As he spoke, Wang Shiyuan's voice fell low again.

With deep nostalgia and regret in his words, he talked about his youth on Shuiyun Mountain. Like the youth of the previous life, Wang Shiyuan's youth was also full of laughter, passion, impulsiveness and remorse.

If Zhang Yan is asked to summarize it in one sentence, then everything Wang Shiyuan said is about: "I think of the running in the sunset that day, it was my lost youth." ”

Putting aside the appearance of cultivation, there is not much difference between the people of the two worlds. The biggest difference is that the vast number of sentient beings in the previous life have passed away, which means that they have really passed away, but there are infinite possibilities for the future of cultivators.

Zhang Yan stood up, took a deep breath, lifted his spirits and said with a smile: "Senior brother don't be depressed, wait until you become a real person and a true monarch in the future, and look back at all the troubles of today, but they are all mediocre people!"

"Haha! Okay! Cheng Senior Brother Jiyan, you and I might as well make an agreement on this, wait until we become real people, and then get together here!"

"Okay!" The two of them looked at each other, and they both felt that the blocks were gone, and their hearts were full of pride.

Standing halfway up the mountain, you can see from afar. Suddenly, a little red light appeared in Zhang Yan's eyes.

After leveling up, after exiting the level, he opened up the real field of vision, and still added an enhanced version that showed the enemy's location.

Turning his head to look that way, the red dots stretched in a line, swept over the hills, through the woods, and approached at high speed against the ground.

Soon, without the help of the little assistant, the two of them could directly see the figures coming from the ground.

"Golden Wing Flying God Zuo Guangming, what is he doing here?"

Two sword lights flew off the ground, and Zhang Yan and Wang Shiyuan took off their swords into the air, stopping the Golden Wing Daoist who was coming to the ground head-on.

In the vast night, the wind blows the grass and grows, more than one person above the ground, and a pair of yellow-faced Taoist with steel wings appear behind him, suspended in the air, quietly staring at Zhang and Wang who intercepted them.

Wang Shiyuan pointed in the air, and the flying sword "Wind" flew between the three of them, and the tip pointed at the Golden Wing Flying God, and the light was great.

The purple and red glow illuminates half of the hillside.

The long grass flying under the feet of the three of them turned purple and red, and they flew in the wind, like monsters.

The pressure from Zuo Guangming was getting bigger and bigger, and Zhang Yan and Wang Shiyuan struggled to resist. The three forces squeeze each other.

Feeling the powerful True Yuan mana on the opposite side, the tips of the flying sword "Hurricane" and the "Chenghuang" sword that was fighting side by side with Tempest trembled slightly.

"Zuo Guangming, what are you doing?" Unable to resist the powerful pressure on his body, Wang Shiyuan's flying sword was slightly retracted, ten meters back, and he asked.

"I've come to ask for a promise. Zuo Guangming replied, but his eyes did not look at Wang Shiyuan at all, and he stared at Zhang Yan and said: "I heard that under the auspices of Shui Yun Gongzi, the young master of Wuma has reached an agreement with you. After breaking through the poisonous dragon stream, Shuiyunmen will take away the 'Yin and Yang Inverted Banner that covers the sky and the sea'; the young master of Wuma can get the poison sac of the python poison demon general and the descendants who inherit his ability to make poison; as for you, you can give priority to getting the demon soul spirit of one of the python poison and medaka?"

"This agreement is invalid, right! The Demon Soul Yuan Spirit gave it to Zuo, do you agree or not?"

"How can this be reasonable! Do the people of the Poison Sect talk like farts!" Without giving Zhang Yan a chance to speak, Wang Shiyuan rushed to scold first.

The horse-faced Taoist standing in the air did not have a trace of expression on his pale golden face. The sleeves of the robe fluttered, and a Taoist robe fluttered in the wind: "I said, what I want you to promise is my left light, and it has nothing to do with the Poison Sect!"

"The previous agreement was made under the auspices of my senior brother, and now that Your Excellency says that you want to change it, don't you take into account that Senior Brother Situ will go out of the customs to trouble you?"

"Zuo Guangming!" Wang Shiyuan pointed at the Golden Wing Daoist and shouted: "You take the first step, and nectar will fall from the sky." Do you know that after my senior brother refines the Thick Blood Soup, he will not break through the divine light and lead the heavenly nectar to descend?"

The dual realm of divine light and nectar. The pressure from the opposite Dao is getting stronger and stronger. The two flying swords of the wind and Chenghuang "buzzed" and resounded.

The two had to withdraw their flying swords and hold them in their hands.

"Hahahaha!" The Golden Winged Flying God looked up to the sky and laughed, opening his arms as if hugging the heavenly dome: "Although twenty years later, maybe I am not the opponent of Shui Yun Gongzi, but today I will lead the Heavenly Manna to fall?

"Wang Shiyuan, don't deceive me, after passing this level today, at least for three or five years, Situ Erya is not my opponent. ”

No matter how strong the "Divine Light" is, it is only a Divine Light Realm monk, and it is naturally at a disadvantage in the face of the "nectar" of the next level.

The four sons of Yushu all belong to the kind of geniuses who can cross the great realm and leapfrog the challenge.

But the challenge of skipping the level also has to be divided into how to cross the law. In the face of the condensation realm, which generally relies on time or the accumulation of resources, barely leads down three or two drops of "nectar", and the combat effectiveness is not strong, the fourth prince at the peak of divine light is indeed likely to win the battle.

But Zuo Guangming is not an ordinary monk either.

The first person in the Python Poison Mountain's peer scattered cultivation, his combat power could have almost been antagonistic to the fourth prince, but he lacked a big faction.

