Covering an area of nearly two hundred square meters, the house was antique, the bamboo outside the window was scattered, and there were several bananas, making it extremely quiet and elegant. There were three Tunling trees over a hundred years old in the courtyard. The lush leaves covered most of the area of the courtyard.

This was Chu Jun's new residence. It was more than a hundred times better than the small wooden house that the outer door lived in. However, he had to pay the rent of two thousand spirit beans a year. Of course, the inner sect disciples had two hundred spirit beans each month. The rent was barely enough. Normally, they would have enough time to go hunting a few more times. Chu Jun had just received the reward of 10,000 spirit beans. Adding on the 800 spirit beans he had obtained from the Spirit Millet Harvest, he could be said to be wealthy. After paying the rent for a year, he still had nearly 9,000 spirit beans on him.

At this moment, Chu Jun was tampering with the greeting gift given to him by his cheap master Qu Zhengfeng in the courtyard. A rank one defensive vest could withstand the attacks of a rank one spirit beast several times. Chu Jun happily wore it on his body and took out a pale green longsword to carefully observe it. This longsword was also a gift from cheap master Qu Zhengfeng. It was a very ordinary first-grade azure steel flying sword. Although it was only a first-grade flying sword, its hardness and sharpness were several times stronger than the large sword used by a body cultivator. Most importantly, the flying sword was able to withstand the infusion of spiritual energy, while ordinary swords and blades were unable to withstand it, and were extremely easy to break apart.

Chu Jun held the Azure Steel Flying Sword in his hand. He closed his eyes and felt the cold aura coming from the handle. It was as if he had returned to the battle arena. Ruan Fang 's lightning-flashing flying sword slashed towards him … Chu Jun suddenly shocked. He suddenly opened his eyes, and sweat seeped out from his palms.

Chu Jun took a deep breath and once again imagined the scene of the Lifeseizing Sword flying towards him, experiencing the mysteries of the sudden explosion of divine power in his legs. When Chu Jun opened his eyes again, a cold light flashed in his eyes. A faint silver light flowed through the blade of the Azure Steel Flying Sword, and the tip of the sword buzzed slightly.

Chu Jun stared fixedly at the Azure Steel Flying Sword in his hand. The hand holding the sword hilt slowly loosened, and the Azure Steel Flying Sword unexpectedly staggered above his palm.

"Success!" Chu Jun was ecstatic. The light on the Green Steel Flying Sword instantly darkened and fell down.

Chu Jun excitedly held onto the sword hilt. He had already figured out a way to drive things. Divine sense controls the movement of objects. Spiritual energy is transmitted through divine sense to provide power for objects. Only when divine sense and Spiritual Energy cooperate properly can they drive objects as if they were in their arms.

Chu Jun once again circulated his Crescent Moon divine power. His divine sense was attached to the Azure Steel Flying Sword. The divine power was infused into the Azure Steel Flying Sword through his divine sense, and he slowly released his hand. Sure enough, the Azure Steel Flying Sword was hovering above his palm. This time, it was much more stable than the first time.

Chu Jun suppressed the excitement in his heart. His divine sense commanded the Azure Steel Flying Sword to slide forward. The crescent moon divine power flowed endlessly into the Azure Steel Flying Sword through his divine sense. The Azure Steel Flying Sword slowly moved forward half a meter before falling to the ground. Chu Jun knew that it was because his divine power output could not keep up with the divine sense commands. It was as if he had pulled on a high-grade position and stepped on the accelerator, causing a deathfire.

Chu Jun repeatedly practiced for more than two hours. Finally, he was able to control the Green Steel Flying Sword to move within a meter of his body. This was undoubtedly a tremendous improvement. Chu Jun took advantage of the hot metal to practice his divine power until he could no longer maintain his divine sense before stopping to rest.

