Walking out of the door, Zhang Hao was already sweating. I didn't pay attention when I was nervous with Huang Long just now, and when I left the small study at this time, Zhang Hao was shocked to realize that his back was almost soaked.

Outside the door, quietly. At this time, no one went to Jiang Tao to register, and everyone looked at Zhang Hao. After seeing Zhang Hao come out, everyone's eyes were full of inquiry.

Seeing Zhang Hao come out, a monk who was sitting upright, with a green shirt and a sword closest to this gate, got up and bowed his hand to Zhang Hao slightly: "Hello Zhang Daoyou, the sword and sword of the Xia Jian Fei Dao mercenary group are bothering. ”

"Sword ...... Flying knives?" Zhang Hao was a little dumbfounded. Originally, everyone's accent is a little different, although they are all lingua franca, and it is easy for people to misunderstand when you come up with such a strange name.

Jian Fei Dao laughed, quite proud: "My name is a sword, not a knife, and the surname is the sword of the sword fairy, the name is right and wrong, and the sword is not old."

The family has inherited the skills of sword immortal cultivation from generation to generation, and the sword is not a sword for the elders to give their names, and they dare not change it.

That's why I established the Kenfei Mercenary Group. The way, the way of the avenue.

The elders always feel that the sword immortals in the world are the strongest, but I think that although the sword immortals are good, if there are only sword immortals in their eyes and there is no vast starry sky and hundreds of millions of Dao methods, it is not the way of cultivation.

Therefore, the establishment of the 'Sword Non-Dao Mercenary Group' is to alert oneself on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is also to gather like-minded practitioners to discuss the path of cultivation.

This time, I came in a hurry, but I also brought some fellow practitioners over. ”

Jian Fei Dao said, and someone next to him straightened up and bowed his hand: "In the Xia Jian Fei Dao mercenary group, Mo Sanhai, I have seen Daoyou." ”

Another woman got up: "In the Xia Jian Non-Dao Mercenary Group, Bai Feng, I have seen Daoyou." ”

Someone got up again: "In the Xia Jian Non-Dao Mercenary Group, Dongfang Buqun, I have seen Dao friends." ”

Someone else ......

Zhang Hao returned the salute one by one, and there was a little confusion in his eyes - there were more than a dozen people in a row, all of whom were sword immortals. Similar green shirts, the same sword behind the back, the same sword aura is domineering, but the same politeness.

Zhang Hao never expected such a day: a row of sword immortals sat in a row to eat fruits~

The combat power of a dozen sword immortals is enough to slaughter the entire Golden Eagle Empire...... Such a thought suddenly rose in Zhang Hao's heart.

Although I have paid attention to these people before, I haven't paid much attention to them. At that time, Zhang Hao used all his mind on Huanglong's side.

Everyone saw it one by one, and Jian Feidao finally asked, "Dare to ask Daoyou, how is the Star Lord in his mood?"

This is to ask Zhang Hao about the situation just now, but the star lord is behind him, the door is still open, and some words can't be said clearly. I can only express the relationship with the star lord~

To be honest, it is actually a bit dangerous to report the situation to Huang Long alone. This is the cultivation world, and if you want to enter that small room, Huang Long can't run away if he struggles to run. Don't forget, the means of a practitioner are not too many.

Especially when they saw that Zhang Hao's back was almost soaked, everyone was inevitably nervous - what kind of pressure would they have to face if they could let a monk who had returned to the realm of the void and a master who had reached the realm of human immortals break out in so much cold sweat?

Zhang Hao smiled: "The star lord is in a good mood, but if everyone can trust each other and be more sincere, the star lord will be in a better mood." If we want to explore the ruins this time, we will have to fight side by side, back to back. ”

Jian Feidao breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Hao's answer was already obvious: he was in a good mood, and everyone was honest, this time to explore the ruins, they must trust each other.

Jian Fei Dao bowed his hand to Zhang Hao again: "If Zhang Daoyou has time, please move the Jian Fei Dao mercenary group, and we will definitely wait for you to drink tea and discuss with Daoyou." ”

"Then Zhang Hao is welcome, I'm in a hurry, and when this meeting is over, I'll come to visit. ”

"Haha, welcome. Jian Feidao arched his hand again, walked towards the gate behind the main hall, and then slowly closed the door.

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

But the treatment of swords and non-swords is completely different from Zhang Hao.

The first to enter, and the second to enter, are by no means the same concept.

The first one to enter, with a clear conscience, courage, and most importantly, Huang Long will feel that the first person is to trust himself and respect himself. Trust is the greatest respect.

But the second person, there is a problem!

What, don't believe me?

What are you doing at the door? Do you think you're talking in a subtle way, and I'm behind my ears?

And the first person is courageous anyway, and the second is questionable.

So Huang Long didn't even open his mouth this time, pouring himself a drink, and in front of the sword and not the knife, there was still a teacup that Zhang Hao had just used, and there was still half a cup of unfinished tea.

In contrast, when Zhang Hao came in, Huang Long poured tea himself.

This gap is huge.

Jian Feidao knelt on the futon, although his waist was straight, if the abyss was like a mountain, but sweat gradually came out of his head. However, the sword is not a sword, but it is not regretted, cultivators need to be cautious, the first one to come in is stupid and bold!

It took about a moment before Huang Long finally put down the teacup and sighed slightly, without the smile on his face when he met Zhang Hao.

"A sword is not a sword!" A faint voice sounded, very flat, but there was a faint thunderous rage.

