"The incarnation method has the "Panlong Incarnation Method", and the drunken Wenjiao has a drunken chime, and now there are only many elixirs left. ”

Every time Zhang Yu came to the end, he would have a cowardly idea of wanting to run away and give up, which was also why he knew that even if he crossed over, he was not suitable to be Long Aotian.

There is no need to worry about the elixir, although the incarnation method says that there are many kinds of elixir, but judging from Wen Jiao's current situation, it does not need to be too advanced, and Zhang Yu's six-layer Qi cultivation with the skills of the alchemy apprentice can still cope with it.

However, when it came to the end, Changyu's hesitation was to go to the party first to ask the elders what they meant, and it was just the right time to come, not so many days.

Chashan is the only five-grade spiritual vein in the entire Chashan Sect, and Rao is the identity of an old ancestor Jindan monk can only be crowded on the mountain with a group of Qi cultivation and foundation building monks.

Zhang Yu walked towards the halfway up the mountain, crossed the main hall of the sect, and arrived at Zhang Laozu's palace not far away. Further up is not a place where Zhang Laozu can live.

Although the two primordial infant real people of the Chashan Sect rarely returned to Chashan Mountain, no one dared to touch the place that should be left for the two Supreme Elders.

As the descendant of Zhang Laozu, the party presided over was not the Zhang family, but a senior named Han Ran Tianzi Mansion.

It is true that Han Rantian is a disciple of Zhang Laozu, but he is only a disciple of Lao Zu's Aicai, and he cultivates penance all day long, and he is not familiar with Zhang Jiarong and Lao Zu's disciples.

Zhang Yu frowned - there are many foundation building monks, but most of the people who can really cultivate the incarnation outside the body are the seniors of the Purple Mansion, not to mention that cultivation is authority, and Zhang Yu hopes that the senior who is good at talking will preside.

But this is not something that Changyu can interfere with.

Han Rantian's appearance is a middle-aged man, and his appearance is not too good, if it weren't for Zifu Xiu's shooting, he would not have been able to find it if he was thrown into the crowd.

It's just that Han Rantian stood at the height of the courtyard and looked as far as he could see, and the crowd that was still a little noisy immediately quieted down.

It was still early when Zhang Yu and Han Rantian came, and there were not too many people in the courtyard, but Han Rantian didn't care about this.

After Han Rantian sat down, a row of chimes appeared behind him, which was the full set of Qingling Eight Bells.

When the first drunken chime rang, Zhang Yu obviously felt that there were still some stumbling chimes around him, all of them were gone, except for those like Zhang Yu who had the heart to see the effect of the drunken chime, most of them had a fascinated expression.

But the sound of drunken sound can't be heard much, with a crisp awakening bell being struck, the originally drunk people immediately sobered up, and before these people could go elsewhere, Han Rantian cleared his throat and started his speech.

Even if there are people from the old Zhang family in the back, or Zhang Laozu's apprentices, in-laws and friends coming over, Han Rantian is still talking about his perception of the use of fire spiritual energy and his various experiences in refining weapons.

Zhang Yu listened very seriously in the audience, and there were more than a dozen Zhang Jiarong who did not have the support of his direct elders, they were different from those who just came to join in the fun, and they could only rely on themselves without the support of their elders.

Han Rantian's preaching was obviously just said casually, neither had he filed it nor was he familiar with death, and a moment ago he was still talking about how to refine a specific spiritual ore with fire spiritual power, and his hind feet were just thinking of his experience of refining a certain magic weapon.

Anyway, he is the biggest now, and he can say whatever he wants, and Zhang Laozu has not determined the category.

Although Zhang Yu was thinking about asking about the incarnation outside the body, he was now patiently listening to Han Rantian's words, and would make some notes from time to time.

Although Changyu doesn't have enough food refining tools now, it's good to listen to it more, what if it can be used?

Although the use of fire spiritual power in the preaching made Chang Yu gain a lot, when Han Rantian drank tea in the middle of the preaching, Zhang Yu still put down the pen in his hand and sighed that it was still Zhang Laozu's newly acquired little uncle Shuangli.

Not only did he talk about the actual situation of the Qi cultivators, but he would also ask people to ask questions and answer them patiently, if the questions were asked well, or if the thinking was smooth, or if he listened carefully, Uncle Xiao would not hesitate to reward some spiritual materials and magic weapons that he could not use.

After settling down, Zhang Yu took his eyes off Han Rantian, who was surrounded by several people from the same background as Zhang Yu.

Worshipping a Purple Mansion monk as a teacher can get a lot of resources and a lot of guidance, but you must also follow the likes and dislikes of the Purple Mansion monk.

Being used as a chess piece is not Changyu's style, he would rather be mediocre for the rest of his life than get involved in things beyond his own class.

High returns come with high risks, not sought by Changyu!

Seeing that Han Rantian didn't expect to be able to point out the incarnation outside his body, Zhang Yu was not bad at this kung fu, so he followed and listened to the irrelevant preaching.

After the preaching, the gathering of the old Zhang family kicked off slightly, and a few respected old Zhuji monks immediately occupied several sets of stone tables and chairs in the courtyard.

Zhang Yu had used to sit in a few places before he started, and those tables and chairs were all a tributary of the spiritual veins that connected this ancestor's cultivation.

Of course, these foundation-building old monks certainly didn't just sit down for a spiritual vein.

With a few old men sitting down, the rest of the monks began to "go to relatives".

Zhang Yu did not intend to avoid vulgarity, and followed the flow of people to a place where he was familiar with his figure.

Zhang He's cultivation in the early days of foundation building was naturally unable to occupy a stone chair, and at this moment, Kung Fu was standing behind an old man with a long white goatee all the way to his waist.

"Uncle Yi Gao, and Uncle Ancestor are good. ”

Anyway, he was also cultivating in the Chashan Sect to break through to the middle level of Qi cultivation at any time, and Zhang Yu still knew a few elders of the old Zhang family.

Zhang He needless to say, and Zhang Yu, the "Uncle of Yi Gao" dressed as an old immortal sitting in front of Zhang He, is also familiar.

Judging from the appearance alone, absolutely no one would have thought that this old fairy was Zhang He's father, even if Zhang He's face was a middle-aged Chinese face, who would have thought that a fluttering old fairy would be father and son with Zhang He in the camp?

This is not the most weird, Zhang Yu has also seen a Jindan ancestor in the Chashan Sect who has become a child because of the exercises, and the great-grandson of the family is dying even if the foundation is built.

Of course, compared to the physiognomy, the seniority between the monks is even more of a mess, if you add the rules of high cultivation for the elders, it is simply not easy to clean up, it is simply a matter of opinion, only when Zhang He and Zhang Yi are in this kind of relationship can there be a difference.

"Changyu is here. ”

The old immortal Zhang Yi stroked his beard, although the old Zhang family's qi cultivators also changed one stubble after another, and ordinary Zhang Yi didn't bother to remember, but he still had some memories of Zhang Yi who Zhang Yu took the initiative to take the test.