Chen Zimeng and others returned to the cave and pulled a square table over a white knife. Not long ago, he cut pine wood from the mountains and forests of the French District.

Several stools were also made. In the cave of practitioners, there were usually only some cushions or stone benches and chairs for the owner.

Zhong Fei sat directly next to the table, a little worried, "Brother Meng, that combat power of Zhang Qiancheng is really terrifying. If you meet him at that time, what will happen? Pang Qi is the same as him in the ninth level of Qi cultivation, but he can't even get his hands done. You, this."

"What's this? Brother Meng needs to become a core disciple, there's nothing I can do. Besides, I believe Brother Meng will have a way!" Li Yi was standing aside, holding a bag of tea in his hand, preparing to make tea.

"Hey, I believe Brother Meng is not, but this Qiancheng is really too strong, we have to analyze it!"

"Tsk, Brother Meng, by the way, how sure are you?" After cutting at Zhong Fei, Li Yi looked at Chen Zimeng with concern on his face, and the rest of them also looked over.

Chen Zimeng reached out and held a teacup, waiting for Li Yi to cook the tea. Everyone looked over. He looked up and looked around, pondered slightly, stretched out his other hand, and raised a finger.

"One percent!"

"What?"

Looking at everyone, Chen Zimeng shook his head and said, "It may not be enough for 10%!"

"Zi Meng, what do you think? Do you still have to participate in the next game?" Murong Yicang sighed. He knew that what Chen Zimeng said might be reserved.

"Join it! This time the core disciples are related to whether we can survive the next great catastrophe of Baiye Sect, and we cannot give up!"

"But" Shang Chi was standing aside, looking at Chen Zimeng very anxious. The core disciples were very important to them. Chen Zimeng could not give up, and they had no choice but to face Zhang Qiancheng, even Chen Zimeng was not optimistic, so he could only be anxious.

But Chen Zimeng reached out to interrupt what he wanted to say, picked up a handful of tea leaves and put them in a cup, preparing to soak it in water and drink it directly.

"There is no way. Since you are inseparable, you should try your best to strive for it. If things go against your wishes, then make the worst plan. I believe that being careful will always bring you a glimmer of hope!"

"Then what do we need to do?" Murong Yicang pondered for a long time, and finally turned into a deep sigh.

"Well, I went up to Qijiao Mountain to make some arrangements before entering the inner door. You should know the dragon snake on the top of the mountain, right?" Chen Zimeng picked up the teacup, reached out to pinch a fireball technique, heated a small cup of water, and rushed into the teacup. The tea leaves and water kept floating in the cup!

"That dragon snake? I've heard of it, but since the last time he passed the tribulation, no one in the entire sect dared to go there, so we don't know much. What?" Murong Yicang asked!

"Last time, due to some special reasons, I made a deal with the dragon snake. When the catastrophe came, we could go to him to avoid it for a while. Although it was not necessarily safe, at least the dragon snake's strength was stronger than ours, which was a good road!"

The tea in the cup is still lacking in taste. Chen Zimeng couldn't help but shake his head, but it's better than nothing!

"Is it reliable?" Wang Lin asked.

"It is hard to explain the reason between me and that dragon snake, but I think it is reliable!"

After a pause, Chen Zimeng smiled and said, "In addition, I asked Xiaoyi to secretly dig a tunnel from the beginning. Do you know that, right?"

Murong Yicang and others looked at Li Yi, and Li Yi smiled. This time Bai Dao replied: "I know, the tunnel behind the discovered iron gate was dug. Although it was sealed, after our secret excavation, it has been penetrated. Brother Meng, are you planning to escape from the secret passage then?"

Nodded, Chen Zimeng returned, "Yes, we can't wait to die here! If we can escape, we will naturally run away! The tunnel will be opened again, and no one except you will know!"

Li Yi immediately shook his head and said firmly: "I promise not. Every time I go digging, I will arrange everything. I have observed it for a long time, but no one noticed it!"

"Well, that's good!"

Murong Yicang looked at everyone, smiled slightly, comforting everyone, "Since Zi Meng has made arrangements, then we will do our best to work hard once. Whether to win or lose, it is still hard to say now! Don't be depressed!"

"Hey, that's it, but we don't feel at ease with Brother Meng! Brother Meng, otherwise we won't participate in the core disciple competition. There are secret passages and the dragon snake you mentioned, which should be enough!" Wang Lin sighed and then advised that if he had confidence that Chen Zimeng could win the first place before, after Zhang Qiancheng fought with Pang Qi, this confidence turned into the strongest worry.

Shaking his head, Chen Zimeng smiled and said, "At least try it! Everything will always exist in a trace of what if it is not!"

"Hey, is that?"

“Isn’t it?”

Murong Yicang waved his hand, interrupted the conversation between Chen Zimeng and Wang Lin, and said with a wry smile: "What are you arguing about this? Since Zimeng has decided to give it a try, then we are also prepared. By the way, Zimeng, what magic weapons do you need to add? I heard that the flying swords and magic weapons we use are all of them of quality grades, including those of the mortal level and the spiritual level. As for what is above the spiritual level? I don't know."

"No, the green branch sword that Ning Qin gave me is the spiritual-level flying sword, and which is the higher-quality spiritual-level flying sword. As for magic weapons, you know, it is difficult to find, and there is no time now! Forget it!" Most of the tea in his hand had been drunk. Chen Zimeng smiled and told Murong that he didn't need any magic weapons. Instead, some powerful talismans can be found. If there is one, it's good, and the more it is better.

