I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

Half an hour later, at the attic on the top of the tower.

After a long talk, Zhao Heng, who had finished the negotiation, clasped his fists and bowed to Murong Nishang.

"Miss Murong, thank you for your understanding. From now on, let's put aside our past grudges and work together!"

Murong Nishang, who had recovered her ability to move, re-arranged the displaced lining, her messy hair and collar, and carefully wiped the remaining red lipstick at the corners of her lips.

She looked at Zhao Heng with a complicated look and some caution.

"Are you serious? As long as I cooperate with you, after the Immortal Fate Conference, you will no longer trigger the natal Gu to restrict me?"

Zhao Heng stretched out three fingers.

"I swear to the heavens on my character that as long as Miss Murong does not reveal my identity secretly and does not actively counterattack the mother Gu in my body, I will never use this to restrict the girl."

Murong Nishang finally felt relieved, clasped her fists and returned the greeting, removed the surrounding barriers, and was about to leave.

But as soon as he turned around, he paused again, and waved his hand to send out two mysterious lights, flying towards Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng rolled up his sleeves, and two items floated in front of him, one was a 'jade bottle', and the other was a 'tortoise shell' with a black glow.

Murong Nishang said faintly, "Today I fought on your behalf and won the ring battle. This bottle of dragon blood and earth tortoise shell will naturally belong to you."

After saying that, Murong Nishang moved her feet, but her feet were slightly weak, her body staggered, and she hurriedly flew into the air.

Looking at the other party's back as he left, and then looking at the two treasures in front of him, Zhao Heng felt a little ashamed for a while.

He took advantage of the other party and took two treasures for free. Why did he feel like he was "eating and taking" and eating soft rice.

However, he finally sent the two women away and solved the urgent problem.

Now, Huangfu Yue should no longer doubt his identity.

Given her personality and status, it was impossible for her to reveal anything to others.

Murong Nishang was the same. As the saint of the Fairy Spirit Hall, the embodiment of purity and nobility, they were destined to keep themselves clean before ascending to the throne of the sect master.

Otherwise, Murong Nishang would have told her elders about the matter of the Gu in her body and asked them to solve it. She did not do so because she must have some concerns.

Now after going through him, this woman will definitely keep the secret for him.

In addition, Zhao Heng also asked Murong Nishang how she crossed the continent from the South to the Central Continent.

The latter told him that she crossed all the way with a "mysterious escape talisman" circulated in the Thousand Souls Hall.

During the period, she went through many hardships and encountered many life-and-death crises before she came to the Central Continent.

Now that the talisman paper has long been scrapped, Zhao Heng's idea of ​​opening a new "road back" has naturally been shattered.

"Alas... let's think about how to get through this Immortal Fate Conference."

Originally, Zhao Heng thought it was very simple. As long as he collected some natural treasures in a low-key manner and did not participate in the battle between the 'Dao Zang Divine Tree' and the 'Dao Yuan Fruit', he could get through it safely.

But today in the hall, after Huangfu Yue and Murong Nishang's disturbance, even if the two women went back to explain, they were not familiar with him.

Zhao Heng still attracted attention from all sides, and it was difficult for him to be a pure little transparent.

After some thinking, Zhao Heng could only talk to himself.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. If it really comes to a critical point where nothing can be done, the worst thing is to take the initiative to eliminate it. Anyway, there is no reason to fight for it."

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After the banquet ended that night, the teams of each sect were still discussing today's banquet on the way back to their respective bases.

The most discussed issue was the Saint of the Fairy Spirit Hall, who competed with the daughter of the Yangshen Sect in public to meet with the elder Zhao Wuji of the Shura Sect.

Everyone was discussing what the relationship between these three people was, and what they did after leaving the hall.

Although the two proud girls returned to the hall later, it seemed that nothing was wrong, and they explained to the people around them that they had recognized the wrong person, but everyone still expressed doubts.

Many people even began to secretly investigate Zhao Heng. Of course, the information they obtained was almost worthless.

However, Zhao Heng and others were in a strange atmosphere on the way back to the Shura Sect.

Dong Yu, who was walking beside Zhao Heng, seemed to have nothing happened. He did not say a word about what happened after Zhao Heng left the hall. He was well aware of the way to protect himself.

Chu Qinyi and Chen Xiao also remained silent at the same time. The two girls looked worried all the way. Occasionally, they glanced at Zhao Heng with a hint of resentment.

The other proud girls in the other halls of the sect also cast curious glances at Zhao Heng from time to time.

And there was also a very cold look in the crowd, looking at Zhao Heng's back from time to time, gritting their teeth, and their eyes were full of resentment.

"Damn it, what is the relationship between this brat and those two women?"

This gaze naturally came from Leng Yexuan, the core inheritor of the Netherworld Palace.

At this moment, Leng Yexuan's face was pale, his breath was a little weak, and there were obvious bloodstains on his clothes. He fled in a panic at the back of the team.

Tonight's ring battle was dominated by the "mystery of the relationship" between Zhao Heng and the Saint of the Fairy Palace, the daughter of the Yangshen Sect. Everyone couldn't tell who was the most dazzling person tonight.

But the most embarrassing person tonight was none other than Leng Yexuan.

Originally, as the core inheritor of the sect, Leng Yexuan suddenly took action on the ring, which was somewhat contrary to convention and suspected of forcing himself to be in the spotlight.

When challenging his fellow junior brothers, the two top female geniuses of the Xianzong attacked at the same time.

Originally, everyone present, including Leng Yesuan, thought that the two women were coming for him, which made Leng Yesuan excited and made the people around him jealous.

Unexpectedly, the Saint of Xianling Palace, Thunderbolt, took action and knocked him off the ring in front of everyone, and then invited Zhao Wuji to meet him alone.

Then, the daughter of Yang Shen Sect's leader actually came forward to make an appointment with Zhao Wuji first.

The two girls even almost got into a fight over this.

In the blink of an eye, Leng Yexuan, who was envied by everyone, instantly became the "backdrop" and "clown". Before leaving the hall, he did not know how many mocking looks he received.

All this made Leng Yexuan go crazy. He completely forgot that he had evil intentions and wanted to harm Zhao Heng first, and he blamed Zhao Heng again for all this.

"It's all the fault of this guy surnamed Zhao for causing me to embarrass myself in public. I won't give up until I take revenge!"

Zhao Heng, who was flying in front, had naturally sensed the cold gaze behind him. His eyes flickered slightly, and there was a hint of sneer and disdain in his eyes.

On the same day, after returning to the sect's headquarters, everyone went back to their rooms to repair and prepare for the Immortal Fate Conference five days later.

Zhao Heng returned to his small courtyard, entered the practice room, and sat calmly on the futon.

Although the Immortal Fate Conference was about to begin, Zhao Heng did not feel too nervous.

First of all, he doesn't need to work hard to get anything.

Secondly, Zhao Heng believed that with his current strength, there was nothing to fear in this Immortal Fate Conference.

"Then just let it go."

Zhao Heng sat cross-legged calmly, closed his eyes and concentrated, running the technique.

As he entered the state of cultivation, there were sometimes multiple cyclones in the cave at the same time, bursting into bright light in the void and sweeping through the storm.

Sometimes there is a surge of sword energy, crushing the air and twisting the void.

Sometimes there is a golden flame that burns all things and sweeps across the wasteland.

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