Chen Luoyang knocks on his jade pendant.

There is a flash of red light on the jade pendant.

After waiting for a while, the red light flashed again

Chen Luoyang waited patiently.

That evening, he felt someone close to the dark underground world.

Under the control of Chen Luoyang, the dark world opens a way.

Zhang Tianheng came in with a package the size of a hill in his hand: "master, what you ordered."

He put down the items one by one: "there are 104 kinds of poisonous grass and flowers, as well as the sap extracted from cangyun Lingquan, Wuxu mud, Longshou sand and Lingxin branches and leaves..."

"Good." Chen Luoyang nodded: "the mainland of China is over to you, especially pay attention to the new void door."

Zhang Tianheng nodded: "I will obey you."

Chen Luoyang looked him up and down, nodded slightly: "it's a good entry."

"All of them were instructed by the leader." Zhang Tianheng knelt down on one knee, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

In terms of resources collection, the ancient theocracy was much more powerful than when there was only a corner of the southern wilderness.

The cultivation strength of the experts in the ancient religion naturally benefited from it.

Zhang Tianheng was originally gifted, but he came to the church later than Wang Fei, Nie Guangyuan, Xiao Yuntian and others, and had a short time to contact with the excellent martial arts of the ancient religion, so his cultivation level was a little lower.

Before that, he had already reached the peak of the tenth realm and could break through at any time.

After taking over the position of the first seat of the white tiger hall, he swept across China with the ancient theology. He was full of spirit, and naturally reached the eleventh realm.

With the integration and collection of the vast land resources of China by the ancient deities, especially after Chen Luoyang's continuous wars with the red dust masters on the snow covered plateau and the East China Sea, Zhang Tianheng also benefited again.

Now his whole spirit is different from before, but he still needs some time to accumulate, but he is not far away from the twelfth realm.

Chen Luoyang watched the other party leave, nodding in his heart first, then shaking his head.

With the growth of his own cultivation strength, the repulsive force of the vast land of China against him is growing.

When the time is right and you are ready, you will eventually go to the world of mortals.

After going there, how can I not say first? In order to maintain enough control, we need capable people.

At present, because of the harvest from the world of mortals and the resource integration of the vast land of China, the whole ancient theology of China is bound to usher in a leap.

Just don't know if the speed is in time.

When you go to the world of mortals, if you are completely isolated from the general religion, you will not mention it. If you want to have a plan in the general religion, you also need to bring familiar people.

At that time, who will go to the world of mortals and who will stay in the vast land of China still need to think carefully.

When Chen Luoyang tidies up his mood, he first looks at his own cultivation.

He first took Tianxin sand, Tianlin Ganlu, cangyun Lingquan, Wuxu mud, Longshou sand and other treasures to reconcile them.

Then, start a thing that seems to be totally different from practicing martial arts.

Pottery.

However, Chen Luoyang's pottery making technique is totally different from that of ordinary craftsmen.

The way he made the blank, however, seemed to be carrying a strange boxing shelf.

If you change one, you will be scrapped.

Along with this process, a boxing idea is gradually refined and shaped.

In front of Chen Luoyang, an ancient god gradually stood up and looked at him.

With the completion of the body, Chen Luoyang fired it into shape.

A simple black pottery pot appeared in front of Chen Luoyang.

Chen Luoyang clenched his fist forward with five fingers in one hand, holding his fist shelf, and waved his other hand in the air.

There were hundreds of poisonous plants and flowers flying in front of him, and they were densely distributed in the air.

Chen Luoyang took it one by one, bit half of it, swallowed it, and put the other half into the black pottery pot he made.

Every kind of poisonous grass, not to mention ordinary people who don't practice martial arts, even those with low and medium accomplishments who take it, will suddenly die, and there is no hope of survival.

However, according to Chen Luoyang's cultivation today, these poisonous flowers and poisonous herbs are not different from the ordinary ones.

If you eat it directly, even if you don't use it to dissolve it, it won't affect you. It's useless to add up the amount.

There are only a few of them that he needs to pay a little attention to and use Xuangong to eliminate the influence.

After taking all the 104 poisonous flowers and herbs, Chen Luoyang's boxing changed slightly.

In the eyes of the God, there was a flash of divine light, as if the real ancient gods and demons came to this world.

In the black pottery pot in front of us, a lot of poisons gathered together and began to produce purple smoke, even showing a colorful light.

Looking at the colorful, but let people see there is a sense of creepiness.Chen Luoyang's face was as usual, and his boxing changed slightly again.

Then the God stretched out his hand and covered the black pottery pot.

Time goes by.

As time goes on, Chen Luoyang's boxing spirit becomes more concise and exquisite.

Later, the huge spirit disappeared, but the boxing intention became stronger and stronger.

Chen Luoyang's palm is on the black pottery pot.

There was a flash in his eyes.

The palm did not move, and the black pottery pot at the bottom of the palm cracked.

