Zhang Xiaozu had a brief chat with Ye Mingyue and learned that Su Jin had started teaching and was in very good condition. He relaxed a little from his worries and decided to visit Su Jin early tomorrow morning.
Farewell to Ye Mingyue, Zhang Xiaozu returned to the training room carrying the food box.
Yu Chengyang looked at Zhang Xiaopou who came in, frowned slightly, and had a solemn look on his face.
If you look carefully, you will find that his eyes are not focused on Zhang Xiaozu, but on the empty space to the left of Zhang Xiaozu.
Zhang Xiaozu took a few steps forward, placed the food box on the round table, then turned around and bowed his hands to where Yu Chengyang's eyes were staring, and said apologetically: "Junior has been immersed in cultivation these past few days and can't extricate himself, so much so that he forgot
Time, begging for senior Haihan."
As his words fell, a gray figure appeared out of thin air in front of him. It was the old man in gray robe who was going to exchange Wutong Tears with Zhang Xiaopou that day.
Zhang Xiaozu and the old man in gray robe secretly agreed to trade in six days, but today is already the seventh day, which is more than one day.
"It's okay." The old man in gray robe responded, raised his right hand towards Xiaopeng Zhang, threw two things, but looked at Yu Chengyang, and said: "Junior, that's right. I used this magic array you set up for a day and a night.
It took me a while to realize that it smells like the Lingzhou Taoist Sect’s mountain-protecting formation.”
"Senior, that's a ridiculous compliment." Yu Chengyang's lips and teeth went dry for a moment, his face turned pale, and there was even a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He was extremely surprised and doubtful about the identity of the old man in gray robe.
As soon as the old man in gray robe entered the door, he was startled. He didn't understand how the old man in gray robe got through his formation and came to them silently.
When he heard the words of the old man in gray robe, he realized that the old man in gray robe had seen through the formation and walked in swaggeringly.
The shock in Yu Chengyang's heart was indescribable, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of helpless frustration.
He has always been proud of his accomplishments in formations, and the phantom formation in the Guowei Mansion is one of the formations he is most proficient in.
This formation is called Douting Magical Formation, which he came up with through his own study and study. When the formation was first formed, it even attracted thunder from the sky.
Therefore, he was quite confident in this formation and felt that even if the saint broke in, he would be able to trap him.
But now someone actually saw through it in a day and a night, and he was still standing outside the formation. He didn't have to physically enter the formation and feel the operation of the formation, and he could easily see through it. This made Yu Chengyang a little bit unacceptable.
"I'm sorry for my ignorance, I don't know who my senior is?" Yu Chengyang asked respectfully.
He breathed a sigh of relief after being hit, and felt that it was not that his Douting Magic Circle was too weak, but that the old man in gray robe was too strong, so he urgently wanted to know who this person was.
"Grey-robed guest." The gray-robed old man replied with three words, then looked at Zhang Xiaozu and asked: "Are you sure? If you are sure, just give Wutong Tears to me."
The two things he threw to Zhang Xiaozu were Buddha flowers and bodhi leaves. His confidence in his own strength made him completely unafraid that Zhang Xiaozu would not acknowledge the treasure after he got it.
"This... junior is short-sighted, so I have to ask my uncle to take a look at it. Senior, please wait a moment." Zhang Xiaozhu said with an embarrassed look, and quickly brought the Buddha flowers and Bodhi leaves to Yu Chengyang, asking him to identify the authenticity.
Zhang Xiaozu felt that these two treasures were real because holding them in his hands gave him an extremely extraordinary feeling.
Especially the Buddha flower fruit, when you hold it in your hand, you feel that your whole body and mind are instantly empty, as if all your sorrows and worries have disappeared, and all your doubts and incomprehensions have become clear.
Yu Chengyang took the Buddha flower fruit and Bodhi leaf in his hand and examined them for a while, then nodded to Zhang Xiaozu.
Zhang Xiaozu immediately drew a drop of sycamore tear from the mustard seeds and flicked it to the old man in gray robe.
The old man in gray robe stretched out his hand and sent Wutong Tears into the void space. He said to Zhang Xiaopou: "The Shen family is facing a certain death that you cannot avoid. If you can survive this disaster, come to Lingzhou Ten Thousand Demons Cave to find you."
Old man."
"..." Zhang Xiaozhu was surprised when he heard this. He was about to ask something, but
The figure of the old man in gray robe disappeared out of thin air.
"The gray-robed man, Ten Thousand Demons Cave, turned out to be...him!" Yu Chengyang stared at the place where the gray-robed old man disappeared, with an expression of incredible shock on his face.
"Uncle, who is this senior?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked curiously when he saw that Yu Chengyang seemed to know the identity of the gray-robed guest.
Yu Chengyang handed the Buddha flowers, fruits and bodhi leaves back to Zhang Xiaozhu, with a look of fascination in his eyes, and said: "According to legend, more than six hundred years ago, an evil genius appeared in the world, and he landed on the other side at the age of fifteen.
Entering the holy realm at the end of the year..."
"..." Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes widened in shock, feeling that Yu Chengyang seemed to be telling a story.
"No one knows what sect he studied under, or even his last name. They only know that he likes to wear gray robes despite his young age, so people call him Gray Robe Guest.
This person was very arrogant. After entering the holy realm, he challenged the strong men in the holy realm everywhere and threatened to spank the butts of all the saints in Jiuzhou.
The saints of Jiuzhou were furious when they heard this, and they all took action to teach him a lesson, but in the end, none of the saints who took action could be his opponent. If they failed to teach him a lesson, they were kicked in the butt and their face was disgraced.
