The strongest world crossing

"Just now" Ye Zhen's words fell, and he disappeared immediately.

Daoist Qingxu was slightly taken aback, and thought, "That's fine, the other disciples of Shushan have never met their junior, so the news will not be revealed, but this Lingtian Pavilion... 500 years, it is time to open it, and it is also time to clean it It's over."

Thinking, Daoist Qingxu waved his hand, and thousands of golden lights burst out, forming the appearance of golden chains. The space he passed was firmly blocked and even shattered, but in the end it was still taken in by the small box in his hand.

"Since the younger brother has already left the customs, the sky chain can also be retired, and when the younger brother takes over the position of the head of the sect, he can grant it together."

After finishing speaking, Daoist Qingxu turned around and went back, his steps were very brisk, and as he walked, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, as if all the gloom of 500 years was completely released in this smile!

Daoist Qingxu returned to the top position, but it was as if there were steel needles under his buttocks, he was a little restless, and his expression was unpredictable, sometimes sad and sometimes excited.

The disciple who was waiting on the side couldn't help asking cautiously, "What happened to the head?"

Hearing this, Daoist Qingxu's face turned cold for a moment, and he scolded, "What are you asking! Do your duty as a disciple, and don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked!"

"It's the head!" The disciple was covered in cold sweat under the pressure of Daoist Qingxu.

The disciples at the side glanced secretly at Daoist Master Qingxu, and felt that after the headmaster went out just now, he seemed to be a different person, with a very bad temper.

They didn't know that Daoist Qingxu finally looked forward to the big mountain behind him, his waist was straight, and he was full of thoughts about how to vent his anger in the succession hall!

"Hey..."

Qingxu sighed, looked out of the hall, and thought, "Why did you forget to ask the younger brother to wear the Shuan Tian Chain, what should the younger brother do if he is in danger?"

......

Ye Zhen was definitely not in danger, but he met someone.

Leaving Shu Mountain, using the method of shrinking the ground to an inch, one step will reach a quiet path hundreds of miles away.

Although it is a trail, the weeds are as high as knees, and it is just for people to walk.

Walking aimlessly on this mountain path, I don't know when to practice. Ye Zhen walks, relaxes and comprehends the practice at the same time, and he doesn't know the time.

In the end, Ye Zhen was awakened by the coolness under his feet, and when he looked down, Ye Zhen showed a wry smile on his indifferent face, and when he pulled out the shoes from the water, they were already dry.

Ye Zhen whispered, "This place is a good place."

With a wave of his hand, a bamboo chair and a fishing rod, he just sat by the lake and started fishing.

Glancing at the grass carp in the bucket at his feet, Ye Zhen put away his fishing rod and said with a faint smile, "This place has a good aura, but this fish is also quite spiritual."

Looking at the three grass carp struggling in the bucket, their eyes were obviously spiritual.

Ye Zhen whispered, "Forget it, I wanted to roast all of you to entertain the guests. In this case... let the guest be hungry. Anyway, seeing that he has been hiding in the grass for so long and hasn't come out, he shouldn't be hungry." ".

After the words fell, Ye Zhen waved his hand, and the two grass carp in the bucket were put back by Ye Zhen, leaving only one cleaned and put on the fire through the branches.

Indifferent eyes fell on the rotating grill, a small stone was held by Ye Zhen, and then he flicked it.

Shi Zi disappeared, but a plain white figure landed not far from Ye Zhen, illuminated by the bonfire.

This person looks somewhat similar to Ye Zhen in terms of body shape and clothing, with the same tall and straight figure, the same plain clothes, holding a long sword, and the same aura of immortality, indifferent and elegant.

But...everything that is similar, even though Ye Zhen has hidden most of it, the person who came here is still far behind Ye Zhen!

This is also the reason why the visitor has been hiding his body and observing Ye Zhen silently, because in the thousands of years of practice of the visitor, he thought he had traveled all over the land of China, but he had never seen someone who was so similar to him but surpassed him in all aspects. Where do people come from and who are they!

