Zhang Han was lying on the bed, crossing Erlang's legs, and there was no trace of sleep. I thought in my heart, "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao has been practiced to the fourth level, and the Soul Devouring Fan has also been practiced, should I leave here?" ”

said that he was leaving, not to betray Qingyunmen, but to go down the mountain to find the Book of Heaven.

After traveling through several worlds, Zhang Han likes to pull the tiger skin to make a big banner, and there is a name of a disciple of Qingyunmen, it will be much more convenient to walk in this world.

Of course, if there is enough interest, betrayal is only a matter of minutes.

"Counting it, the Heavenly Book of the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Caves and the Western Swamp is easy to say, but it's a big deal to rob it. However, how to obtain the Heavenly Book of Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Ghost King Sect? ”

The Phantom Moon Cave Mansion in the back mountain is a forbidden place, and when he first came to the mountain, Zhang Han secretly investigated the back mountain on the grounds that he was not familiar with the terrain. Unexpectedly, he didn't take a few steps around the Yuqing Palace, and he was driven back by the disciples guarding the back mountain.

Since then, Zhang Han has given up the mind of investigating on the surface, and has thought in his heart, whether he should show his hands on the Seven Veins Martial Arts, and maybe, if he attracts the attention of Dao Xuan, he will have the opportunity to enter the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion.

Thinking of this, a glimmer flashed in Zhang Han's eyes, and he secretly made up his mind that in two and a half years, the Seven Veins Martial Arts would first become a genius. At that time, if Dao Xuan still doesn't pay attention to himself, he will find another way.

In any case, the five volumes of the Book of Heaven must be collected!

After that, Zhang Han patiently stayed on Tongtian Peak and cultivated step by step.

In this way, Buddhism and Taoism are cultivated, and the road is like a bamboo, and in the fifth year, both exercises have reached the eighth layer of Yuqing, and the spiritual attributes are all more than six thousand, and they have officially entered the ranks of captains.

Although it is only the eighth layer of Yuqing, Zhang Han's foundation is extremely strong, and the true yuan in his body is extremely strong, which is more than a hundred times higher than that of his senior brothers of the same level. Even if he doesn't use the means of death, below the Shangqing Realm, no one is his opponent.

Two years ago, when Zhang Han reached the fifth layer, Chang Jian, who was inspecting his homework, was defeated in his hands, and from then on, he no longer paid attention to Zhang Han and let him cultivate on his own.

On this day, when Zhang Han was meditating by the stream on the mountainside, Li Qing Yujian flew over, and his face was quite panicked, "Senior Brother Zhang, it's not good!" ”

The person is not yet known, and the voice has already been heard.

After living with Li Qing for five years, Zhang Han would occasionally give him some guidance when he was practicing. After all, he has traveled to several planes, and his vision and insight are definitely not comparable to Li Qing.

Unexpectedly, although this guy is introverted, he has good talents, and he has reached the fourth level in five years, and he can fly with a sword.

Although he flew crookedly, he looked like he might fall down at any time, and he was frightened to see it, and secretly sweated for him. But no matter how you say it, you can call yourself poor!

"What's wrong?"

When Li Qing landed safely, Zhang Han asked out loud.

"Senior Brother Zhang, several senior brothers have a lot of complaints about you occupying a place in the Seven Veins Martial Arts, and they are discussing the law around Senior Brother Chang at the moment, you can go with me quickly."

Li Qing took a few steps forward, grabbed Zhang Han's arm, and ran towards the mountain.

Zhang Leng laughed and shook off Li Qing's hand, "The temple demon is windy, and the water is shallow!" They are also registered disciples, no matter how much they fight, they can't become disciples in the room, so what should they do? ”

The Seven Veins Martial Arts is held once every sixty years, and except for the Great Bamboo Peak, which has always had few disciples, the other peaks have a limited number of places. In the past, whenever the Seven Veins were close to the martial arts, they would fight openly and secretly, using their own means to compete for places.

Although the number of places has increased from the previous four to nine places this time, and there are even ten places in Nagato Tongtian Peak, there are hundreds of registered disciples alone, and there are still many monks and few porridge.

There is only one chance to show his face once in sixty years, and anyone will be tempted.

There is only one disciple under the head of Dao Xuan Zhenren, Xiao Yicai, who won the championship sixty years ago, and did not participate in this martial arts. Therefore, all ten places were selected from the registered disciples, and the task of this selection fell on Chang Jian.

Chang Jian knew Zhang Han's strength, so he gave him a place.

However, in the past few years, Zhang Han has never made a move in front of all the senior brothers, so when they learned that a latecomer who had only been in the field for five years had occupied a place, they were so angry that they immediately ran to Chang Jian to comment.

Seeing that Zhang Han was calm, Li Qing suddenly became anxious and persuaded, "Senior Brother Zhang, I know your talent and strength, but others don't know." You better go and take a look, in case Senior Brother Chang is relieved of his annoyance, and the quota is dropped, wouldn't it be a pity? ”

Zhang Han was slightly stunned, "What you said is good." ”

Since he has made up his mind to show his face in front of Dao Xuan and attract his attention, then he must occupy this place!

After thinking about it, Zhang Han took out the hanging ring, directly opened the space door to the accommodation, and returned to the top of the mountain with Li Qing.

It was the first time for Li Qing to see such a magical magic weapon, and he stared at the hanging ring on Zhang Han's finger, with a curious light in his eyes. Such a space gate is much more convenient than Edgeworth's flight.

Zhang Han stepped out of the dormitory and walked to Chang Jian's residence. As the head of a group of registered disciples, Chang Jian has a separate courtyard.

As soon as I walked into the courtyard, I saw more than a dozen disciples huddled together, noisy and noisy, and I didn't give up if you didn't give an explanation.

"Senior Brother Chang, we have all recognized the quota of the others, after all, they are all senior brothers who have been in the field for a long time and have a deep Taoism, but Senior Brother Zhang has only been in the field for five years, how can he be qualified to occupy a place?"

"That's right! Senior Brother Chang, you have to give us an explanation! ”

"That's it, otherwise, let's have a competition with Senior Brother Zhang, even if we lose, we will be convinced."

……

Zhang Han flew up, standing in the air, and the momentum of the eighth layer of Yuqing on his body erupted, threatening the field.

"Humph!"

A cold snort, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, exploded in everyone's ears.

The atmosphere that was still extremely noisy suddenly became quiet, everyone only felt that their eardrums were bulging, their brains hurt, and they screamed miserably, holding their heads with both hands, kneeling on one knee, and they all raised their heads in shock, staring at Zhang Han who was stepping on the void.

"It's him, Zhang Han! This...... This, how is it possible?! ”

A guy who has only been in the business for five years has such a powerful and powerful true yuan and momentum, and everyone is extremely shocked on their faces, and they all have the expression of seeing a ghost.

Zhang Han's face was cold and arrogant, his figure slowly fell, and under the pressure of the mountain-like momentum, everyone retreated in horror. All of a sudden, within three meters of Zhang Han's body, no one dared to approach!

"I occupy a place in the martial arts, is there any problem?"

Zhang Han slowly glanced around, and met his sword-like gaze, and the others lowered their heads in horror, not daring to let go of a fart.

(End of chapter)