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Chapter Fifty: The Third Floor of the Holy One School

"Squeak," Panmo was still exerting force. The blood light wrapping around the void mirror was stretched thinner and thinner, but it had reached Zhang San's limit. However, Momo's void mirror was as hard to move as Mount Tai.

"Go!" Momo also felt Zhang San's condition, and with a flick of his hand, the Void Mirror flew autonomously into Pan Mo.

"Squeak," sounded like a satisfied voice. After the Void Mirror rotated in the grinding wheel, countless light spots were analyzed.

"Ah!" Hearing Momo's scream, Void Art suddenly broke free. After being recalled, the gloss on the surface of the Void Mirror actually dimmed a bit.

"Junior brother, how are you going to accompany me!" Momo yelled angrily.

"Senior brother, you are the one who wants to try!" Zhang San couldn't help but licked his mouth, only to feel that he had received the panmo in the sea of ​​consciousness, and actually counterattacked with an extremely pure spiritual sense, nourishing Zhang San.

"Hmph, you got a bargain and behaved well. Well, I won't argue with you for now, but if there is no benefit in going to the spiritual vein area you mentioned, I will be looking for you to settle the accounts!" Momo looked at Zhang

San's face was very gloomy at first, but then he became playful again.

"Okay, I have something else to do. You need to recuperate for a few days. I'll come find you then!" After Momo finished speaking, the void mirror above his head emitted light and enveloped his whole body, then he flew directly through the void.

"My senior brother is really moody," Zhang San looked at Momo suddenly disappearing, but he didn't come back to his senses.

"But it seems that senior brother's Void Mirror spiritual veins are biased towards speed, and can actually take him through the void."

When Zhang San thought of this, his mind moved, and his spiritual sense began to crazily pour into the void talisman in the innate soul. He saw that the talisman that received Zhang San's spiritual sense became more and more solid, and the power after the counterattack also made the surrounding people

The space barrier turned into nothingness, Zhang San's body swayed, and he unexpectedly arrived at the adjacent Fatty Jin's residence.

"Sure enough, the method of the Void Art used during the Tribulation is real. Although it is not possible to dissolve the Void Art into the heaven and the earth and rely on the power of the heaven and the earth as usual at that time. But with my current method, I can also perform short-distance teleportation!

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"Brother, why are you here!" Fatty Jin noticed Zhang San's arrival at this moment, and he was envious of Zhang San's unpredictable methods.

"The distance between me and senior brother is getting farther and farther now, and I don't know if I can still keep up with him."

"Junior Brother Jin," Zhang San looked at Fatty Jin who had reached the peak of his qi training. He could feel the envious and happy look in his eyes. From the moment he met Fatty Jin, Zhang San felt that he was very close to him.

Not only his relationship, but also Zhang San’s only best friend in his previous life!

"Jinshan, are you okay?" Zhang San felt that the figure of Fatty Jin in front of him merged with the figure of his old friend from his previous life, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Here are some elixirs and magic weapons that I don't need. You have to use them well. When I am not in the sect, you have to handle some things on my behalf. Don't let me lose my face or lose it."

Your face!"

After Zhang San finished speaking, he didn't give Fatty Jin a chance to refuse, and teleported directly towards the Heritage Hall, leaving only a response in the disappeared room.

"Fat man, I'll wait for you on the third floor!"

"This is the third floor! Sure enough, it's another scene. Even the spiritual power in it is ten times thicker than that on the second floor."

After Zhang San handed over the inheritance hall on the second floor, he passed through the teleportation array and came to the third floor!

Everything you can see with the naked eye is lush and lush, with towering mountains and beautiful mountains and rivers, lakes and mountains, water and sky of the same color.

"What a place for cultivation. It is said that the third floor has several times the low-grade spiritual minerals than the second floor. Judging from the spiritual energy here, it is true!"

Just as Zhang San was looking around, an uncertain voice came.

"Senior is the overlord Zhang San, and this kid is the guide of the third-floor inheritance hall!"

Zhang San looked back and saw a somewhat restrained Foundation Establishment cultivator respectfully transmitting messages from a distance.

