Ordinary monks have to go through the refining of ninety-nine eighty-one thunderstorms to break through the transformation of gods, but Zhang Philosophy has gone through the refining of seven hundred and twenty thunderstorms, so much so that he wonders if there will be thousands of thunderstorms when he breaks through the Mahayana. When it comes to the time of the Tribulation Ascension, will the Tribulation Thunder be as high as tens of thousands?

No one knows this, and only then will we know what it will be like.

Seven hundred and twenty thunderstorms, each of which was split, Zhang Zhi would use seventy percent of the thunder and lightning to refine the body, the primordial baby, the sea of knowledge and the soul, and the remaining thirty percent were collected by him into the dantian to form a thunderstorm sea and stored. Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity to store thunder and lightning on a large scale.

When the true yuan in the Yuan Infant is all absorbed by him, the two yin and yang beads can replenish the true yuan in time, if it weren't for these two yin and yang beads, he may die under the thunder after the true yuan is exhausted. Either to say that cultivation is actually cultivating chance, and the more people who cultivate to a higher level and are faster and faster, they mainly rely on chance.

After Zhang Zhezhi survived the Heavenly Tribulation, there was not much left of the two yin and yang beads in his body, and he could only slowly rotate in his dantian.

All the seventeen primordial infants have reached the stage of incarnation, and such a strange thing is still unique in at least a million years, whether it is in the nether realm or the yang realm. Today's Zhang Zhezhi doesn't know how strong his cultivation is, if according to the previous standards, when he has not broken through the transformation of the gods, he can fight on a par with the monks in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and even be able to slightly better under the full fight, then he should not fall behind the upper level of the transformation gods now.

At this time, Zhang Zhezhi stood at the highest point of a mountain peak, looking at the sea of clouds under his feet, and suddenly felt that something in front of him was not very real, in more than two hundred years, he actually reached the height that others could reach for thousands of years, this speed is too fast. But that's the way it is, and in retrospect, he can't figure out how he got there.

He called Ziling out, and whenever he felt confused, he liked to be with Ziling, so he always treated Ziling as a sister in his heart, and always liked to tell her a lot of things on his mind. And his other women are immature little girls in his eyes.

"Lang Jun, did you succeed?" As soon as Zi Ling came out, he threw himself into Zhang Zhizhi's arms and hugged him tightly. They have lived in the Holy Beast Palace for more than twenty years, and there has been no news of Zhang Zhe, but they know that he is breaking through the gods, and they have never seen that it takes so long to break through a god, so they have been worried about him.

Zhang Zhe smiled and hugged Zi Ling tightly in his arms, first kissed her on the small mouth, and said with a smile: "Naturally, it was a success, but I didn't expect that it would take me so long to break through to the Transformation God, but fortunately, everything went well, but it just made you worried." ”

Zi Ling raised her head and looked at her man obsessively, she really admired her little man very much. If he remembered correctly, it would take him more than ten years to reach the age of two hundred, but now he is already a god-transforming monk, and he is already a top-level existence in this world of Mo Fiber. How can such a man not let himself be obsessed.

"People are worried, but they also believe that nothing can stump my man. Zi Ling stretched out her hand and rubbed Zhang Zhe's cheek and said stupidly.

Zhang Zhe laughed and said, "That's ah, who am I, I'm Ziling's man." He casually released Sikong Yuan's super luxury flying boat, and then jumped on top of the flying boat with Zi Ling in his arms, and said with a smile: "But your man is very hungry now and wants to eat a full meal." ”

Zi Ling hugged his neck shyly and said, "Then eat Zi Ling, the white and tender little Zi Ling will definitely make you full." ”

"Okay, then I'll taste my Ziling, I haven't eaten my little Ziling for too long, and my saliva is flowing out. Zhang Zhezhi didn't carry Ziling into the cabin, he laid a brocade quilt on the deck, and then set up a bright barrier outside the flying boat to cover the flying boat, and then peeled Ziling into a delicate little white sheep, and then pressed it.

Two hours later, Zi Ling, who was so paralyzed that she couldn't even move her little finger, gasped and said, "Lang Jun, it's no good, Zi Ling can't stand it anymore, let Xiao Qi come too, people really can't do it." ”

Zhang Philosophy released a soft collapse, then picked up Zi Ling, leaned on the soft collapse, let Zi Ling lean in his arms, and said: "No one is called, just the two of us, have a good narrative, your man is a little confused." ”

Zi Ling put her little face on Zhang Zhe's chest and said softly, "What's wrong with my Lang Jun?" ”

Zhang Philosophy pondered for a moment and said: "Actually, it's nothing, I just feel that it feels a little unrealistic, I always feel that my cultivation is improving too fast, I'm afraid that I am in a dream, and when I wake up, everything is empty and fake." ”

Zi Ling has been practicing for more than a thousand years, and naturally knows what is wrong with his little lover, so he picked up Zhang Zhezhi's hand, put it on his chest, and said softly: "Touch it, is it true that Zi Ling lying in your arms?"

