Rustle...

In Tieji Ridge, the clouds are deep and the fog is heavy, the trees are tall and the grass is abundant, which is naturally the most primitive and brilliant protective color.

Chen Sheng's movements were very gentle. His body was almost buried in the haystack. He moved a little bit at a time, sword in hand, and circulating the energy in his body so that he could strike with the sword at any time.

He sensed that there was a monster in front of him, which was not of high level and he could kill it.

Coincidentally, the lone wolf on the opposite side also sensed that there was a human cultivator in front of him and took a tonic.

Both sides thought that the other side was unaware, so they hid themselves and slowly moved closer, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

"roar"

The opportunity has come.

The lone wolf calculated the distance and felt that it was the best time to attack. He pushed aside the grass in front of him and saw an equally excited cultivator.

A human-like look of astonishment appeared in its eyes, but fortunately the monster's instinct was still there, and it pounced on the beast subconsciously.

Mr. Chen was also startled, but his hand holding the sword was still stable. After all, he had seen the big scene on the Giant Chicken Peak.

Cut the star.

This sword skill had been mastered to the point of being imprinted in Chen Sheng's bones, and when it was used at this moment, it was truly the finishing touch.

Phew…

The demon beast at the second level of Qi Refining was hit in the waist. The iron sword was a little short of the mark and failed to cut it in half directly, but it did shatter the lone wolf's internal organs.

Oooooh!

It let out a scream and wanted to commit more crimes, but the loss of blood and vitality eventually caused it to fall down powerlessly.

"The monster is really cunning."

After killing the lone wolf, Chen Sheng still felt a sense of excitement in his heart. A battle between two evenly matched opponents can always have the most direct impact on personal emotions.

Wherever the monsters linger, there are probably treasures from heaven and earth.

Mr. Chen did see a magical grass in the Lone Wolf's Lair. According to historical records, this grass has the ability to strengthen blood and dredge meridians.

The reason why the lone wolf did not eat was that he wanted the Lingyi Grass to gather spiritual energy so that he could quickly accumulate magic power. When he was able to break through, he would swallow it and achieve the effect of breaking through.

"Gathering spiritual herbs is hard work, it takes time and effort."

Chen Ergou was very moved. It was too difficult for the independent cultivators and the unhappy disciples of the immortal sects to practice immortal cultivation.

You have to collect the spiritual herbs yourself and be careful of sneak attacks, and fighting is inevitable.

“The principle that a horse cannot grow fat without night grass is pleasing, but the principle that a river cannot be formed without the accumulation of small streams is most in line with the great principle.”

Chen Sheng's expression was calm. No matter whether it was a beneficial herb or the huge resources obtained from searching the corpses of various immortal cultivators, warriors, and monsters on the Giant Chicken Peak, none of them could cause any fluctuations in his mood.

A bad state of mind, coupled with the years of immortality, is actually a torture.

He must always position himself correctly, and at a very high and far place, so that he can maintain his composure forever.

"The Great Road..."

Chen Ergou looked at Chen Sheng who turned around and got busy again, with admiration in his eyes. This eldest brother of the clan had such a profound state of mind.

He had never seen the other party show a look of frustration. His face was always as calm as water, as if the fruit of immortality was not that hard to obtain.

This kind of mentality and will benefited him a lot. Whenever he felt like being arrogant, he would unconsciously suppress it.

…

In Tieji Ridge, the two parties were happily picking spiritual herbs and cultivating immortality, but the group of dead bodies on Giant Chicken Peak frightened those who came later.

Immortal cultivators, who were even more high-ranking figures, died extremely miserably at this time, with many of them being beheaded or cut in half.

Wind and rain slope.

Call the wind.

More than two hundred years ago, Taoist Hu Feng established his Taoist tradition here. After several generations of management, it has become a major sect of immortal cultivation in the State of Chen.

Because of their great power, few dare to provoke them. But this time, the Tiejiling group was like a bolt from the blue, hitting them hard in the face.

Taoist Gushan and all his disciples died. This was definitely the biggest tragedy that happened in Hufeng Temple in recent decades.

"We can't just let this go."

In the meeting hall, several elders from the immortal sects were angry. They originally thought that the Red Cloud Fruit in Tieji Ridge was an opportunity for the disciples of Hufeng Temple, but they did not expect to suffer heavy losses.

"It has been found out that the murderers are the two heroes of the North."

That day, there were many warriors in Tieji Ridge who came to join in the fun. The tragic situation on Giant Chicken Peak was already very clear based on the accounts of witnesses.

"The Northland? There is no such cultivation sect or land in the world."

In Hufeng Temple, the oldest immortal cultivator, Taoist Chenyue, read through the classics and determined that the murderer was deliberately setting up a trap. He said, "I suspect that these are two young men who got immortal fate by chance and killed innocent people indiscriminately."

The name reported was from the north, but the source could not be found. It was probably because they were guilty and had no confidence.

This kind of thing has happened before in the world of cultivation. The cowherd boy inherited the legacy of the ancient powerful men, and since then he has done many great things in the world.

These people had a very difficult time in the early days because they entered this circle suddenly and lacked foundation, so they seemed out of place.

"To be able to kill a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining, what kind of fate is that?"

The master of Hufeng Temple was already tempted. The founder of Hufeng Temple was just a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

In other words, they have reached the end of their heritage and are in urgent need of new heritage.

At this time, two young men with profound inheritance suddenly appeared, which was destined to be the opportunity for Hufeng Temple to make further progress.

"We still need to be cautious. The two heroes in the north were able to kill the Taoist priest of Gushan Mountain. There are also a group of immortal cultivators on Giant Chicken Peak. It is not certain that we, Hufeng Temple, can overwhelm them alone."

Taoist Chen Yue has seen many ups and downs, and has also heard about the proud son of heaven who killed his way through the immortal sect. Although he does not think that Hu Feng Temple will be in trouble, the two heroes in the north have already shown their powerful strength and must be guarded against.

"Contact Jinding Sect and Huangfeng Valley to kill the two northern demons together and maintain the peace and order of Chen Kingdom."

Taoist Hu Feng had many plans in mind and decided to bring in the other two immortal cultivation sects in Chen State.

In this way, even if things go wrong and their strength is reduced, the strength of the three sects will decline together, and the situation will not collapse.

Three days later.

The three Chen State immortal cultivation sects, Hufeng Temple, Jinding Sect, and Huangfeng Valley, spoke out at the same time and issued a hunting order against the two heroes of the north, on the grounds that they were causing chaos in the Chen State and slaughtering innocent people.

The whole State of Chen was in an uproar, and the traces of the immortal cultivators were completely exposed among the mortal world.

The young hero in the martial arts world who was skeptical about the stories of immortals, saw the truth, turned around and became very excited. He took his sword and left Tieji Ridge, wanting to kill the big demon and become an immortal under the name of doing justice for the people.

In teahouses and taverns, stories about immortals descending to the mortal world were told in such an exaggerated way by storytellers that it seemed as if a prosperous era had arrived.

This time, the warriors who had suffered a great loss were silently licking their wounds and watching this carnival of immortal cultivators.

Chen Sheng and Chen Ergou, who were deep in the mountains, had no idea that trouble had arisen again, but they also noticed that Tieji Ridge had become lively.

(End of this chapter)