With the rich resources of the ancient gods in the world of mortals, and with Chen Luoyang's personal guidance, Zhang Tianheng, who was already approaching the twelfth realm, successfully broke through to the peak of the twelfth realm, the Martial King, not long after he came to the world of mortals.

In the assessment for accepting new recruits in the God and Demon Palace, he is extremely strong, and he is the number one candidate among all the candidates for the King of Martial Arts.

Now that he has cultivated the blood of gods and demons, he is destined to usher in a period of rapid development soon, and the realm of Emperor Wu is already waving to him not far away.

Compared with the martial arts he had practiced in the past, the blood of gods and demons and Chen Luoyang's black sun scripture undoubtedly surpassed too much.

On the other hand, among the masters of Emperor Wu who will enter the Palace of Gods and Demons, Su Ye also leads the group.

Chen Luoyang's confidants and masters completely stole the limelight in this recruitment ceremony.

Seeing this, Tang Yiming and others couldn't help feeling complicated.

Everyone knows that Jiang's leader convened the God and Demon Palace to recruit new people this time, and let Chen Luoyang preside over it, which was a tacit consent for him to cultivate his cronies.

But whether the talent can be put to good use is another question.

If Chen Luoyang had no one available, the situation would be different now.

But now it seems that Chen Luoyang not only has talents under his command, but also a wealth of talents.

Faced with such a situation, everyone can only remain silent.

After the ceremony of recruiting new recruits, Chen Luoyang's prestige in the church has slightly improved.

The Palace of Gods and Demons was completely under his control, and it was almost impossible for others to get in.

Although Zhuang Yuting and others entered the palace, Tang Yiming and others were more worried that Zhuang Yuting and the others would not be spoiled by someone Chen than mixing sand into the palace of gods and demons.

Chen Luoyang himself didn't seem to have any extra thoughts. He instructed everyone to practice martial arts, and he didn't make things difficult or reserved, but guided them carefully.

Including Su Ye, Zhang Tianheng and Liu Si in the dark, everyone devoted themselves to practice and made rapid progress.

Chen Luoyang himself also concentrated on practicing martial arts, constantly sorting out and digesting what he had learned.

After the grand ceremony, Xie Buxiu, classmate, left the Palace of Gods and Demons for release.

It was just beyond his own expectations, and also beyond the expectations of others, Master Chen recommended to Master Jiang, and threw classmate Xiao Xie to the White Tiger Hall.

The White Tiger Palace, which is in charge of the internal guards of the criminal law, no matter in the world of mortals or in the vast land of Shenzhou, within the ancient god religion, it is a ghost-like existence.

The lazy and cowardly Xie Buxiu doesn't seem to fit in with the chilling White Tiger Palace.

But after the appointment, Xie Buxiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and take office.

Before taking office, Chen Luoyang said something that made Xie Buxiu thoughtful.

"Familiarize yourself with the situation first, your chance to become a saint will be within the next few years."

Xie Buxiu heard the words, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

He practiced the Fuxi Yitian Chapter, and gradually reached a bottleneck, the chance of transcending the ordinary and becoming a sage is in between.

Next, if you study slowly, normally, you will succeed in becoming a saint immediately, or you may exhaust your potential and vigor, and the sixteenth level is the final destination.

However, what Chen Jiaozhu said seemed to be well-thought-out, and he meant something else.

This made Xie Buxiu feel a little more hopeful.

He respected and feared Chen Luoyang.

While being afraid, he was also deeply impressed by Master Chen's supernatural powers, and had no doubts in Chen Luoyang's judgment.

If he could really become a saint in a short period of time, then Chen Luoyang threw him into the White Tiger Palace now, probably because he was rushing to compete for the first place in the White Tiger Palace...

In addition to the Xuanwu Hall, the first seat of the four halls of the head teacher of the Hongchen Ancient God Sect must be a Martial Saint at the end of the guarantee, and it is better to lack than to abuse.

Right now, Elder Du Qiming is temporarily in charge of the White Tiger Hall.

But many people in the church are already staring at the vacant position after Hou Jingfei's death.

Not only the younger generation, but also many old-hearted elders are also hoping to rejuvenate their careers.

This location won't be vacant for long.

If Xie Buxiu reaches the sixteenth level, he will have the capital to compete.

It's just that, except for Chen Luoyang, others are not optimistic that Xie Cuxiu can become a saint in a short time.

Xiao Xie has no doubts in Master Chen's judgment.

He also thought of more from this.

Compared with other people in the world of mortals, he knew more about Zhang Tianheng.

This Hierarch Chen's staunch confidant in Shenzhou Haotu had previously served as the head of the White Tiger Hall in the ancient divine religion of Shenzhou.

Right now Zhang Tianheng is trying his best in the Palace of Gods and Demons, making progress in his cultivation.

One day, after Zhang Tianheng's cultivation level is improved, perhaps he will still be the head of the White Tiger Hall of the leader Chen.

Xie Buxiu has no opinion on this.

On the contrary, he couldn't wish for more, and he only hoped that Zhang Tianheng would be promoted as quickly as possible, so that he could come to the White Tiger Hall to top his class.

But before that, he had to stay in the White Tiger Palace first.

If Master Chen's plan was messed up, he would be afraid that Xie Buxiu would be overwhelmed and walk around.

Student Xiao Xie has fully proved his talent. As long as he is willing to work hard, he can do anything well. Even in the White Tiger Palace, he quickly got used to the situation.

Chen Luoyang was very satisfied with this.

He didn't fool around and thank you endlessly.

