Immortal Creation

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Zhuo asked with a puzzled look, as if he had noticed something was wrong.

Zheng Jian laughed dryly, "Brother Ning Zhuo is overthinking things."

Zhou Zhu nodded, "That's right."

Ning Xiaohui snorted, "The Lava Fairy Palace was one of the palaces of the three sect masters in the past, and it's very important. The three sect masters are powerful masters of the Void Refining Realm, and they left behind a test of inheritance. How could it be easy?"

"Your fighting spirit is commendable, but you are indeed a frog in the well, and you look down on others."

"Don't say that again in the future."

Ning Zhuo uttered an "ah" and nodded in agreement, "Oh, oh."

He has been observing the expressions of others.

The reason he said that was to provoke Zheng Jian and Zhou Zhu, and to find out the future action plans of the Zhou and Zheng families.

Unexpectedly, his reminder made the painful memories of the past come to mind again, giving Zheng Jian and Zhou Zhu a heavy blow.

Zheng Jian smiled bitterly: "The test of the three masters is too difficult. I'm not afraid of being laughed at by Brother Ning Zhuo. We haven't even passed the first level."

"Ah?" Ning Zhuo stared, looking quite surprised.

Zheng Jian is the oldest among all the people present. In addition, he is also straightforward by nature. He chose to announce his poor results frankly without hiding anything.

In fact, Ning Zhuo will definitely enter the Immortal Palace next, and he will definitely find out, so there is no need to hide it from him.

"What exactly is the first level that can stump Brother Zheng Jian and Brother Zhou Zhu?" Ning Zhuo couldn't help asking.

Ning Xiaohui couldn't help but chuckle, thinking: "Zheng Jian's words are still nicer. In fact, they haven't even seen the whole picture of the first level clearly."

She didn't enter the Immortal Palace, not once.

On the one hand, she has not been at the peak of the third level for a long time, and on the other hand, she has always been protected by the talisman and is not affected by soul extraction.

Because the Ning family learned the information from the other two families, they were sure that even if Ning Xiaohui entered the palace, she would not be able to play any role, so they simply let her keep her status and wait for the opportunity.

Because of these, Ning Xiaohui did not taste failure and had no empathy for Zheng Jian and Zhou Zhu.

Seeing that Ning Zhu was about to ask questions, Zhou Zeshen clapped his hands and interrupted him: "Everyone, just eating and drinking is a bit boring."

"My Zhou family recently recruited a mechanical cultivator named Chu Xiyao, who is quite talented."

"Brother Zheng, Chu Xiyao also came with you to the banquet this time, and is currently waiting in the lobby."

"Why not let her come up and arrange a play for everyone to entertain?"

Zheng Jian looked at Zhou Zeshen deeply and nodded: "Since the Zhou family brother has this intention, I will naturally welcome him very much. Please invite that great talent to come up."

After a while.

Chu Xiyao opened the door and greeted everyone present.

She is a female cultivator with an above-average appearance and attractive temperament. Her eyebrows drooped, her expression was mournful, especially her waist was very thin, her figure was like a willow in the wind, very pitiful.

She was obviously in the foundation building stage, but she was very humble to the Qi refining cultivators present.

The world of cultivation respects the strong.

But this situation is not surprising.

On the one hand, the difference in combat power between the foundation building stage and the Qi refining stage is not particularly large, and there are many situations that can be overcome.

On the other hand, this is the right way, not the magic way of fighting in the jungle.

A large part of Chu Xiyao's respect was for the talents of Zheng Jian and others.

If a cultivator has spiritual roots, he can practice.

In ancient times, people with spiritual roots were very rare, so spiritual roots alone were noble enough.

With the development of the times, the number of cultivators increased, and they began to pursue excellent spiritual roots.

Today, the spiritual energy has become more and more rich. For cultivators, spiritual roots are no longer a big deal, and talent is worthy of respect.

Chu Xiyao only has immortal roots, and has no talent. In time, her cultivation will be easily surpassed by Zheng Jian and others.

Therefore, her respect is essentially still respect for the strong.

It's just that those present will become strong in the future.

This is the same as some sects that have obtained excellent talents in cultivation, and they are immediately accepted as personal disciples by the sect's top leaders. Even if they are only in the Qi Refining Stage, they have the status of elders and are treated with courtesy by the sect.

Ning Xiaohui was curious: "I have heard of Senior Chu's reputation. My Ning family also wanted to use a lot of money to hire you."

"The senior rejected my clan because he didn't like constraints and liked freedom."

"I am very curious. I don't know why the senior changed his mind and joined the Zhou family?"

Chu Xiyao sighed: "Isn't it Zhu Xuanji?"

It turned out that Chu Xiyao herself was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, good at mechanical skills, and reached the standards of the Immortal Palace. She could enter the Immortal Palace and compete for the right of inheritance.

She did enter the Immortal Palace, was injured, and got benefits.

Zhu Xuanji did not catch the black shadow demon cultivator at the Fire Persimmon Festival. Although the clues in his hand were not completely cut off, Zhu Xuanji believed that these might be traps deliberately left for him by the real murderer.

Zhu Xuanji obtained all the records from the four major forces in the Fire Persimmon Fairy City and listed a list of suspects.

He started from the first person on the list and checked them one by one.

Li Leifeng was the first person he checked.

Then it was Zhao Die, who was killed by Zhu Xuanji for resisting.

