After hearing the words of the good man from Shangshui, Zhang Feng also became serious.

"No," Zhang Feng replied, "this Purple Spirit Master only said that the matter is of great importance and that I need to discuss it with you, Master first."

The good man in Shangshui nodded: "It is indeed of great importance."

"We have to start from the beginning. The Purple Spirit Sect was considered a first-class sect a hundred years ago, especially when the master of the Purple Spirit Master was still alive, he was even as famous as my Five Peaks."

Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard this: "So strong?"

He had previously thought that the Purple Spirit Sect was nothing more than that. After all, even the sect leader had become his slave, so how could the entire sect be any better?

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be quite glorious a thousand years ago.

The good man in Shangshui laughed and said: "Don't underestimate other sects. The world is vast and vast, and the years are endless. How can it be possible that only my three sects and five peaks stand out?"

"Many sects in Lizhou were once brilliant. But most of them were just because of someone or a certain chance. As the years went by, they fell into the second-rate sects again."

"Only my three sects and five peaks are prosperous and firmly at the top of the world of cultivation."

"The difference between a true first-rate sect and a second-rate sect is often not in strength, but in heritage. Sometimes a glorious and prosperous sect will appear among those second-rate sects, but a hundred years later, the three sects and five peaks will still be the three sects and five peaks.

That glorious and prosperous sect is still a second-rate sect."

When Zhang Feng heard this, he thought it made sense.

At the same time, Zhang Feng also vaguely understood why his master was so stubborn...

Indeed, for the Shengshui Holy Peak, it is not important to show off one's prestige for a while, what is important is the sect's inheritance.

But, Master, this is not the reason for your stubbornness!

Zhang Feng suddenly said: "Master, let me put it this way, the Purple Spirit Sect was brilliant for a while..."

"Well, it's because of Master Zi Ling." The good man in Shangshui laughed and said, "That person can be said to be extremely talented. You also know that there are no masters in raising babies in Lizhou."

"The reason is too complicated. Even if I know it, I can't tell you."

"But in the final analysis, the world in Lizhou does not have the infant energy that monks need to conceive a baby."

"And that man was so smart that he caught a seriously injured beast from nowhere. That beast was a famous ancient beast called the Ancient Thunder Bird."

Zhang Feng's pupils shrank.

Ancient Thunderbird?

Zhang Feng has been in seclusion for three years. Sometimes he would read some sect classics when he was bored.

The above-mentioned Water Sacred Peak naturally preserves some scrolls about ancient information.

And among them there are 800,000 Ferocious Beast Quartet Scrolls.

These 800,000 square volumes of ferocious beasts are the ranking of all the ferocious beasts with good combat power that humans have seen in the world.

As long as it can be recorded on it, even the weakest can fight to form a pill.

And the ten strongest ones are even recorded as being able to fight immortals.

Zhang Feng couldn't imagine how powerful the ferocious beasts that could fight immortals were, but the ancient thunder sparrow ranked 38,244 among them, and could fight masters of transformation into gods when it matured!

Become a god!

Nowadays, Lizhou doesn’t even have a Liying, let alone the realm of Nascent Soul between the two.

So when Zhang Feng heard that the master of the Purple Spirit Master had raised an ancient Thunder Bird, he was shocked!

So fierce?

But with the ancient Thunder Bird in hand, why is the Purple Spirit Sect still declining? It can clearly dominate Lizhou!

The good man in Shangshui saw the doubts in Zhang Feng's heart, and laughed and said: "It is true that this ancient thunder bird can fight and transform into a god when it reaches adulthood, but its growth period and the resources of heaven and earth it requires are also particularly amazing."

"Back then, the Purple Spirit Master relied on the power of thunder and lightning in the body of this fierce beast to transform it into a kind of pseudo-infant energy. It took half a step to establish an infant."

"This can be regarded as a person who has good talent and luck. Without talent, he would never have found such a method. And it happens to be because he has practiced extremely rare thunder-attribute skills. When combined, he created a half-step standing baby.

Cultivation."

Zhang Feng took a long breath.

Indeed, there is no infant energy in Lizhou, and there are no masters in establishing infants.

As the top masters of Lizhou, Shangshui Shanren and others only stopped at half-step to establish a baby. This is still a matter of chance, just like the Five-Colored Lotus Peak, relying on the blessings left by Master Zugong and the Five-Colored Immortal to enable successive sect masters to step forward.

