Nine days ago, Chu Tian walked into the Mingfeng Mountains to practice in style.
Nine days later, Chutian was dressed in ragged clothes and holding a pottery basin tightly in his hand, walking on the path down the mountain.
There is a medicinal herb in the basin, swaying in the wind, exuding a special herbal fragrance.
Tomorrow is grandpa Chu Zhenting’s 60th birthday. This herb is a gift specially prepared by Chu Tian for his grandpa.
The name of the grass is Fengling, which is unique to the Mingfeng Mountains. It blooms every 50 years and bears fruit every 50 years. The flower stems can replenish energy and prolong life, and the fruit seeds are an essential material for alchemy in the cultivation sect.
Although the Phoenix Spirit Grass in Chu Tian's hand has not yet reached its fruition, it is already protected by a fifth-level monster.
Monsters are divided into nine levels, corresponding to the strength of warriors in the spiritual martial realm.
A fifth-level monster is like a warrior at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, but the physical body of the monster is far more powerful than that of a warrior at the same level. Therefore, once a fifth-level monster becomes angry, it is enough to make a fifth-level warrior at the Spiritual Martial Realm fall into despair.
Escape, even with the strength of the sixth level of the Chutian Spiritual Martial Realm, it took a lot of trouble to kill the fifth-level monster and successfully obtain the Phoenix Spirit Grass.
He is a genius of the younger generation of the Chu family. He practiced martial arts at the age of 5 and entered the Lingwu realm at the age of 8. At the age of 16, he broke through the bottleneck of the Lingwu realm, opened up his Dantian, and cultivated his inner strength. He became the first among the younger generation of the Chu family to break through to the Lingwu realm.
A person at the sixth level of martial arts.
Such a genius is naturally regarded as the hope of the Chu family, and Chu Zhenting takes great care of this grandson. Therefore, over the years, Chu Tian has developed the habit of running to his grandfather whenever he has free time, and Chu Zhenting
Ting's relationship is also the closest.
Thinking of his grandfather's expression when he saw Fenglingcao, Chutian couldn't help laughing, but as soon as the mountain road turned, Chutian's smile froze.
In front of him, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old came over and blocked his way.
"Hand over the Phoenix Spirit Grass!" After saying that, the young man reached out and grabbed it without giving Chu Tian a chance to refuse.
"Who are you?" Chu Tian pushed the boy's hand away and stood there looking at the boy coldly.
The young man's hand was pushed away, and when he saw Chu Tian's cold expression, he immediately darkened his face and shouted angrily: "You steal my Tianyang Sect's medicinal herbs and you dare to be so presumptuous. I think you don't want to live anymore!"
Tianyang Sect is a cultivation sect in Mingfeng County. It has monks who absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and refine the talisman of life. No warriors or big families in the secular world can compete with it.
Therefore, even if the young man in front of him only has the strength of the third level of the Lingwu Realm, Chu Tian does not want to cause trouble. Although the Chu family is powerful in Mingfeng County, it cannot compete with Tianyang Sect at all.
But he didn't want to cause trouble, but he would never hand over the Phoenix Spirit Grass. Chu Tian glanced at the young man and wanted to leave.
"What? You can't understand people?" The young man sneered. When Chu Tian passed by him, he suddenly punched Chu Tian.
But how could the third level of the Lingwu Realm be compared with the sixth level of Chu Tian's Lingwu Realm? Chu Tian didn't take any action at all. The energy in his body turned around, and there was a crisp sound of bones, and the young man howled miserably and flew out.
It hit the mountain wall next to the mountain road hard.
"You still dare to fight back?" The young man became angry and turned to the jungle on the other side and shouted: "What are you waiting for there? Why don't you come out?"
There was a rustle in the woods, and several young men of about the same age rushed over. One of them ran over and helped the young man up, while the others surrounded Chu Tian.
The young man who was injured by Chu Tian stood up. He kept gasping for air because his wrist was broken. His face distorted by pain looked extremely ferocious. He stared at Chu Tian and said viciously: "You asked for this.
!Break his legs!"
Chu Tian looked at the vicious young man, his face became even colder, and without saying a word, he jumped up and kicked the young man with his broken arm away again.
