Volume 1, Chapter 57, 1
At this moment, Zhang Heng was standing on the top of an extremely high mountain. From his vantage point, he could clearly see what was going on in the vicinity.
There is a feeling of seeing the mountains at a glance.
No wonder monks like to climb high. Because if you stand tall, you can see far.
With a long sigh, Zhang Heng said slowly.
I, Zhang Heng, am not a compassionate saint, but I am not a murderous villain. So this time, big brother system, forgive me for not being able to do what you said.
Originally, the system arranged that Zhang Heng would kill most of the people who entered the burial dragon yuan this time. Although Zhang Heng didn't know why the system arranged it like this, it felt too bloody to kill hundreds of thousands of people when he thought about it.
These people are not very evil people. The siege of Zhang's house that day may have been just to see the excitement.
In addition, Zhang Heng is from modern times, knows that life is precious, and has no grudges against them, so he naturally does not want to kill them.
Zhang Heng lay comfortably on the ground, eating the unknown spirit fruit that he didn't know where to find it.
Thinking about where you're going from here?
On the occasion of the recovery of the turbulence in the space of the burial dragon yuan. Qian Muyun and Murong Qingxue will most likely return to the Linglong Holy Land. Dugu Bai and Yan Xueqing will most likely continue to travel the rivers and lakes and act chivalrous. All the monks went back to their own homes and looked for their own mothers.
And Zhang Heng really didn't know what he should do next.
Liu Nancheng definitely can't go back.
He's made a break with everyone, and if he goes back, wouldn't it be a shame.
It is a good idea to continue to stay in the burial dragon abyss. Anyway, he is not afraid of spatial turbulence, he cultivates while hunting for treasures, and after being invincible, he will enter the world. Wouldn't that be cool?
But Zhang Heng's is a person who likes to be lively. Let him cultivate in this deep mountain and old forest all year round. I'm afraid that before I practice, I will end up depressed.
Brother System, do you have any arrangements?
The system has planned the best route for the host, and the host only needs to follow the route I arranged.
Then it's okay, since the system has an arrangement, just listen to the system.
Zhang Heng lay leisurely. No matter, let's get some sleep first. Wait until Dugu Bai and Yan Xueqing are tired of playing, and then go to them to say goodbye. That's it.
As for the battle between the monks and the battle between the monks and the spirit beast that took place in the burial dragon abyss, it was none of Zhang Heng's business.
Competing for opportunities and snatching treasures from heaven and earth are happening all the time. But that's what they have to go through. If you want to become a human being, you must first endure the pain that ordinary people cannot bear. Zhang Heng naturally can't meddle in other people's affairs.
Buried under a hidden mountain cliff in the Dragon Rim. Dugu Baibai walked out of it with Yanyan Xueqing.
Both of them were depressed and depressed. It seems that he didn't find what he was looking for.
"Master, what should I do?" Yan Xueqing looked at and asked helplessly.
Dugu Bai, with a stroke of the void, a passage appeared instantly, and said to Yan Xueqing: "Go, take you to find Zhang Heng for the teacher,"
Thinking of Zhang Heng, Yan Xueqing was overjoyed: "Yes, we can't find it, but Zhang Heng knows so much about Burial Longyuan, he must know where that thing is." β
Zhang Heng, who was on the top of the mountain, suddenly sat up and sighed.
Alas, there is no feast in the world, and it is time to end.
stretched his waist, and Zhang Heng also walked in the direction of Dugu Bai and them.
Soon after, the three finally met.
Yan Xueqing was overjoyed when she saw Zhang Heng, flew over directly, knelt on the ground, and said to Zhang Heng with a pleading face: "Zhang Heng." You know so much about the Burial Dragon Abyss, you must know where to find the Yin Grass. Take me to find it, please. β
Seeing this, Dugu Bai flashed aside with his sword and left the space for the two of them.
Zhang Heng looked at the poor girl in front of him.
That's extremely unbearable,
But he still asked calmly: "Miss Yan, Yin Ming Grass is an extremely cold and extremely evil thing, and if you carry it on your body, it will absorb people's essence and blood." Loss of life. What is your use of looking for it?"
Yan Xueqing said with a slight cry: "My father is sick and no one can cure him, I accidentally saw in an ancient book that Yin Ming grass can relieve his pain. So I went all the way south with my master and came to this burial dragon yuan just to find it. β
In fact, under the prompting of the system, Zhang Heng already knew what their master and apprentice were here. He also knew that this Yin Ming Grass couldn't save Yan Xueqing's father.
Although Zhang Heng couldn't bear it, he could only helplessly say to Yan Xueqing: "Miss Yan. Yin Ming grass has no effect on saving people. If you give it to your father, it will only hasten its damage,"
Hearing this, Yan Xueqing begged bitterly: "Zhang Heng, you are knowledgeable, you must know what can be done to save my father." Please, tell me that I am willing to pay whatever it takes. β
Zhang Heng stared at Yan Xueqing and slowly spoke,
"Miss Yan, do you believe me?"
The same words. The last time was before entering the spatial turbulence. As a result, the spatial turbulence that everyone in the Immortal Cultivation Continent feared, they came out safely.
So Yan Xueqing subconsciously said: "Believe." β
"Okay, Miss Yan, although I, Zhang Heng, have no way to save your father now. But please give me three years. I will definitely look for you in three years. And, you'll find a way to save your father. β
Yan Xueqing's father was seriously injured. There are no Dan teachers in the world. Now Zhang Heng doesn't know anything, so he is naturally powerless to save him.
However, he has a know-it-all system. Three years is enough time for him to grow to a terrifying height. At that time, there will definitely be a way.
Yan Xueqing looked at Zhang Heng, and her eyes shed two tears without anger.
He chose to believe Zhang Heng. Because although Zhang Heng is heartless and heartless on weekdays, he is still a little naΓ―ve. But Yan Xueqing knew that Zhang Heng was full of mysteries, and things that were incomprehensible to the world happened to him, and he became relaxed and abnormal.
Since he said that there was a way to save his father in three years. Then he'll do it.
Zhang Heng helped Yan Xueqing up. Laughed: "Miss Yan, you are talented, and you will definitely be able to become a peerless powerhouse that shocks the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent in the future." And I, with no talent, no physique, can't cultivate, after all, I'm just a little monk in the realm of refining the body. So, in the future. I have to rely on you for a lot of things. β
Hearing this, Yan Xueqin burst into laughter. seems to be happy that he can help Zhang Heng. A seed of hard cultivation and early growth also germinated in her heart.
Zhang Heng crossed Yan Xueqing and walked in the direction of Dugu Bai. He still has this big guy's natal weapon in his hand now. Naturally, I have to pay it back.
Zhang Heng bowed apologetically in the direction of Dugu Bai and stretched out his left hand. Then he said: "Dugu senior." The kid was stupid, and he forgot to return the Heart Protector Sword to his seniors, causing his seniors to almost fall under the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation. The kid should be damned, and ask the seniors to punish him. β
Dugu Bai was not annoyed, and replied calmly: "You kid." Don't play this game with me. Get up!"
Zhang Heng got up and prepared to return the heart sword to Dugu Bai. But Dugu Bai really refused.
Dugu Bai smiled: "Zhang Heng boy." This saint has now attained the body of the Tribulation. Someone who can hurt me today. It's not much. I don't need this heart sword anymore, so I'll lend it to you first. It's not too late for you to pay me back one day when you grow up. β