Rumble...

The two killers attacked all night and were exhausted.

The powerful Vajra cover is like a cast of divine gold, without any harm.

Su Chen and Zen Master Jiuhua sat quietly in it, talking about Zen and heart-to-heart talk. It looked very relaxed and comfortable, which was in sharp contrast with the two killers who were tired outside.

"I'm so weird, this scene is so weird!"

The yellow-skinned dragon came with the moon worship fairy, and after seeing this scene, he was immediately happy.

The two killers looked anxious and frightened, as if they were themselves in the midst of death.

But no one paid attention to them.

"Does the young master believe in life?"

Zen Master Jiuhua said meaningfully.

"I didn't believe it before, but now... Haha, it's all right to the Zen master."

Su Chen sighed.

"Since that's the case, please take care of yourself. As long as your mind is not destroyed, there will be a turning point in the future."

Zen Master Jiuhua said solemnly.

"Xie Zen Master Xie's good words!"

Su Chen shook his head and smiled.

Although Zen Master Jiuhua’s predictions were very accurate, Su Chen’s own situation was clear, and unless the emperor came, where would the turning point come?

Zen Master Jiuhua understood Su Chen’s mentality very well, but she did not think that a generation of geniuses would die.

There was no reason, but she had this premonition.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! I would like to ask the young master to let them live together, which can leave a glimmer of hope for their future, how about it?"

Zen Master Jiuhua waved his hand to remove the powerful Vajra cover and pointed to the two killers who were suppressed by the yellow-skinned dragon.

"The Zen masters said this, of course, but they must speak out the command behind the scenes."

Su Chen nodded.

The lives of those two people were really irrelevant to him.

"We don't want to harm the young master, but we just cannot disobey the orders of the Holy Lord Shenyin!"

Now, the two killers are also very sensible in the current situation.

If you say it, you can still die in the world. If you don’t say it, you will really have a way out.

Su Chen did not break his promise and directly let Huangpi Jianlong release them.

"It's shameless and limitless to the Lord of a Holy Land who would do such a thing!"

Fairy Being Worships said angrily.

"Isn't the Lord of the Holy Land also a human being, nor is he a great existence. It's normal to be shameless."

The yellow-skinned dragon said with great contempt.

In fact, Su Chen had already guessed in his mind that among the six saints, the saint Lord Shenyin is the most powerful and domineering. At first glance, he is a cruel and ruthless person who uses any means to do such a thing. It is normal for him to do this.

"Oh! It's so bad that there's no power!"

Su Chen shook his head and sighed, then said goodbye to Zen Master Jiuhua and left.

He did not go home and wait for death, nor did he bother Ye Qingcheng, but instead traveled around the world with the yellow-skinned dragon and the Moon-Worshiping Fairy.

He didn't want his passion to cool down.

He wants to go to the ends of the world, even if he can only take a look at the road to heaven.

His fighting spirit has not yet been extinguished!

...

Over the past year, they have spanned billions of miles of world, passed through areas where martial arts are prosperous, experienced many humanities, geography, customs and cultures, and encountered many strange things and troubles...

As the weather just came to autumn, Su Chen had already changed into a thick cotton coat.

But he still kept walking.

Although the Taoist injury worsened, his heart became calmer, no complaints and anger, and only eternal peace was left.

It was like a worldly practice that traveled through the world, making him extremely open-minded and transparent.

On the coast of the East China Sea, looking at the sea and the sky, the vast void, Su Chen's heart seemed to be completely integrated into it, as if he could tolerate the world.

"The mind is clear, but I am the only one who is the mind! This is already the perfect state of clear sword heart!"

Fairy Being Worships said incredibly surprised.

This is a profound and profound spiritual realm. If you are indifferent to honor and disgrace, you will be indifferent to the world and collapse before the world.

To put it bluntly, as long as you go further, it will be the realm of the Sword Saint!

No one expected that Su Chen's state of mind had made such a huge breakthrough when his cultivation was completely destroyed, his life was plagued by the Tao, which was incredible.

"Maybe it is the old saying that good fortune depends on misfortune, and misfortune is hidden."

Su Chen said calmly.

Just at this moment, a dazzling holy light fell down, like a mini sun, appearing in front of Su Chen, emitting a faint holy power.

"Holy Lord Wuji?"

Su Chen was a little surprised.

As the weakest sacred land of the six holy lands, the sacred master of Wuji is very mysterious and always shrouded in the holy light. He does not show his true face and has never said anything and done anything, so it is difficult to attract attention.

The Saint Lord Yuhua once wanted to send Su Chen to the Wuji Holy Land. Although Su Chen refused, he still had a deep impression of the Saint Lord Wuji who had always done nothing.

Huangpi Jianlong and Baiyue Fairy were both very alert, afraid that it was because of Su Chen's rejection that he came to seek revenge.

Although the Holy Lord's status is transcendent, they dare not be careless if they have the example of the Holy Lord Hidden in front of them.

"Oh? Or the quasi-emperor?"

The voice of the woman in white suddenly rang in Su Chen's mind.

"Quarantine?"

Su Chen was even more surprised.

It is said that the Wuji Holy Land is weak and is almost falling apart, but I didn't expect that the Wuji Holy Lord was so powerful.

"It's a pity that the body is destroyed, and only the original remains remain, and the quasi-emperor soldiers are surviving."

The woman in white had a keen eye and became silent again after saying that.

Obviously, such a quasi-emperor is no longer enough to threaten her.

"Why did the Holy Lord Wuji come?"

Su Chen said with a calm expression.

Now even if a quasi-emperor in his peak state appears in front of him, he has nothing to be afraid of.

"I have been disabled for a year and not only have I not been depressed, but my mood has broken through. It is indeed a craftsman."

The voice of the Holy Lord Wuji is very vicissitudes, and it is a bit pathological and melancholy, quite special.

But from the words, it can be seen that he had no malice, and it seemed that he had been observing Su Chen secretly and followed him for a whole year.

"The Holy Lord is over-reputable, I am just a useless person."

Su Chen shook his head and smiled, not feeling that the other party was complimenting him.

"The great way is fifty, the sky is four nine, there is always a glimmer of life, and the useless people may not be a material that can be made."

The Way of the Holy Lord Wuji.

The yellow-skinned dragon and the moon-wallowing fairy both felt inexplicable and couldn't figure out what the Holy Lord Wuji sold in the gourd.

"I'm here to guide you the only remaining glimmer of life."

The Holy Lord Wuji did not keep it in hiding, but said solemnly.

"A glimmer of hope?"

Su Chen laughed at himself, saying that unless the emperor came, there would be a glimmer of hope.

"The law and Taoist injuries are beyond the Emperor, there is something to save..."

The Holy Lord Wuji paused for a moment, and intensified his tone and said, "Immortal Medicine!"
Chapter completed!