Xie Yan almost died, and it can even be said that he has already died once, because now he really only has a wisp of remnant soul left, and this remnant soul is like a candle flame that can be blown out in one breath. It is already a blessing in misfortune that the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info can survive, as for the cultivation and magic weapons or something, they are all gone, and they are wiped out by the old monster.

Xie Yan, who escaped the catastrophe, fell into this world, and the last wisp of remnant soul merged into the black ring before disappearing, and was picked up by this young man named Zhou Zheng. It was precisely because of the existence of this young man that Xie Yan was able to survive, and after bringing this ring, Xie Yan could draw soul breath from this young man through trading.

Survived, but nothing left.

However, Xie Yan was not depressed, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix also had a time of Nirvana, let alone a monk? Moreover, this remnant soul form is also a kind of luck for him, his magic weapon that blinded the sky was also erased by the old monster, and it stands to reason that if it is not covered, his scattered immortal tribulation will come immediately, but in fact, it is not. Because the Heavenly Tribulation can't sense him anymore, just like people can see ants, mosquitoes and flies, but can't see dust particles, the current Xie Yan is dust to the Heavenly Tribulation, he can't see it, how to split him?

"Crush the Elder to death with one finger?" Zhou Zheng pursed his lips, obviously not convinced.

"Uncle Xie, can we not brag?"

Xie Yan's name was known to him when he first communicated with Xie Yan, because Xie Yan was unwilling to accept him as an apprentice, so he could only call Xie Yan Uncle Xie.

"Elder Chuangong is a powerhouse in the realm of gods, flying to the sky, and taking people's heads thousands of miles away is like picking up things!"

In Zhou Zheng's eyes, the strongest person should be the Elder Chuangong.

That's a big man in the Divine Realm.

In the world of clouds, the realm is divided very simply, with only three levels. The day after tomorrow, the innate and even the top supernatural realm, each realm is divided into ten layers, and Zhou Zheng has just broken through the third layer of the day after tomorrow and reached the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow. In Xilin Academy, the minimum requirement for inner disciples is the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow.

Xie Yan has also secretly observed it in the past few days. found that the power system of this world was a little different from what he had been in contact with before, and the acquired realm was very easy to understand, and it was almost the same as what he had been in contact with before, it was the level of a secular martial artist, but the innate realm was different, this level was called the qi refining realm in the world before Xie Yan, and it was already regarded as a cultivator, as for the divine power realm. Xie Yan guessed that it should be Zhuji, and only the threshold of Zhuji could get stuck so many people. It's the same among cultivators, once the foundation is built, the position will change drastically, and it is normal to be called an elder.

With Xie Yan's strength comparable to that of the old monster before he was seriously injured, dealing with a foundation building Xiaoxiu is really no different from playing, but unfortunately, Zhou Zheng, this kid doesn't believe it at all.

"Stinky boy, that's all you have to see!"

Xie Yan didn't bother to explain. Based on his real age, it is enough to be the grandfather of Zhou Zheng, the little guy. Naturally, I am not in the mood to argue with this little brat, and with this kung fu, it is better to think about how to recover my strength. His injuries this time are too serious, and the time it will take to recover is difficult to estimate, and in serious cases, he may become a lonely ghost and store it in this ring. Therefore, the most important thing for Xie Yan at this stage is to recover his body first, and only with his body can he be regarded as having a foundation. Taking away something, Xie Yan had thought about it before, but he couldn't do it at all with a wisp of remnant soul.

Zhou Zheng naturally didn't know what the senior in the ring was thinking, he was just an ordinary teenager. Although his temperament is stronger than his peers, he is still much worse than an old guy like Xie Yan.

Many times, the precipitation of time is a terrible accumulation.

Nothing can make up for it.

"Hehe, I don't know what the vision is, now I just want to practice this black wind palm technique, and then in the inner gate competition next month, the righteous army will rise, and enter the inner gate before five hundred!" Zhou Zheng didn't know what the vision was, he felt that what he saw was his own vision, and now the only thing that could enter his vision was the ranking of the powerhouses in the inner door.

After practicing for about an hour, Zhou Zheng exhaled a breath of turbidity and left. It was already 10 noon when I got back to my accommodation. In Xilin Academy, a batch of pills will be distributed at noon every day to supply the inner disciples, and only the inner disciples enjoy this right, and the outer disciples and registered disciples can only eat grains. For people who practice martial arts, the daily consumption is very large, and the higher the cultivation, the higher the requirements for food, and for people above the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow, ordinary grains have no way to support their consumption, so from this realm, food becomes an elixir.

Xie Yan had also studied these elixirs from Xilin Academy, but he was soon disappointed. In Xie Yan's view, this so-called 'elixir' is just the product of forcibly compressing a bunch of elixirs by using a shoddy method.

"Why are there only two pills this time?"

Zhou Zheng opened the small bag distributed by the elder and found that there were only two pills in it. A normal inner disciple needs at least ten pills a month, otherwise his skills will stagnate, and the effect of practicing will become half the effort, and now Zhou Zheng has just entered the inner gate, which is the time period when a large number of pills are needed.

"The cost of the pill has increased, and all the inner disciples have reduced the quota of the pill according to their cultivation."

The disciple who distributed the pill replied without being salty, and then motioned to Zhou Zheng to hurry away, and he also had to give the pill to the disciples behind.

"This is a problem."

Zhou Zheng didn't dare to argue with the disciples of these material halls, and after leaving the inner hall, he returned the same way, but his head was thinking about what to do next.

"Senior brother, did you only receive two body strengthening pills?"

A young girl came from the side, and with him came three other people, two men and one woman. The body strengthening pill in their mouths is the waste pill that Xie Yan considers to be a medicine residue.

Of course, strength determines vision.

What belongs to medicine residue in Xie Yan's eyes is a treasure in the eyes of these people, and it is the foundation of their martial arts cultivation.

"It turned out to be Xiaoxiao's junior sister."

The girl's name is Li Xiaoxiao, and she passed the inner door assessment with Zhou Zheng

"Yes, I don't know what's wrong this time, only two body-strengthening pills were issued, and this quota is not enough for my cultivation at all."

"Do you have any plans, senior brother?" Li Xiaoxiao walked over and grabbed Zhou Zheng's arm, looking very intimate.

This girl has a very cheerful personality, and her body is full of a girl's unique atmosphere, which is easy to make people feel good, and Zhou Zheng is the same, he is just an ordinary teenager, and naturally he can't refuse such a big beauty as Li Xiaoxiao.

"I don't know for the time being, but I plan to go to the academy and the Scripture Pavilion tomorrow to see if there are any tasks I can take."

Sect mission, this is also the most common means used by many sect disciples in exchange for materials. (To be continued.) )