If Zhu Hongyan could successfully refine this small drop of original blood, his power would definitely be greatly enhanced after he woke up. Zhan Changfeng watched him for a day and saw that he was just sleeping with no other changes, so he left a trace of his spiritual consciousness and left. By the way, he knew
After meeting his mother Zhu Hongmei, he asked her to come over occasionally to check on the situation.
Although Zhu Hongmei did not return to her ancestors and become the Illusory Sea Spring Mirage, nor did she perfect the Desolate Heaven Technique that Zhan Changfeng initially asked her to try, she later found a suitable method, followed the path of the Dharma, and gained new magical powers.
The corps was doing well.
The Yaoguang Corps is an old corps under the jurisdiction of His Highness Yaoguang. It is also a multi-dimensional corps. It recruits strong individual soldiers. It usually does more tasks of exploring secret realms, opening up wastelands and apprehending dead criminals, which is what Zhu Hongmei wants.
Being a general also likes freedom.
Zhan Changfeng walked on the Huangshui Continent, visited the arsenal of the Master Engineer, and inspected the void ship being developed by Wu Mu and other Momen disciples. Then he came to the Military Academy to check on the training progress of the disciples.
A gentleman from the Military Academy's Psychic and Spiritual Appraisal level was able to take care of both, so he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Without the distraction of his sight, Zhan Changfeng happily plunged into this vast ocean and absorbed endless knowledge.
Her speed is extremely fast, and she can finish reading a book in two or three breaths.
This terrifying speed made some Confucian monks dissatisfied. They thought that she had desecrated the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with her perfunctory attitude of swallowing everything, so they immediately came forward to express their dissatisfaction.
Zhan Changfeng took an old book and interpreted it, leaving all the Confucian monks speechless.
A Confucian monk was not convinced and went to get an ancient book with obscure content. Zhan Changfeng flipped through it and listed its essence in a clear and logical manner. The monks were finally convinced.
Zhan Changfeng heard that on the eighth floor of the Sutra Pavilion, the difficulty and rarity of the content increased gradually, so he went directly to the eighth floor.
The ancient books and jade slips in this layer involved the history and secrets of the world, as well as many ancient skills and knowledge that had been lost in the outside world, which opened her eyes.
After spending three months with such relish, she saw the sixth floor from the eighth floor, sighing that she was arrogant for wanting to read all the books in the Sutra Pavilion in half a year.
A monk saw the beautiful man among the bookshelves and hesitated. Fellow Taoist Zhan.
Zhan Changfeng closed the book in his hand and turned around to look, it was Cen Xi, long time no see.
Hahaha, I heard that an outsider came to the Sutra Pavilion who turned over books very quickly. I didn’t expect it to be you. Cen Xi didn’t go to the Ancient Heavenly Court and didn’t know about the rewards for studying on Wanjuan Island, but that didn’t stop him from being pleasantly surprised.
, we haven’t seen each other for probably hundreds of years.
You can go back to the mountains and seas a few more times when you have time, and you can also meet Jiang Jin for wine.
I know, I went back once a hundred years ago, but I heard that King Linyao was nowhere to be found.
Zhan Changfeng chuckled and nodded at the tables and chairs by the aisle. Come, sit down here and chat.