Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel.

Chapter 242 Competition Results and Rewards

Chu Zheng didn't care about these messages at all. He accepted them all and prepared to take them back and let Fu Quanliang deal with them as appropriate.

They are just trivial matters. To him, these things are just a waste of energy now. He has more important things to do now.

Now that he has mastered the mysteries, he can sail in the sea of ​​stars with the help of some magical weapons like the 'Star-Smashing Shuttle'.

With the skills of a Qi cultivator, his requirements for the environment of heaven and earth are not as high as those of immortal cultivators. He can also live peacefully in the wilderness of the universe, but is only slightly affected.

After settling the Taixuan Holy Land, he can go outside the domain and roam the sea of ​​stars. Then, relying on the method of observing the stars and capturing the sky, he can practice by incarnating and experiencing tribulations, accumulate resources, and approach the Chaos Sea.

When his accumulated foundation is deep enough, he will be able to challenge the battlefield of all worlds that Nie Longhu mentioned.

Before going to the battlefield of all worlds, he needs to find Zhao Tingxian's trace in the Chaos Sea and ask for some information.

Zhao Tingxian is the strongest person he can currently come into contact with, and should have some understanding of the battlefield of all worlds.

If the source of information is too single, it will often affect the accuracy of one's own judgment. Chu Zheng needs more information to verify each other in order to confirm the authenticity of this information.

"Come with me, I have something to give you."

After putting away all the messy messages, Chu Zheng took Song Lingxue into a secret room.

"So mysterious, what exactly do you want to give me?" Song Lingxue's eyes flashed slightly, and she couldn't help feeling a little curious.

Chu Zheng didn't keep her in suspense and took out a jade book. The book was about half a finger thick and had a groove on the side with a jade pen placed on it. The book was engraved with mysterious runes.

When he was in the Dongyuan Realm, his spiritual consciousness was summoned by Yuan Dazun and returned to a golden body in the Divine Palace.

At that time, Chu Zheng had some ideas. Perhaps he could use incense and spirits to create a secret treasure that could allow people to travel across the distance of the universe and the stars, thus achieving the purpose of rapid communication.

In fact, the Immortal Alliance already had this method, but the distance of communication was mostly very limited, basically restricted to a large area, and sometimes it could not even cover the entire continent, and would often lose contact.

In the Dongyuan Realm, Chu Zheng spent a lot of effort on research and finally achieved some results.

Initially, he used a piece of spiritual jade to sculpt a golden statue in the Cangyun Realm, and then nurtured it with the power of incense and wishes passed on by believers, making it spiritual.

Then the scent of incense on the golden body was wiped away, and through the techniques of a Qi-refining practitioner, it was refined into a pair of jade books.

The golden body is equivalent to the physical body of the incense gods. Chu Zheng is using his own body to refine a pair of secret treasures, which are inseparable and closely connected.

Then, he used the same method to refine a pair of jade books in the Dongyuan Realm. After some attempts, his idea was confirmed.

The jade book can indeed serve as a bridge of communication and can transmit information.

Although it is not known whether there is a limit to the distance of the connection, the Jade Book can indeed establish a connection between the Cangyun Realm and the Dongyuan Realm.

The distance to the Chaos Sea is already extremely far, separated by an endless sea of ​​stars. I guess the distance to the Martial Palace is no more than that.

There is a magic circle set up by Chu Zheng on the jade book, which can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to charge energy. After sending a message, it will take at least half a month to two months to replenish the energy depending on the distance.

This is already the limit when it does not involve the power of incense and vows.

The Martial Hall is the Martial Hall after all. In their eyes, the worship of incense and gods is also heresy. If the smell of incense is too strong, it may bring some trouble to Song Lingxue.

"Take this jade book with you. After you leave the realm, if you want to contact me, just write on it and I will receive your message."

Chu Zheng stuffed the jade book into Song Lingxue's hands and whispered:
"I spent a lot of time on this thing, so there shouldn't be any problems. It will still take some time to recover after the message is sent."

After being refined, this precious jade has become a special magic weapon, similar to Chu Zheng's golden body.

Seeing that Song Lingxue was still in a daze, Chu Zheng couldn't help but ask, "How is this thing? Is it to your liking?"

Song Lingxue came back to her senses, lowered her head and lowered her eyelids to hide the ups and downs in her eyes. After a while, she spoke in a low voice:
"Thank you, husband. I like it very much."

To her, nothing is more precious than this.

It would be enough for her to establish a connection with Chu Zheng across the starry sea, even if it was just a few words like a letter.

