In the hazy vision, the dirty and dilapidated temple gradually faded to gray color, and became more and more light, as if it were just a few lines outlined by ink.

The old beggar who patted the gray steamed bun in distress leaned over, and his vicissitudes of white hair were messy like withered grass, covering the chaotic eyes under the drooping eyelids.

Cry loudly and let the tears wash away or bury the pain.

Zhang Zheng stood up, clutched the two copper plates tightly, and stopped looking at the old beggar and the crying little girl on the ground.

Walking straight towards the outside of the ruined temple, the sky was stormy, thundering and lightning, and she did not stop at all.

The wind howled and swept the heavens and the earth, crumbling, the deafening thunder curbed the remnant clouds, and the lightning was like a dragon traveling through the low-pressure black clouds, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, wild and wanton.

The heavens and the earth are vast, and the dilapidated small temple is like a sand gull on the waves, struggling to die, and only let out a mournful cry.

Zhang Zheng stepped into the stormy wind and waves, calmly raised his head, did not look at the small temple behind him, and looked directly at the roaring dome.

Behind her, the old beggar and the little girl stood side by side behind the broken temple door.

The steamed buns covered with dirt and the copper plates with residual warmth tumbled down to the mud and made three soft sounds.

Their blurred faces were straight to Zhang Zheng's back, their inky pupils reflecting her miniature.

The surrounding scenery is suddenly distorted, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, ruined temples, copper plates...... It's all empty.

Zhang Zheng returned to the front of Xiaoyin Mountain.

"Peek into what is hidden, see what is hidden. It doesn't matter if it's too much or not, the heart often changes. ”

A line of small characters slowly emerged from the empty mountain wall. Unlike the previous eleven people, this one did not pass, and naturally there was no failure.

Zhang Zheng faced Xiaoyin Mountain and stood for a while.

She raised her hand and lightly covered her chest, feeling inexplicably heavy and tired, and simply decided not to go to the thirteenth thousand.

Let's come back later.

On the way back, she didn't rent a spirit animal, she stopped and stopped all the way, slowly, looking at the scenery, listening to the gossip, so leisurely!

"Have you heard, Senior Sister Neimen Lin and Senior Brother Jiang are in love with each other, and they have made a private agreement for life, maybe they will become Taoist couples after a while!"

"You said Jiang Fenglai, Senior Brother Jiang?"

"Of course, apart from Jiang Fenglai from the Fourteen Prefectures of Frost and Cold Sword, who else can be worthy of my peerless Senior Sister Lin!"

"Ah, I envy Senior Sister Lin...... If I could be with Senior Brother Jiang, ah no, even if I just looked at it from afar, I would definitely not wash my eyes for ten years. ”

"Hehe, you said two days ago that if you could kiss Fang Ze with Senior Brother Lin, you would die without regrets......"

……

Sure enough, whether it is in the cultivation realm or the mundane, the gossip about love and love is the most eye-catching.

But, Senior Brother Lin?

Zhang Zheng couldn't help laughing, could it be Senior Brother Lin Yihan? I didn't expect there to be such a die-hard fan sister at the outer gate.

From morning to dusk, Zhang Zheng returned to the courtyard.

As soon as I entered, I saw two little girls who had become big girls practicing swords in the courtyard.

In seven years, the immature little girl has grown into a green girl, with a soft and graceful posture, and a young and beautiful appearance like a small lotus showing sharp corners.

Although the appearance has changed a lot, the two little girls can still be easily distinguished from their expressions and every move.

Tingting was the first to notice Zhang Zheng's figure, stopped the dancing sword in her hand, and softly called out to Senior Sister.

Erya turned around and called Senior Sister Zhang in surprise, I haven't seen you for a long time.

Zhang Zheng also raised a smile and greeted them one by one.

Seeing that they were covered in transparent aura, he couldn't help but admire: "After seven years of entry, I have already practiced the fourth level of qi, which is really powerful." ”

The two little girls work weekdays, and she sees it in her eyes, and this cultivation does not disappoint their efforts.

The two pursed their lips shyly and smiled.

