"Thank you Taoist friend for reminding me. This way I feel confident." Although Zhang San was very grateful to Fatty Jin in his heart, he didn't show any emotion on his face and returned with a smile.
As expected, Fatty Jin was a sensible person. He was not annoyed after hearing Zhang San's words, but turned around and left.
Zhang San gave it away and still walked alone, listening quietly to the side while adjusting his breath to reach the state after the breakthrough.
Just when everything was going on in full swing, the sky suddenly turned gloomy. "Is it going to rain?" someone reacted and asked.
Zhang San and others looked up, only to see a large ship on the horizon, heading in this direction. At a glance, the dragon-shaped hull covered the sky and the sun, and everything it passed was covered by it, oppressing the heaven and earth.
The momentum is extremely terrifying!
"Flying dragon boat!" Someone around exclaimed, but the voice was as small as a mosquito, but it was shaken mentally. Zhang San was pretty good. After all, he had seen airplanes, aircraft carriers and the like in his previous life, but those mortals were scared to the point of falling down.
On the ground, they shouted: "A miracle!"
"Humph! You are lucky. If our sect's trial direction hadn't happened to pass by here, you would have paid your respects there." As the Taoist boy spoke, he looked at Zhang San with contempt. Although his words offended people,
, but no one dared to refute.
Zhang San ignored it even more, but after the dullness in his mind, he also became excited. With his hands clasped tightly, his eyes emitted an inexplicable light, and he said in a deep voice: "This is the world of cultivation!"
The flying boat was flying closer and closer, and the speed could not be seen clearly, but in the blink of an eye it was almost to Fangshi, but it was still moving forward quickly, high above the ground, with no intention of stopping, but Taoist Qiu made seals with both hands, and headed in the direction of the flying dragon boat
A jade slip was printed.
"Chi!" When the jade slip shot into the boat, a red light rushed out from the flying boat, bringing a long rainbow down and falling down. It was as fast as lightning. Before it got close, a sharp sword energy shot down, and the red light shot down.
The light retracted, and a three-foot-long giant sword was revealed in front of Zhang San and others.
"This is...," although everyone was wondering, no one dared to speak.
"Thank you, Uncle Master," Taoist Qiu suddenly bowed respectfully towards the giant sword.
"Qing!" The sword was slightly jingling, and it moved the ears crisply, as if responding or urging.
"Follow me!" Taoist Qiu stood up and took the lead in jumping onto the giant sword..."
Cultivators do not remember years. From this sentence, we can see that for cultivators, a few days can be ignored. When Zhang San got off the flying dragon boat again, a week had passed.
"This life of imprisonment is finally over," someone around Zhang San felt.
When Zhang San heard this, he felt the same way. At first, he thought he could take in the dragon boat and experience the different scenery. However, after boarding the boat, he was assigned to a room until he arrived at the destination.
Only then were they informed to disembark.
"If you don't have strength, you don't have human rights!" Zhang San said. "Especially in this naked world of cultivation."
"Fellow Daoist Zhang indeed has extraordinary qualifications. In just a few days, he has broken through to the fifth level of Qi training, but I hope you will take more care of yourself!" Fatty Jin came over and said coldly, with a forced smile on his face.
Looking at the sad look hidden on the fat face, Zhang San also understood, "How dare you be praised like this by Brother Jin? I'm just accumulating a lot of money. Please take good care of yourself. I'll see you in our sect in the future!"
"
"Okay, I'll accept your good advice." Fatty Jin turned and left.
Zhang San also began to look at it at this time. The place where he and others were standing was a white platform with signs of artificial development. The size was as long and wide as a football field in later generations. Zhang San looked around and saw that there were trees standing all around the platform.
, as far as the eye can see, there are flocks of birds flying into the sky from time to time.
Around Zhang San, there were hundreds of casual cultivators standing scattered around. In front of him, there were several rows of disciples in white, all of them Qi training disciples from the tenth level and above of Shengyi Sect, numbering around fifty.
Around 30 years old, most of them are around thirty.
"After all, he is a disciple of the sect. In terms of quality, he can match the other two," Zhang San himself thought with some contempt, feeling strange in his heart.
"Everyone, I believe that you have memorized everything on the jade slip of spiritual grass that was distributed to you. What you are going to pick this time is mainly the three main herbs for making the Foundation Establishment Pill, Ice Grass, Fierce Sparks and Purple Cloud Root.
"But Taoist Qiu stood at a higher place and shouted.
"All disciples, as long as you collect twenty roots as a group, you can exchange for a foundation-building pill. And fellow cultivators, as long as you collect more than twenty roots and are among the top ten in number, you can join me.
Under the sect, I will be rewarded with a Foundation Building Pill."
"Same people, different treatment," Zhang San couldn't help curling his lips after hearing this, but he was also a little worried in his heart, "I don't want to have a limit on the number of people, it's still a competition of one out of ten!"
After Qiu Taoist finished speaking, he took out a command flag and lowered it towards the place where he was standing. After the command flag fell to the ground, it melted directly into it as if it had fallen into water.
The ground began to shake slightly. Zhang San and others also used this as a line to retreat to both sides. Suddenly, a half-meter-long gap seemed to be forcefully opened in the middle of the platform, and a white light shot out intensely.
"The Xiaoyuan Realm has been opened. When all the Qi Practitioners enter, the white light will naturally greet you and others in half a month!" The voice came slowly and seemed to have speed, making those who heard it feel shocked, but it was the golden elixir of the Holy Sect.
The old man spoke.
"Yes!" Zhang San and others responded involuntarily. They couldn't help but be horrified and could only follow the crowd towards the white light.
The white light in the crack was not dazzling, but when Zhang San got closer, he felt that his body was rolled up by some strange force. He could not see anything in the middle, and then disappeared!
When Zhang San felt down to earth again, he had already arrived in a jungle. Looking up, he could only see the leaves covering the trees. Even the light was only sparsely sprinkled in grains. He didn't know how long it had been growing, and there was even more tinge in the air.
There is an ancient atmosphere, as if you have arrived in a wilderness.
After Zhang San's spiritual sense swept around, the spiritual power was released, and the evil energy began to press and surround him. He was so frightened that the surroundings suddenly jumped like chickens and dogs, and various animals rushed to escape first. Zhang San laughed, and some of the depression in his heart disappeared without a trace.
The figure disappeared after rising up.
There are always some unknown things encountered in the jungle, sometimes they are animals, sometimes they are people, but Zhang San can always check it out first with his spiritual sense in the foundation building period. Just like last time, Zhang San saw something.
A rabbit-like animal opened its mouth and swallowed alive a beast several times its size, looking extremely cruel.
In the past five days, he also picked eight elixirs, but the biggest gain was that he had seen no less than ten fights. All kinds of conspiracies and conspiracies made him feel the same, and his heart was chilling, but Zhang San every time
Just observe silently and learn from the experience, then retreat away.
"There is movement again!" Zhang San, who was meditating on the tree, suddenly opened his eyes. His body rose up like an ape, rising and falling silently, like a ghost. The maximum viewing range of the thoughts of the twelfth level of Qi training was five meters, and Zhang San
Standing on a branch nine meters away, a strange look appeared on his face.
"On the ground in the distance are the remains of two monks and more than ten beasts. The scene is well arranged. When people see it, their first reaction is that they died in a fight. The most important thing is that they were left alone between the two
The storage bag on the monk's waist was emitting a faint light. Zhang San, who had some experience, knew that it was because the owner of the bag had died and no longer had his thoughts to suppress it, so the treasures in the storage bag were revealed on their own.