Su Xing paused and said, "If you have enough talent, I should have a way to let everyone enter Fengwu blessed land, but Fengwu blessed land also has its own rules. If you don't have talent, it will be difficult to enter it as a Taoist."

"This is nature." The thief nodded.

"I have a general plan here. The geniuses who have been above the four tribulations can find ways to join Fengwu's blessed land. If they are willing, they can go to other places to temper their skills."

"Such as the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers, Lingyumen, etc."

The forces listed by Su Xingluo are closely related to him and can take care of the geniuses in the lower world.

"This method is good!" The Thieves' God's eyes lit up and he said, "I know Lingyu Sect, Senior Ke Ying has already set out there not long ago."

"Aunt Ke has already gone to Lingyu Sect?" Su Xing was not too surprised. Lingyu Sect was originally Ke Ying's home, and now she has gained a foothold again. It is normal for her to want to go back.

Next, everyone had another discussion and planned out the future of Tianxing Shenshan.

If the development goes smoothly, Tianxing Divine Mountain will grow silently into a giant figure in the Northern God Realm.

A few days later, Su Xing left Tianxing Sacred Mountain and headed to a place called "Cangxue Mountain" in the North Inn Divine Realm.

Cangxue Mountain is located at the northernmost end of the Beiyinshen Region, with a severe cold climate.

The mountain is not majestic, and it is covered with heavy snow all year round. From a distance, the world is vast.

There are several thatched huts built on the gentle slopes of the Snow Mountains.

Su Xing met Dong Fengxue by a stream not far from the thatched hut.

Dong Fengxue was wearing a coarse linen coat, her hair was casually scattered on her shoulders, sitting barefoot cross-legged with a long blood-colored knife inserted next to her.

His aura fell into a mysterious and mysterious state, and it seemed to merge with the blood-colored sword around him.

"Fifth level of True God Realm!" Su Xing glanced at him and saw through Dong Fengxue's cultivation level. However, the aura on Dong Fengxue's body made him feel quite surprised.

"Wow!"

Dong Fengxue obviously noticed someone approaching, and the long blood-colored sword beside him flew out automatically, and was held by him in one hand and slashed towards Su Xing.

At this moment, it seemed that only this man was left in the world with one sword, and everything else had lost its color.

And in Su Xing's eyes, the man and his sword actually gave him a feeling of moving forward, as if he would be injured by this sword.

Su Xing even had one hand, but he did not use his divine power, so he easily caught the blood-colored sword.

His physical realm also reached the ninth level of the Heavenly God Realm.

No matter how terrifying Dong Fengxue's knife is, it will not hurt him.

However, the illusion that he was injured showed how extraordinary Dong Fengxue's sword was. I guess there was nothing to take him in the same realm.

"Wake up!" Dong Fengxue was stunned when she found out that it was awake.

"Long time no see!" Su Xing smiled and let go of his hand, looked at Dong Fengxue up and down, and said, "It seems that my worries are a little unnecessary."

A large part of the reason why he returned to the Northern Spirit Divine Realm this time was for Dong Fengxue.

When he was in Fengwu blessed land, Su Xing did not see Dong Fengxue, so he asked Ji Changkong. Then he knew that Dong Fengxue had arrived at this Cangxue Mountain and mingled with a drunkard all day long, refusing to enter the cycle of life and death.

This incident naturally reveals some abnormalities.

Because Dong Fengxue had no worries about her life, Su Xing was not in a hurry to deal with it.

When he saw Dong Fengxue this time, he saw that the other party was sober and did not look like he was bewitched by a demon, so he felt relieved.

"I don't go to Fengwu to practice because I think that here, the distance between me and the sword in my heart will be closer." Dong Fengxue explained.

Su Xing thought for a while and said, "There are many mysterious places in Fengwu's blessed land, and there are also excellent divine magic techniques. They are closely related to the sword art. They should be much better than if you comprehend alone here."

Dong Fengxue shook her head and said, "I still believe in my feelings more."

Su Xing didn't persuade him anymore and was about to see him first. The drunkard said again. Thinking of this, he said to Dong Fengxue: "Take me to see the drinker who saw you?"

"Okay!" Dong Fengxue nodded with a smile.

Then, the two walked towards the thatched hut and saw the drunkard under the eaves of a thatched hut.

Su Xing looked up and down. The drunkard was wearing a coarse linen dress like Dong Fengxue, but he looked ragged and disheveled, giving people a feeling of down-and-out. Unlike Dong Fengxue, he looked very free and elegant.

Moreover, there is no breath of cultivation in the drunkard.

"Senior!" Dong Fengxue respected the drunkard very much, but the drunkard was holding a wine jar in his arms and was sleeping soundly, and ignored Dong Fengxue.

"I'll call him." Su Xing narrowed his eyes, walked forward, and grabbed the wine jar in the arms of the drunkard.

During this process, he firmly locked the energy of the drunkard, and any abnormal movements of the other party could not escape his perception.

Dong Fengxue's swordsmanship did make great efforts and no problem with his energy and energy. However, his unwillingness to leave the Cangxue Mountain still made Su Xing feel abnormal.

And the initiator of all this was the drunkard in front of him.

Of course, this made Su Xing not have a good impression of the drunkard.

What surprised Su Xing was that after he snatched the jar from the drunkard's arms, the drunkard did not react too much, but just slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Su Xing and said lightly: "If you want to drink, just speak."

Su Xing glanced at the wine jar and said, "Your wine doesn't look great, what's worth drinking?"

"That's because your eyesight is too poor. My wine is good or bad, and it will be worth it after tasting it." The drunkard said disdainfully.

"Is that true?" Su Xing didn't want Dong Fengxue to be embarrassed in the middle and was about to expose the lies of the drunkard, so he used his divine power to draw out a stream of wine and taste it in his mouth.

There was a faint mellow smell when entering the mouth, but it soon turned into a burning torrent, pouring into the throat and falling into the abdomen, as if a fiery knife was slashed by.

Even with Su Xing's physical quality, he felt a little unbearable. He had to use the Nine Heavens Emperor's magical power. When the divine source of creation absorbed the scorching energy in the wine, the discomfort in his body gradually dissipated.

"What a strong wine!" Su Xing was secretly shocked. The wine was not only extremely strong, but also had an extremely restrained nature. From the outside, there was no difference at all.

"This wine is called Tiandao Guanshu, how does it feel?" The drunkard glanced at Su Xing and asked.

"Wine is good wine!" Su Xing did not open his eyes and talked lies.
Chapter completed!