Zhang Han was lying in bed with his legs crossed, not a trace of sleep. He thought in his heart, "Taiji Xuanqing road has been practiced to the fourth floor, and soul devouring fan has been practiced. Should I leave here?"
To leave is not to betray Qingyun gate, but to go down the mountain to find Tianshu.
After traveling through several worlds, Zhang Han likes to pull tiger skin as a flag. He has the name of Qingyun sect disciple. It will be much more convenient to walk in this world.
Of course, if there are enough interests, betrayal is only a matter of minutes.
"It''s OK to say that the Tianshu of wanbat ancient cave and Western Everglades is a big deal. But how can we get the Tianshu of Qingyun gate, Tianyin temple and ghost King sect?"
The magic moon cave on the back mountain is a forbidden area. When he first came to the mountain, Zhang Han secretly investigated the back mountain on the grounds that he was unfamiliar with the terrain. Unexpectedly, the disciples guarding the back mountain rushed back without taking a few steps around the Yuqing hall.
Since then, Zhang Han has lost his mind of searching on the surface and wondered whether he should show his hands in the seven pulse meeting martial arts. Maybe if Taoism attaches importance to it, he will have the opportunity to enter the magic moon cave.
Thinking of this, a faint light flashed in Zhang Han''s eyes, and he secretly made up his mind to be a genius in the seven veins two and a half years later. At that time, if daoxuan still doesn''t pay attention to himself, he will find another way.
In any case, five volumes of heavenly books should be collected!
Since then, Zhang Han stayed on Tongtian peak with patience and practiced step by step.
In this way, the cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism is very powerful. In the fifth year, both of the two skills have reached the eighth level of Yuqing, and all the spiritual attributes have exceeded 6000, officially entering the ranks of Captain level.
Although it is only the eighth floor of Yuqing, Zhang Han has a strong foundation and the real yuan in his body is very thick, which is more than a hundred times higher than that of his senior brothers of the same level. Even without the means of death, no one is his opponent below Shangqing.
Two years ago, when Zhang Han reached the fifth level, Chang Jian, who investigated his lessons, lost in his hands. Since then, he has ignored Zhang Han and allowed him to practice by himself.
On this day, when Zhang Han was meditating by the stream on the hillside, Li Qing''s imperial sword flew over and was quite frightened, "younger martial brother Zhang, it''s not good!"
People are still unknown. The voice has come.
After living with Li Qing for five years, Zhang Han occasionally gave him some advice while practicing. After all, I have traveled several planes, and my vision is definitely not comparable to Li Qing.
Unexpectedly, although this guy is introverted, he has good talent. He has reached the fourth level in five years and can fly with his sword.
Although he was flying awkwardly, he looked like he might fall down at any time. He was frightened and secretly squeezed a sweat for him. But no matter how you say it, you can call yourself poor!
"What''s the matter?"
When Li Qing landed safely, Zhang Han asked.
"Elder martial brother Zhang, several elder martial brothers complain that you have occupied a place in the seven pulse martial arts. Now they are discussing with elder martial brother Chang. Please follow me."
Li Qing stepped forward, took Zhang Han''s arm and ran up the mountain.
Zhang Han sneered and shook off Li Qing''s hand. "The little demon in the temple has a strong wind, the water is shallow, and there are many bastards! They are also registered disciples. Even if they fight again, they can''t become indoor disciples. Why do you care about them?"
The seven veins meet martial arts every 60 years. Except for Dazhu peak, which has few disciples, the number of other peaks is limited. In the past, when it was close to the meeting of the seven veins, they would fight openly and secretly, use their own means and compete for places.
Although the number of registered disciples has been increased from the previous four to nine, and there are 10 in changmen tongtianfeng, there are hundreds of registered disciples alone, which is still a situation of more monks and fewer monks.
There is only one chance to show your face in 60 years, and anyone will be moved.
There is only one disciple under the leader daoxuan immortal seat, Xiao Yicai. He won the first prize 60 years ago and did not participate in this martial arts meeting. Therefore, all the ten places were selected from the registered disciples, and the task of this selection fell on Chang Jian.
Chang Jian knew Zhang Han''s strength and gave him a place.
However, in recent years, Zhang Han has never shot in front of all the senior brothers. Therefore, when they learned that a latecomer who had only been in school for five years occupied a place, they were angry and ran to Chang Jian for comment immediately.
Seeing that Zhang Han was calm and relaxed, Li Qing immediately became anxious and advised, "younger martial brother Zhang, I know your talent and strength, but others don''t know. You''d better go and have a look. What a pity if elder martial brother Chang gets annoyed and loses his quota?"
Zhang Han was a little stunned, "you''re right."
Since he has made up his mind to show his face in front of daoxuan and attract his attention, he must occupy this quota!
After thinking about it, Zhang Han touched the hanging ring, directly opened the space door leading to the accommodation, and returned to the top of the mountain with Li Qing.
It was the first time that Li Qing saw such a magical magic weapon. She stared at the hanging ring on Zhang Han''s finger, with a curious light in her eyes. Such a space door is much more convenient than flying with a sword.
Zhang Han stepped out of the dormitory and went to Chang Jian''s residence. As the head of a group of registered disciples, Chang Jian has a separate courtyard.
As soon as I walked into the yard, I saw more than ten disciples crowded together and making a lot of noise. I looked like I wouldn''t stop until you gave me an explanation.
"Elder martial brother Chang, we have all accepted the places for others. After all, they are senior brothers who have been in school for a long time and have deep Taoism. However, younger martial brother Zhang has only been in school for five years. How can he be qualified to occupy a place?"
"Yes! Elder martial brother Chang, you have to give us an explanation!"
"Yes, or let''s have a competition with younger martial brother Zhang. Even if we lose, we will be convinced."
……
Zhang Han flew up and stood empty in the air. The momentum of the eight layers of jade on his body erupted abruptly, threatening the field.
"Hum!"
A cold hum, like the morning bell and evening drum, blew in everyone''s ears.
Just now, the extremely noisy atmosphere was suddenly quiet. Everyone only felt that the eardrum was bulging and naoren was in pain. They screamed one after another. They held their head in both hands and knelt on one knee. They all raised their heads in horror and stared at Zhang Han who stepped on the void.
"It''s him, Zhang Han! This... How is this possible?!"
A guy who has only been in school for five years should have such a powerful and powerful Zhenyuan and momentum. Everyone was so frightened that they all had the expression of seeing ghosts.
Zhang Han''s face was cold and arrogant, and his figure fell slowly. Under the mountain like momentum, everyone retreated in panic. For a moment, no one dared to approach Zhang Han within three meters!
"I have a place to learn martial arts. What''s the problem?"
Zhang Han slowly glanced around and looked at him like a sword. Others lowered their heads in fear and didn''t dare to fart.