Sitting on the back of the iron-spine winged tiger, the majesty was gently blowing, and Zhang Hao's heart was ethereal.

Last night, I stayed awake all night in the camp around the Divine Tree, and according to the cultivation method of Leaving the Divine Decision, based on the phantom physical strength, he cultivated the Divine Soul all night with the elemental power of the five elements of heaven and earth. A looming mist had already condensed on the void reflected by the Divine Soul Gate in the brain domain, which made Zhang Hao excited.

People are like that. When something belongs to you, you always put it on the shelf, and even as the years go by, you gradually forget it in an unknown corner and become a dispensable thing. But if such a thing is in the hands of others, it will attract countless envy. One day, in a strange corner, wipe off the dust, find that what you desire has always existed, some people will choose to cherish, but the original envy is no longer there, and many people will still choose to continue to forget, this is not self-deception, but a kind of inertial consciousness of helplessness.

Zhengyuan Dalu has had no shortage of talented people in the past generations, but anyone who has the ultimate divine soul is qualified to climb the peak of this Shijie's strength. But only a few of the 100 people can be promoted to summon the Divine Master, why?

Maybe the objective conditions occupy a part, but most of them have grown up in the pursuit and superior environment of countless people around them, and subjectively choose to enjoy and compliment, and then barren their cultivation. As Twilight grows older, they may still curse on their deathbed the people who gathered around them all day in their youth to flatter and praise them. Because it is these people who breed the vanity of the heart, and cause the talent to be wasted, and the life is miserable. But there are also some people who will come to their senses, but in the end, that realization can only turn into a weak sigh, unable to return to the past, unable to return to heaven, and the only choice is this remnant life.

Zhang Hao prepared for the worst from the beginning of his soul hidden disease. Even after the Illusionist Association's divine soul identification, it once made him depressed and even despaired. It wasn't until the appearance of Chan Qian that he brought him new hope. This hope swelled with the desire for cultivation.

Therefore, when the dead qi in the brain domain was removed by the divine tree, Zhang Hao cherished the opportunity opened by the divine soul, no matter how strong the strength was, this cherished obsession hovered in his heart, which was also the foundation of his heart to become a peerless powerhouse in the future

"Brother, this time I voluntarily gave up the huge worship of the royal family and went to Zhongping Academy with you to teach, how about it?Let Xiao Hao become my personal disciple?" After learning about Zhang Hao's divine soul talent last night, coupled with the collapse of the Holy Illusion Divine Tree, Zhai Qing just opened his mouth to mention it, and Mao Jie, who knew the deep meaning, chose to agree without hesitation.

"It's beautiful to think! The old man is just Xiao Hao's exclusive teacher. If you want, you can become a practical instructor in charge of the senior year in the academy, and how about a training teacher who is also Xiaohao and Xiaopang?"

"You!"

Looking at Zhai Qing's face of protecting the calf, Mao Jie said with a smile: "If you have it, you will have to train the teacher." If it weren't for these two talents, with our strength, it would be no problem to teach at the Elemental Illusionist Academy!"

said this, but Mao Jie was happy in his heart. If students want to quickly improve their strength, experience is the most important link, and the experience teacher is responsible for the safety of students going out to practice. In addition, they can be regarded as the only people that students can rely on during the training process.

In other words, if the theoretical teacher can let the students know this shijie, then the experienced teacher is to lead the students to really enter this shijie. Therefore, the latter plays a very important role in the academy.

Seeing Mao Jie looking at Zhang Hao and the fat man with fiery eyes again, Zhai Qing shook his head with a smile and sighed: "Old Mao, I didn't expect our brothers to have such a day of cooperation. ”

Hearing this, Mao Jie retracted his gaze and sighed: "I still remember that after graduating from the Elemental Illusionist Academy together, we were homeless and powerless, and we have always been training together. In the follow-up, in order to improve his strength, he inherited the cultivation resources rewarded by the Illusionist Association, and he had been in the Broken Soul Mountain Range and the Desperate Swamp for nearly twenty years, and both of them were promoted to the Summoning Legend level. ”

"It's a pity that since then, I have been long-hearted, and you have taken refuge in the royal family. A hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye, and it is really emotional!" Zhai Qing continued with emotion.

"If you hadn't married your sister-in-law, I would have been alone, how could I have taken refuge in the royal family?" Glancing at Zhai Qing, Mao Jie said bitterly: "Don't you believe me last night, do you really think that I have changed over the years and become a member of the royal family?"

"Things are not people! Mainly Xiao Hao......"

"Brother, I understand you! Don't say it again, I'm still the same Mao Mao as I was at the beginning! I haven't changed a bit!" Mao Jie stretched out his hands to hold Zhai Qing's hands with a sincere face, and his tone was sincere.

Seeing this passionate scene, the fat man frowned, subconsciously glanced down at his crotch, and then turned his head to look at Zhang Hao, with a glint in his eyes: Mouse!

Looking at the meaningful eyes, Zhang Hao nodded approvingly, and the message in his eyes also conveyed: This name!

In the conversation of several people and the slightly obscene eye contact, the huge wheel frame of Shui Chang Chengchi gradually appeared in the field of sight.

