"Wait a minute."

Zhang Ruochen shouted, chased after him, appeared opposite Ling Feiyu, thought for a moment, and smiled: "This time, I can be considered a big help. Can you also do me a favor?"

Ling Feiyu's delicate body stood straight, and the breath on his body was as sharp as a sword with sheaths, and he said concisely: "Say."

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen made a request, hoping that Ling Feiyu would return to the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect and could help take care of Mu Lingxi.

Mu Lingxi's situation is very bad. As long as he can use some connections, Zhang Ruochen will naturally help her.

Ling Feiyu is not only the palace master of the Holy Maiden Palace, but also one of the top strong men of the Demon Sect. With her on the Demon Sect, no one should dare to make things difficult for Mu Lingxi.

Ling Feiyu's black and white eyes glanced deeply at Zhang Ruochen, revealing a meaningful look, and said, "Did you fall in love with the little saint in the Saint Palace? I didn't realize that you are actually a passionate person."

Zhang Ruochen just smiled slightly and did not explain much.

Whether it is passionate or ruthless, just have a clear conscience.

"If you kill the two saints of the Divine Cult, you will definitely become the public enemy of the entire Divine Cult."

Before Zhang Ruochen could speak, Ling Feiyu said again: "They both of them are responsible for their own faults. They should have died. I will report this to the leader. In addition, have you ever thought of returning it to him if you took Ouyang Huan's Seal?"

"How can I take the initiative to exchange the things I took?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Ling Feiyu nodded and said, "Ouyang Huan is the son of the Moon Worshiping Sect. Behind him, there is a huge force. Even if the leader does not hold you responsible, Ouyang Huan and the strong men behind him will definitely regard you as enemies. With your current cultivation level, it will be very dangerous. As a thank you, can I show you a clear way?"

"What is the clear road?" Zhang Ruochen asked and answered.

Ling Feiyu said: "When I go back to the Moon God Sect, I can do my best to support you in taking away Ouyang Huan's position as the son of god. As long as you become the son of god, you can choose a saint from the Saint Palace as a Taoist partner. For example, that little saint, Mu Lingxi."

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen just shook his head and smiled, and declined Ling Feiyu's invitation.

Ling Feiyu said: "You are doubting that I do not have the ability to compete with the power behind Ouyang Huan? You must know that I am not only the lord of the Holy Maiden Palace, but also the contemporary head of the Ling family. With the power of the Ling family, it should be worth it, right?"

"The Ling family is a descendant of the Demon Emperor, so they naturally have a certain status. But... I am really not interested in the position of the son of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Well, since you have made a decision, I won't force you." With a "wow", Ling Fei turned into a sword-shaped light shuttle, soaring into the sky, and in an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

Chu Siyuan rolled up the "Seven Life and Seven Death Picture" and was quite unhappy. He snorted coldly: "I have helped her so much, but I don't even have the word Xie. Is the granddaughter of a generation of sword saints and the Demon Emperor so unethical?"

Luo Xu smiled and said, "A person like Palace Master Ling will not talk about Xie, but will repay his kindness with actions."

"You have great confidence in her."

Chu Siyuan said coldly: "Now, Ling Feiyu has returned to the peak. He will definitely seek revenge on Lin Suxian and retrieve some things that belong to her. Are you not worried at all?"

"This grudge should be settled after all. Since Palace Master Ling has recovered, I should indeed go there." Luo Xu said.

Before leaving, Luo Xu looked over to Zhang Ruochen and asked, "Zhang Ruochen, what are your plans next?"

"I should go to Shengming City." Zhang Ruochen said.

"hey-hey."

Chu Siyuan laughed: "It's a coincidence. I happened to go to Shengming City to visit a friend. Why don't we go on the road together?"

"Inconvenient." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhang Ruochen went to Shengming City mainly to visit the imperial tomb to visit the tomb of his mother. At the same time, he was also preparing to meet Kong Lanyou, so he naturally could not walk with Chu Siyuan.

Chu Siyuan's old face turned black and he shook his sleeves hard, feeling a little embarrassed.

The dignified leader of the Hua Sect personally invited a junior to accompany him. Shouldn't that junior be flattered?

The truth is that he was rejected by that junior.

"It's not convenient, but it's also convenient. I have to walk with you." Chu Siyuan said stubbornly with a cold face.

Zhang Ruochen felt a headache and felt that Chu Siyuan was not only an old stubborn man, but also had a thick skin. He said bitterly: "Senior Chu, you are the leader of the Hua Sect, I am the main criminal of the court. If you walk with me, you are not afraid of being criticized by outsiders?"

The three words "Senior Chu" still made Chu Siyuan enjoy it very much. He felt that Zhang Ruochen finally came to the fore and said lightly: "Zhang Ruochen, why don't you let me go with you? Is it because you are going to Shengming City to do something ulterior motive?"

Chu Siyuan is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. He is very alert and soon notices some clues and becomes suspicious.

Luo Xu said: "Zhang Ruochen, there are many treasures on you that are enough to make the saints move. There must be some greedy people who are secretly peeking. You go to Shengming City with Brother Chu, so you can take care of it on the road."

At the same time, Luo Xu secretly sent a message to Zhang Ruochen, asking him to seize this opportunity and ask Chu Siyuan for advice.

