My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

More than a month later, Chu Ci's spiritual power had improved significantly, and he felt more confident, so he put on his clothes and came to the entrance again.

He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and gently touched the barrier. The familiar suction came again, but this time, Chu Ci was ready. He closed his eyes and quietly felt the loss of spiritual power in his body.

As 70% to 80% of the spiritual power was sucked away, the barrier began to shake violently. Then the barrier began to slowly disappear, as if it was dispelled by some force.

Chu Ci was delighted and walked out, while Xiao Li followed him with a little disappointment.

At this point, Chu Ci had a rough estimate of his own strength, which should be almost the same as that of a Jindan cultivator.

A few months passed, and there was no change in the cave. Occasionally, one or two glowing fairy herbs could be seen. Chu Ci picked them all and planned to take them back and plant them in the Zi Hai He Chong formation.

He walked back and forth in the cave twice, looking for the Golden Immortal Black Iron mentioned in the letter. However, he searched the entire cave but found nothing.

Finally, Chu Ci returned to the cave again, his eyes fixed on the small pavilion.

He had noticed before that the material of the small pavilion seemed a little special. Could it be made of Golden Immortal Black Iron? As he had never seen Golden Immortal Black Iron before, it was difficult to confirm for a moment.

Finally, he decided to take the pavilion away and go back to study it slowly.

Chu Ci held a dagger in his hand and fiercely chopped at the pillar of the pavilion, preparing to dismantle it. Unexpectedly, the pavilion did not move at all, but his arm was bounced high by a powerful force.

"It's so hard." Chu Ci muttered to himself, with surprise in his eyes. He looked at the pillar carefully, and saw only a faint white mark on it, without any substantial damage.

Chu Ci couldn't help but feel a little moved. The dagger was extremely sharp, and ordinary materials could not withstand its sharpness at all. He didn't expect that this small pavilion could withstand the attack of the dagger. If this was really the Golden Immortal Black Iron, then its hardness was really amazing.

Chu Ci couldn't think of any good way to dismantle it for the time being. After some thought, he decided to uproot the entire pavilion and take it back for research.

Chu Ci then summoned the Ghost Stone Monkey to help. He handed the dagger to the stone monkey and asked it to dig. The Ghost Stone Monkey was flexible and powerful. After a day, a large pit was dug under the pavilion.

Chu Ci waved his hand, and the entire pavilion was taken down intact. He carefully put the pavilion into the storage bag, ready to take it back and study it slowly.

As for how to disassemble and refine the Golden Immortal Mysterious Iron, these will need to be studied slowly after returning.

After doing all this, Chu Ci walked out of the cave. Looking at the bright sunshine and lush trees outside the cave, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the treasure left by an ascended monk tens of thousands of years ago was too much to harvest this time.

After leaving the cave, Chu Ci released his spiritual sense completely. He found that his spiritual sense could now reach a distance of 80 miles, which was almost comparable to that of an initial Jindan cultivator.

Next, Chu Ci decided to return to Lingxi City and use the teleportation array to return to his original place. Counting on his fingers, he had been away from Huicheng for more than two years.

He chose to return the same way. The scenery along the way was still familiar, but Chu Ci's mood was different from before. After this increase in cultivation, his speed increased a bit, it can be said that he was running at lightning speed. All that was left along the way was his figure and the whistling wind.

Xiaoli liked staying outside more and more. As long as Chuci was around, she felt very happy even if she didn't say a word. After the baptism of Yin-Yang Hehe Gong, her cultivation had reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, which made Chuci very pleased. He took out some pills and asked Xiaoli to practice hard, but Xiaoli seemed to be more interested in spending time with Chuci. It was not until Chuci gave an order that she pouted and reluctantly returned to the spirit beast bag.

When Chu Ci passed Yanggu River again, he didn't see even a single three-corpse crow. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, wondering what the reason was.

Chu Ci hurried on his way silently, and finally after more than five months, he entered the 100,000-mile radius of Lingxi City.

At this time, one could occasionally feel the presence of cultivators nearby. These cultivators basically acted alone. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Chu Ci always chose to take a detour.

After a few more days, Chu Ci was already very close to Lingxi City, and it only took one more day to reach his destination.

At this moment, his consciousness suddenly captured an unusual fluctuation, with dozens of spiritual powers converging in one place.

It looked like a group of monks gathered together, but it was unclear what they were doing.

Although Chu Ci was a little curious, he didn't want to get involved, so he turned his body and chose another direction to continue flying.

At this moment, the group of people suddenly stood up and flew towards him rapidly.

Chu Ci frowned, wondering if these people had discovered him.

He was confused. Logically speaking, the distance between him and them was about fifty miles. With the cultivation level of these foundation-building monks, it was impossible for them to sense such a long distance.

Maybe it was just a coincidence, thinking of this, Chu Ci changed direction again, but soon he was sure that these people's target was him. Because the other party also changed direction and still flew towards him.

He couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. He didn't want to cause any trouble, he just wanted to get to Lingxi City as soon as possible.

Since these people insist on causing trouble, we have no choice but to get rid of them.

Chu Ci deliberately slowed down his pace, and before long, a group of monks in black appeared in front of him.

The other party lined up in a row, looking aggressive, and obviously had bad intentions. Chu Ci stopped and calmly glanced at the crowd opposite.

There were thirteen people in total. The tall and thin man in the lead had a slender figure and a sinister face. He was obviously the leader of this group. His cultivation had reached the perfect foundation, and he exuded a cold aura.

Seeing that Chu Ci did not choose to run away, but stood there calmly, the group of men in black were surprised.

In their opinion, facing the siege of more than a dozen people, the other party should have been scared and fled long ago.

There's no point in running away though.

The tall and thin man stared at Chu Ci, his eyes flashing with greed. He grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said in a cold voice:

"Not bad, not bad... It looks like a good material for making zombies."

The others also burst into laughter when they heard this, as if they had already seen the miserable state of Chu Ci after he turned into a zombie.

Chu Ci's heart moved. From the way these people were dressed and their tone of voice, he had roughly guessed their identity - the Tianyin Sect.

It seems that a big battle is inevitable today.

Seeing Chu Ci didn't say anything, the tall and thin man continued, "Boy, if you know what's best for you, surrender yourself. We can still spare your soul, otherwise we will definitely kill you completely!"