Murong Yicang nodded and said he would go looking for it, but it is hard to say whether the talisman can be found!

Chen Zimeng immediately said that whether he can find it is not that important, it is better if there is, it is not enough!

He remembered that during the last trial, he used up all the powerful talismans that Ning Qin and Feng Ling gave him, but he was almost chased by Feng Ling, and couldn't help but smile bitterly!

He raised his head and drank the tea in the tea cup, reached out and handed the cup to the table, and Chen Zimeng got up and prepared to leave.

"If you have something to do, go first. Xiaoyi, where should you pay attention to the secret passage? Take the time, Murong, go to the vicinity of Qijiao Mountain to investigate, but don't go up the mountain. That dragon snake is not a good thing, be careful!"

Li Yi and Murong Yicang looked at each other and replied together: "Okay!"

Seeing that Chen Zimeng was about to leave, Zhong Fei immediately asked, "Brother Meng, then what do you think I'll do?"

After looking at Zhong Fei, Chen Zimeng grinned and reached out to pat Zhong Fei on the shoulder, "You should lose weight!"

"Hahahaha~" Murong Yicang and others burst into laughter. Chen Zimeng turned around and left with a smile. Bai Dao reached out and stabbed Zhong Fei's flesh on his belly. "Little fat man, you have to lose weight!"

"What do you know? This is handsome!" Zhong Fei muttered with annoyance!

Chen Zimeng came out of the cave and went straight up the stairs to the core disciple area, but did not look for Ning Qin, but walked towards a small path.

Finally, he came to the attic where Lu Feng lived. Since the last time the entire sect allowed the outer disciples to enter the inner gate cave to practice, the entire Baiye Sect had never recruited disciples, so Lu Feng ran to the mountain and stood there. In the attic attic at the outer gate at the foot of the mountain, Chen Zimeng also cleaned the books all over the floor and sorted them out neatly.

When he arrived at the door, Chen Zimeng took out a jade pendant from his storage bag, waved it gently, and a faint light flashed, and the attic door opened directly. Chen Zimeng put away the jade pendant and walked in.

When I came to a room, there were all books. Chen Zimeng smiled slightly and exclaimed, "Old Lu, you have so many books here!"

In a corner, there was a table horizontally, and on a rattan chair behind the table, a thin old man lying on it with his eyes closed, shaking gently!

Just like when Chen Zimeng first entered the outer door, he saw it when he came to the zong pavilion.

He opened his eyes slightly and looked at Chen Zimeng up and down. Lu Feng said angrily: "Stop talking to me, I'll call you here, just for one thing!"

Chen Zimeng didn't say anything, stood aside and looked at Lu Feng silently, with his eyes smiling.

"I miscalculated that kid Zhang Qiancheng's combat power. I didn't expect that the Zhang family of the Evil Sword is indeed capable. This kid is worthy of being the elite of the Zhang family of the Evil Sword. If you face him, you will die without death. So, I plan to let you give up the game. Let's think of another way, what do you think?"

After Lu Feng finished speaking, he shook his head slightly. What Zhang Qiancheng showed when fighting against Pang Qi was certainly not full strength, but it could also show that his combat power was terrifying.

"Not very good!" Chen Zimeng answered straightly!

"What?"

"Old Lu, I understand what you mean, but if you give up this game, what else can we do? Isn't it in vain to tell me about the secret of Jianzi? How should we deal with ourselves when the catastrophe comes? Also, if you give up easily without fighting, then why do I still practice immortality? Let's go home and be a mortal, find a town and be the teacher!"

Since entering the world of cultivating immortals, Chen Zimeng has never thought of retreating.

No matter what Lu Feng and the others think, Chen Zimeng has his own persistence, fighting is just one thing, but not fighting is another thing!

"Have you figured it out clearly? You know the difference in strength between you and Zhang Qiancheng. It's not wise to bump into it so recklessly!" Lu Feng asked with his body slightly, squinted his eyes.

"I thought it very clearly. At least I can guarantee that I can live, even if I can't win, at least I won't die."

"What's the use of this?"

"I don't know where my holiday with Zhang Qiancheng came from, but I know that there will inevitably be a huge conflict between him and me. This battle will be better if I win or lose. I will also better realize his strength. Otherwise, I will not even know the enemy, and I will die in the future and be even more unfair, right?"

Chen Zimeng spread his hands and said that he had no choice. After all, he could escape for a while. What should he do in the future?

Rewind back to the rattan chair, Lu Feng stretched out his hand and shook it in the air, and said weakly: "Okay, you young people are competitive and can't persuade you, so you can do it according to your own ideas!"

With a slight smile, Chen Zimeng bowed and bowed to Lu Feng, turned around and planned to leave.

"Zhang Qiancheng must be killing you. Is it right if you bump into this? If you think about it again, you really don't plan to retreat for a while and leave it for the future? The evil sword Zhang family behind him has the strength to be deeper, and the descendants they have cultivated are even more powerful. This is also their ability! You have just entered the world of immortal cultivation for less than two years, and they are still too weak!"

"Okay, Mr. Lu, I know, I won't do anything I do. This time, just treat me as a little tester! Zhang Qiancheng wants to kill me, haha, just kill someone, kid will do it!"

After saying that, Chen Zimeng walked outside with big strides, while Lu Feng shrank his head and swayed on the rattan chair, unable to help but sigh.
Chapter completed!