In the underground fire room, Zhao Zhuo took out the harvested porcelain vase from his arms.

At this time, his expression was as normal, but he was a little scared in his heart. You must know that the distance between the two at that time was only about three or four meters. The speed of a lower-grade magic weapon at this distance can almost be regarded as blinking. This is definitely the closest to death so far.

Once.

From now on, Zhao Zhuo will have to be extremely vigilant when facing pedestrians he meets occasionally. Moreover, this incident also exposed his own shortcomings, which is the lack of defensive magic weapons, especially defenses that do not need to be activated... passively triggered.

The magic weapon is what he needs most right now.

Zhao Zhuo poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle. It was light blue in color and occasionally flashed with spiritual light. He found that the smell was very familiar, a bit like the Qingling Pill he had eaten, but he did not dare to be careless, in case the enemy left behind a legacy that would perish together.

Hands, that’s a little bad.

In the world of immortality, there are often people who go to great lengths to kill their enemies, only to end up with their intestines pierced and rotten to death when they use the enemy's elixirs to prepare for a breakthrough. You must be prepared for any danger.

It stands to reason that this person should have left the Dihuo Hall and went to a store to buy a few Qingling Pills with the intention of going home to retreat and break through the bottleneck, but he didn't want to meet himself... and suddenly became a little greedy.

This robbery and killing must have been a spur-of-the-moment attack, so he was in such a hurry, and he did not expect that Zhao Zhuo's spiritual sense was so sharp that he could detect the danger in an instant. Based on this analysis, he should not have prepared the deadly poison in advance.

But Zhao Zhuo still did not relax his vigilance. He first used his fingers to take out a little powder from the outside of the elixir, put it in his mouth, and waited for the effect of the medicine to take effect. The powder turned into pure spiritual power and dispersed, and then was transformed by the meridians.

Stored in Dantian.

There is no problem with the skin of the elixir.

Zhao Zhuo immediately found a silver needle from the package, pierced the center of the elixir, and carefully held it in his mouth. If something unexpected happened... he could quickly spit it out and then rinse his mouth with cold water. And it was such a small amount.

If you want to poison a cultivator, you will definitely need second-level poison.

With that person's identity and strength, there is no way he can get the second-level poison.

After the two tests show no problem, it can be determined that this elixir should be the Qingling elixir.

Zhao Zhuo thought about it and put away the elixirs. He planned to ask Shen Yunjiao to help judge these three elixirs after a while. Although his test should be correct, he could not gamble with his own life.

Then he began to adjust his condition and took a Qingling Pill purchased from Shen Yunjiao.

The rich spiritual power spread, constantly transforming and filling the body through the meridians. After about four hours, Zhao Zhuo let out a long breath of turbid air, and his own cultivation level was one step closer to the fifth level of Qi training.

After training, Zhao Zhuo was about to forge spiritual iron, but suddenly he seemed to see a shadow of a sword spreading in front of his eyes, and suddenly heard a soft voice in his ear, as if someone was whispering softly in his ear.

"I am Chen Xiaorong, the chief successor of the Moyun Sect, and I am the guard of Dongfangfang City."

"I have three rules, please follow them."

"You must not rob or kill your fellow comrades, you must not bully women, and you must not use force to bully the weak."

"Violators will be killed."

The voice of the person transmitting the message was very soft and clean. Only when he said the last word to kill, his tone changed, becoming cold and majestic, like the biting cold wind that suddenly blew through in the cold weather.

For some reason, when he heard this sentence, Zhao Zhuo suddenly remembered the girl who came to Moyun Sect in a flying boat with him ten years ago. She had a cute face. After many years, the girl's specific appearance had changed.

It's a bit fuzzy, I just remember her name is Chen Xiaorong, and her dream is to become a hero.

At that time, he thought the name was a bit delicate.

Unexpectedly, in ten years, she has become the chief true successor. She is truly worthy of the heavenly spirit root and the transparent body of the sword heart. She is the future Nascent Soul True Monarch and a powerful swordsman.

