Chapter 460

Zhang Qingyuan was still very curious about the sect to which the red-robed bishop belonged.

It's a pity that during the battle, the opponent did not reveal the slightest news.

It can only be seen from Guo Sancai's reaction that the sect is probably not a good idea, and its strength is not weak.

"This mask, perhaps the identity certificate of that sect?"

Zhang Qingyuan thought to himself in his heart.

Then he shook his head slightly,

Whether it's an identity certificate or not, it certainly doesn't have much effect on him now.

Zhang Qingyuan can only temporarily throw it back into the corner of the storage bag. If there is a chance to meet people from that sect in the future, this thing may have a chance.

"weird stuff!"

Thinking back to that sect, Zhang Qingyuan felt strange.

From this to the end, in the process of fighting against the red-robed bishop, Zhang Qingyuan seemed to have never used any magic weapon, and he didn't even have any magic weapon of his life.

You must know that the natal magic weapon can rely on the power of hard work to forcibly overload and explode, and at the cost of losing itself, it can explode several times or even ten times more power.

This is undoubtedly enough to become the trump card for ordinary cultivators to decide the outcome of life and death.

But the red-robed bishop did not!

At the seventh level of Quasi-True Yuan, there is not even a single natal magic weapon!

His own net worth is more than the value of a magic weapon, which is very unusual!

"Unless, for some special reason!"

A thought flashed in Zhang Qingyuan's mind.

Maybe in the future, people who come into contact with those sects will get the answer.

And for this,

Zhang Qingyuan had a vague hunch that he might not meet again for too long.

The strange world of death, the unknown horror, the unknown old man's phantom gatekeeper, the catastrophe in the other's mouth, and the mysterious sect and "sacred skeleton" drawn from behind...

In addition to himself, he obtained the spiritual weapon Jianwan, and for some unknown reason, he received the guidance of the gatekeeper, and even let Jianwan swallow the golden giant pillar standing on the high platform.

kinds of them,

I am afraid that it has already been involved in some continuous relationship with it.

"Forget it, no matter what, the soldiers will block the water and cover the soil. The only thing I can do is to continuously improve my strength to deal with the dangers that may come in the future!"

"Other things, I will naturally know when I have a chance in the future."

"Strength is the foundation of everything!"

Zhang Qingyuan made up his mind.

After finishing all the harvests, Zhang Qingyuan stood up and left.

He joined Lin Yan who was meditating and resting outside.

Seeing that Zhang Qingyuan's cultivation had improved again, Lin Yan's pupils shrank slightly, but he felt more calm and calm in his heart.

After a brief exchange, the two did not stay for long, and directly embarked on the road to return to the sect.

...

Another month passed in the blink of an eye.

The two of them took a detour, bought some local specialties in some cultivation cities in Xihuang, and then returned to Zongmen Yuzhou local land through the teleportation array, and finally spent a lot of time detouring back to Zongmen.

Within the range of Yunshui Sect's inner gate, somewhere in a mountain pavilion.

"Brother Zhang, don't let it go today!"

"Okay, see you at the Inner Sect Big Competition in a few days!"

The matter here is over, the two of them exchanged greetings, and then said goodbye one by one.

Speaking of which, Lin Yan didn't gain much in this line, and he almost even left his life there due to the sudden change in the secret realm that day.

But Lin Yan didn't care much either.

At least for him, the transformation of his state of mind has been an extremely rewarding harvest.

As for Zhang Qingyuan, let alone making a fortune in silence.

If he can tell what he has gained from this trip, he can't say that even Lin Yan himself has a lemon in his heart.

Both are relatively satisfied with the line to a certain extent.

After parting,

One by one, they each flew towards the location of their own peak veins.

"There are still two months before the Inner Sect Competition!"

on the way back,

Zhang Qingyuan was quite excited when he saw many monks on the road, some were the children of the sect of the Yunshui sect, and some were the leaders of some medium and large forces under the jurisdiction of the sect who had certain qualifications to come to watch the battle.

The topic is all about the upcoming Neimen Dabi.

There is talk about the strongest genius among the inner disciples today, arguing who can get the first place.

Some people lamented that this year's Yunshui Sect's inner sect disciples are full of talents, and geniuses are emerging one after another. The disciple named Yan Kuangtu who entered the inner sect more than ten years ago is already qualified to compete for the top ten and can compete with many ages. An old disciple who is far older than him competes.

There is also talk of a wonderful conflict in recent times.

Now the entire Yunshui Sect is undercurrent, like boiling water that is about to boil.

To this,

Zhang Qingyuan, who turned into a flash of light and flew by, just listened to it for a while, and didn't care much, and continued to fly in the direction of Xuanshui Peak.

Some information about the inner disciples of the sect may need to be collected before participating in the competition.

It's just that he has just made a breakthrough in the outside world now, and he needs to return to the cave to recuperate, stabilize his cultivation base and enter the realm, and incidentally study the situation of the barren sky.

In addition, there are some smart guys in the sect itself to summarize and sell information.

This is always more credible than the news that you can hear.

"In two months, it is estimated that there is no way to integrate the three pills and refine the pills, and even if the pills are successfully refined, it will take time to refine and improve, and it is impossible to quickly refine them in a short period of time. The cultivation base will be improved."

"So after you have stabilized your own realm, you should focus on the handling of the Wannian Bell Spiritual Milk, and practice the barren body refining art at a faster speed."

"If I can successfully practice this ancient body refining technique before the finals, it will definitely be a big improvement for my strength!"

Zhang Qingyuan thought for a moment in his heart.

Already have an idea.

The escape light accelerated, and soon entered the range of the mountain gate.

However, Zhang Qingyuan also remembered that he first went to the Zongmen Miscellaneous Hall to exchange for a high-level practice room, so as to improve his strength as much as possible before the inner door competition.

In front of the real mountain gate buildings, the disciples of the True Yuan Realm are not allowed to fly.

Zhang Qingyuan could only press the escape light, follow the road up the mountain, pass several halls and squares, just when he was about to reach the chores hall.

Passing through a crowded arena square.

The two in the ring are launching their final blow.

Boom! ! !

The huge vibration made the whole square tremble. Even with the protection of the ring, the surrounding monks and spectators could not help but retreat.

The gust of wind swept away in all directions.

There was a loud bang all around.

"Well, that guy?!"

Zhang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a little surprised, there seemed to be an "acquaintance" in the ring that he knew.