But in the end, he paid the price for his arrogance. He was trapped by the saints of the Lingzhou Taoist Sect with a formation and permanently sealed in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
Some people also say that he was ambushed and sealed by dozens of saints.
Others say that he is the son of all demons, and after his identity was exposed, he fled back to the cave of all demons.
It is unknown whether the rumors are true or false.
But the seal of Ten Thousand Demons Cave is still there, I wonder how he came out?"
Yu Chengyang's eyes were full of yearning, as if he wished he could fly to that distant era and catch a glimpse of the gray-robed guest.
The frustration in his heart has disappeared, and he feels that it is normal for the formation to be seen through by the gray robe man, and he even feels complacent.
I feel that it took the gray robe guest a day and a night to see through his Dou Tian Magic Formation, and comparing his Dou Tian Magic Formation with the Dao Fa Sect's Mountain Protecting Formation is the greatest recognition of his Dou Tian Magic Formation.
"Uncle, he said that the Shen family is the fate of my death. I cannot avoid it or hide from it." Zhang Xiaozhu said with an ugly expression.
Yu Chengyang was silent after hearing this, twirling his beard solemnly and lost in thought.
He pondered for a long time, then suddenly sighed, shook his head and said to himself: "None of the current disciples of Sanqing Temple are promising, and they will definitely not be able to practice the "Ancient God Refining Technique", hey——"
He sighed and looked at Zhang Xiaozu and asked: "Boy, do you have any suitable candidates to recommend? We can't let Sanqing Guan interrupt the inheritance."
"..." Zhang Xiaozu stared at Yu Chengyang with a black line on his forehead. He thought Yu Chengyang was trying to think of a way to solve the disaster for him. Who would have thought that this old guy had already started to consider changing his successor.
"Haha, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously." Yu Chengyang suddenly grinned and stroked his beard, "You only listened to the first half of the sentence and didn't listen to what he said afterward? He said: 'If you can survive this disaster,
Come to Lingzhou Ten Thousand Demons Cave to find me.', isn't it just to tell you that even though it is a disaster of death, there is still a glimmer of hope for life?"
When Zhang Xiaozhu heard this, a beam of light suddenly shone into his dark and anxious eyes, making his uneasy heart drop.
But the word "death disaster" still lingered in his mind, making him feel very uncomfortable.
Yu Chengyang said: "I am too ignorant to know your fate. Otherwise, I can still make predictions for you.
In my opinion, although you are in trouble, with the help of noble people, you will eventually be able to turn the danger into safety.
You don’t need to be too anxious. To put it bluntly, when you decided to confront the Shen family head-on, you were already dealt with, right?"
"Yes." Zhang Xiaozu nodded and responded.
"The Shen family is stronger than you. It's not an exaggeration to call it a disaster, right?"
"yes."
"Since death is your own choice, why should you be anxious and afraid?"
"Thank you, Master, for your enlightenment. I understand." Zhang Xiaozhu suddenly felt enlightened.
Yu Chengyang shook his head and smiled: "You actually understand what I said, but you were just frightened by the word 'death calamity' for a moment, so...do you really have no suitable candidate to recommend?"
"Uncle, the food is already cold. Eating it is not good for your stomach." Zhang Xiaozu picked up the food box on the table and put in the mustard seeds.
"..."
That night, there was a dark wind in the room, which was caused by Zhang Xiaozu's practice of ghost cultivation.
After finishing his exercises and waking up in the morning, Zhang Xiaozu felt that his practice was going relatively smoothly. He had mastered the first level in one night, which was faster than practicing the "Ancient God Refining Technique".
This unknown ghost cultivation technique is obviously good. After only practicing the first level, his ghost power intensity increased.
He tried to re-bless his jade pendant with the Meditation Talisman, and found that the blessing power of the soul was obviously improved than before.
However, it did not attract thunder, and it obviously needs to be improved.
Yu Chengyang took Zhang Xiaopou's jade pendant and felt it. His eyes widened suddenly, and he was stunned by the power of soul nourishment on the jade pendant.
Because the jade pendant he wore was given to him by Taoist Tianwu. At that time, Zhang Xiaozu was only at the third level of heaven cultivation, so the jade pendant that was blessed was only a jade pendant with three levels of efficacy, while the jade pendant that Zhang Xiaozu is wearing now is a jade pendant with nine levels of efficacy.
Yu Chengyang felt that the triple effect was already extremely unbelievable. Only now did he realize how ignorant he was and how he truly understood why Zhang Xiaopou had attracted thunder from the sky.
"Give me blessings again!" Yu Chengyang threw his jade pendant to Zhang Xiaozu and urged him impatiently.
Zhang Xiaozu took Yu Chengyang's jade pendant and felt the power of the triple blessing on it. He couldn't help but laugh. He handed the jade pendant back to Yu Chengyang and said, "Uncle, this jade pendant is of poor quality and cannot withstand the powerful power of blessing. You
Is it good-"
"Can you try this?" Yu Chengyang interrupted Zhang Xiaopou and took off a pendant from his neck. It turned out to be red and heart-shaped.
"Uncle, this pendant tells a story at first sight." Zhang Xiaozu teased with a smile.
"Hey, we are destined to be together!" Yu Chengyang showed a look of reminiscence on his face and sighed sadly.
"Fuck!" Zhang Xiaozu suddenly screamed and jumped up from his stool.
"What's your ghost name? You scared me out of all my brewing emotions." Yu Chengyang glared and said dissatisfied.
"Uncle, can the head of Sanqing Temple...can he marry a wife?!" Zhang Xiaozu asked with a bitter face.
Yu Chengyang's words "we are destined but not destined" suddenly reminded him of this very serious issue.