Chen Luo did not stay in Epiphyllum Country for long, as if he really came here just to see an old friend. After eating the fish, he got up and left, leaving Qianmianyi in the house to think for a long time, but he still did not understand Chen Luo's purpose. However, this was also a preliminary understanding of Chen Luo. Since he came to the human realm to practice, Chen Luo was the first person he met who was not afraid of him.

The strange monster is unknown.

This is how many cultivators describe them. It is also because of this that Qianmian never revealed his identity when he was walking outside before.

And just like that another month passed.

During this month, apart from practicing the ice technique, Chen Luo spent the rest of his time going to the Epiphyllum Kingdom.

The first time is new, the second time is familiar.

As time went by, the two became more familiar with each other and began to communicate with Chen Luo. Qianmian found that Chen Luo was a very interesting person. He had a wide range of knowledge, including elixirs, talismans, formations, weapons, prohibitions, gods, curses, etc. He had dabbled in each of them and had quite a good command of them.

This strange feeling reminded Qianmian of an elder of their clan.

The ancestor who had lived for four thousand years and had more than forty masks was also so knowledgeable. If it wasn't for confirming Chen Luo's human identity, Qianmian would have suspected that he had met a member of the same race. Chen Luo felt the same way. Although Qianmian was a strange demon, he had practiced for a long time and had a lot of experience. Compared to him, Chen Luo's practice time might not even be a fraction of it.

Another day.

Chen Luo came to the Epiphyllum Kingdom as usual.

It was still Chen Sancao's courtyard, but this time when Chen Luo opened the door, he saw Qianmian already sitting inside. Just like before, Qianmian also cooked a pot of spiritual fish this time. Judging from the quality of the meat, it was better than the spiritual fish that Chen Luo had brought before.

"So early?"

Chen Luo didn't hesitate and walked over and sat down.

After spending so many days together, the two of them became familiar with each other and could barely be considered half friends.

"Try it."

Qianmian gestured, and Chen Luo didn't hesitate to pick up the chopsticks on the table and took a few bites, finding fault while eating.

"Cooking fish also requires skills. The way you cooked fish before was too rough and ruined the fish." Qianmian's tone was full of superiority. During this period, no matter what the two of them talked about, they had to argue out the winner. It was rare for him to be able to defeat Chen Luo in one field, so he was naturally in a good mood.

"The fillet was cut in reverse, destroying the texture. It was a failure."

"The fish was too tough, a failure."

"The fire was too strong, the bottom of the pot was burnt, a failure among failures."

Chen Luo drank a large bowl of it, and the effect of the spirit fish flowed through his body, slightly increasing his spiritual power.

"You make yourself look like a god of cooking, but you don't even look at what you cooked before."

Qianmian sneered, thinking that Chen Luo was talking nonsense.

One of the people in the mask he controlled was a cultivator who was proficient in cooking. Chen Luo had always cooked fish before, but today he cooked a bowl of fish on a whim. From a cooking point of view, it was many times better than the fish soup cooked by Chen Luo.

"You have to be open to criticism. You still have a long way to go in your cooking."

"I don't know about my cooking skills, but I still have a lot to learn about my skin."

The two of them ate and chatted.

Soon the pot of fish soup was empty. This time, neither of them left. Qianmian waited for a moment, and when he saw that Chen Luo did not move, he spoke.

"Not leaving?"

"I'm full, take a break."

“The flowers are about to bloom.”

After a moment's silence, Qianmian suddenly spoke.

"What time?"

"Seven days later."

Seven days? Chen Luo calculated the time. This time overlapped with the time agreed upon by Xuanyin Mountain and Huangquan. He wondered if there was any connection between the two.

"I know you are interested in flowers."

Qianmian stretched out his hand calmly, and a tiny poisonous insect appeared in his palm.

The strange monster Qianmian really saw the soul-parasitic Gu, and Chen Luo suspected that this might be related to Qianmian's characteristics. The essence of the soul-parasitic Gu is to parasitize on the "soul", and Qianmian happens to have no "soul". It is more like a kind of Qi, a single energy.

"But the flowers are mine."

After saying this, Qianmian stood up.

"I hope I won't meet you in seven days, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

This time he did not stop. He took a few steps forward and his figure twisted and disappeared out of thin air on the street outside.

Chen Luo sat in the house and ate all the fish in silence before getting up and leaving.

Seven days passed in a flash.

The inner demon gate.

The palace was completely deserted, with cold winds blowing and dead leaves flying everywhere.

The maids and guards who were still visible three months ago were now gone. Sect Master Tu Cheng was like a lonely man, sitting on the altar for offering sacrifices to the heavens, muttering something to himself.

"Time is up!"

I don’t know how long it took, but Tu Cheng on the altar suddenly spoke.

Boom!

The imperial city was shaking, the sound of mechanisms turning could be heard from underground, and prohibitions appeared out of nowhere in the sky, isolating the inside and outside.

