The Decomposition of Everything

Shen Zhi took a look and saw that they were all skin injuries. This kind of injury is common for martial arts cultivators. He didn't find it surprising. He asked casually: "A little embarrassed. Based on your strength, shouldn't it be like this on the first day?"

Tie Zhu glanced at him angrily and said: "It's not the hatred you attracted. You made such a big fuss today. Even the little witch Jiang Linghan came out. People from the third district couldn't get through, so they had to take it out on me. Today and I’m playing against all the best players, but that’s what I expected.”

Shen Zhi laughed. It was reasonable. He patted Tie Zhu on the shoulder and said innocently: "I have no choice but to put some pressure on you. Practice hard. This year we will enter the inner sect together."

Tiezhu hesitated for a moment and said: "Your Tiger Fist is already on par with the sect's inheritance. Except that it has no unique skills, is this really your own creation?"

Shen Zhi nodded proudly and said: "Of course, but it only has the Baoyuan realm. You should change it as soon as you enter the inner gate. I don't have time to help you perfect the Wanxiang realm now, and there is no need."

The five holy beasts he originally thought of were taken for granted. Unless a white tiger holy beast was really broken down, only the fire phoenix and the green dragon could barely do it for the time being. The wish to perfect the five holy beasts could only be in the future, maybe until they leave the world. , the five holy beasts are existences at the level of mythical beasts, and they have long since disappeared from the mortal world.

Tiezhu nodded regretfully. He really didn't want to give up. This boxing method suited him so well.

Shen Zhi guessed what he was thinking, but there was nothing he could do about it. Everything else was easy to say, but it would not work until it was perfected to the real Jie Yuan world. His current level was not yet at this level.

Saying goodbye to Tiezhu, he still wants to go to the Weapon Refining Pavilion. His contribution will always be lacking, because he has to read books, and this contribution must be earned by himself.

There is no distinction between day and night in the world of immortality, so the sect is still bustling and lively at night, and he still walks leisurely on the ground, because the ground is quiet, which is his favorite scene.

"Junior Brother Shen, stay!" A shout came from the side of the sky.

Shen Zhi stopped and looked back. A man in brocade clothes quickly fell from the sky. He was handsome and elegant, as if he were an immortal.

Shen Zhi was slightly surprised. Outer disciples had to wear the standard sect gray robes. Only inner disciples and above could dress freely. The identity of the visitor was not simple.

The man faced him with a smile, nodded and said, "I, Sheng Zihang, a true disciple of Queshen Peak, have met Junior Brother Shen. Junior Brother has shown great power today, which has opened the eyes of many fellow disciples. Congratulations."

Although he said it politely, there was no congratulation in his eyes. Shen Zhi asked coldly: "What's the matter with Senior Brother Sheng?"

Faced with Shen Zhi's attitude, Sheng Zihang didn't care, and still smiled and said: "I am very happy to see Junior Brother Shen's Dachengli Huo Shenyan today. I wonder if I can part ways with him?"

Shen Zhi complained in his heart that someone wanted to take advantage of Li Li so quickly. It seemed that many people had already figured out that Li Li was different from ordinary Dacheng spirits. Being able to take form means that this spirit is not trivial. The Dacheng Spirit only has spiritual intelligence, and it is good if it can speak. Spirituality is of great importance to the refining of magic weapons, and will be the greatest help to the future promotion of spiritual treasures.

But this requires sacrificing Lili. Even if he knows that it is useful for Lingbao, he is reluctant to use it. This is his first pet and companion with spiritual intelligence, and the other party is thinking nonsense.

He flatly refused: "No way, don't even think about it."

Sheng Zihang narrowed his eyes, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Shen, don't refuse in a hurry. Everything has a price and can be negotiated. If you have any needs, can you ask?"

Shen Zhi sneered and said, "Don't bother me with Lihuo Shenyan. My wife can't exchange for anything, so I don't need to mention it to you. If I don't exchange, don't even think about it." After saying that, he turned away and ignored her. .

Faced with Shen Zhi's attitude, Sheng Zihang looked slightly angry and said coldly behind him: "If you don't want to drink a toast or eat a fine wine, there is nothing that our Sheng family can't do in our sect. Don't think you can do it with just two women." If you are safe and sound, you will definitely not leave the sect. The world of cultivation is not what a bumpkin like you can imagine. Those two women are your scourge. If you obediently hand over to Lihuo Shenyan, I can still keep you safe. , otherwise you won’t even be able to enter the inner door.”

The corners of Shen Zhi's mouth rose, and he suddenly turned around and said, "Are you threatening me?"

"Whether it's a threat or not, you know it yourself. It's just a great achievement. Why should it offend my Sheng family?" Sheng Zihang said with a smile.

Shen Zhi also sneered: "Then do you know the consequences of offending my two wives? Are you sure that your Sheng family really wants to be our enemy and an enemy of a son of space?"

Shen Zhi was a little speechless. He really met a disciple from such an aristocratic family. The Yuxian Sect has been inherited for so many years. The various forces in the entire sect are complicated, there are many families, and there are also the grievances of various peaks. Last time I heard Yi Qianqian talk about it, there was no such thing. I didn't expect to meet him so soon. This person is probably used to being arrogant. Now who doesn't know how powerful Jiang Linghan is.

He shook his head and ignored it, and then said, after entering the sect, sooner or later something like this will happen, and whoever dares to mess with him will have their claws broken sooner or later. There is no need to argue with each other.

Seeing Shen Zhi not looking back again, Sheng Zihang's face was filled with frost, his fingers trembled slightly, and finally he stared coldly at his back, and finally glanced at the Weapon Refining Pavilion in the distance.

Shen Zhi was not worried. The other party within the sect would not dare to take action. When it came to the outer sect, it was still unknown who would kill whom. He was just a playboy.

Slowly arriving at the Weapon Refining Pavilion, there were still a lot of people here. Their eyes were still looking at Shen Zhi strangely. Shen Zhi ignored them and walked towards the familiar black-clothed deacon.

"Get in line!" An angry shout rushed towards him. It was coming from the words of the black-clothed deacon. His eyes were no longer as familiar as before, but instead had a sneer on his face.

Shen Zhi was slightly stunned. In the past, he did line up normally, but since his refining materials were praised by the people above, he no longer had to line up. He could just hand over to the black-clothed butler directly. There were familiar people around, so he was no longer surprised. Moreover, he and the black-clothed butler were already very familiar with each other, but he did not expect that he would have this attitude today.

"You are trying to trick me so soon?" Shen Zhi's heart sank, and he thought to himself. He wanted to see if it was true.

Shen Zhi narrowed his eyes and glanced at the black-clothed butler, and slowly came to the back of the line to line up. After queuing for a while, he found something wrong. People kept cutting in line in front of him, and his position was getting farther and farther away. People around him were looking at him with even more strange eyes.

What a Sheng family, Shen Zhi touched his chin. They were planning to prevent him from doing the task. This kind of playing tricks was actually very useful. Queuing was originally a rule. If people kept cutting in line and the black-clothed butler allowed it, it was within his power. Even if he skipped this person and reported to the people above, it would be useless. Even if he gets the chance, the other party might find fault with him and ruin his mission by saying that his equipment is not up to standard.