During the leap, Zhang San's blood energy was running, and his fingers were like steel. After falling, he moved seven inches towards the giant python like lightning. He immediately fell into it. He only heard the big snake let out a "hiss" and then stopped.
Struggling, the soul returns to hell.
"Who?" When the young man heard the voice, he turned around and called. He was about fifteen years old, with excellent physical abilities, clear eyes, and a round face that made people look instantly attracted to him.
Zhang San disgustedly took out his finger and wiped it on the giant python. Hearing the young man's words, he couldn't help but echo, "Lei Feng!" After saying that, he turned around to leave.
The young man followed the sound, and when he saw the giant python on the ground, he roughly guessed it. He cupped his hands into his fists and said, "Momo, thank you, Brother Lei, for saving my life."
Zhang San couldn't help but pause, turned around and said depressedly: "Ahem! No need, Lei Feng is just my code name, you can just call me Brother Zhang."
The young man nodded and expressed his understanding. "Brother Zhang, are you going to Xiuzhenfang City? If possible, can I go with you? I'm really depressed on the road."
"You also know Xiuzhenfang City!" Zhang San was a little surprised. After all, the person in front of him had no spiritual energy fluctuations at all and only had an innate realm, otherwise Zhang San would not have taken action.
The young man was also stunned, and then smiled and said: "It seems that Brother Zhang doesn't know that Fang City is just a gathering place for monks in the Qi training realm. It is difficult for seniors in the Foundation building realm to see it. Naturally, some mortals have to take care of it.
Sorry, I have been to Nafang City several times. If Brother Zhang needs anything, just ask me."
"That's good." Zhang San touched his chin and agreed.
At the top of the mountain, countless fogs surrounded the surroundings. Ordinary people might not be able to see through even a meter away. Zhang San's eyes flashed with spiritual power, and he saw a thick mass of spiritual power in the fog, as if it was controlled, surrounding it in a thread shape.
, densely packed, seemingly chaotic, but it also gave rise to a sense of crisis, and Zhang San couldn't help but stop.
Momo had no reaction and continued to walk forward: "Brother Zhang, please come with me! This is the formation outside Fangshi. I have been here many times and am familiar with it. Brother Zhang doesn't have anything to worry about."
Seeing that Momo was sure, Zhang San also followed.
"Generally, Taoist friends who come here for the first time have to use their weak spiritual power to attack the magic circle. Someone will naturally come to guide them, or the visitor is very powerful and can see through the magic circle on their own." Momo seemed to see Zhang San's confused explanation.
arrive.
"Okay, Brother Zhang, the Shengyi Sect you want to go to should go straight down this road and you will see it." Momo cupped her hands and said, "We are destined to meet you!"
"Okay! Thank you very much, Momo." Zhang San replied: "Slow down!"
Looking at Momo's retreating figure, Zhang San nodded. It seems that the Momo he got to know this time is not as simple as it seems on the surface. However, everyone has their own secrets, and Zhang San is not good either.
Ask around, it's better for him to be cautious when he first enters the world of cultivation.
Following the direction Momo pointed, Zhang San walked all the way, surrounded by hawkers and conversations. Zhang San felt that it was no different from the secular vegetable market, except that most of the things here were not placed in the secular market.
They are all rare and priceless treasures. Zhang San stopped and walked along the way, which can be regarded as broadening his horizons a lot.
"Is it here?" Zhang San was a little unsure. After arriving at the destination, Zhang San seemed a little hesitant.
I saw a child lying on a table. I couldn't see clearly, but a pool of sparkling liquid on the table showed what his owner was doing. If it weren't for the fact that there was a flag next to the table, with dragons and phoenixes writing on it.
, "Shengyi Sect Admissions Office", Zhang San thought it was the kindergarten registration office.
"Little brother, little brother...," Zhang San called softly.
