The entrance of Li Zhuang.

Zang Tuanzi moved his burly body, and said goodbye: "Thank you for the treasure, don't you really drink a bowl of fragrant broth before leaving?"

Zhang Zifan stumbled, and said: "I have heard for a long time that the Tibetan Tuanzi Immortal is good at teaching apprentices, and I have come to barter with you this time, but to take what you need and trade fairly."

If you eat your Li Zhuang's white meat with a cheeky face, wouldn't you be too greedy?

After speaking, Zhang Zifan didn't look back, and hurriedly left.

Zang Tuanzi looked at Zhang Zifan's back, and his face showed emotion: "Zhang Yadao is really a master!"

The duck-necked boy behind the Tibetan dumplings, seeing that Zhang Zifan was young, but the master was so bent and handed in, he was a little puzzled.

He is a duck, and I am also a duck, why is Master's attitude so different?

The duck-necked boy asked: "Master, you are the ancestor of the earth immortals, the first batch of people to ascend to the Zixiao Palace after the opening of the heavens, and the same generation as the Mixed Yuan saints, why are you so polite to a yellow-mouthed child?"

Zang Tuanzi glared at the disciple and said, "Bastard thing, so eyeless!"

He took out a small clay pot, and carefully took out some of them, which were crystal clear, and they were fine salt.

"That duck Daoist, exchanging this thing for my introductory Taoist book, it's really a loss!

Duck neck, turn around and put this thing into our Li Zhuang white meat, the meat will definitely be more delicious......"

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Don't hide the dumplings, Zhang Zifan took the posture of Zhang Ya's doppelganger, and found a blessed place with beautiful mountains and rivers, but it would not attract powerful snooping to start cultivating.

I have to say that what Zhang Zifan said to Zang Tuanzi "You are good at teaching apprentices" and the like, it is not completely nonsense.

Although the main reason why Zhang Zifan is looking for Tibetan dumplings to trade is that in the midst of the flood, Tibetan dumplings are first-class honest people,

When Santurbidity was not thirty-three days away, Zang Tuanzi gave them the white meat of Li Zhuang, the treasure of heaven and earth.

With such a mind, there are not many people who have been flooded several times.

Of course, Zhang Zifan will not eat the white meat of Li Zhuang if he is killed, he has no shortage of natural treasures.

Now that he has the Tibetan Tuanzi set of introductory exercises, Zhang Zifan can practice with peace of mind.

"The avenue can be expected!" Zhang Zifan turned the first page of "Introduction to Mortal Immortal Cultivation".

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Three months later, Zhang Zifan was holding a book and his head was fishing.

A cool breeze blew, and he woke up suddenly.

"Did I see page thirteen or fifteen?"

Looking at the books that were blown by the wind, Zhang Zifan scratched his head, "Spring is sleepy, autumn is lacking, summer is napping, winter is not a day to read......"

"Damn, it's winter for thousands of years, it's not good for reading, bastard!

Plus this damn breeze messes my heart, Qingfeng can't read, why bother flipping through books!

Three months of hard work was ruined in one fell swoop, this is not my fault, it is really heaven wants to kill me!"

Looking up to the sky and sighing, Zhang Zifan realized the difficulty of the long immortal road, and realized the hardships of climbing to the sky and stepping on a long song.

"Thief God, since you ruined my immortal path and made it hopeless for me to learn the Tao, don't blame me for being ruthless and unjust!"

Zhang Zifan had a sad look on his face and lasted for a full five seconds.

And then it couldn't be sustained anymore.

kicked the review materials away, Zhang Zifan decided to give up becoming a top student and accept the tens of billions of family assets with peace of mind.

If the effort is useful, what else do you want to do?

But after thinking about it, Zhang Zifan still picked up the book.

The positive energy he had received in his previous life was rumbling in his head.

Save the children who don't have a book!

That's right, my little Taoist boy still needs knowledge!

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, Zhang Zifan decided to throw this stinky and long fairy book to Xiao Daotong.

Thinking like this, Zhang Zifan activated the system and returned to the Nether.

Then, there was a scene where Xiao Daotong checked Zhang Zifan's body.

......

The time back to the Nether is wonderful.

It's a bit like the American GIs who returned from the Korean battlefield and came to Japan to recuperate, but they were too corrupt.

Of course, Zhang Zifan is an upright person, so he won't think about pornography all day long like those damn Yankees.

As soon as he returned to the Nether, he went to the room and found the whitest rice and the finest flour.

Then Zhang Zifan opened the system to contact Hongjun.

Speaking of which, Zhang Zifan seems to have not been to Hongjun for a long time.

However, this is only for Zhang Zifan himself, in fact, from Hongjun's point of view, Zhang Zifan has not appeared for more than a thousand years, and the short time is negligible.

It's not that Zhang Zifan doesn't like to chat with the registered disciple, it's really not convenient to communicate with him now.

Whether it is to speak or appear, Zhang Zifan must adjust the speed of the small courtyard world back to 1 to 1.

Otherwise, Hongjun's language will become ultrasound, Zhang Zifan is just a firefly, not a bat, and he can't receive it at all.

Therefore, when the great Pangu True God reappeared in this ancient desolate land.

The sun and moon in the sky also rotated rapidly, as if to signify submission to the great Lord of all things.

As for the human race, which has only been born for about a thousand years, it is the first time that the existence of the true God has been confirmed.

On this day, there is a bear from the majestic imperial palace with his hair and barefoot;

Shennong put down the seedlings in his hand and stood on the hill like a chicken;

Chiyou emerged from the laboratory, raising her pale arms to block the glare of the sun, her crimson pupils narrowing into slits.

When they saw the immeasurable size of the body that had come through the ages and hidden in the mystery, they all trembled and fell to the ground.

There is a Xiong family who prays sincerely, thinking of what he has learned for decades, and can't help but sigh:

"Whether it is Teacher Fuxi or Teacher Ma Fei, they all say that the saint is immortal and immortal, immeasurable and longevity, and is the master of the world, but in the face of such a magnificent divine power, how different is the saint from an ant!"

Shennong grabbed the dirt and inserted his finger into the earth:

"There are tens of millions of people of the human race, and they have eaten two meals a day, and they are not yet satisfied, and the food they need is already for days.

But this number of days of bread is enough for the true God to eat in one day?"

Kuafu, Hou Yi, and Xingtian, who lost his head and ran to him, all asked: "King, do you really want to kill gods against the sky?"

Chi You's eternal and unyielding eyes also flickered at this time: "Heaven is my father, how can I disobey?

In fact, not only the human race, except for Hongjun and a certain sad little dragon in the East China Sea, other people, even the female snails who had accepted Zhang Zifan's orders, had never seen the true god with their own eyes.

In the Snail Palace, Bajing Palace, Yuxu Palace, Jinao Island, Lingshan, Xianluo Palace, Li Zhuang, Ruhai and other places, all the great powers of all parties also set up incense and prayed sincerely, and did not dare to disobey in the slightest.

Only in a dark and damp cave not far from the Jiuli Mountain Range, a pair of vicious triangular eyes, revealing rippled pupils, looked at the moving giant with resentment.

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