"From today onwards, you will be a disciple of the No. 2 Beast."

In front of the zoo, a woman said to everyone.

This woman was wearing the clothes of a Taoist child, but judging from the pattern, she should be a high-level Taoist child who was awarded the immortal urn.

With the increase in the number of disciples, the status of the Taoist children is also a little unclear, the new entry is also the Taoist children, and the older generation almost broke through the foundation is also the Taoist children.

So Xu Xuan divided the Dharma Urn into a Tong Zi Gong and an Immortal Urn, although they are both Tong Zi Gong Gong, but the Immortal Gong is a high-level Taoist Tong, so as to distinguish them.

"Yes!" Zhang Song respectfully accepted the talisman.

My friend Lin Lin was not assigned here, but went to a better place, but it is not bad to cultivate in the beast garden, and he is accompanied by wild beasts all day long, and he is less sophisticated, so maybe it is more convenient to cultivate.

Zhang Song took the talisman and walked through the gatehouse with the prohibition.

The rear is a vast space, this place is not located in the spiritual realm, the animal park is divided into several large blocks, the jungle on the right is a bird's nest, and from time to time you can see a large bird with a wingspan of three feet flying over.

This is the Eagle Dragon.

The alien beast formed by the combination of the bloodline of the divine dragon and the flying eagle can only be exchanged for a high-level Dao Tong or above, or obtained through a sect mission.

Zhang Song walked all the way, and when he raised his eyes, he saw all kinds of strange things, and he felt that the time in the first half of his life was in vain, but he didn't expect there to be such a bizarre scene in the world.

Since then, Zhang Song has been taking care of the dragon-blooded horse here, the dragon-blooded horse is the most famous travel tool of the sect, which can walk 2,000 miles a day, and the consumption is also small, and it has always been respected by the disciples of the sect.

While working, he earned merit and cultivated his own heavy pupil seed.

Heavy pupils are the path with the largest number of cultivators in the sect, and at the same time, they are also the most studied, when to cultivate, and what pills to use at which stage, these studies are clearly studied.

Early in the morning, Zhang Song sat beside the dragon-blooded horse to cultivate, the dragon-blooded horse was a head taller than he stood up, and now when he sat down, the whole person looked like a puppy.

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter outside the door.

"Haha, the wolf demon nest three hundred miles away has been suppressed, and there will be no place to make merit in the future."

"There are so many demons and monsters in the world, don't worry about no merit, besides, if there are no demons and monsters in the world, wouldn't it be a good thing? It's too late for me to rejoice. ”

A crowd poured in.

The person at the head is handsome, and the lightning lines that flash slightly on the center of his eyebrows add a bit of majesty.

The man who was laughing with the man was also tall and big, and his eyes were as bright as sharp swords, stabbing people's eyes with pain.

Zhang Song stepped forward to greet him and said, "Do you seniors want to take the horse?" Please let the token in the next view. ”

"Hey, you're new here?" The man at the head is curious.

"Exactly, in Xia Qiyun Zhang Song, I don't know the name of my predecessor."

"Dao Minghao, just call me Master Bo."

Zhang Song was shocked, it turned out that this person was the senior brother of the Ming generation.

The other person is Gu Fengyun, the head of all swords?

Even the newcomers have heard a little about their reputation.

The former is the future head of the sect, a powerful existence in charge of the Five Thunder Laws, and the only master in the sect who has mastered the Thunder Laws, except for the Dao Master.

Zhang Song hurriedly saluted, and after reading the talismans, he led out the ten dragon blood horses.

Everyone got on the horse, Minghao didn't know what to think, and said, "Do you want to go together?" ”

"Where to go? I have a position in the next place, I'm afraid it ......"

"It's okay, I'll give you a task, how about the task of taking care of the horses?"

While Minghao spoke, the others were silent, waiting for them to solve it.

Although they didn't understand what they meant, Ming Hao had his own reasons for doing this.

"I can't ask for it!"

Soon, the group traveled further south.

Walking all the way, Zhang Song successfully entered the cultivation of qi under the guidance of everyone, and he was not very tired after that.

Three months later, the crowd came to the seashore.

Ming Hao made a dark cloud and carried everyone to the vast sea.

I don't know how long I flew, but an island loomed in front of me.

The island is lush with trees and ancient trees.

For some reason, it gives people an eerie feeling.

"Ready!" Ming Hao said something inexplicably.

Rumble!

