Zhang Yang returned to his cave house speechlessly, he really didn't expect to meet Zhang Peng. The pen is fun and the pavilion is www.biquge.info and the other party's cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi training.

Although he is now also a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi cultivation, he is still not the other party's dish.

Don't look at him, he also killed the foundation building monk, and he was still in the middle of foundation building. But the main reason is still with Deng Linger's help. If Deng Ling'er didn't help him, he would only have to flee for his life when he encountered the middle stage of foundation building.

If it weren't for Zhang Peng's cultivation of the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation, Zhang Yang would really want to fight with Zhang Peng. This is the one thing he wants to do most in his two lifetimes.

Back in the cave, the night passed quietly.

Open the cave and head towards the medicine store.

When I saw him in Xiaoyao, although I was still a little unhappy, I was not as powerful as I came half a month ago. Seeing Zhang Yang break through again, he had to admire the other party's talent was really good.

"Senior brother, did you miscalculate? Last time, this elixir cost twenty spirit stones, how can it be bought for less than ten now?" At the time of checkout, Zhang Yang said to Xiaoyao very heartily.

"If you want to buy it, you can buy it, and if you don't buy it, forget it. In the other day, these elixirs were out of stock, so they were sold more expensive. "Xiaoyao is not an idiot to say to Zhang Yang, that day was mainly to see you very unpleasant. Charging you a high price is to look up to you, otherwise you will be beaten directly.

"Is that really the case?" Zhang Yang checked out, turned around, and muttered quietly. "Senior brother can't be stimulated by anything these days, well, it must be so. He thought, sighed, and stepped on the flying sword and flew back to his cave.

After Zhang Yang left, in Shangwu Peak. Sun Yang looked at his back, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth. "Just let your kid be at ease for two days, and there will be less than half a month before Dabi, to see how you can survive. ”

At the inner door, Huang Lei looked at the people in front of him and took out a large number of pills. At the same time, in Zhang Peng's cave mansion, Zao Wou-Ki was desperately cultivating. There were also several nuns by his side.

Zhang Yang returned to the cave, and the golden light flashed in his mind. The next moment, a large amount of pills appeared in his hands. After putting away the pill, he began to cultivate.

For ten consecutive days, he did not leave the Gudong Mansion. "Before the big competition, I must take my strength up a notch. Zhang Yang said, swallowing a pill this time.

Although it is not a long time for the great competition of the sect to appear, this appearance is less than half a year apart from the three great competitions. Therefore, this big competition, the sect also attaches great importance to it.

Dabi can enter the inner door in the top ten, regardless of his talent. In addition, these ten people will represent the disciples of the outer sect of the sect to participate in the three sect competitions.

The three great competitions, one Jiazi is held once, and in the end it becomes the first, and the upper sect will give a lot of resources. This resource is very large, and it is just enough to be able to use half a jiazi in one sect.

If any sect can obtain these resources, then more Tianjiao will be cultivated within the sect. These Tianjiao will become the last mainstay of the sect.

The last time he got these resources was the Red Soul Sect, which is why the Red Soul Sect was chasing and killing Zhang Yang, there would be such a foundation-building monk. You can imagine how huge those resources are.

In the back mountain, Zhang Yang constantly controls the flying sword. With his use of swordsmanship these days, he feels more and more that swordsmanship is a bit of a frustration. In addition to flying, there is not much attack ability.

The divine consciousness controlled the flying sword, constantly wandering in front of him, and he was thoughtful. This flying sword has been imprinted by his divine sense, but he can't control it yet.

Sit down cross-legged, concentrate on oneness, and try to communicate with the flying sword.

No one told him why he did this, and even the three elders in the cave were very curious when they looked at Zhang Yang like this.

As for the reason why he did this, he studied the plot of the novel. Wanquan is the spirit of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and he succeeded the first few times anyway.

The mind and mind are one, and the consciousness is withdrawn. The purple sword kept sketching in my mind, again and again. But each time, I felt that the sword I sketched had this big flaw.

As Zhang Yang continued to outline the appearance of the long sword, the long sword in front of him seemed to have some kind of connection with him. The connection is faint, as if it could disappear at any moment.

And the three elders in the cave mansion saw this scene with wide eyes.

"Could this kid be the reincarnation of some old guy, why is he so perverted. The third child opened his mouth in doubt, mainly because the shock of Zhang Yang was very unusual.

"I checked that day, and his soul was pure, without the slightest fluctuation of time. The boss spoke slowly, and the more he looked at Zhang Yang, the more pleasing it became. Such a talent, if you miss it, won't you regret it for a few lifetimes?

"He wants to be in harmony with the sword, and without hundreds of years of sword understanding, I'm afraid he can't do it. "I was shocked by the flamboyant approach. As he spoke, his sleeves flicked, and a fresh breeze blew towards Zhang Yang.

At this time, Zhang Yang was still sketching the long sword in his mind over and over again, and the breeze was coming, and he seemed to have grasped something in his mind.

"The sword is dead, but the man is alive. The sword is alive, and so is the man. ”

"The sword needs to be sharp, but if it is too sharp, it is easy to break. ”

"The sword has been known as a gentleman since ancient times. A gentleman in the sword, a gentleman is like an orchid. Then it needs to have its unique temperament, and my temperament needs to match his temperament. ”

Zhang Yang thought about it, and suddenly opened his eyes. And the connection between him and the long sword was broken all of a sudden, and the shadow of the sword sketched in his mind was gone.

Picking up the long sword, gently stroking the blade, a chill hit.

"I don't know where you came from, but since we met, even if it was fate. Today, you are my natal sword. ”

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, the three elders in the cave were speechless. "Do you know what the Natal Sword is, do you think you are a primordial infant monk?"

Zhang Yang looked at the long sword and said, a magic trick was played, and the long sword rose into the air. The next moment, Zhang Yang's heart blood spurted out.

The blood was sprinkled on the sword, and Zhang Yang then played a trick this time. As the spell was played, the long sword trembled slightly, and the blood gradually disappeared.

As the blood vanished, there was a connection to the sword in his mind. Ever since he had gotten the sword, it hadn't really belonged to him until now.

The long sword flickered, and a sword light entered Zhang Yang's mind.

"Zixiao!"

The sword is three feet long, the purple qi is vast, and the name is the eternal purple sky.

After understanding the meaning of the sword light, Zhang Yang's heart shook. The purple qi is vast, and the purple qi is the purest energy in the world when the heavens and the earth first opened, born by Hongmeng.

Eternal Zixiao, how arrogant it needs to be to be named Zixiao. That represents the heart of a supreme strong man and a life without failure. A powerful existence that makes the world have to surrender.

Only in this way can we dare to call it the eternal purple sky.

He was infected by the name of the long sword for a while, and his temperament changed suddenly. At this moment, he is like a peerless sword about to be unsheathed.

With the expression of his temperament, the aura of the Zixiao Sword suddenly flickered, as if echoing the temperament on Zhang Yang's body.

In the cave mansion, the three elders looked at Zhang Yang and were very shocked.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled slightly.