What made her even happier was that Chu Zheng was willing to spend time and effort on her and was even willing to take the initiative to maintain this marriage.

This time when she left the world, she had the jade book in her hand, which meant that the bond between the two of them would not be completely severed.

Perhaps, she didn't need to be too pessimistic about their future.

As long as people are alive in this world and have a breath left, there will be a day when we will meet again.

"No matter where you are, I will always be by your side."

Chu Zheng gently stroked the hair on Song Lingxue's head, his eyes were like water, deep and bottomless, his voice was not high, but it was resounding:

"It won't be long before I go to the Martial Hall to look for you. I won't keep you waiting too long."

Just like the Taixuan Holy Land back then, he now has the same confidence.

To him, this universe was no longer unknown. The once vast sea of ​​stars now had vague boundaries.

He still has a long way to go, and so does Song Lingxue.

Song Lingxue shook her head gently without saying a word. She stretched out her hands and gently wrapped them around Chu Zheng's neck. She slowly raised her head, and the uneasiness that had previously been in her eyes disappeared.

After a while, she bit her lip and whispered:

"Are you going to be in seclusion again these few days?"

Hearing this, Chu Zheng stretched out his hand and picked up Song Lingxue, whispering:

"Of course it doesn't matter these few days."

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With the promotion of various transcendent forces, the Wanzong Qianlong Competition was held very smoothly. There were not many deaths, but there were quite a few injured.

Therefore, although there are not many people participating in the Wanzong Qianlong Competition, only more than 10,000 people, they still need to spend some time recovering from their injuries after a fierce battle.

This period of time is indispensable for these geniuses. Many of them will gain some enlightenment after being defeated and become stronger.

After losing a competition, everyone still has one chance to challenge. They can choose any genius of the same level to fight against. If they win, they can take his place.

Those who come from behind to surpass others have been common since ancient times.

Time is like quicksand on your fingertips. Before you know it, it slips through your fingers, leaving you no trace of it.

All living things rush forward in this quicksand. Some are no different from sand, submerged in the sea of ​​time without causing any waves. At the same time, some people, polished by the quicksand, are transformed into dazzling gems, standing on the sea of ​​sand, shining brightly.

The Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition is just a microcosm.

After all, Song Lingxue missed her family, so she was present at every competition of Song Lingqing.

In the competition to enter the Dao realm, Song Lingqing had already blossomed with auspiciousness. Although she was young, her attacks were already fierce and without any hesitation or stagnation, which attracted the attention of many people.

Many people have begun to inquire about the sect power behind her, but naturally they found nothing. The final conclusion they came to was that she was just a casual cultivator.

After going through nineteen battles, Song Lingqing successfully won the first place in the Dao Realm in this Wanzong Qianlong Competition with her own strength.

When she won, her body was already covered with scars, but her eyes were incredibly bright, more sharp than ever before.

For her, passing the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition was tantamount to defeating her inner demons, and her mind underwent an astonishing transformation.

From beginning to end, Chu Zheng never interfered in Song Lingqing's game, nor did he send any elixirs or magic weapons.

After a few contacts, he could already see some of Song Lingqing's temper. She didn't want to owe anyone a favor. His help in the past had already made her feel a lot of pressure. If he showed her more favor, it would have the opposite effect.

When a favor cannot be repaid, people often go to the other extreme.

Chu Zheng never imposes his own ideas on others. To him, Song Lingqing and Song Lingxue are different after all.

The reward for being the first in entering the Dao realm is quite generous, including one million mid-grade spirit stones, a top-grade magic weapon, twenty bottles of various elixirs, and a number of spiritual medicines and materials.

"Lingqing, congratulations."

Watching Song Lingqing walking down from the stage, Song Lingxue's eyes were filled with joy. After all, they were sisters from the same blood. No matter what, she hoped that Song Lingqing's path would be smoother.

Even if the two people have different paths.

Song Lingqing had a complicated look on her face, and threw a storage bag towards Chu Zheng:

"I know these are nothing to you. I can even say that this is just a way of repaying the favor I owe you."

In the storage bag, there are fifteen bottles of precious pills and eight hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stones.

Chu Zheng didn't say much and put away the storage bag. Song Lingqing was very rational and she kept the top-grade magic weapon that was of the greatest use to her.

Even if it was to repay a favor, she did it after careful consideration rather than acting on impulse.

"Are you going back for dinner today?"

Song Lingxue hesitated for a while, then said cautiously, "Father misses you, too."

