Zhou Cheng ignored Lu Xun's condition. He stepped on the golden clouds and flew with all his might, passing through the clouds and fog, and crossing the sky. After two days, he finally arrived at Cuifeng Mountain where Lijian Villa is located.

Unlike the shapes of other sects, Lijian Villa did not build a mountain gate, and the main body of the sect was not built on the top of the mountain, but a large-scale building complex was built on the hillside.

Leaning against the mountain, it rises up from the clouds, and has a forbidden formation to gather the vital energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, the entire mountain is often covered by white fog of vitality, which looks like a fairyland to the outside world.

Lijian Villa is the "youngest" sect among the top sects today. It has been passed down for more than 130 years, but no force dares to underestimate it. The current owner of Lijian Villa, namely He Yan, who built Lijian Villa, is the "Zhengli Tianzun" in the world, and the seventh place in the heavenly list!

Although there is still half a month before the sword rating conference begins, Lijian Villa has already begun to receive guests. After Zhou Cheng showed his identity certificate, he climbed to Cuifeng Mountain under the guidance of several villa disciples.

This sword rating conference is the second time that Lijian Villa was held. The last time was thirty-six years ago, the three Taoist sects, three Buddhist temples, six masters in the world, and other four sword artifacts disciples, and some talented families participated.

In fact, for these people, the fifth-level sword weapon and fourth-level sword weapon as prizes are precious, they want to take this opportunity to meet the disciples of various sects for a while. After all, they are all young disciples who are geniuses. Everyone wants to compete with others, and they cannot reach the Yinghua list in the period of the spirit. Gatherings like the sword rating conference just give them a chance to compete.

Zhou Cheng was arranged in a separate courtyard, which was specially built by Lijian Villa for guests. It has pavilions, towers, moon pavilions, and flower terraces, and the scenery of natural gardens is the only one person. Each guest will have a separate courtyard.

What a rich man... Zhou Cheng looked at the scenery in the courtyard and sighed silently in his heart that Lijian Villa is worthy of being famous for its "knowing etiquette and kindness". He has been extremely considerate in treating guests.

Zhou Cheng was the first of the invited disciples of each sect to come to Lijian Villa. A day later, Lu Xun arrived at Lijian Villa. He kept his promise and settled his residence, he came to Zhou Cheng.

In the small pavilion in the middle of the lake in the courtyard, Zhou Cheng was cooking tea. When he saw Lu Xun stepping onto the water, he stopped his movements and smiled and said, "Brother Lu, it's so good."

Lu Xun's face turned dark and he immediately returned to normal. He fell into the pavilion and said, "It's getting late! I'm willing to accept the loss of the bet. I'll bring the Bihai Ling Zhenyu."

After saying that, he flipped his hands and took out a piece of jasper the size of a palm and threw it to Zhou Cheng.

There seemed to be ripples of water above the jade. Under the sensing of the spiritual consciousness, it was like an infinite sea condensed and a square inch. After getting it, Zhou Cheng felt as warm as water, refreshing. The rich water source power was almost overflowing, and even his soul could feel the majestic vitality above. This is undoubtedly the true spiritual jade of the blue sea.

Zhou Cheng was very satisfied with putting the Bihai Zhenling Jade into the mustard seed ring and smiled: "Brother Lu is really a believer, why not sit down and have a cup of tea?"

"You pretended to be idle when you cook tea. Do you want to mock me?" Lu Xun looked unhappy. Then he said in a deep voice: "Zhou Qingyuan, don't be proud either. I just borrowed a magic weapon this time. Why don't you and I bet again?"

Mocking? You're really thinking too much... Zhou Cheng felt helpless, but since the other party said everything to this point, he didn't care about anything. He shook the teacup and smiled and said, "What are you betting on?"

"Betting who can get the fifth-level sword weapon for you and me!" Lu Xun stared at Zhou Cheng and continued: "In other words, it's up to who can get the first place in the Sword Grade Conference!"

"Let's go in the future." Zhou Cheng said with no interest.

"Don't you dare?" Lu Xun raised his voice and asked.

Zhou Chengqing took a sip of tea and said, "Let me talk about it when you can beat me in speed."

"you!"

"Brother Lu, please come back."

Lu Xun's face turned blue and white, and finally he had to snort coldly and leave. He had no idea that Zhou Cheng would refuse to fight gambling, and the disciples of Chunyang Sect actually refused other people's challenges!

No, you must get the twelve magic weapons, and you must let him start a bet!

Zhou Cheng naturally had a clear understanding of Lu Xun's thoughts, but he no longer had anything particularly needed, so he was too lazy to engage in unnecessary gambling.

Moreover, with his current strength, he was really bullying people when he was fighting with Lu Xun.

After Lu Xun left, Zhou Cheng put away the teapot and cup in disappointment, and whispered to himself: "The effect of making tea and treating guests is not very good. I will change to something else next time."

The reason why he received Lu Xun by cooking tea was simply that he thought it was more stylish, wrong, and demeanor. After all, he had seen some such scenes when he was on Earth in his previous life, but he didn't expect that Lu Xun would be displeased.

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Half a month is actually not long, and more than ten days are fleeting. During this period, Zhou Cheng devoted himself to pursuing magical powers, tempering magical artifacts, and realizing the principles of Taoism, and his cultivation was a little diligent. The disciples invited by various sects to participate in the sword-grade conference also arrived one after another.

Zhou Cheng also met several acquaintances, Shang Mingxuan, the blind-eyed girl of Tianchen Dao, Hengsha, the true disciple of the Buddha Heart Sword Sect, and Chengzhi, the true disciple of the Prajna Temple. They had all competed in the theory of Buddhist and Taoism in Prajna Temple before, and now they should have a fight at this level of sword conference.

However, as the date of the sword competition approached, Zhou Cheng became a little worried because Ye Junyu had not arrived yet. Based on the time she left home, if nothing unexpected happened, she should have arrived three or four days ago.

Zhou Cheng came to the foot of Juefeng Mountain and kept counting his fingers. He used Taixu Guizang to deduce Ye Junyu's whereabouts, but he felt that the secrets were covered in dust. With his current cultivation level, he could not figure out the reason.

"Are you trapped in some secret realm?" Zhou Cheng guessed that if it was a secret realm similar to the Chengtian Palace, Ye Junyu would be really dangerous. After all, she did not have the Void Spirit Piercing Realm. If there was no corresponding method, it would be difficult for the weapon refiners in the Qi Tao period to escape from the secret realm by themselves.

"Hey! Little donor, it's been a long time since we've been missing. Are you waiting for us?" Just when Zhou Cheng was worried about Ye Junyu's safety, he suddenly heard a crisp and pleasant voice coming from a distance.

From a distance, Zhou Cheng saw a beautiful little nun wearing a moon-white monk's robe, willow eyebrows, almond eyes, and snowy skin waved in the distance. There was a little red cinnabar mole on the center of her eyebrows. It was Zhan Hui, the true disciple of Tianyue Temple.

The figure standing next to Zhan Hui also made Zhou Chengan feel relieved.
Chapter completed!