Zhang Philosopher shook it lightly and said, "Of course Ziling is true. ”

"That's fine, since Ziling is real, then there won't be a fake. Zi Ling put Zhang Zhe's hand on his cheek again, let him gently rub his little face, and said: "When I first stepped on the flying sword, I also had the same idea as Lang Jun and you, thinking that I was a mortal, and I could fly as freely as a god, and I always felt like a dream, and I was afraid that I would still be in that dilapidated home in the mortal world after waking up.

Later, I asked Master, and Master said, "Even if it's a dream, what if you can keep dreaming, it's not a good thing." Lang Jun, you are now a god cultivator, with me, Xiao Qi, Cuihua, Wenqing, Yun'er, and your master, brother, and Yuanji Sect in the Yang Realm, whether all this is true or false, isn't this enough?

Anyway, Zi Ling doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as I can lie in your arms now and have you by my side in the future, these are enough, even if it's a dream, Zi Ling is satisfied. ”

Zhang Philosopher thought about it for a while, and then felt suddenly enlightened, and after laughing for a while, he hugged Ziling tightly and said with a smile: "It's still my little Ziling who is right, no matter what he is true or not, it is enough to have you now." ”

Zi Ling also hugged Zhang Zhi emotionally and said, "It's enough for people to have Lang Jun." ”

Zhang Zhezhi gently pinched the tip of Ziling's delicate nose and said with a smile: "Is it really enough for only Lang Jun and me?" Then you don't have to do anything to Xiao Qi and Cuihua in the future, you can only concentrate on your Lang Jun and me." ”

Zi Ling stretched out her hand and patted Zhang Zhezhi's body, and said coquettishly: "Oh, you really hate it, people just like their beautiful appearance, and they won't rob you, what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Philosopher smiled: "To be honest, I like to see you like that to them, it will make my interest high." ”

Zi Ling covered her mouth and smiled: "That's good, I will love them generously in the future, don't be jealous." ”

Zhang Zhe shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't be jealous of your family." He pressed Zi Ling tightly, and suddenly said: "Zi Ling, I want to marry you, I want to go to Gujian Mountain to ask for marriage, and then make a grand wedding, marry you together, I want to have a child with you, I think only in that way can I be a complete person, and I can give you a stable home." ”

Zi Ling raised her head suddenly, stared at Zhang Zhe, and asked, "Do you really want to marry me, do you really want to have a child with me?"

Zhang Zhe lowered his head and kissed Zi Ling's forehead, exhaled a long breath, and said, "I really want to marry you and have a child that belongs to the two of us, Zi Ling, are you willing?"

Zi Ling suddenly shed two lines of tears, threw herself on Zhang Zhezhi's body, rubbed his little face on his face, choked and said, "Zi Ling is willing, Zi Ling is really willing." Then she began to cry in his arms.

Since the death of her parents, she has followed her master to Gujian Mountain, and her master is like a daughter to her, but after her master sat down, she felt that she was alone again, although there were senior brothers and sisters, apprentices and grandchildren, but she always had a feeling of loneliness in her heart, a feeling of helplessness.

At this time, Zhang Zhezhi suddenly said that he wanted to marry her and have a child with her, and she felt that she was no longer alone, but had a family and relatives again.

Zhang Zhe didn't expect that his few words would actually make Ziling cry, so he hurriedly patted her on the back and coaxed her softly. After coaxing for a long time, Zi Ling vented his inner emotions, and then quietly lay in his arms, telling him all about himself from the time he remembered until he met him.

The two of them leaned on the flying boat, and did not continue to fight, just wanted to snuggle up and talk about some inconsequential things, until night fell and the bright moon rose, and then they hugged each other and fell asleep.

After achieving the transformation of the gods, Zhang Zhe did not rush back to Emperor Fang Ming's city, but found a place with mountains and rivers near the valley where he had crossed, and opened up a cave mansion, so that the five people of Ziling could live in the cave mansion. While consolidating their cultivation, they either instructed them in the cultivation of a few of their own women, or held an uncovered assembly, or took them to wander in the mountains, catch fish and barbecue, hunt and cook meat, just like a mortal family, and lived in this valley for three years.

It wasn't until Zhang Zhe felt that his cultivation had been completely stabilized that he took the five people of Zi Ling and flew towards the direction of Fang Ming Emperor City on that extremely luxurious flying boat.

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