Zhang Feng looked at the Purple Spirit Venerable with a cold gaze, and frowned: "Chance?"

As he spoke, the flying sword behind Zhang Feng slowly fell.

Zhang Feng also pulled a chair and sat on it, looking at the Purple Spirit Venerable with interest, as if he wanted to put on a posture and listen to it.

However, in fact...... Zhang Feng was so weak that he was dizzy and couldn't stand.

It is all thanks to a strong will to survive that he persists in completing these actions.

Sitting on the chair, Zhang Feng finally felt a little more at ease, and after thinking about it, even the special effects were turned off.

And Zhang Feng's actions did not make Zi Ling Shangzun suspicious.

"Senior, this opportunity ......" Purple Spirit Venerable said this, suddenly frowned, hesitated for a long time and gritted his teeth: "This opportunity is indeed very big, but the stakes are very high, I must talk to the good people of Shui in person." ”

Zhang Feng said lightly: "You mean, this seat is not worthy?"

"The old slave didn't dare. Seeing Zhang Feng's gaze, the Purple Spirit Venerable shuddered, and the fear of Fang Cai shrouded again.

But he still insisted: "This matter is very important, not only the lives of the old slave, but also the lives of tens of thousands of people in my Purple Spirit Sect! ”

"The old slave didn't hide it from his predecessors, and when he followed his predecessors, in addition to being uncertain about the strength of his predecessors, he hoped to solve this matter with the help of his predecessors. Now the old slave already knows the horror of his predecessors, and is willing to inform the good people of Sheung Shui about this, as long as he agrees, the old slave is willing to lead the way for his predecessors. ”

Zhang Feng was stunned.

Is it so serious?

Originally, Zhang Feng was not very interested, but in his opinion, it was likely that the Purple Spirit Venerable was casually talking nonsense in order to survive.

After all, this old boy is cunning and cunning, and Zhang Feng has a deep understanding.

But looking at the solemn expression of the Purple Spirit Venerable, Zhang Feng suddenly felt that he couldn't figure out that this old boy really had something big to hide.

"Hmm. Zhang Feng nodded pretendly, "Listen to what you mean, this matter is not trivial." Well, you go to my master first, and let him decide. ”

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he threw out the token on his waist.

Although the Purple Spirit Venerable is a master of the Jindan period, his identity is Zhang Feng's slave, not much higher than the outer disciples, and it is impossible to go directly to see the good people of Shangshui, so he must bring the token given by Zhang Feng.

Without saying a word, the Purple Spirit Venerable picked up the token, bowed deeply to Zhang Feng, and walked out of the courtyard.

At the same time, the formation that the Purple Spirit Venerable had previously arranged in the courtyard was also dispersed.

It was only at this time that Zhang Feng believed that the Purple Spirit Venerable had no murderous intent towards him, so he took a long breath and completely relaxed.

Zhang Feng staggered to his feet, returned to his bedroom, and meditated cross-legged directly on the ground.

It's really all the strength to go one more step.

Meditation is boring, and time flies.

Zhang Feng ran the Sheung Shui Heart Sutra over and over again, and a trace of heaven and earth aura was sucked into his body, and in just half an hour, the meridians in Zhang Feng's body were full again.

And even ......

"Broken!"

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and snorted, and the speed of the influx of heaven and earth spiritual power increased suddenly.

At the same time, a shattering sound came from Zhang Feng's body.

In the depths of the dantian, countless meridians are like galaxies, some are shining, but most of them are as dim as light.

Suddenly, a blocked and lightless meridian flickered a few times, and in an instant, it began to emit a brilliant starlight, like a majestic galaxy.

Zhang Feng opened his eyes contentedly.

"Two hundred and two floors. ”

Zhang Feng exhaled deeply.

In the previous three years, he had difficulty making progress.

And now, even if it's just against someone, you can break through.

It seems that since breaking through the shackles of a hundred layers of Qi cultivation, cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds.

Zhang Feng thought about it for a while, maybe he had been holding back in the hundred layers for too long, and he had swallowed too many elixirs, and he had accumulated a huge amount of medicinal power in his body, and now was the time to accumulate thick and thin.

On the other hand, it may be that for the Thousand Layers of Qi Cultivation, the hundred layers are the first real shackles, and the second shackles have not yet been encountered.

But Zhang Feng didn't have the heart to think about these questions carefully now, he opened his eyes and turned his head.

Zhang Feng's gaze looked through the window lattice at the green mountain that had been shattered by his own sword.

It can be vaguely seen that Elder Liu of the Law Enforcement Hall is using his magical powers to move the earth and stones and quickly repair them.

Zhang Feng's brows furrowed tightly.

"This ......"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Is it someone else's doing, or is it the power of your own sword?"

"If it's the power of his own sword, he's obviously just a Qi cultivator...... Could it be that something is wrong with my cultivation?"

When Zhang Feng thought of this, his face changed suddenly, and he panicked.