Today, he almost died under Ruan Fang 's sword. Chu Jun was greatly stimulated. He knew the importance of strength. In this alien world where the strong were respected, the lives of the weak would always be in the hands of others. Today, the body cultivator who had his waist cut in half would care about a mosquito-like life other than someone familiar with him. If he hadn't cultivated the Moon Frost Art, perhaps it would have been him who had been carried down to be buried. After a few months, no one would remember the unlucky guy named Chu Jun.

Chu Jun silently circulated the Moon Frost Art, absorbing and refining the essence of moonlight, recovering the exhausted New Moon divine power.

"Be careful, someone has touched it!" The woman's cold voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

Chu Jun was shocked. He hastily withdrew his cultivation technique and closed his breath. He tightly gripped the azure steel flying sword in his hand. He coldly raised his head and stared at a stalk of Village Spirit Wood. He shouted, "Who is it? Get out!"

A fellow dressed in black jumped down from the tree swiftly. It was actually Shen Xiaobao, who had used shit to escape today. Shen Xiaobao looked at Chu Jun with a strange gaze, "Impossible! With Yours Truly walking for ten thousand li alone and stepping on snow without any traces, how could you, a Second Grade Physique Cultivator, possibly discover such a weakling?"

Without feeling the slightest bit of hostility towards Shen Xiaobao , Chu Jun 's expression couldn't help but relax as he said, "Because you have a smell on your body!"

"What's that smell?" Shen Xiaobao asked curiously.

"The smell of burning!" Chu Jun stood up and said indifferently.

Shen Xiaobao turned around and sniffed. Sure enough, he smelled a burnt smell. It turned out that Lin Ping had scorched many parts of his clothes during the duel today. Shen Xiaobao cried out, "Do you have a dog nose?"

Chu Jun frowned and said, "Senior Brother Shen, why are you sneaking in late at night?"

"Pei pei pei! Don't be so unpleasant, Young Master came over the wall openly. The heavens and earth can be used for reference, and the sun and moon can be verified!" Shen Xiaobao said shamelessly.

Chu Jun couldn't help but be speechless. Shen Xiaobao frowned and said, "I heard that Master has taken in a new disciple. It's dark and windy tonight. As a respected senior apprentice-brother, I naturally have to come and give you some pointers!" As he said that, he stepped forward and punched inexplicably. Although the wind blew, it was clear that he did not use spiritual energy, but pure physical strength.

Chu Jun's footsteps slipped and he quickly moved two feet to the left before dodging the punch. Shen Xiaobao 's punch was empty, and he immediately kicked Chu Jun's lower abdomen, extremely fast. " Shen Xiaobao , what do you mean?" Chu Jun could only move a few feet horizontally to dodge his feet and said angrily, " Shen Xiaobao , what do you mean?"

Shen Xiaobao chuckled and said, "I can't see that you really have some skill, but I will beat you to a pulp tonight!"

Chu Jun frowned and said, "What's the reason?"

Shen Xiaobao pretended to straighten his collar and said, "Naturally, it is to protect my supreme prestige as a senior apprentice brother. Hehe, every time Master accepts a disciple, I will repair it for him first, so that he will obediently accept it in the future!"

"You're so shameless," Chu Jun said, somewhat confused. "What kind of ability is it to bully a Second Grade Physique Cultivator at the Spirit Condensation Stage?"

Shen Xiaobao curled his lips and said, "Yours Truly is fair. I will never use any Spiritual Energy. I will only use my physical strength to fight with you. If you lose, you must obey this senior apprentice-brother absolutely in the future. You must not go east or west. You must not pee or fart. Most importantly, you must not complain to Yours Truly in front of Master. Otherwise, Yours Truly will give you eyedrops!"

Chu Jun suddenly felt that this situation was very familiar. When he arrived at the army earlier this year, the Black-Faced Divine Squad Leader said something similar. He couldn't help but grin and say, "What if you lose?"

