Time flies.

Before I knew it, three months had passed.

The inside of Sanyuan City is still the same as usual, and there is no change.

Monks, mortals, still go their own way, either practicing or working, repeating the monotonous life that has been the same for thousands of years.

Some people may be paying attention to some of the major events that have taken place in recent days.

For example, the Cangyu Army rushed to the Lingshu Mountain battlefield again. Despite heavy casualties, he managed to win a great victory.

But only a minority of the few.

For the rest of us, it's the top priority to stay alive.

this day.

"Childe came out for a walk again, is it still business as usual?"

On the street.

A short man sweating profusely put down his burden, and when he saw Zhang Jing walking slowly, he couldn't help grinning and greeting warmly.

"Let's have two cookcakes."

Zhang Jing nodded and said with a smile.

"Okay~ Two cooking cakes, please take them, please be careful!"

The man carefully took out the cooking cake that had already been wrapped, and shouted loudly and heartily.

Always with a big smile on his face.

One hand takes the cookbread.

Zhang Jingzheng wanted to give money, but unexpectedly, the short man waved his hand again and again, and said respectfully:

"Childe take it and eat it, forget about the money."

"I heard that you donated silver yesterday to pave the bridge and repair the road for our Qingle Fang. Although I am a rough person, I also know the truth of gratitude. Childe, you can come and eat my family's cooking cakes, I am very happy, how can I collect the money? ”

"Haha, Uncle Wu, you are earning hard-earned money, so take it or accept it."

Zhang Jing insisted on handing over the silver.

However, no matter what he said, the short man insisted on not accepting it.

In desperation.

Zhang Jing had no choice but to give up.

After thanking him, he picked up the cake and turned to leave.

However, before he took two steps, he saw that Zhang Jing seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but look at the other party again, and asked curiously:

"Uncle Wu, we've known each other for a month or two, and we still don't know your name?"

Hear the words.

The short man touched the back of his head and said with some embarrassment:

"Poor people, where is the name, because the eldest in the family, so everyone is called Wu Dalang. But it makes you laugh. ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The expression on Zhang Jing's face became more and more strange.

He asked faintly:

"Then do you have a younger brother called Wu Erlang?"

"Childe, you are really clever. My brother is not ordinary, he has infinite strength since he was a child, and he is talented, and now he is a pawn in the Cangyu army. It's a rare time to go home on weekdays. ”

Speaking of his younger brother.

Wu Dalang's honest and dark face suddenly gave birth to a touch of pride.

"Your wife's name is Pan Jinlian?"

"Childe, you even know this?"

Wu Dalang's eyes widened and he looked at Zhang Jing in disbelief.

It was shocking for a while.

However.

Across from him.

The shock in Zhang Jing's heart was no less than that of the other party.

"It really is! Is it a coincidence, it's just ...... How could it be so coincidental? This is a clear tomorrow, not a previous life! ”

This moment.

I don't know why.

Zhang Jinglingjue began to warn frantically, and even the jade talisman in the Mud Pill Palace began to tremble non-stop.

Everything seemed to tell him:

Get out of here quickly, don't get involved, or you'll die!

There's a great horror in that.

It's not what he can handle at the moment.

After a long time.

Zhang Jing unconsciously took a deep breath, and his gaze gradually returned to calm.

"Childe, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Dalang asked with concern.

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just a little bit of the past." Zhang Jing waved his hand, said a perfunctory sentence, and then reminded:

"Uncle Wu, remember to be careful of a person named Ximenqing."

Let's talk about it.

Without waiting for Wu Dalang to respond, Zhang Jing was about to leave.

But at this moment.

Li Jiu, who was dressed in an official uniform, suddenly appeared in sight.

Opposite side.

The moment I saw Zhang Jing.

Li Jiu was slightly stunned, and then quickly trotted in front of Zhang Jing, and said respectfully:

"Li Jiu has seen the Lord, and last time, thanks to the Lord's help, the dog was able to survive the battlefield of Lingshu Mountain. Another day, Li Jiu will definitely bring his dog to the door to thank him. ”

Between words.

Li Jiu unconsciously looked at the cooking cake in Zhang Jing's hand.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Do adults with golden fairy bodies also eat mortal grains?

I thought about it for a moment.

"My lord, if you like this, why don't—"

However.

Before Li Jiu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Jing's gaze.

"Li Zhutou, there is no need to visit, it's just a small measure, and the right is your reward for informing me of the relevant information about Lingshu Mountain."

Zhang Jing said with a smile.

Then.

I saw that his figure went straight past Li Jiu in front of him, and continued to walk forward leisurely.

Looking at the figure that was getting farther and farther away.

Li Jiu felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

He didn't know where he was now, and the little calculations he had made had already been thoroughly seen by this young adult.

It's just that......

He was really unwilling to give up like this.

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The next moment.

