With the help of the token given by Master Confucius, after asking for thirty Yuan Li Dan, Zhang Hang specially ran to the sea area outside the Star Chasing Palace and stayed alone for a while.

I never saw anyone from the temple come and kill him.

There was some loss in my heart.

In the past, not only pills were sent, but also heads, but now they ...... I don't want to send the pill, and I don't want to send it......

This "Confucian Master", since he was discovered by himself, is not as righteous as before!

"If I had known, I wouldn't have gone to a shrine where the hero would go......"

After waiting for more than an hour, he found that there was indeed no one, so Zhang Hang had no choice but to return to the Star Chasing Palace.

"'Master Confucius' said before that he had been suppressed for thousands of years and had not fully recovered, and in addition, he had divided his strength to unseal the temple, so his real strength was not so weak, otherwise, he would not have been defeated by the clone and many immortal beasts, but it was just ...... Who did you suppress him?"

This Confucian master once said that it has been suppressed for thousands of years......

The temple has been destroyed, which is enough to show that the most powerful and detached forces can't deal with it, and who has the ability to directly suppress him for thousands of years, and only now has he come to his senses?

After thinking about it for a while, I still didn't know why, so I had to stop thinking about it.

Swallow the thirty superb Yuan Li Dan you just obtained, and cultivate it to the peak of the pseudo-god realm, only the last trace is missing, and it will break through at any time.

Feeling the surging power in his body, he opened his eyes and shining.

Called out the clone again.

This time the battle between the two is inseparable, and his strength is no worse than that of the doppelganger, and he is actually equal.

And this is still him, not the case of using swordsmanship.

"Finally stronger than the body......"

Relieved, Zhang Hang was full of emotion.

Since he had a clone, he has been crushed by the other party at the same level, and he has not been able to surpass it until he has comprehended the exercises that truly belong to him.

"It's time to go to the temple......"

Walking out of the room, Zhang Hang showed a strong sense of confidence.

It's time to go to the temple, rescue Du Qingkite, and settle all grievances.

As for that one, whether it is a real Confucian master or not, he finally has the strength to face it and find a way to expose it.

Find Zhao Yue, Jiang Yao and others, and ask the vultures to take out the altar of the alien spirit clan.

"Sect Master, I'm afraid...... If you know about this, the other party must also understand that it is very likely that he has already laid an ambush in the temple......"

Han Jianqiu was full of worries.

The other party can even grasp the special language used in the sacrifice, and must have understood the sacrifice far more than anyone present.

Can you understand that through the altar sacrifice, you can teleport people over, how can the other party not know?

Perhaps, a trap has been laid and waiting for you to pass!

"If I don't do this, I won't be able to rescue Du Qingkite, and I won't be able to spend ...... here all the time."

Zhang hung his head.

He knew it, but ...... Let him keep consuming, he can't do it!

The most important thing is that the Confucius master, he has fought against him, but he has not fully recovered, he is on par with the clone who fights, once he recovers, who can still defeat?

If you really want to be killed at that time, it is a trivial matter, and if it has something to do with it, you will definitely not survive.

No matter what it is for, there is no way to retreat now, and there is no way to retreat.

"Teacher, we are going to ...... with you"

Zhao Ya and others came to him.

"Your current strength is still too weak, these jade bottles have the special power to break through the pseudo-god, speed up the cultivation, if you have the strength of the pseudo-god, you can help me!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Hang didn't say much, and with a flick of his fingers, the special aura that had been prepared for these disciples flicked over.

Zhao Ya and the others, the time they have come to heaven is too short, although they have enough resources and exercises now, they are still far from the pseudo-gods.

If you go to the temple, not to mention that you can't help yourself, you are very likely to be caught and let yourself be bogeyed.

Rather than that, it is better to let them continue to cultivate here and strive for an early breakthrough.

Knowing the teacher's worries, Zhao Ya and the others didn't say anything more, and clenched their fists one by one.

It is a great shame for teachers to take risks, and they, as disciples, are unable to do it for them because their cultivation is weak.

"Han Jianqiu, I have a new understanding of the sword intent of the gods, and I will teach it to you now......"

After arranging many disciples, Zhang Hang suddenly remembered something and looked at Han Jianqiu on the side.

"Thank you, Sect Master......"

Han Jianqiu's eyes lit up.

He has been studying these days, the Divine Sword Intent cultivation technique given by the sect master before, is only the last trace away from breaking through, if there is a new understanding, maybe he can integrate it and break through directly!

Once he comprehends the sword intent of the gods, with the strength of his pseudo-god realm, even if he can't restore the glory of the ancestors, facing the temple and the temple again, he will definitely not be as passive as he is now!

"However, this set of swordsmanship is understood by me alone, and it has already deviated from the sword intent of the gods in the sect, if you want to learn, you need to worship us first, and accept you as a teaching disciple, I don't know Elder Han, are you willing?"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xuan said.

He wasn't insulting, he was ...... Let's see if we can condense the Book of Heavenly Dao!

I'm about to go to the temple, and although my cultivation has improved a lot, I still don't have the slightest confidence in the face of that Confucian master!

