Out of the main Dan room, Zhang Lifeng returned to his cabin, and carefully cleaned up the things inside, ensuring that there would be no traces of refining the waste Dan, and at the same time left a note to Sun Suten, who broke into the door at any time, with "Sudden emergency, March to enter the WTO!", to prevent Sun Sudo from running wild. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the past three years, Zhang Lifeng has gradually mastered the law of Sun Suteng's refining of the Earth Fire Mixed Yuan Dan, and in the first issue of March, the waste pill that had just been refined for her once a few days ago was enough for her to use for three or four months, so he wrote a three-month return date.

After doing these things, Zhang Lifeng walked out of Danfeng, and before coming to the gate of the Six Arts Gate, he was about to take out the black fire meteorite and walk in the sky, but he was quietly pulled by a person beside him, and the voice came from the side, "Zhang Lifeng is slow, I have something to ask you!"

Zhang Lifeng was taken aback by this person who appeared out of thin air, and turned his head to see that it was Lu Daoren, the top boss of the past three years, who grabbed him.

Lu Daoren came up and grabbed Zhang Lifeng's shoulder, and said affectionately, "How can we talk so politely, I heard that you were called by your master today, and now you have to leave in a hurry, alas, don't get me wrong, I'm not inquiring about your private affairs, it's just that there is one less capable apprentice in my Dan room, I have to ask where he is, if Meng Daoren supports you to do something you don't want to do......"

Speaking of this, Lu Daoren couldn't help patting his chest and said, "You might as well jump to me to do it, and the treatment will satisfy you!"

Hearing these words, Zhang Lifeng frowned, he was not a novice in the workplace, so he didn't believe that this Lu Daoren was for his own good, he just wanted to know the information of Meng Daoren from his own mouth.

However, this Lu Dao man is not thin on himself, so he pressed a hundred spirit stones for his own use in renting the Dan furnace, so he should leak some information to him, and this Lu Dao man has an extraordinary background, and it is not bad to leave a way back.

So Zhang Lifeng said, "Don't hide it from Daoist Lu, today I was stopped by the master, I haven't seen him for three years, I didn't think that he had reached the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, he arranged a task, but, it's just ......"

Zhang Lifeng pretended to be embarrassed, looking unspeakable.

Lu Daoren hurriedly comforted, "Everyone is a disciple of Danfeng, doing things for the Great Elder, if there is anything you can't say, Zhang Lifeng, you don't have to say it!"

Zhang Lifeng shouted in his heart, what do you mean to do things for the Great Elder, if you really do things for the Great Elder, can you not tell you, there must be someone else behind you!

However, on the surface, Zhang Lifeng still said respectfully, "Daoist Lu don't be embarrassed, I was entrusted by the master this time, it is not easy to leak, I can only say that this is a private matter, an inconsequential private matter!"

"Oh!" Lu Daoren's eyes rolled a few times, and he arched his hand, "Since it is a private matter, I won't ask any more, and I wish Zhang Lifeng all the best for you!"

Zhang Lifeng also took advantage of the situation and said, "Thank you Daoist Lu, the disciple will leave." ”

After speaking, Zhang Lifeng took out the black fire meteorite from the Qiankun bag, jumped up, injected fire spiritual power into his feet, and suddenly a black fire erupted from the tail of the black fire meteorite, and took Zhang Lifeng to the sky quickly, the speed was far faster than Wang Tianming's brush.

Looking at Zhang Lifeng's distant back, Lu Daoren, who was originally smiling kindly, began to have a gloomy face, his eyebrows locked, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Lifeng stood on top of the black iron and soared into the sky, although it had been some time since he stepped into the seventh layer of qi refining, flying with his whole body wrapped in spiritual energy not only consumed spiritual energy, but also slowed down.

This time, standing on top of the black iron, with a little firepower, he galloped out like a jet skateboard in a modern science fiction movie, the wind blew through Zhang Lifeng's long hair, he felt endless freedom, he wanted to know, under this sky, how fast he could fly, how high he could fly!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Lifeng used all the fire spiritual power around him with all his strength, and injected it into this black fire meteorite, a large amount of black fire erupted from behind the meteorite, and it suddenly accelerated, Zhang Lifeng was caught off guard, and almost threw it off from above, but fortunately, thanks to his strength, he stabilized his center of gravity after dancing with his hands, and went up against the wind, and the scenery around him retreated at high speed, Zhang Lifeng immediately laughed, "Wow, it's so cool, I want to see who will be faster than me and who will be freer than me, hahahaha......"

Since Zhang Lifeng crossed over to this Kyushu world, he has been cautious everywhere, seeking survival in the bandits' nest, surviving in the Six Arts Gate, always conscientious, self-denying, and courteous, it can be said that he has been wearing a mask and being a man, and it is rare to have a happy face.

Now Zhang Lifeng is flying alone in the sky, flying with speed and passion, freedom and boldness, for a while he seems to relax himself, like a child, in the speed of the gallop to get a simple pleasure......

The black fire meteor came from the south, the blue-haired young man in a long shirt headed a sword, and calmed the world with a sword, who in Kyushu didn't know you!

Zhang Lifeng's hegemony in the world has officially started from this moment, but he himself has not yet known that like a meteorite, like a flowing fire, soaring among the clouds, like a bird, enjoying this rare happiness.

Dali is a small country on the border of Chu, to be exact, it is just a small country with a hundred miles of land. It is precisely because it is small and willingly submits to the state of Chu that it can exist for a long time.

The capital of Dali is called Changming City, and the city is also noisy and lively, prosperous and rich, and large households gather.

In the best part of the Dali Palace, there is a huge mansion standing, it is the location of the Zhao family, the largest family in Dali, the imperial city does not fall, the Zhao Mansion does not die, the so-called wealthy family, nothing more than this!

Zhao San is responsible for the reception at the door of the Zhao Mansion, his surname is Song, because the three generations of the family are slaves in the Zhao family, when he gave birth to him, his father begged the direct children of the Zhao family to let him give the child a name, at that time, the Zhao family was drunk and nonsense, and gave him the name of Zhao San.

This is equivalent to the Zhao family giving him the surname Zhao, and the Song family was overjoyed, so they let the child have the surname Zhao, and it is also a loss that Zhao Sanmou has the easy job of receiving him at the door.

However, this Zhao San was not satisfied, in the process of ushering in the pick-up, he trained a pair of fiery eyes, if the big family came, he would be hospitable and satisfied, if the poor and sour people came, he would do everything possible to block and make them retreat.

Over time, he was satisfied with this change of role, in the face of high-ranking officials and nobles, he was a small man, groveling, and in the face of poor and sour people, he was a big man and extremely noble.

There was nothing to do today, except for some young masters and sons who called friends to go to erosion as usual, no one came and went, and Zhao San also leaned on the chair and took a nap.

At this moment, a handsome young man wearing a dark robe and a little excited walked over.

Zhao San's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the future people, as the saying goes, don't bully the poor with less money, but in reality it is a counterword, the young man is nine out of ten poor, and he sees that this young man is alone, he is dressed quite ordinarily, and the expression on his face does not have the feeling of being the first in the world that everyone is proud of.

After sweeping it at a glance, Zhao San defined this young man, a poor and sour villain, who either came to Zhao Mansion to ask for a job, or found a lot of troublesome households to climb the relationship, so Zhao San didn't even raise his eyes, and continued to lie on the seat to nap, and the afterglow of the falling mountain fell on his body, which was also comfortable.