Outside the sacred mountain, it is surrounded by a wide river, which is rushing, and the rich heaven and earth sacred air rises, forming a snow-white mist, looking white and dreamy.

In the sanctuary, this river is called the holy river, and it is as famous as the holy mountain. It is very mysterious. Since the resurgence of the Kunlun kingdom, the longest holy medicine has been born almost every day, and even 100,000 years old holy medicine has been born. .

An elegant Tsing Yi scribe, standing on the bank of the river, the whole person is in complete harmony with the rhythm of the river, and is integrated.

Zhang Ruochen appeared behind the scribes in Tsing Yi out of nowhere, arching and saying, "I've seen the Lord Luo."

Zhang Ruochen has always been very grateful and respectful for Luo Xu, even though he is now stronger than Luo Xu, he has not changed.

Seeing Luo Xu was safe and sound, Zhang Ruochen finally let go.

He could perceive that Luo Xu had a mysterious breath on his body that he couldn't even see through.

Although I do not know where Luo Xu went after being seriously injured by Prince Moro, Zhang Ruochen guessed that most of him got extraordinary opportunities and became more and more inscrutable.

Luo Xu turned around, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Thank you."

"Senior Chu has kindness to me. How can I sit by and ignore him?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Xu sighed: "Chu Si is far too stubborn. To protect the ancient tea tree of the Tao for life, for the integrity of Confucianism and Taoism, unfortunately, my strength is poor. The prince cut off all the flesh and blood, and the holy blood stained the red tea tree. "

Even if it had been a long time, the **** picture still remained in his mind, as if it happened yesterday.

"The Lord of the Luo Academy doesn't have to blame himself. The seniors Chu martyrled and sang and wept. All we need to do is fulfill his will and take back the ancient tea tree from the Raksha clan."

Luo Xu nodded: "The ancient tea tree of the Holy Path is of great significance to Confucianism and Taoism. If it can be recaptured, the entire Confucianism and Taoism will owe you an adulthood."

To be honest, Luo Xu was quite admired by Zhang Ruochen. Before that, he did not dare to regain the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path.

After all, the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path is no small matter. Since it fell into the hands of the gods of the Rakshas, ​​it is almost impossible to return it.

However, Zhang Ruochen captured the respected princess of the Raksha tribe, which forced the Raksha tribe to choose to compromise.

Zhang Ruochen didn't care about Confucianism. He just acted in accordance with his heart, but he deserved it.

Now that he had met with Luo Xu, Zhang Ruochen would not delay any more, and he would directly let Luo Yan send a message to the Raksha clan and exchange as soon as possible.

It didn't take too long, and Shuangyi reached a consensus. It was decided that three days later, in Ziyun Mountain near the Eastern City Holy City, they would hand in hand and hand in hand the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path.

In order to ensure foolproofness, Zhang Ruochen summoned Xiao Hei from Wang Shan.

His strength is very strong, solo, he is not afraid of anyone under the Great Saint, but this time he is facing the Raksha clan, not a certain person.

There are ten groups of hell, although there are divisions of the highest tribe, upper tribe, middle tribe, and lower tribe. However, the higher the race, the fewer the people.

The lower the race, the more people there are.

Therefore, the overall strength of each ethnic group is actually roughly the same. At least, the strength under the divine realm can be said to have no absolute lead or absolute weakness.

Since there are many strong people in the Hades, the Rakshas are naturally not bad.

If not, how can the **** world fight against heaven and earth at the same time?

When it comes to Princess Rakshasa and the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path, the Rakshasa will inevitably attach great importance to it. I wonder how many strong people will be sent?

When Zhang Ruochen and Luo Xu prepared for the exchange of the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path, the news of Zhang Ruochen's ban was that it spread like wind throughout the holy city in the Eastern Region, causing a stir.

Foreign monks are naturally reluctant to abide by this ban, and conflict is inevitable.

However, after Qingtian Shenglong shot and suppressed more than ten top nine-step holy queens, the monks of all parties calmed down and did not dare to challenge Zhang Ruochen's majesty.

As a result, the number of monks who enter the Holy City of Dongyu every day is greatly reduced. After all, many people care about their faces and are unwilling to pay the entrance fee of 10,000 Holy Stones.

And all foreign monks who are in the Eastern City Holy City will no longer be out of the city easily, to avoid being blocked outside the Holy City when they return.

The most dissatisfied monks from all sides are that Qingtian Shenglong not only sat in the Badadu Ferry, but also entered the Eastern City Holy City to seize the opportunity and seized two 100,000-year-old ancient holy medicine.

