Above the source of Tao

During the days when Yun Chang'an was transforming qi into liquid, he converted his own vital energy into liquid bit by bit. The process was very slow, so he had to sacrifice some of his sleep time to practice.

In the past half month, because there were few people coming to Yaoguang Mountain, no one came here to disturb him. At this time, Yun Chang'an had already compressed the vital energy in his Qi Palace that was like the sea. With his continuous practice, after the vital energy was compressed thousands of times, he finally had a small half of the vital liquid in his body.

As the vital energy in his body continued to condense and the vital fluid became thicker and thicker, his strength also increased.

He came to a huge rock nearby and used the Zhengyang Fist. In an instant, the wind from his fist passed through his fist, and the fist force made a sound in the air, accompanied by a whistling sound. As Yun Chang'an swung forward, the air around his fist began to distort, as if huge waves were whistling past his fist.

Broken sun!

At this moment, he let out an angry roar, raised his waist, tightened his abdomen, and made a fist with his hand. He suddenly punched out, and this fist hit the boulder in front of him as fast as lightning. The loud bang reached his ears, and the boulder collided with his fist and instantly turned into a pile of powder, which scattered on the ground, and with a gust of wind, it drifted in the air and disappeared.

Not only that, after the boulder turned into dust, the fist wind still went forward, and bursts of explosions were heard in the air. The air waves caused by the fist wind hit a big tree behind the boulder, and suddenly another explosion was heard, and the big tree a few meters away fell down.

"This punch should have a force of more than seven thousand kilograms." Yun Chang'an looked at the broken tree in front of him and was very satisfied, with a smile on his face. Now his strength has reached a new level, stronger than before. If he encounters that boa constrictor again, he may be able to smash it to pieces with just this one punch.

"I have already practiced the last move of the Zheng Yang Fist, 'Smashing Yang'. It will enter the stage of great perfection in a while."

Looking at his fist, he smiled slightly. He had never stopped practicing his boxing. Boxing was a means of saving his life. He would never give it up. Practicing boxing could also strengthen his flesh and bones. He found during practice that his physique was gradually becoming indestructible imperceptibly.

Even after being seriously injured, he can still rely on his own physical strength to fight.

Before, Yun Changan couldn’t beat anyone, not even a dog. He was looked down upon and insulted by others. But now after coming to the sect, he has possessed such tremendous strength. This change really surprised him.

The hotel is located in the heart of Taipei City.

This hall is located on the peak of Renshan Mountain in the inner mountain, not far from Yaoguang Mountain, separated by only a mountain. Ren Hall was established in Shangyang Sect specifically for worldly affairs.

The world where Yun Chang'an lives is the Dongqing Realm, and there are five domains and continents in the Dongqing Realm. They are the Wuyuan Domain in the northwest, which is the domain and continent where Yun Chang'an is located, followed by the Jinyuan Domain in the northeast, the Xinyang Domain in the southeast, the Jiangyang Domain in the southwest, and the last is the Guitian Domain in the center. These five regions together constitute the Dongqing Realm.

There are sects of all sizes in every area, and the Shangyang Sect is one of the most prominent ones in the Wuyuan Domain. Within the Shangyang Sect's sphere of influence, there are also many mortal territories, where mortals are ruled by dynasties, and the dynasties are divided into the main imperial city and various cities.

Among them, Shanglin City was a city ruled by the Chu Zhao Dynasty.

However, the sect established the Fan Ren Hall to solve problems that cannot be solved by mortals. This Fan Ren Hall is divided into five levels according to the duration of the mission and the difficulty of the mission, namely the five levels of Tiandi Xuanhuang Fan.

The mortal level and yellow level are the lowest and simplest levels. Most of the time, there are some low-level beasts attacking the places where mortals live, etc.

Xuan level is one level higher than Huang level. This kind of thing usually happens when the dynasty cannot solve the problem, so they will ask for help from the sect to help them solve it. Usually, it is a war between dynasties, and people from the sect are needed to mediate.

As for the earth level, it refers to the mortal world within the sect's sphere of influence. If it is attacked and occupied by other immortal cultivators, the immortal cultivators need to step in to deal with it.

So far, nothing of heaven-level magnitude has occurred.

"See? This is the task." A voice came from the center of the hall.

"You are talking about this mission of the Chu Zhao Dynasty. It seems that their king is ill, and dozens of people have disappeared in the imperial city recently, and they are unable to investigate the situation. That is why they came to the sect to issue this mission." A disciple in front of the man said.

In front of the lobby of Fanren Hall, there are many people coming and going. Some of them come to submit their tasks after completing them and get their task rewards, while others look for suitable tasks on the huge bulletin board in the lobby.

The front hall of the Fanren Hall is very large and spacious. At the deepest part, there is a huge platform, which is divided into several rooms. There is an elder in each room. That is where the disciples of the sect hand in their tasks.

At one of the doors, Senior Sister Chu had just completed a task. The task was that the sect required them to submit one hundred acres of spiritual medicine from Yaoguang Mountain every month. Today was the day, so Chu Xiaoxiao came with the spiritual medicine to hand in the task.

When she walked to the central bulletin board, she heard some disciples discussing the tasks on the bulletin board. They seemed to be talking about the affairs of the Chu Zhao Dynasty. Chu Xiaoxiao stopped and listened to the conversation between the two people.

The two of them talked for a while and then wanted to reach out to take the task, but Chu Xiaoxiao stepped forward to stop them.

"What are you going to do? How dare you snatch the mission?" The man who stretched out his hand to take off the mission had his arm grabbed by Chu Xiaoxiao and could not move.

"Would you please let me have this task?"

"Who do you think you are..."

Before the man could finish his words, he was stopped by his companions and persuaded.

"Senior sister, we don't want this. We'll give it to you."

After that man gave a look, the man holding the task let go of the task and handed it to Chu Xiaoxiao.

"Why did you ask me to give this task to that person?" Walking out of the hall, the man with the task couldn't help but ask the person who was walking with him.

"Didn't you see who that person was?"

"Who is it?" The man carefully recalled Chu Xiaoxiao's appearance and finally found it in his mind. At this moment, he suddenly realized it. Thinking of that serious face, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"He is the disciple of that monster..."

"Brother, please be careful with your words." The man quickly blocked the senior brother's mouth and hurriedly left Fanren Hall without even accepting the mission.