The cultivation of the Divine Light Realm reached the end, and the next seven drops of "nectar" were introduced. This amount is enough to become a top-grade Dan, and it is not much different from the extreme realm of receiving nine drops of nectar.

If you go up further, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and it is not as cost-effective as early as possible.

This is the opinion of ordinary monks.

The family is big, and the children of famous families who enjoy thousands of resources are another story.

For them, it is better to polish it for a few more years than to set it early. The difference of one or two drops of nectar may determine the limit of what can be achieved in the future.

It doesn't matter whether the two views are correct or not, the environment is different.

In two or three years, it will be impossible for Situ Erya to compete with Zuo Guangming purely by virtue of cultivation.

Unlike Wang Shiyuan, Zhang Yan originally did not rely on Situ Erya's idea. I thought in my heart: "It's not that you can't let it, but you can't let it like this!"

He asked for the Yuan Ling for the sake of sacrifice.

It is important to sacrifice the Yuan Spirit, upgrade and integrate the exercises through the assistant system, but if you want to carry it to the death with people and risk your life, it is not worth it. There is also a chance to obtain the primordial spirit for sacrifice, and there is never a foreign object that cannot be given up.

It's just that even if you have to take a step back, you can't retreat like this!

Human beings are social animals, and their behavior is constrained by social habits and cognition, and the disciples of the Xiuzhen Sect cannot jump out of this circle.

For example, it was a normal event in the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty to devote oneself to the gate valve and recognize people as the mainstay, but in modern society, who would want to recruit such a subordinate who was almost completely dependent on his person, and shared life and death, that was delusional! Similarly, if anyone used the mentality of treating the boss and the company to treat the ancients to choose a job, then it would be light to get the evaluation of "three family slaves"!

The distribution method can be changed, Yuan Ling can not do it, and the personality of the great disciple of the mountain cannot collapse, this is Zhang Yan's bottom line.

Seeing Wang Shiyuan's performance, he understood what he should do as a normal young monk born and raised.

The flying sword "took the yellow" and a puff of golden red light flew out, resisting the coercion of the Golden Winged Flying God Zuo Guangming.

"Hahaha, that's not negotiable!"

Zuo Guangming sneered, and two lumps of steel stretched out behind his shoulders.

Pieces of silver light, the flying wing magic weapon composed of pieces of bird-like blades stretched and changed, and the two knife lines were staggered, scattering into more than a dozen flying knives, shooting towards Zhang and Wang.

The strongest defensive position in the 27th style of the sword technique of the mountain shattered the true yuan that was rushing in front of him, and the iron cable, which should have been jet black, turned into a golden and red sword shadow, and the cold smoke and miasma on the river turned into a golden phoenix fire mist.

In terms of cultivation, Zhang Yan is not much higher than Wang Shiyuan. After taking the "Thick Blood Soup", Wang Shiyuan reached the edge of entering the Divine Light High Rank, and he himself had just crossed this line. The true element strength is actually not far off.

However, there is a big difference between the sword technique of the mountain that has reached the supernatural level and the basic sword technique of the Shuiyunmen that is only completed and consummated.

With the sword intent that Zhang Yan comprehended on his own, he could block Zuo Guangming's blow.

"It's not good, it doesn't seem to be his opponent!" Zhang Yan said secretly in his heart.

Originally, he thought in his heart that Zuo Guangming had just been promoted to the nectar stage, and it was too late to engrave the natal supernatural power. It does not have the most obvious advantage of the Manna Monk against the Divine Light Monk. Without natal supernatural powers, such a nectar realm, but the true yuan is thicker and the mana is stronger, and it should not be invincible.

The challenge of skipping the level, in fact, is not a complete battle across the great realm with the initial level of divine light challenging the intermediate level of divine light, and the intermediate level of divine light challenging the high level of divine light.

As soon as they fought, they already knew that it was wrong.

Not only was the number of True Yuan almost equal to the sum of Fang Tiange and Situ Erya, but his mana had also become more refined.

The sword qi against the sword qi is unstoppable, and it is not broken in an instant.

Almost naturally, Zhang Yan used the five elements that he had comprehended from Situ Erya. Abandon the other sword styles of the mountain, and only make the iron cable cross the river with one move. The sword intent on the sword is the rotation of the five elements, gold destroys water, and water destroys wood...... The five elements rotate endlessly.

With a pure defensive position, Zuo Guangming couldn't take him, and there was a burst of shame and anger on his face. A person like him who is a top figure in the region's casual cultivation also thinks very highly of himself. I thought that except for the number of births and lives that are not as good as the famous four sons of Shushu, everything else is not bad!

Zuo Guangming himself also knew that there was a big flaw in the whiteboard manna engraved with the natal supernatural power in the dantian, but he cultivated himself, thinking that with his increased true yuan mana, he could win purely with strength, and he should also be able to defeat Shui Yun Gongzi at the peak of the Divine Light Realm. Unexpectedly, when facing Zhang Yan, he could not win easily.

"Burning the mountain!"

Zuo Guang was spontaneously ruthless, and the pair of steel wings on his back became more ferocious.

Brilliant golden light, thousands of sword shadows radiated from the left and right steel wings, as if a large sun wheel rose behind him. Ambilight, the weather is myriad.

Zhang Yan secretly complained.

The sword shadow released by the left bright flying wing was both virtual and real, and the dazzling golden light made people's eyes hurt, and they didn't dare to look directly, so they could only rely on their feelings to guard the portal.

That's not all!

The most troublesome thing is that the true yuan on Zuo Guangming's sword wings is gradually increasing, putting more and more pressure on him, exposing his weakness that the five elements sword intent is not balanced enough and cannot turn around Ruyi.