When the head heard this, he naturally didn't think that Zhang Ping really thought so in his heart. It has only been a long time since Zhang Ping entered the sect, and most of this part of the time is staying at the bottom. Although the head of the sect did not know what the life of the bottom was like, he also knew that they did not systematically teach these disciples to cultivate.

"The main thing that makes you where you are today is on your own. Don't talk about the cultivation of the sect, there are really limits to what you can do for you, and what kind of achievements you can achieve in the future depends mainly on yourself. The boss smiled, but he also told the truth.

Their sect has always cultivated tens of thousands of disciples, but there are only a few people who can really achieve it. Is this to blame for their poor teaching? You must know that they have not failed to produce excellent children, but most of them have not attained success.

Although it is true that the resources given by the sect are not enough, this is a problem. But isn't there really anything wrong with those addresses in themselves?

Zhang Ping didn't speak anymore, just looked at the master. These topics were not something that a disciple like him, who had just entered the sect, could say. Originally, he didn't want to say those things before, and if it wasn't for the boss forcing him to say it, his family was unwilling to comment on these things.

"That's it, that's it. I'm going to talk a lot today. Take this thing back! Hope it works for you. The head handed over the first prize to Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping didn't see what was inside, but he guess it was the holy weapon that he had told them about earlier. After all, at the beginning, in order to boost everyone's morale, the head of the sect had already told them about the holy weapon.

So when Zhang Ping received the box, he only thought that he had put the holy weapon in the box. But what kind of holy weapon it is, Zhang Ping didn't know in his heart. Because most of the boxes packaged in the sacristy are made of special materials, they are not at all penetrating by ordinary people's divine sense.

If not, wouldn't it be easy for someone in possession of the artifact to be discovered by others and become a target for them? Therefore, in order to protect the holy weapon and protect the owner of the holy weapon, the refiner will refine a special box for him while practicing a holy weapon.

Such a box is actually a spiritual weapon in a sense. It is able to retract freely in size, along with the sacristy. So the owner can carry him well on his body, and at the same time be able to be unobtrusive?

Although Zhang Ping had some curiosity in his heart, he still felt that there was no need to be so excited about the holy weapon. It's not like he hasn't owned a Hallow, not to mention that he has more important things to do now. Therefore, the matter of the holy weapon can only be put aside for the time being. After all, the Hallows are only auxiliary tools for everyone. But its own strength, that is a person's real ability.

Although he went back and forcibly broke through just now, after all, the foundation was unstable. Now he still needs to go back to stabilize the foundation, so he really doesn't have the leisure to talk here anymore, and he doesn't dare to continue to delay here.

"The disciple will retire first!" Hearing what the head said, Zhang Ping was not polite. He was really anxious, if a person's foundation was not stable, it would most likely have a great impact on his cultivation in the future.

Zhang Ping didn't want that. Because of his previous experiences, he knows better than anyone how important it is to lay a good foundation. Forcing a breakthrough is easy to make the foundation unstable. If it weren't for the fact that the time was really too urgent, Zhang Ping wouldn't want to do this. So now he desperately wants to go back and strengthen his foundation.

Zhang Ping hurriedly said goodbye to the head of the house, and hurried back to his residence.

Once inside, he carefully set up an enchantment for his house. It's not that he's afraid that someone will come and attack him, after all, with his current status, no one will pay attention to him at all. Just to prevent others from disturbing him. Originally, he would not have set such an ending before.

However, since that time when Suzhou was late for class because he wanted to tell him something, he had developed such a habit. Because there is an enchantment, it is actually equivalent to telling others that they have something to do right now. If there is anything you need, please contact us later.

In this way, others will not wait outside stupidly, so they delay their own affairs. Zhang Ping is actually a person who is very afraid that he will affect the lives of others. He never felt like a good person, but he also didn't want to be a burden in other people's lives. He has his own pride, but also his own stubbornness.

The cultivation was very smooth, originally because of the breakthrough, there were some loose foundations that were repaired by Zhang Ping's intention, and soon the foundations of these cultivation became more stable.

Zhang Ping took away the enchantment he had laid and calmed the joy of his promotion. I accidentally saw the box I just put on my body, and I remembered that I hadn't seen what the reward was?

"Hey, I really forgot about it. I almost didn't remember that I just got you. Zhang Ping put the small box in the palm of his hand and said with a helpless smile.

The box shrunk very little, and when placed on the palm of your hand, it looked like it was only the size of a thumb cap, and even if it was placed on your body, it was not at all inconspicuous.

"Hey, I don't know what you are?" Zhang Ping put the box on the table and began to inject spiritual power into it.

As a result, the box did not move at all.

"I'll go, what's going on?" Zhang Ping was puzzled. Why did he feel that he had no connection with this holy artifact at all, this was not normal! As long as there is a spirit in the thing that confesses the Lord, then he will definitely establish a connection with the master. Just like the Celestial Divine Fox and the Chaos Behemoth, they were able to have a trace of connection with Zhang Ping in their minds.

"Master, what's wrong with you today? You don't have a contract with him at all. A sentence sounded in Zhang Ping's mind, it was the helpless voice of the Chaos Behemoth.

Zhang Ping reacted at this time, he was really carried away by the joy of such a promotion, and actually forgot that he had not yet made a contract with the holy weapon, so naturally there was no way to sense the existence of the holy weapon.

Zhang Ping cut the index finger of his right hand, and a drop of bright red blood fell on the box. A red light emanated from the top of the box, and then Zhang Ping felt that there was a small thing in his mind, which looked like a small mold.

But Zhang Ping knew in his heart that this thing was not simple. He's a miniature version of the Hallows.