The last glimmer of light dissipated on the horizon with the sun, Zhang Ji stopped cultivating, and the rolling mountains in the distance were already hidden in the darkness.

"Gang'er, you say, what is the monk really for?" Zhang Ji asked as he asked the steel hammer to jump on his shoulder.

"Immortality." Steel's answer was succinct.

"What about the demon clan?" Zhang Ji started to go down the mountain, and the old hooligan didn't seem to be in the courtyard today.

"Demon Clan...... Let's survive. The steel hammer was a little confused, and muttered quietly.

Zhang Ji nodded, he had entered the cultivation realm, but he always felt that the diaphragm had not disappeared, and he always felt that it was too illusory and ethereal.

More than 20 years of life has allowed him to have his own pursuits, but if he can live forever, his own pursuits will seem a little boring.

It is very necessary to pursue something meaningful in a limited life, even if it is only for oneself, but if one can live a long, long life, then what thing will be meaningful? Is it to pursue the beauty of one's heart, or to follow the never-ending pursuit of desire?

Wen Qing's troubles and the director's sorrow have plagued Zhang Ji for a long time.

Returned to the room, took a bite casually, and suddenly found that Hartani didn't come tonight, Zhang Ji thought about it for a while, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly, sure enough, everyone is a little cheap.

Putting aside distractions, turning on the computer, Zhang Ji dealt with the work matters, mainly for the approval and appropriation of the film shooting, and the customer's payment has been called.

After dealing with the sundries, the time is already more than nine o'clock, Zhang Ji is ready to rest early, there is a game tomorrow, he has a big goal.

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a knock on the door, Zhang Ji was slightly surprised, he thought that Hartani would not come tonight.

opened the door, and the person standing at the door was not Hartani, but a cold-faced young man that Zhang Ji didn't expect.

"Hello." Zhang Ji was puzzled, "Something?" ”

The cold-faced young man didn't speak, just nodded and motioned for the room to talk.

Zhang Ji stepped aside, the cold-faced young man passed in front of him, the faint fragrance wafted past the tip of his nose again, and Zhang Ji closed the door with a frown.

The two sat down separately, Zhang Ji casually tinkered with the computer and did not speak, he was not familiar with this person, this person's whereabouts were strange, and he always gave him the feeling of hiding his head and tail.

"There is one thing, whether you are involved or not." The cold-faced young man's voice was cold, and he cherished words like gold.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ji stopped his movements.

"Visiting the Mansion, the Ancient Xiudong Mansion." The cold-faced young man replied simply and decisively, obviously thinking clearly before coming, and did not hide the meaning of Zhang Ji.

The ancient monk's mansion, Zhang Ji was a little curious, if he could add a machine, he didn't know how it would compare with the tomb robbery notes.

"I don't trust you." Although he wants to go, Zhang Ji is not an idiot, thinking about the green-haired zombie of the cold-faced boy, no matter how much enthusiasm he has, he has been extinguished.

The young man stared at Zhang Ji for a while, made sure that he was not lying, got up and left.

Zhang Ji shook his head, this young man was really rude, but he didn't mean to get up and send him off.

This is an episode, and he didn't take it too seriously, if he was a tomb robber before entering the cultivation realm, he might not be able to help but be curious, but unfortunately he wasn't.

The next morning, Zhang Ji got up early, took the steel hammer and Gai Zhonggai and walked towards the martial arts arena - he deliberately avoided Hatani, not wanting to give birth to too many things.

By the time he walked into the scene, there were already a lot of people here, and it was obvious that everyone was more enthusiastic about the competition.

The venue for the competition was chosen at the foot of the mountain, which was the large square that Zhang Ji first entered, which was very large, and ten high platforms had been erected at this time.

As the sun slowly rises, there are more and more people, and there are many ghosts, even if the sun is shining for a while, the whole square is also air-conditioned, so that you can't play the game well, not frowning and observing.

He walked the path of incense and became a god, and he was not affected by the yin energy, but the yang energy on his body was strong, which attracted many beautiful ghosts to him and surrounded him, which was exactly what he didn't like.

"This little brother, does he have a girlfriend?" A female ghost creature stepped forward and said.

"I have a royal succession in my family, and you little doesn't meet the standards." The lid in the cover does not lift the head back.

At this time, he was a rampaging mecha, a little guy who turned into Liu Chan and sat in the mecha, wearing a crown on his head, and he really looked like he had a throne at home, but what he said was too hurtful.

The female ghost's face was not good-looking, and her owner was also unhappy, looking for the owner of the cover in the crowd, but unfortunately Zhang Ji hid in the dark early, how could he reveal his identity.

These were just small episodes in the venue, and it didn't take long for everyone to arrive, and the organizers of the conference, the Yu family, invited the old hooligans and high-ranking members of the Riddle family to come to the high stage.