"Dean, we won't go to the academy today. I have been a little tired in the past two days, how about you help me and Fat Brother ask Teacher Sun for a leave?" As the Iron Spine Winged Tiger flew into the high altitude of Shuichang City, Zhang Hao looked down and spoke a little embarrassed. Now that he has the guidance of Zen Qian, and he has also cultivated the Divine Determination, he can't wait to go back to the penance of cultivating the Divine Soul and feel the wonder of resonating with heaven and earth step by step.

Seeing the impatient look on Zhang Hao's face, Zhai Qing smiled and nodded, not thinking much about it, just thinking that the other party was anxious to see his relatives, he nodded at the moment and said, "It's okay, the old man has already informed Teacher Sun in advance." Besides, once the increase of the Holy Illusion Divine Tree is selected, it extends the meridians in the body, and it really has to rest for a few days to stabilize its strength. ”

After that, Zhai Qing smiled and said, "Actually, I have long wanted to visit your mother and that senior, but at the beginning of the academy, I have not been able to find an opportunity. Let's go and see it with Brother Mao this time!"

"Hey, go to my house, I guess the dean doesn't want to go back to the college. The fat man grinned.

"Oh, why is that?"

"My Zhao Niang's craftsmanship is good! After you go to taste the food she makes, it is estimated that you will not go for two days, and your stomach will not agree. As Zhai Qing's heart moved, the Iron Spine Winged Tiger swooped down in one direction, and vaguely saw the familiar building through the heavy wind, and the fat man said with pride on his face.

"Then I really want to see it, the old man usually loves food!"

"Whoosh"

Zhai Qing smiled in response, there was still more than thirty zhang away from the ground, and the body of the iron-spine two-winged tiger gradually turned into an illusory figure in the extremely fast dive, and then Zhai Qing waved his hand, and the golden power filled the air, wrapping the bodies of several people into it, and falling smoothly to the ground.

Looking at the familiar door, a touch of ecstasy appeared on the fat man's face, and he rushed out with an arrow step, and his big voice sounded: "The fat brother is back!"

After a long time of shouting, the fat man's brows furrowed slightly. If there is no accident, the time should be during breakfast, usually Zhao Lan is the most important children's work and rest time, this habit and rules have never changed, but at this moment no one answered, it seemed very strange.

"Bell"

"Mother, I'm back!"

After a while, no one answered, Zhang Hao's face changed, he walked quickly, knocked on the door, and shouted loudly.

"Squeak"

The courtyard door opened, and then Zhang Hao saw Uncle Ge and Menghai squeezing out a smile with a heavy face, and their eyes were a little flickering.

There was a sigh in his heart, and suddenly a trace of uneasiness appeared in his heart, feeling that Uncle Ge and Menghai's faces were wrong, Zhang Hao hurriedly said: "Uncle Ge, Uncle Menghai, what's wrong with you?

"Xiao Hao...... This ......"

Glimpsing a little embarrassed on Uncle Ge's face, Menghai pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Hao, something happened to Sister Zhao!"

"What?"

Looking at the heaviness on Menghai's face, Zhang Hao's face changed, his entire heart was temporarily suffocated, and his body took two steps back almost uncontrollably, but he was held by the fat man on one side.

Swallowing his throat deeply, Zhang Hao grinded the soles of his feet, his figure burst out, and directly pushed away Menghai and the fat man.

After running into the courtyard, Zhang Hao jumped directly to the second floor of the pavilion, took a few steps, and pushed open the room where Zhao Lan lived.

In his eyes, Zhang Hao, who had already opened his brain domain, clearly found that Zhao Lan's room was occupied by a rich water element at the moment, and wisps of illusory mist filled the room, blocking the view. Faintly visible, the bed in the center of the room was covered with ice, and a figure was frozen in ice. Around the bed, Bing Yao, Shui Qingqing, and Bing Bo all stretched out their palms and pressed them on top of the huge ice cubes, and their faces were full of solemnity.

"Bang"

The black force erupted in vain, shaking out a ripple and dispersing the mist around him, this sudden change made the eyelids of the three Bingyao people around the bed fluctuate slightly, but then the faces of the three of them regained their solemnity, and the strength in their hands maintained a steady output state, constantly surging towards the ice on the bed.

Raising his eyes to see Zhang Hao's figure, Mengyu, who was sitting on the side of the house and meditating with his eyes closed, stood up softly, walked a few steps, and said, "Brother Hao!"

Gently brushing away Meng Yurou's raised arm, Zhang Hao's mouth opened slightly, staring at the figure in the almost transparent ice cube with an incredible face, and when he got closer and clearly saw that kind face, he was shocked, and the tears in the corners of his eyes slipped down almost instantly.

"Mother!"

At this moment, Zhao Lan was frozen in the ice, her face was covered with wrinkles, and her face was pale without a trace of ruddyness. The long black hair that had been there was now white hair, and the skin of the exposed arms was as dry as dehydration, and wrinkles twisted like tree bark could be clearly seen. Although separated by a thick layer of ice, Zhang Hao could still feel Zhao Lan's old age when his life was almost exhausted.

The palms of his hands trembled and rubbed against the surface of the ice, and after a long time, Zhang Hao suddenly turned his head as if he was crazy, and roared: "What the hell is wrong with your mother!"

The roar arrived without warning, and Meng Yurou trembled, as if she was startled. Looking at the hideous look on Zhang Hao's face, the corners of her eyes were sour, and the corners of her eyes, which had already left a lot of tears, were sour again, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks