Fantasy Realization System

"The good and the bad, it's better to bring her back for interrogation."

Shang Yuan said.

"I agree with the opinion of the great elder."

Uncle Xiang Yu glanced at Dao Pan and responded.

"So, that is, find someone to bring it back."

Dao Pan scanned the people under the heavenly secret disk, and said: "I wonder who of you wants to bring Shen Yue back?"

"Zunmeng, let me go."

Among the five, a tall and thin middle-aged man stood up. He was carrying a black long sword behind him. Under a white coat, his handsome eyebrows and stars were extremely conspicuous.

"Okay, Jian Lin, you are going to bring this Shen Yue back. Remember, if you can avoid conflict, try not to conflict."

Dao Pan couldn't help reminding the middle-aged man carrying a black sword.

"The disciple knows."

Jian Lin gave Dao Pan a punch, and flew out of the hall with a flash.

Dao Pan looked at the remaining four and shook his head. In the Cultivation Alliance, except for Shang Yuan and Xiang Yubo, the other five were actually his disciples.

Except for Jian Lin, the other people almost rely on the cultivation base built up by the pill. When they encounter something, their xinxing is not good. For such things, there is almost no way to expect them to go out and bring back Shen Yue who has the foundation building cultivation base. .

The sword is a master of swordsmanship, even if it encounters danger, it can still retreat without being left behind.

Uncle Xiang Yu was actually moved, if Jian Lin couldn't go, he would like to meet this monk named Shen Yue for a while, but now Jian Lin came forward, then he had to give up his thoughts.

"That's it."

Shang Yuan said something and suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.

"You good students cultivate, don't do anything surly in the realm of cultivation, do you know?"

Dao Pan flicked his sleeves, and the machine plate disappeared that day. He looked at his disciples and said seriously.

"Yes."

The four disciples, all over 30, held their fists and saluted Dao Pan with respect.

"Okay, all go down."

Dao Pan glanced at the long white clouds outside and sat down on the futon in the hall again.

"Zunmeng, leave this to Jian Lin, I'm afraid..."

After the people dispersed, Uncle Xiang Yu stood in front of Dao Pan, and stopped talking.

"Then what do you think?"

Dao Pan closed his eyes slightly and asked Uncle Yu.

"I can help Jian Lin a hand, but I'm afraid that Shen Yue has some concerns, and it is easy to get a gap."

Uncle Xiang Yu sighed. As the deputy head of the Law Enforcement Hall, this action should have been entrusted to him. Jian Lin has an arrogant personality. After meeting Shen Yue, he is afraid that he will make some unpleasantness.

"Alright, you go and take care of it."

Dao Pan whispered.

"Yes."

Uncle Xiang Yu originally thought that Dao Pan would not agree, and he did not expect other unnecessary things. He turned around and the mid-span was out of the hall, and the clouds rose.

.........

"Zhou Ming, where are we going?"

On a black giant sword, Yang Qiancong pulled the corner of Chu Xinran's clothes and asked Zhou Ming who was standing in the front.

"Chu Province."

Zhou Ming looked ahead and replied.

"Chu Province?"

Chu Xinran couldn't help but wonder, "Master, why are we going to Chu Province?"

"Retreat."

Before departure, Zhou Ming didn't mention to Chu Xinran about practicing in retreat. He only asked her to bring something, that is, Yujian went to Chu.

"Retreat? Is it for us to retreat?"

Chu Xinran asked Zhou Ming with incomprehension in her eyes.

"I want to retreat too,"

Looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers of China Mainland, Zhou Ming felt very quiet in his heart, and said slowly: "This retreat lasts for at least a year and a half, and may be as long as ten or even decades. That's why I asked you to pack your things."

"Ten years! Decades?!"

Chu Xinran looked surprised, "Then what do we eat when we retreat?"

"I didn't ask you to stay in seclusion. The past ten or several decades are for me. You have not built a foundation, and there is no heaven and earth spirit in your body. You still need to eat grains. When there is no food, you will go out and search."

Zhou Ming turned around and explained to her.

"Zhou Ming, are you going to retreat?"

Yang Qiancong was shocked. In ten years or even decades, Zhou Ming was determined to break through to the supernatural power realm to give up?

"Ok."

Zhou Ming nodded lightly, and he had made enough preparations for this retreat. Even if there was an accident like Chu Xinran, it could not stop him.

Now that the memory is restored and the spirit crystal is in hand, he naturally wants to break through the realm of supernatural powers as soon as possible, then break through the plane and enter the spirit world.

After reaching the spiritual world, he must also unscrupulously improve his cultivation level, because he has a hunch that as long as he enters the upper plane, all the karma of the previous life will come back.

Even if he wanted to hide, he couldn't hide it.

This invisible road rule is not so easy to get rid of.

"Master, even if you retreat, my cultivation level will not leave you too much. We have agreed to enter the spiritual world together."

Chu Xinran patted his **** and assured Zhou Ming.

"It's so good."

Zhou Ming smiled and stopped in the Shennongjia area of ​​Chu Province.

His consciousness swept around, his expression slightly changed.

