Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 52
Yu Jian flew flying across the sky.

Chen day and night practiced hard, his mana was refined, he was full of complacency, and entered the realm of the eighth level of qi refining.

Alchemy, fire control, etc., are all a kind of subtle training.

This allowed him to control his mana to a meticulous level, and he was able to fly with his sword gracefully.

The speed of this kind of travel is much faster than the last time I went out to explore Ninghua Beiyuan, and it took less time in a land of hundreds of miles.

"That's... Yinchuan Lei's family?"

High in the sky, Chen Sheng looked down, the mountains and rivers were like a sand table, and the figures were even more invisible. He suddenly saw a smear of blood, and his heart skipped a beat. When he thought about it again, he found that it was indeed the location of the Lei family in Yinchuan, and he knew something had happened.

He lowered the flying sword and landed on the ground.

Chen Sheng saw the scene in front of him clearly, it was blood-red, and the whole door exuded a deadly silence.

He walked in and saw many corpses lying on the ground, and the astonishment on some people's faces hadn't dissipated.

Destroy the door.

A sudden death.

"Who did it?"

The smell of blood was very strong, probably not long after the extermination of the family, Chen Sheng walked in this Shura area, looking around, searching for the breath of the living.

After dozens of corpses, he finally felt a faint vitality.

It was a young man with blood on his face, lying on his back on the ground, his chest was smashed to pieces, and the blood in his body was almost drained, but he was holding on to a mouthful of resentment and refused to let it go.

"there……"

He seemed to know the reason for Chen Sheng's visit. Facing southeast, with ferocious and resentful eyes, he spat out two words with difficulty.

next moment.

His figure was completely stiff, facing southeast, towering like a vampire, and he could not rest in peace.

"Take a break and close your eyes, I'll go back as soon as I go."

Chen Sheng closed the young man's eyelids with his hands, his palms were stained with blood, his expression remained unchanged, and he even held the sword, immediately a bloody aura shot out wildly.

This matter should have something to do with the deal in the medicine hut. The big medicine involved some secrets, which resulted in the extermination of a small Xiuxian family.

This is not Chen Sheng's fault, nor is it Yaolu's fault, but the cause lies in Guangxiu Xianzong, since he bears the title of deacon, he can't sit idly by.

……

southeast.

A figure walked away quickly, and Zhang Yikuan felt that he was in serious trouble. He thought it was a simple business of exterminating the family, but he didn't want the Lei family to be involved with Guangxiu Xianzong.

The spirit grass in his arms was like a hot potato, scorching his body and mind like falling into hell.

It's just that now, he has no way out, only one way to go to the dark.

"Murderous!"

The breeze suddenly picked up, both icy and cold.

There was a wry smile on Zhang Yikuan's face, it really wasn't a fluke, the people from Guangxiu Xianzong came anyway.

He stood still on the ground, looked around, searched for the source of the murderous aura, but couldn't find it.

then……

He looked up and saw a black spot in the distant sky, which was rapidly zooming in.

The one who came from Yujian was a young man wearing Guangxiu Xianzong's costume, white clothes Shengxue, his eyes were calm and a little cold, as if he could sink all the resentment in the world.

"It was you who wiped out Lei's family."

Chen Sheng could see that Zhang Yikuan had an aura of a desperado. Such a person was unscrupulous and capable of killing the whole family.

"The eighth level of Qi Refining! You are worthy of being the deacon of Xianzong."

Zhang Yikuan didn't answer, his eyes were full of anxiety, and he glanced in all directions, looking for a chance to escape.

This is the foundation of Xianzong. Any deacon can be cultivated at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

His age was about the same as that of Chen Sheng, but for many years he had plundered and plundered, and experienced blood rain, but he was only able to reach the sixth level of Qi Refining.

God, how unfair.

"That's right, you did it."

Chen Sheng was sure that the person in front of him was the murderer. He said coldly, "Tell me everything you know."

There are no such coincidences in the world.

That big medicine involved a lot, and just a little bit of turmoil beat the Lei family, a small cultivator family, to pieces.

Among them, there must be some secret hidden.

"I don't know anything, I just accepted a commission."

Zhang Yikuan shook his head. After entering the game, he found that he couldn't get out, so he went all the way to the black.

If he had known earlier that Guangxiu Immortal Sect was in the game with the rest of the forces, he would never have gotten involved.

"Whose commission?"

Chen Sheng asked.

The client is the key.

"Say it, let me go."

Zhang Yikuan desperately wanted to get away and leave this vortex, as long as Chen Sheng let go, he would not be burdened with the matter of betraying the client.

Jianghu morality, this kind of thing has been fed to the dogs as early as when they set foot on the road of cultivating immortals.

"I promise to let you go in peace."

Chen Sheng said lightly.

"Then there's nothing else to talk about."

Zhang Yikuan got annoyed for a moment, and felt that Chen Sheng was playing tricks on him, since he didn't have the sincerity, he shouldn't talk about it.

Die decently, he, a man with his head pinned to his waistband, would care about that.

"This is not negotiable."

Chen Sheng stood there with a face as cold as iron, and his voice was slightly high-pitched, implying unchangeable determination.

It was because of the medicine hut that all the families were destroyed, no matter what, he couldn't let such villains go.

He pressed it down with one hand, walking in a dignified way, his mana was as powerful as the waves of the river, rushing down from the sky, hitting the ground directly, and even the next floor would call the Netherworld to open the door.

"You forced me."

extreme oppression.

Knowing the danger, Zhang Yikuan let out a long roar, which startled his sluggish spirit, and his aura climbed to the extreme all at once.

The magic power of the sixth level of Qi Refining rolled out, tearing open his tendons, making the attack appear to be in a state of bursting.

This is not enough.

Burning blood!
On this basis, Zhang Yikuan performed a secret technique, and instantly the blood in his body evaporated by a third, making him look like a dried corpse exposed to the sun.

However, such a price was exchanged for another leap forward in combat power.

He broke the limit again and again, reached the peak of his life, and finally had the confidence to fight for his life.

He broke the boat and fought his last battle.

This is his only lifeline, and he took it directly before the deacon of Xianzong could react.

"kill!"

Zhang Yikuan roared, his skinny and stiff body rushed out like lightning, carrying a bloody aura.

His face was ferocious, his attack was ferocious, like a big roc bending down to hunt a dragon and snake, he was extremely fierce, and killed Chen Sheng.

"puff……"

Pressing down with his big hand, Zhang Yikuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning. All his viciousness was smashed to pieces, and his body fell to the ground like a tattered sack, convulsing violently.

"Although I seldom kill, I have experienced many fights in the past 30 years."

Chen Sheng's expression was as calm as ever.

He is not a talented person, but thanks to his diligence, he has achieved something after many years.

Chen Guozhi's trip, the inner sect contest.

These two experiences have honed his fighting skills. Although he is not as ferocious as a leapfrog fight, he is by no means weak.

In the subtleties, he practiced sword and alchemy day and night, and he was able to do what he wanted a long time ago.

Therefore, this palm looks ordinary, but in fact it has been tempered and tempered, like a flood that has been gathering momentum to break through the floodgate, and it knocked out the strength of the eighth level of Qi Refining.

A monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining Realm, who has drained his bone marrow and burned his blood, will never turn the world upside down.

(End of this chapter)