Today's old hooligan is dressed in a colorful glass robe, holding a two-wheeled gold tin staff, looking solemn and solemn, without the appearance of a rogue on weekdays.

The opening remarks of the Yu family were presided over by Yu Fanchen, the head of the family, and the words were nothing more than to promote cultural exchanges between the East and the West and promote the development of ghost cultivation, but this old gentleman was estimated to be not young, and he almost said it was pure Chinese, but it was only half white and half literate, which still made Zhang Ji awkward.

The old rascal also spoke, not lightly or seriously, and after three or five sentences, he stopped talking, but it was the representative of the Riddle family, and he spoke very humorously, which aroused the applause of many people.

After the opening remarks, the chief judge began to talk about the rules of the game, the competition was launched on the remaining nine platforms, free challenge, every ten people who won were considered to advance, and the entry requirements: have their own ghost and the level of the ghost and the master level are below the fifth level of Qi training, below the fifth level of the body infusion, and below the fifth level of magic apprentice.

This is a junior ghost cultivation exchange meeting, and people who are too high in cultivation are refused to participate, which is also the reason why Zhang Ji has the confidence to go to the vampire's fang.

At the beginning of the game, Zhang Ji was not in a hurry to step forward, like this kind of battlefield, the crowd is uneven, there are always some tables with relatively weak strength, it is better to find a weak one, but he knows in his heart that the more masters he goes to, so he will not hesitate after finding it.

As he searched for it, a small novice grabbed him.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ji glanced at the mantle that he was holding in his little novice's hand.

He recognized this manyi because he went to the temple to shoot once, and the great monk explained to him that the manyi can only be worn by laymen who have received the bodhisattva vows.

"This manifu is given to the donor by the abbot, and the donor is the abbot mountain protector, you don't have to participate in the competition now, and when you wait for the top ten, the donor is not too late to participate." Xiao Shami said with a smile in his eyes.

Zhang Ji didn't expect that he would have this benefit as the protector of Abbot Mountain, but the privileged class was hated, so he still had to ask clearly, don't end up provoking the anger of the public, or don't let him participate in the top ten.

"I don't know if this is accurate, I like vampire teeth very much, but I don't want to make mistakes, don't make trouble for Abbot Mountain in the end, I can't participate yet." Zhang Ji said with a smile, although the words were full of distrust, but the tone was completely inaudible.

The little novice clasped his hands together and whispered a Buddha name.

"Amitabha, don't worry, let the little monk break the vows once, in the words of our abbot: Abbot Mountain is Lao Tzu's territory, and the rules listen to Lao Tzu. So, donors don't have to worry. ”

After speaking, this little novice lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name, as if he wanted to repent, but Zhang Ji saw that he had a smile in his eyes.

Saying goodbye to Xiao Shami, Zhang Ji suddenly found that it seemed that he didn't have to look for a high platform, and he didn't have to think about the competition, the identity of this Dharma protector was really useful.

Zhou Zitao was taught this two days ago, and today's game is even more so, if you can directly enter the top ten, then my own will be much bigger, after all, Harmony can cultivate with peace of mind.

Since the body was broken, one divine power fruit allowed him to enter the peak of the first layer of the irrigation body, and two of them made him not far from the peak of the second layer of the irrigation body.

From the competition to the previous life, it would take five or six days, or even seven or eight days, and by that time, if he didn't get it, he would already have four layers of body, and there would be no problem at all in squeezing these ghost cultivators from his body at that time.

However, which vampires can be cultivated at the same time, and even those like Louis who take the physical cultivation route, he has to observe more.

With this thought, he gave up the idea of leaving directly, and instead washed and observed.

After only watching for half an hour, he had no idea of watching it at all, the young man who competed on the field, he really didn't have anything to look at, he even saw two ghosts fighting each other, the two also fought, that way of playing, it was really not as good as a street hooligan.

Completely giving up the idea of continuing to watch, Zhang Ji turned around and walked directly to the back mountain, he now chose the place where he cultivated, mainly because of that peak, which allowed him to motivate himself from time to time.

It was still a quiet cultivation, and when the sun was in the sky, the divine power fruit arrived as scheduled, Zhang Ji did not wait this time, and directly built a strange trajectory to quickly absorb the aura.

When the spiritual energy of the real question was full, and then it was about to support the shackles of heaven and earth, Zhang Ji stopped, and then lifted the six bodies without any hesitation.

The body of Zhang Liu changed again, the same writhing action, but the whole body began to expand for the second time, he guessed that this Zhang Liu body cultivated to the end, whether the body reached one zhang six, if this is the case, this exercise is too perfunctory.

With the twisting of the body, the sour and numb feeling in the body appeared again, accompanied by a trace of itching, which was much more uncomfortable than before, but Zhang Ji had already had an experience, and his eyes looked at the distant mountain peaks without blinking.