Yuan Yangzi also didn't notice Zhang Zichen's expression and emotional changes, so he continued: "Although Huang Fuqi only has a metallic physique, he is also a genius of the heavens, and his lifespan of two thousand years is given to him, and he specializes in one physique, and he can completely break through the next layer of realm at will, or the next level of realm. ”

Glancing up at Zhang Zichen, Yuan Yangzi said: "In this way, his lifespan will be doubled again, from the Earth Immortal to the Heavenly Immortal, he can live for four thousand years, and when he enters the Great Luo Golden Immortal from the Heavenly Immortal, he can even live to ten thousand years." ”

After a pause, Yuan Yangzi asked again: "So, Huangfu Qi can enter the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, or the more powerful Dao Monarch, Saint Monarch and Great Emperor, but what about you?"

"Me?" Zhang Zichen didn't know why.

"Yes, but you, Zi Chen!" Yuan Yangzi said in an accentuated tone, "If you cultivate seven physiques at a time, or nine physiques, it will delay your cultivation speed, and you will need more time to cultivate." So within 2,000 years, you may be very likely to not be able to break through to the next level of realm, and you will die of old age. ”

After hearing so much, Zhang Zichen seemed to feel a little touched: "Then according to what the real person of the Palm Sect said, one attribute of Huangfuqi is much stronger than my nine attributes?"

"No, although his cultivation speed is faster than yours, on the contrary, you are much stronger than him. Yuan Yangzi shook his head and said, "Although I am using this metaphor, we cultivators can often cultivate two, three, four, or maybe five attributes within the same two thousand years. Because these attributes are the most attributes that we can accept, in short, I have never heard of a person who cultivates nine attributes at the same time. ”

At this point, Zhang Zichen finally understood a little: "Sect Master, do you mean that although I have nine attributes and nine primordial gods, I don't have to cultivate them one by one, I only need to cultivate four or five physiques, which is enough?"

"Well! that's what I meant. Yuan Yangzi smiled, "If you think that six or seven attributes are acceptable, then you can cultivate one or two more." However, I want to remind you that as for the two demon attributes, darkness and light, not to mention our Penglai Immortal Island, even if it is the entire continent, there is almost no knowledge and cultivation methods in this area. So I suggest that you cultivate several other physiques first, and these two ......"

"I see. "Zhang Zichen is not a stupid person," the true person in charge of the sect meant that these two physiques involved the grievances of the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Clan, and we didn't have to cultivate, we could give them up completely. ”

"Hehe, if you understand what I mean, I'm relieved. Yuan Yangzi said with a smile.

"Thank you for the reminder. Zhang Zichen said respectfully, "I will meditate and see how many physiques I can cultivate, and I will definitely choose to cultivate the corresponding attributes within my tolerance." ”

Today, Yuan Yangzi explained a lot to Zhang Zichen, and he raised his head and looked outside the main hall.

"It's raining outside. Yuan Yangzi closed his eyes and said softly, "It's dawn, you go back and think carefully, those books I let you read, take a closer look." Tonight, I will take you to Alchemy Island to absorb the Taiyin True Fire, and first cultivate your fire attribute primordial god. ”

He was a little excited at the thought that from tonight onwards, Zhang Zichen would be able to cultivate his first Fire Attribute Yuan Shen.

"That palm teaches the real person, and the disciple retires first. Zhang Zichen saw that Yuan Yangzi had closed his eyes, and he didn't say much, and after getting up, he walked straight to the door of the main hall.

Outside the main hall, the sky was gloomy and the drizzle was continuous, and it never stopped.

Coming to the door of the main hall, Zhang Zichen glanced up at the gray sky, and took a deep breath of the moist air, in the air, there seemed to be a little salty smell of seawater.

didn't have time to think about it, Zhang Zichen braved the drizzle and walked along the square into the distance.

Near the entrance of the Penglai Immortal Palace, there is already a clear rule that in order to respect the ancestors and elders, it is not allowed to use flying swords at will nearby.

No one is going to break this rule.

Of course, Zhang Zichen also followed firmly, and he walked along the rain-soaked Baiyu Square all the way.

In the distance of the White Jade Square, there is a red line one day, and when you go there, you can fly with Edgeworth.

After half a pillar of incense, Zhang Zichen walked to the red line, controlled the flying sword on his back, flew directly, escaped into the clouds and mist, and disappeared.

And just after Zhang Zichen disappeared into the clouds, a young man dressed in black stood in the rain, his eyebrows locked, he took a deep breath, and finally sacrificed a black flying sword and flew in another direction.

The drizzle was not heavy, but the air was slightly cold.

Jiang Wen was drenched in this drizzle, and he didn't use his true qi to protect himself, allowing them to blow on his face and body.

Jiang Wen felt that in this way, he could stay sober and then admonish the master.

The black sword flew through the clouds and mist, bypassing a figure and floating islands, and finally flew to the Flying Immortal Island.

Jiang Wen directly controlled the flying sword and landed outside the main hall gate of the Flying Immortal Island.

At this time, he heard a violent and painful cough sound from inside the main hall: "Cough cough cough cough!"

This coughing sound seemed to cough up the blood in the throat, and it seemed to cough out all the internal organs and heart.

In short, this cough is very scary.

Alas, Master's injuries are getting worse!

Jiang Wen sighed in his heart, and strode inside.

Suddenly, a vigilant voice came from the dark hall: "Who is it!?"

Jiang Wen paused and stopped: "Master, it's me." ”

"You, you're not spying on Zhang Zichen, why are you coming back now?" Behind the main hall, a short and emaciated figure slowly walked out, "Jiang Wen, is there a good time now?"

Jiang Wen shook his head and said, "Master, now that your injuries have worsened, and it is impossible for Zhang Zichen to leave the island alone, we can't wait for a good time." ”

The short figure who came out, playing with two crystal beads the size of a ping-pong ball, one red and one green, in his right hand, said with a wry smile: "But on this fairy island, how should we start?"

Jiang Wen took a deep breath and said what he thought in his heart: "Master, these days, Zhang Zichen has not only recovered from his injuries. In the past ten days, he went to the Penglai Immortal Hall every night to study, and every time he walked out of the main hall, his aura would change slightly, and I felt that he was slowly getting stronger. ”

"Alas!" Tong Feiming sighed, "This senior brother of mine is also too good to Zhang Zichen, and he actually taught him personally!"

"Master, don't wait for Zhang Zichen's cultivation to increase, when we are not opponents, then it will be too late. Jiang Wendao.

"Hmm......" Tong Fei replied, thinking for a long time before saying, "It seems that it's time for us to do it." ”

Jiang Wen was overjoyed, he really couldn't imagine that he had easily persuaded the master now.