Chu Xiyao knew very well that she must be on the list, but she didn't want to leave the Fire Persimmon Fairy City and wanted to wait for an opportunity to enter the Fairy Palace.

So, after thinking about it, she chose the Zhou family as the temporary target.

Why did she do this?

She mainly considered two points.

First, it definitely couldn't be the City Lord's Mansion. The City Lord's Mansion was under the jurisdiction of the Nandou Dynasty and was originally a subordinate. Chu Xiyao had no reason to join it to resist Zhu Xuanji's severe investigation.

Second, the conditions of the three major families were more relaxed and far more attractive than the City Lord's Mansion. Even if Zhu Xuanji came to trouble her, the three major families could not resist head-on, but they could also provide a certain degree of protection. At worst, the three major families could secretly release the news and let Chu Xiyao escape by herself.

The three major families took root in Huoshi Xiancheng and all attached great importance to maintaining the family reputation.

After comprehensive consideration, Chu Xiyao chose the most powerful Zhou family among the three major families.

Ning Zhuo's eyes flickered slightly.

He stood out, participated in the small banquet, and got the first valuable information tonight.

"Did the cultivators start to band together because of Zhu Xuanji's actions?"

"Some cultivators have a relatively clean background and are likely to choose to rely on the four major forces. But there must be some demon cultivators who are unwilling to rely on them. They either flee or band together. There are almost no idiots who continue to act alone."

"Zhu Xuanji checked the suspicious persons one by one. I wonder if my mother is on this list?"

Ning Zhuo felt the pressure again.

Chu Xiyao patted the storage bag and released a mechanical wooden box.

The wooden box was square. After falling to the ground, it was quickly disassembled and gradually formed into a rectangular maze chessboard.

Ning Zhuo could see at a glance that this chessboard imitated Room No. 2.

Although Zhou Zhu and Zheng Jian were defeated by the heavy hammer at the door, they could also catch a glimpse of the appearance and layout of Room No. 2 when they opened the door.

With more deaths, they can also collect some valuable information.

After Chu Xiyao laid out the maze chessboard, he took out the chess pieces and distributed them to Zheng Jian and others.

The chess piece is also a small mechanism, like a wheel, with spokes and an axle.

"Isn't this a smaller wheel?" Zheng Jian held the chess piece and observed it for a while.

Chu Xiyao nodded: "Yes, this is a wheel."

A wheel is a mechanical toy, often loved by child monks.

Children will infuse their very pitiful magic power into the wheel, and then let the wheel start by itself. Children compare with each other whose wheel rolls farther.

The reason why it is called a wheel is that the monk who invented it is weak and basically only has one round in various competitions and contests held by families, sects and countries.

Chu Xiyao continued: "But the wheel I transformed can not only absorb magic power, but also store a certain amount of divine thoughts."

"What we need to do is to infuse magic power and divine thoughts, and put the chess pieces into the maze chessboard to see whose one round can go the farthest."

Zheng Jian is very active. As soon as Chu Xiyao finished speaking, he threw the chess piece in.

His turn was moving quickly in the maze chessboard, turning many times in the middle, and finally hitting the obstacle and stopping.

"It's interesting." Zheng Jian's eyes sparkled, and he concluded, "Both the magic power and the mind must be sufficient, and they must cooperate with each other, so the calculation of each step must be accurate. Otherwise, once the coordination is wrong, this tiny error will quickly accumulate, continue to magnify, affect each other and drag, until defeat."

Chu Xiyao smiled softly, and immediately complimented Zheng Jian for his sharp eyes and sharp insight.

After Zheng Jian, Zhou Zeshen, Zhou Zhu, and Ning Xiaohui threw successively.

Zhou Zhu walked the shortest, and although Zhou Zeshen's cultivation was weaker, he walked the longest distance.

Ning Xiaohui's turn was agile and elegant, and the distance he walked was second only to Zhou Zeshen.

"It's brother Ning Zhu's turn." Zhou Zeshen smiled.

For a time, many eyes were cast on Ning Zhuo.

Zhou Zeshen said it was entertainment, but it was essentially a test. The cultivation world has always valued individual elites.

There is no doubt that after the joint test, if nothing unexpected happens, the next internal competition among the three families will depend on the people attending this banquet.

The others are familiar with each other, but Ning Zhuo has emerged as a dark horse. Although there is intelligence collected, he is still the most unfamiliar.

Ning Zhuo seemed to be unaware of the people's open and covert gazes. After throwing the chess piece, he followed it closely with a nervous look on his face.

The chess piece kept turning around in various obstacles, and the speed of its advancement was not fast at all. It was not as smart as Ning Xiaohui, nor as accurate as Zhou Zeshen, but it just walked to the front and reached a record that no one had ever seen before.

"How could this happen?" Zhou Zhu was stunned.

Zheng Jian and Zhou Zeshen looked at Ning Zhuo.

Even Ning Xiaohui looked surprised and looked at Ning Zhuo again.

Chu Xiyao's eyes sparkled: "It's the mind."

"The young man of the Ning family has a very strong mind, which is different from the Qi-refining cultivators."

"Therefore, he can command a round of chess pieces to move forward for a long time."

"In addition, the mana is consumed to the minimum, which can maximize the coordination time of the mind and mana, and achieve the best results."

Ning Zhuo touched his head: "It seems to be the case. My mind seems to be a little more abundant than my peers."

"Could it be... talent!?" In an instant, the same question flashed through the minds of everyone in the field.