From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

The warrior in the blue shirt was shocked!

Feeling the power behind him, he drew ten with one hand, and three swords flew out of his side!

These three swords have different colors, one gold, one silver and one copper!

The surface of the three swords are all carved with beautiful patterns, and the shape is very eye-catching!

The black long swords that Luo Zheng had broken before were awarded to him by the young master of Ji's family. These three long swords, gold, silver and copper, are his usual sabres. They have been following him for many years and have been connected with his heart!

The three long swords of gold, silver and copper are flying out. They echo each other from afar and begin to rotate rapidly!

"Hoo Hoo..."

Under the constant rotation of the three swords, a gold, silver and copper tornado blows around the blue shirt warrior!

"Three mountains walking dragon twister!"

After the formation of this tornado, the wind blew violently, just like a Xianglong hanging towards the rear of Luo Zheng!

Luo Zheng's figure is just like a sharp sword. He doesn't need to flash, but runs straight to it!

"Ping Ping..."

The three long swords, which were hidden in the tornado, were twisted on him, but there was a sound of gold and iron!

Luo Zheng doesn't need armor. His body is as good as an artifact. Although the sword is sharp, how can he do it?

The only trouble is his clothes. After this strangulation, the blue cloth clothes on Luo Zheng's body were torn into strips and then smashed to pieces. However, this is not the first time that Luo Zheng has encountered this situation. Basically, Luo Zheng will change his clothes again soon

Luo Zheng forced his way through the tricolor tornado and went straight to the warrior in the blue shirt. His hands were like lightning!

Seeing that he could not escape, a kite turned over and popped up a golden pill in his hand, which was crushed suddenly!

"Well, you think you can get my dream point you must be dreaming! My dream points are all collected for the Lord of the city! Ha ha ha... "

Hearing this, Luo Zheng's face showed a trace of confusion. Now he only needs to kill this person to get half of his dream points. Why can't he get it?

After the blue shirt warrior crushed the golden pill, a fierce power burst out from the golden pill, and a huge breath came from the golden pill!

"Boom!"

Seeing that the situation is not right, Luo Zheng is rapidly retreating towards the rear!

And this blue shirt warrior opened dozens of Zhang distance!

After a breath, the golden pill suddenly broke, and then the bloody thunder of hair like thin lines spread out from it!

Each of these thunderbolt forces is as small as a hair, but it spreads out like a dense tree root. It completely covers the area around the blue warrior and turns into a huge Thunderball!

Seeing the power of the golden pill, Luo Zheng's eyelids are also jumping wildly!

"The power of this golden pill is so terrible!"

If Luo Zheng had just been involved in it, I'm afraid he would have been torn up by this terrible bloody lightning!

Although it won't really fall in the dream battlefield, I'm afraid I'll lose half of my dream points If it's not a dream battlefield, don't you really fall?

In addition to a chill in his heart, Luo Zheng is also thinking about what the blue shirt warrior said before he died. Can't he get his dream points?

According to the rules of the dream battlefield, even if you commit suicide, you will lose half of your dream points. Just like the warrior who was killed by the sky mouse in the wilderness before, the dream points will explode and condense into a yellow light. Luo Zheng just needs to go up and absorb it!

But what Luo Zheng didn't expect was that after the death of the warrior in blue shirt, there was a big group of dream points!

The number of dream points is twice as much as that of killing LongQin in the Tang Dynasty! That is to say, the blue shirt warrior's body has at least 200000 dream light spots!

However, after these yellow dream light spots burst out, they did not escape into Luo Zheng's body, because he was not killed by Luo Zheng!

Not only that, these dream light spots are flying towards the main city!

"What's going on?"

Luo Zheng's face was shocked

Can the Lord of the city change the rules of the dream battlefield?

It's impossible!

Above the city wall, the guards the Lord placed on the wall did not stand up.

That blue shirt warrior is not the enemy of Luo Zheng. They can only send food to Luo Zheng when they rush out of the city

However, on the faces of these guards, they were wearing a teasing smile and staring at Luo Zheng, as if they were mocking Luo Zheng's naivety.

As for the various warriors at the gate of the city, their faces were different. They were loyal to the "Lord of the city" and naturally refused to tell Luo Zheng why.

Floating at a height of one foot above the ground, Luo Zheng frowned at the scene. Seeing a large number of dream points disappear, Luo Zheng also had some helplessness!

In an instant, Luo Zheng's eyes flashed, but he fled along the city wall!The so-called city master decided to have more than one person under him. One side of the main city has a huge area, and his own affairs here may not be spread. Now he is looking for the next target, that is, other city master's men

The dense yellow spots floated all the way into the main city, and finally flew into a house in the southwest of the main city.

In the dream battlefield, all the warriors are fighting desperately. They either compete with the warriors to capture each other's dream points, or kill all kinds of fierce beasts in the wilderness

But this house is very peaceful!

A little snowflake is like cotton wadding without weight, gently falling down.

Under the scorching sun, these snowflakes are naturally man-made

In fact, close to the gate of the house, you can feel the chill. The ordinary martial arts also know that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, so they all retreat carefully.

In the courtyard, the snow has spread a thick layer, standing in the courtyard, it is still in the middle of winter, giving people a quiet atmosphere.

A woman in purple gauze was holding a palm sized silk book in a corner of the snow covered courtyard.

This silk book is not painted with pictures, but is full of small characters, but is a contemporary novel

In the whole world, in the world of one hundred thousand people, martial arts are absolutely dominant. To put it bluntly, martial arts are more important than culture.

Scholars here can only be the end of ordinary people, insignificant existence, in any ethnic mainstream culture, there is no such thing as them.

However, in recent years, there has been an upsurge of contemporary novels in the upper world

It's not that the status of scholars has been improved. Poems, songs and Fu are still not popular among martial arts. On the contrary, all kinds of novels about ghosts and spirits are very popular.

The reason is Luo Zheng

In the past few years, although many of his stories have been boring, some of them have finally heard the story into their minds and aroused their interest.

After all, it's just for everyone to listen to the mysterious story. If you don't have to listen to the story, you'll have to be a girl.

However, there are many creatures in the world, and the number of mortals is even more than that of ants. In terms of culture, these strong people at the top of the pyramid are not as good as those mortals.

If you ask a little bit, one stone is enough to buy Cheng Shan's current novels. Even hundreds of storytellers can be employed to tell stories vividly in their ears every day. In recent years, it has become one of the most fashionable pleasures among martial arts.

Even because of this, the status of some mortals has gone up and up. For example, in a small town under a six grade Holy Land in the mindless world of the gods, there is a storyteller named Zhang shisan.

The stories of this thirteen are all written by myself. When telling stories, both emotion and manner are well handled. That is to say, they are appreciated by a warrior in the holy land. Then they are recommended all the way up. The status of this thirteen is rising, and it is said that it also leads to the looting of two holy places

Later, he gave this thirteen one longevity pill, which was hundreds of years old. This is amazing among ordinary people. Some small country leaders among ordinary people are afraid that they don't have this treatment.

But generally speaking, all the readers should thank one person, that is Luo Zheng!

If he had not taken advantage of the roaring order to pour his story into the minds of many warriors and aroused the interest of some of them, it would not have triggered this wave