Xu Zimo estimated that Cui Yuan must be the little monster who gave Chu Yang experience in his previous life.
After being killed by Chu Yang, he obtained the last Suppressing Prison Bead, so Xu Zimo didn't know the source.
As for this life, he suddenly snatched the Suppressing Prison Bead from Cui Yuan hands. It can only be said that luck.
Seeing Thirteenth Black walking towards him step by step, Chu Yang quickly retreated, he only felt a burning pain in his chest, his head was also dizzy from the loss of blood.
"Am I going to die like this?" Chu Yang thought reluctantly.
He was guided by Old Mo, he cultivated the Immortal Emperor cultivation technique, and he had to find Xiao'er.
He was not willing to die here, not willing!
"Little Yang, don't worry, no one can hurt you with me," Old Mo voice came from the ring.
"Old Mo, you," Chu Yang looked at the ring suspiciously.
An illusory image of an old man slowly reflected from the ring.
When the old man appeared, it seemed that the entire Heaven and Earth fell silent.
The sun and moon rotate, with more than one cycle.
Invisible momentum condensed on the old man. He carried his hands on his back, his temples with white hair, and a green robe.
He sighed, and an immortal aura swept around him. He slowly stretched out his right hand as if all time and space had frozen and stopped.
"This, this," Thirteenth Black looked at the old silhouette seriously.
"When I was in my prime, I didn't even pay attention to the strongest Sacred Vein Realm cultivator, and the Void Vein Realm ant dared to kill this old man chosen one," the old man said lightly.
"You also said that it was in its prime. Now you still have quite a bit of strength left." Thirteenth Black said and slowly took out a jade token.
This jade token was given to him by Xu Zimo, and within it was a wisp of Xu Qingshan soul. As long as it was opened, it could erupt the power of a half-step Sacred Vein Realm.
"Not good." The old man glanced at the usefulness of the jade token.
He didn't expect the other party to come prepared, and he only started pretending to be strong, how could he face such a difficult thing.
With a wave of his right hand, the cage that fell from the sky enveloped Thirteenth Black within, and then immediately grabbed Chu Yang shoulder, shouting loudly, "Go."
This ordinary cage couldn't hold Thirteenth Black at all. The old man could tell that he had used all the strength he had accumulated over the years, and then took Chu Yang away.
......
In the dense forest, the old man slowly put Chu Yang down. At this moment, his illusory shadow had already dimmed slightly, as if it would disappear at any moment.
"Old Mo, are you alright?" Chu Yang shouted anxiously.
"It's fine, don't worry," Old Mo said with a smile: "It's just that the Divine Soul Power has been used up too much now, so it will be fine for a while."
"If there is a medicinal herb for Divine Soul in the future, remember to help me get it."
After Old Mo finished speaking, he entered the ring.
Chu Yang nodded, took a deep breath, the blood in his chest had stopped.
But his head still hurt a little, and he leaned under the big tree beside him, wanting to rest for a while.
There was another sound of footsteps, Chu Yang was surprised, the person just now was not going to chase him.
He turned his head and looked, only to see a man carrying a long sword slowly approaching.
The man was dressed in white, looked attractive, with a smile on his face.
Chu Yang was about to speak, and a powerful and imposing momentum suppressed him.
He groaned and felt that he couldn't move at all.
The feeling this swordsman gave him was stronger than the man in black just now.
The swordsman walked in front of him, bowed slowly, and took out a Suppressing Prison Bead from Chu Yang chest.
"Who are you?" Chu Yang gaze was as if a torch, looked at the other party and asked.
"Shili Changkong," the man replied with a smile, then left with the Suppressing Prison Bead.
When the man left, Chu Yang felt his whole body loose, and couldn't help but breathe.
"Old Mo," Chu Yang called out hesitantly.
"That man was very strong just now, I didn't dare to go out, at least he was in the Venerable Vein Realm," Old Mo said seriously.
"Why do I feel that I seem to have fallen into a trap by others, as if there is an invisible big hand controlling everything," Chu Yang said pondering.
"Who are these people?"
"Don't think about it that much, cultivate well," Old Mo said: "You are still too weak now, and when you are strong, you will get the answer someday."
"Too bad for those beads."
Chu Yang nodded with sharp eyes.
.........
Xu Zimo took the last Suppressing Prison Bead that Shili Changkong had brought, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said, "Yes, you worked hard."
"Why don't you let me kill him?" Shili Changkong asked suspiciously.
"Don't you think it's sad not to have a real opponent in this world?" Xu Zimo said with a smile: "I will give him unlimited hope, and then make him despair. That would be very interesting!"
"Then what did you promise me?" Shili Changkong asked.
Xu Zimo smiled and sent two secret books to Shili Changkong, these two secret books were [Chanting Heavenly Sword Secret Art] and [Three Powers Sword Formation].
"Relax, I can't regret anything I promised." Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Shili Changkong looked at Xu Zimo, but didn't say anything.
He suddenly felt that being friends with Xu Zimo was much better than being enemies.
.....
Early the next morning, they set out to leave Heavenly Sword City.
Before leaving, Xu Zimo warned Guan Zhenhai, "Something to stop while you can."
"I see," Guan Zhenhai nodded quickly.
He knew that Xu Zimo was referring to him using the True Martial Sacred Sect name for personal gain with the Chang Family in the past two years.
Xu Zimo didn't really care about Guan Zhenhai. He knew that this World was originally a fusion of black and white, so why did black and white have to be separated so clearly.
No one is really good, and no one is really bad.
As long as there are a few things that are adequate, within the scope of the game, it's really okay.
......
The past few days were the most lively period of the True Martial Sacred Sect. The sect wants to open the gates and recruit disciples.
In the ten thousand li region of this splendid place, who knows how many young people are prepared, eager to try, wanting to become disciples of the Holy Land in the hearts of many.
Even if there were several small sects around, they also wanted to send disciples with innate talent into the True Martial Sacred Sect.
This is a wider world, and can also get more opportunities and better resources.
......
There were 188 steps right in front of the sect gate. All teenagers who wished to become True Martial Sacred Sect disciples had to go through these steps. This is the first test.
The first 100 steps are twice the gravity, the second step in the middle is 80 times the gravity, and the last five steps are ten times the gravity.
The test of this level is to test the student perseverance. This has nothing to do with personal strength, because no matter how strong you are, gravity will not change.
The person who could pass these 188 steps could only rely on his own willpower.