After appeasing the women, he summoned the golden butler. This man has always been here, and he seems to be just an inconsequential person. However, Zhang Genliu always felt that he had some other identity.

After a few words, nothing came out. In desperation, Zhang Genliu went to the cultivation room. Because it was previously in the dungeon, it was not fully recovered.

Once again, the power of the bloodline has proven to be unsuitable for combat under all circumstances. And fighting with the power of the bloodline is very risky. If there are no companions by one's side, the enemy only needs to delay for a certain amount of time, and then he will die.

Also, in the eyes of high-ranking monks, casting the King Enchantment is no different from committing suicide. In other words, these two special supernatural powers must not be easily used until they are perfected.

In addition, you need to hone some of your ordinary combat skills, such as palms, knives, fists, fingerings, and so on.

As soon as he entered the cultivation room, Zhang Genliu suddenly remembered that over there in the Soldier God City, Huang Qianhao was still locked up in a secret room. Not to mention this person's combat effectiveness, if he is left alone, then a group army in his hands will become Huang Qianhou's weapon.

There is also Huang Yuren, although this person is not on the stage, he has already controlled most of the members of the Huang family. Thinking of this, Zhang Genliu hurriedly arranged a teleportation array in the cultivation room.

But before that, you still have to control the housekeeper, because this person always gives people a feeling of being unable to see through.

Stealth through the wall, dodging past, the golden butler was instantly restrained, and then planted a divine slave seal on him.

"Master!"

"Who are you?"

"Huang Qianyu!"

"What are you doing at the Jin family?"

"Take care of my son!"

"Who is your son?"

"Huang Linlei! That is, Jin Wenji!"

"What is the relationship between you and Huang Qianhou?"

"Brother!"

"Brother?"

"Yes!"

"A hundred years ago, you also participated in the massacre of the daughters of the Jin family?"

"No, I just want to complete the task assigned by my brother and then take my son to live in the ancestral temple!"

"Since you don't want to stay in Jincheng, why did you arrange for your son to come here?"

"My brother arranged it, he has always been very strong!"

Zhang Genliu nodded, and then asked, "Is your son in your brother's hands now?"

"Yes! He told me to keep watching here!"

"Does Xiaowen know that you are his father?"

"I shouldn't know, my brother doesn't allow us to recognize each other!Master, please help me!" After Huang Qianyu finished speaking, he suddenly knelt down, and he couldn't cry anymore.

"You also know that your son was controlled by the Mojiao people before and killed his adoptive parents!

But that's all for later, everything depends on whether I can rescue Jin Feng and the others!"

"I understand, I understand!"

"I will not enslave you for the rest of your life, and I will release your slavery seal when it is over!"

"No, I can feel the master's slave seal, and it won't bind my mind!"

"Let's talk about this beforehand, I have to go into retreat!" Zhang Genliu finished and flashed in

Cultivation room.

The reason why he didn't tell him that he would go to Bingshen City immediately was because he was worried that Shennu Yin would not be able to control the people who ate Chizhong Pill. Of course, whether Huang Qianyu has ever eaten Chizhong Dan is still unknown.

If what he just said is all false, then he will bring ruin to himself if he rashly confesses to him.

summoned Lao Hua and the others, and asked them to hide in the dark to guard this mansion, and then they were relieved to teleport to the City of Soldiers. Quickly found Huang Qianhao, he was still unconscious.

Then I found Huang Yuren, who was much more sober, and was drinking sobering tea cup after cup at the moment.

Swish!

It was also very easy to plant a slave seal for Huang Yuren.

"Master!"

"Well, I want to ask you something, when did your grandfather give Huang Qianhao the Chizhong Dan?"

"I don't know! I haven't seen my uncle!"

"Then do you know when your grandfather returned to the City Lord's Mansion?"

"It should have been around three o'clock yesterday afternoon!"

"Got it! You give me all my friends now!"

"Huh?"

"It's those monsters you caught!"

"Oooh...... Sorry master, I didn't know they were your friends!" Huang Yuren handed out a small copper bottle as he spoke.

Zhang Genliu took a look, and in addition to the thousands of Void Dragon Clans, there were also tens of thousands of other Void Demon Cultivators. There are also some unknown demon cultivators, and even some are Terran alchemists, Chu Shijian and others are among them.

