Since encountering Du Peng's inspection team, Zhang Heng has made a new improvement in the strength of Dutianbao.

All these monks have spiritual weapons, and their strength is not weak. They all carry a lot of killing aura, which is slightly higher than the strength of the fellow monks of Fang Yunshan.

Especially Du Peng, who is in the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Stage, actually has top-grade spiritual weapons and defensive spiritual weapons at the same time. With such a family background, there are probably not many people in the same level who are his opponents.

In Fang Yunshan, Zhang Heng had not seen any Qi Refining Cultivator with the top-grade spiritual weapon in his hands. As for the defensive spiritual weapon, he had only seen it in Wu Ling, who had a mysterious identity.

And this guy actually has two rare spiritual weapons in his hand at the same time, which is really enviable. It can also be seen from the side that Dutian Castle is more wealthy than the three schools of Yunshan.

Although this Dutian Castle has only a thousand years of inheritance and the founding ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage no longer exists, its hidden strength cannot be underestimated. Otherwise, how could it open the largest market within a radius of thousands of miles?

As the two of them gradually flew, they passed through steep and towering peaks, and the vague shadow of Dutian Castle gradually emerged in the distance.

The cliff mountain in Dutian Castle is towering into the clouds, half higher than the surrounding peaks, standing among the mountains like a flock of cranes, surrounded by white clouds, and from a distance, it gives people a hazy and mysterious feeling.

"Senior Brother Tang, hurry up and speed up! I can't wait, I want to go and take a look." Zhao Rui looked at the Dutian Castle in the distance with eagerness.

"Okay, but we have to fly higher, that cliff mountain is really high." Zhang Heng nodded in agreement.

The two of them suddenly accelerated a few points and flew towards the top of the cliff mountain that was higher and farther.

As the speed soared, the height of the two people from the ground gradually increased. In their field of vision, the scenery underground gradually changed, and soon became as big as an ant.

Moreover, as the height increases, a faint icy gust of wind hits, and the temperature drops sharply.

Under such blowing of ice-carrying wind, even ordinary low-level monks could not bear it.

However, this temperature and cold air are not a big problem for Zhang Heng, and Zhao Rui next to him is also unaffected.

As the distance approached, the outline of Dutian Castle gradually appeared in front of the two of them.

It was a huge castle that seemed to be floating in the air, but in fact, this castle stood on the cliff mountain.

The cliff mountain is as sharp as a knife, with steep and smooth walls, showing a wide bottom and narrow top. The widest mountain bottom covers an area of ​​more than ten miles, while the narrowest mountain top is only more than ten meters wide.

From a distance, it looks like a pyramid.

It is said that the mountain on this cliff mountain was not originally formed naturally, but was split into such a form by a great master.

Because the top of the mountain is very sharp and there are floating clouds around it, from a distance, the entire huge single-star castle is like floating in the void.

Looking at the huge Dutian Castle like a giant beast in the wilderness, and looking at the top of the mountain that was only ten meters wide, Zhang Heng couldn't help but question, why did the top of the cliff mountain not collapse?

Because Dutian Castle is not smaller than ordinary secular cities, it accommodates tens of thousands of people, including monks and ordinary mortals.

Tens of thousands of people live on the top of a mountain that is more than ten meters wide. This makes people feel heartbroken when thinking about it. What if the top of the mountain cannot bear it?

But then Zhang Heng was amused by his thoughts. This is a world with cultivating immortals as the mainstream. How can he use some common sense on earth to view the problem? It seems that he has not yet fully integrated into this world.

In addition, there is a layer of faint transparent purple light around Dutian Castle, which is probably a very powerful defensive formation.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but admire him in the distance, covering the entire castle. It is conceivable that the cleverness of the people who set up the formation was at that time.

It can be said that this is a super protective sect formation. Such a huge defensive formation is probably only available to those large cultivation sects in the entire Three Star Domain.

Since the two of them were gradually approaching Dutian Castle, and monks often flew past on the road, their speed gradually slowed down and they looked at Dutian Castle not far away with awe.

At this moment, Zhang Heng heard a sneer from a monk in the distance: "Senior Brother Li, you won't sell all your spiritual weapons, how can you fly with a magic weapon?"

Zhang Heng couldn't help but look over there, and saw a fat-faced monk who was controlling the lower-grade spiritual weapon mocking a young monk not far away.

The young monk looked cold and his hair was messy. He flew silently, as if he wanted to get rid of the fat-faced monk next to him.

However, he was driving an ordinary magic weapon under his feet, which was extremely slow, with only two or three points of a normal spiritual weapon.

Zhang Heng only felt that this young monk looked familiar. After looking carefully, he couldn't help but jump. Isn't that Li Hong from Fengxing Sect?