In addition, the strong side of the **** world lurking in the Eastern City Holy City, all chose to dormant, and dare not show up at will.

There is Zhang Ruochen, a terrible person in space and time, as long as they show traces, I am afraid they will have nothing to hide.

Outside the sanctuary, a tall and graceful figure slowly walked out of the darkness, dressed in tight black clothes, and fully exposed the good figure with unevenness.

She is no one else, but Han Han who has a dark body.

At this moment, there was a slight fluctuation in the space, and Zhang Ruochen's figure appeared in front of Han Yan out of thin air.

"His Royal Highness, you're finally willing to summon me, I thought you forgot me!" Han Yan's eyes had a look of resentment.

Zhang Ruochen said positively, "I call you, there are important things that I want you to do."

"Who does your Highness want to kill?" Han Kun said.

She is now the edge killer of the Temple of Death, and has been performing various assassination missions. As a result, she has been able to devour many strong men's spirits and the rules of the Cause, and has been rapidly improved in strength.

What the Dark Way excels at is devouring and plundering, and transforming the rules of others' sage into its own. The speed of cultivation is beyond imagination.

Zhang Ruochen said: "This time, instead of killing people, you want to sit in the Holy City of Dongyu and integrate those monks who want to take refuge in me. I believe this is not difficult for you."

Since he came to the Holy City of Dongyu, there have been local Kunlun monks in succession, looking for the Heavenly Holy Dragon, and want to invest in his Majesty.

This is not surprising. Today, in Kunlun, the wind and rain are swaying, and many people are living a life without guarantee. Naturally, they want to find a strong backer.

And Zhang Ruochen has now realized that if he wants to fight against the **** world, he must not rely on only one person, but must unite various forces.

Since some people want to take refuge, Zhang Ruochen also had the idea of ​​training the strong. Anyway, he got a lot of training resources on Zhenlong Island, which can be used.

However, he obviously has no time to take care of these things, so he summoned Han Yan back.

Han Yan has the strength, the means, and the ambition to be the best candidate.

Hearing that, Han Xi could not help but say, "Have your Highness planned to cultivate a force in the Eastern City Holy City? Well, it's interesting, it's just for me."

Obviously, Han Yun is very interested in doing this.

For her, this is really a great opportunity, which may allow her to achieve her goal of becoming a member of the Royal Family of Shengming faster.

When he turned his hands, Zhang Ruochen took out a space ring and said, "The cultivation resources inside are very precious. How to use them is up to you."

Han Yan immediately reached out and took over. She was about to say that the formation of forces would be extremely costly. I did not expect that Zhang Ruochen was already ready.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen took out an artifact, a black holy bell with only a fist, which was the ancient artifact of God that contained the power of darkness captured from the son of darkness.

Seeing the Dark Bell, Han Yan's eyes suddenly lighted up, and the power of darkness in his body was released involuntarily.

"His Royal Highness, this ..." Han Yan looked eagerly at Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen said: "This thing comes from the dark temple. If you can refine it, I will give it to you."

Hearing that, Han Xi couldn't help it, and immediately mobilized the rules of darkness in his body to entangle with the Holy Bell of Darkness together with the power of darkness.

Although Han Yan has a dark body, because he cannot enter the dark temple, he can only explore the dark way by himself. It is extremely difficult to achieve great achievements.

Today, the emergence of an ancient artifact of the gods that contains the dark way has undoubtedly made Han Xi see the dawn, and in any case, he must seize this opportunity.

Maybe it contains the knowledge left by the dark gods.

"Om."

The dark holy bell shook slightly, and dark secret lines emerged clearly, but they actually flew to Han Yan.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen nodded secretly. As he expected, as the master of darkness, Han Yun was able to get the recognition of the Dark Bell.

Undoubtedly, the dark temple giant who made the Dark Holy Bell must itself be the dark master, not just the dark cultivator.

It didn't take long, and the dark bell fell into Han Yan's eyebrows, and the preliminary sacrifice was completed.

"Thank Your Highness." Han Yan thanked him seriously.

With a powerful ancient artifact, her strength will skyrocket, and the use of the Dark Way will become more handy.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I said, as long as you do something for me, you will get everything you want."

Leaving this sentence, Zhang Ruochen moved the exhibition space and disappeared from its place.

"Including the Crown Prince? Or the Emperor Shengming? Cut, go fast."

The corner of Han's mouth rose slightly, and a special smile appeared in her eyes. She believed that in the end, the woman accompanying Zhang Ruochen would be her.

Three days elapsed.

Zhang Ruochen and Luo Xu quietly left the Eastern City Holy City without alarming anyone and went straight to Ziyun Mountain.

