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In a neat and gorgeous fragrance room, Chen Heng thanked the waitress who led the way, then waved his sleeves and closed the door, cutting off the connection between the inside and outside.

He turned around and sat on the seat, thought for a moment, took out a beast head token from the Qiankun bag, held it in his hand and looked at it.

"Old Weird Yinxing... The 'Yin Erosion Red Water' I obtained did not come from Qiao Zhenjun's teachings, but the inheritance left by this person?"

He looked at the animal head token in his hand and thought to himself.

At the banquet just now.

Ding Xian told him the name and handed the animal head token to him personally, asking Chen Heng to put it away as it would be of great use in the future.

But what exactly is the usefulness of the Beast Head Token?

What is the relationship between the Yinxing old monster and Qiao Zhenjun of the Zhongyi Sword Sect?

When Chen Heng inquired about this matter.

Ding Xian, on the other hand, showed a secretive look and remained silent.

He just smiled bitterly and said that it was a taboo for His Majesty, and he couldn't talk about the true king's story in private, so he just ignored it...

"It's not a talisman or magical weapon from the orthodox immortal path, nor does it look like a ghost weapon from the ghostly path? Apart from being very strong, this square beast head token doesn't show any other magical qualities."

I tried to activate it several times in the Yi Zhen Dharma Realm, but could not activate it.

Even if he had no choice but to drip red water on it, it would not show any strange appearance and it would not move.

After Chen Heng tried repeatedly in the legal world to no avail, he had no choice but to put it aside for the time being and no longer try his luck like a headless fly.

Everyone on the left and right wanted to pay homage to Mr. Qiao Zhen.

The mysterious nature of this animal head token must have given instructions to Lord Qiao Zhenjun.

However, this animal head token is very strong, and it is the best that Chen Heng has ever seen in his life.

Not only were the ninety-nine and eighty-one drops of corrosive red water poured out together, they could not leave the slightest trace of corrosion on the animal head token.

Even Tai Su Jade Body, who is at the eighth level of the Xuan Realm, is helpless.

It is as indestructible as the legendary Lu Hun magnet and the five-light divine sand!

After fiddling with it for a while, Chen Heng finally put the animal head token into his sleeve.

He sat for a moment, silently looking at the various luxurious furnishings and ornaments in the incense room. His mind was spinning, and he was silent for a moment.

Zhongyi Sword Sect.

Qiao Zhenjun...

At this time, he recalled the unfinished words of Ancestor Fu Shen before he left, thought for a moment, and suddenly came up with a bold idea.

"Shu Hua Daojun Shenwu Speaks of the Taishi Yuan Zhenjing"...

This is the superior Qi training method deliberately left behind by my predecessor's biological father, as well as the detailed life experience of my predecessor.

There must be something strange and strange in this, it is unmistakable.

Master Su Lao, who came from a big sect like Patriarch Fu Shen, obviously knew the inside story.

Then this is Qiao Zhenjun.

maybe.

Can you ask him to explain something to you?

"It's a pity that Ancestor Fu Shen only asked me not to build the foundation easily, but he didn't tell me what obstacles would be encountered if I built the foundation... I am also a senior of the eight sects and six sects. Maybe I can solve this problem to

Qiao Zhenjun goes to ask for advice?"

Chen Heng looked thoughtful.

When I think of this moment.

It's him.

Their eyes couldn't help but narrow up, and their expressions were sluggish for a moment.

Whether or not this doubt can be solved is, after all, related to his future immortality practice and cannot be taken lightly.

After thinking deeply about it, Chen Heng put aside his thoughts about hidden dangers and gains and losses, and sat quietly for a moment.

Wait until your five senses are clear.

Then he dropped his consciousness into the one true Dharma Realm and continued his usual daily practice in the Dharma Realm.

"The disciples of the Zhongyi Sword Sect need to be trained sixteen years ago to 'kill one in ten steps'. Unfortunately, this body is already overage. It is only two years short of reaching the age of twenty."

Chen Heng's eyes flashed, he waved his hand, and as soon as a light and shadow floated in the distance, he called out a cold young man wearing a green robe.

That's exactly what Lou Fu feels like.

Since Lou Fu was imprinted into the Yizhen Dharma Realm, Xu Zhi was changed from Xu Zhi to Lou Fu as his companion.

However, in terms of pure sword skills, in more than a hundred fights in Yi Zhen Dharma Realm, he has never defeated Lou Fu in a single move. If he can't fight for more than twenty times, he will be killed by a sword.

Instantly.

In Chen Heng's attentive treatment.

Lou Fu raised his hand, and a sword energy like an angry dragon rose into the sky, charging towards him...

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Time flies by.

The two days flew by in a flash.

On the way, Chen Heng was also invited by father and son Ding Xian and Ding Wei, and they had several banquets.

But after all, it was Qiao Zhenjun who summoned him, so he couldn't afford to be slow, and soon it was time to go on a long journey.

Under Ding Xian's strong request, Chen Heng could not refuse and got into the treasure car dragged by the two-headed dragon. Ding Wei personally led three hundred sturdy armored ghost generals to clear the way along the way.

.

I saw a huge cloud rolling in front of my eyes, rushing straight from Wuyunye to Jingu Cave.

In the dark clouds, the inner dragon roars and writhes, or reveals its hooked fangs and saw claws, dragging a heavy giant car with radiant light all over its body.

The three hundred tough ghosts will be divided into two groups, standing on the side, holding bows and blades. Their burly bodies of eight feet are like huge dark green pillars, which is very scary.

Ding Wei, who was riding a giant white-haired bat, was also heavily armored. He led a few personal guards and was exploring the road at the front, acting as a scout.

Looking from afar.

It is a unique scene with raging turbid wind and ghostly atmosphere, and the scene is very grand.

Wherever they passed, a group of wandering ghosts were afraid to avoid them, so they backed away from a distance.

He didn't even dare to raise his head, let alone look at him with his eyes.

See this.

Ding Xian laughed twice, flicked his sleeves, turned around and returned to the palace, no longer watching from a distance.

"Even if you no longer want to owe me any favors, you still have to accept this debt! My little fellow Taoist, I have treated you so kindly. When the time comes to meet the True Lord, you must remember to say a few good words for me!

"

His laughter made the surrounding palaces tremble and the bricks and tiles bang.

And the dragon carriage went all the way towards Jingu Cave, as fast as the wind and lightning, without any obstruction.

Until three days passed.

After passing through a long underground cave, we came to a halt in front of a sea of ​​turbid and fishy yellow mud.

Just in the clouds where the dragon rests.

Ding Wei also entered the chariot and was discussing the next move with Chen Heng.

Ten miles away.

A tall, thin and eyebrowless Netherworld ghost cultivator also waved his hand to restrain the group of omen cultivator ghosts behind him and stopped.

"Trouble."

His voice was sharp, and he said to himself:

"Look at these Wuyunye brats, are they planning to send Buddha to the west?"
Chapter completed!