"Bai Zihua, right? Are you practicing?" Seeing that Bai Zihua, who had been hiding in the haystack for so long, finally appeared, Ye Zhen waved his right hand, and a bamboo chair appeared in front of him.

Perhaps with the best strength in the world, Bai Zihua sat directly on the bamboo chair, looked at Ye Zhen indifferently, and said softly:

"who are you?"

"My...name is Mo Bing, just like you, I also go down the mountain to practice." The corners of Ye Zhen's mouth curled up slightly, his indifference suddenly turned into a gentle and elegant bookish spirit, this change made Bai Zihua slightly taken aback.

A person's temperament is what he is, and the person in front of him can change at will.

"Mo Bing...which sect are you, why have I never met you?" Bai Zihua said, but the tone...everyone sounded so superior.

Ye Zhen didn't care, and while enjoying the delicious roast, he said, "I'm from Shushan, and I can't compare with your long stay."

Hearing that Ye Zhen came from Mount Shu, Bai Zihua subconsciously glanced at the palace bell on Ye Zhen's waist. It was indeed the unique mana fluctuation of Mount Shu, and he let down his vigilance a lot.

Now Shushan can be said to be Changliu's loyal younger brother, even though Bai Zihua is as indifferent as Ye Zhen, he took the initiative to say, "Daoist Qingxu is still fine."

"very good"

Ye Zhen smiled and said, "Since you and I are both practicing, why don't we go together?"

Hearing this, Bai Zihua subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, for some reason, he suddenly agreed.

"That's very good. I heard that about five hundred miles to the west, there is a monster in a city belonging to the Shu Kingdom that you have been guarding for a long time. How about the two of us leave now?" Ye Zhen whispered.

Bai Zihua frowned slightly, since the medicine made him angry, not to mention the fact that Shu Kingdom was guarded by Changliu, even the Shushan faction in Tang Kingdom knew the news, they didn't know it yet, but felt a little embarrassed "good!"

Since he said he would leave right now, he naturally meant to leave as soon as he said that. There is a rule in the world of cultivating immortals that you cannot use mana when you go down the mountain to practice. This has almost no restrictions for Ye Zhen.

Regarding the law of space, although it is not as smooth as the way of the sword and the way of the emperor, it is not inferior to those who specialize in the way of space.

The method of shrinking the ground into an inch takes a step forward, and one step is a distance of [-] meters. This is because Ye Zhen considers that Bai Zihua cannot use mana, so he cannot use the sword control technique.

Speaking of Bai Zihua's mortal lightness kung fu to the extreme at this time, he walked through the mountains and forests like a ghost, and only then could he barely keep up with Ye Zhen's speed.

Ye Zhen discovered that the cultivators in this world are very traditional, and they don't have such complicated cultivation methods. If they don't have mana, they won't be much better than ordinary people.

Slightly frowning, Ye Zhen's speed really made Bai Zihua a little startled, even if Shushan's head, Daoist Qingxu, was here, he would not be able to use such an easy way to shrink the ground to an inch.

Don't say that Daoist Qingxu, even he himself can't do it, but the palace bell of Ye Zhen's waist master disciple can't be fake. Only when time is with the owner can it be as spiritual as it is now.

"Could it be that this is some kind of secretary of the Shushan School?" Bai Zihua thought.

But then he put away his distracting thoughts, because in this short period of time, Ye Zhen had already distanced himself from him.

After traveling all night, Ye Zhen stopped at dawn, his plain clothes were not messed up, and his blue color was not scattered, while Bai Zihua's brows were sweaty, and his breathing was slightly short.

If mana can be used, this distance is not a problem. It is almost a blink of an eye. Even Changliu and Shushan, which are thousands of miles apart, will take less than a day.

"Mo Bing..." Bai Zihua said suddenly, seeing the evil spirit rising from the city in front of him.

"What?" Ye Zhen whispered.

"Nothing." Bai Zihua remained silent.

He was very curious about how Ye Zhen managed to shrink the ground into an inch without using mana.

But with Bai Zihua's temperament, it is not easy to call out the name that Ye Zhen had occupied in advance.