, because these things are the most useful for refining elixirs.
Okay, much more useful than spirit stones
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