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment, and finally agreed.

Because, continuing to refuse will definitely arouse Chu Siyuan's suspicion, and he may secretly follow him.

At that time, it will make Zhang Ruochen even more trouble.

Luo Xu and Luo Shuihan left, Zhang Ruochen and Chu Siyuan drove a green wooden boat along the ancient river, and continued to walk towards Shengming City.

Behind the ancient river.

In a slightly higher position, three figures stood, looking at the green wooden boat gradually fading away.

The three of them are Kong Hongbi, the Holy General of Guigu, and an older person in the Holy Realm of Mingtang.

The Holy General of Guigu said, "Luo Xu has left, but the painting saint Chu Siyuan is still on the boat. The old guy's cultivation is unfathomable. One painting can destroy the 100,000 troops of the Immortal Blood Clan, but it is difficult to start."

Kong Hongbi hugged his arms in front of his chest and said, "Where are they going?"

"Follow the Tongming River and head downstream, they are likely to go to Shengming City." The old man who entered the Holy Realm guessed.

Kong Hongbi showed a cold look and said, "When you go to Shengming City, Zhang Ruochen will fall into the trap."

The Saint General of Guigu also laughed: "Our Mingtang has been exhibited in Shengming City for many years. It has a huge force and has long been deeply rooted. After going to Shengming City, even the Saint of Painting can't protect him."

Kong Hongbi said: "The Painting Saint has nothing to do with Zhang Ruochen. It should be because of Luo Xu's face that he took him for a long time. When he arrived at Shengming City, the Painting Saint would definitely not care about him anymore. That time, it was the time for us to take action."

The three figures retreated and soon disappeared into the forest, preparing to return to Shengming City first and arrange in advance.

The ancient river, called Daming River, started in the wilderness secret realm, ran through the three states in the central region, and nurtured many ancient civilizations.

The river water is sometimes as smooth as a lake, sometimes as fast as a waterfall.

Zhang Ruochen stood at the bow of the boat and practiced swordsmanship, and wanted to integrate all his insights in "Seven Life and Seven Deaths".

"Sword Four."

Zhang Ruochen pinched the ancient sword in his hand and stabbed forward. A brilliant sword light turned into a white silk thread and flew forward.

"Boom."

A hundred miles away, a black cliff more than one thousand meters high was a loud bang on the right bank of the ancient river.

At the foot of the mountain, a huge hole appeared, with a diameter of dozens of meters, penetrating the entire mountain.

Zhang Ruochen put away the ancient sword of Chenyuan, looked in the direction of the mountain, showed a satisfied smile, and said to himself: "Using sword four condensed into sword energy, the penetration power of the explosion is three or four times stronger than sword three."

Zhang Ruochen continued to practice swords. In addition to practicing swords four, he was also practicing the Nine Life Sword Technique and the True One Thunder Fire Sword Technique.

Both of these sword techniques are at the level of holy art, and they have reached great success. Now they are only able to practice and run-in before they can master them.

Chu Siyuan sat in the cabin, drinking tea while staring at Zhang Ruochen, feeling very shocked.

It is already quite amazing that other semi-saints can cultivate a holy art to a great success.

Zhang Ruochen is only at the fourth level and a half saint, but he is proficient in swordsmanship at two levels of holy art.

Moreover, Luoshui Fist and the Sword Four in "The Unworded Sword Note" have not been included.

"This kid has amazing talent. If he can lead him on the right path and fight against the undead tribe and the undead in the underworld in the future, there will be a top-notch man."

Chu Siyuan always felt that Zhang Ruochen was not so upright, but he was not an evil person.

As long as someone can give him a tip and beat him up, he can still lead him on the right path and become a pillar of talent.

"The so-called "those who are close to the vermilion are red, and those who are close to the ink are black. When I arrive in Shengming City, I must introduce some of the best among my peers to him, get to know each other, and be affected by the environment, which should make him awaken." Chu Siyuan said intimately.

In the next few days, Zhang Ruochen kept practicing boxing and sword skills. After nightfall, he refined divine blood and improved his cultivation.

Finally, the blue wooden boats were getting closer and closer to Shengming City, and there were more and more ships on the river.

Some of the ships were huge and extremely gorgeous. There were some handsome men and beautiful women chanting poems and dancing swords on the ship, which seemed to be brightly lit. It was obviously from the saints or some medieval families.

After all, the City of Shengming was once the imperial city of the Central Empire. It not only was a place where spiritual veins met, but also gave birth to many ancient families.

Even though the Central Empire of Shengming was destroyed, those ancient families did not decline.

"Zhang Ruochen, I have a spiritual power holy weapon that I can lend you."

Chu Siyuan walked out of the cabin, and at the same time, he took out a golden metal mask and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen showed a suspicious expression and said, "What kind of mental power holy weapon are you?"

A black line appeared on Chu Siyuan's forehead and he said sternly: "You are a serious criminal wanted by the court. With your current appearance, you may have been arrested before you even entered Shengming City."

"This magical golden mask from me can not only cover up the breath of your body, but also blur your figure and appearance. Even the saint of spiritual power will be difficult to see your true body clearly."

Zhang Ruochen's heart was secretly sad, "If it weren't for you, the old man, I would have changed into Gu Linfeng's appearance and entered Shengming City openly."
Chapter completed!