In the southeast of the Eastern Sky Region, there is a giant mountain range called "Da Cang Mountain" that stretches for billions of miles. It looks like a flaming dragon with bared fangs. Countless powerful and terrifying birds and beasts live and multiply in the mountain range. Outside the mountain range, there are countless towns and villages, which are inhabited by countless people from the Heavenly Court.

At the southern foot of Dacang Mountain, a mighty river flows out from the depths of Dacang Mountain, creating an alluvial plain stretching for thousands of miles outside the mountain. The grass is green, the plain is vast, and square fields are neatly arranged on the fertile land. Farmers working hard can be seen everywhere in the fields.

Wearing a tattered coarse cloth, a simple iron sword on his waist, and a huge iron hammer on his back, Chu Tian walked slowly along a wide gravel road.

After restraining all his soul thoughts and all his breath, the power Chu Tian displayed was probably at the middle stage of An Shen Realm.

There was not a single cloud in the azure sky, and the scorching sun hung high in the sky, unscrupulously pouring heat onto the ground. At a height unimaginable to mortals, a team of heavenly soldiers flew by quickly.

The eyes of these heavenly soldiers are like those of eagles. When they fly thousands of miles above the ground, they sweep the ground closely and closely as if they were real eyes. Every blade of grass, every tree, every grain of sand and every stone are all within their observation.

Chu Tian clearly felt the gazes of these heavenly soldiers sweeping over his body, but he smiled slightly and continued to move forward without any change in expression.

In a field by the road, two old farmers panted and straightened their backs, pounded their backs hard, and looked at Chu Tian with a hint of surprise. After a moment of hesitation, Chu Tian walked to the side of the field, and in a few words, he got close to the two old farmers, borrowed their coarse porcelain bowl, and poured a bowl of cold water from the pitcher they prepared and drank it.

"It's really hot today." Chu Tian looked at the dark faces of the two old farmers and said with deep emotion, "Thank you for your hard work, old men!"

The two old farmers hurriedly shook their heads, and smiled very simply, with a hint of shyness and fear, and in an unusually honest way.

Chu Tian took out a few thumb-sized square copper pieces from his sleeve, stuffed the copper pieces into the two old farmers' mouths without giving them a chance to say anything, then walked away with a smile.

Accompanied by the two old farmers' reluctant voices of thanks behind him, Chu Tian walked forward with a smile on his face, touching the green silk wrapped around his neck.

"Heaven is such an interesting place."

Thinking back to the message left for him by the mysterious blue figure on the silk ribbon, Chu Tian sighed sincerely.

The power possessed by this Heavenly Court made Chu Tian terrified. The embarrassing experiences he had experienced in the past few days were enough to prove that Chu Tian was not qualified to compete with the Heavenly Court at the moment.

"Don't be impatient. What we need to do now is to do as he said and turn ourselves into a drop of water and merge into the vast ocean of Heaven!"

Chu Tian muttered to himself, pressed the green silk ribbon hard, and felt the strange breath emanating from the silk ribbon.

On the green silk ribbon, the green figure revealed the secret why Chu Tian was always unable to escape the surveillance of Heaven - both Chu Tian and Taiyin Wanhua Wheel were foreign objects, and their aura was always subtly different from that of the huge Heaven.

It's like a drop of ink is suddenly mixed into a bowl of milk. No matter how this drop of ink hides, it is incompatible with the white milk. Even a blade of grass or a bug can easily turn it out.

Some of the secret techniques mastered by the Heavenly Court allow them to find these alien creatures that are out of place in the heaven and earth, and then appear at the fastest speed to kill them all.

"First, I have to familiarize myself with the laws of Heaven and completely integrate myself into Heaven... This is not difficult, but for me, this is impossible... The difficult part is that these treasures on me... Their origins are too powerful and their grades are too high. They are by-products of the origin of the world... I want their auras to be in harmony with this Heaven..."

Chu Tian felt a sour feeling in his mouth and a bitter feeling in his heart.

This is not an easy job.

In the green silk ribbon, there is a method given by the green figure for refining various powerful treasures. It is specially used to conceal the aura of the original body and perfectly hide one's own magical secrets in the Heavenly Court. However, there are too many good things on Chu Tian, ​​and the grade is too high. If one wants to refine them all, God knows how much time and hard work it will take!

At the end of the road ahead, a small town appeared, surrounded by two small rivers.

This small town is not big, with a city wall no more than two meters high and a circumference of about twenty miles. The total population is probably around a few hundred thousand people.

In the four directions of the town, east, south, west and north, about twenty miles apart, there is a densely populated town, each with a population of twenty to thirty thousand.

Chu Tian stood more than a mile away from the city gate, looked around the town for a while, and nodded with satisfaction. He also randomly chose a place to escape to. Since he encountered this small town, and the surrounding scenery was quite beautiful, this was it.

Soon, Chu Tian arrived at the city gate. Several strong men wearing tight clothes and wearing long swords on their waists, who should be the "constables" in the city, stopped Chu Tian. Two men walked up to Chu Tian, ​​one of them snatched the iron sword wrapped in a piece of tattered animal skin from his waist, and the other one reached out and patted the big iron hammer on his back.

"Man, what do you do?" The man holding the iron sword at Chu Tian's waist pulled out the sword casually and asked Chu Tian lazily.

"Blacksmith!" Chu Tian smiled at the man in a simple and honest manner. Anyway, he was not using his real face now. He looked quite simple and ordinary now, just an ordinary man in his early thirties, and he looked very weathered.

"Blacksmith?" Several people smiled and looked at Chu Tian's iron sword at the same time.

There were a few hissing sounds, and several men gasped at the same time.

Chu Tian's iron sword was made of ordinary wood and covered with wolf skin. The decoration was extremely simple and even ugly. But the sword was forged by Chu Tian himself. The silver-white sword was covered with overlapping snowflake patterns, which shone brightly in the sun.

The man holding the iron sword was stunned. He suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and the sword and the knife chopped each other fiercely.

With a crisp "ding" sound, the long sword in the man's hand, which was also made of good steel, was split into two pieces by Chu Tian's iron sword. Looking closely, the iron sword only had a slight and inconspicuous curl mark on the edge, and there was no other damage.

"This... this sword... Master, can you help me?" The man holding the iron sword suddenly gripped the hilt tightly, staring at Chu Tian intently.

The other men's eyes were also filled with heat, and their breathing became faster.