Chapter 207 Foreign Land
Sunrise and sunset.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Lang came out of confinement.

He woke up from the cold water and found that the medicine had turned dark brown. The Fengming furnace had stopped heating long ago, and a thick layer of dirt had settled under the furnace.

"Is it over?" Judging from the description in the Body Tempering Secret Technique, it should be completed.

Chen Lang circulated his breath slightly, and the strong and powerful true energy even shocked himself. His palm just rested on the Fengming furnace, but it left a faint fingerprint, and a bloody, very light smoke slowly dissipated.

This trace of blood surprised him, it turned out to be the aura of blood evil. He did not expect that it would be strengthened with the tempering. Perhaps it unlocked some potential.

Afterwards, Chen Lang jumped out of the Fengming furnace, poured out the water, washed his body thoroughly, and put on his clothes.

He walked out with the sword in hand. The wind was cool and the setting sun was shining on the sundial. Chen Lang went up to observe and judging from the markings on the stone, about half a month had passed.

Then, Chen Lang came to the valley behind the secret room.

He drew his sword and slashed forward.

There was no waiting time. The sword light arrived in an instant, reached the cliff, and cut a bottomless crack in the rock, almost splitting the entire mountain in half.

If it were him as before, it would probably be very difficult.

But this is not enough, after all, he can split stones in the Qi Refining Stage.

"Fengminglu, it's your turn to contribute."

Chen Lang summoned the Fengming Furnace and suspended it in the air. He had experienced how hard this thing was. This time his opponent was a Jindan cultivator. If he couldn't deal with Fengming Lu, all his efforts would be in vain.

Then, he gathered some strength, swung his sword, and the wind blew violently.

The leaves on the mountain are flying, the grass stems are the body, the leaf tips are the sharp edges, and everything exudes a sharp aura.

A wisp of memory emerged from his mind.

"One Sword for All Things"

This was the level of swordsmanship that Zhou Yuanxing displayed at the time. It even split the ghost formation in his Xuantian diagram, which was very fierce.

With a "swish" sound, a sword was slashed down, followed by a "clang" sound. The Fengming furnace was like a huge bell, shaking and wailing, flying backwards, smashing into the cliff and embedding itself in it.

There was a clear vertical sword mark on the furnace body, which showed that it had obviously suffered some damage.

"Not bad." Chen Lang expressed his satisfaction, which meant that his current cultivation level was already enough to threaten Jindan cultivators.

Afterwards, he pondered for a moment, because from the secret of the sword character, this was only the second realm, and his proficiency was already perfect, so he naturally knew that there was a higher level realm.

That is the move that occurs during visualization, where one uses the body as a sword and the head to split open a thousand-mile canyon.

He closed his eyes slightly and began to slowly circulate his energy, gathering it into his right arm.

Click.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and Chen Lang opened his eyes, only to see that the bones in his right hand were broken. At the same time, blood was oozing from his mouth and nose. An extremely sharp and violent sword aura emerged from his arm. Even the San Sheng Pan sensed this violent energy, and the protective formation was deployed automatically.

"No, the price is a bit high."

Chen Lang had no choice but to give up on his attempt. The Nascent Soul Master's magical power was indeed as good as its reputation. Even with his cultivation level close to half a step to the Golden Core, he couldn't withstand this energy.

Little stove, I'll let you go today.

Chen Lang put away the injured Fengming furnace and took some recovery pills. At this time, two deacons came over and bowed to Chen Lang and said politely:
"Congratulations to Master Chen for coming out of confinement."

"I just heard a very powerful sound, it should be the Fengming Furnace, right?" said another person.

Chen Lang nodded, "What's the matter?"

"We are entrusted by Elder Zhong to wait for Young Master Chen to come out of seclusion. Please come with us. Elder Zhong has been waiting for a long time." "Okay."

Chen Lang nodded. In that case, he decided to go meet him first.

"Please." Two deacons stood on both sides with respectful attitudes.

Chen Lang stepped out, with the deacons one in front and one behind him. At this moment, the deacon behind him suddenly stepped forward quickly and strangled Chen Lang's neck with his arm.

"Kill!" he said.

As if he had been prepared, the deacon in front suddenly turned around and stabbed Chen Lang in the heart with a sword.

Chen Lang wanted to break free, but he found that there were runes engraved on the arm of the man behind him. At this moment, the runes burst into light and trapped him.

Then a ground escape talisman appeared, and Chen Lang disappeared from the spot and appeared next to it.

puff!
The sword's force was irresistible and pierced into the chest of the deacon behind. His body was covered with Taoist patterns, revealing the fluctuations of the formation. This was a ruthless man who actually carved a complete formation on his body.

But even so, he was still pierced by the sword, and then the sword broke into pieces.

"No, it's not me!" The deacon in front was horrified. He was obviously tied up well and smoothly. This trick had worked every time for them. How could he suddenly run away?
They saw it clearly, how could it be a fake?

"Stop talking nonsense and kill him!" The deacon at the back held the wound on his chest.

"Okay!" The deacon in front looked fierce and rushed towards Chen Lang with bare hands. His hands turned into sharp claws and scales appeared.

Are there monsters spawning right after leveling up? Chen Lang was a little surprised, then he raised his sword and used the sword secret, making everything a sword.

The sound of wind and leaves rustled loudly, and the dead leaves on the ground turned into mad dragons, rising from the ground and gathering into a broad river in the sky. There was a blade on each leaf, which continuously slashed towards the deacon.

Blood splattered, and in an instant, the deacon's flesh and blood were blurred, as if he had been tortured to death, with his white bones exposed. Finally, his entire body was shattered, and the ground was covered with residual flesh and blood.

The other person panicked, his scalp tingling. Isn't this a late-stage foundation-building cultivator? How can he be so strong?
Moreover, he was seriously injured and had no power to deal with it. He immediately shouted, "It was your employer who asked you to be killed!"

"Oh." Chen Lang nodded, and then continued to use the sword secret and slashed down with one sword.

Feeling the strong breath of death, the man made up his mind. He suddenly took out a piece of bone and broke it with force. A ray of silver light appeared and then disappeared.

"God help me!"

As the shout was uttered, something strange happened. The silver light reappeared, spread out, and turned into a rosy glow.

In the rosy glow, a blurry scene appeared. It looked white, and the atmosphere of vicissitudes, antiquity and solemnity was overwhelming. It seemed like a big world.

In an instant, the sword energy swung by Chen Lang was annihilated. It was an irresistible force. Even the deacon who summoned the rays of light had blood all over his face and his bones cracked.

This surprised Chen Lang. The momentum was a bit scary and unfamiliar. This boss was a bit uncool. He appeared just after killing two small monsters?

As the glow gradually became clearer, Chen Lang saw that it was a vast expanse of land, covered with white bones, including human heads and very long arched bones, like small hills.

The rosy glow spread out, and a vast world emerged. In the distance, there were vaguely visible mountains, rivers, and clusters of huge trees in Mianyang. They reached deep into the clouds like the Tower of Babel, but they were withered, and there were broken bones hanging on the branches.

At this moment, a man appeared on a towering tree. He might have been sitting there for a long time, but his body was covered with dust. He opened his eyes at this moment, and in an instant, wind and clouds surged, and black rain fell on the continent.

The raindrops actually rushed out along with the rosy clouds and fell on the deacon. He immediately screamed and began to melt, his flesh rotted and his bones turned white.

It fell to the ground, corroding the ground and forming a pit.

Then, raindrops rushed towards Chen Lang.

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(End of this chapter)