"Zhou Ming, what's the matter?"

Seeing Zhou Ming's delay in going whereabouts, Yang Qiancong couldn't help but ask.

"Someone is here."

Zhou Ming said.

"Master, is this person here for us?"

Seeing a figure flying over the mountain in the distance, Chu Xinran couldn't help but curious.

It's a remote place, and all three of them are hidden. It stands to reason that most people cannot see them.

Moreover, even if there are Qi-refining monks who can fly in the air nearby, it is difficult to see through their hiding without the gods, unless the person on the other side is a foundation building monk who has the gods to observe, and it is very simple to find them. Up.

"What's the relationship between you and Shen Yue? I feel a very strange aura on you."

A middle-aged man with a black long sword came to Zhou Ming's trio and stared at Zhou Ming with sharp eyes.

"How do you know that I have the breath of Shen Yue?"

Zhou Ming's expression remained unchanged, and he stared at the middle-aged man who looked a little unkind.

The sword was in a white suit hunting in the wind, and with a move of his arm, he directly grabbed the hilt of the black long sword behind him.

"What? I want to do it if I disagree?"

Zhou Ming's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you so rude? I don't know how to salute when I saw the seniors?"

Chu Xinran stepped on the Demon Jue Sword, akimbo, yelled to Jian Lin.

Yang Qiancong is not as nervous as Chu Xinran. She has cultivated the ability to observe people and look at people after more than half a month of life in Luo City of M Country. This person is obviously aimed at Zhou Ming. Among them, there must be some Kind of reason.

"You and Shen Yue have the same aura. If you are not in Shen Yue's disguise, then you must be inseparable from her."

Jian Lin pulled out the long sword on his back with a certain face, a flash of cold light flashed, and he stunned the eyes of Chu Xinran and Yang Qiancong.

"Are you from the Cultivation Alliance?"

Zhou Ming stood on the Demon Jue Sword and asked coldly. He guessed that this fierce middle-aged man was probably a member of the Cultivation Alliance. Only the Eight Gates had an impression of him at the Dao Sect Conference that day.

Now that it has been so long, it is not surprising that the news spread to the Cultivation Alliance.

But what Zhou Ming was curious about was who imprinted his breath and sent a copy to the Cultivation Alliance.

In the realm of cultivation, breath is the easiest thing to imitate and the easiest to keep. As long as someone with a heart records it with spirit jade, even the breath can be simulated.

Jian Lin didn't answer, and a sword stabbed Zhou Ming.

The sword light was brilliant, like a blooming ice flower, with infinite power, bursts of sword aura, and shot towards Zhou Ming's trio.

"Humph!"

Zhou Ming let out a soft snort, his arm swept forward, and a wave of infinite pressure blasted forward like a tide, instantly submerging the sword energy.

"puff!"

Jian Lin's heart jumped, before he could even evade, he received a heavy blow in his chest and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Under the flash of sword light, Jian Lin pinched out a sword tactic, which was able to offset the remaining power.

"Friends of Taoism are merciful!"

Zhou Ming's eyes moved, and he wanted to shoot again, but saw another figure flying in the distance.

Zhou Ming looked at the black-clothed old man who was flying over, put down his right hand, and sneered: "What? Are you here to protect him from the disaster?"

"Why did fellow Taoists say this?"

Uncle Xiang Yu held the sword that was about to hang in the air, his face was slightly shocked. He didn't understand, why Jian Lin met such a powerful foundation-building monk just after he left for a while?

"The breath on his body is exactly the same as Shen Yue."

Jian Lin saw Xiang Yu Bo with a look of incomprehension, staring at Zhou Ming, and said to him.

Shen Yue...

Uncle Xiang Yu felt the vastness of Zhou Ming's aura like the sky, and couldn't help but be surprised: "A fellow Taoist is a person from the Sansheng Taoist school?"

"So what? So what?"

Zhou Ming is now 90% sure that the two people in front of him must be members of the Cultivation Alliance. Just now Jian Lin’s act of making a difference made him very unhappy, so he has no first impression of this Cultivation Alliance. Up.

This group of idle guardians finally came to the door.

"That one......"

Uncle Xiang Yu only felt that his situation was very embarrassing. He knew Jian Lin's arrogant character better. If he met Shen Yue, he would definitely draw his sword if he didn't cooperate in a few words.

"You don't need to talk nonsense with him, there is the second elder, we can forcibly arrest him and bring it back to the alliance."

As Jian Lin said, when the sword moved, he would rush forward.

"stop!"

Uncle Xiang Yu hurriedly stopped before the sword, and pushed him back.

"Second elder, what are you?"

Jian Lin couldn't understand why Xiang Yubo, as the deputy leader of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Cultivation Alliance, wanted to block his actions. Shouldn't it be to help him catch this person and **** him to the Cultivation Alliance?

Uncle Xiang Yu couldn't help holding his forehead. He didn't pay attention to the sword approach, but turned around to apologize to Zhou Ming: "This Daoist, I am a member of the Cultivation Alliance. This disciple was first involved in the world, so I am really sorry."

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