Chu Tian kicked the boy away with one kick. Chu Tian kept doing it, hitting one person or a group. He was young and energetic, and what he couldn't stand the most was a guy who bullied others. He gathered his inner strength in his hands and slapped each one.
, and swatted away all the teenagers around him.
Glancing at the people who were wailing like gourds on the ground, Chu Tian felt extremely comfortable. He was about to leave with the Phoenix Spirit Grass in his hands. Suddenly, a figure flew towards him not far away. A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old soon appeared.
In front of everyone.
The young man in white robes stood tall and proud. He looked at the people lying on the ground and then at Chu Tian, and his expression immediately darkened.
"What's going on?"
"Senior Brother Zhanyun, a few of us found a Phoenix Spirit Grass in the mountains. Who knew we met this guy? He came up to grab it without saying a word. When we didn't give it to him, he beat us up!" First of all!
The boy who started the trouble shouted.
"Yes, we all said that we are disciples of Tianyang Sect, but this guy doesn't take our Tianyang Sect seriously at all."
"Senior Brother Zhanyun, help us teach this boy a lesson..."
When several people saw the young man, they immediately started shouting and talking nonsense.
Chu Tian's face turned even colder, but he was thoughtful and knew that these people were all in the same group, so he was afraid that no matter how hard he tried to defend himself, it would be useless.
Sure enough, Senior Brother Zhanyun listened to what a few people said, his eyes lit up on the Phoenix Spirit Grass, and he said solemnly: "Hand over the Phoenix Spirit Grass, kneel down and kowtow to them a few times to admit your mistake, and then get out of here!"
Chu Tian was extremely angry and laughed back. Without even looking at Zhan Yun, he walked up to the teenagers and kicked them one by one, kicking them away.
"Obviously it was you who wanted to steal my Phoenix Spirit Grass. It was obviously you who took action first, but now you are framing me and beating you up. If that's the case, then let's live up to the name!" Looking at the moaning and howling teenagers, Chu Tian finally
I couldn't help but shouted angrily.
"Boy, you are too arrogant!" Zhan Yun's face turned livid, and Chu Tian even hurt someone in front of him, obviously not taking him seriously.
The inner energy all over his body suddenly emitted, Zhan Yun kicked out, but before his kick could reach him, an air blade formed by the inner energy arrived in front of Chu Tian.
This Zhan Yun is actually at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and is able to release his inner strength outwards.
Chu Tian grabbed his right hand back, held the long sword in his hand, and drew three swords in the air, releasing three silver-white sword energy.
A sword energy came in the center to meet the air blade, and the other two sword energy pierced Zhan Yun, one from the left and the other from the right.
Chu Family Martial Arts - Nine Blades Breaking the Sky, practiced to the extreme with one sword making nine blades, and the shadow of the sword in the sky makes people unable to avoid it. Although Chu Tian is a genius, after all, he has just broken through to the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Now it can only release three sword energies.
"boom"
The two internal energies collided, making a loud noise. Zhan Yun took a few steps back, blood flowing from his arms. He was actually injured by Chu Tian's other two sword energies.
"You are looking for death!" Zhan Yun shouted angrily.
Chu Tian stared at the furious Zhan Yun and said with a sneer: "This Phoenix Spirit Grass belongs to me. I will fight to the death with whoever takes it from me!"
"You are not qualified enough!" Zhan Yun's face was gloomy, he was completely angered by Chu Tian, and a chilling air emanated from his body.
With a "chi" sound, a dazzling light flashed in his hand, and a square piece of talisman paper rose into the air.
"Spirit Talisman..." Chu Tian was shocked. How could he have thought that Zhan Yun was just a warrior at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and could actually use a spiritual talisman to attack?
After all, in the Qianwu Continent, only those monks who can absorb spiritual energy can refine their own spiritual talismans and use them to attack enemies.
There was a flash of light in front of his eyes, and Chu Tian had no time to dodge. There was a sharp pain in his chest and he fell to the ground.
In the haze, he saw a flash of green light on his chest, and a green flying sword fell directly into Zhan Kong's hand, transforming into the talisman again.
His whole body was paralyzed, and a powerful spiritual energy penetrated into his body, flying through the meridians like a snake. Wherever it passed, Chutian's meridians were destroyed, and the severe pain came one after another like a tide, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"Pa..."
As the spiritual energy rushed into his Dantian, Chutian clearly heard the sound of his Dantian shattering, and he immediately fell into despair.