Take half a step to stand up.

It would be fatal if other sects could casually produce a half-step Li Ying.

The good man in Shangshui continued: "Back then, that man spent countless resources from heaven and earth, and almost all his efforts, to raise that ancient thunder bird, refine enough infant energy, and achieve half-step to establish an infant."

"It's just a pity that that person fell into the hands of a powerful sea tribe in Nanli Sea less than two years after he was half-stepped into becoming an infant."

Zhang Feng was stunned: "It's just gone?"

The plot turns a little too quickly.

The character is so similar to the protagonist of the novel. He already has the golden finger and counterattack, but he is just waiting to be slapped in the face and pretend to be famous all over the world, and then die after a disagreement?

Zhang Feng was still waiting to hear what kind of storm this person would cause, but it ended like this?

"Well, it's just gone." The good man in Shangshui also sighed with some sympathy, "Since then, the Purple Spirit Sect has been in a state of decline..."

Speaking of this, the good man in Shangshui suddenly started to hold back his laughter.

Zhang Feng had a look of contempt on his face: "Master, this is a tragedy for us, and you can still laugh. It is in vain that you teach us that the best is as good as water..."

"I really can't hold it in anymore, hahahahaha," the good man in Shangshui laughed and said, "The reason why I couldn't recover is because from that day on, that bird started to use the Purple Spirit Sect as a canteen!"

Zhang Feng: "..."

"Hahahahahaha."

Zhang Feng couldn't hold it in any longer.

Originally, Zhang Feng thought that bird was a bit miserable. The majestic ancient thundering sparrow had turned into a cultivation resource for others.

The result was unexpected.

You treat others as a resource, and they also treat you as a canteen!

You will be in the first year of junior high school and I will be in the fifteenth year of junior high school. Let no one talk about the other, okay?

A noble sect was actually eaten by a bird and fell into decline... No wonder the Purple Spirit Master is frowning every day. Whoever raises such an ancestor would be worried.

After all, as we all know, the ancient Thunderbird took a long time to grow, and the amount of natural materials and treasures it needed was exaggerated. As a cub at the level of a god, it is reasonable for it to be able to eat so much, right?

And the bird's mind is also very upright - didn't you catch me? Okay, now I listen to you, I won't run away, I will stay here, what can you say?

"Master," Zhang Feng laughed for a long time and took a breath, "then the descendants of Purple Spirit Master, didn't you use that bird as a training resource?"

"They do think so." The good man in Shangshui said with a smile, "But the problem is that although the growth period of the thunderbird in ancient times was long, it only lasted three hundred years. Now that bird has been eating and drinking for thousands of years, if that person lives

Until now, maybe it can still be suppressed. But once that person dies, the generation of the Purple Spirit Master will be left behind, and it will be completely unable to suppress it!"

"I'm afraid this bird has already entered its mature stage. As a master of spiritual transformation, who dares to use it as a training resource? Are these elixir-forming golden elixirs like those of Purple Spirit Master looking for death?"

"Just now, Master Zi Ling held my master's thigh and said with tears and snot from his nose, now that bird is domineering in the sect all day long, and their entire sect has been tortured so much, yet he still dares to get angry.

I dare not say it, but every day I sell my property to exchange for all kinds of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and elixirs, all of which are eaten by that bird. That bird completely regards their Purple Spirit Sect as its own cultivation resources."

"Even so, the bird would lose his temper from time to time and punish them."

The good man in Shangshui looked sympathetic: "Those who heard it were sad, and those who saw it shed tears. It's so tragic."

Zhang Feng also held back his laughter and showed a look of sympathy.

It’s not that I’m Zhang Feng and have a low smile.

That picture is really magical.

Now that I think about it, it's no wonder that Purple Spirit Master pursued him so hard for a pill that he even followed him back.

It’s not easy for people either!

This is the Purple Cloud Pill that I secretly saved from the bird's beak. I worked hard to refine it and hide it, but in the end I was deceived by myself...

If it were Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng would have to chase him to the end of the world.

Even Zhang Feng could imagine the furious roar in the heart of the Purple Spirit Master - I can't beat a bird, but I can't beat you, a qi-training monk?

At this moment, Zhang Feng no longer hated Master Zi Ling.
Chapter completed!