Song Lingqing was silent for a while, then put on a complete robe again to cover the slightly hideous scars on his body, and whispered:
"understood."

Chu Zheng turned and walked towards the high platform. The number of people who entered the Dao realm was the largest, and they would naturally finish the latest. At this moment, the Wanzong Qianlong Competition was nearing its end.

As the number one on the Hidden Dragon List, he was going to claim his reward.

Although he now holds a semi-immortal treasure and has the remains of several immortal treasures on his body, he will not waste these things that should belong to him.

This year's Wanzong Qianlong Competition is undoubtedly the most special one.

Because he was ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List, he had already taken the top spot without participating in any battle in the ring.

As a true immortal seed of the contemporary world, the rewards that Chu Zheng can get are far beyond the imagination of many cultivators.

Five million top-grade spirit stones, one semi-immortal pill, one semi-immortal treasure, fifty bottles of top-grade treasure pills, and one volume of immortal scripture that can be used to cultivate to the perfection of true immortality.

The total value of these things is less than one-tenth of what many large sects would be worth if they pawned all their assets.

Especially the immortal scripture, which is extremely rare in the world. Even in the ancient holy lands and true immortal families, there are only a few copies.

As for Chu Zheng, what interested him were nothing more than some elixirs and that semi-immortal treasure.

Previously, the four major holy places except Taixuan Holy Land had taken turns to host the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition, and this year's competition was supposed to be hosted by Taixu Holy Land.

Therefore, the semi-immortal treasure awarded this time also came from the Taixu Holy Land.

Bai Zhixiao personally held a Qingshuang long sword in his hands and walked in front of Chu Zheng. He looked neither happy nor angry, and spoke calmly:
"This sword is called 'Yunyuan'. It was passed down by a senior from my Taixu Holy Land. It contains Taixu sword energy and is a first-class killing weapon. I hope that the Holy Lord Taixuan will treat it well in the future. I heard that the Holy Lord has studied the Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance in depth, and this sword is just the right match for it."

[Yunyuan (Seventh Level): Made from Tianyuan Golden Crystal mixed with Nine-Layer Spiritual Cloud Liquid. After being nurtured for a long time, it has already developed three-tenths of Taiyuan Sword Intentions. With this, the Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance can be performed, which can increase the power by 30%. It is as easy as pulling weeds on the roadside to kill cultivators below the fourth level of the Immortal Tribulation.]

As the sword was approaching, a strong water essence rushed towards him, with cloud patterns connecting into pieces. Chu Zheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at Yun Yuan, frowning slightly without any expression.

It wasn't that there was something wrong with Yun Yuan's sword. It was precisely because there was nothing wrong with the sword that he felt strange just now.

Is Taixu Holy Land really willing to give him such a rare treasure?

If he were in the position of Taixu Holy Land, he would just take a lowest-grade defensive semi-immortal treasure and get away with it, but now he has gained something unexpected.

Of course, there must be something fishy going on when things are out of the ordinary. There must be some conspiracy that he is unaware of.

Chu Zheng has always been a little wary of Bai Zhixiao. This man is extremely cunning and has had a strong desire to kill him since the first time they met. It is hard to say when he will suddenly give him a fatal blow.

"Thank you, Holy Lord Taixu."

Chu Zheng became alert, his expression remained unchanged, he put away Yun Yuan directly, and silently said in his heart:
'I hope that one day I can hold this sword and chop off your head.'

For Taixuan Holy Land, Bai Zhixiao has always been a big threat. If he really wants to leave the world, he must take the initiative and get rid of Bai Zhixiao.

The Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition is held once every century. It has only been in full swing for the past decade, and it has ended in just a few months. The accumulation of a century rose like a wave, and then quickly fell.

Chu Zheng glanced at the group of geniuses around the stage, and undercurrents surged in his eyes.

For these geniuses from various sects, the journey back will only be more dangerous than the journey there, because they have already emerged from the dark and are completely exposed to the world.

Although the latent dragon has emerged from the abyss, its young scales have not yet fallen and its foundation is still shallow, making it difficult for it to resist the malicious intent coming from the dark.

In previous years, there were many young geniuses who, after becoming famous, were assassinated on their way back home. This was not uncommon.

In addition, most of the older generation of cultivators above the Divine Infant Realm have now gone to the battlefield outside the domain, and the environment in the Cang Yun Realm is now only more dangerous.

Thinking of this, Chu Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

If Bai Zhixiao wanted to do something, the best time to do it would be when he was on his way back to Taixuan Holy Land.

(End of this chapter)