The Ziyun Mountain is shrouded in purple cloud all year round, so it is named after it, occupying thousands of miles, among which there are many wild beasts.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are finally here!"

With a cold voice, a very tall figure slowly emerged from the thick cloud.

Its height is more than three feet, and the standard Rakshasa shape is different from that of ordinary Rakshasa. The bone wings behind it are actually bright red, as if stained by blood.

A stream of blood-red air flows around the body of this Rakshasa, causing a slight distortion in the surrounding space.

"It turned out that the Prince of Bloodwings came." Luo Xu's eyes were slightly frozen.

The Great Bloodwing Prince was born with a pair of very special scarlet bone wings. They are extremely hard and have an amazing edge.

Among the Rakshas, ​​the Prince of Bloodwing belongs to the Great Holy One. One of the most powerful men is stronger than the Prince of Moro.

On the degree of fierce murder, the Prince of Bloodwing was not under the control of Yan Wushen, and he slaughtered many merit in some battlefields.

Zhang Ruochen was also observing the blood prince, and felt the terrible evil that emanated from his body, and he could not help but develop a strong sense of disgust.

The blood prince gazed at Zhang Ruochen, not concealing his own murderousness, and said, "Give up the Royal Highness."

"As long as I see the ancient tea tree in the Holy Path, I will naturally let her out." Zhang Ruochen said lightly.

The blood prince's eyes became colder and colder. Their Rakshasa have never been stunned like this.

But he didn't have an attack, because the order he got was that he had to bring Luo Yan back to the world of **** intact.

After staring at Zhang Ruochen for a moment, Prince Bloodwing took out a bright yellow holy box.

The holy box is a treasure of space. Open slowly, a tea tree as tall as a tree, like spirituality and wisdom, comes out of the box.

Just after it fell to the ground in Kunlun, its roots are like deep dragons, drilling deep into the earth.

Return to your homeland and never want to leave again.

All the tea leaves on the tree were removed, bare, but exuding a strong breath of life and a mighty spirit, like the embodiment of a Confucian and Taoist sage.

This is the ancient tea tree that was planted by Confucian ancestors. It has grown for millions of years and has always maintained a vigorous vitality.

On the trunk and branches, there are mysterious and unpredictable words, which seem to record the greatest Tao in the universe.

In the eyes of the gods, the value of the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path is immeasurable, and the mysteries that have been bred over millions of years can help them to realize the supreme way of the gods.

The Prince of Bloodwing said: "The ancient tea tree of the Holy Path is here, and His Royal Highness is released."

Zhang Ruochen did not speak, turned over and took out a space exquisite ball, and then released Luo Luo trapped in it.

Luo Yan seemed to have no restraints on her body, but all her powers, including her mental powers, had been completely blocked and became no different from ordinary people.

Seeing the blood prince, Luo Yan's eyes, can not help but look resentful.

Luo Yan has always been proud, and everything can be planned, but he did not expect that this time it fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands, and he needed to send strong people in the clan to exchange treasures, and his heart was naturally unhappy.

The blood prince saw Luo Luo's beautiful and noble figure, with a diligent look in his eyes, and urged: "Immediately exchange, this seat does not want to waste time with you here."

Zhang Ruochen did not respond, but turned to look at Luo Xu.

Luo Xu immediately noticed, took out a long wooden box, took out a picture from it, and slowly opened it.

"Wanjia Lights and Fire" has a very long body, and it can only open ten meters with Luoxu's current repair strength.

As a matter of fact, it is difficult to fully open the whole "Pictures of Lights of Man" even if it is the ultimate saint.

Although it has only opened for ten meters ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, it still has a shocking ancient atmosphere. It exudes from the paintings, making people feel as if they have returned to the ancient times of Ru Maoyin drinking blood.

Like "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths", "Wanjia Lanterns" is also the treasure of Zhenzong in the painting sect. It is completely able to detect whether there is a problem with the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path.

Driven by the Holy Spirit, a few light dots flew from the scroll and turned into thousands of lights, as if to dispel all the darkness.

Seeing Luo Xu's move, the Prince of Bloodwing could not help frowning slightly, but did not stop it.

"Wow."

Resonating with "The Lanterns of Wanjia", the branches of the ancient tea tree in the Holy Path shook, and the shining Shenghui fell.

Seeing this, Luo Xu's face could not help showing a faint smile, and his heart was relieved.

He was really a bit worried. The Rakshasa had done something, no matter what, they didn't want any errors in this last ancient tea tree.

(End of this chapter)