When Zhang Ziyang opened his eyes again, he had already landed on the ground.

The experience between these three or two days is simply deadly!

However, what surprised Zhang Ziyang was that at this moment, his whole body was transparent inside and outside, and it was extremely comfortable.

Those injuries seem to have never appeared.

At the sight is a small wooden loft room.

The interior of the room is simple but it makes people feel comfortable and warm.

There was a vague sound of chirping outside the window.

Not the sound of birds.

When Zhang Ziyang opened the window, he was stunned.

At least hundreds of female monks were floating in the air outside in the air.

Every woman has her own beauty.

What does it mean to be "the flowers are gradually fascinating" and what does it mean to be dazzling? Zhang Ziyang deeply understands it at this moment.

Then there was a huge pressure, and those eyes seemed to be filled with heat.

It gathered on Zhang Ziyang, giving him a feeling of burning from the inside out.

This pressure is no less than the parallax between the zombie dogs and the midnight last night.

Just when Zhang Ziyang was at a loss, the female cultivator named Xianxian laughed and scolded, and successfully rescued Zhang Ziyang.

With the sword in the air, Zhang Ziyang's experience this time was completely different from the previous disasters.

The female cultivator named Xianxian seems to have special care for him.

Soon, Zhang Ziyang was taken to a Baiyu Square between the beautiful mountains and rivers by a slender female cultivator.

Here, there is a little green among the flowers.

Zhang Ziyang met another homosexual.

He is a middle-aged man with a good appearance, but the feeling this strong man gave Zhang Ziyang was not right.

His whole body seemed to exude a sense of twilight.

"The master is here. If fellow Daoist Qianhe has brought the Qiu Shui Frost Blade, then check the goods quickly. I can't wait!" The person who dares to say these words like this is of course the irreconcilable female cultivator who does not care about superficial skills in doing things.

As for Zhang Ziyang being treated as goods by her... Zhang Ziyang said that he had never heard that sentence.

"Don't be afraid!" The man who was called fellow Daoist Qianhe was much gentler. He shot out a purple-like mirror and sifted over Zhang Ziyang's body.

The next moment, a beam of light fell, just surrounding Zhang Ziyang.

At this moment, Zhang Ziyang felt that he had no secrets in front of the other side.

However, the special space that manifested at night was never discovered by the other party.

"Okay! It's really a pure thunder and alien spiritual root! Fellow Taoist, please pack this ancient treasure, and the little girl asks fellow Taoist to take care of it. Lei will take a step first!" Seeing the inspiration from the treasure mirror, the man was also impatient.

He threw an old mottled full moon scimitar to the unkempt female cultivator, pulled Zhang Ziyang and sat on the back of a giant eagle.

Zhang Ziyang has never seen such a giant eagle.

The two sat cross-legged on its back, and a small table could be placed in the middle.

Zhang Ziyang was able to sit steadily because the middle-aged man who had just met for less than a quarter of an hour had used a magic trick on him.

"Old Fu Lei Qianhe, the Golden Elder of Tianhuo Sect in the southwest of Dayue. It is rare that you have such a strong state of mind! From now on, you will be my closed disciple!" The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Ziyang as if he was looking at a treasure.

"Senior... Is this a young man on the road to cultivating immortals?" Zhang Ziyang also felt as if he was in a dream.

The ups and downs in a short period of time were too fast, which made Zhang Ziyang unable to adapt.

"Not bad!..." Next is an introduction, with basic knowledge in the cultivation world and some summarized experiences.

But that's just a rough idea.

Cultivation is never achieved overnight.

In Lei Qianhe's words, he was a spiritual root of wood, fire and thunder. He mainly focused on the attributes of thunder. He worked hard for more than 500 years and his cultivation level was perfect in the middle stage of the elixir formation.

A full sense of pride is beyond words.

Zhang Ziyang, who has lived alone in that bizarre world for more than ten years, just gave him a good look.

This made Lei Qianhe even more talkative.

"Your qualifications are not just as simple as pure thunder and strange spiritual roots, but also among the monks, there are three yang bodies, six yang bodies, and nine yang meridians that few of them can have... Any of these three physiques can help monks practice masculine skills and improve their spiritual root quality by 10%! The three types are the legendary immortal roots. If you have a simple mind, I will definitely not tell you, but you are really not simple. You are worthy of being the youngest scholar in the entire Dayue thousands of years!" Lei Qianhe, who was still talking about the strong nature, looked at Zhang Ziyang with a smile on his eyes.

"I'm a little bit careful, please forgive me!" Zhang Ziyang admitted his mistake very neatly in front of such a knowledgeable old monster.

This is not a big deal.

"Forget it! I've never seen Confucianism, Taoism and scholars. I have a lot of fun. But you have to remember that only strength is the foundation of everything in the cultivation world. Only with strength can you allow you to care about others!" Lei Qianhe was very solemn at this moment.

"I remember it in my heart!"

"You should be able to see that I am very eager to be a inheritor of the Thunder Dao Kung Fu. This is the inheritance of my Dao. I also hope that you can protect the Lei family when you achieve something in the future... Are you willing to worship me as your teacher?" Lei Qianhe was very satisfied with Zhang Ziyang's nature.

It is rare for a thirteen-year-old boy to have such a mind.

"Master is here, please accept a prayer from my disciple!" On the back of the giant eagle, Zhang Ziyang chose to bow to him.

He felt relieved in his heart and finally found the organization!

"Okay! Now I'm just a private apprentice. When I turn to the sect, I need to make up for a formality. I can receive gifts! Hahaha..." A giant in the mid-stage period of the Dan Jiedan period was actually very, very petty, and he was remembered by some gifts. Lei Qianhe was really a bit alternative.

"My younger generation parents are no longer here. If not, those tribe members would not have sent me to someone for some money... From now on, Master, you are the closest person to me!" Zhang Ziyang was really moved at this moment.

The master in front of him obviously attaches great importance to him.

This is exchanged for a treasure called ancient treasure.

In other words, Zhang Ziyang is equal to the value of an ancient treasure.

"Crazy! You won't suffer any loss. This treasure is a soul embryo refined by a secret technique after the master advances to the Dan-Cracking Stage! The magical thing about this thing is that it can be integrated into the sea of ​​consciousness. The Qi Refining Stage cultivator can exert the power of the top-grade magic weapon. The Foundation-building Stage cultivator can stimulate the effect of the top-grade spiritual weapon. When it reaches the Dan-Cracking Stage real estate, this thing is still above the natal magic weapon of the real person in the Dan-Cracking Stage! This is prepared for me by the master, but unfortunately I can't use it now..."
Chapter completed!