"Star Lord. Jian Fei sat still straight, but his gaze drooped slightly, staring at the cup that Zhang Hao had used.

Huang Long looked at Jian Fei Dao for a while before he said, "You are still a sword immortal, but you are not as good as an ordinary cultivator. The sword immortal has cultivated to your part, and it is indeed 'Sword Non-Dao'!"

"The Star Lord is taught. "You're right, I'll do it first.

Huang Long shook his head slightly: "You are also the old man of Chunhui Xing, very early on, I wanted to find a chance to talk to you alone, but I didn't have the opportunity until today."

Your qualifications are very good, your exercises are also very good, and your mind is okay. But...... You are a sword immortal.

If you follow other paths of cultivation, your achievements will definitely not stop there, and you may have already reached the realm of heavenly immortals. But you are a sword immortal, and your heart is insufficient.

I have never heard of a person who is afraid of death to achieve the way of a sword immortal.

The sword immortal is very strong, and it is common for the sword immortal to fight beyond the level. However, in order to obtain such powerful combat power, first of all, you must not be afraid of death!

There is no indomitable faith, there is no determination to die with a sword, the road of sword immortals, you will always stop at the peak of the earth immortals. The realm of heavenly immortals is no longer purely the realm of cultivation, but also a breakthrough in the soul. ”

Jian Feidao was stunned for a long time, and then slowly lowered his head, which was a tribute to the strong and a thank you for the guidance.

Huang Long sighed: "Actually, the exercises and inheritances you have obtained are not much different from my cultivation, if you take it seriously, you should have broken through to the realm of heavenly immortals a long time ago."

You are always greedy for the inheritance of large empires such as the Minghui Empire, but you don't understand the truth of cherishing what you have now.

Let me ask you a question, guess how old Zhang Hao is this year?"

Jian Feidao was a little stunned, how could preaching become a riddle? But after thinking about it, he still said seriously: "I guess that its lifespan should be about 2,000 years old." Very young monk of the Void Realm. ”

Huang Long shook his head slightly: "Guess again!"

Jian Feidao thought about it, especially observing Huang Long's expression, and said hesitantly: "1000 years old?"

Huang Long shook his head again, "100 years old!"

"Impossible! At the age of 100, if you can reach the level of transforming into a god and at most the law phase, you can be considered a genius!"

Huang Long snorted: "Do you know, when I first heard about Zhang Hao and the Ocean Group, I was also extremely suspicious. But the truth is even more shocking.

When the Dayang Group was just formed, the best exercise in their hands was nothing more than a fragmented "Zhou Tiangong", and its highest level was only the early stage of transforming into a god.

However, the Dayang Group was stunned to organize countless manpower, relying on the wisdom of tens of thousands of low-level cultivators to repair and deduce the exercises bit by bit.

Until today, they relied on their own strength to deduce the incomplete "Zhou Tiangong" to the early stage of the realm of returning to the void.

I feel his ambition, and I have given thousands of exercises of various kinds of virtual realm to the Ocean Group before and after, and many of them can be directly practiced to the realm of heavenly immortals.

However, just now I looked at Zhang Hao's cultivation, and he still didn't change the exercises.

The Dayang Group has collected many, many exercises, but they have been deducing their own exercises.

Now there are 37 people in the Dayang Group, and there are 37 people in the realm of the Void Group. Among these people, the oldest seems to be named Fu Yun, but he is only six hundred years old.

You say, does a civilization that has just entered the starry sky have so many geniuses?"

Jian Feidao's eyes flashed with shock.

Huang Long continued: "Opportunities are always earned by oneself. So I promised Zhang Hao that I would support the development of Dayang Group, and I wanted to see what kind of heights Dayang Group could reach. Zhang Hao is very young, and his cultivation is not high for the time being, but I am willing to treat him as an equal.

The sword is not a knife, and the sword is not a knife...... Your parents gave you a name as a warning, but you turned a blind eye.

Go ahead, I hope this conversation can give you some insight. I hope that before we can explore the ruins, we will have a Celestial-level sword immortal on our side. ”

Jian Feidao bowed again, slowly got up and retreated.

When he was about to retreat to the gate, Huang Long suddenly waved his hand, and a seemingly ordinary white porcelain jar flew in front of Jian Feidao, "Give this to Zhang Hao." He said, "He fell." ”

"Yes. Jian Feidao took the porcelain jar with both hands and retreated.

As soon as he came outside, Jian Feidao suddenly felt a slight chill behind his back, and after feeling it a little, his back was also soaked with cold sweat, not only behind his back, but also on his forehead.

went in and was given a lecture, and he didn't say a word about what he wanted to say, and by the way, he had to help Zhang Hao send a courier.

Walking quickly to Zhang Hao's side, Jian Feidao put the white porcelain jar on the table in front of Zhang Hao with both hands, "The star lord just said that you fell on this." ”

Looking at this simple white porcelain jar, Zhang Hao's heart jumped—this is a whole jar of black iced rock tea! Zhang Hao doesn't know how much this thing is worth, but it is definitely not cheap. Golden Immortal-level Immortal Tea, exclusive to the royal family of the Sect Master-level Empire!

But since it was you who 'fell', then ...... Laughed.

Okay, Zhang Hao still bowed in the direction of Huanglong, and thanked the sword and not the knife before accepting this thing.

In the center of the main hall, Jiang Tao looked at the porcelain jar, and his eyes were about to pop out.