"I'm not going to go mad, am I?"

The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more he felt...... Quite possibly!

It stands to reason that there are precursors before going mad and falling into demons, such as the sudden rapid progress of the unbreakable exercises of penance, or the improvement of the realm across stages.

I fit it all the way!

Don't......

Just when Zhang Feng was more and more afraid of it, he felt that his life was short.

The Purple Spirit Venerable suddenly broke in, his face was full of excitement, but the moment he saw Zhang Feng, the whole person was respectful again, but the excitement in his eyes was difficult to hide.

"Senior!" For the first time, the Purple Spirit Venerable did not have the intention to kill, but said with awe: "The old slave has already discussed with the good people of Shangshui, and he has already agreed, please go to the main hall." ”

............

In the main hall.

The good people of Sheung Shui have dismissed all the elders, and those great Confucians have also left with interest, only Zhang Feng and the good people of Sheung Shui.

Zhang Feng frowned and was silent.

The good man of Sheung Shui also frowned and remained silent.

Both of them are preoccupied.

After a long time, it was the good man of Shangshui who broke the silence: "Disciple, to be honest, what kind of realm are you now?"

Zhang Feng pointed to his unremarkable face with the special effects turned off: "Master, are you blind?"

Sheung Shui Good Man: "......"

"Do you practice qi? The good man of Sheung Shui smiled noncommittally, "I still remember that three years ago, you just went up the mountain for a month, and you were already at the tenth level of Qi training, and you were in retreat for three years, with your talent, how could you still practice Qi?"

"To this day, you're still making fun of being a teacher. ”

"Tell me, what kind of realm are you now? If the teacher guesses correctly, I'm afraid that the current ordinary you are the disguise, and the immortal reincarnated you are the real you!"

Zhang Feng was stunned.

Even a little touched.

He never expected that he would be so good in Master's heart.

But there are some things that can't be lied.

Because Zhang Feng thinks that if he admits it, then the master will have to give way every minute.

Turning back to face this cruel cultivation realm as the master of a sect, how could he still shrink into the sect and wait for death like now?

"Master," Zhang Feng said sincerely with tears in his eyes, "You believe me, I am really in the Qi training period!"

The good man of Sheung Shui smiled contemptuously, "It's ridiculous, three years have passed, you ......"

"The disciple really didn't lie to you, Master, the disciple has been cultivating diligently for the past three years, but he hasn't been able to break through!" Zhang Feng shouted, "I'm now a real Qi cultivation level 202!"

The good man of Sheung Shui looked at Zhang Feng with a sincere face.

His expression was relieved, and he sighed: "Alas, it seems that what you said is true, but after three years, how can you only practice qi two hundred and two...... Wait, two hundred and two?"

The good people of Sheung Shui were confused.

This terrifying number made his scalp tingle.

His brain was blank, and the good man of Sheung Shui looked at Zhang Feng with a simple face, completely losing his ability to think.

I don't think there's anything wrong with this apprentice at all!

At this moment, the heart of the good people in Sheung Shui cried out and the tsunami collapsed.

"It's a long life!"

"Why is this kid so meow suffocating to the two hundred and second floor!"

"Crazy!

As one of the five peak masters, the good people of Sheung Shui can be regarded as well-informed, and they have also seen those so-called Tianjiao.

One by one, they are suffocated to more than ten or twenty layers, which can be regarded as a generation of Tianjiao.

And his apprentice is already two hundred and two floors......

What kind of mind is this?

What kind of talent is that?

This is...... Special meow's neurosis!

Isn't it good to have this kung fu to cultivate directly to Jindan?

Even if you hold it to the thousandth layer, isn't it still a Qi refining period to put it bluntly?

But at this moment, some of the doubts that the good people of Sheung Shui felt that had been bothering them for many days were solved.

No wonder this kid has eaten so many heavenly treasures, and he is still practicing qi after three years......

No wonder this kid can collapse the mountain with a sword......

The good people of Sheung Shui carefully calculated in their hearts, only in terms of the huge degree of spiritual power, if it is said that ten layers of foundation are built, then if you calculate it, one hundred layers is almost equivalent to a knot.

Two hundred floors, almost in the middle of the Yudan.

Five hundred floors is almost Jindan......

But even if the spiritual power is of the same magnitude, it is already the Qi training period, and the quality of the spiritual power in the Qi training period is not comparable to the spiritual power unique to other realms at all.

If you change to someone else, even if you can hold it to the 200th floor, it is estimated that you will not hold it back. With this time, it is better to cultivate directly to the end of the Dan.

Looking at Zhang Feng, who looked ignorant, the good man of Sheung Shui couldn't help but hold his forehead and sighed: "What a sin." ”

Poor Zhang Feng didn't understand the heart of the good man in Sheung Shui at all, and said with a curious face: "Master, what kind of evil?"

looked at his apprentice who had completely deviated.

The good man of Sheung Shui waved his hand: "Don't talk yet, let the teacher calm down first." ”