Zhao Zhuo sighed, stood up and began to forge the spiritual iron.

No matter how glorious others are, they are still others. If you can’t envy them, there is no need to envy them.

Zhao Zhuo was in seclusion in the Earth Fire Chamber, but the outside world had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The connection between Yunlan Mountain and Moyun Mountain is a valley with a width of 100 meters. The two peaks next to it are covered by formations. On the peak is the clan land of the Ji Zhu family, forming a barrier to prevent the invasion of monsters.

Therefore, if monsters want to enter Moyun Mountain to hunt, that valley is the only way to go.

At this time, there is a person waiting here on this only way.

Chen Xiaorong, the new guardian, plans to single-handedly block the invasion of monsters. She wears simple and elegant clothes, has a light and slender figure, is not tall, but has a well-proportioned figure. Her eyes are bright and clear...

A hint of perseverance and calmness.

The face shape is a standard goose egg, the face is delicate, no makeup is applied, and the skin is whiter than snow.

She looked at the monsters hidden in the mountains and forests in the distance. Her robe was fluttering in the breeze, decorated with embroidery of cranes and clouds, and her hair was neatly tied into a ponytail.

He holds a long sword in his hand, with a blade about one meter long and as pure white as snow.

Finally, driven by hunger, a monster ran towards Chen Xiaorong and launched an attack.

"Shua."

There was a flash of silver light, and the monster's head was in a different place.

Stimulated by the smell of blood, the monsters became crazy and could no longer bear it. Nearly a hundred monsters began to run towards the thin figure standing at the mouth of the valley, as if they wanted to tear her into pieces.

The silver sword light roared down like a rainstorm. From the beginning to the end, Chen Xiaorong's face was so calm, and she seemed to be emitting a dazzling silver light under the moonlight.

That night, the four major divisions were harassed by less than ten monster beasts. At first, most people expressed their incomprehension about this situation...until they saw the piles of monster bones at the entrance of the valley, their incomprehension quickly changed. Deeply shocked.

Seven days later, Zhao Zhuo met a dejected Shen Yunjiao in the street stall area, and then learned from her what happened during this period. Chen Xiaorong stopped the invasion of monsters with one person and one sword. Later, many people would wait there specially. Valley.

Not to help kill the monsters, but to pick up the bodies of Chen Xiaorong after killing the monsters and take them back to sell or eat. This caused... the price of monster meat in Moyunfang City plummeted, that is, at this time Shen Yun The reason why Jiao was unhappy was that her business was robbed.

In addition, Shen Yunjiao confirmed the three Qingling Pills using her own techniques and found that they were indeed Qingling Pills.

The co-worker originally planned to retreat and break through, but he didn't want to become a boy delivering treasures.

From then on, Zhao Zhuo often went to the street stall area to chat with Shen Yunjiao. Perhaps because the street stall area was crowded with people, she could always grasp first-hand information about Moyunfang City.

The first few casual cultivators who went to the valley to pick up monster meat for sale, two of them were spotted by the robbery cultivator...and died at night. Not long after, Chen Xiaorong took action, killing six or seven casual cultivators, and designated They are Jiexiu.

This kind of thing happened three or four times. More than thirty people were killed by Jie Xiu. Among them, the person with the highest cultivation level had reached the eighth level of Qi training. Even if the target was smashed to ashes and all traces were removed, Chen Xiaorong still could not escape. The tracking technique was directly beheaded.

Since then, the robbery cultivators in Moyunfang City seemed to have disappeared.

"The guardians are really busy this time." Zhao Zhuo sighed. The other guardians came here to earn spiritual stones, but this one seemed to come to work. He worked two shifts day and night without any rest, killing monsters in the valley at night. Beast, you still need to track Jie Xiu during the day.

"People like her will not end well." Shen Yunjiao sighed, her eyes filled with admiration and a bit of regret, even hard to understand.

"Oh? Why?" Zhao Zhuo asked.

"Because, she stands on the opposite side of the 90% strong people in the late stage of Qi training in Moyunfang City."

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Chapter completed!