The sky darkened, the clear sky was covered by dark clouds, and an invisible breath spread. In the middle of the imperial city, the altar where Tu Cheng stood suddenly lit up, and a large number of prohibitions were linked together, and finally turned into a pillar of light that shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire area.

At the same time, a large amount of flowing light lit up in the area where the Heart Demon Realm was located, and the eleven cities rose up like eleven nodes with a column of light.

The light pillars joined together to form a huge blockade area.

Some phantoms similar to mirages appeared in the middle. Opposite the phantoms, there were some palace maids walking around holding peaches, and some heavenly soldiers practicing formations.

"Opportunity, this is my Tu Cheng's opportunity!!"

There was a flash of madness in Tu Cheng's eyes, and he rushed headfirst into the beam of light.

The light curtain rippled, and a circle of ripples appeared on the water. When it returned to normal, Tu Cheng's figure had disappeared. Almost at the same time when Tu Cheng disappeared, a yellow-brown river cut through the void and savagely crashed into the light column area of ​​the Heart Demon Gate. On the river, a wooden boat with a ghostly cry followed into it, and then there was a mountain.

On Xuanyin Mountain, several figures appeared from the air and followed him in.

Chen Luo also saw the vision.

But he did not rush over rashly. He cared more about the changes in front of him than the strange vision in the distance. Colorful streams of light rose from the interior of Epiphyllum Country, and these streams of light flowed in this area like smoke.

Chen Luo saw the source of the vision at a glance.

Originally, Chen Luo didn't want to come, but Brother Changqing gave him feedback. Something that could make Brother Changqing remind him must not be an ordinary thing.

"nice one!"

A colorful lotus flower grew on the large lake in the center of Epiphyllum Country. Chen Luo had been to this lake countless times, and the fish he used to make soup were all caught from this pond.

Chen Luo didn't hesitate at all and rushed over to grab the colorful lotus.

His intuition told him that this thing was related to the transformation of the spirit. Just now, he just took a breath of the flower's scent and the spiritual power in his body increased a lot. If he ate the whole flower, he would definitely be able to go further and break through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

'The five-colored spiritual flower contains five-colored spiritual energy, which can increase the probability of breaking through to the godhood.'

After close contact with the spiritual flower, Brother Changqing's feedback became clearer.

A treasure that increases the success rate of transformation? The transformation mentioned by Brother Changqing is not the "corpse transformation" in the current world of immortal cultivation. Regarding the path, Chen Luo's eyes turned red and he flew faster.

BANG!!

A figure was faster than Chen Luo, and the two fought in the air, neither of them got the upper hand. The person who came was Qianmian, who had drunk fish soup with Chen Luo for more than a month. Although his image today was different, Chen Luo still recognized him at first sight.

"The flowers are mine. I've told you that before."

Qianmian's face was gloomy. It had finally come to this. He didn't want to fight Chen Luo, but he had no choice! He would never give up the five-colored lotus.

"We are all brothers, it's a bit awkward to say that. I'll check it for you first and return it to you after I'm done."

Chen Luo said sincerely.

"No, the spiritual power of a flower is limited. It is not enough for me to use alone. It will be wasted if I share it with others." Qianmian refused decisively.

After more than a month of getting along, he knew the shamelessness of the man in front of him too well.

If I really let him take the flowers away, I would never be able to touch them again.

"I'm an alchemist. It's too wasteful to eat the flowers directly. Wait for me to help you make it into pills, and then we can split them equally. The effect will be better." Chen Luo made a suggestion.

"Impossible. I also understand the art of alchemy. It is common sense that five-colored spiritual flowers cannot be made into elixirs."

"That can't be helped."

Chen Luo had a look of regret on his face, and before he could finish his words, he had already taken action.

boom!!

Qianmian was faster than him, and the two forces collided in the air. As they had expected, neither of them gained an advantage. But Chen Luo was obviously at a disadvantage. Qianmian's characteristics were somewhat similar to his. They were not fighting alone. Each of the more than 20 faces had equal cultivation experience. When Qianmian "cultivated" these faces, he had chosen a focus, so there was no obvious shortcoming.

Qianmian felt the same when facing Chen Luo. Chen Luo's realm was lower than his, but his aura was even more exaggerated than his. With more than five hundred brains superimposed together, he was more omnipotent than him.

The figures flickered, and the two men kept changing their attack methods.

From magical powers to physical training, to swordsmanship, and finally even using curses, in the end no one gained an advantage. Chen Luo mastered more than Qianmian, but Qianmian's realm was higher than his.

As time went by, the fight between the two gradually turned into a contest of magical power.

Bang!

After another collision, the two retreated. Looking at the five-colored spiritual flower not far away, they both knew that this was not a solution. The five-colored spiritual flower had a limited blooming time. By the time the two of them finished their fight, the five-colored spiritual flower would have withered and turned to ashes.

"I have an idea."

"Tell me about it."

"We'll split this five-colored spiritual flower equally, but you have to do me a favor." Qianmian chose to give in. This was his other plan. (End of this chapter)