At this moment, the sea water below broke open, and a behemoth broke out of the water.

Zhang Song glanced at it and saw a huge black-scaled snake breaking out of the water.

How big is this snake?

I can't describe it in words, the two green eyeballs alone are the size of a millstone, and the body is thicker than a house.

The serpent's breath brought a foul gust of wind.

The mouth of the blood basin was wide open, and a powerful suction force struck.

Zhang Song's legs trembled, and he regretted coming over a little in his heart, but he still persevered, no matter how he said it, he couldn't be looked down upon.

"Zhang Song, watch the !!"

The crowd jumped into the sky.

The elder brother put his palms together, and he divided it.

Bang Bang!!

I saw the electric light flashing in my palms, and I waved dozens of palms in a row.

Each palm alternated with lightning bolts of different colors, flying into the mouth of the giant snake and exploding.

Gu Fengyun spat out sword light, and eighteen sword pills flew out of his body, and the sword pills intertwined to form a gorgeous sword net.

Boom!

The thunder exploded inside the giant snake's mouth, and the sword qi and sword pills flew into it, twisting the flesh into a blur.

Several others reacted.

Some summon Yin soldiers, some shoot hundreds of fireballs, and some summon sheep demons...... Others also released a command flag to lock the serpent's escape route.

Everyone had a clear division of labor, and Zhang Song could only take out the talisman on the cloud to stabilize the mood of the horses.

Seeing the clear division of labor among the people, Zhang Song always felt that he was a little unsociable, and after thinking about it, he simply released a fireball and went out.

Soon, under the strangulation of everyone in turn, the giant snake finally died, and its body floated on the surface of the sea, and the blood stained a sea of sea.

Ming Hao stepped forward to pry down Neidan and then collect his blood.

The bloodline of the giant snake is suitable for handing over to the Dao Lord for alchemy, although I don't know what to use it for, but it's right to collect it, and there is no need to ask so much.

The people returned to the clouds.

Zhang Song breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's finally over." ”

Others had strange expressions.

"It's early." Gu Fengyun pointed to the island.

I saw a series of big snakes criss-crossing, no less than five as big as the giant snakes just now, and Zhang Song's face turned green.

"Up!!"

Today, the merit can be described as a refreshing brush.

There is no more refreshing way to brush merit than this, and with the improvement of the magic path, everyone gradually has the means to transcend the same realm.

However, compared with genuine immortal cultivators, such as Xu Xuan's, it is still a lot worse.

The foundation building of the mirror realm can hit the early stage of Jindan in this world, and the cultivation of Ming Hao and their method is at most the early stage of Jindan in the late stage of foundation building.

Even if he breaks through the golden pill, it is not enough to be compared with Xu Xuan, from the realm to the spell, everything is a big difference.

When Zhang Song was on a wonderful adventure.

Far away in remote corners, the white law spans thousands of mountains and rivers.

The summit of a high mountain.

Thousands of miles of ice, cold wind.

Bai Fa climbed to the top of the peak, and saw the mountains at a glance, and the cities could be seen in front of him.

"I'm back."

After decades, I can't remember exactly how much, maybe more than 30 years, and the memory is very long, so far away that I don't know when it started, and I can't remember the appearance of my parents.

He came to the bottom of the mountain and went to the former servant's house as he remembered.

Here are also people who go to the empty building and change to a new owner.

He wandered aimlessly through the streets.

The vicissitudes of the sea, the world changes.

When they left, the people here were carefree, and now there is a hint of busyness and numbness on their faces.

"The Prince?"

Suddenly, an old beggar stopped him on the side of the road.

"Huh? Is it a car book? ”

I vaguely remember that this person was one of his attendants.

The old beggar couldn't believe it, his eyes were red, and he said, "The prince is really still in style, have you asked for the fairy way?" ”

"Sort of, what's going on, how did you become like this?"

"Follow me!!"

The car book tells the story.

"Two years after you left, the Queen gave birth to a son; Ten years later, the first emperor died depressed, leaving only the queen and the young prince, and three years later, the Praetorian Guard commander Song Guang mutinied, set aside the imperial court, killed the imperial family, and finally usurped the throne. ”

Bai Fa couldn't speak for a long time.

It all starts with yourself.

If he doesn't leave, then his father won't die early, and even if his father leaves, he can suppress the court.

"It's time to wrap up."

Xu Xuan has been in retreat for many years, and the legendary stories created by the disciples of the disciples are still being interpreted.

(End of chapter)