The other party may indeed usher in an opportunity in the near future.

This opportunity naturally landed in the Xiantian Palace that Master Chen had always been thinking about.

Right now, we still need to wait patiently, and when the time is right, we will see the outcome naturally.

But before that, you can also make some preparations.

After giving the order to Bai Feng, a disciple of Yanran Mountain in Beihai, one month passed quickly, and the time limit was approaching.

But Bai Feng did not disappoint Chen Luoyang in the end.

Before the one-month deadline, Bai Feng managed to get the pot of Yuantian phantom mist he requested.

"Yes, you successfully passed the first level of experience." The deep and majestic voice of the master of the star palace echoed in the dark starry sky: "This is your reward."

Bai Feng watched calmly as the bronze pot containing the phantom mist from the distant sky disappeared, replaced by a cloud-swallowing bag.

Although curious in his heart, he did not open the cloud-swallowing bag on the spot, but cupped his hands towards the dark void: "Senior, do you have any new instructions? This junior will do his best."

"Not busy." Chen Luoyang said lightly in the tone of a demon king: "You digest the reward first, practice seriously, and when the time is right, there will be a second level of experience for you."

"Yes, junior." Bai Feng bowed again, and then the scene in front of him changed, and he returned to the place where he disappeared just now in the real world of the world of mortals.

After observing from side to side, Bai Feng left the place first, and only after making sure that no one was paying attention to him, did he take out the cloud-swallowing bag and open it.

Seeing the things in it, Bai Feng gasped.

Chi Yunzhu.

A large number of Chiyun beads.

Chi Yunzhu is the most needed for his current practice.

But in Yanran Mountain in Beihai, this treasure is also extremely scarce, and it can only be supplied to a limited number of people.

Bai Feng can get a little share, but the result of sparing use is to affect the speed of progress.

If you want to make great strides forward, you must have a continuous supply of massive natural materials and earth treasures.

What he lacks the most right now is Chi Yunzhu.

That star palace master actually knows his situation so well?

This time, it really scratched his most itchy spot, making his heart so hot that it was almost difficult to control his mood.

After Bai Feng calmed down, his expression was cloudy and uncertain.

After meditating on the spot for a long time, he let out a long breath of foul air and put away the cloud swallowing bag.

His expression has returned to calm, and the casual smile reappeared on his face, but his gaze was deeper and more determined than before.

Chen Luoyang smiled slightly.

Speaking of these Chi Yunzhu, I have to thank Tang Yiming for his investment when Tang Shouzuo smashed the quota of God and Demon Blood.

And the pot of Yuantian phantom mist was moved from the "star palace" to the "tree house" by his left hand for his right hand.

Then, Mr. Zun repeated his old trick and brought Ji Chongshe to the Chuangming Divine Tree.

In the "Tree House" hall, there are only Mr. Zun and Ji Zhong.

Ji Zhong was a little confused: "Forgive me senior, but I have no clue about His Majesty the Emperor..."

"It has nothing to do with my entrustment to invite Xiaoyou as a guest today." Mr. Zun said softly, "It's because I suddenly discovered that you seem to be in some trouble, little friend."

Ji Zhong's heart moved slightly.

He is indifferent, but has a keen mind. He found out that his colleagues from the Xiantian Palace seemed to be spying on him, so he took care of him.

Now it is more and more certain that he is being monitored, and even the range of actions is limited.

"I like to entertain guests and make friends." Mr. Zun said, "Now that my guests and friends are in trouble, I won't sit idly by. Of course, it depends on your own wishes, little friend. If you want, I can help you regain your freedom."

Ji Zhong was silent, and after a long while, he first saluted Mr. Zun: "Senior is benevolent and righteous, and this junior is grateful, there is nothing to repay."

After a short pause, he continued, "If possible, I would like to stay in the palace now."

"I grew up in the palace since I was a child, and I have never gone out a few times since I was a child. I really don't know where to go after I leave." Ji Zhong said calmly: "The palace is weird, I have noticed it, I want to stay and take a look, what is the reason? .”

Chen Luoyang thought it was true.

This kid is indifferent to most things, but he doesn't want everything.

On the contrary, he is amazingly persistent in very few things.

Sure enough, he himself has noticed some clues, and he definitely wants to take the opportunity to figure things out.

Chen Luoyang couldn't help but want to give him a thumbs up.

That's what you want, boy.

"Little friend has this heart, I will not force it." Chen Luoyang pretended to be "Mr. Zun" and said: "However, just in case, we should also make some preparations. It is my little care."

As he spoke, a porcelain vase appeared on the round table in front of Ji Zhong.

What is contained in the porcelain bottle is of course the phantom mist collected by Baifeng.

To be cautious, Chen Luoyang replaced the original bronze pot with a porcelain vase.

Ji Zhong looked curiously, and saw that there was a light blue liquid in the porcelain bottle, exuding a somewhat inexplicable smell, which made people feel comfortable all over.

"This seems to be... the phantom mist from the far north?" Ji Zhong muttered to himself, "There are so many, if they are gathered into a water shape, there could be a whole bottle."

As one of the five holy places of the righteous way, the Xiantian Palace has a vast collection of classics.

Although Ji Zhong had never seen the real phantom fog in the distant sky before, he had seen written descriptions in ancient books.

"It is indeed a phantom mist from the distant sky." Mr. Zun said in a warm voice, "I can give you a little chance to protect yourself, little friend."

Ji Chong respectfully bowed solemnly to Mr. Zun: "Thank you for your kindness, senior!"

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