Chapter 240 Emeishan Patriarch (for the audio-visual - HW boss plus more 8/10)

Coming to an open-air pool, Zhang Yang looked at this ordinary place, there was nothing out of the ordinary, cultivating here, could he really get twice the result with half the effort as she said?

"The young man will know when he goes in. Zhou Zhikun looked at Zhang Yang's expression and smiled mysteriously.

Zhang Yang walked into the pool in confusion, the water was very clear, and at the same time it was also very cold, which made Zhang Yang's heart very clear.

Suddenly, he felt as if his thoughts had undergone a subtle change, and he was recalling the spells in "Eight or Nine Xuangong" in his mind.

I had to analyze it in my mind little by little, as if there was a martial arts master explaining it to me, and I understood the essence of it at once.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly hugged Yuan Guiyi and began to comprehend.

The first thing to comprehend is a stick method, called Maha Shadha, whose intention is infinite, majestic, vast, and chaotic.

This stick technique is extremely mysterious, and Zhang Yang unconsciously picked up the dragon stick in his hand and waved it automatically.

The stick method is changing rapidly, and there is no unified move, which was originally a bit foggy for him, but with the help of this elephant washing pool, Zhang Yang magically comprehended the mystery.

Time passed slowly, Zhang Yang closed his eyes, and slowly raised the empty stick, suddenly, the stick wind rose around, affecting the entire elephant washing pool, the torrent splashed everywhere, and a gray air flow was born on the dragon stick, and the air flow was very heavy, as if it had the power of collapsing the mountain, and the entire space was collapsed.

The formation here will affect the entire Emei Mountain, Zhang Yang almost destroyed the Emei Mountain under the random wave, fortunately, the head released a formation in time to wrap the entire Emei Mountain, otherwise, Zhang Yang is really likely to destroy the mountain gate unconsciously.

Continue to cultivate, Zhang Yang and gradually control the Maha Shatra, this is one of the strongest stick methods, for Zhang Yang is currently the most suitable, after all, there is no lower limit for this set of techniques, the same, there is no upper limit.

Continuing to comprehend, Zhang Yang began to realize the God Emperor Fist, this fist method is more mysterious, he just mastered the fur, there is such power, if it is strictly divided according to the level, it should only be regarded as the fur.

However, Zhang Yang cultivated in this elephant washing pond for three whole months, and he didn't feel the passage of time for these three months, and he was always immersed in his own world.

Finally, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a divine light shot out of his eyes, hitting the sky.

He let out a long breath, looked up at the sky, and roared suddenly with pride in his heart.

The sound wave swept around, and this roar attracted the attention of the people of Mount Emei.

The head of Mount Emei suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Yang, looked at the changes in Zhang Yang's body, and nodded with satisfaction.

"In these three months, it seems that you have gained a lot. The head said slowly.

The head of Mount Emei looks very young, like she is not much older than Zhang Yang, but there is a faint meanness in her eyebrows, I don't know if her personality is also like this.

I can't help but think of the extermination master in my heart, it seems that the extermination master also looks like this.

"Zhang Yang has seen the head of the house, he has heard of the name for a long time, and when he saw it today, he really deserved his reputation. "Face work still has to be done well.

"No need to be polite. The head waved his hand and said.

"Dare to ask, where have the seniors gone?" Zhang Yang didn't see the figure of the patriarch of Mount Emei, and asked curiously.

The head of the sect sighed, with a faint sad look in her eyebrows, and she said slowly: "Patriarch, she has already sat down. ”

"What?" Zhang Yang was shocked, in the past three months, the patriarch of Mount Emei has sat down?

"The patriarch has run out of oil, and when I saw you, she was already close to her life, and just a month after your cultivation, she sat down. The head of the house has a sad look on his face, this kind of thing happens, whoever it is, it will be very uncomfortable.

Zhang Yang is the same, although he has not been in contact with the ancestor for a long time, but the things she told her are very important, and this so-called elephant washing pool is also the ancestor asked him to come here to practice, this kindness, Zhang Yang will not forget.

"When the patriarch was dying, he asked me to pass you a letter. The boss took out a normal letter from the storage bag.

Zhang Yang took it and opened it to look at the contents, and after reading it, a fire suddenly appeared in his hand, burning it to ashes.

"You are the only one who knows the contents of the letter, so I guess I want to explain something to you. The head guessed.

"If there is something in Emei in the future, just come to me, Zhang will do his best to help. Zhang Yang said solemnly.

"The patriarch has something to ask me, without further ado, go first. Zhang Yang said.

"Hmm. The boss nodded.

Zhang Yang suddenly galloped in one direction, his eyes showing a blue light, opening the mountain protection array in front of him to an opening that could pass through a person, and then drilled out...

Just after the head left, Nangong Ying walked up to the head and asked curiously, "Why is the ancestor so concerned about him?"

"What the patriarch thinks, how can you and I speculate?" said the head of the sect unhappily.

"The disciple knows his mistake. Nangong Ying hurriedly bowed her head and admitted her mistake.

"Maybe this is the patriarch's choice. The head of the house said leisurely.

Originally, the ancestor of Mount Emei still had 5,000 years to live, and she was also one of the most powerful Mahayana monsters of the human race.

Zhang Yang flew towards the city of the ancient capital of North China, where there were important things entrusted to him by the patriarch of Mount Emei.

Coming to the territory of the ancient city, Zhang Yang followed the instructions and came to an ordinary grocery store, the grocery store is called Mingtong Grocery Store, and the clothes in the store are very simple, and even a little dilapidated.

The old goods were placed on the containers at random, and the boss was nowhere to be seen, so Zhang Yang asked loudly, "Is the boss there?"

"Eh, here, here, what do you want to buy?" I saw a middle-aged greasy uncle come out of the inner room, with a scruffy beard, wearing a white vest, a pair of sandals, and a pair of large trousers.

"Are you Wang Mingtong?" Zhang Yang asked.

"yes, don't you have a name on the door? Uncle nodded.

"Where's the thing?" Zhang Yang asked.

"What is it?" Wang Mingtong was a little confused, not knowing what Zhang Yang was talking about.

"The key to unlocking the secret realm. Zhang Yang's eyes shot a fine light, and he said in a deep voice.

Wang Mingdao was stunned for a moment, he frowned, stared at his flamboyant eyes, and asked, "Who told you?"

"Mount Emei Patriarch: Zhou Zhikun. Zhang Yang said lightly.

"It's her!" Wang Mingdao's pupils contracted violently.