While other ancient martial arts sects were looking for Mr. Zhang, Hong Anxing was also looking for Mr. Zhang. Of course, the purpose was completely different. Hong Anxing mainly wanted to thank and apologize, but he did not want to get on Mr. Zhang like others.

Young Master Zhang didn't want to see anyone, so he deliberately avoided him, so Hong Anxing naturally couldn't find him. Then Hong Anxing knew that Young Master Zhang was deliberately avoiding everyone, so he didn't continue to search.

While hiding from everyone, Mr. Zhang was not idle either. While exploring whether there was any secret in the broken sword, he was teaching the madman a set of sword techniques.

Of course, the sword technique was adapted from the classics of the cultivation world, which was more powerful than any sword technique in the ancient martial arts world on earth.

It goes without saying that the madman's talent is. It took only one week to understand the sword technique. Although it is still a long way from being able to understand it, it is already amazing to touch the essence of the sword technique so quickly. It is a magic technique that has been changed from the realm of cultivation!

However, Mr. Zhang never saw through the secrets in the broken knife.

The residual knife was made of a variety of unknown materials, and it was nothing special. It was just an extremely ordinary weapon. However, Mr. Zhang always felt that this residual knife should not be that simple.

"Master, this knife doesn't have a name yet." The madman spoke on the side. He couldn't put down the knife and asked Mr. Zhang to give the knife a name, "Please give it a name."

"The art of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty-nine. All things in the world, defects are the true origin. The great way is naturally, and in fact it is also the way of defects. Since this is a broken knife, then his name is Queyue."

Young Master Zhang picked up the broken knife and waved it in his hand. He bounced his fingers on the broken knife. The broken knife buzzed and trembled, but because of the broken knife tip, the sound had many unknown changes out of thin air, which made people unable to capture.

After closing his eyes and listening to the buzzing of the knife, Mr. Zhang opened his eyes and gently uttered that sentence.

"Queyue Dao, a good name!" The madman's eyes lit up. He took the Quyue Dao from Young Master Zhang, and there was a kind of concentration in his eyes. He was very satisfied with the name Zhang Dao Master Zhang.

"Crazy man, I will help you with Queyue Knife in the future. When I have the chance, I will refine a space bag for you. Then you can carry Queyue with you anytime and anywhere." Mr. Zhang suddenly thought of something and said to the madman.

This is on earth, not in the world of cultivation, and it is not allowed to carry a weapon with you, otherwise the madman would be unable to move forward.

"Master, does the space bag you mentioned have their own space inside? It looks like there is nothing ordinary from the outside, but it actually has a different world?" The madman raised his head to look at the madman, pondered for a moment, and still couldn't help asking curiously.

Although the madman doesn't talk much, he is very eager for Mr. Zhang's mysterious methods. However, he knows that it is Mr. Zhang's biggest secret, so he has never asked. Now Mr. Zhang takes the initiative to talk about it, so he will take the opportunity to understand it.

Mr. Zhang nodded. Although the madman's understanding was one-sided, it was still correct.

"Master, do you have a space bag? You put the fallen flowers in it?" The madman asked again, with a faint sense in his eyes, and he could feel that the madman also wanted to have such a space bag.

Mr. Zhang also nodded and took the ring. To put it bluntly, it is the same thing as the space bag, but it is more advanced and the name is better.

The madman did not ask any more and continued to practice the sword technique. I believe that in a few days, he will be able to fully understand the sword technique.

At this time, Mr. Zhang's cell phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was Su Yonggan who called him. He couldn't help but shrugging. He guessed it was indeed good. The old guy Zhong Zaitian sent the person Su Yonggan.

When Zhong Zaitian said he would send someone to Jiangbei City to take over his mission and be responsible for answering some of his doubts, Mr. Zhang knew that this old man would send Su Yonggan. After all, based on various circumstances, Su Yonggan was indeed the most suitable candidate.

Now that he saw Su Yonggan calling him, Mr. Zhang didn't have to think about it, and immediately guessed it thoroughly.

After pressing the answer button and having a few simple greetings, Su Yong dared to explain his purpose, which was exactly the same as Mr. Zhang.

The two of them agreed to meet and hung up the phone quickly.

"Madman, let's go." Mr. Zhang called the madman and took the madman to the mountain where Uncle Gen, where was the place where he agreed to meet with Su Yongren.

"It's Zhang Tian, ​​come here, please come in." Seeing Mr. Zhang goodbye, Uncle Gen was obviously much more enthusiastic than the previous two meetings, not only because he had seen Mr. Zhang's skills, but out of recognition and respect for the strong.

More importantly, Uncle Gen has something to do with Young Master Zhang. After Young Master Zhang killed No. 3 that day, the old man sent a lot of people to find the body of No. 3, but he found nothing! He just brought back Xiong Baiming, who was almost dementia, and wanted to investigate what happened from Xiong Baiming.

However, Xiong Baiming has been saying some silly words until now, saying that Mr. Zhang turned into a ball of fire to burn No. 3 to ashes, and No. 3 has no bones left.

Uncle Gen and the expert team were skeptical about this. How could a person become angry? Moreover, there were only traces of violent fighting on the scene, and there were no traces of being burned by the fire?

But if it weren't for what Xiong Baiming said, where did the "corpse" of No. 3 go? This tragic guy cannot even determine whether No. 3's life or death. He cannot see anyone alive or dead, so his chrysanthemums have never been stretched.

One thing is that according to the list of the members of the Death God at hand, all the insects in the human body died inexplicably without exception.

From this we can infer that No. 3 is likely to have encountered an unexpected situation, and the others are completely unknown.

"Uncle Gen, I can assure you that No. 3 is dead." Mr. Zhang said to Uncle Gen seriously, "If you don't believe it, you can ask Mr. Zhong if what I said is trustworthy."

Uncle Gen is willing to give up and stick to Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang is the person involved. No one knows better what happened at that time than Mr. Zhang.

"Haha, Uncle Gen, I'm sorry, I've forgotten what happened at that time." Mr. Zhang laughed and just didn't tell Uncle Gen, who asked this old guy and Zhong Zaitian to join forces to design themselves? Let's let you get hurt slowly. Anyway, using Uncle Gen's methods, it's only a matter of time to find out the truth.

Uncle Gen wanted to continue asking again, but Su Yonggan came, so Uncle Gen had to retreat and specially arranged a secret room for Mr. Zhang and Su Yonggan to discuss the important matters.

As for the madman, he ordered people to treat him well.
Chapter completed!