Chapter 332: Remnant Soul

Zhang Yang only felt that his mouth and nose were filled with spring water, and his true qi had no effect under this water at all, and he couldn't use it.

I only felt that my lungs were about to explode, and my eyes went black and I lost consciousness directly.

I don't know how long I fell asleep, but when Zhang Yang's fingers trembled slightly, his consciousness slowly recovered.

He frowned, got up in a drowsy state, and found himself in a dark cave.

What kind of wonderland is this Penglai!

It's clearly a honeycomb coal composed of caves!

However, Zhang Yang is also a little depressed, is he a little too unlucky recently, why is he always so weak? It doesn't seem to be an eighth-level martial artist at all, on the contrary, like a waste wood with no power to restrain the chicken, he is either chased and beaten, or he is beaten by the demon monk who suddenly appeared, and he has no ability to fight back.

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became, and when Zhang Yang sat directly on the ground with some decadence, and began to reflect on why he was so weak, a light laugh suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Hehe, what an interesting little guy, he didn't even think about whether he was dangerous first, but was reflecting on his weakness?"

Zhang Yang was stunned, this voice was unfamiliar, he had never heard it, but he actually felt a feeling of weakness in his knees from the bottom of his heart, and he wanted to kneel.

Coercion?

His spiritual power can already be said to have reached its peak, and he can still be suppressed by a person's coercion?

Zhang Yang opened all his spiritual power, tried his best to fight against this coercion, did not let himself kneel, and gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, may I ask who you are? Judging by your momentum, you should be an Immortal Venerable in the Immortal Realm, right?"

"Oh, young man, do you still have the strength to fight against my coercion?

Zhang Yang pursed the corners of his lips, his forehead was full of cold sweat, it was very difficult, but he still said firmly: "I'm sorry, I won't bow down to anyone except my parents." ”

"Well, your idea is not bad, but don't you want to bow down to your master?"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, a little unable to react, and asked with a frown: "Senior, you, what do you mean by this?"

There was hearty laughter all around, and in front of the dim darkness, a white point of light suddenly appeared.

At first, it was just a small white dot, but eventually it grew larger and formed a human form.

Zhang Yang stared at the old man walking slowly in front of him, fairy wind bones, white clothes fluttering, this Yu Xuanang's appearance made Zhang Yang's good impression double, vaguely, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and it always felt like he had seen it somewhere.

Zhang Yang respectfully bowed his hand to the old man who came over, and asked modestly: "Senior, may I ask which Immortal Venerable you are? Why do I have such a familiar feeling with you, as if we have met somewhere." ”

Xianzun's smiling eyes narrowed into a line, looked at Zhang Yang carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Little guy, how important is the cultivation of the Divine Emperor Sutra?"

Zhang Yang's eyes widened in surprise, and he said incredulously: "Could it be, could it be that you are?"

The old man smiled and nodded, touched his beard, and said slowly: "The Divine Emperor Sutra is a secret book that I left at random, I thought that no one could practice, but I didn't expect that you would have a chance, and now you can come to this ethereal Penglai Wonderland, it seems that your fate with me is really not shallow!"

Zhang Yang looked at the old man in front of him, and his heart became more and more cordial.

In other words, this old man is actually half of his master!

Zhang Yang thought about it, so he knelt on one knee on the ground, and said to the old man with a respectful fist: "The junior has no intention of cultivating, thank the old man for his secret book, please accept the junior worship." ”

The old man slowly put his hand on Zhang Yang's shoulder, but there was no sense of weight, but there was a warmth that slowly flowed from his shoulder to his whole body.

Zhang Yang knew that this figure was just a phantom of the old man, and it would definitely not have any actual real feelings, it was just an illusion of aura.

The old man smiled and said, "You can call me Yuan Shi Tianzun." ”

"What!

Zhang Yang was surprised and couldn't believe his ears, the kind old man in front of him turned out to be the Yuan Shi Tianzun who could only be heard in mythological stories!

That groundbreaking Taoist patriarch!

Zhang Yang hurriedly bent his body downward, ready to kneel respectfully, but the old man raised his hand and was dragged up by an invisible force to prevent him from kneeling.

The old man smiled and pointed to the aperture that appeared in front of him, and said: "If you want me to accept you as an apprentice, then you must first pass the test I gave you, and pass this test before you can be my apprentice, and you will also be the master of this Penglai Island in the future." ”

Zhang Yang didn't hear the latter words clearly, because all his attention was on the light cluster in front of him, and there was an unprecedented longing in his heart.

He longed for strength, for being stronger, but that group of light brought him this hope, so he opened his eyes and walked slowly towards the group of light.

Yuan Shi Tianzun smiled behind him and said: "Boy, if you can absorb it all, my Heavenly Palace will also give it to you in the future, but how much you can absorb depends on whether your own will is firm." ”

Zhang Yang walked to the side of the light group, suddenly thought of a question, and hurriedly turned around, ready to ask Yuan Shi Tianzun a question, and saw that his figure had begun to be faintly transparent, and there were countless points of light around him, as if they were about to dissipate at any time.

"Tianzun, you, what's wrong with you?"

Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at the pitch-black cave above his head with a smile, and said solemnly: "Young man, this is just a remnant of my divine consciousness left behind, and when I meet someone who can take my inheritance, my task has been completed." If you can absorb the inheritance I left behind, then you are a disciple I recognize, and I will wait for you in the Heavenly Realm in the future!"

"God!

Zhang Yang watched Primordial Tianzun finish his last sentence, and his figure completely disappeared into the cave.

The silence of the environment, as if nothing had happened, and everything that had just been done was just a nightmare.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, and for some reason, a melancholy feeling rose in his heart.

In the words of Yuan Shi Tianzun just now, there seems to be something that has not been clearly explained.

Heaven?

That's a far away place!

Zhang Yang put away his doubts, took a deep breath, and walked towards the light cluster with a determined gaze.

He wants to be strong, he wants to protect his relatives and friends.

People of the Buddha country, people of the demon clan!

He must not hurt his relatives in the slightest!

With such a firm thought, Zhang Yang walked into the light cluster, and the white mist in front of him suddenly changed, becoming a scene of hell fire, surrounded by crackling firelight......