Zhang Yang spreads his hands:

"This shows that you are very lucky, if you don't meet me, maybe someone else will slice you and study it. ”

Ziwei sighed in surprise:

"You still know slices, it seems that there is science in this world as well!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang suddenly wondered if this guy was from the same place as himself, after all, even a person from the earth could use such a style of words, it was nothing more than a middle two.

"Maybe you're going to disappoint you, this is a world of cultivating civilization. ”

"It's okay, cultivating civilization and science don't conflict! My world is like this! It's good, at least it doesn't feel too strange. ”

Looking at Ziwei, a traverser who was obviously getting excited in this state, Zhang Yang didn't know what to do. Fortunately, Ziwei didn't think of what to order with Zhang Yang, so the two finally quieted down tacitly.

After all, it was night, so Zhang Yang said:

"Do you have any plans? I'm still on my way, so I'll rest if there's nothing to do. ”

"Why are you in a hurry?" Ziwei and Sister Hua said in unison.

Of course, Sister Hua didn't really speak, and her voice also appeared directly in Zhang Yang's mind.

Zhang Yang was helpless, he first asked Ziwei:

"Why can't you hurry up?"

"I'm very energetic now, can't I hurry now?" Ziwei didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her words.

But it seems that this crape myrtle has also made up her mind to follow her for the time being.

Although this passive feeling makes people a little uncomfortable, considering that she is a girl, and there have been a lot of things recently, Zhang Yang is a little used to it.

So, he turned his head and asked Sister Hua:

"Why can't you know?"

Although the ghost sister regained her desire to communicate, she was obviously not very accustomed to the rhythm of live talk, she used a little to find the right language, and then said:

"Ming, sleep, now, better. ”

Zhang Yang secretly complained in his heart: At first glance, he is a novice who stays up late, and it will not be so difficult for the old party to find a reason.

Considering that Sister Hua was very fluent in the previous few sentences, Zhang Yang suspected that this ghost sister's expression ability was similar to her combat state, and she could be normal when she met the right time, and the unfamiliar part would be more unfamiliar.

In the end, Zhang Yang decided to go at night, not because they were convinced, but because there was someone to accompany him when he was in a hurry at night.

However, before leaving the cottage, Zhang Yang still found a place to bury several corpses outside.

After that, Zhang Yang walked all the way to a town called Laishuicheng.

According to those villagers, this Laishui City is a place with developed water transportation, and it can basically be regarded as a place that extends in all directions, and wherever Zhang Yang goes, he can find boats on the waterway there.

In the process of hurrying, Sister Hua was okay, after all, she was not a person, she floated when she wanted to, and when she flipped over, she lay on Zhang Yang's back, anyway, she had no weight.

But Ziwei is different, although she obviously has a very mysterious background, but this body is an ordinary girl, and the high-intensity rush can't bear it at all.

This is still the conclusion that Zhang Yang came to after taking out a few blood fruits for the purpose of the test.

There was no way, he could only slow down, and Ziwei also took advantage of this opportunity to distract herself by gritting her teeth and persisting:

“...... I'm with you, I, although I forgot a lot of things, but, but I used to be very powerful, yes, rushing, this kind of thing, can't be difficult for my ......"

She chattered and walked, and soon these words became self-hypnotic words of encouragement, at first Zhang Yang was still interested in listening to it, but there were too many times Zhang Yang simply didn't bother to care anymore.

He shifted most of his attention into the space of consciousness and began to look at his surveillance screen again.

Because of boredom, Zhang Yang decided to see what the posthumous ceremony given to him by Dahongshan was like.

Originally thought that it would be something similar to a memorial service, and then read out the sect master's decision on the memory, Zhang Yang felt that he could use this opportunity to see the expression reaction of the big guy.

Unexpectedly, this so-called posthumous teaching did not have any ceremony at all, but just gathered some disciples who performed well in the secret realm, and then held a "summary meeting" with the stewards and high-ranking fighters.

At this conference, the disciples who entered the secret realm all shared some of their experiences of the secret realm, and then the team leaders came out with some information that might be more important, and then the elders and sect masters gave targeted comments and guidance.

In the middle, Wen Yiyun and Chang Huan on the first floor thanked Zhang Yang for their help, and Chen Ling on the second floor and Mi Qianer on the third floor also told their own experiences separately, of which Zhang Yang's part was naturally the focus.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sect Master Zhou announced the identity of Zhang Yang's elite disciples, and Zhang Yang's maidservants, Xiao Feng and Qingqing, were the official disciples of the sect.

Just when Zhang Yang felt that this so-called conference was a little too perfunctory, the sect master suddenly said in the final summary:

“...... It's not much time before the next Dao meeting, you have gained a lot from this trip to the secret realm, you can digest it well when you go back, and you can also exchange your loot if you want any combat skills and weapons, I hope that before the start of the Dao meeting, your cultivation can enter a higher level. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Yang felt strange: Why did you come out again to discuss the Dao, and you cultivation sects can't be idle, right? Okay, "One day in the cave, a thousand years in the world"?

Shouldn't they all have been cultivating for several years, or more than ten years, before going out to fight for a wave? Why are you here?

......

Sister Hua, who was lying on Zhang Yang's back, felt bored again, so she sat on Zhang Yang's shoulder instead, leaned on Zhang Yang's side face, and then looked up at the stars.

And Ziwei next to her was already tired of chatting, but the effect was also outstanding, at least she ran with this weak body for a few hours without resting for a moment.

“...... Let me tell you, my body is too weak, I have to cultivate, I have to cultivate, you, you seem to be a monk, you help me, help me, okay?"

"It's not that I don't school," Zhang Yang spread his hands: "The question is that I helped you, what benefits can I get?"

Ziwei gasped a few times, and then said:

"The benefits, the benefits are, many, many. However, but I give it now, I can't give it to you, I have to wait for me, the realm, the realm is restored, and then I can cooperate..."

"That's good, you can't let me work for nothing, I'm busy. Zhang Yang said with a smile, but soon Zhang Yang realized another problem:

"However, you're not being rooted, no, it's this body, isn't it being cut down and eradicated?

"Huh, cut the grass and eradicate the roots?" Ziwei paused in surprise, then closed her eyes and began to explore the body.

Zhang Yang was very puzzled, he thought that Ziwei had already known about chatting, after all, she was in that black water ball! But now it seems that there is something wrong with her cognition.