Zhang Zichen walked out of the teleportation formation and looked at the ground.

In fact, very early on, Zhang Zichen proposed that Su Meier build a connected teleportation formation in Penglai Immortal Island and the Demon God Temple.

Unexpectedly, today, this matter was achieved.

Su Mei'er has always been more thoughtful about things, the teleportation formation of the demon clan is built on the Holy Mountain of Spiritual Qi, and the teleportation formation in Penglai Immortal Island is built in the back yard of several small cabins.

This teleportation formation is no different from the teleportation formation on the demon side, they are all built with white stone bricks, they are all octagonal, and even the Dao method marks engraved on the stone bricks are not much different.

The teleportation formation built by the same person will of course be similar.

"Hehe, as long as I miss Sister Mo and Xiaolong in the future, I will be able to enter the Demon God Temple of the Demon Clan through this teleportation formation. ”

"It's nice to be able to come and go so freely. ”

Zhang Zichen muttered alone.

If there was no such thing as a teleportation formation, there would be at least hundreds of millions of kilometers between Zhang Zichen and the Demon God Temple, and it would take at least a few months to see Mo Yifei and Zhang Xiaolong once.

Moreover, there are many dangers in the middle, and you have to worry about not being discovered by the people of the Heavenly Court Law Enforcement Team.

Now with the teleportation formation, no matter how far away it is, it's only a matter of moments.

"This teleportation formation has such benefits, I must learn to make it in the future, and then between Penglai Immortal Island and the mainland, create a few more teleportation formations. In this way, whether I want to go to Mirage City or Nanxi City, or to the Chen family, it will only be a blink of an eye. ”

Feeling the benefits of the teleportation formation again, Zhang Zichen secretly swore in his heart.

Moreover, the saying in the earth world is good, to get rich, first build roads.

If it is understood now, then this teleportation formation is a high-speed road, and with a road, it will be much more convenient to go anywhere in the future.

After thinking about this, Zhang Zichen began to leave the courtyard.

In the yard, unusually quiet.

This small island has beautiful mountains and rivers and fresh air.

Several wooden houses, standing on top of a clearing, looking at these small wooden houses, Zhang Zichen seemed to see Mo Yifei, Zhang Xiaolong, Su Meier and others.

Here, it's worth remembering!

"When you go out this time, you must send someone to guard around this immortal island, and you must not let outsiders enter here. ”

After Zhang Zichen made up his mind, he sacrificed the Black Crystal Divine Sword in his body, directly controlled the flying sword, turned into a six-colored light, and rushed out of the barrier of the island.

Beyond the small islands, there are many floating islands, some of which are inhabited and others that are not.

Zhang Zichen's speed was so fast that the people next to him couldn't see his face clearly.

Some of the monks who were wandering around only saw a flash of six-colored light, bringing a strong wind, and then vanished.

"Who? Whose cultivation is so high, and how fast is it?"

"I don't know!"

"But there are so many powerful people on the island that we don't have to care. ”

Everyone just talked casually for a few words, and then did not continue to talk, while Zhang Zichen flew directly to the Immortal Island of the Ten Thousand Saints Dynasty.

Wansheng Dynasty Sect Immortal Island is the most central part of the entire Penglai Immortal Island.

Today, the island is unusually quiet.

Zhang Zichen landed on the White Jade Square, directly put away the Black Crystal Divine Sword, and then walked in the direction of the Immortal Palace.

Today, Zhang Zichen is no longer the fledgling weak human being, he can achieve the effect of shrinking the ground into inches with one step under his feet.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Zhang Zichen walked through the long white jade square and arrived at the gate of the Immortal Palace.

"I wonder if the seniors of the Shou God Turtle and Uncle Duanmu are in the main hall?"

With this mentality, Zhang Zichen entered the main hall directly.

In the main hall, there is an open space.

A huge hall, in which there was nothing but a few tables, chairs, benches, and furnishings, and no one could see it.

"A few years ago, although the longevity turtle seniors led everyone to cultivate in the back mountain, could it be that today, everyone is still cultivating?"

"It's more likely!"

"After the guidance of the elders of the Longevity God Turtle, everyone has entered the undersea illusion realm again, and the cultivation time they need must be very long!"

Zhang Zichen muttered to himself and fell into deep thought.

But suddenly, a slightly rough voice came from behind Zhang Zichen, interrupting Zhang Zichen's train of thought.

"Teach the real person!"

Zhang Zichen turned around and found an old man about sixty or seventy years old, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a broom in his hand, who happened to enter the hall.

"Uncle Han Li?" Zhang Zichen was surprised, "You...... Didn't you follow the old Elder of the Longevity Turtle to cultivate?"

"I am not qualified to go. Han Li stroked his slightly pale beard and said, "The mistakes I made back then will never be able to make up. ”

Han Li, an old man, had embarrassed Zhang Zichen everywhere when he entered Penglai Immortal Island.

Especially when Penglai Immortal Island was besieged by the five major foreign forces and more than five million monks, Han Li and Hou Yushu not only kept urging Yuan Yangzi to hand over Zhang Zichen, but they also wanted to escape again and again.

Although Yuan Yangzi forgave Han Li and Hou Yushu again and again, when Yuan Yangzi passed away and the position of head of Penglai Immortal Island passed to Zhang Zichen, the two of them often refuted and slandered Zhang Zichen.

It wasn't until later, when Duanmu Batian and Yao Jing went to find the reincarnation of Yuan Yangzi, they accidentally discovered that Hou Yushu turned out to be the killer of the Hundred Ghost Sect.

It was only then that Han Li realized that he had been used by Hou Yushu.

Han Li, who was full of regret, also woke up at this moment, he decided to live in Penglai Immortal Island for a long time, ignoring anything, just cleaning the Immortal Island of the Ten Thousand Saints Dynasty, wanting to wash away the mistakes he had made.

Over the years, although Zhang Zichen, Duanmu Batian and the others had already forgiven Han Li and didn't care about the mistakes he had made before, Han Li himself was still pure and couldn't forgive himself.

Therefore, until now, Han Li was punishing himself.

But seriously, after so many years of pure heart and few desires, Han Li's cultivation has greatly advanced, and now he is already in the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and he is only one step away from entering the True Monarch realm.

Therefore, if a monk wants to achieve something on the way to cultivating immortals, his mentality is very important.

Zhang Zichen didn't expect that Han Li's heart couldn't be let go to this day.

So he persuaded and said, "Uncle Han Li, no one wants to do anything before, and I also know that you are for the good of Penglai Immortal Island, so no one blames you, you don't have to do the work of cleaning the Immortal Island of the Ten Thousand Saints Dynasty Sect anymore." ”

"No, the real person. Han Li smiled slightly, "A mistake is a mistake, I, Han Li, owe you and Penglai Immortal Island, and this will never change." ”

"This ...... Alas!" Zhang Zichen knew that Han Li would still say the same thing if he continued to persuade like this.