Zhou Tong didn't expect these two people to be of much help to him. He just wanted to leave a backup for himself. Maybe if there was a surprise, he could take advantage of it regardless of whether he had a date or not.

He was not fooling the two of them about that so-called mark. He could do it with his great spiritual skills.

However, doing this is also risky. If this guy accidentally leaks this matter, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be any weird means in the world of immortality to track him.

However, Zhou Tong felt that the probability of him being discovered was extremely low. Even if he was exposed, the other party could only trace it to Yang Mancang and not himself.

"Remember, I only give you ten years. Once the deadline is up, I will find my own way to find you."

After saying that, Zhou Tong let out a burst of weird laughter and left the cave.

Only Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wuji were left staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, smiling bitterly at each other.

"Zhao Lang, what should we do?"

Li Niang is worried.

Zhao Wuji sighed softly: "Now that things have happened, we can only try our best to complete this matter. Li Niang, how do you feel now?"

Li Niang said: "The toxins in the body have basically been eliminated, and the remaining ones should be cured after half a year of conditioning."

When Zhao Wuji heard this, all the worry disappeared from his face.

"That's good. I will find a way to get the Foundation Building Pill again. If you and I don't have the opportunity to build the Foundation, we will go to the secular world and live our lives as ordinary people."

Li Niang's face turned red and she leaned into Zhao Wuji's arms: "Zhao Lang, if it weren't for me, how could you end up like this?"

On the other side, after Zhou Tong left the cave, he flew straight towards Sanyang City.

When he returned to the sect's headquarters, the other three people had not returned yet. Zhou Tong went to a restaurant outside to buy some food and drinks, and sat in the courtyard humming a little tune to enjoy himself.

Stationed here, as long as nothing happens in the north, this mission will be very easy.

You can get a lot of contribution points just by lying down. Zhou Tong is very satisfied with this kind of life.

Two days later, the battle between geniuses ended. Li Qianyuan brought Yun Tiancheng to the sect's headquarters. When he saw Zhou Tong, his face was extremely ugly, and he scolded Zhou Tong, which made Zhou Tong confused.

The last time he experienced this feeling was when he was in elementary school more than a hundred years ago, which made him sigh that time flies so fast.

Seeing that Zhou Tong looked like he was aware of his mistake, Li Qianyuan's anger also dissipated a lot.

He said to a few people in a cold voice: "In a few days, you guys will go deep into the North with me."

Several people were shocked when they heard this.

Zhao Shanhe asked: "Uncle, is there something going on in the North?"

Li Qianyuan said: "It's nothing big, just a routine investigation. I'm accompanied by fellow Taoists from the Guiyuan Sect."

Everyone was relieved when they heard this. Since it was just a routine investigation, there would be no danger.

"Senior Nephew Tiancheng performed well this time. Although he stopped at sixth place, he still used his face for his own sake, unlike some people who are foundation-building monks and don't care about the sect's image at all."

Zhou Tong was a little speechless. He had not done anything important, so why did he bring himself up for criticism again?

In desperation, I had to sincerely reflect on it again, saying that I was deeply aware of the seriousness of the problem and would not do it again in the future.

However, he was also surprised that Yun Tiancheng could actually reach sixth place among the geniuses. Xuanling Sect has such a figure. It seems that as long as this kid does not die young, Xuanling Sect will definitely follow this person in the future.

Li Qianyuan looked at everyone and said: "You should all prepare to avoid unexpected situations."

A few days later, several people, led by Li Qianyuan, met with the monks from Guiyuan Sect.

Like the Xuanling Sect, the Guiyuan Sect is also a second-tier force in the world of immortality, and it also has garrison tasks in Sanyang City.

The other party was leading the team this time, a Jindan monk named Wu Feng. After chatting with Li Qianyuan for a while, he looked at Yun Tiancheng and said with envy:

"Your sect is so lucky. With a genius like Master Nephew Tiancheng here, you can rest easy for at least a thousand years."

Li Qianyuan's face lit up when he heard this: "Tiancheng's achievements are inseparable from his own efforts, but unfortunately he is still a little behind the five great geniuses."

"It's really hateful for this old guy to behave well even though he got a bargain."

Wu Feng cursed secretly, but on the surface he gave a few compliments, and then the group of people flew towards the north.

Zhou Tong looked at the endless grassland below him and the wild beasts galloping freely. He was in a particularly good mood. In his opinion, this was considered a public trip.

This kind of grassland scenery is far from comparable to the grasslands on earth that were destroyed by the industrial era.

This is the real sky, vast fields, wind-blown grass and low visibility of cattle and sheep.

Whether it is the earth or this world, nomadism and farming are naturally hostile.

Even if the world develops heavy machine guns, it will not be able to make the nomads sing and dance easily. The real high-end combat power is the immortal cultivators like them.

A foundation-building monk like him can deal with an armored group division on the earth. The Nascent Soul stage is simply a humanoid nuclear weapon. There is no soil for the development of scientific and technological civilization here. Personal force completely overrides collective force.

Zhou Tong has also thought about whether scientific and technological civilization or the civilization of cultivating immortals is stronger.

But later he felt that this kind of comparison was meaningless. Both of them would ultimately reach the same goal by different paths. They were both exploring and functioning on the rules of the universe in which they lived. Comparing two civilizations at different stages would be a hooliganism.

Even the Nascent Soul monks can't stop the Star Destroyer's giant cannon, and the God-Transformation monks are reaching for the stars and the moon. They are already creatures of another level.

"If I have time in the future, I can try to cultivate a technological civilization in this world."

Zhou Tong seemed to have thought of something interesting, and smiled obscenely.

As everyone patrolled, what they saw were small tribes driving cattle and sheep, struggling to make a living on this land.

The movements of mortals can often reflect any abnormal behavior in the world of barbarian cultivators.

However, after some investigation, everything is normal. It seems that the peace in the world of immortality can last for a long time.

The group of people patrolled the periphery of the grassland for more than ten days, preparing to explore deep into the hinterland, and then they could return to Sanyang City to continue living happily. At this moment, the expressions of Li Qianyuan and Wu Feng suddenly changed, and they turned to look at a certain place in the west.

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Zhou Tong also raised his eyebrows, and he felt a powerful aura wave coming from there.

Yun Tiancheng on the side noticed the change in Zhou Tong's expression and looked thoughtful.

"This aura is extremely evil. I have a bad feeling."

Wu Feng looked solemn.

Li Qianyuan said: "You juniors will return to Sanyang City immediately and notify the five major sects to send people for reinforcements."

None of the foundation-building monks knew what was going on, but looking at the two golden elixir-stage seniors who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, they all knew that something big had definitely happened.
Chapter completed!