Seeing that they were in a bright mood and didn't have any depression, they thought that the matter of stealing the spirit grass had been resolved.

Zhang Zheng no longer disturbed their sword practice, and went back to the room and closed the door.

There were still three months left before the outer door test, and on the way back, she stopped by to register for a name.

But it was only after she finished registering that she suddenly remembered that she now had no magic weapon on her body, and she didn't rely on her bare hands to fight!

In the next time, she had to think carefully about how she could make up a spirit stone and buy at least one magic weapon that could be used.

……

After March, the outer gate was as lively as a pot of boiling water once in ten years for the past two days.

All the disciples were looking forward to seeing the posture of a strong man in the outer gate test, or making a splash.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Today, Lin Xiaoxiao specially came to Yanchi Cave Mansion to find her brother to drink tea, but before the cup of tea was finished, the owner of the cave was leaving.

Hearing this, Lin Yihan, who was about to get up, chuckled and explained: "Xiaoxiao, you can drink tea by yourself, I won't accompany you, I agreed to go to the same door to see her compete some time ago." ”

Competing in the same class? Today's sect competition should only be tested by the outer gate.

Lin Xiaoxiao put down the tea and asked curiously, "But the junior sister of the outer door?"

As compatriots, Lin Yihan and Lin Xiaoxiao grew up together since childhood, and they have a deep affection for each other.

Lin Yihan didn't hide it from her, and said directly: "Her name is Zhang Zheng, and she is the person you saved in the secret realm during the entrance test."

Lin Xiaoxiao frowned and thought for a while, and finally remembered such a person in her memory, who was busy chasing and killing demon cultivators at that time, and that person was covered in blood, so he couldn't see his appearance carefully.

She joked narrowly: "I've never seen you go to see which of your classmates compete, is my brother interested in Senior Sister Zhang?" ”

Lin Yihan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "But a few friendships are not about love, I just saw that she has a good heart, has a good conversation, and makes a friend." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't drink tea anymore, got up and brushed her clothes, anyway, there is nothing to do today, I heard that the outer door test is also quite exciting, so it is better to go and see this Senior Sister Zhang by the way.

Zhang Zheng naturally didn't know that he had an insignificant test of the outer door, but by chance, he attracted two of the most prestigious disciples of the inner door.

If she knew, I'm afraid she would feel flustered.

There is still half an hour before the outer door test, and the martial arts arena is already crowded, rubbing shoulders.

As the contestants came to the stage to draw lots, Zhang Zheng glanced at the number of lots in her hand - Erqi One, which means that she will have the first round of competition in Ring 271.

She was not in a good mood at the moment, she hadn't been able to save many spirit stones in the past three months, and it would be enough to buy a first-order low-grade magic weapon.

For the monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation, the first-order magic weapon is no longer a help, not to mention that they are facing all the monks who are above the tenth level of Qi cultivation.

The first-order low-grade magic weapon is simply tickling, and it is better for her to use it with her bare hands!

Thinking of this, Zhang Zheng finally gave up the idea of buying a magic weapon.

She has more than 1,000 low-grade spirit stones all over her body, and all the things she can afford are things that don't play a role.

picked and chosen, and in the end, Zhang Zheng only bought a talisman that was mostly a chicken rib.

Tianlei Fu, don't look at its name domineering side leakage, in fact, it is gold and jade, and it is ruined.

It can only simulate the mighty momentum of the heavenly thunder, and there is no substantial damage, and the most frustrating thing is that it only lasts for half a breath.

For ordinary Qi Refining Stage cultivators, the half-breath time could not play a role, so although it was a second-order talisman, it was only priced at eight hundred and eight spirit stones.

Even the Eight Hundred and Eight Spirit Stone is because it is an out-of-print talisman in the world, and it is said that the talisman who made it was only on a whim, and later found that it was of little practical use and did not draw a second one.

The reason why Zhang Zheng chose it is because of this half-rest time.

After the experience of Xiao Hanging Mountain, her speed has increased greatly, as long as she grasps this half breath, maybe she can win.

The so-called soldiers are not tired of deceit, and it is also a strange trick to attack them unprepared.

It's a pity that you can only use it once.