The mind sank into the body, and streams of huge and pure energy poured into the dantian along the meridians on the two arms, and Zhang Yan began to follow the method recorded in the "Three Transformations", mobilizing the dream power in the dantian to rotate clockwise.

A whirlpool appeared in the middle of the dantian, but this whirlpool was a little uncontrollable and trembled all the time, and at the same time, Zhang Yan's head also began to sweat, and he had to mobilize his spiritual power to enter the battlefield in the dantian, so that the whirlpool was a little quieter.

But the good times didn't last long, and the whirlpool in the dantian began to struggle frantically like a wild horse trying to get rid of it, trying to break free from Zhang Yan's mental power cage.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" in Zhang Yandan's field, and the whirlpool collapsed violently, and his body was also shocked and fell to the ground in the outside world.

Zhang Yan knew that there would be some difficulty in cultivating the "Three Transformations", but he didn't expect that the difficulty would be so high, but the tenacious character in his heart did not allow him to give up, so he immediately got up from the ground and sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed again.

After a few breaths, Zhang Yan suppressed the disordered dream power in his body, and re-absorbed the energy from the medium-grade dream source stone in his hand to enter the dantian, and re-condensed the whirlpool, but soon this whirlpool also followed in the footsteps of its predecessors and dissipated.

Zhang Yan got up from the ground again, gritted his teeth and controlled his trembling hands, remobilized his dream power to continue trying,

"Three, four, five ......"

After more than a dozen times, Zhang Yan finally exhausted the spiritual power in the sea of spirits, and the dantian could no longer mobilize a trace of dream power, so he gave up, and the whole person smashed on the bamboo bed in a large shape, causing a groan from the bamboo bed.

After resting for a while, Zhang Yan finally had a little strength, and then he completed the daily evening repair, and after completion, he went to sleep.

A beam of sunlight shone on the bamboo bed through the window of the bamboo building, which was already empty, and Zhang Yan had just finished his morning repair, sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, and after tidying up his appearance, he left the cave.

After yesterday's attempt, Zhang Yan had already discovered that the dream power in the dantian seemed to be much purer when he cultivated early today, and he knew that this was the effect of the "Three Transformations", but today, he had no intention of continuing to cultivate, and he still understood this truth if he wanted to be fast.

Out of the cave, Zhang Yan walked straight towards the task hall of the inner gate, and after a while, after coming to the task hall, he was greeted by a full number of inner disciples.

Zhang Yan blended into it like a drop of water, and finally came to the light curtain of the mission hall to find a task that suited him.

The current Zhang Yan has no way to practice the art of refining weapons and transform it into a sect contribution, and secondly, after the cost of the past few days, the few sect contributions in his disciple's voucher have long been very few, and the value of the sect contribution of the outer door is also very different from that of the inner door, and the exchange ratio in the middle is one hundred to one, so his figure appeared in the task hall and became a member of this labor army.

After Zhang Yan's observation, he found that the task process of this inner door was the same as that of the outer door, but there was one more convenient screening.

No, Zhang Yan directly pulled down a small light curtain from the large light curtain above his head, wrote on it his strength and the type of task he hoped to receive, and then the small light curtain began to roll over the notes.

After a few breaths, the speed at which the note on the light curtain rolled gradually slowed down until it stopped completely.

Dozens of tasks are listed on the small light curtain that stands still, and the details of each task are clear and unobstructed.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It's really much more convenient to get to the inner gate!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head, this was a self-deprecation for his contempt for the art of refining at that time.

Soon, a task outside the refining city was selected by Zhang Yan, because only these tasks outside the sect were the most rewarding, and he also wanted to go out and have a look, maybe he could meet the clues of his parents.

After clicking on the task on the small light curtain and choosing to accept, the task will turn into a streamer and shoot into the disciple's voucher, which means that the task has been successfully received.

Then Zhang Yan left the mission hall and walked towards the mountain gate.

After a while, Zhang Yan's running figure stopped outside the mountain gate of the Refining Weapon City, this time out of the mountain gate, he came as a disciple of the inner gate of the Refining Weapon City, so he didn't need to apply to the Deacon Hall again, just walk out directly.

Out of the Refining City, Zhang Yan came to the first stop of the mission, Wanqi City, and after arriving in Wanqi City, he was not in a hurry to complete the task, but wandered around Wanqi City.

Although it is said to be loitering, Zhang Yan still has a purpose, and the route of wandering is always close to the remote alleys or streets, he hopes to find the old beggar who asked him for a chicken when he obtained the Jun Tianjian.

Zhang Yan always had a feeling in his heart that he would see this unusual old beggar again, thinking about it, he felt that his feet were stirred, his body staggered, and with the training of the innate realm, he forcibly broke his body back.

After standing up straight, Zhang Yan was about to turn around when he heard a familiar, old voice sounding behind him,

"Boy, you broke the old man's leg, don't think about running this time!"

Zhang Yan hurriedly turned around, and saw the old beggar he saw last time lying on the ground, holding one leg and howling on the ground, the cry was so miserable that it really made the listener cry and smell sad, and he was almost moved.

It doesn't matter what the old beggar is called, he immediately attracted a large number of people who eat melons, and it is said that the most indispensable thing in this city of ten thousand weapons is not the weapons and magic weapons of the refining city, but the people who eat melons who have lived carefree here for a long time.

So the sound of pointing and pointing began to sound in the crowd,

"Sun Tzu, see this kind of person clearly, you must not become this kind of person in the future, you must learn to be filial in the future, learn to respect the old and love the young!"

"Well, grandpa! I remember!"

"Daddy, daddy, that old man is so pitiful!"

"Niuniu, remember, you must be a good person in the future!"

“......”

Suddenly, Zhang Yan became a negative teaching material, endured the accusations of thousands of people, and was spurned by thousands of people.

Countless strange eyes were like sharp arrows, heavily inserted into Zhang Yan's body, and then it was really only for a moment, he directly bent down and picked up the old beggar, his figure flashed, jumped out of the crowd, and ran away with a smoke, behind him were the angry melon-eating crowd.

"Huhuhu" Zhang Yan bent over and panted, it was really not that his body was weak, but that the old beggar in his hands was too heavy, like a mountain.

So at this time, how could Zhang Yan not see that the old beggar was not ordinary, but he still chose to leave the other party on the ground heavily, so as to remove the sullen breath in his heart.

"Hey, hey, but I've killed the old man, hey, young people nowadays don't know how to respect the old and love the young!" After the old beggar landed, he exhaled bitterly and said,

"Don't pretend, old beggar, even now there is a magma lake under your ass, I know you will be fine, and the old beggar, can I ask you one thing, can I change your move when you stop me next time, otherwise I will be listed as one of the top ten most unpopular human races in Wanqi City in the future, and I will be banned from entering." Zhang Yan had frost on his face, and said unceremoniously,

"Stinky boy, you still want to be among the top ten most unpopular human races in Wanqi City, go for it in your dreams, you will really put gold on your face. After the old beggar took a gentle "phew" and said,

"Also, my old man is looking for you, that's your great blessing, don't say it's like you've poured blood mold for eight lifetimes!" the old beggar pursed his lips and shook his head and continued,

"Okay, okay, this uncle, you can pull it down, quickly accept your magical immortal method! The kid is willing to bow down, you just tell me what you stopped me this time!" Zhang Yan saw this situation, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee, begging for mercy in his mouth,

"Yes, I know that ordinary people like you can't appreciate the peerless face of the old man, hmph, next time I will let you know what it is like to meet for the first time in the world! By the way, since you asked, I will be merciful to tell you that the purpose of my trip is to see that your boy is pleasing to the eye, and I want to give your boy a great opportunity. The old beggar pretended to be mysterious and said,

"Chance, great chance, but you are the richest man in this city of ten thousand instruments, you were seriously injured and about to die, you see that I am talented, so I decided to entrust my life's wealth and the beautiful and gentle granddaughter of your family to me!" Zhang Yan immediately exclaimed,

As soon as these words came out, a few thick black lines hung down on the old beggar's head in an instant, and the whole person was suddenly not good, Zhang Yan pretended not to see it, and he couldn't get it there, and he couldn't get it.

"Bell, fuel consumption!" only to hear a loud noise, the old beggar shook the world and cried as soon as he made a move, and directly punched hard, while the beaten Zhang Yan squatted in place with his head covered, rubbing his head constantly, his face was grinning, declaring pain.

After a while, a bag stood out from Zhang Yan's ungrown hair at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its owner stared at the old beggar's forehead with an angry face, gritted his teeth and said,

"Old beggar, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will fight for this life, and I will die with you!"

The old man moved his steps back slightly, but Zhang Yan still kept that posture and stayed in place, and the scene was very strange for a while.

"Stinky boy, your cultivation of mind is not very good! Just tell me how many times you have lost control of your emotions since you met me today?

Although the tone of this sentence was plain, it was already unusual in Zhang Yan's heart, and the whole mind was also stirring up monstrous waves, and his mood could not be calmed down for a long time.

"Out of control, out of control, how many times have I lost control of my emotions?, is it once, twice, or three times, or more, more......" Zhang Yan began to mumble to himself, and the expression on his face began to become crazy.

In this way, an old beggar and a young man began their fateful second meeting in a remote alley.

At the same time, above the Nine Heavens, even more terrifying fluctuations erupted in the palace that had once appeared, and everywhere it passed, everything was wiped out, and there was no trace of its existence in the world.