Fortunately, the space outside this body is relatively large, half the size of the Soldier God City. So they stay inside and don't feel crowded at all.

"These alchemists, have you researched the antidote to Chizhong Dan?"

"No, I just know that the longer a person eats Chizhong Pill, the more difficult it is to remove the medicinal properties. ”

"Okay, you continue to be your eldest young master of the Huang family, I have to take these monks away!" Zhang Genliu finished speaking and was about to leave the mansion.

"Master, will you kill my grandfather?"

"If he is willing to give up everything in front of him, I can keep him from dying!"

"Master misunderstood! I mean, if you're going to kill him, be careful of his robes!"

Zhang Genliu smiled bitterly in his heart when he heard this, even if this guy was planted with a slave mark, his heart still did not recognize his six relatives. However, he said that Huang Qianhou had a dark robe, which surprised Zhang Genliu.

"Does he have any treasures other than the robes?"

"Hmm...... Yes, my grandfather has a treasure sand gourd! Our Huang family's void sand is taken from that copper gourd!"

"Besides, there is no other means of fighting?"

"His combat method is bee needles, which can be combined into formations, and those bee needles are highly poisonous!

It's just that my grandfather's slaves are not easy to deal with, thirty nine-blooded monks, plus eight hundred eight-blooded monks, ordinary people are not opponents at all. ”

"Got it!" Zhang Genliu finally understood why Huang Qianhao lost with an elite army. I haven't been confronting him head-on, just because I'm worried about what will happen to him

Hand.

After Zhang Genliu finished speaking, he ran towards the secret room where Huang Qianhao was being held, and came out a quarter of an hour later. Then he went to find the big water dragon, and then explained some things to Xiao Huang, and then returned to Jincheng.

Thousands of clones were separated from the secret room, and they were arranged to practice various combat skills in the mustard seed tower. And the main body is according to the secret method in the Li Er inheritance, and the huge hairpin sent by the lava turtle is warmed.

According to what Huang Yuren said, Huang Qianhou's bee needle formation has been practiced for tens of thousands of years, and it can be regarded as impeccable. Zhang Genliu believes that the only way to crack this formation is to use brute force.

The opponent's bee needle is a magic weapon, and the speed is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons at all. Even if you use the Great Exorcism Technique, the speed will definitely not be able to match the magic weapon.

Because the biggest benefit of the magic weapon is to let the magic weapon and oneself reach the point of unity of human and instrument.

Fortunately, the secret method of sacrificial refining magic weapons passed down by Li Er is much more sophisticated than most mantras in this world. And with the help of the mustard tower, it can speed up the time by a hundred times, that is, nearly two years.

After half a pillar of incense, the magic weapon was refined, and Zhang Gen stayed in the Chaos Tower and entered the automatic cultivation state.

A thousand clones are already busy on the floors of the Mustard Tower. In particular, the 300 people who practiced the knife technique hard just kept repeating the three splitting techniques, rhythm slash, rhythm slash and breath slash.

The remaining 700 clones are all practicing various other combat skills. Especially the Devil's Palm and Bone Crusher, as well as some fingering.

As for the talismans, refining tools, and alchemy, each of them is being studied by three replicats. Taking advantage of the fact that the automatic exercises had already begun to work, Zhang Genliu came to the dream realm and began to shape his own origin dream.

At the beginning, in the body of the lava turtle, he ate a dream that had been dead for many years, and then he had the current special dream body. And at that time, the heart of Fusang was refined.

For a long time, Zhang Genliu didn't know how to dream, and he didn't know how to plan the dream he wanted. It wasn't until I looked at Li Er's inheritance that I understood the mystery of the dream.

According to the rudiments of Nia Star, it was first intended to shape a planet, and then the continent of Curry.

The idea was good, but it took him almost a month to shape a pebble the size of an egg. At this rate, even on the day of sitting, it will not be able to shape a planet.

Then I looked at the "Dream Sutra" again and carefully studied it more than ten times before I came to a conclusion. In order to create a dream world like Dream Tapir or Duobao Rulai, the dream body must at least reach the main god realm.

And the standard of the main god realm dream body is like Duobao Rulai, with a height of 100,000 zhang. Moreover, it is not enough to reach the realm, it will take at least an ancient time to create a dream world like Duobao Rulai.

Seeing such an explanation, Zhang Genliu in the dream couldn't help but be a little discouraged. Looking at the pebbles in his hand, and then looking at the endless darkness around him, he was somewhat unwilling.

Just as he hesitated, the pebbles in his hand suddenly moved. Originally, I just thought in my mind that if I had a doppelganger, or created some dream creatures, then it wouldn't take so long to create a world.

The idea was just formed, with pebbles in hand

He shuddered. At first, Zhang Genliu thought it was his own delusion, but when he pondered again, the change happened again.

Click...... Squeak squeak......

The pebbles slowly cracked, and the cracks became more and more. It doesn't look like an ordinary pebble, it's more like an egg.

Smack!

Croak...... Croak......

"Ming?" Zhang Genliu was stunned.

A golden toad popping out of a pebble is already an unbelievable thing.

Croak...... Croak......

What's even more strange is that Zhang Genliu actually understood what he meant, he said "I'm hungry".

"You're a dream-like being, and you're hungry, but even if you're hungry, I don't have anything for you to eat! Creating food here is harder than climbing to the sky!"

Croak...... Croak......

"Huh, the fountain of dreams in the dream soul gourd?"

Zhang Genliu took off the gourd on his waist with one hand, pinched the golden toad with the other, and put it directly into his mouth.

Ha~coughcough~~

The gourd is the same size as Zhang Genliu's palm, but the golden toad is only the size of a newborn chick. With such a large gourd mouth, it is obviously not suitable for direct tanks.

The golden toad choked, rolling in mid-air and coughing.

Croak...... Croak......

"Got it, got it, just take a small bowl!" As soon as Zhang Genliu finished speaking, he shouted angrily: "You bastard, where did I get the bowl?"

Quack...... Croak......

The golden toad suddenly closed its eyes after a burst of calling, and did not know what it was muttering.

I saw a faint golden light gradually shining in front of his forehead. When the golden light dissipated, a tattered ceramic bowl was formed.

When I grabbed it, I saw that although this bowl was extremely ugly, it was indeed usable. He poured a bowl of the Fountain of Dreams and handed it to the golden toad, who drank it like a refugee, regardless of the size of his belly.

After counting the breaths, there was not a drop of the fountain of dreams left in the bowl. And the belly of the golden toad is propped up like a leather ball.

"You're full, can you answer my question now?"

"Quack!"

"Are you a born-again Hades?"

"Quack?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid with me, or I won't mind eating you again!"

"Quack~" The golden toad screamed, and was about to run into the darkness.

But how could a small dream creature like him escape from Zhang Genliu's clutches. In an instant, he was caught by two extremely large fingers.

"It seems that you are indeed a hell! In order to avoid future troubles, I can only eat you again!"

"Quack...... The golden toad trembled in fright, but he couldn't break free from those two fingers no matter what.......

"If crying is useful, there will be no dead people in the world!"

"Quack~quack~"

"You begged for mercy like this last time, but then you are still calculating me!"

"Quack~quack~"

"You made this kind of oath last time! And you said it yourself, the oath can't bind you!"

"Quack~quack~"

"Looks like you don't have any new tricks!

Sheng!" Zhang Genliu finished speaking, and was about to stuff the golden toad into his mouth.

"Quack...... Quack...... Quack~"

"What you said is true?"

"Quack!"

"But how do you make me believe it?"

"Quack...... Wail...... Quack ......"

"Forget it, who are you talking about! Our human race can also cultivate golden robes out of thin air? If you say this, you will probably be regarded as a fool by other monks!"

"Quack, quack!" the golden toad finished speaking, using his slender palm to transmit a faint message.

The reason why it is said to be weak is because that wisp of information, when it floats towards Zhang Genliu's eyebrows, is like green smoke, and it may dissipate at any time.

After reading that wisp of information, Zhang Genliu knew that he was not lying this time. And he just said that as long as there is a firm belief in his heart, the dream consciousness will never dissipate, so he can reshape the dream body with the help of that pebble.

(End of chapter)