That night, Li Hong wanted to force Ning Xuerong to make his own furnace, but both of them were seriously injured when Ning Xuerong swears to resist to the death.

Ning Xuerong also turned into a snow lotus, lying in Zhang Heng's storage bag.

As for Li Hong, Zhang Heng remembered that this son was suffering from heavy internal and external injuries, and his body was pressed under a huge rock, and he was knocked out by himself.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Heng was somewhat suspicious of how old this son was still alive.

At this moment, he actually saw the down-and-out Li Hong, and he felt quite touched, but he had no sympathy at all.

It would have been good for Zhang Heng to spare his life at that time. If Zhang Heng had changed a lot at this moment, he would probably not have let him go.

Perhaps because he noticed Zhang Heng's actions, Zhao Rui's eyes also fell on the two of them.

"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Wang, you just came out of Dutian Castle." Zhao Rui actually recognized the two of them.

Li Hong looked at him indifferently, without paying attention to Zhang Heng beside Zhao Rui. He controlled the magic weapon under his feet without saying a word and flew towards the distance at a snail speed.

The fat-faced monk smiled and said to Zhao Rui: "Brother, do we know this? But I know Senior Brother Tang next to you."

Zhang Heng looked at him carefully and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

After all, there are too many monks in Fang Yunshan, including four or five thousand outer sects and hundreds inner sects. It is impossible for each to remember clearly. Moreover, most of the monks spend their time practicing, and they don’t spend too much time wandering outside.

Tang Feng was still famous in Fang Yunshan before, so it was not surprising that this fat man knew him.

Zhao Rui said unconsciously: "Senior Brother Wang, I have seen you on the mountain, and a friend from the inner sect also mentioned some of your deeds. My name is Zhao Rui, and I came to Fangyun Mountain two years ago."

"Haha, I remembered that you are the new inner disciple of Huoyun Sect. I heard that it was brought in by Real Person Huo Yu." The fat monk surnamed Wang glanced quietly over the middle-grade spiritual weapon under Zhao Rui's feet.

Zhao Rui said yes again and chatted with the fat-faced monk again.

Zhang Heng was a little surprised by the side. Zhao Rui actually came to Fang Yunshan two years ago, but his cultivation level reached the late stage of Qi Refining.

If he has no foundation in practice before entering the school, then his cultivation progress is a little scary.

It reached the late stage of Qi refining in two years, and Zhang Heng had never even heard of this speed.

"Senior Brother Tang and Junior Brother Zhao actually came to Dutian Castle together. You also want to go to the market to trade some things, right? I won't delay you now." The fat monk named Wang finally left with his spiritual weapon.

Zhao Rui smiled and introduced the origin of the fat monk named Wang to Zhang Heng: "The name of this senior brother Wang is Wang Yuan. It is said that he is a descendant of a certain destructive cultivation family. When he first arrived in Fangyun Mountain, he was not quite fat, but later he took some wrong pills and became fat, so he simply devoted himself to cultivating and rarely went out. He is the most low-key one among the inner disciples of the Xianyun Sect."

Zhang Heng curled his lips and thought to himself that this fat man is named Wang Yuan, his name is quite strange, and his cultivation is in the middle stage of Qi Refining. Tang Feng had been in Fang Yunshan for more than ten years and had no impression of him, which shows the other party's low-keyness.

"How could you know this?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but be surprised. Zhao Rui had just arrived in Fangyun Mountain for a few years, so why did he know more than he did.

Zhao Rui said unwillingly: "I am most interested in these strange stories and often begged my senior brothers in the sect to tell me these things."

"I even know a lot about your deeds, Senior Brother Tang." Zhao Rui looked at Zhang Heng with a proud expression, with a strong momentum to expose all his old truths.

Zhang Heng felt like he fainted. Zhao Rui actually likes gossip! Generally speaking, gossip is a favorite among women, and Zhao Rui actually has a hobby in this area.

Is this guy a woman?

Zhang Heng was startled and quickly looked at Zhao Rui carefully, and found that he was slightly handsome and his overall figure did not look like a woman.

Zhang Heng was relieved after using his spiritual sense comparable to a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage to patrol him.

It seems that dressing up as a man is a legendary story, and the possibility of it appearing in reality is not high.

Zhao Rui was furrowed by Zhang Heng's eyes, and was uncomfortable all over, and said in a false sense: "What are you...what are you looking at?"

"Haha, let me know you again, junior brother." Zhang Heng shrugged.

"Is that true?" Zhao Rui felt something was wrong in his heart. He felt that Zhang Heng's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him just now, but he still reluctantly believed Zhang Heng's explanation.

"Let's go to the castle quickly."

Zhang Heng controlled the spiritual weapon to fly towards this magnificent Du Tian Castle. His eyes were inevitably looking at the configuration of the castle, and he was secretly amazed in his heart.
Chapter completed!