I saw that he seemed to realize something, and his eyes kept wandering back and forth between the cooking cake in Zhang Jing's hand in the distance and Wu Dalang in front of him.

"Does that Lord recognize you?"

Li Jiu asked lightly.

"Returning to the head catcher, this son often eats my family's cooking cakes."

Wu Dalang replied cautiously.

"Good, haha!" Hearing this, Li Jiu nodded happily, "If you have something to do in the future, you can come to the Qingle Fang Yamen to find me." ”

Not much.

Wu Dalang, who was standing in place, just woke up like a dream.

"Mother, it turns out that the son is still a big man, and even the immortal chief catches the head and respects him very much."

Between words.

He subconsciously remembered Zhang Jingfangcai's reminder, and suddenly attached importance to it in his heart.

Childe is a big man, and every sentence must have his truth.

"It's just, Ximen official, why should you be careful of him?"

Wu Dalang was puzzled.

……

It's night.

It's silent.

In the yard, Lu Thirty-eight recovered his body and slept soundly on the ground.

The ice crystal fairy was lying on the soft back of Lu Thirty-eight on all fours, not paying attention to the image of the girl, and also sleeping deeply.

The small mouth is open and closed, and he is talking in his sleep.

If you listen carefully.

You will certainly hear words such as 'sugar gourd', 'fried rice cake', 'delicious', and so on.

And at the moment.

Zhang Jing in the room was in good spirits.

Anticipation was written all over his face.

Time passed slowly.

A moment.

The sixth-layer Dao Yuan Qingyun, which was quietly suspended on the top, suddenly burst out with a strong purple immortal light.

"It's done, the day after tomorrow is purple!"

A smile crossed his face.

The mind moved.

Suddenly.

A trace of extremely subtle faint purple qi slowly rose from the golden yang of the sixth layer of Dao Yuan Qingyun's mind, and then slowly fell.

finally stayed in front of Zhang Jing.

He slowly stretched out his two hands, and gently picked up this trace of acquired purple qi.

The divine sense unconsciously swept over the jade talisman in the Mud Pill Palace.

……

【Taishi Origin Realm: Level 1 (19178/1 million)】

Skill Characteristics: Rongdao Creation (Immortal)

【Taishang Red Industry Immortal Demon Knife (10521/100,000)】

……

Look at these two skills.

Zhang Jing's eyes couldn't help but flash a look of thought.

There are still almost five hundred years to go, and he will be born as a true spirit and go to the Great Firmament Realm.

In such a short period of time, it is of little significance to improve the skill level of the Taishi Origin Realm, but it is better to tilt the resources first to upgrade the Taishang Red Industry Immortal Demon Knife.

"In the momentum of the great battle, the more terrifying the combat power, the more the harvest."

Come to think of it.

Zhang Jing has already made a decision.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

I don't know what kind of skill characteristics the Taishang Hongye Immortal Slashing Demon Knife will condense after it is introduced.

And.

He suddenly thought of the piece of innate blood gold essence on his body.

The natal spiritual treasure corresponding to the inheritance of this great supernatural power - the casting method of the Taishang Red Industry Immortal Demon Knife!

It is also necessary to get started with the inheritance cultivation.

to know.

hand.

seems to sense Zhang Jing's intentions.

The purple qi of the day after tomorrow suddenly turned into a purple light, like a nimble swimming dragon, straight into the center of his eyebrows, and melted into the deepest part of his consciousness.

But instantly.

Zhang Jing's entire mind was wrapped in purple gas.

His comprehension and even his speed of thinking were raised to an extremely terrifying level in an instant. If it was one before, then now it is ten thousand, or even higher!

The purple qi disappeared little by little.

And the counterpart to it.

Zhang Jing's comprehension of the inheritance of the Taishang Red Industry Immortal Demon Knife is constantly deepening.

Every breath.

It's all about the emergence of a lot of new insights.

Gradually.

The wisps of deep demonic intent, wrapped in the terrifying artistic conception of cutting everything, began to spread towards the surroundings little by little.

Outside the small courtyard.

The night fell silent.

The sound of frogs and insects chirping one after another, unconsciously, disappeared.

Lu Thirty-Eight and Bing Liang woke up at the same time, and a thick look of horror flashed in their eyes.

Just now.

In a trance, they seemed to see a magnificent sword light entwined with a strange scarlet divine flame.

Under the light of the sword, there are immortals crying blood, and there are blue sky crying tears.

in the room.

Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes.

Deep under the eye.

A red karmic fire faintly ignited.

There is no temperature, and it is full of boundless killing machines.

Inside the Mud Pill Palace.

The jade talisman flickered slightly, and the skill information displayed had changed drastically.

【Taishang Red Industry Immortal Demon Knife Level 1 (211,000/600,000)】

Skill Characteristics: Karma Returns to the Source (Immortal)

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