Then there were more crevices, until the black pottery jar was completely broken.

However, after the pottery pot was broken, the hundreds of poisons that had been stored in it had disappeared, and even the dregs and ashes could not be seen.

It was as if they had never been sealed in pots.

After the black pottery pot was broken, many fragments did not stay, but quickly turned into powder, getting finer and finer, until all of them disappeared completely.

It seems that Chen Luoyang has never fired such a black pottery pot.

He took back his palm and sat in the same place silently with his knees crossed. He meditated on the boxing Sutra and understood the boxing techniques.

In my mind, the mysterious black pot appeared again, with a dark golden light flashing on the surface.

On the surface of the pot, a circle of simple but mysterious runes kept flashing.

In the dark golden light, the God just stood.

With the end of Chen Luoyang's success, the dark golden light in his eyes turned black again, and the God projected from the mysterious black pot in his mind disappeared.

Chen Luoyang slowly breathed out a breath, got up and went out of the stone hall, looking at the dark underground world in front of him.

Outside the stone hall, in the dark, there is a towering divine tree. The surface of the tree is shining with light blue light, from which the graceful artistic conception of power comes out. It echoes with the dark underground world in front of us and promotes each other.

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In the world of mortals, the battle between Zheng and Mo is still going on, and there are even signs that it is getting worse.

However, in the war, Xiaoxitian and Tianhe had their own masters retreating to the South Chu.

"Master shankong, Mr. Gao, thank you for coming all the way here. Mr. Hua is not welcome."

Hua Longtao, a powerful general of the southern Chu Dynasty, bowed his hand.

In front of him, there were two men, an old monk in grey clothes and a middle-aged man with a 40 year old appearance.

The old monk was master shankong, who lived in xiaoxitiansu. At this time, he put his palms together: "general Hua, you're welcome."

The middle-aged man on the other side is Gao Nanzhai, a master of Tianhe Yimai kendo.

He looked at Hua Longtao in front of him and asked, "general Hua, as you said before, there are enough heaven and earth orders for us to come to the world of mortals?"

Hua Longtao, the martial General of the southern Chu Dynasty, replied: "there is only one heaven and earth order from the Xiantian palace. However, our court has also raised a stone to descend from heaven and a roll of empty veil, which is enough to ensure that the three of us will come to the vast land under the red earth."

Gao Nanzhai nodded: "so, no matter how good, this time we must get rid of Chen Luoyang and avenge younger martial brother Yang and younger martial brother Yu."

He turned his head and looked at master shankong of Xiaoxitian: "this time, thank you for coming out of the mountain."

Master shankong put his palms together: "Amitabha, benefactor Gao, I'm serious."

"The devil's strange treasure is mysterious. If there is no master carrying the red dust under the wheel of dizang, it is difficult to restrain the other party's means." Gao Nanzhai said: "younger martial brother Yang, we have to guard against their lessons."

He said, looking at Hua Longtao: "general Hua, too, has taken the hand to restrain the devil's" production. "

Hua Longtao said with a smile: "as long as there is no suppression from the earth, Mr. Gao's swordsmanship will have an impact, but it won't hurt much."

Gao Nanzhai said: "a little deviation is fatal enough. If the devil doesn't have some real talent, he will have a treasure in his hand and won't kill younger martial brother Yang."

"What Mr. Gao said is true." Hua Longtao said: "I think we should be on guard for the secret of his treasure. We need to be careful that there are people from the ancient religion who come to help him secretly."

"Although our Dynasty is fighting fiercely with the ancient deities, as long as one of them goes down, it may have an impact on the war situation."

The South Chu general said: "so Hua feels that we may need more experts to help us."

Gao Nanzhai pondered: "we don't have the right people for the moment."

Tianhe has a long history, but not many talents. Although the number of people is thin, most of them are powerful, and almost all of them can be called heirs.

But after all, the number of people is too small. When it comes to the 15th frontier, it will be even more limited.

When Yang Xuan died and the king's land was not there, he had to take into account the war with Xuehe. It was the limit that he could separate a gaonanzhai.

Although there are many people in Xiaoxitian, it's hard to find more candidates for the legitimate masters in the 15th realm.

Hua Longtao, a powerful general of the southern Chu Dynasty, said: "Hua naturally understands this. How can our Dynasty not? But fortunately, there are other experts who can go with him, and he has the treasure that can come to the world of mortalsGao Nanzhai and master shankong asked, "who are you from?"

Hua Longtao took out a talisman and lit it. The talisman turned into light and floated in the air.

Then he reached out and daubed the light.

Soon after the light dissipated, Gao Nanzhai and master shankong felt that someone was approaching in the distance.

Before the comer had time to show up, master shankong's palms were closed and the Buddha's name was low, while Gao Nanzhai frowned slightly.

When the other party appeared, Gao Nanzhai glared at Hua Longtao.

"People from Fusang island?"