"Huh?" Hearing someone making a noise, the boy raised his head. He looked about ten years old, and his immature face looked tiger-like, but he seemed to have not recovered from his dream. After taking a look at Zhang San, the boy
, he agreed and fell asleep again.
Zhang San couldn't help being speechless. Seeing the vague aura on the little boy's body, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. "You are already in the Qi training realm, why do you still need to sleep? Alas, it is better to be a disciple of the sect. You are so carefree and so young.
Just stepped into the gate of cultivation."
This time Zhang San raised his voice a little louder and said, "Little brother."
"Who is your little brother?" The kid raised his head in annoyance and glanced over it. Zhang San actually felt like he was being seen through, "Well, you are a kid with a first-level qi training, but you also call me little brother.
"
Hearing the Taoist boy's somewhat sarcastic voice, Zhang San couldn't help but blush, but he returned to normal in the blink of an eye. After all, Zhang San also knew the feeling of being interrupted from rest.
"Little Immortal, I'm here to sign up for the sect." Zhang San returned without being humble or arrogant. Zhang San actually came back to his senses now and remembered that the jade slip left by Qiu E said that cultivators generally address each other.
Friends, people with high cultivation are called seniors, but looking at the age of the boy, Zhang San is really a little unable to open his mouth.
"Do you think you can enter the sect just because you're an individual?" The boy said in a nonchalant manner. "For the sake of calling me a little fairy, bumpkin, let me remind you, you'd better go home and farm. Sign up.
You have to take part in an experiment later. With your level, even if you want to commit suicide, don’t take up our recruitment quota."
"There is actually a test, the master didn't tell me!" Zhang San thought in his heart, "It seems that this is a test for me by the master."
"Then, may I ask, does your sect have any rules that do not allow monks at the first level of Qi training to sign up?" Zhang San asked.
"That's not true." The kid seemed a little angry that he didn't accept his "kindness", "However, as the recruitment supervisor, I want to test whether you are qualified, but I advise you not to humiliate yourself.
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"Please take action." Zhang San was despised by the opponent several times and became angry. After speaking, the evil spirit gathered from killing thousands of people rushed towards the Taoist boy. Since the opponent could see through his cultivation at a glance,
Because, it must be above his own level, Zhang San planned to confuse his mind first and look for an opportunity to attack.
But the truth is always cruel. The boy actually had an evil spirit that blocked Zhang San's evil spirit. Judging from the amount, it was much more than Zhang San's.
"It seems that you also have some skills." The boy was a little surprised. For the first time, Zhang San looked at it seriously. After all, it took many people to kill to cultivate the evil spirit. He knew it himself. Even if such a person is at the first level of Qi training,
It cannot be underestimated either.
The Taoist boy's spiritual energy began to move. As he stared with his eyes, Zhang San's spiritual power was suppressed by about three levels. The high-level coercion made Zhang San's body retreat step by step.
But the retreat of the body caused Zhang San's spiritual sense to burst out. As the spiritual powers of the two people in the outside world competed and blended with each other, Zhang San's human-shaped spiritual sense in the sea of consciousness flashed a white light on his head, like a "sword light"
The gas instantly appeared on the Taoist boy's forehead under Zhang San's eyes, and rushed in like water.
The Taoist boy was full of spiritual energy, and he was about to perform magic spells after making the hand seals. Unexpectedly, a white light flashed in Zhang San's eyes, and a crisis suddenly came from his forehead, and then his thoughts began to become confused.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Taoist boy fell on his back. If there hadn't been a chair behind him, he would have lied directly on the ground.
"I failed this time," Tao Tong felt bitter in his heart. To attack with such a thought, the opponent must be at least the eighth level of Qi training. But facing himself, who is at the fifth level of Qi training, he pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger. It was really shameless, Tao Tong felt in his heart.
He said depressedly.
"Although his skills are not as good as others, he is obviously rich, but he still pretends to be a peasant." Thinking of what he just said to Zhang San, the Taoist couldn't help but blush, his heart felt like a knife, and he hated Zhang San even more.