Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

In Chen Mo's opinion, what Motai Mountain lacks now is an opportunity to explode.

And the sooner Wu Qingyan, the biggest obstacle, is solved, the sooner this opportunity will come.

On the fourth day after sending Zuoqiu Ronglu away, Zhang Jie finally sent news.

This time, he did not make any excessive explanations, but only said two words "take action".

One sentence, two words, contain too many meanings. Chen Mo never believed that a sword cultivator who had been reincarnated for more than 8,000 years would be timid about a cultivator who had not yet broken through the transformation of the gods.

Perhaps, returning to the transformation of the gods has a considerable price for him, so he hesitated.

But once this decision is made, it must be fully certain.

Since Zhang Jie agreed to take action, Chen Mo could not be idle.

He immediately found Nie Yuanzhi and arranged the things that had been discussed before, especially the skilled craftsmen in Beizhou, who were ready to lead Motai Mountain to build a city.

Secondly, the monsters of Changge Spirit Pond, led by Dou, rushed in all directions, matched by the green-haired army of the Corpse Driving Hall.

This force, not to mention sweeping across the entire Pingdu Continent, is an unmatched force for the four generals' mansions without a leader!

Of course, these are just tributaries, and the entire river is still Huang Yu.

"Have you decided to take action?"

This cultivator who has inherited the inheritance of the Great Thousand Immortal Lord is actually struggling.

"Brother Huang, I won't hide it from you. Zhang Jie must be sure of his move, and once the general is solved, the teleportation arrays leading to this place from other states will all be destroyed. Not only can people from Zhongzhou not come, but people from Pingdu Continent can't get out either."

At this point, Chen Mo can no longer hide it from him.

And it is impossible to hide it.

However, after saying this, Huang Yu was not angry, but smiled and said: "That's perfect, cultivate to the God Transformation Realm and then return to Zhongzhou."

"Brother Huang, are you so sure that Pingduzhou will return?"

"Brother Chen dares to make such a big bet, why should I not dare?"

Hearing this, Chen Mo smiled heartily: "You are worthy of being the first person below the God Transformation Realm!"

"Haha, let's go!"

With a cry, Xiao Kang flew over.

The two jumped and headed straight for Feitian Pass.

Feitian Pass is located in the center of Pingduzhou, and a rushing river flows through the valley between two mountains.

The general has practiced here for a thousand years and has almost controlled the most core resources of the entire Pingduzhou: secret realms, spiritual mines, spiritual fields, and various skills and magics, all of which are involved.

But unfortunately, although Pingduzhou is strong, it is only a remote prefecture on the edge.

The resource endowment is there, and no matter how it develops, it can never be like Zhongzhou.

Unless, like Beizhou, they gather the power of nine legends, set up a reversal formation, activate the underground spiritual veins, absorb the spiritual power flowing to the rift, and then suppress the demon cave with supreme power, so that the rift land dare not make any rash moves.

It is precisely because of this that Beizhou's departure from Zhongzhou's control, whether it is the king or the six ministries, did not stop it. After all, unlike the three states in the southwest and east, the nine legends grabbed the spiritual veins of the rift to nourish the state capital. This not only did not cause the decline of Wuchi State, but strengthened its strength!

So it can be said that the nine legends can get such a state capital that belongs entirely to them.

Chen Mo and Huang Yu arrived at Feitian Pass early.

After waiting for about three hours, Zhang Jie, who was closer, came on a sword.

After a few days, when he saw each other again, he did not hold a novel in his hand for the first time, but his face was solemn.

His angular facial features looked deep under such an expression.

The appearance that originally obliterated everyone actually gave people an indescribable sense of uniqueness.

It was as if he was himself, a person who was not influenced by the world!

Zhang Jie stopped and stared at Chen Mo, and asked after a while: "Do you know what kind of skills I practice?"

Chen Mo shook his head.

The next moment, the other party suddenly laughed: "I hope you will never know."

As soon as the voice fell, the flying sword under Zhang Jie's feet turned into a rainbow light and went straight to Feitian Pass.

And just after he left, Huang Yu on the side said: "He is a little different from the first time I met him."

Chen Mo nodded: "It's like he made a difficult decision."

The two looked at the direction where the other disappeared at the same time.

Huang Yu will take action, but not now.

Zhang Jie's flowing rainbow quickly broke through the sky and appeared in Feitian Pass.

However, before he fell to the ground, a net of heaven and earth covered his direction.

The giant net flashed with lightning, and contained infinite power and irresistible truth inside, which made him feel like he wanted to die!

Zhang Jie was not in a hurry, and did not even raise his hand. A simple and simple sword with a purple hilt and a silver blade, about six feet long, appeared out of thin air behind him.

8,700 years ago, the world only knew that Jian Shiqi had two swords.

One was the Zhenlong Sword that accompanied him to his growth and rise, and beheaded countless enemies.

One was the Qianye Sword that he refined and wore after breaking the myth of Pingduzhou and standing on the top of Pingduzhou.

He put both swords in the tomb, only for the destined person to get them.

However, only a very few people know that in addition to these two magic weapons, there is another sword, and this sword is Zhang Jie's sharpest and most powerful magic weapon!

Dusk Sword!

This is called Dusk.

Because this sword will end the day and split the darkness!

The Dusk Sword was unsheathed, meeting the net that fell from the sky. It cut the magic weapon that attacked him in half as easily as cutting through clothes.

Under the backlash, the attacker groaned, his chest shook violently almost at the same time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Dark clouds gathered, and the night fell.

The Dusk Sword slashed the night with one sword.

Zhang Jie hadn't made a move for many years, or he had never made a move in this life.

However, his failure to make a move did not mean that he was weak.

On the contrary, after so many years of precipitation, his strength and realm had already reached a superb level.

Outside Feitian Pass.

Chen Mo put his hands behind his back and looked at everything in front of him.

The other party's performance also confirmed his view of Zhang Jie.

Jian Shiqi, who had lived for more than 8,000 years and reincarnated countless times, was definitely not a mediocre Yuanying!

And next to him, Huang Yu, who had come to watch the show, suddenly became short of breath.

The sword just now made him see countless possibilities.

He only used the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm, but he showed the power of the Spiritual Transformation Realm!

For a moment, the sword in the dark night stirred the blood in his heart.

He even wanted to rush into the battlefield and have a hearty fight with Zhang Jie to see who is the most powerful Nascent Soul cultivator!

Zhang Jie's sword not only shocked the ambushers.

Even Wu Qingyan, who had been slow to act, was startled!

"Sword Seventeen!" (End of this chapter)