Qing Lao glanced at Zhang Yang, who was contemplative, and with a flick of his palm, three things appeared in front of Zhang Yang: a broken book, two jade vials, and a silver armor that emitted a silver light. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little guy, after the teacher leaves, don't worry about the cultivation, you are already a martial arts cultivator, the next thing to do is to keep practicing hard and make yourself stronger. Of course, you are the only apprentice of the teacher, and the teacher doesn't want me to kill him as soon as I leave on the front foot, so some life-saving means still have to be left for you!"

After finishing speaking, Qing Lao pointed to the three things in front of him.

"This piece of silver armor is called 'Streamer', it is a protective boutique obtained by the master in his early years, with your current realm in the middle of the mortal realm, as long as you input the vitality of heaven and earth, you can resist the blow of the Great Yuan Shi without dying. But you have to keep in mind that every time you use this silver armor, the demand for Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is extremely great, according to my estimate, with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi stored in your body now, you can barely activate the protective effect of 'Streamer' once, after one time, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in your body will be consumed, and then you will become a chopping board to get fish and meat for others to slaughter. So, remember, don't use 'streamer' lightly until it's a matter of life and death. ”

"You can resist the great master with one blow and don't die......"

Zhang Yang's muttered words were accompanied by brighter and brighter eyes, and finally he hurriedly took off his coat and put on the "streamer" close to his body, like a beggar who had not worn clothes for more than ten years suddenly saw a gorgeous robe.

Zhang Yang got dressed, patted his chest with both hands, and then thought that there were two more things, the first one gave him such a big surprise, so the next one ......

Qing Lao seemed to know Zhang Yang's mood at this time, and he didn't sell anything more, and pointed to the two jade vials.

"These are two bottles of pills, martial artists often get injured during their cultivation, so some life-saving pills are still necessary, the cyan bottle is filled with "Resurrection Pill", this is a bottle of life-saving pills, no matter how seriously you are injured, as long as there is still a breath, this small pill will pull you back from the ghost gate before the gate. ”

"The white bottle is filled with the "Restoration Pill", this is a bottle of pill that helps you quickly absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, in the process of your struggle with others, if the vitality of heaven and earth is exhausted, eating a pill of this pill can allow you to recover the vitality of heaven and earth in your body in a short time. Although these foreign objects will provide great help to martial cultivators, in the final analysis, the strength of one's own strength is the most important thing, so I only prepare five of each elixir for you, just hope that you will not rely too much on these foreign objects, but put all your mind into improving your strength!"

In the end, Qing Lao accentuated his tone, although he left these life-saving things, he didn't want to put the cart before the horse, and spent all his energy on how to save his life with the help of external objects, and forgot to increase his chances of survival through hard practice.

Qing Lao saw that Zhang Yang seemed to hear his own instructions, and finally picked up the broken book.

"You are not unfamiliar with this book, it is the formation of the "Eight Dragons Array" that you use for practice every day, when you first got it for the teacher, it was so broken, but the teacher always felt that this "Eight Dragons Array" was not just a simple formation, and the teacher left him to you because you are a unique telepath, maybe you will have the opportunity to discover the secret of the "Eight Dragons Array" in the future!"

Zhang Yang silently took the books and pills handed over by Qing Lao, it seemed that these few small things were heavier than a thousand catties all of a sudden, Qing Lao's seemingly simple arrangement was the greatest care for himself.

"Master......" Zhang Yang bit his lips.

On the contrary, it was the old man's usual free and easy, smiling slightly......

"Little one. Don't be so sad, it's not like you're a teacher and you can't go back, if you have a fate in the future, you still have a chance to meet. Although I am nominally your master, I have not had the opportunity to teach you properly, which is because the teacher has not fulfilled my responsibilities as a master. ”

"But isn't this an opportunity for you, which one of the truly unrivaled powerhouses on the mainland was taught? The so-called master leads the door, and the cultivation is the truth of the individual, I believe that without me by your side, you can still release dazzling brilliance, do you remember your previous ambitions? You don't remember, but you remember it clearly, you don't want to disappoint the teacher!"

Zhang Yang heard Qing Lao say this, his body was straight, he swept away the sadness just now, and said as if he was swearing.

"Master, don't worry, I will do what I say, and the apprentice will definitely let your peerless learning shine again on the Heavenly Continent. ”

"Haha...... Okay......" the old man laughed loudly, "this is what the teacher wants to hear! This is like my apprentice!"

As soon as Zhang Yang saw a flower in front of him, the old man had disappeared in front of him, leaving only bursts of old laughter echoing in his ears!

It has long been strange for the young man's methods to be publicized, but after the old man left, a strong taste of loss hit his heart again......

In the next few days, although there was no supervision from the elders, Zhang Yang still insisted on using his spiritual power to perceive the vitality of heaven and earth, and constantly stored the vitality of heaven and earth in his body, hoping to advance to the late stage of mortal transformation as soon as possible.

It's just that without the host of the old man, the Eight Dragons Array can no longer be used, which makes Zhang Yang very distressed, and Zhang Yang has not thought about studying the layout method of the Eight Dragons Array, but whenever he opens the worn-out book and looks at the crooked lines and obscure words on it, Zhang Yang always has a feeling like facing the heavenly book, which makes Zhang Yang decisively extinguish the idea of studying the Eight Dragons Array.

On this day, Zhang Yang did not meditate and practice as usual, but packed up his belongings in the small shed.

Zhang Yang finally made a decision, since the old man was no longer there, there was no point in continuing to practice in this small valley, Zhang Yang decided to go back to the Sword Pavilion, go to see Uncle Bao and the little fat man Jiang Wen, and then go out to practice.

Zhang Yang used to envy the wandering martial arts cultivators in the book, thinking that they lived the happiest life in the world. Although he is not yet the best among martial arts cultivators, he does not prevent himself from traveling to the mainland at all, and maybe he will encounter some great opportunities, which will also be of great help to his cultivation.

In the warehouse of the Sword Pavilion kitchen, the little fat man Jiang Wenzheng was holding his hands behind his back and pointing at a little boy behind him.

Zhang Yang leaned against a door at the door, clasped his hands, and watched the little fat man perform hard with a smile.

Jiang Wen seemed to have finished teaching the little boy next to him a lesson, sent him to do things, and turned around and secretly wiped a handful of sweat by himself.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhang Yang smiling at him, the little fat man's eyes lit up instantly, he laughed, and rushed towards Zhang Yang, not seeing more than two hundred catties at all.

Zhang Yang watched the little fat man run towards him with his hands outstretched, hurriedly stretched out his arms, and shouted while shaking his hands in a panic.

"Stop, stop, stop, little fat man, don't come here, I can't resist your plump body. ”

I don't know if the little fat man was running too fast, or Zhang Yang said it too late, when Zhang Yang finished speaking, the little fat man Jiang Wen had already pressed himself tightly against the door panel behind him.

Zhang Yang instantly felt as if his chest had been hit head-on by a 10,000-pound boulder, although his head was still exposed, it was already difficult to breathe. Zhang Yang's ears were only left with the "squeak" of the door behind him and the ghost crying wolf howl of the little fat man......