There is only one mountain road leading to the eighth peak, and there is a man-high barren grass growing on both sides, which has obviously been abandoned for a long time.

In the evening, Zangtian finally found an abandoned cave mansion and simply cleaned it as his future home.

Several sets of simple formations were arranged at the entrance of the cave, mainly used to isolate the divine sense from probing, and when someone came, Zangtian could know it as soon as possible.

After preparation, Zangtian took out a piece of tortoise shell, saying that it was not a tortoise shell, I don't know what material it is, it looks like jade but not jade, like stone and not stone, it is extremely strong, and the sharpest spear in the clan can not leave the slightest trace on the tortoise shell. The carapace is covered with tortoiseshell-like lines, so the Tibetan sky calls it a tortoise shell.

It is said that the tortoise shell was brought back by the empress, and it was sealed together with Zangtian for 10,000 years, and it has long been connected by blood.

The tortoise pattern seems to be eternal, and it seems to be changing all the time, and Kurten has been studying tortoise shells since the day he was born, but it seems that ordinary tortoise shells still hide a lot of secrets.

Zangtian saw a technique from the turtle pattern, which was also the exercise he had been practicing before, called: Immortal and Indestructible. Cultivate to the extreme immortality of the physical body and the immortality of the soul, and achieve true great freedom.

It's a pity that the exercises are incomplete, there is only a physical body scroll, no divine soul scroll, and the divine soul cannot reach the strength to support the physical body, which is why the Tibetan Heaven breakthrough failed and accidentally cultivated a clone.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Zangtian still decided to cultivate the Immortal and Immortal Exercises, just because it was indeed very powerful, much more powerful than all the exercises in the small world of the Tibetan Netherworld.

The strange grunt pulled Zangtian back from his thoughts, he was hungry, and what it was like to be hungry was known to ordinary people.

Zangtian didn't know, it was the first time he felt hungry, from the moment he opened his eyes, he would cultivate, absorb the aura of heaven and earth without eating at all, at most he was occasionally curious to eat some spiritual fruits.

The current Tibetan Heaven is no longer the majestic Hidden Heaven with spiritual power, and he is now just a teenager who has not had time to cultivate after failing to break the mirror, and he is hungry and can't cook, what should he do?

"Young Master, Young Master Daotian?" came Xiao Asan's shout from outside the cave mansion.

Zangtian got up and went out of the cave to see Xiao Ah San looking for him in the mountains.

"The young master has finally found you. Seeing Zangtian Xiao Ah San running over excitedly.

"What are you looking for me?" asked Zangtian.

"It's getting dark, I think you probably haven't eaten yet, so I'll bring you something to eat. Xiao Ah San took out two white-flour steamed buns from the package, and continued: "I went home after registering, Daddy has been much better after taking the elixir, he asked me to thank you, thank you young master for saving your life." ”

Zangtian looked at Xiao Ah San incomprehensibly, what does an elixir full of impurities have to do with saving his father's life.

Seeing that he was puzzled, Xiao Ah San explained: "Daddy was injured a few days ago, if it weren't for the elixir given by the young master, Daddy wouldn't have lived for a few days." ”

"Gollum, Gollum," Zangten's stomach cried out at an inopportune time.

Xiao Asan handed over the white steamed bun with interest.

"Thank you. Zangtian said politely, since the appearance of Ah San, you can see that his family background is definitely not good, steamed buns must be very expensive for their family, although Zangtian has never been in the world, but there are also many ordinary people in the small world, a person who can take out what he is reluctant to eat, and he is also a person who values love and righteousness.

Zangtian took a bite of the steamed bun, it was delicious, sweeter and more delicious than the spirit fruit in the clan.

"By the way, young master, I have also joined the eighth peak, and I will be able to serve you by your side in the future. Xiao Asan said happily that it was a very happy thing to be by Zangtian's side.

"Don't call me young master in the future. Zangtian said that he didn't like the title, just as he didn't like others to call him patriarch.

"Then I'll call you Senior Brother in the future. Xiao Ah San said with a smile.

"Good. Zangtian agreed, and the senior brother seemed more cordial.

"Senior brother, I'll go to the Tibetan Artifact Pavilion tomorrow to choose a magic weapon, will you go with you?" Xiao Ah San asked with big eyes.

"No, I won't. Zangtian said, the Tibetan Weapon Pavilion is full of ordinary magic weapons, he can't look at it, with his status in the Tibetan Underworld, there are piles of magic weapons, and the spiritual weapons are all pinched casually, and even the artifacts have been used several times, thinking of the white jade tortoise shell on his body, although he doesn't know what grade it is, but it will definitely not be lower than the artifact.

"That's right, how could Senior Brother look at the magic weapons in the Hidden Weapon Pavilion. Xiao Ah San said enviously, he had already regarded Zangtian as the son of a great family sent to the Purple Hanging Sect to cultivate.

After eating the steamed buns, Xiao Asan found a slightly smaller cave next to the Tibetan Heaven Cave Mansion to serve the Tibetan Heavens.

After returning to the cave mansion, Zangtian opened the formation, and took out the white jade tortoise shell, which can be integrated into the body and has its own storage space.

The divine sense swept over the tortoise shell, and poured out a large number of spirit stones, medicinal materials, and rare metals from it, including phoenix blood stones, void real gold, obsidian, and potpourri, if anyone saw it, they would definitely feel that the hidden sky was very luxurious, you must know that even the Purple Hanging Sect did not have a piece of void real gold, and there were only a few grains of obsidian.

The resources were all brought out from the Tibetan Netherworld, although they didn't bring much, but they were enough to cultivate the immortal immortal immortal body scroll to a heavy heaven, and they barely had a little self-preservation.

The reason why this cave was chosen is because it used to be the cave of alchemists, and there was a natural earth fire that could smelt spirit stones and metals.

Pour everything into the stone pit, attract the earth fire to smelt, wait until the spirit stone and metal turn into liquid, and add the potpourri and twin grass that neutralize the violent aura, and then Zangtian also jumps in.

The flesh body roll is to absorb all kinds of energy and forcibly transform the skin, muscles and bones of the body.

If the stone pit is a furnace ding, then Zangtian is the main medicine.

It was very painful at first, it was caused by the violent aura brutally tearing open the skin, and soon Zangtian became a bloody man, with a large amount of bloodshot in his eyes, although he had experienced such pain once, but Zangtian still did not have the slightest preparation.

Dense beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead, and then they were immediately evaporated by the heat of the earth fire, turning into a mist and rising up.

The fishy smell of blood and the scent of medicinal herbs were mixed together, and they were imprisoned in the cave by the formation.

The pain was followed by a sour and itchy sensation, and the spiritual power tore through the skin and soaked into the bone marrow through the blood, like hundreds of millions of ants crawling over the heart.

Zangtian gritted his teeth and insisted, cultivation has never been a simple thing, and if you want to have high returns, you must also have the perseverance to endure inhuman torture.

After a day and a night, Zangtian's skin became tougher and his bones were clearer, this was not enough, there was still a distance from refining the body to become a heavy heaven, and this torture would last for at least ten days.

At noon, Zangtian suddenly interrupted his cultivation, and someone came.

Xiao Ah San came back, he was carried back, and he was obviously seriously injured in a languishing appearance.

The disciples from the outer mountains threw the seriously injured Xiao Ah San to the entrance of the cave in Zangtian.

Zangtian walked quickly to Xiao Ah San's side to check his injury, it was very serious, many bones were shattered all over his body, even a few meridians were broken, and Xiao Ah San had already fainted in pain after being so seriously injured.

If you don't treat it in time, you can only be paralyzed in bed, let alone cultivation, and even life will be a problem, but who can save such a serious injury?

Fortunately, he met Zangtian, the patriarch of the Tibetan underworld.

Although the resurrection pill cannot really play the role of the flesh and bones of the living and dead, it can still be used to connect the bones and continue the meridians.

Reaching into his arms, he took out the Resurrection Pill from the tortoise shell, and Zangtian glanced at it painfully, he only had three pills, and it was also the only three pills in the Tibetan Underworld, which was used to save his life at a critical moment, which showed that the pill was really expensive.

Such an important elixir, now Zangtian did not hesitate to give it to a "stranger" who had only known him for more than a day.

After eating the pill, Xiao Ah San woke up faintly, there was still the fragrance of the pill in his mouth, and he felt it silently, the broken bones were connected, the broken veins returned to normal, and even the cultivation of the third stage of refining the body had also been refined to reach the fourth stage of the refining body.

You don't have to think about it to know how expensive the pill that Zangtian fed to himself is.

"Senior brother!" Xiao Ah San shouted weakly, "It's not worth wasting your really expensive pill for someone like me. ”

"Everyone is equal, how can there be a difference between the lowly, besides, didn't I also eat your steamed buns? Zangtian smiled and said indifferently, there are ordinary people in the small world, but Zangtian has never thought that he is nobler than them.

"In the future, Ah San's life will be my brother's. Fifteen-year-old Xiao Asan said loudly.

"Who injured you?" asked Zangtian in a cold voice, Xiao Ah San was the first person he had met in this world, and he had already regarded him as a friend.

"Han Qiao. Xiao Asan said hatefully: "It's the one who trampled me under my feet before." ”

"You two have a grudge?" asked Zangtian.

"Well, my dad was injured by him. Xiao Ah San said sadly, he originally thought that he would be able to change his fate by joining the Purple Hanging Sect, but when he met Han Qiao today, he realized that he was still an ant that could be kneaded by others.

"You have a good rest, don't practice these days, I'll go to avenge you. Zangtian said coldly, really angry.