"Hahaha!Alchemist, how could this seat be like you!" came a very piercing laugh from the black mist, which was full of disdain for the refiner.

The mana in Zhou Cheng's hand condensed, and a little bit of sharp sword light was added, and the black mist suddenly screamed: "Ahh

Zhou Cheng chuckled and said, "Who are you, I don't think your soul origin is weak. ”

"This seat is the elder of the Demon Cloud Sect, the great monk of the Yuan Infant Stage! The junior is not quick to bow down!" Black Mist seemed to be very complacent about his identity.

"Demon Cloud Sect, Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator......" Zhou Cheng's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "It turns out to be the remnant of the Ancient Immortal Dao Sect, it sounds like it is still the inheritance of the Demon Gate?"

In the ancient period of this world, there were many immortal sects, known as the eight hundred righteous paths, three thousand side doors, and countless immortal monks, among which the monks in the infancy period were equivalent to the refiners of the seven spirits today.

"Ancient Immortal Dao, what is that, this seat is the authentic Demon Gate, and this seat is not from your world. The black mist said with some confusion.

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Cheng was horrified in his heart, he didn't even know how to breathe, and he almost couldn't control his mana, letting the black mist come out of his hand.

"You're not from our world?"

The black mist seemed to be very angry: "Nonsense, if it weren't for the fact that this seat had a business trip when he ascended to the spirit realm, and he didn't adapt to the heaven and earth vitality here after coming to this realm by chance, how could he be killed by that hateful Taoist priest with a sword to kill the flesh body primordial infant, and only the soul remained!"

A sword slashes the monk of the Yuan Infant Stage...... Even if the refiner is stronger than the ordinary immortal cultivators of the same level, there should not be many refiners who can do this.

Zhou Cheng frowned slightly, and said, "Manifest the appearance of that Taoist priest with divine sense." ”

"This seat is now weak......

"I'll count one, two, three, if you can't do it, I'll kill you now!"

"Junior, you!" Black Mist was furious. The churning kept coming, but after all, he still chose to succumb to Zhou Cheng, and the Demon Gate monk always kept his life first.

A faint ray of divine consciousness popped out, evolving a curtain of light in the void, in which the figure of a young Taoist priest appeared.

"Master...... How are you again. Zhou Chengbelly sneered, and the figure manifested in this light curtain. It is the young Huaizhen Taoist who is simply everywhere in his own master.

"When did you come to this world?" Zhou Cheng asked, and at the same time, he also estimated in his heart, judging from the face of the true Taoist, it should have been more than ten years ago.

"Heh, this seat was severely injured by the divine soul of the Taoist priest, where do you remember the specific age, I only vaguely feel that it has been three hundred years. Hei Wu said with resentment, he couldn't wait to break the "Taoist priest" into pieces.

"How many years? Say it again!" Zhou Cheng felt a storm in his heart. The mana in his hand surged, almost crushing the black mist.

"Ahhh

Zhou Cheng reluctantly calmed down, calmed the mana in his hand, and said word by word: "Say it again, when did you meet that Taoist priest?"

The black mist surged for a while, and his voice became very weak: "Three hundred years ago, there shouldn't be any difference......"

"Three hundred years ago...... How is this possible?" Zhou Cheng muttered to himself in a low voice.

This world has undergone inexplicable changes since ancient times. Whether it is a refiner or an immortal cultivator, a martial artist. Life expectancy is plummeting.

The Heavenly Venerable, the Heavenly Immortal, who could originally live for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, had only a few hundred years of lifespan left, and the cultivators under the Divine Monarch only had a lifespan of less than two hundred years!

Huaizhen Daoist should only be in his forties now, how could it appear three hundred years ago? But the young Taoist manifested in the light curtain is clearly the young appearance of Huaizhen Daoist!

Click!

Zhou Cheng's palm suddenly heard the sound of mana confinement shattering. That black mist actually took advantage of Zhou Cheng's frightened heart and the law was unstable, and he broke through the prison and escaped.

"Dying and struggling!" Zhou Cheng stretched out his hand and clawed, and the vast mana surged out, engulfing the black mist like a river rushing. It was immediately rolled back into his hands.

Zhou Cheng clutched the black mist in his hand, and asked in a cold voice, "What you just said is all true?"

"Every sentence is true! There is no lie! Well, since you have already finished asking, why don't you let me go? In order to save his life, this demon monk in the infancy stage actually began to beg Zhou Cheng to come, and even the self-title of "this seat" was skimmed out.

"Let you go?" Zhou Cheng chuckled, "Do you think I look like a fool?"

"No, no, no, you are so wise and powerful, how can you be a fool. An almost flattering voice came from the black mist, and then said after a slight surge: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't let me go, I can pass on your cultivation of the true and wonderful method, which is the true scripture that directly points to the Heavenly Immortal Avenue of the Void Realm, I can guide you to cultivate, and I can also teach you spells, teach you refining weapons, alchemy, and teach you combat experience, as long as you don't kill me, I can teach you anything." ”

"I have the right way to refine weapons, why should I learn anything to cultivate the true and wonderful method, I have the best master in the world, why should you teach it?" Zhou Cheng shook his head, the mana in his hand gradually turned bright silver, and the sharp sword light condensed in it.

"The most important point, if you let something like you go, it will be too dangerous, and it will be too dangerous to stay around, so let's die!" Zhou Cheng sighed lightly, and the mana in his hand had turned into a Heavenly Sword.

"Junior, you can't die well!" came a resentful and resentful voice from the black mist, but then the bright silver sword light completely crushed the black mist.

This primordial infant monk in a certain cultivation world was completely wiped out and no longer existed.

After Zhou Cheng crushed the black mist, he didn't feel the slightest relaxation, he walked to the bed in a trance, and lay down with his head bored.

Three hundred years ago...... Zhou Cheng covered his eyes and tried to calm his mood, Master, who are you?

After a long time, Zhou Cheng suddenly laughed, as if he had figured out something and laughed as if he was relieved.

"Hahaha, what about three hundred years ago? He is now my Zhou Cheng's master, the master who performed the Fa for me, and the master who could slash the Divine Monarch with a sword. ”

"Three hundred years ago, Shi Zu should have been young, he must have known something. ”

Jin Xuzhen was now more than three hundred and forty years old, and if Huaizhen Daoist really looked exactly like a certain Returning Truth Sect Master three hundred years ago, it was impossible for him to be completely ignorant of the situation.

"It's not a big deal, after returning to the mountain, just ask the master. (To be continued......)