Shen Xiaobao crossed his chest and said disapprovingly, "Will Yours Truly lose? Obviously, that's impossible. However, if Yours Truly loses, he will call you Senior Brother!"

Chu Jun shook his head and said, "It's not enough. If you lose, you must absolutely obey me in the future. I will make you go east but not west. I will make you pee but not fart. Otherwise, I will give you eyedrops!"

Shen Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Interesting. Come on, come on, I'll treat you as clean if I don't kick you out of shit!" As he spoke, he unexpectedly kicked Chu Jun in the lower abdomen. Sure enough, he didn't use any Spiritual Energy at all.

In bare-handed combat, Chu Jun had never been afraid of anyone before. After dodging sideways, he grabbed Shen Xiaobao 's ankle and kicked him down three paths.

"Wow, you're so sinister!" Shen Xiaobao cried out strangely. He jumped up with one foot and dodged Chu Jun's kick towards the lower Yin. His right hand swiftly pounded Chu Jun's nose bridge. Chu Jun had no choice but to let go of Shen Xiaobao's ankle and retreat to dodge a punch.

The two of them clashed with each other's fists, and both of their bodies were heavily punched by each other. Shen Xiaobao cried out in a strange manner, and while fighting, he said angrily, "Aiyaya, pei, weird, what kind of fist technique are you using, you brat? Too sinister, too vicious, too brutal, too violent!"

Chu Jun used the fighting technique practiced by the Special Warfare Team. He absorbed the fierceness and directness of Thai boxing. Chinese Sanda was flexible, and his capture technique was a small discount. It was sinister, poisonous, efficient, and direct. What he struck was the vital parts of the human body.

Peng!

The two of them flew away at the same time and rolled several meters before stopping. Chu Jun quickly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared vigilantly at Shen Xiaobao. Shen Xiaobao stood up painfully with his lower abdomen covered. His left eye and mouth were red and swollen.

"Do you still want to fight?" Chu Jun said in a deep voice.

Shen Xiaobao touched the corner of his swollen lips and sizzled with cold air. He said angrily, "Still fart, you're too gloomy. Picking your nose, stabbing your eyes, kicking your yin, gritting your teeth, hitting your head … you're ruthless!"

Chu Jun looked at Shen Xiaobao's sorry state and did not dare to grin. Shen Xiaobao shouted angrily, "What a joke, you're not much better than me!"

Chu Jun touched the red and swollen cheeks on both sides. He no longer felt anything but flesh and blood.

"Motherf*cker, you even wore the fatty's first-grade defensive vest … Ya, it hurts so much!" Shen Xiaobao rubbed his lower abdomen, "Damn fatty, every time you take in a disciple, you always give me a vest and a green steel flying sword, a miser and an iron rooster, yo …!"

Chu Jun touched his first-grade defensive vest and said, "Does he give these two items every time?"

Shen Xiaobao chuckled, "There are at least ten or eight such things in his immortal's cave. That was the gift he gave to Yours Truly when he accepted Yours Truly as his disciple. Fatty is very stingy!"

Chu Jun was speechless!

Shen Xiaobao touched the corner of his dark eyes and smiled proudly, "You brat, your fourth-grade high-grade spiritual roots are even more outstanding than Yours Truly. You can finally stop staring at me, fatty. In the future, your life will be much better … Cough, brat, remember to cultivate diligently, win honor for your master, and win glory for our Zhengtian Sect. This senior apprentice-brother looks after you!"

Chu Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he watched Shen Xiaobao climb over the wall and climb out of the courtyard. He thought to himself, "This guy is really a living treasure!"

At this moment, there was a clapping sound coming from the courtyard door. Chu Jun opened the door and saw that he almost threw himself down. A face of a black-eyed chicken extended in. It was precisely Shen Xiaobao who had just flipped over the wall.

"Tomorrow, go to the Cultivation Spirit Hall and listen to Fatty's sermon!" Shen Xiaobao threw down a sentence and turned around to limp away.