And if there is one, or two, Heavenly Dao Books, it will definitely not be so passive.

As long as you accept disciples and let the other party sincerely gratitude, it can be generated, and you don't necessarily have to pass on the disciples in person.

"Good!"

Stunned for a moment, Han Jianqiu nodded.

Many strong people have rules that are not passed on by non-sect people, and the sword intent of the gods is endless, and even if the other party is the sect master, it is normal for them not to want to spread it.

Teaching students is nothing.

Seeing that he agreed, he hung his finger a little.

The understanding of kendo immediately enters the other person's mind.

Holding the long sword, he kept waving it, and I don't know how long it took, a sound of glass breaking in Han Jianqiu's body sounded, and then the whole body exploded with strength, as if the whole person had turned into an unsheathed long sword, sharp and indifferent.

"I learned ......"

Han Jianqiu's eyes were red.

In order to comprehend this sword intent, he spent more than a hundred years of diligent study and hard work, but unfortunately he was unsuccessful, but he didn't expect it to be completed in the end.

"Thank you, teacher, for making ...... perfect"

Bowing to the ground, Han Jianqiu looked respectful.

Seeing his attitude, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, entered the library spirit, and waited for a while, but did not find the Book of Heavenly Dao, and couldn't help frowning.

According to the normal situation, as long as you accept the disciples and get the true gratitude of the other party, you can produce the Book of Heavenly Dao, why did it fail this time?

Could it be that this Han Jianqiu is not really grateful?

"Get up!"

Knowing that he couldn't ask, he pulled the other party up and looked at Jiang Yao, Qin Yuan, Kui Xiao and others on the side.

In the same way, they taught their understanding of cultivation, animal taming, martial arts, etc., and the three of them also received great benefits, and the confinement of cultivation was broken, and they were also called teachers, but ...... Only Jiang Yao alone formed the Book of Heavenly Dao.

"It seems that the so-called gratitude is not only flowing from the depths of the heart, but also related to the degree of desire......"

Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Jianqiu, Kui Xiao, Qin Yuan and others, although they are also grateful to themselves, they are themselves sect masters, and they are also pseudo-god realm powerhouses, even if they are grateful, they will not be too excited.

It's like if you invite a chef to a meal, the other person may not be particularly grateful, but if you give a child a lollipop, you will feel that you are the best person in the world.

The more you experience, the more indifferent you are to your needs.

Jiang Yao himself is not the sect master, and he and Zhang Hang have experienced the city in the void, almost died, and once again gave the cultivation method, which is equivalent to the last straw that crushed the camel, the gratitude in his heart can be imagined!

As for the Famous Master Continent to obtain the Book of Heavenly Dao, it is relatively easy, and it should be ...... The teacher inherits the culture, edification for tens of thousands of years, everyone respects the teacher from the heart, as long as the teacher, he must surrender sincerely.

And Shangcang, although he also respects teachers, compared with the famous teacher continent with a famous teacher's hall, it is still a big difference.

"Gratitude is also a ...... of emotion"

Zhang Hang sighed.

I had known how the Book of Heavenly Dao was formed, but I hadn't paid much attention to it.

If I knew this, I might have been able to create such a powerful technique as "Heavenly Love", so that I wouldn't have been trapped in the Immortal Monarch Realm for more than half a month.

"Let's get started!"

Everything is ready, not to say more.

Call!

With the burning of the sacrificial items, the altar not far away was suspended, exuding an aura that made people hold their breath.

The vultures chanted a special language, the flames were hot, and the space in front of them kept distorting, as if a portal that only allowed one person to pass through appeared out of thin air.

"Teacher, why don't I go over and take a look first, and if there is danger, let's think about it in the long run!"

Han Jianqiu hurriedly came to him.

"Come on, although my strength is not as good as yours, I have a lot of means to save my life......" Elder Kui Xiao said.

Seeing that the two of them were full of anxiety, Zhang Hang smiled: "No need, I'll go first, whether it's dangerous or not, you can just come over later, even if it's a temple opposite, we have to break through!"

"Good!"

The crowd was full of enthusiasm.

Breaking into the temple, thousands of years ago, the ancestors succeeded, maybe this time...... There is hope again.

However, regardless of whether it succeeds or not, since the temple has exposed its sharp minions, then the six major sects are not weak and can be bullied!

For the sake of the majesty of the sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, you must also work hard!

"Whew!"

Step out, come to the door, Zhang Hang moved his body, and went straight into it.

The space in front of him distorted, and with a slight smile, he released the clone and entered the storage ring again.

As others said, the temple is in crisis, and it is very likely that it has already laid out a net of heaven and earth, and it is most appropriate for the doppelganger to rush to the front.

The immortal power operates, and it takes a step forward sideways.

The clone had already emerged from the folded space the next moment.

"Huh, where is this?"

What appeared in front of me was not the temple I saw before, nor the headquarters of the temple that was blown up, but a long and narrow passage that spread into the void with no end in sight.

The altar that teleported him to was underfoot.

(I recommend a very good-looking book, "The Demon King of the City" written by Happy Erhao, which is not to be missed!)