Since Zhang Xingxing cultivated the "Mortal Cultivation Immortal Technique", although he only cultivated the basic Breathing Method, his observation, reaction speed and strength were no longer comparable to ordinary mortals.

So, the attacks of the inmates in Prison No. 1 are as if the movie has been slowed down 50 times in the eyes of the stars. It's easy, you can knock everyone out.

"Young man, good skills!" a cold voice suddenly came from the corner of Prison No. 1.

Zhang Xingxing noticed that there was still an old man with crane hair lying in the prison.

The old man looked at Zhang Xingxing, and Zhang Xingxing was also looking at the old man.

In the middle of the ring, the old man suddenly laughed heartily: "Haha! Not bad! It's really good! God treats me well, I can't imagine that when Shouyuan comes, he will send me such good seedlings." ”

Zhang Xingxing looked at the old man a little strangely, and said secretly in his heart: This old man, can't he be a psychopath.

"Little one, you have a master-apprentice relationship with the old man. In the future, you will worship under the old man's 'door' and become the old man's disciple of the 'door'. The old man said suddenly.

Zhang Xingxing raised his eyebrows, he said how do you feel that this kind of scene is a little familiar, it turns out that this is a lot of stories, in prison, I met a cow breaking master.

However, do you want Zhang Xingxing to apprentice?

Hehe!

Zhang Xingxing has two younger brothers, one is Erlang God and the other is King Chujiang.

Let's ask, who is qualified to be Zhang Xingxing's master in this ant-like world?

"Not interested. Zhang Xingxing said lightly.

The old man paused for a moment, and then said, "Little one, I know you are good, but you are just a little gossip. If you worship under the 'door' of the old man, the old man can teach you the art of immortality. What you have to do is to carry forward this 'door', do you have this confidence?"

Zhang Xingxing looked at the old man like a fool.

This old man himself is getting old, and he is still immortal? Are you sure he didn't come out to tease me?

The old man seemed to be aware of this problem, and said, "Little one, do you know how old the old man is this year?"

Zhang Xingxing didn't ask, but took care of himself and casually found a 'bed' to sit down.

"The old man is 150 years old this year!" the old man proudly 'touched' the messy long beard on his chin.

Zhang Xingxing glanced at the old man a little more, and said secretly in his heart: No wonder it looks like he's about to burp.

"Alright, little one, get down on your knees and apprentice. The old man sat up on the ground, and waited for Zhang Xingxing to come forward and bow down.

However, the old man waited for a while, but he still didn't see Zhang Xingxing kowtow.

frowned, "It seems that you still don't believe in the old man's Taoism, just let you feel it!"

After the old man finished speaking, he snorted lightly, and a fierce momentum erupted.

Prison No. 1, which did not have a trace of airflow, suddenly blew a gust of wind with the elderly as the center, blowing in all directions.

The prisoners lying on the ground, although they knew that this old man was very powerful, was an existence that Prison No. 1 could not provoke.

But I didn't expect that the old man really knew how to spell, otherwise, how would this wind blow?

And 150 years old? They've never heard of anyone living that long, it's already a mythical character, right?

All the prisoners, as if they had seen a god, prostrate on the ground, their faces full of piety.

Half loud, the wind was calm and the waves were calm, as if nothing had happened.

The old man was like a master, and he said, "Little guy, why don't you come to apprentice?"

Zhang Xingxing didn't reply, but quickly ran the "Mortal Immortal Cultivation Formula".

"Boom!"

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he rolled straight off the bed.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he said, "This ...... This ......"

In the eyes of the prisoners who are prostrate on the ground, there is no change in Prison No. 1.

But in the eyes of the old man, he saw a vast energy storm bursting out from the top of Zhang Xingxing's head and rushing straight into the sky.

The old man had never seen such a terrifying power, this was not something that a human could possess at all, it was simply the power of heaven and earth, the power of immortals.

"You...... You ......" the old man stammered.

The inmates of Prison No. 1 didn't know what had happened, why this enlightened old man's face suddenly became so ugly.

The next scene surprised everyone.

The old man suddenly bent his legs and fell to his knees.

"Apprentice Xiao Dabao, meet Master. ”

Zhang Xingxing: ......

Prisoners: ......

The prisoners only felt that their heads were no longer enough, and just now, this old man, who was about to become an immortal, asked this young man to kneel down and worship his teacher.

In a blink of an eye, the young man did not kneel, but the old man who had become an immortal knelt down to apprentice.

This...... It's not scientific.

Zhang Xingxing shook his head, "I don't accept apprentices. ”

"No, Master. Xiao Dabao cried loudly, knelt on the ground with both 'legs', kept moving forward, and hugged Zhang Xingxing's little 'legs'.

"By the way, I know, your old man must be testing me, right?"

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely be able to withstand your old man's test. ”

"Do you want me to kowtow from the foot of your old man's mountain to the top of the mountain like in the TV series? Where is your old man's mountain 'gate'? ”

"Please, old man......"

The more Xiao Dabao said, the more outrageous it became, and the more he said it, the more exaggerated it became.

The inmates of Prison No. 1 are becoming more and more confused.

Zhang Xingxing couldn't listen to it anymore.

What the hell are you?

Do I look that old?

"My name is Zhang Xingxing, you can call me Xiao Zhang, or Ah Xing, you can do it. Zhang Xingxing interrupted Xiao Dabao's words, he really didn't want to hear it, a 150-year-old man, and a mouthful of "your old man".

"Don't call me Master, let alone call me an old man! Zhang Xingxing said.

Xiao Dabao shrunk his neck, but he looked innocent in his heart.

In Xiao Dabao's opinion, Zhang Xingxing must be a real immortal, and he has practiced the Dao for hundreds of years, so that he has rejuvenated.

Star ...... Brother Xing ......" Xiao Dabao slowly got up, and held back for a long time before he could hold back such a title.

Let Xiao Dabao really, to call an immortal who has the Tao through the heavens, "Xiao Zhang" or "Ah Xing", he will never dare.

In the cultivation realm, it is even more cruel and ruthless than reality.

The weak 'meat' eats strongly, and the strong are martial.

What's more, Xiao Dabao is still counting on worshipping Zhang Xingxing as a teacher.

He didn't dare to call him by his name no matter what.

Although being called Brother Xing by an old man made him feel a little panicked, it was better than calling him "your old man".

Therefore, Zhang Xingxing let it go.

"Xiao Dabao, why are you still in prison at such an old age?" Zhang Xingxing asked casually.

"Oh, Brother Xing, you can call me Xiaobao. Xiao Dabao bowed and said happily.