"Yes, the foundation building realm should have been on the third floor, but I didn't expect to arrive here after reaching the golden elixir. However, the third floor is where the foundation building and golden elixirs live." Zhang San was thoughtful and understood immediately.

The reason for this.

"Lead the way," Zhang San said without saying much, waving his hand.

Walking in this paradise-like world, Zhang San also felt relaxed and happy.

"By the way, after entering the third floor for the first time, you should also have a chance to enter the Sutra Pavilion!"

"Yes, senior.

Seeing that the man lowered his head immediately after finishing the question and answer, Zhang San also felt bored and didn't pay much attention.

"Junior brother, this is fellow Daoist Zhang San. He is indeed extremely talented and powerful!" A man who looked like a young man walked up, waved away the monk who was leading the way for Zhang San, and introduced him with a smile.

"Looks like an old monster!"

But Zhang San saw that the seemingly young man's profound eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, and he could see through the world!

"I am Qiu Dong. I have long heard from Qiu Peng and others in the clan that they have many junior brothers, but it is a pity that I have never been able to meet them for a while."

"There, there." After hearing this, Zhang San quickly felt relieved and was so polite that he didn't expect that he was from the Qiu family again.

Zhang San did not refuse Qiu Dong's kindness. With Qiu Dong guiding him in the inheritance pavilion on the third floor, Zhang San did not receive the same reprimand as he did on the second floor. Instead, he quickly exchanged the procedures and said goodbye.

After repeated invitations, Qiu Dong was respectfully led to a cave on a mountain peak as his habitat.

This cave was opened in the place where the spiritual energy of the mountain is the strongest. It is said to be a cave, but in fact, it is filled with grand plans and beautiful structures.

"Not bad, we can be considered a homeowners, and we are freed from the chaotic life." Zhang San really likes the current environment. Looking at the atmosphere with the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers all around, it is really a place for self-cultivation.

"From now on, this place will be called Shunxin Dojo!" Zhang San suddenly became very excited, commanding the Galaxy Sword to unsheath, and carved these characters on the top of the mountain!

"But something seems to be missing?" After Zhang San finished carving the words, he looked at the deserted atmosphere around him, feeling a little lonely.

"It seems that we have to wait until Junior Brother Jin and Brother Wang come up here before we can truly live in this place!"

Zhang San inquired at the Heritage Hall, but Qiu Dong agreed to send someone down to pick up Fatty Jin and others to help him take care of the mountain.

Originally, after reaching Zhang San's level of cultivation, he focused solely on cultivation, so he had much time to take care of these mundane things!

"Okay," seeing that things had been roughly arranged, Zhang San quickly turned into a stream of light and headed towards the third floor of the Sutra Collection Pavilion.

"Free things are always the most attractive to Zhang San!" At the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Zhang San took out his identity jade tag.

"Two fellow Taoists, you are polite. I am a new disciple and I have come to the inheritance pavilion to choose a technique."

"Well! Senior, please come in. You can choose any technique on the first level. You can also choose one on the second level. It takes half a day."

When the two monks saw Zhang San showing his cultivation of the golden elixir, they were confused but did not dare to ask any more questions. After verifying the jade tablet, Zhang San entered the pavilion smoothly.

Looking at the first floor, which was as wide as a football field, Zhang San suddenly felt like he didn't know where to start. Fortunately, the classification of each area had been hung up.

"I don't lack any cultivation techniques,"

"Alchemy, I don't know how to practice it, and there's no need for it."

"I don't know how to refine weapons either."

“I still can’t make talismans.”…

Time passed by second by second, maybe it was due to the mentality of desperately trying to take advantage. It was not until Zhang San's current spiritual sense made his eyes dizzy that the positive mentality stopped. Although he still did not find a satisfactory method,

But some basic little magic tricks have been selected.

For example, the mantra to purify your clothes, the mantra to purify your mouth...etc. can help you with your magic.

In fact, at this stage, he has everything Zhang San should have. The speed of the Void Talisman or the forced physical combat with the Condensed Void Seal. The spiritual attack is equipped with the Spiritual Vein Grinding and a Taoist Galaxy Sword.

Thinking of this, Zhang San couldn't help but shook his head. After looking at it for a while, he still found nothing, so he couldn't help but walk towards the second level of the Golden Core Realm.


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