Dantian is the foundation of a warrior. After the sixth level of Lingwu realm, only by condensing the Dantian can you accumulate internal energy, hit the peak of the ninth level of Lingwu, break through the realm of warriors, turn your internal energy into spiritual essence, and become a monk in the Yellow Talisman realm, then you can communicate with the world. A glimmer of possibility to attain enlightenment and become an immortal.
Chutian had been looking forward to the day when he would break through in cultivation more than once, but now, with his Dantian destroyed, all Chutian's hopes were in vain.
This makes him more desperate and crazy than wanting him to die.
"Feng Ling Cao..."
"Tomorrow is grandpa's sixtieth birthday..."
"Tianyang Sect, even if I, Chu Tian, become a ghost, I will never let you go..."
"No, no, I, Chu Tian, am unwilling to give in. I, Chu Tian, cannot die like this..."
With each scream coming from his soul, Chu Tian's whole body seemed to be on fire. He was angry and unwilling.
"You guys, throw the body into the valley!" Zhan Yun walked to Chu Tian, bent down to put away the Phoenix Spirit Grass, and ordered to the others.
"Senior Brother Zhan Yun, he, is he really... dead?" The young man who caused the trouble swallowed and looked at Zhan Yun with a slight panic.
"A small warrior dares to provoke our Tianyang Sect, and he deserves it all for himself!" Zhan Yun said coldly.
"Yes, you deserve to die..." A young man smiled grimly.
"It's just that he died too quickly, which gave him an advantage..."
"Senior Brother Zhanyun is still awesome..."
Several teenagers talked in confusion, walked to Chu Tian's "corpse", and were about to lift it up.
"Buzz..."
An ethereal sound came from Chu Tian's body, like the strings of a piano being plucked, like the soul trembling, and Chu Tian's body shook violently.
"It's a fake corpse!" The teenagers were frightened by this sudden turn of events. They shouted in panic, instinctively dropped Chu Tian's body and took a few steps back in horror.
"Buzz...buzz..."
The ethereal sound of the piano suddenly sounded in Chu Tian's body, and where the Dantian was shattered just now, the spiritual energy seemed to be caught by something, and turned into a ball of light green mist with a whooshing sound.
In the mist, a guqin faintly appeared, its whole body red, its seven strings emitting a faint colorful light, as if an invisible hand was plucking the strings, emitting bursts of ethereal sounds.
"What's going on? You were attacked by one of my spiritual talismans and you're not dead yet?" Not only were the young men frightened, but Zhan Yun also had a look of astonishment on his face.
The sound of the piano was ethereal, and waves of light mist rose up in the mountains, pouring into Chu Tian's body like a tide. The destroyed meridians, nourished by the mist, recovered very quickly, and in the blink of an eye they were gone.
In perfect condition.
However, Chu Tian was still in a coma. Perhaps affected by his emotions, there was a trace of anger in the music.
"Hmph, you're pretending to be a ghost!" Zhan Kong snorted coldly and held out the magic talisman in his hand again.
His spiritual talisman is astonishingly powerful. It was specially refined for him by his father Zhan Changkong, the second elder of Tianyang Sect. It is filled with powerful spiritual energy, which can be used by Zhan Yun to perform ten attacks. Although it is not a natal spiritual talisman, it is still powerful.
It is incomparable and cannot be resisted by ordinary warriors.
There was a flash of green light, and the magic talisman turned into a small green sword again under Zhan Yun's urging, and shot toward Chu Tian.
"Buzz..."
Before the small green sword touched Chu Tian's body, the red guqin inside Chu Tian's body trembled again, and a ray of colorful light burst out of Chu Tian's body, suddenly surrounding the small green sword.
"What's going on?" Zhankong was horrified. The moment the green sword was wrapped in colorful light, he actually lost contact with the talisman.
"Bang……"
The small green sword only had time to struggle for three breaths before it burst into pieces, and the spiritual energy within it converged into Chu Tian's body along with the seven-colored light.
At the broken dantian, the light green mist that enveloped the guqin turned into crystal clear green after absorbing the spiritual energy of the entire talisman, and was still faintly emitting a green light.
"My magic talisman..." Zhan Yun roared, his eyes were blood red, and he rushed towards Chu Tian.